After a few hours of trial, they could not dig up anything from Zhou Chuan, and they were tired.

Leaving the interrogation room, Ren Yi limped behind Gong Yingxian and complained, "I'm so thirsty. You can't remember to pour me a glass of water with a kettle?"

Gong Yingxian was still reading the information while walking, and he pointed casually: "Water dispenser."

Ren Yi said angrily, "Who blamed me for spraining my ankle like this? Who asked me to investigate the case in the middle of the night? Who tripped me?"

Gong Yingxian looked up at him, and finally found out with conscience: "Wait here."

Ren Yi sat on the sofa in the reception area. He glanced at the office area in front of him. Although there were several rows of identical tables, he could immediately determine which one belonged to Gong Yingxian.

It must be the cleanest and the most neat thing.

He watched Gong Yingxian walk towards the water dispenser against the wall, take the paper cup, and bend to him to collect the water.

The movement of his waist tilted down tightened Gong Yingxian's trousers, making his buttocks and long legs more deliberately emphasized, and the trousers raised up vaguely revealed the harmonious gun cover on his ankles.

Tempting and dangerous.

Ren Yi couldn't help but whistle quietly. He secretly took out his cell phone and took a snap.

When Gong Yingxian stood up straight, his wide shoulders, thin waist, and long hips were still there, and he was embedded in his superior height, as if he had been carefully carved by God.

Ren Yi clicked another one, and then lowered his head and played with his phone as if nothing had happened the moment Gong Yingxian turned around.

Gong Yingxian walked over and handed the water cup to Ren Yi.

Ren Yi took it and took a sip: "What are you going to do next?"

"There are several lines to chase, Zhou Chuan, the bar owner and his competitors, Cai Wan and the other three people in the box." Gong Yingxian rubbed his eyebrows, "You go back to the squadron, I will notify you if you need any help."

"'Notify' me?" Ren Yi said unhappily, "Am I your subordinate? Are you paying me a salary? The correct word is 'ask for advice'."

Gong Yingxian said: "You can speak whatever you want."

"You..." Ren Yi was so angry that he worked so long in vain and was injured. From beginning to end, Gong Yingxian didn't even have the word "Thank you". He is a relatively casual person. It was the first time he knew that he could tolerate this. If someone else had changed, he would probably have turned against each other. "I really don't know how you have survived your emotional intelligence until now. Haven't you been excluded here?"

"I'm here to work, not to make friends."

"How can you make friends with someone like you?"

Gong Yingxian was silent for a moment and said calmly: "You are right."

Ren Yi turned around and left.

Along the way, Ren Yi was comforting himself. A real man should be broad-minded. He was competing with a young and willful rich second-generation. At least Gong Yingxian is competent as a Xinghehui policeman. As long as he can complete the work smoothly, everything else is secondary.

Fortunately, he was indeed a big-hearted person and soon became angry. He remembered the photos he had just taken, so he took out his cell phone and looked at them carefully. The more he looked, the more he felt a pity. He had a good face, but his personality was so annoying.

He turned off the album, turned on the front camera of his phone, and grinned, well, this one in the camera is so handsome and likable.

Suddenly, the taxi driver braked suddenly, his nose hit the screen, tears almost fell, and he shouted, "What's wrong with me, my nose is tens of thousands."

The driver said, "I'm sorry, I'm braked in front of me. Damn, it seems like a car accident."

Ren Yi looked forward through the windshield. There was a riot at the intersection in front of him. Everyone around him was looking in that direction, and some even turned back deliberately.

Ren Yi threw down the sentence "Let's make a statement", got out of the car and walked towards the intersection.

As soon as he arrived at the scene, his heart trembled and his scalp was tucked.

A car and a motorcycle collided head-on. The motorcycle driver's body penetrated directly and stuck to the front windshield of the car. The glass pierced into his waist and abdomen, just like blood bleeding in the slaughterhouse. The scene was extremely tragic. The driver's situation was hard to see outside the car, but it was probably not optimistic. The accident also caused two rear vehicles to rear-end, and the remaining motorcycle that was thrown away was pressed on a passerby. A boy next to him was sitting on the ground and crying. Two girls blocked his sight and the other tried to comfort him with a doll.

At this time, several people were trying to lift the residual motorcycle body up to save people.

Ren Yi didn't care about the pain in his feet, so he ran over and took a look, shouting, "Don't move!"

Those people were stunned.

"Have you called 120?"

"Fight, beat."

“Did you describe the situation?”

“Described.”

Generally, as long as the person who reported the Harmonious Police officer clearly described the situation at the scene, such an accident will be linked to 119. However, to be safe, Ren Yi still called Gao Ge and lie on the ground to check carefully.

The injured was a young mother. The motorcycle wreckage was not only pressed on her body, but part of the frame also penetrated her arm. She was still conscious but had difficulty breathing. Ren Yi received basic first aid training and saw that the piercing position of the frame was exactly between the carotid artery and the brachial artery. Once it moved, it would cause heavy bleeding.

The phone call happened to be connected, and Ren Yi asked, "Have you received the Harmony Police from Boai Road?"

"Car accident, received."

"Take a ladder truck, come quickly." Ren Yi hung up the phone and said to the enthusiastic passers-by: "I am a firefighter, now I will follow my command. Two ladies, please bring her son to the side. Please give him a hand to the Harmony Police. You three, lift the car gently, don't touch her arm, keep carrying it, and change people if you are tired."

Ren Yi directed three men to lift the wreckage of the motorcycle to reduce the pressure on her organs. After repeatedly reminding her not to touch the frame on her arm, she turned around and ran towards the car accident.

The driver of the third rear-end sedan had already gotten out of the car and it seemed that he was not injured, while the second rear-end sedan had no movement.

Ren Yi ran to the car and lay on the window and looked in. The driver was already unconscious. He looked at the motorcycle riding on the windshield again. Although his face was covered with blood, he could vaguely recognize that he was just a teenager in his teens.

Ren Yi gently held his wrist hanging outside, and there was a trace of pulse, which was very weak.

At this time, he heard the sound of the sirens and looked up and saw that the rescue vehicle of their squadron was driving from afar.

The ambulance arrived almost at the same time.

Gao Ge was the first to jump out of the car.

Ren Yi shouted: "Gaoge, drive the ladder truck to the front and prepare the rope. We want to lift the person up. Sun Ding comes with hydraulic pliers, Cui Yisheng, take the chainsaw and go there, and then one person checks the rear-end driver of the second car!"

The war harmony soldiers of the Phoenix Squadron began to cooperate tacitly and in an orderly manner.

On this side, Sun Ding used hydraulic pliers to pry open the deformed cab door. They assisted first responders to lift the driver who was unconscious with a head hit and placed it on a stretcher.

On the other hand, Cui Yisheng carefully cut off the motorcycle frame with a chainsaw and rescued the young mother from under the motorcycle wreckage. The first responders immediately stopped bleeding and rescued her, but the metal frame that had been pierced into the artery had to be taken out by the surgeon at the hospital.

The driver of the second rear-end car was also rescued. She was just hit by the airbag and was temporarily unconscious, with minor injuries.

The hardest thing to deal with is the motorcycle rider.

While giving him an infusion, the first responder shouted: "Captain Ren, he is in shock!"

Ren Yi said: "Gaoge, are you ready?"

"It's ready." Gao Ge controlled the ladder and stopped above the car. A Zhan Harmony man climbed onto the ladder and hung a rescue rope from it.

Several people put the rescue belt on the boy's hip bone, connected the snap on the belt to the rope, and adjusted the length.

The two of them carried the boy's legs outside the car, and let Yi get into the car and take off his shoulders.

The young man was tall and strong. If he didn't use ropes to fix it, they were not sure that he could stabilize his body at such a position and angle. He was still stuck in his body with a fatal laminated glass. Any mistaken movement might immediately kill him.

Suddenly, the boy moved for a moment and opened his eyes slightly. His childish face was as pale as paper, full of scars, and blood was flowing all over his face, and even the ends of his hair and eyelashes were dripping blood. His eyes were dissipated, his lips were trembling, and he said in a faint voice: "...Save...I..."

Blood dripped on Ren Yi's face and body.

"Stand by." Ren Yi said calmly, "We will save you immediately, you must hold on."

Cui Yisheng stood aside with a chainsaw in his hand and took a deep breath: "Is it OK?" He looked at Ren Yi nervously.

Ren Yi nodded.

Cui Yisheng's eyes were covered with sweat. He blinked hard, opened the chainsaw, and began to cut the windshield, cutting the glass that pierced the boy's abdomen down the entire piece along the lower edge.

As soon as the glass separated, Ren Yi ordered Gao Ge to raise the ladder slightly. The rope stabilized the boy's body. In addition, someone was holding his head and feet. They successfully lifted the boy out, then carefully turned over and placed it on a stretcher.

There was a row of glass inserted into the front abdomen of the boy, forming almost transverse scars, and the internal organs were clearly visible.

"No more breathing!" Two emergency personnel immediately wrapped tourniquets on him, injected adrenaline, and performed cardiac resuscitation.

The soldiers stood aside and watched the emergency personnel connect the defibrillator to him and start electric shocks, once, twice, three times... His electrocardiogram was like a calm lake, and he could no longer have a ripples.

The first responder sighed: "Diet time, 14:26..."

Ren Yi closed his eyes, and what appeared in front of him was the dying look of the boy, which was the desire to survive that was still struggling deep in his soul.

The War Harmony Warriors who participated in the rescue all lowered their heads.

A person's time from existence to death can be shorter and easier than a flower withering.

After returning to the squadron, Ren Yi changed his clothes, looked at the bloodstains on it, and was silent for two seconds, and suddenly threw the clothes to the ground.

———

When the weekly meeting was held in the evening, Ren Yi looked depressed when he saw Zhan Harmony, comforted them, and then asked each team to take turns to report on the work.

After the report was completed, Ren Yi asked the three new members to summarize the work of the first week of joining the squadron.

In the past, the first year of the new army and the Harmonious Scholars could not enter fire sites or other dangerous areas. The first year was basic study and training, and then they had to ride a bicycle to get a familiarity with every inch of land in their jurisdiction, where there were key units, where there were fire protection facilities, where there were high-rise buildings, where the roads were narrow, where the terrain was complex, everyone had to be clear about them and draw a map.

Given that the full-time firefighters recruited now are experienced and can go to the front line when needed, but this step is not missing when familiar with the jurisdiction, so this week, the three of them are walking around the streets every day, which is a lot darker.

The three of them completed their work impeccable, and it was a smooth integration into the team.

Ren Yi was very pleased. After all, he often was not in the squadron during this period, and the squadron was as stable as usual.

After the meeting, only Ren Yi and Qu Yangbo were left in the conference room. Qu Yangbo asked me about the investigation of the bar fire.

Ren Yi roughly told him about the progress and complained to Gong Yingxian.

"This case is very close. I guess the police are under great pressure."
To be continued...