Chapter 873: A Way to Live
Li Renjie leaned against the door frame and sat down.
His right hand rested on a gun, his left hand pulling the weapon pouch within reach of his own, and then clasped his hand to his chest.
There was blood everywhere, and there was blood on his hands, and when he put his hands on his chest, it was as if he had been wounded there.
With the shouting, a group of police bees rushed in and ran towards it.
The policeman who ran to the fastest squatted next to Li Renjie and asked, "Are you in trouble!" ”
Li Renjie was weak and said, "No...... It's okay! ”
The policeman said, "What happened? ”
Li Renjie said: "The ...... Caught in an ambush. ”
The policeman said, "What about people? ”
Li Renjie pointed to the end of the corridor, where there was a safety exit, and said, "From ...... From where did it run! ”
The policeman said, "You must hold on, don't close your eyes and fall asleep, the ambulance will be there soon!" ”
He patted Li Renjie on the shoulder and led hundreds of police officers to the safety exit.
Li Renjie stood up, put the weapon bag on his back, and walked in the opposite direction.
That policeman was a good policeman, at least a jealous policeman, and his eyes were about to burst into flames when he saw so many people dead on his side.
He must catch the murderer, break the murderer into pieces, and avenge his brothers.
Although the one who died was not from a police station, or even a system, he was his own person after all.
He was only afraid that the murderer would run away like this, and he ran away, constantly urging himself to speed up.
I was about to get to the safety exit, and I could see a lot of people inside through the crack in the door.
It's not good, the murderer is still there, and he is not alone!
He immediately raised his right fist, and the team immediately stopped.
Everyone could sense the danger of the situation, and they all picked up their guns and prepared for battle. At that moment, someone from behind the door rushed in.
The policeman's finger on the trigger was about to be pulled down, and he suddenly saw that a group of people who came in were the same as him, wearing police uniforms.
Then he heard the shouts of one after another: "Lay down your arms, raise your hands and surrender!" ”
The voices were shouted from both sides at the same time, and the voices quickly fell silent, and people on both sides realized that the other was their own.
The policeman's brow furrowed.
The people from the Investigation Bureau said that the murderer had left from this side, but it was his own people who came out from this side.
He had a bad feeling and hurriedly asked, "Has anyone gone out from here?" ”
The man who had just come in through the security exit shook his head blankly.
The policeman said, "You came down from above, or you came up from below." ”
Some say they came down from above, some say they came up from below, but no one saw anyone go out through the safety exit!
The policeman looked back and saw a figure flash at the safety exit at the other end and disappear.
He was a little skeptical that someone really flashed at the safety exit, but he was dazzled.
The wooden door, which was still open and closed at the safety exit, seemed to silently tell him that he was not mistaken, and that someone had indeed left here just now.
The policeman scolded: "Fake, fooled, chase!" ”
That policeman was the chief of the Manhattan precinct and the head of all the police officers present.
He felt like he had been fooled, and the person who had fooled him was the guy who had just pretended to be wounded.
He went from a small patrolman all the way up to the end of the sub-bureau, and he was the only one who fooled people, and no one dared to fool him.
He's going to make that guy, pay for it.
He took the lead again and led the people to chase them out.
I didn't take two steps, and the forest gate, which was finally no longer open and closed, was suddenly pushed open again, and a person walked in.
The head of the sub-bureau looked at it, and it was the guy who had just fooled him and was wearing the clothes of the Investigation Bureau.
He raised his hands, took aim with his gun, and shouted: "Surrender with your hands raised, or I'll shoot!" ”
Li Renjie smiled and said, "Try my delayed detonation grenade!" As he spoke, he raised his hands, and four grenades were thrown at him.
After falling to the ground, it keeps rolling forward!
The head of the sub-bureau saw that the grenades were getting closer and closer, and they just stood like this, and there must have been a lot of casualties. Hurriedly shouted: "Everyone get down!" ”
More than a hundred, and the little two hundred policemen immediately lay on the ground.
Generally speaking, the grenade explodes in about three seconds. Those four grenades have been ten seconds old and haven't exploded yet.
All the people did not dare to move, they were not deaf, and they all heard the words delay detonating the grenade. Since it is a delayed detonation grenade, it is not uncommon for ten seconds to not explode, and it is not uncommon for fifteen seconds not to explode.
But after waiting for nearly half a minute, the grenade has not exploded, which is a little abnormal.
A bold policeman stood up and ran over, picked up one and scolded: "Director, I've been fooled, the insurance is still locked!" ”
Fooled again, the head of the sub-bureau's face darkened, got up and said, "Chase!" ”
Those who know him well know! Generally speaking, the more thunderous and furious the director of the sub-bureau, the more fine he is, and in the end it is just a thunder and a little rain.
But once the director is calm and does not have a little anger, the big thing will not be good, and this is a murderous intent.
All the policemen ran to the safe exit at the end of the passage, and no one spared no effort. It's just a matter of sneaking and playing tricks in a normal way, but if you sneak and cheat again at this time, it's nothing to hit the director's gun.
Li Renjie threw four grenades, bought some time, and went downstairs.
He didn't run down the stairs, but pulled a rope in his hand, kicked the wall, and walked down the wall like a cornice.
When he reached the second floor, he stopped going down, let go of the rope in his hand, and jumped into the air, and the person was firmly standing behind the security door.
There was a noise overhead, and he didn't look through the gap between the railings of the stairs to see if the group of policemen had just appeared.
He didn't have this curiosity, he knew that it was them, so why bother to see it!
Instead, I pushed open the door on the second floor and came to the grocery room.
Before, while walking around the building, he had found that through the window of the utility room on the second floor, he could enter a back alley.
This alley is probably not marked on the map, it is a patio behind two rows of houses.
The distance between rooms is just over one meter. The roads are cramped, sewage is flowing sideways, and there are piles of unwanted debris.
At the end of the alley, there is a hut.
A small house selling tobacco and alcohol department stores, an illegal building built at random.
That is, this hut, the bustling city where the alleys are hidden, if you don't know the roots, no one knows that there is such a road, which can lead from the Confucius Building to Manhattan Street.
Whether it is the police, the Investigation Bureau, or the Intelligence Bureau, the blockade and arrest him are all done according to the map, and they may block all the roads, but they cannot block this one.
He entered the grocery room, locked the door of the grocery room, and opened the window to look out into the alley.
In the silence, you can even see rats crawling sneakingly on the ground.
Once again, making sure that there is no one here, is the only way to survive.
Li Renjie threw the weapon bag out first, so frightened that the rats fled quickly, and the cockroaches drilled when they encountered cracks.
Li Renjie drilled through the window and jumped out, stepping on a pool of sewage with both feet at the same time, splashing everywhere.
The rats, who had finally quieted down, scattered again.
He grabbed his weapon bag, flung it on his back, and walked away quickly.