Yang Lin returned to the city and headed straight to the police station.

His goals are clear and he is in a hurry.

Previously, after Zhang He was defeated, he ran and fled.

Although he didn't catch up with him, he didn't know which path he took.

However, judging by the direction, I could probably guess the other party’s whereabouts.

The Yegouling Yuewang Temple is actually not far from the suburbs of Hangzhou. Apart from this big city, there are no other big towns around...

Zhang He was injured after a broken arm, so the most important thing he should do is of course to treat the injury.

In addition, he committed many crimes in Hangzhou City, and has been going on for three or four years.

It would be impossible to say that he has no place to live in Hangzhou.

Therefore, according to common sense, Zhang He should have returned to the city and rushed to his lair.

As a martial arts practitioner, he is often injured and will prepare some first aid medicine at his residence.

There is no doubt about this.

Although Yang Lin couldn't find where he lived, someone would know.

When Yang Lin asked the patrolman Tan Shan to drink that day, he said a lot.

He knew that although Yang Ying had a deep affection for her best friend and was eager to take revenge, she could not find her goal.

The reason I ran to the Yuewang Temple in Yegouling was because someone guided me.

In other words, someone deliberately used wrong news to lead her over.

The purpose is naturally not so pure.

The person who told the news was the confidant of the inspector of the police station, his brother-in-law Qian Xingfa.

This matter was originally done invisible.

If Yang Lin had not rescued his fourth sister, or Tan Shan had not overheard the conversation between them, no one would have known the origin of this matter.

Then, the question is here.

Since Qian Xingfa could lead Yang Ying to Eagle Ridge and know that it was the residence of the plum blossom thief Zhang He, what else did he know?

It would be unreasonable to say that there is no secret interaction or communication between them.

In view of this.

Yang Lin knew what he should do.

Seeing that he had arrived at the police station, he tied the horse to the pillar beside him, and without hesitation, he entered the door directly.

I don’t know if it was because the meal time had just passed, the police officers went to the cafeteria, and no one was guarding the door.

Yang Lin looked at the distribution of the buildings and soon found the office of the inspector of the Police Office.

Two rich doors were open, and there were voices coming from inside.

Yang Lin crossed the threshold and met two patrolmen. Seeing that the other party wanted to go forward to interrogate, he waved his hand and smiled, "Inspector Wang asked me to ask."

So, the two patrol officers no longer doubted. One of them looked old-looking middle-aged, and replied enthusiastically, "Mr. Wang had just used wine and rice and was drinking tea. This gentleman came by chance. If he was a little later, he would have to take a nap. I'm afraid there was no time..."

"Thank you."

Yang Lin raised his hand and flicked it between his fingers, and a silver dollar fell into the middle-aged man's hands.

He smiled and waved his hand, followed the pointing point, and pushed the door into a large room.

The room is extremely elegantly decorated, with mahogany furniture, shining softly under the sunlight outside the window.

Wang Zhenwei held a Hard door in one hand and laid it on the armrest of the chair with the other hand, making him feel lazy and sleepy.

Hot steam emerged from the tea on the table.

Qian Xingfa lowered his head and was talking.

The two patrolmen stood upright, with their eyebrows down and no words.

Yang Lin pushed the door and saw this scene first.

Hearing the sound, the few people turned their heads and looked at him, and they were all a little surprised when they saw it was him.

Qian Xingfa's eyes were a little flustered and scolded angrily: "Who asked you to come in? This is the police station..."

"I know."

Yang Lin had a smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes.

His hands spread like phoenixes, and they suddenly rose and closed. His palms broke through the wind and slashed the necks of the two patrolmen beside the door.

The two of them just put their fingers on the holster at their waists.

He had already suffered a heavy blow on his neck, his eyes turned pale, and he fainted on the ground.

At this time, Qian Xingfa had already reacted and immediately pulled his gun in his hand.

Before I raised my arms, a figure flashed in front of me, and the strong wind blew, and my chest was filled with severe pain.

His body was stiff and he flew backwards involuntarily, hitting Wang Zhenwei behind the desk.

Wow...

A gunshot.

Wang Zhenwei was originally aiming at Yang Lin's muzzle and had no time to change direction. The bullet hit Qian Xingfa who was flying in the air, splashing a bloody flower.

Before he could shoot again, he had just left the recliner, his neck tightened, and Yang Lin had already pinched his throat with one hand and lifted it up.

At the same time, he felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and a jingle sounded and his pistol fell to the ground.

"Where are you playing guns with me within seven steps? Inspector Wang, you lack common sense... The names of the four heroes in Hangzhou are somewhat inconsistent with the names."

In fact, Wang Zhenwei's shooting skills are not that unbearable.

As soon as he saw Yang Lin enter the house, he drew his gun and fired.

In just less than a second, he judged that Yang Lin was not in good intentions, then pulled out the short gun under the table, raised the gun, aimed and activated it, and did it in one go...

Unfortunately, he was facing a Mingjin master who was very familiar with modern firearms and was even more wary of his heart, and he had no chance at all.

In Yang Lin's understanding, whether it is a knife, a sword, or a modern firearm, it is actually a kind of weapon.

And weapons are ultimately used by people.

Put it in different hands, it has different powers.

Some people can be super gods and kill all directions with one shot in their hands.

Some people shot in their hands, like holding a fire stick.

There are various influencing factors, such as whether the environment is suitable and how powerful the opponent is?

Also, the agility of the skills, the response speed of the nerves, and the dynamic vision of the eyes are all closely related.

Judging from Wang Zhenwei's actions just now, Yang Lin had to admit that if the other party was pulled away from him and had a suitable environment, it would indeed pose a great threat to him.

Even, they may not be close to him.

But if, just if.

The environment in front of you is obviously not suitable for gunmen's attack.

Since Yang Lin broke into the other party's office, in this not too spacious environment and without too many covers, he stepped in front of Wang Zhenwei in less than 0.3 seconds.

In addition, for the sake of insurance, they collided and made Qian Xingfa block the shooting angle.

Therefore, Wang Zhenwei was not wronged.

"Master Yang San, I, Mr. Wang, don't seem to offend you, right?"

Wang Zhenwei raised his hands slightly in front of him, indicating that there was no threat.

He was pinched on his neck and still forced himself to speak: "You have thought about it. The crime of attacking the police station is very serious. Even if your Yang family is in the tutor, it is difficult to talk to you."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Yang Lin sneered, his eyes turned cold: "I'll do it, I'll just ask one thing, where does the plum blossom thief live?

Since I dared to join forces to plot against my fourth sister, don’t I have the courage to admit it yet?”

"Plum Blossom Steal, you mean the scum of the Flower Picking Dude, how could I know?"

Wang Zhenwei looked unfair, and felt that Yang Lin's force of pinching his throat was slightly relaxed, and he quickly said, "I can swear that if I knew where that guy was, I would definitely arrest him and arrest him. I would be a typical example in front of the people and shoot him on the spot."

"Play, continue to act."

Yang Lin sneered.

Wang Zhenwei felt the chill in his heart getting heavier and he looked up and saw the cold light like a knife in Yang Lin's eyes. He moved his heart and suddenly turned his head, pointing to Qian Xingfa who was lying on the ground and moaning, and shouted sternly: "It's you, are you? What did you do behind my back? Honestly, are you going to kill me? You want to kill your sister, and your nephew who is under one year old..."

"I……"

Qian Xingfa, who was shot in the abdomen, struggled to get up, but he didn't dare to raise it even though the gun was still in his hand.
Chapter completed!