Wang Youcai is dead.

He did not die at the hands of Hu Yingshao, nor did he die in prison or on the death penalty stage.

Instead, he died in the interrogation room.

"Feel sorry."

Shi Hongfang walked forward and apologized to Tian Hao.

"No, Team Shi, you shouldn't apologize, you just made the choice every policeman would make in that case."

Tian Hao let go of his hand and stood up: "After he was shot and fell to the ground, he still wanted to aim and shoot, which is obvious to everyone."

"I know, but I should still say sorry."

Shi Hongfang sighed: "There is no problem shooting a thug who injured someone with a gun, but he is a key witness no matter what."

Tian Hao originally wanted to say something, but the people from the infirmary arrived at this time.

He suppressed his desire to speak and came to Kim Ping'an's side.

"Is Wang Youcai still saved?"

Kim Ping An asked, covering her chest.

"The heartbeat has stopped just now."

Tian Hao didn't say that Wang Youcai was already cold.

He is a policeman and not a doctor. Although it is unlikely, what if he gets an epinephrodisiac again after two injections?

Tian Hao still had a trace of fantasy in his heart.

"How is your injury?"

Kim Ping'an reached into his hand through his collar, groped for a while, and took out a warm bullet.

"The bullet was blocked by the bulletproof vest, and now my chest hurts a little and I can't breathe."

The bullet that hit Jin Ping'an was very mini, almost as big as a fingernail.

However, even such a small warhead.

If Kim Ping An does not wear a bulletproof vest and the other party hits the key, he will also be in danger of life.

"Even if the bullet is blocked by the bulletproof vest, the impact force generated is still there, and it is normal to feel chest tightness and breathlessness."

Tian Hao took the bullet and wrapped it in a tissue and handed it to Jiang Kaiji who came to check the situation.

Let him send him to the technical department for inspection later.

"Just just in case, I'd better accompany you to the hospital for a check-up."

Tian Hao said after helping Kim Ping'an up.

Kim Ping An waved his hand and signaled that he was fine: "Hey, no need, it's just a minor injury..."

"There are no minor injuries on the gunshot wound. You should know that your internal injury has not healed yet. What if the injury becomes heavier under the impact of the bullet?"

Tian Hao pulled Kim Ping'an out of the interrogation room without saying a word.

During this period, I saw that the two were about to leave Liu Yuan and only gave me a few verbal advice.

Then he cursed at the person responsible for searching Wang Youcai's body again.

"How did you search for your body? A gun was taken into the detachment under your nose! A shooting occurred in the criminal police team, and you don't have to worry about laughing at others when it is spread! Don't you have a brain..."

Kim Ping An only observed a two-second silence for the unlucky policeman when he passed by.

There can be no more, after all, he was the number one victim of the shooting.

The most fundamental reason for all this is that the policeman was not meticulous in searching his body.

If I hadn't been wearing a bulletproof vest, I would have been carried away.

If Kim Ping An really wants to sympathize with the police officer, he can't even sympathize with him.

In addition, someone must take the blame for such a serious matter...

Ahem.

Kim Ping An sat in the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt.

He couldn't help but hissing and squealing as the seat belt passed through his chest.

After all, firearms are firearms, and even if they are not as powerful as mini pistols, their power cannot be underestimated.

The bulletproof vest blocks the bullet with penetrating damage, but cannot block the kinetic energy impact brought by the bullet.

To put it in a more common sense, it is used to describe the feeling of being hit by a mini pistol while wearing a body armor.

That is, someone took the chopsticks and poked the chopsticks hard into your chest.

It is not fatal, but it hurts very much. It will feel chest tightness in a short time when you are hit, and there will be tingling in your chest when you speak.

However, these are not a big problem compared to your own life.

On the way to the hospital, Tian Hao rarely spoke.

No sound throughout the whole process.

Kim Ping'an also closed her mouth because of the pain in her chest because of speaking.

Not long after, the hospital arrived.

Maybe it's psychological.

Kim Ping An felt much better when he smelled the hospital disinfectant and felt that he had improved a lot, and the pain in his chest had been relieved a lot.

After completing the basic examination procedures of internal medicine, the two returned to the ward, Zhou Yinlian's ward.

After receiving a call from Jin Ping'an, Cheng Lejia came to the ward to take care of Zhou Yinlian on his behalf.

He had just arrived not long ago.

Seeing that Kim Ping An was rushing back so soon, Cheng Lejia greeted him curiously: "Why are you back so soon? The interrogation has ended?"

"Yes, it's over, Wang You's dead."

Dong Kim Ping An Shi covered his chest and entered the sofa: "He fired a shot at me in the interrogation room, and was shot and killed by Captain Shi... I don't know how he brought the pistol in."

"You were shot?"

Cheng Lejia's expression became serious: "Is it okay?"

Kim Ping An gave him a blank look: "Jing asked nonsense, this is the hospital, I must have come here after the examination. Except for a little pain in my chest, there is no big problem."

Cheng Lejia breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and then faced Tian Hao: "Please trouble you, Uncle Tian."

Tian Hao did not answer, but looked out the door and closed the door.

This operation made Jin Ping'an unsure so: "Lao Tian, ​​what are you doing?"

Tian Hao came to the edge of the sofa and took out the note that Wang Youcai stuffed it to him from his pocket: "This is what Wang Youcai stuffed into my hand before he died."

Kim Ping'an's heart began to jump up wildly.

The violent heartbeat caused the injury in his chest, making him look both excited and painful.

If you want to give an example, it may be similar to what M looks like when he was abused.

Cheng Lejia came to the two of them with curiosity: "That is to say, what important clues will be found in this font?"

"It's very likely."

Tian Hao nodded: "The reason why he didn't say it clearly is because Hu Yingshao's eyeliner in the detachment is worried that the other party will destroy the evidence."

"Stop talking nonsense and check in quickly!" Kim Ping An urged impatiently.

Tian Hao carefully disassembled the folded white paper. After the paper was completely unfolded, the white paper as big as a palm was blank.

"What...thing!"

How much I was looking forward to it just now, how disappointed Kim Ping An is now.

I thought Wang Youcai had left some key clues, but who knew that he would leave a piece of blank paper to play with them.

Tian Hao was much calmer. He believed that what Wang Youcai had entrusted to him before his death would never be a joke.

Tian Hao put the paper under his nose and smelled it, and immediately understood.

"Lao Tian, ​​I'm joking! Don't be impulsive!"

Kim Ping An was just complaining, but when he saw Tian Hao take out the lighter from his pocket, he panicked: "What if Wang You wrote it in invisible ink?"

Tian Hao used the flames of the lighter to roast the notes back and forth: "Aren't I let the handwriting show?"

"It's acetic acid."

Seeing that Kim Ping'an looked confused, Cheng Lejia was next to him to popularize the principles of science.

"Wang Youcai should have written words with white vinegar. After writing with white vinegar, you can leave no trace on the paper after drying.

Paper fibers corroded by acetic acid in white vinegar are more likely to be burnt. Just bake them at high temperature and will show brown handwriting.
To be continued...