Chapter 10 Chapter 10 Tracking

Sensing the sound of rocks coming from behind, Kuniyan lowered his figure tactfully. Then, the fist-sized stone passed over Kunihiko's head and hit the shoe shine boy's ear violently. Bangyan grabbed the boy by the shoulder, and was about to turn his face away, when he was hit by a stone, so painful that he squatted down and cried out.Crimson blood trickled down through the cracks between the fingers pressed against the ears. Bang Yan immediately turned around, his pair of slightly blue white eyes hidden behind the sunglasses flickered. A young man with a top hat on the back of his head came out from the shadow of a dilapidated house. He was wearing a suit with his shirt open, and a silver pectoral was shining brightly.

The man flicked his key-chain obnoxiously, stepped out into the rubbish-smelling square, and said: "Dude, wait a minute." Bang Yan smiled slightly and asked: "are you talking about me?" The man moved forward while fiddling with the key chain with his left hand. There was an elusive smile hidden on Bangyan's mouth, but his eyes were cold, like a toad jumping on the instep. The man put his right hand into his bosom, showing a mouthful of tea-stained teeth and asked Kuniyan: "why are you laughing?" This person looked like he had just passed his twenties, and his ferocious eyes were bloodshot.

Bang Yan said: "forget it." As he spoke, he deliberately turned around and turned his back to the young man.He stretched out his hand and gently touched the head of the boy who was still squatting on the ground, and wanted to lift his legs to walk away, but the back of this black outfit also looked elegant. "Bastard, stop for me!" The young man yelled, and hurried to catch up. He stretched out his right hand to grab the collar of the big Kunihiko. Bangyan grabbed the right hand with both hands, bent down suddenly and threw the young man in a circle. The young man was wheeled around with his right hand and fell onto the rubbish heap.

After falling down the man, Kuniyan still didn't let go of the young man's right hand.The young man groaned as his waist slumped and his wrists twisted. Kunihiko raised his spiked sole and kicked the young man in the face. The boy who polished the shoes was about to get up and run away, but Bangyan threw off the boy and hurried to the boy. Bang Yan's leather shoes kicked the tailbone of the boy lying on the ground fiercely, making a crisp sound, and the boy fell headfirst to the ground. He twitched a few times and then stopped moving again. The fog was getting thicker and thicker, and the turbid stream of the gully, which was a hundred meters away, was obscured by the fog curtain and could not be distinguished clearly.Although the jet flying in the sky can hear the sound, neither the airframe nor the marker lights can be seen on the ground.

Bang Yan returned to the side of the young man whose face was bloody from being kicked. A piece of rusted nickel-chrome wire was in the dump.Bangyan picked up the wire from the ground, and after straightening it, it was about 50 centimeters long. The young man was lying on the ground, with bloody foam dripping from his mouth, and he said painfully: "I admit defeat. If I want to kill you, I will do it, so as not to leave trouble. This is better." Bang Yan said indifferently: "I think it's better for you not to be so stubborn. You really want to die so much. I can satisfy you at any time."

As he spoke, he raised his foot to kick him in the face again. The young man instinctively covered his face with both hands, rolled over and fell face down on the ground. Under the face was some garbage and dirt such as vegetable roots and fish bones. The young man coughed and wanted to turn his face away. Bang Yan immediately rode on his back.Although Bang Yan looks handsome and thin when he wears clothes, his actual weight is more than 150 to 60 catties. He twisted the young man's hands behind his back.The more the young man cried out in pain, the harder he twisted and finally dislocated both arms.

The young man's arms drooped.Bang Yan expressionlessly pushed his nose and mouth to the trash. The young man was struggling to resist vomiting, and Kunihiko's buttocks felt the twitch of the young man's back at the same time. The young man was still unconscious, so Kunihiko turned his face around to let him breathe in some air. Bang Yan asked in a low voice: "Say, why did you call me?" The young man gasped and did not answer: "..." "Actually, I know without asking, that shoe shiner is a secret pharmacist, and you are watching." The young man forced out a sentence:

"So what." Bang Yan smiled lightly and said: "I'm not a criminal policeman. The criminal policeman can't afford the clothes I'm wearing." "..." "I'm a customer, and a big one at that. I wanted to talk to you about business in a friendly manner, but you acted recklessly." The young man spat out saliva mixed with blood and said: "Nonsense, who will be fooled by you!" After hearing this, Bangyan became angry and said: "yes--" So he wrapped the rusty nickel-chromium wire around the young man's neck and tightened it bit by bit.

"How many criminal policemen you have met so far have treated you as politely as I do?" Jin Shan, who was arrested at Shishisha's apartment, was not escorted to the Sakuradamon Police Station or the Nogata Police Station, which has a special search headquarters. This was mainly to keep the news reports secret. Jin Shan, handcuffed, sat in the gloomy underground interrogation room. Sitting across a table was Director Kimura with a gentle face.He is in his early fifties, with shiny silver hair on his temples. Behind a table a little farther away, sat an experienced chief of criminal police who was writing records with a pen.

Yanagida Police Department of the Metropolitan Police Department, holding a white and thin baton wrapped with vines in his hand, walked around the room like a wolf trapped in an iron cage. "This is a society that upholds human rights. In my opinion, you can take off the handcuffs for me here. Because even if I want to run, I can't." This is what Jin Shan said, and his shirt has been taken off.His stern face became a little pale from the cold.But his tone of voice was still as if no one else was there. Yanagida snorted, with a contemptuous smile on his cheeks, and said: "We detected a gunpowder reaction from the sleeve of the jacket you're wearing. You've got your tell, and you've got to confess."

"Gunpowder reaction, are you talking about that? Mr. Police Department, that was when I was having fun at the shooting range in Kameido a few days ago. I fired a few shots. I borrowed the gun from a good friend. I think it must have been at that time. There is medicine powder on the sleeve." Although Jin Shan's hands were handcuffed, his shoulders were still in control, so he shrugged. The police department was outraged: "Stop talking nonsense!" "How can this be called nonsense. Can't I go to the shooting range to relieve boredom?" The director with a kind face asked: "Who was that good friend who lent you the gun? When was it?" "I remember very clearly that it was more than three o'clock half a month ago. The person who lent me the gun was the chairman of Beidou Finance, named Eguchi." "Oh, the moneylender. People have been saying lately that you're a pawn for those promissory note collectors. Looks like it's true." The police department slammed the baton on the back of Jin Shan's chair. Jin Shan bluffed and jumped up, saying: "Please don't do this. Don't look at me like this. I also hate violence very much." "I hate it, there's no need to interrupt!" The police department poked Jin Shan's head with a baton. "Oh, it hurts. Don't be so rude. Just ask Eguchi, and you will know if what I said is true or not?" "Hmph, you must have planned with him behind the scenes." "Mr. Police Department, if you don't believe me, you can go to the shooting range and ask. During guerrilla practice, there is a person who specializes in manipulating the moving rake. He records the shooters. If you take my photo to check it, you can do it right away. Clear. It was the first time in my life that I played with that kind of gun sand, and it was really accurate." Jin Shan said. "First time in your life? Bastard, you have to limit yourself to lying." The Liutian Police Department beat Jin Shan on the back of the shoulder with a baton, and the sound was very loud. "Oh, it was too hard. If you hit again, I don't have a pistol. I haven't touched that kind of thing, and I haven't let it go. This is not what I said. Because the evidence is: you searched They searched my house and found nothing." "What did you say?" The police department raised the baton again. Jin Shan fell from the chair to the ground, crying loudly, the director persuaded the police department: "Okay, okay, Liutian-kun, you need to extinguish the fire first..." The police department grabbed Jin Shan's hair and pulled him up and pushed him onto a chair. With a serene smile on his face, the director leaned over the table, put a cigarette in Jin Shan's mouth, and lit it again. Jin Shan held the cigarette with his handcuffed hands and took a deep breath. The Director said in a gentle and gentle tone: "How is it? Let's calm down a little bit. If it's quiet, tell us where the gun is hidden." Jinshan is on fire.He sprayed a puff of cigarettes and cigarettes to the ground, and said in a low and vicious voice: "It's so long-winded, you have to say it a few times before you understand—" Then, with a sudden change of tone, he said: "You gentlemen are really bad enough. After all, why don't you ask about the shooting range and Eguchi?" The lips of the police department trembled a little, and said: "Who listens to your command!" At this time, the director's small eyes flashed brightly, and asked: "Wait a minute, Mr. Jinshan, let me ask you a question. You just said that when you were shooting at the shooting range, it happened to be more than three o'clock half a month ago. Is this true?" "Of course it is true, so what?" The Director's voice suddenly increased: "Just a little before this hour, a postal motorcycle carrying ransom was attacked. Yanagida-kun, I have to go to the shooting range to investigate and check anyway." Yanagida also shouted loudly: "Isn't it. Overlooked that." As a result, the fact that Jinshan was not at the scene and the proof of the cause of the powdered medicine on Jinshan's sleeves was detrimental to the search work.The Liutian police department gritted their teeth with hatred. Jin Shan was released, and he walked down the front steps of the police station with his chest up.But in my heart, I was secretly thinking—— Who is it that framed me?In Hanazono Shrine I was shot and passed out, and my .22 caliber pistol was stolen.The guy who stole the gun must have done it. I'm going to investigate anyway and kill him.How did he know that someone was already following behind him. "I understand, I understand, give me a break..." The young man with a nickel-chromium wire around his neck was sitting under Bangyan's buttocks, and it took a lot of effort to squeeze out such a sentence. He also wanted to loosen the shackles on his throat with his hands, but his arms were dislocated and he was not free. up. Kuniyan loosened the tight metal wire a little and said: "Oh, I finally understand, you are really stupid." The young man opened his throat with great force, sucked in the oxygen greedily, and then asked in a slightly hoarse voice: "What are you going to ask me to do?" Bang Yan said in a low voice: "I want you to lead the way!" "Where are you taking it?" "Don't be stupid, I'm a customer and I'm a big customer. I don't want to pick up the little things, but buy them in pounds and bottles." Bang Yan said with a smile. The young man said loudly: "How is this possible? We are all young people, so we don't have so much inventory." "I want you to take me to the operator." "I don't even know who the operator is. Only our team leader knows the operator." "Where's your group, then? I suppose you've had your fair share of it, and you'll learn from it." Bangyan used the nickel-chrome wire that had been wrapped around his neck again, made a tight look, and said to the young man. Although the young man was already out of breath, he still bluffed and said: "Even if I don't have to suffer, there is no need to hide my name. I am Takabayashi from the Nezu group, and I am a small person. I will thank you when my arm is healed." "It seems that you still hope that your arm will heal as soon as possible. I will pay you for the treatment of your arm. But before that, you have to promise me and lead me to your secret stronghold. Will you Where are you taking me to see Nezu, the team leader of your Yan?" Kunihiko raised his butt from Gao Lin's back and stood up.Gao Lin felt relieved, his back swelled to his heart's content, and he took a long breath. Bangyan ordered: "stand up!" But Gao Lin couldn't stand up by himself, Bang Yan threw away the nickel-chromium wire, grabbed Gao Lin's belt, and pulled him up.Gao Lin bent down and picked up the key chain. The front of Gao Lin's clothes was already covered with mud, and the blood on his face was beginning to solidify. The shoe shine boy had died there.The two strode away in the thick fog. Gao Lin's two dislocated arms were hanging limply. He clenched his teeth and endured the pain. Bang Yan pulled out the 0.38 special revolver he had snatched from the criminal police from his waist holster, and pressed it against Gao Lin's back. Gao Lin squeezed out a hoarse voice through clenched teeth: "Put the pistol away, I've been beaten like this, can I still move around? I'm not that kind of person." His teeth chattered as he spoke. As expected, Kunihiko was also very straightforward, put the pistol into the holster, and said: "Okay, I believe you." The thick fog was mixed with coal smoke, which choked his throat.The two of them walked heel-to-heel to the downstream bank where the gully river entered the sea. Two paper-cut figures emerged from the mist, greeted Gao Lin and walked over.Maybe they were used to seeing Gao Lin's scarred face, so they didn't express any surprise at all. Guchuan is a murky river, reeking of foul-smelling methane.Several small boats were tied to stakes on the shore, and in the oil tanks on the boats there were piles of burning firewood, which made the surrounding night atmosphere more serious.The scattered Martian powder floated to the water surface polluted by viscous oil and heavy oil. On the broken stone road by the river bank, Gao Lin turned left and walked downstream.The armpit was already swollen, so every time I took a step, I felt severe pain due to the vibration of my footsteps.He moved with difficulty, moaning step by step. Bang Yan asked softly: "Haven't you arrived yet?" "It's right there." Facing a dilapidated warehouse made of concrete, Gao Lin raised his chin and gestured.On his face, only his forehead remained slightly intact, but now it was also very pale, and was still dripping with cold sweat. Gao Lin dragged his heavy steps crookedly and approached the iron gate of the warehouse.There are no windows in the warehouse, if there is one, there is only an exhaust vent near the roof, from which a faint light peeks out. Gao Lin kicked the iron gate three times with the toe of his shoe, while Bang Yan listened carefully. After the iron door creaked, a thin crack was indeed opened.The person who showed his face from the door was behind the light, but he could see the flickering eyes. The man asked coldly: "Who brought it?" Gao Lin had no choice but to answer: "It's a customer." The man in the warehouse asked again: "What's wrong with your face?" Bang Yan hugged Gao Lin from behind without any explanation, and used him as a shield to rush in through the crack of the door. Gao Lin's body hit the iron gate, and he couldn't bear the pain any longer and howled. Although Bang Yan had already rushed through the iron gate, he still hugged Gao Lin tightly.Gao Lin's kneecap hit the iron door, his trousers were torn and blood flowed out, Bangyan swung his foot back and closed the door. The terrified twenty-eight or nine-year-old door opener immediately took out a large automatic hand gun from his pocket, and backed up to the edge of the wall. The man looked like a half-breed, with bushy eyebrows and sunken eyes.The gun in his hand was a .45 caliber military standard gun made in 1911. Bang Yan hugged Gao Lin who was about to pass out and asked: "Are you Mr. Nezu?" Nezu pushed open the insurance with his thumb, and said dryly: "So what? Don't get close, if you get any closer, I'll shoot." Bang Yan stepped forward with Gao Lin's bodyguard and said: "Okay, let's shoot. With your marksmanship, if you want to hit me without touching Gao Lin, I think it's impossible."