Chapter 1036

【At that time, when the big thief rushed over, I was only a few meters away from him, at most no more than ten meters away. The other party ran fast at that time. If he shot at me first, I guess I wouldn't be able to chat like this today.】

【The guy was holding a spray, half an arm long, thick, really, I think it would be enough to smash a bag on my head if I used it to smash me.】

【When the gun was fired, I was stupid. Have you seen playing frisbee? That guy hit that pad like playing frisbee, and the parts were scattered in the sky!】

【There is no blood in the sky. Paide is not a person, it is a tablet computer!】

Old Twelve drank until midnight and didn't dare to sleep, just blowing water in the family group.

It blew until the morning.

By this time, Old Twelve was not sleepy. He suddenly realized that although it was dangerous yesterday, he was fine at all. Not only that, the experience of last night could let him blow for decades to come.

Unless the country opens up gun control, otherwise, the possibility of ordinary people encountering this kind of thing is too low. The possibility of surviving is even lower.

The people in the village are also very excited. It is rare to hear such exciting stories at such a close distance. Don't look at everyone as if they are very rich, and they are indeed very rich, but the life in Ningtai County is still the life of the county town. The life in Jiangcun Community is more like the life in the village period. It is relatively boring, especially since everyone's life is better now, there are fewer twists and turns and difficulties, and there are fewer materials for chatting.

Therefore, last night, Old Twelve didn't sleep all night, and hundreds of people in Jiangcun accompanied him for half the night.

Some people accompanied him for the first half of the night, and some people woke up after sleeping, found that the information in the group was 99+, and looked all the way, and didn't sleep in the second half of the night.

Of course, in the group of Jiangcun people themselves, there are all kinds of red envelopes.

Exclusive red envelopes for Old Twelve, group red envelopes for joy, password red envelopes for atmosphere, all are sent non-stop.

Old Twelve grabbed various red envelopes while chatting, plus the exclusive red envelopes sent by the elders. By the early morning, the money grabbed was more than the salary Jiang Yongxin opened for himself for a year. Of course, this is also normal. After all, everyone opened a taxi shop not to make money, but for a career!

Dong.

Early in the morning, Jiang Yuan was kicked up by his old man.

Open your eyes and look, 8:01, don't say that the old man is pinching the point, it is somewhat particular.

"I heard you were shot yesterday?" Jiangfuzhen's expression was solemn. He allowed his son to learn forensic medicine back then, considering that this work scene is relatively simple, interpersonal relationships are also relatively simple, and he really doesn't want to do it. If he goes home and kills a cow or a sheep, he can also learn and use it.

But he really didn't expect that Jiang Yuan would encounter danger every day.

Jiang Yuan was still a bit confused when he sat up. He thought about it and didn't speak immediately. He picked up the water cup from the bedside table and took a sip, then poured some water, washed his face with a gurgle, and then woke up, telling the truth: "That person is premeditated. He should have stepped on the spot in advance, specifically at the intersection without surveillance, calculating that we would come over, then threw things on the road to puncture the tires, and then waited for us to get off the car and ambush with a gun. He also carried a long knife of more than a meter, and the success rate was quite high."

If Jiang Yuan prevaricated, Jiangfuzhen would probably worry for a while, but Jiang Yuan said it so clearly, Jiangfuzhen immediately began to enter the state of thinking.

Although money comes easily, Jiangfuzhen still needs a little brain to handle things from time to time.

For a long time, Jiangfuzhen asked: "Then what measures do you have next?"

"Strengthen the defense." Jiang Yuan paused and said: "Some national leaders, like the Japanese Prime Minister, may only bring two or three bodyguards around them. I have brought a lot."

"Then how to strengthen the defense?"

"Daily defense awareness is still the most important. Secondly, you can increase equipment, you can also increase manpower appropriately, and adjust travel methods. If necessary, temporarily increase personnel and equipment." Jiang Yuan said a few points casually, and then said: "I am a policeman. Compared with people in other industries, I should protect myself better."

Jiangfuzhen thought for a while and nodded slightly: "It makes sense. Even if you don't be a policeman, it is appropriate to follow a few bodyguards around you."

"Right." Jiang Yuan wiped his face messily with a quilt, got up and got out of bed, and said: "I also think that someone wants to kill me and catch me, which is not a fresh thing."

Jiangfuzhen agreed and put forward a new idea: "Is it appropriate for us to hire a few bodyguards to follow you to work separately?"

Jiang Yuan decisively left home to work when his old man gradually walked into wild thoughts.

The accompanying is still an Alphard, two Geely with local license plates, and two leading motorcycles.

It seems that there are not many, but that is compared with the scenes on TV. In the environment of Ningtai County, without any big things, the big BOSS in the county doesn't go out so ostentatiously.

It was late when I came back yesterday, and this motorcade drove into the garage quietly.

Coming out today, it is just before noon. The old men and women sunbathing have not left, and the young people who sleep late get up to look for food. Jiangcun Community is full again. Just as it is lively, such a string of cars, flashing lights, and driving out, really surprised many people.

"Jiang Yuan's lineup is a bit big."

In front of the small shop, the crowd pointed and pointed.

"Almost assassinated, it should be like this." Those who can keep up with the rhythm immediately restarted this topic that has been chatted all morning.

Some elderly people are still puzzled: "Assassinating a forensic doctor, is it to steal the corpse?"

"Our community should also hire more people."

"The current security guards are not bad. Isn't there a police kiosk in front? Who will assassinate us?"

"Your ex-wife?"

"Um... it is indeed appropriate to hire more people."

While talking, Jiang Yuan's motorcade passed by. Jiang Yuan lowered the car and greeted the uncles and aunts of the information group in front of the small shop.

"Good boy, pay attention to safety."

"Don't work too hard. If you encounter danger again, think about your home, and there are so many buildings waiting for you to inherit."

"Remember to collect the red envelope!"

Everyone spoke one after another, and their attitude towards Jiang Yuan was very kind.

No matter what, he is considered a child who won glory for the Jiang family, including being assassinated, saying it out, it feels very decent!

Jiang Yuan entered the courtyard of the Criminal Police Detachment, and the motorcade dispersed.

Mu Zhiyang followed Jiang Yuan, changed clothes all the way, and went to the autopsy room.

Bian Yizhang's corpse was placed on the autopsy table. Jiang Yuan only looked at it twice, then turned back, went to the shelf, and took down the box of Corpse No. 1.

In the box, a blue glowing dumpling, shining and waiting there:

Xu Li's legacy: Sorting (LV1)——The life of a stocker is lonely. From the warehouse to the shelf, whether looking up or looking down, customers always treat him as an obstacle, not a living person. Xu Li sorted out his life and felt that he was always an obstacle to the people around him. He is an orphan, a certain social obstacle, and perhaps an obstacle to his parents' life. Xu Li never thought about looking for his parents, but he really wanted to get rid of the obstacle-like identity. He learned to smoke, not because of anxiety or sorrow, just because the owner of the tobacco shop spoke interestingly and seemed to be able to guide his life...