Liu Ziguang's injury was not serious. A bullet hit the right chest. Fortunately, no lung lobe was injured, nor was there any major blood vessel injury.
This is also thanks to the May 4th pistol in the robber's hand. The 7.62mm bullet fired has a strong penetration and poor stopping effect. If it is the new Type 92, he will not be so lucky. The 9mm The bullets rolled and wreaked havoc in his body, even if he didn't die, he would have to peel off his skin.
There was nothing more to do in the operation, it was nothing more than to stop the bleeding, debride the wound, and bandage the wound. Even though it was over, the news was tightly sealed. No reporters were allowed to interview or visit. Liu Ziguang was lying in a single ward under strict supervision by two special police officers. .
The first group of guards still looked coldly at him, but the second group completely changed their attitude. Some details of the bank robbery have been circulated within the public security . Although the case has not yet come to light, but the prospects can already be expected, Liu Ziguang is definitely a hero that everyone is looking forward to.
In the hospital ward, Liu Ziguang was lying on the hospital bed with his upper body shirtless, talking to two little policemen. He was wearing a bandage on his right chest, but it didn't affect his movements at all .
"It's not difficult to hit accurately. The key is to keep your hands steady and your heart heavy. Instead of aiming with your eyes, aim with your heart..."
The two little policemen listened intently, afraid of missing something, and poured a cup of tea for Liu Ziguang from time to time, almost kowtowed on the spot.
Just as he was talking, there was a light knock on the door, and a special police officer held down the handle of his gun and went to open the door. When he opened a crack in the door, he saw two female police officers in uniform.
It was our own, the special police opened the door, and the two policewomen each held up a bouquet of flowers, and whispered: " Secretary Hu's daughter entrusted us to send it." Saying that, they stuffed the flowers into the special police's hands, turned and left up.
The special policeman was dumbfounded, and he was stunned for a few seconds before closing the door. He brought in these two bouquets of flowers, and exclaimed, "Blessed, blessed, the most beautiful woman in Jiangbei City's police circle has sent flowers here."
As soon as the two bouquets of flowers were placed in the ward, it immediately became more lively and the atmosphere became much more active. The daughter of the Secretary of the Political and Legal Committee sent flowers to Liu Ziguang. The meaning is self-evident. The two policemen completely relaxed and sat on the edge On the road, chatting with Liu Ziguang like buddies for many years, the three of them had a great time. Suddenly the door was knocked again, and a few tall and strong men in casual clothes walked in. The two special policemen just stood up and wanted to ask questions, but they swallowed their words and changed it to raising their hands to salute.
It was the leaders of the Municipal Bureau and the head of the Criminal Police Brigade who came. They nodded expressionlessly and showed a piece of paperwork. Then they pressed Liu Ziguang on the bed and handcuffed him. , Before the two special police officers could fully react, the ward was empty.
People from the Criminal Police Brigade escorted Liu Ziguang into a police car and left in a hurry. Two minutes later, another police car drove up. Several capable men walked into the ward, saw the empty hospital bed, and asked, "Where is Liu Ziguang?"
"The report was taken away by people from the Criminal University. They have the signature of Director Ma." The little special policeman replied salutingly. He knew the person who came, and it was Deputy Director Song of the Municipal Bureau.
"Playing the piano indiscriminately." Deputy Director Song frowned, not sure if he was talking about the criminal university or criticizing the two little special police officers.
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Liu Ziguang was backcuffed again, and the gears of the handcuffs were stuck tightly, which made him extremely uncomfortable. The scene in the pre-trial room of the sub-bureau came to mind a few days ago. The humiliation and anger made a flame burn in his chest.
Sitting on the back seat of Santana, two muscular criminal policemen sandwiched him from left to right, both with expressionless faces. The police car blew its siren, shuttled through the traffic, and arrived at the City Bureau in a short time. After driving into the underground parking lot, two criminal police officers escorted him onto the elevator and led him all the way to the interrogation room.
This is a room without windows, white walls, concrete floor, and an irregular-shaped table in the middle of the room. Of course, a native like Liu Ziguang will not know this. This kind of table should be learned from the Hong Kong police. Come, the irregular shape can increase the criminal's psychological pressure, so that he can confess quickly.
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The room was very dark, only the lamp on the table was shining. Liu Ziguang was pushed onto an iron chair. The three policemen lit cigarettes first, and muttered a few words in a low voice. Turn on the desk lamp, adjust the brightness of the 100-watt bulb to the maximum, and stare directly at Liu Ziguang's eyes, making his eyes dazzled.
"Tell me, where did you get your gun!" A deafening voice rang in my ears.
"I snatched it from the robbers." Liu Ziguang leaned back and said unhurriedly.
"Nonsense! You are obviously a robber! You think we don't know when you are about to die ! Let me tell you, we have already grasped your situation. Now I will give you one last chance. Be lenient when you confess! Strictly resist!" Accompanied by the roar was the sound of a slap on the table.
"Be lenient when confessing, stay in prison, and be strict when resisting. Go home for the New Year. You treat me as a fool. If you really grasped the situation, you would have released me a long time ago. Why are you still cheating me here?" Liu Ziguang shook his head, citing classics , made several public security comrades furious, wishing to immediately pick up the rubber stick on the wall and beat Liu Ziguang severely.
But they couldn't, this case had a great impact, and Liu Ziguang had no clues in their hands at all, so they couldn't use police weapons, and they couldn't even use those shady tricks that caused hidden injuries, they could only use conventional methods.
More importantly, Liu Ziguang was not arrested at all at this time. Strictly speaking, he was only detained for interrogation, and he could only be kept for forty-eight hours at most. If there was nothing useful to ask during this period, he had to be released.
As a last resort, the police took out their trump card and showed a photo of Liu Ziguang's tattoo pattern on his chest. It is not accurate to say that it is a tattoo, because the pattern is simple, with a five-pointed star inside and a sickle and ax on the outside. stamped with a soldering iron.
"This is the imprint on your body. According to our investigation, this is the emblem of the Ryazan Paratrooper School in Russia. Tell me, where did you go and what did you do during the eight years you disappeared !" an older policeman said. asked solemnly.
Liu Ziguang couldn't help but laugh, God knows how they mistook this ironworks logo for the emblem of Ryazan Paratrooper School, but it doesn't matter, let them misunderstand.
"You all know what I do and ask me what? Even if I did something before, what does it have to do with you? You don't seem to be Interpol?" Liu Ziguang mocked.
As he spoke, he threw the handcuffs behind his back on the table with a bang, which startled several policemen, and looked at Liu Ziguang in the wrong way.
A person who can break free from the steel handcuffs and stay calm under the high-power light bulbs in the interrogation room of the Public Security Bureau is by no means an ordinary person.
Several people whispered to each other, confirming that this guy in front of them is not someone who is waiting for nothing, and the results they found on Baidu on the Internet were correct. The emblem was indeed the emblem of the Ryazan Paratrooper School, and Liu Ziguang had been missing for eight years. Blank, and his shooting skills are so superb, and his psychological quality is so excellent. From this analysis, it is likely that Liu Ziguang has been an international mercenary for several years, and he is likely to be an international mercenary in Chechnya, Kosovo, South America and other places. Having fought a war, he belongs to the kind of fierce man who has really seen blood.
The feet of the few policemen trembled a little. As a small criminal policeman in a prefecture-level city, how can he come into contact with such a tyrannical character? This kid really wants to make up his mind to refuse to plead guilty . Letting go and letting them torture to extract a confession is probably just scratching someone's itch.
It just failed Director Ma's expectations, and he couldn't turn this case into an iron case in a short period of time. The criminal police present were all trained by Director Ma. They knew the friendship between Director Ma, Secretary Hu, and Deputy Director Song. Enmity and hatred, the reason why Liu Ziguang was interrogated before Deputy Director Song was to find out his background and confirm that he was the real accomplice of the robbers, and Li Youquan was an innocent person who was killed by mistake . In this case, Secretary Hu and Deputy Bureau Song will be affected, and their opponent, Director Ma, will benefit from it.
But now it seems that this hope is shattered. The time is quite limited. In fact, they don't even have 48 hours. As long as Deputy Director Song knows the situation, he will come to ask for someone immediately.
Liu Ziguang moved his wrist, touched a cigarette from the table and lit it for himself, and said arrogantly: "It's nothing, I'll go first."
The policemen stood up angrily, stood in front of him and reprimanded angrily: "Until the matter is explained clearly, you are not allowed to leave!"
Liu Ziguang stared at these little policemen, moved his joints, and made a cracking sound. Even though they knew that this was inside the city bureau, these police officers still felt creepy and sweated profusely. If you really want to make a move, the few of them can't deal with it.
At a tense moment, the door of the interrogation room opened, a stream of sunlight came in, and several tall figures appeared at the door. Deputy Director Song strode in and understood what was going on in the room, but the sophisticated man didn't say anything, he just held Liu Ziguang's hand tightly and shook it violently.
"Comrade Xiao Liu, on behalf of the public security organs, the victims and their families, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks and sincere condolences to you!"
A few reporters behind followed closely, raised their cameras and clacked and snapped, capturing the handshake of Deputy Director Song and Liu Ziguang.
Deputy Director Song suddenly noticed that Liu Ziguang was naked from the upper body, so he took off his windbreaker and put it on him, and enthusiastically introduced to the reporters: " Don't shoot me, shoot more of our brave hero."
With flashing lights, Liu Ziguang smiled brightly, and the policemen behind him also laughed, their smiles were quite forced.