"How to play?" the child asked after he was mentally prepared.

"The game is very simple..." Wen Yiqian walked slowly towards the child.

The child's heart trembled slightly and he couldn't help but retreat.

"Don't be afraid, I just want to get closer." Wen Yiqian's mouth raised slightly, "Otherwise you will suffer a lot when playing games."

As he said, Wen Yiqian stopped when he walked about four meters away from the child.

This distance happened to step on the child's safety warning line, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Then... the game begins." Wen Yiqian took out something that had been pinned on the back.

It was a black pistol. On the way he came, Li Weiguo gave it to him, saying that he could directly kill the criminal at a critical moment when he had no choice.

Wen Yiqian grabbed the pistol and shook it slightly for a few times, but the pedestrians around him did not respond at all.

There are many children holding pistol toys in the amusement park, and no one will believe that this is a real gun.

Wen Yiqian looked at the other party calmly: "Guess, how many bullets are there in the magazine of my gun?"

"If I guess it, I will win?"

"right."

After receiving the affirmative reply, the child's eyes became hot, and he couldn't help but get closer, wanting to carefully confirm the model of the gun.

Because he was wearing a doll suit, he had to observe through the eye holes in the costume. In addition, his vision was not very good, so he didn't see it very clearly.

In order to ensure that everything is foolproof, children do not allow themselves to make any mistakes.

After all, if he loses this game, he will die!

So he couldn't help but approach a little longer.

The distance between the two sides is only two meters, and the child feels a little dangerous.

But at this time, he couldn't take too much care and focused on the gun in the other party's hand.

Soon, he already had the answer in his mind - a police Type 64 pistol with a magazine capacity of 7 rounds!

However, the magazine capacity is 7 rounds, which does not mean that there are 7 bullets in the magazine now.

"Just just now, you gave me five minutes to think, then I'll..." Wen Yiqian smiled slightly, "I'll give you five seconds!"

“5!”

“4!”

Before the child could react, the other party had already started counting down.

Heavy pressure swept over, and as he saw him stunned, the other party had already counted to the last second.

At this time, the child had no time to care about anything else and quickly shouted: "7! There are 7 bullets in the magazine!"

Wen Yiqian neither nodded nor shook his head, but slowly raised his right hand and pointed the muzzle at the sky.

"This is……"

At the critical moment of life and death, the child's brain is running very fast.

He immediately realized what the other party was going to do.

There are indeed seven bullets in the magazine, but what if one shot is knocked out at this time?

Just like the children's previous games, the so-called six threads are all decorations.

The winner is all within his thoughts of the game setter.

The same is true now. The so-called game is just a game for Wen Yiqian alone.

He wanted to have a few bullets in the magazine, and there would be a few bullets in the magazine, and it doesn't matter how much a child guessed.

The winner is all within his thoughts!

The child only felt a sense of suffocation inexplicably, and his whole body was covered with a strong atmosphere of fear.

Wen Yiqian used exactly the method that the child had just used before.

Not long ago, Wen Yiqian easily saw through this method.

However, if the child himself was fooled, he didn't react until this moment.

A deep sense of powerlessness and frustration arises in the child's heart.

He knew that he had lost, he lost miserably, and he was convinced!

However, the scene where Wen Yiqian shot into the sky did not appear as expected.

After Wen Yiqian raised his gun to the sky, his right hand slowly fell down again.

The black muzzle was facing the child who was so close to him!

"Why are you so stupid?" He turned his head slightly, his face as if he was confused and disdainful.

The child's legs became weak and he fell to the ground.

Wen Yiqian then stepped forward and pulled out the other party's head hood.

The child under the headband was a boy who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old.

Because the hood is too stuffy, sweat wets the hair and sticks it to the scalp.

Coupled with the expression of horror, it is hard to remind people of the madman who dares to send bombs to the police station.

It's like a lost young boy who has just been kidnapped by human traffickers.

"You are more than I imagined..." Wen Yiqian narrowed his eyes slightly, slowly leaned his face closer, and gently knocked on the other party's forehead with the muzzle, "Eggier!"

The child was slightly stunned and then started to cry.

...

The child, whose real name is Liao Tong, is 15 years old, and his younger brother, the richest man in Tan City, has been a genius in people's mouth since he was a child.

However, genius and madman are already separated by a thread.

Wen Yiqian is not very interested in this kind of genius rich second generation who has nothing to do to find excitement after eating.

Relatively speaking, he wanted to know more when he could have a meal.

I stayed in the police station until the evening before finally explaining a series of things clearly.

Wen Yiqian, who had a meal a day, had hungry chest on his back. Fortunately, Li Weiguo was a little conscientious and ordered a takeaway for him.

After Li Weiguo finished trial of Liao Tong, he couldn't help laughing when he saw Wen Yiqian, who was like a starving ghost who was reincarnated with food in his mouth.

He could not connect the guy in front of him who even had a silly aura in his meal with the guy in the amusement park who resolved the crisis with one blow.

Especially after hearing all the details in the amusement park from Liao Tong's mouth, Li Weiguo felt a little scared.

In order to ensure that he can leave safely after the game, this madman actually loaded ten bombs in Di Tan City!

If Wen Yiqian had not directly subdued him with his IQ at that time, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Are you finished?" Wen Yiqian's mouth filled with food. After seeing Li Weiguo, he asked vaguely.

"Thanks to you this time." Li Weiguo nodded, with a rare smile on his face, obviously in a good mood.

Liao Tong seemed to be scared by Wen Yiqian, and the interrogation process was extremely easy.

Such a serious case that should have made him anxious was solved so easily.

Even Li Weiguo had a feeling of dreaming.

"No need to thank me." Wen Yiqian nodded and took a few more mouthfuls of rice, "By the way, what should you do with An Zhi?"

"Suspension and investigation." Li Weiguo's face was slightly dark.

Wen Yiqian didn't say much, thought for a while, and asked again: "Our previous agreement is still counted, right?"

"Of course." Li Weiguo affirmed.

"Actually, that rear-end compensation... was my fault..." Wen Yiqian wiped his mouth silently and said shyly, "If you ask you to pay 100,000 yuan, I think it's a bit too much, but I'm really a little poor now."

He paused, "How about this, I will lend you this money. I will pay it back to you slowly when I have money, okay?"

Li Weiguo was slightly stunned and shook his head: "No need."
Chapter completed!