bookcurios Chapter 419 An Zhengming was shot
Chapter 419 An Zhengming was shot
"I didn't investigate you." An Jingrui's eyes flashed with deep disappointment, "I just think that you can't really give up."
Lindsay stared at him blankly, speechless.
An Jingrui became calm again: "Actually, whether to immigrate or not to immigrate is not the real issue."
"The real problem is that deep down, you want to become a real M country person, just like M country is your home, and this place is just your friend."
"It's like, you just want to be family with me, but you don't want to be family with my family. You care about my life and death, but you don't care about the life and death of my family."
He shook his head slowly: "We are really not the same kind of people."
"You and my family are not the same kind of people."
Having said this, he turned around and left, his voice as calm as saying goodbye to an ordinary friend: "You can go back after dawn."
Lindsay's cry came from behind him: "An Jingrui, our seven-year relationship...what does it mean to you?"
"Did you ever love me?"
An Jingrui reached out and held the doorknob without looking back: "In this relationship, you are not the only one who is working hard. I have also tried my best."
"Otherwise, I would have broken up with you as early as the first time you went to our house."
He opened the door and strode out.
The door closed behind him, completely isolating him from Lindsay and their past.
An Jingrui drove out of the hotel as soon as he got downstairs and sped towards the Cultural Tourism City. At the same time, he turned on his charging mobile phone and logged into Twitter to watch the terrorists' live broadcast.
In the video, An Zhengming is still walking slowly and limping with a wooden stick in the unfinished real estate in the middle of the night. Only a drone with lighting function is hovering above his head, giving him Lead the way.
In front of him, about a few hundred meters away, was the building frame of a three-and-a-half-story shopping mall.
There are many lights coming from the building frame, which should be where the terrorists are holding the hostages.
Even though he knew that he must have some arrangements with Xiao Yuan and the military, An Jingrui still worried a lot for him.
Zhengming was so close to the terrorists, so there must have been many guns pointed at him. Maybe the terrorists' hands shook or they had a whim, and they shot directly...
I'm really afraid of what's coming.
An Jingrui was thinking wildly when suddenly he heard a gunshot. An Zhengming fell to the ground and covered his chest with one hand. Blood could be vaguely seen flowing out from under his hand...
As he watched this scene, his eyes were split for a moment, and his blood surged, as if the shot had not hit An Zhengming's body but his head, causing his head to explode into a ball of blood.
He yelled "Zhengming" and couldn't hear or see anything.
The off-road vehicle he was driving also lost control due to his lack of concentration, rushed towards the green belt on the roadside, then crashed into the green belt on the roadside and drove to the one-way road on the other side.
Fortunately, the streets were deserted in the early morning and his car did not hit anyone.
And he was awakened by the jolt of the car hitting the green belt, and his head regained some clarity and reason.
He forced himself to calm down, jerked the wheel and hit the brakes.
The SUV stopped.
He panted heavily, ignoring the cold sweat on his face, and dialed An Jingwei's phone tremblingly.
The call was connected immediately.
He said with a trembling voice: "It is clear that he, he..."
He was speechless and could only raise his hand to cover his mouth to suppress the almost uncontrollable crying.
"Zhengming is fine." An Jingwei quickly replied, "The fact that he was shot was just an act."
An Jingrui's cry was stuck in his throat: "You... aren't you comforting me?"
"No." An Jingwei said with certainty, "That shot was fired by the military and did not hit Zhengming."
"Zhengming cooperated with this shot, took out the plasma packet hidden in the wig, pressed it on his chest, and took the opportunity to fall to the ground, creating the illusion that he was shot by terrorists."
What he said was reasonable and well-founded, and his voice was so steady. An Jingrui felt that he was not lying to him, and his hands finally stopped shaking: "That, that's good, I just saw the live broadcast, and I almost lost my wits in fear... "
While the two were talking, an angry and ferocious voice came from the live broadcast: "Who fired the shot? Didn't I say not to kill him for the time being, that I would torture him slowly?"
"Forget it, he doesn't seem to be dead yet. You guys go out and drag him in. I'm going to chop him up bit by bit..."
When the sound reached here, the live broadcast suddenly stopped and the video page turned black.
The comment section exploded.
Texts from all kinds of countries flooded the screen, asking what happened.
An Jingrui's eyes widened when he saw this: "The live broadcast on Twitter has been suspended. What happened on the scene?"
An Jingwei said: "If the military wants to launch a raid, it will cut off the network signals in this area."
"If you listen to the sound on my side, it's all gunshots."
Normally, domestic people will certainly not be allowed to live broadcast such bloody, violent, and cruel crimes online.
However, the military has not yet been able to stimulate terrorists to prevent them from killing hostages in anger. Secondly, the military also needs to observe the situation at the crime scene through live broadcast, so it tolerates the existence of such live broadcast.
Now, the military has grasped the situation of the terrorists and completed the layout. After An Zhengming was "shot", he immediately cut off the network and launched a surprise attack.
An Jingrui let out a long breath and said, "I'm driving there. If anything happens, please notify me in time."
Then he hung up the phone, stepped on the accelerator, and ran at high speed, regardless of whether it was a violation of traffic regulations.
At the same time, he felt very angry.
Qingcheng is a big city and the Cultural Tourism City is in the suburbs, but Lindsay booked a room at a luxury hotel in the city center. No matter how fast he drove and no matter how smooth the road was, it would still take at least an hour to get to the Cultural Tourism City.
An hour!
Who knows what the war will turn into in an hour?
He could only pray that Zhengming and Xiaoyuan would go well, and that when he arrived at Wenlv City, he would be able to see them in good health.
However, the cruelty of war and the cunning of terrorists still exceeded his imagination.
When he arrived at Wenlv City, he only saw An Jingwei, not Zhengming and Xiaoyuan. An Jingwei's face looked solemn.
He felt nervous, opened the car door and rushed out: "How are Zhengming and Xiaoyuan?"
An Jingwei patted him on the shoulder and told him to calm down: "All the hostages have been rescued, and almost all the terrorists have been captured, but..."
An Jingrui said anxiously: "Just what? Say it faster."
An Jingwei said: "The leopard and wolf ran away..."
The military used anesthesia-type smoke bombs provided by Xiaoyuan to lock the target space. When the terrorists were distracted by Zhengming's shooting, they fired the smoke bombs together and successfully narcotized the terrorists instantly.
However, when the military searched the scene, they found a seriously injured soldier behind the shopping mall.
The soldier's uniform was also stripped off.
The soldier said that he encountered a chokehold attack by a terrorist suspected of being a jackal. The two sides briefly fought and both were injured. He fell into a semi-conscious state, and the other party took off his military uniform and left quickly.
In other words, Jackal is very likely to disguise himself as a soldier of a great power and look for An Zhengming in the huge cultural and tourism city.
The military has mobilized a lot of manpower to fight against terrorism this time. However, the Cultural Tourism City covers an area of more than 8000 acres, with no one living within hundreds of meters around it. There are also some areas near the river and mountains. No matter how many manpower the military mobilizes, it will not be enough. to seal off the entire Cultural Tourism City and monitor every corner of the city.
Jackals are now like evil spirits that haunt the night, hiding in the darkness, wandering back and forth, looking for opportunities to harvest the lives of living people.
An Zhengming, who was undergoing treatment, heard about this and asked to return to the scene immediately to lure the jackal with himself.
Major General Huo did not agree.
But An Zhengming insisted: "The jackal is coming for me. As long as there is any chance of killing me, he will not give up. Otherwise, he will definitely escape."
"He may even have prepared a way out for himself."
"If he succeeds in escaping, he will definitely intensify his efforts and make more trouble, and he may even find my family."
Major General Huo was convinced by him.
He put on his military uniform, dragged his injuries, and went to war again.