Rise From The Doom Chapter 391

There were six people running out, wearing hospital uniforms, surgical caps and masks, and it was hard to tell them apart from their bodies. The police officer who was staring at them could not help but pull the trigger, the gun body stimulated everyone's nerves, fortunately they always remembered their identity as police officers, and no one shot.

"Of the six people, is Liu Wei An amongst them?" Although no one said anything, Yan Deming was sure that this question was raised in everyone's heart.

"If the inner circle doesn't move, the outer circle must arrest all those who run out and ensure that not a single one is leaked." Yan Deming said coldly, his voice filled with killing intent.

Bang!

Another police car exploded after being hit by a bullet. The flames soared into the sky, causing the police officer hiding behind to scream out miserably as his body was covered in flames.

"That kind of bullet, the bastard." Separated by a car, the captain could tell that the model of the bullet was the same as the one used to shoot Chief Zhang Tianlong. Only this type of bullet could penetrate the police car and hit the gas tank on the other side.

Bang, bang, bang …

The gunfire had a certain rhythm to it. It was neither fast nor slow, and its accuracy made one's scalp tingle. With every shot, one of the policemen would die. It was basically a fatal shot. There wasn't even a chance to scream. The police car was no longer able to hide. In Liu Wei An's eyes, it was as transparent as a crystal.

The glass of the police car exploded, and a bullet whizzed past, almost hitting his head. The wind from the bullet caused his face to hurt, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

"Bureau Chief, let's fight back!"

In the blink of an eye, more than twenty people had been killed, and the police couldn't take it anymore. Bullets were specifically used to protect those who rushed out, and anyone who wanted to get close to the hostages was mercilessly shot. The range of the sniper rifle was less than two thousand meters, while the police officers outside were about three hundred meters away from the clinic, which was the best range for sniping. After a dozen or so casualties, no one dared to charge forward again.

Yan Deming stared at the clinic. Liu Wei An was more difficult to deal with than he had expected, and he wasn't 100% sure that the person who shot the gun was actually Liu Wei An. According to the normal logic, the five hostages that were released were just a decoy, and Liu Wei An was still in the clinic.

There were still seven hostages inside the clinic, no, eight of them, plus the policewomen who came to deliver the hostage, eight of them made him abstain from shooting rats, the hand he held high up, he couldn't fall no matter what, another two police cars exploded, the flames shone in the night, and the mournful screams were like a knife, piercing the hearts of every cop present.

The defensive line was broken into pieces. The police officer who was hiding behind the police car had terror in his eyes. Who wasn't afraid of death? Obviously, who would be willing to be a target?

"Move back fifty meters!" Yan Deming issued an order that he was most unwilling to give.

"We can't retreat!" The captain was extremely anxious. He had been counting on the Chief to take revenge. However, not everyone was as hot-blooded as he was. They were all eager to leave as soon as they heard the word 'retreat'. They lowered their bodies and rushed to the second layer of defense.

Almost at the same time Yan Deming gave the order to retreat, the small clinic's door opened. Seven hostages rushed out, running in every direction with their lives on the line.

"Capture them quickly!" In less than five seconds, he had caught up to the nearest hostage, who was right next to him. The leader then used his silk hand to trap the hostage, and with one entangle and two kicks, the hostage instantly lost his ability to resist, and his entire body became limp, as if he had lost his bones. He opened his mouth and glanced at the hat. It was a white-haired old man, not Liu Wei An.

"Be careful of a trap — —" It was only then that Yan Deming's voice rang out.

"Tie it up." The captain completely ignored Yan Deming's order, throwing the old man aside and rushing towards the second person. The second person, who had barely made it out of the first sealing line, felt his vision go dark and his neck hurt. Then, he lost consciousness. The captain, his face ashen, dropped the hostage on the ground and rushed to the third.

"Stop everyone! We can't let any of them off!" Yan Deming shouted loudly. He noticed that after the hostage rushed out of the clinic, there were no more gunshots. It was easy to give the impression that Liu Wei An was mixed in with the hostage, but he had a faint feeling that things weren't that simple.

"The clinic's on fire."

The hostages were divided into two groups. The first group had already run out of sight, and the second group was about to disappear, but the police, who had retreated and moved forward, were in a mess. They didn't coordinate well, as some of the hostages didn't have anyone chasing them, while the others had seven or eight people backing them. At this moment, someone noticed that the clinic was ablaze.

"Hurry up and save them." Yan Doming remembered that there was still one more important person he hadn't seen. The policewoman hadn't made a sound since he entered the room. He believed that the policewoman definitely wouldn't be among the hostages that ran out, or else she would definitely react. By tying the policewoman in a clinic and setting a fire, it would be able to attract the police's attention.

"The fire's too hot. Call the fire engine." The police rushed to the door of the clinic and immediately retreated. The temperature was too high for them to approach.

There was a fire engine at the scene, a high-pressure water gun was shooting at the flames, the water column hit the glass, and the glass shattered in an instant, but the fire inside the clinic flickered and did not go out. The fire was very tenacious, and it took a good five or six minutes for the fire to subside, smoke and steam billowing through the entire clinic, and without hesitation, the firefighters and police rushed in almost at the same time.

"Wuuuuuu …." A weak groan could be heard.

The police carefully found the female police officer who was covered by a quilt. The quilt was wet by the rain, and one could see that although the police officer was in a very sorry state, her life was not in danger. The police officers and firemen were all surprised.

"Before Liu Wei An set the fire, he splashed my blanket." The policewoman's few words solved everyone's confusion.

"It seems like this Liu Wei An is not so hateful after all." One of the firemen said subconsciously, and immediately noticed that a few policemen were glaring at him. He quickly shut his mouth and hid aside.

The clinic was not big, with two inside and two outside, plus a small storage room. If there was no fire, there would be a place to hide, but once the fire burned, everything was gone, making it impossible to hide. Other than the policewoman, all that was left was a charred corpse. According to the policewoman's information, this was the hostage who had been shot dead by Liu Wei An.

"I'm fine, I want to stay."

After all, she was a policewoman, and was taken away in an ambulance. Yan Deming had to go to the hospital to check, even if he wanted to know more about the situation, he could only ask her about it after she had gone to the hospital. Moreover, the surveillance cameras were still there on the policewoman's body.

Half an hour later, the twelve hostages that ran away were all captured one by one, stripped of their clothes, removed their hats, removed their masks, and restored their original identities.

"There are no abnormalities at the various crossroads. Traffic within a kilometer radius has been blocked, and there are no random passersby."

"The hostages said they don't know if Liu Wei An ran away with them or not. They only allowed us to take down the blindfold the moment they left."

"There is nothing unusual in the clinic. There are no secret passages nor basement rooms."

… ….

The messages came from all directions, and after the system had sorted them out, it was sent to Yan Deming. Every single message sent over made Yan Deming's face turn ugly. All the places that were worth checking out had been cleared out, and no one had been found.

That was the most embarrassing question. The murderer, having killed more than twenty officers in broad daylight, had escaped under their noses. There were more than two hundred officers in the vicinity, inside and out, and not even a single hair of the murderer had been caught.

"Find, dig three feet into the ground. We have to find the person. Whether it's the sky, the ground, or the sewers, if there's even a trace of them, check them all out."

Yan Daiming's voice, without a trace of warmth, was transmitted through the walkie-talkie. At a normal moment, many people would subconsciously refuse such an order, but this time, no one had any objections. All the policemen held their breaths.

Yan Deming came alone to the place where the twelve hostages were being held. All twelve of them were hostages, victims who should have received preferential treatment, but because they were assisting the murderer, they felt guilty and didn't dare to make any demands. After being caught by the police, they were very cooperative and answered every question.

"Let me ask you guys, what do you think the criminal, Liu Wei An, is like during the one hour you've been together with him?" According to his many years of experience, the more complicated the case, the simpler the final mystery would be. In other words, it wouldn't be a simple mystery, but rather, the motive for the crime would be simple. And the most important part would be the perpetrator, who would be the soul of the case.

Through the analysis of the perpetrator, we can understand his behavior and action habits. This kind of seemingly insignificant matter often plays a key role in solving the crime.

"He's vicious …."

"He does things meticulously..."

"He is very principled …"

… ….

South Dragon City, First People's Hospital, Mortal Room.

The morgue was a rather unlucky place in the hospital, ordinary people wouldn't be willing to come here. After sending the burnt body to the door, the ambulance didn't want to go in, and the person receiving the corpse was Old Li. He had been in charge of the morgue for 16 years and had never made any mistakes, but because he had been dealing with corpses for a long time, his entire appearance was creepy, and the doctors and nurses weren't willing to deal with him.

Old Li, like usual, pushed the corpse in front of the freezer. Generally speaking, corpses need to be cleaned and tidied before being put in the freezer, provided that the family members first paid. If not, Old Li was not willing to make a move. The weather was hot now, and the corpses were easily decayed by fire and water. Old Li didn't want to wake up tomorrow to see a decayed corpse and waste a freezer, so he didn't mind.

He lifted the white cloth and suddenly froze. His face was pale and he almost cried out. What did he see? The burnt corpse opened its eyes, and its pair of eyes that were distinct in black and white stared straight at him …

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