Chapter 16

My name is Lin Qianjun, and I am a core member of the Central "Fox Hunting Operation" special situation task force.

This is a special task force jointly established by six major departments of the national intelligence system. It goes directly to Tianting, with the highest level of x-s authorization, and can call all necessary resources in China.

All the team members are in charge of each part and are very busy at work, and I am busier than them.

My responsibility is great, and my task is to open the letter.

On days without letters, my task is to drive.

According to the work confidentiality system in the group, even if you go out on duty, you must have more than two people to travel, and you cannot leave your sight from each other. No one is allowed to act alone outside. If you violate it accidentally, the consequences will be serious.

So I became a hot item.

Because I am young, handsome, polite, easy to talk, can drive, and can't point fingers. I can also change into military uniforms when necessary to avoid unnecessary trouble. When everyone wants to go out, I am willing to call me to go with me, and I am happy to go out and gain some insight.

Today, Mu Yuchen was going to go to the Ministry of Public Security, so he came to call me, and I happily agreed. However, when I came to the team leader to report, the team leader beat a shoulder pole.

I was used by the team leader and drove him and Bai Quanyi to the Beijiao Prison. Mu Yuchen had to go into the city with Tan Liaoyuan, who was tired of seeing each other, which made him look unlucky.

The people in the group were not very talkative except Chen Guanshui, so they were depressed all the way. In the car, I couldn't help but ask the team leader, why did Wang Qinian be sentenced to 15 years for the crime of hooliganism in 1965, but he has not yet come out?

The team leader said that he was sentenced to another five years because he injured someone in prison.

Bai Quanyi said coldly, if this guy hadn't been to the prison, he would have been afraid that he would have been fighting to death in those years, but he would have dared to come out by himself, based on his social experiences that had been in the United States, the Soviet Union, the Kuomintang and the old concessions.

The team leader thoughtful, and then said hatefully: No matter how cunning an old fox is, he can't beat a good hunter.

Halfway through the way, we found a secluded place and changed into snow-white police uniforms.

When I arrived at Beijiao Prison, I completed the procedures with the letter of introduction issued by the Ministry of Public Security and interrogated Wang Qinian.

Wang Qinian was just an old man, and he couldn't tell the exact age. After being taken in by the prison guards and removed his handcuffs, he first bowed to us tremblingly, then curled up on the chair, lowered his head, hunched his back, and said nothing.

The three of us didn't say anything, just sat at the table and looked at him.

Ten minutes passed like this.

It took half an hour like this.

Just one minute passed like this.

The room was still silent.

Suddenly, Wang Qinian bounced a moment, screamed, and his whole body fell heavily from the chair to the concrete floor, making a loud noise.

His neck and torso were first flexed and then opened. His thin body first lifted upwards, then rotated backwards, then turned into inwards, and forwards, and the lower limbs were flexed and turned into strong straightenings. The muscles in his body continued to contract. The appearance on his face was even more ferocious. His eyes were raised, his eyes were rushing up, and his throat spasmed, making a miserable chilling cry. His mouth was first opened and then tightly together, as if he was about to bite his teeth, and white foam flowed down the corners of his mouth, flowing down the ground and forming a pool of nauseating liquid.

Wang Qinian fell to the ground in a coma and twitched, like a pool of rotten meat.

A prison guard who heard the movement opened the door and rushed in, shouting:

"He has had epilepsy, please open his mouth and be careful that he bites his tongue..."

The three people at the table were motionless, just looking at him coldly.

The prison guard panicked and at a loss, pointed his finger at Wang Qinian who was still twitching on the ground, pointed at us again, and shouted stammeringly:

"He...he..."

The team leader waved his head and shouted:

"go out!"

The prison guard was still unwilling to accept it and wanted to meet Wang Qinian by himself.

The team leader slapped the table suddenly and shouted:

"go out!"

The prison guard looked at the team leader blankly, then Bai Quanyi and I, and saw two equally cold faces. He looked at Wang Qinian who was suffering on the ground with pity. He reached out and touched his face, looked at our expressions, slowly retreated, and brought it to the door.

Wang Qinian was still twitching on the ground, screaming from time to time.

The team leader slowly took out the smoke, dispersed Bai Quanyi and me, took one of them, and then lit a circle of fire.

In this way, the three of us smoked cigarettes in the arbitration room.

When a cigarette almost reached the filter, Wang Qinian on the ground had gradually stopped twitching, and his body was soft on the cold ground, as if he had stopped breathing.

The team leader pressed the cigarette butt on the table, threw it on the ground, then patted the table and said softly:

"Wang Qinian, the ground is cold, get up, stop pretending."

Wang Qinian was motionless, like a corpse.

The team leader glanced at Bai Quanyi. Bai Quanyi used his left hand to pull out the pistol from the holster in his back, turned on the safety, gently pulled the bullet into the load, and made a crisp "click" sound.

Wang Qi, who was spread on the ground, moved gently.

When I saw Wang Qinian lying on the ground, I actually wanted to save him, because it would be embarrassing if something happened to such an important person in front of us. But I wanted to listen to the team leader. I saw that the team leader did not move, Bai Quanyi did not move. I was just a person in charge of driving, so I didn't move. But he pretended to be so similar, completely hiding me. I pretended that I was not surprised and watched Wang Qinian get up from the ground with a cold face.

Wang Qinian fell a lot just now, so he struggled to sit on the chair, wiped the foam from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and said with a wry smile:

"Young people nowadays don't know how to respect the elderly at all."

The team leader still had a stern face and didn't say anything, but started smoking again. He was so suffocated that he had just been suffocated.

Wang Qinian sat upright, and I realized that he was not short, with a slender body, a straight back, and almost no white hair was seen on his head, his eyes were smart and energetic, his face was rosy, and there were not many wrinkles on his face. He was an old man who liked him.

Wang Qinian took off his disguise and did not regard himself as a prisoner, as if he was in class, and he had returned to his appearance as a professor in school to guide the country. I have never seen a person who can change his roles so quickly.

He leaned on the back of the chair, stretched out his right hand and pointed at us and said:

"You are not policemen! You are agents. Apart from the clothes you are wearing, you have no intention of concealing your identity. You are so confident that you must have encountered a lot of trouble and remembered me, the old man. Forget it, don't play anymore. As long as you are targeted by you, you can't escape. Tell me, what's the matter with me?"

The team leader laughed and said:

"Okay, it's refreshing! Professor Wang is worthy of being an old man. We are straightforward and ask you to understand the simple and crude aspects."

The team leader took out a document from his briefcase and placed it on the table. Then he took out his pistol from his gun holster and opened the insurance and placed it on the table. Then he dropped the gun and pointed the gun at him.

After making these preparations, the team leader looked at the table, felt satisfied, and lit a cigarette, and then said leisurely:

"The motherland needs you now. This is your approval for medical parole. You can follow us immediately. The other is evidence that you took a gun and attacked the police after you pretended to be sick and paralyzed us. I hope your brain will still work after 18 years of jail."
Chapter completed!