At this moment, a trembling voice came from inside: "Don't, don't, I'm the only one left in it. Boss, I'll come out, don't shoot."

Then, a middle-aged fat man with his hands on his back walked out and said as he walked, "Don't shoot, I'm the boss here, and there is no one inside."

The gunman, after the target left, was mixed in the crowd and slipped away.

Ye Se walked up to the front and asked the boss: "Is there really no one?"

"Yes, yes, there is really no one else, except," the boss said before he finished speaking and was immediately interrupted by Yese.

"You all go back, the secret service took over this case." Ye** said to the police at the scene.

As soon as this sentence was spoken, it was terrifying.

"Director Ye, then we will withdraw." Li Jiapeng pretended to be relieved.

"Yeah." Ye Se snorted.

"Let's go, brothers." Li Jiapeng shouted lazyly, and the police who came to hear the news scattered.

They like this the most.

However, Yesai did not ask the secret service staff to come, and he walked into the dance hall alone.

The boss who was interrupted by him just now was what the boss wanted to say, and there was only one dead body left in the dance hall.

Yese knew that this dead body was shot at Liu Xuecheng and was beaten to death by Li Jiapeng.

Except for him and Li Jiapeng, he didn't want anyone to know.

As he expected, within less than ten minutes, Li Jiapeng returned the same way and walked into the dance hall again.

"Where is the boss?" Li Jiapeng asked.

"I drove away." Yese said this, walked to the door and closed the dance hall door from inside.

He just warned the boss that if the news spread tonight was a little bit like this corpse, the boss would lie on the ground and never get up again.

The boss swears several times before he ran away in the sharp eyes of the night.

"How is your wound?" Yese asked with concern.

"It's okay." Li Jiapeng replied, the man was already squatting next to the corpse.

He used his uninjured right hand to touch the body's clothes inside and outside.

As they expected, nothing was there.

Ye Se picked up the gunman's pistol, which is a common specification and model, without clues.

Li Jiapeng looked through the deceased's face, neck and hands again, without any obvious characteristics.

Their inspections did not gain anything.

"What should I do if the corpse?" Li Jiapeng looked at Yese.

"I'll call and ask someone to deal with it."

Ye Se walked to the bar and informed his hands to come down to collect the body.

The two of them left when they came.

When he arrived at Zeng Yunfeng's residence, the first thing Ye Se had to do was to be a doctor by himself and perform a minor operation on Li Jiapeng.

Since he took office as director, another obvious benefit is that no matter what, including very difficult gunshot wound medicine, is much easier than before.

"How do you?" Zeng Yunfeng asked curiously as he looked at Ye Se with both hands busy and kept working.

"Learn a little with Yao Ai." Ye Se began to disinfect the knife with alcohol.

There was a bullet in Li Jiapeng's left arm and it had to be taken out.

"Hold him." The night color was not yet at the level of anesthesia. Once he started to use the knife, Li Jiapeng would feel the pain of scraping his bones and healing his wounds.

"Don't worry." Li Jiapeng smiled at the night color.

Night nodded silently.

He understands Li Jiapeng's mood, but if it is him, it's the same.

Yese picked up the knife and decisively cut it down on the wound on Li Jiapeng's left arm.

The blood gushed out and flowed down his arms, falling into the basin that had been placed underneath.

Li Jiapeng's teeth were clenched together, and a small bag with clear water horns bulged out from both sides of his cheeks.

A thin layer of sweat emerged from his forehead.

The palms, together with the arms, were jumping stiffly.

Zeng Yunfeng stood aside without any movement, staring at Ye Se's actions without distraction, as if the knife of the operation was not stabbed on Li Jiapeng.

He believed that his comrades would not need anyone to help.

Yese's hand did not hesitate, holding a knife in one hand to press the cut hole he cut, and holding tweezers in the other hand to look for bullets in the wound.

He was not proficient in his movements, and the cuts were not standardized, but he could vaguely see the bullet.

"Hold on!" As soon as the words fell, the knife stabbed into the wound for the second time, and it became deeper.

"Yes." A slight sound came from Li Jiapeng's nose.

His body trembled and he quickly returned to peace.

This time, Ye Se used tweezers to accurately pick up the bullet and threw it into a white porcelain bowl next to it with a "boom".

"Dong Longdong." The bullet bounced in the porcelain bowl a few times, and the blood color left a series of dazzling marks at the bottom of the bowl as it jumped.

"Look," Zeng Yunfeng raised the bowl and brought it to Li Jiapeng, and said with a smile: "It's such a broken thing that hits your arm."

After Ye Se's first surgery, he sewed five stitches on the wound for the first time. He quickly brought a joint with his hands, used scissors to interrupt it, poured some alcohol directly on the wound, and wrapped it with bandages.

"Just such a broken thing makes me exhausted." Yese put down everything and sat on the chair. He felt that his whole body was in pain, especially the muscles of his arms, which were sore and painful, as if he was the injured person.

"Come on, thank you for your hard work, so make you happy. Xiao Yu and Xiao Kong brought the household registration documents of the remaining six people on the list of ten people they searched. I will hold them to you and take a look." Zeng Yunfeng raised all the original household registration documents, with words, whose surnames and names, where they live, and photos, so that he can see clearly what this person looks like.

The convenience of the police station is here. Take the original one first and return it after you have finished reading it.

Li Jiapeng smiled and said, "These two boys, okay."

Being able to bring the original means they are mixed up.
Chapter completed!