At 10 o'clock the next morning, Zhang Yang received Yang Shoucheng on time and asked him to meet him on the third floor of Jing'an No. 1 Department Store at 11:30 a.m.

Things seemed to be going well. Zhang Yang came to Jing'an 100 five minutes in advance. He was carrying a travel bag containing 500,000 yuan in cash. Because it was Saturday that day, there were many customers in the mall. Zhang Yang looked around and did not find Yang Shoucheng's shadow. After waiting patiently for a while, his phone rang again. This time the phone was changed to a mobile phone number. Yang Shoucheng whispered: "You go to the Peacebird Men's Clothing Department! Don't hang up the phone, come all the time!"

Zhang Yang walked slowly over and finally saw the Peacebird men's clothing counter in the southeast corner. Yang Shoucheng still did not show up.

Zhang Yang whispered: "I have brought all the money, you can come out, let's have a good talk!"

"Okay..." Yang Shoucheng's voice suddenly became excited: "Bastard, you actually brought other people!"

Zhang Yang was stunned. He had already seen a man wearing a white T-shirt and light blue trousers walking out of the locker room. Although he had deliberately set off a beard with glasses, Zhang Yang still recognized him at a glance. Yang Shoucheng turned around and ran towards the escalator in Zhengxi.

Zhang Yang looked to the right and found two burly men who were also rushing toward Yang Shoucheng at the same time.

Yang Shoucheng rushed to the elevator entrance and saw the two men behind him getting closer and closer. He suddenly shouted loudly: "There is a bomb!" The scene suddenly fell into panic. The customers at the mall were frightened by the sudden scream.

The chaos at the scene obviously affected the pursuit of the two men. Zhang Yang carried the travel bag on his back, and he separated the crowded crowd and quietly approached the two men. A little boy cried and was knocked to the ground. Zhang Yang snatched him up and picked him up before he was stepped on, and then handed him over to the frightened boy's father.

After such delays, Zhang Yang fell behind a little and the two of them were almost at the same time. Yang Shoucheng had successfully escaped to the second floor.

The short man noticed Zhang Yang's existence. He turned around and before he could see Zhang Yang's appearance, Zhang Yang had already punched him in the jaw. Zhang Daren's boxing training during this period was not in vain. The uppercutter's power increased, which made the short man fly backwards, hit two customers, and then fell on the elevator.

His companion pulled out a saber from his arms and poked Zhang Yang hard under Zhang Yang's left rib. Zhang Yang grabbed his wrist, twisted it hard, snatched the saber from his hand, and then pressed the blade against his neck with a blade, roaring: "Who told you to come?"

"I'm a policeman!" the man screamed in pain.

At this time, six security guards appeared at the entrance of the elevator on the second floor. They pointed at Zhang Yang and said, "Catch him!"

Zhang Yang pushed the man away, and he jumped from the elevator down here to the adjacent uphill escalator. This time he came to Jing'an was very secretive, and he didn't want to cause too much noise. Two men who were knocked down by him shouted: "Catch him quickly, we are police!"

Zhang Yang had returned to the third floor. As soon as he left the elevator entrance, a security guard waved a rubber stick and hit him on his head. Zhang Yang pushed his arm away, rushed forward quickly, and used his shoulder to resist the security guard's body, and then threw it out to the back.

Because of Yang Shoucheng's bomb intimidation just now, there were not many people left on the third floor. Zhang Yang continued to run to the fourth floor. There were voices of comforting customers from the radio speakers, and the situation on the scene was slightly controlled.

Zhang Yang followed the stairs to the seventh floor of Jing'an No. 1 Department Store, kicked the iron door leading to the rooftop. He came to the rooftop and looked down at the side of the building gate. He saw Yang Shoucheng's figure walking out of the shopping mall gate, getting on a taxi, and driving towards Shanghai Road.

Zhang Yang was very angry. Although he couldn't figure out whether the two people who were chasing Yang Shoucheng were policemen, he knew that he had caused trouble today. Zhang Yang didn't want to contact the police too early. He slid down the seventh floor along the drainage pipe. Soon after, he had successfully landed in the alley behind the No. 1 Department Store.

Two passers-by looked at him in surprise, and Zhang Yang glared at them fiercely: "What the hell is he looking at?"

There is a saying that ghosts are afraid of evil people. Two passers-by were so scared that they left in a hurry and never dared to look at Zhang Yang again.

Zhang Yang did not dare to go to the parking lot to pick up the car, but walked into the Shanghai noodle restaurant opposite the First Department Store, picked a window and paid attention to the movement in front of the First Department Store. Not long after, five police cars roared over. Zhang Yang saw a familiar figure, Qiu Weiye, director of Pingtung Branch. When he came to Jing'an last time, he was taken to the Pingtung Branch because of an accidental murder involving an underground racing car, so Zhang Yang had some impression of Qiu Weiye.

After a while, they saw the police accompanying the two plainclothes men. They were not handcuffed and stood at the door and talked with Qiu Weiye for a while. From what they saw, it was inferred that these two people should be policemen.

Zhang Yang pulled open the travel bag and looked down at the snatched saber. If they were policemen, why did they stab themselves with a knife before they knew their identity, and they were merciless killers when they took action. These people were also policemen?

Zhang Yang remembered the appearance of the two of them. His face came over. Zhang Daren sorted out his emotions and temporarily threw what happened aside to fill his stomach to work better.

Before he finished a bowl of noodles, his cell phone rang.

The phone call was from Yang Shouyi, and he lowered his voice and said, "You lied to me!"

Zhang Yang took out a tissue and wiped his mouth: "Is it interesting to lie to you? I don't know those two people at all. They just said they were policemen..."

"They are policemen, but they are policemen who want my life!" Yang Shouyi's voice seemed a little scared. He should have judged that this matter had nothing to do with Zhang Yang.

"Where are you?"

"It's very unsafe here. I've found someone following me in the past two days... Zhang Yang, those people must have been sent by Xu Changde, I'm very scared!"

Zhang Yang looked around and looked out the window: "Don't be afraid! I brought the money. If you hand over the evidence to me, you can take the money and fly away. Since I promised you, I will not regret it!"

"A police car is coming, I have to leave, I will contact you! Remember, don't let someone follow you!" Yang Shouyi hung up the phone after saying that.

Zhang Yang looked at the phone blankly and became a little depressed. He couldn't eat the remaining half bowl of noodles anyway. He got up and checked out of the Shanghai Noodle Restaurant.

When you integrate into the endless crowd, you will immediately feel a sense of security. No matter what kind of person you are, in the crowd, few people will pay attention to you. Zhang Yang picked a pair of sunglasses at the roadside stall, stuck it on his face, looked at it in the mirror, and then threw down ten dollars with satisfaction.

The meeting with Yang Shoucheng was not going well from the beginning. Now Yang Shoucheng is like a frightened bird, becoming more careful than in the past. But Zhang Yang firmly believes that the 500,000 Yang Shoucheng is extremely important now. After he is convinced that the surrounding area is safe, he will definitely come to him.

At No. 2 Ningjing Road, Dongjiang, Governor Xu Changde sat quietly on the sofa, his two thick eyebrows frowned together, his phone was pressed against his ears, and a low voice said: "Yang Shoucheng appeared in Jing'an."

"You've been staring at him for so long, why did you let him run away?"

"The situation at the scene was very messy, and he seemed to be contacting someone!"

"Who?"

"Zhang Yang!"

Xu Changde remained silent and said after a while: "Will this incident attract the attention of Beiyuan police?"

"No, they won't expose anything about Yang Shoucheng. Their mission this time is to hunt down cross-provincial murderers!"

"Can you be sure it's Zhang Yang?"

"yes!"

Xu Changde pursed his lips vigorously, and then he held half of the cigarettes on the coffee table tightly in his hand, held them into a ball and threw them out: "Don't let him go back to Pinghai again!"

Zhang Yang only took his jeep in the evening and drove back to the Longjiang Hotel. During this period, Yang Shoucheng never contacted him again. Zhang Yang was very uneasy. He was not worried about his situation, but about Yang Shoucheng's safety. If those people were asked to find Yang Shoucheng in advance, the outcome could be imagined. If Yang Shoucheng's guess was true, then those people must have been sent by Xu Changde. They wanted to silence Yang Shoucheng. Only by removing it, then all the evidence of Xu Changde's possession could be erased.

Zhang Yang had already thought about the whole thing very clearly. Now he was undoubtedly extremely passive and could only wait for Yang Shoucheng to contact him actively. This situation made him feel very uncomfortable. Zhang Yang even began to want to report this matter to Guoan and let Guoan provide him with some assistance, so that he could find some clues from the two policemen and follow the clues until he led the commander behind the matter. But this inevitably expanded the impact and Xu Changde was difficult to deal with. This was an old fox. From the secretary of Chunyang County Party Committee Yang Shouyi, Zhang Yang was determined to take the lead and defeated Xu Changde and not have a chance until today. Zhang Yang could not take risks. He had to ensure that Yang Shoucheng handed over the evidence.

After taking a shower, Zhang Yang called the hotel to ask for a package. All he had to do now was to wait patiently.

The doorbell was ringing, Zhang Yang opened the door, and a young waiter walked in with a dining cart. He greeted Zhang Yang politely, then placed the dinner on the table, and finally took out the red wine from the ice bucket: "Sir, this is the red wine specially given by our hotel!"

When Zhang Yang was about to enjoy dinner, he suddenly found that the waiter and Hongjiu took out a pistol with blue light. The waiter pulled out the pistol from the ice bucket, aimed the muzzle at Zhang Yang's chest like lightning, and then quickly pulled the trigger. His hand was steady and powerful, without any hesitation, and the whole movement was completed in one go.

But Zhang Yang's reaction speed was faster than him. When the other party pulled the trigger, his body had already jumped to the side. The waiter chased and shot continuously at close range. The mattress and bedding were shot out from multiple large holes, and down flew into the room, like snow. Because the sound silencer was pre-installed, the gunshot sound was very small. Zhang Yang grabbed the saber and threw it out suddenly. The saber roared out, hitting the waiter's right arm. The sharp blade pierced his right arm, and his hand holding the gun was soft and drooping.

Zhang Yang rushed up like a tiger, grabbed his right arm holding the gun, grabbed his left wrist with his left hand, pressed his body against the wall, and hit the killer's nose with his hard forehead, which immediately knocked the other party to the nose and blood.

The killer was also extremely powerful and held back the pain and said nothing.

Zhang Yang unscrew his pistol, kicked it aside with his feet, then forced him to fall to the ground, cut his hands together, pressed him with his knees, and grabbed the hilt and pulled out the saber that pierced his arm.

The pain made the killer groan, and Zhang Yang said coldly: "Who asked you to kill me?"

The killer didn't speak.

Zhang Yang pulled his left arm away, spread his left palm, and inserted it into it with a knife. The severe pain caused the killer's body to twitch, and the blue veins on his forehead swelled, describing it as terrifying.

Zhang Yang sneered, "Don't say it? OK! I have time. I promise to stab you one hundred and eight times, which will make every knife hurt, but it will never take your life. If you don't believe it, let's verify it now!"

"I don't know...I... really don't know..."

Zhang Yang slowly pulled out the saber and pressed it against his crotch with the blade: "This knife can help you change your sex!"

The killer's spirit had collapsed in front of Zhang Yang's cold-blooded performance. He trembled: "Zheng Shouguo...the address he gave me..."

"who is he?"

"He used to be a policeman from Dongjiang Public Security Bureau...I don't know the others!"

"Very good!" Zhang Yang hit the killer's head with the hilt, knocking him unconscious, and then tapped his acupoint. After an hour, the acupoint would be automatically untied. If the killer was lucky enough, he would successfully escape from here. Zhang Yang walked into the bathroom to clean up the blood on his body, changed into clothes, then picked up his travel bag and left the room.

His residence has been exposed, and Longjiang Hotel cannot continue to stay.

More and more shady scenes made Zhang Yang dare not take it lightly. Instead of going to the parking lot to pick up the car, he chose to go downstairs from the stairs and leave here from the back door of the Longjiang Hotel. Walking on the empty street, Zhang Yang looked around, sure that no one was following him, so he called the Guoan contact number, and he contacted his immediate boss Zhao Jun.

Zhao Jun also felt a little sudden about Zhang Yang's late-night call.

Zhao Jun was very uncomfortable with his commanding tone: "Help me check if there is a policeman named Zheng Shouguo in Pinghai. I want all his information!"

Sometimes Zhao Jun really couldn't figure out who was whose boss. He said angrily: "What are you doing?"

"Hurry up, I suspect this person is related to Andeheng's affairs. I need all the information about him as soon as possible!" If Guoan and his group of people improve their efficiency, they must first arouse their interest. If Zhang Yang tells the real reason of this matter, Zhao Jun will probably suggest that he go to the Public Security Bureau to report the case.

About twenty minutes later, Zhao Jun fed the information: "Zheng Shouguo is 41 years old this year, from Pinghai Jiangcheng, he joined the army at the age of 18. After retiring from the army, he entered the Wenyuan District Branch of the Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau. Later, because of his outstanding work ability, he entered the serious crime team of the Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau. He was transferred to the criminal police team of the Dongjiang Public Security Bureau seven years ago. He accidentally injured an innocent citizen during an arrest operation. He was mentally hit and could not recover. Five years ago, he finally couldn't bear the huge pressure and resigned from the Public Security Bureau. Later, he worked as a security guard in multiple departments. However, he didn't have a long time. His history was very innocent and he had no criminal record."

"Does he have any particularly good friends? How is his family?"

Although Zhao Jun was a little strange about Zhang Yang's question, he still patiently checked him: "Zheng Shouguo's best friend is Fang Dexin, director of Dongjiang Public Security Bureau. By the way, Fang Dexin is still his brother-in-law. He was transferred to Dongjiang to work back then because of Fang Dexin."
Chapter completed!