The staff member nodded anxiously, "He's there, but there's a couple sitting next to him with two children."
If Sha Zhengsheng was not held down at the moment of action to give him time to react, the two children sitting next to him would be the first to become hostages.
Wen Mingguo said, "Sha Zhengsheng bought a ticket to get off in Qianyue City. He doesn't look like he's going to do it during the day. I don't believe he won't go to the toilet before dark."
Catching someone while they are using the toilet is the least likely way to drag others down.
When Wang Shuning was taken to the staff compartment and learned that Sha Zhengsheng might attack him, he was shocked.
After the police caught the murderer, they released him as if he was innocent. Qu Yongming has confessed his guilt and been imprisoned. Now it is discovered that Sha Zhengsheng is the murderer. There are one twist after another. Are today's murderers so smart?
By three o'clock in the afternoon, Sha Zhengsheng was still sitting on the chair with no sign of getting up.
While the train was stopping at the station, Wen Mingguo took two people and walked around the middle carriage from the outside to the opposite side.
If Sha Zhengsheng wanted to take action against Wang Shuning, he would definitely pass through the aisle between the two carriages. It would be safest to capture him in this place.
The policeman, who had never shown his face, pretended to be a passenger and sat on the ground. The original guests were quietly asked to go to another place.
Through the car window, the sun slowly set below the horizon. After dinner, the sky outside gradually fell into darkness.
Many passengers in the carriage began to close their eyes and sleep, and the noise was much quieter than during the day.
The moment he saw Sha Zhengsheng stand up, Ji Shaoguo immediately called Wen Mingguo on the intercom to get ready.
He took out a neatly folded handkerchief from his bag and put it in his pocket. He stood up and walked out, walking towards the sleeper car through the middle aisle.
He saw that the passengers sitting on the ground were resting with their eyes closed. One of them looked up at him drowsily before closing his eyes and leaning his head against the wall of the car. His vigilance had long been relaxed as he moved away from Beijing.
Just as Sha Zhengsheng was about to pass through the aisle between the two carriages, Wen Mingguo suddenly rushed out from behind the car wall.
The policeman sitting on the ground attacked Sha Zhengsheng from behind.
Ji Shaoguo pointed the gun at Sha Zhengsheng's head. If Wen Mingguo and the others failed to capture him in time, he would shoot immediately.
A small knife as long as a finger fell out of Sha Zhengsheng's sleeve. He was pinned down by Wen Mingguo and could not move.
The ordinary passengers in the carriages on both sides were frightened and quickly stepped back, looking at the dark hole of the gun, feeling cold in their hearts. If the gun was not shot accurately and hit them, they would be dead.
Soon, Sha Zhengsheng stood up after being handcuffed. He looked around at the policemen surrounding him and sneered, "Bah, that coward Qu Yongming betrayed me so quickly."
Wen Mingguo reached into her pocket and took out the handkerchief. She put it to her nose and sniffed it. It was ether. "Qu Yongqiang is dead. You didn't do what you promised Qu Yongming, but you still expected him to take the blame for you."
On the train, Ji Shaoguo asked Wang Shuning a few more questions. When the train arrived at the next station, they took Sha Zhengsheng off the train and interrogated him while waiting for the return train.
Wang Shuning sat by the window and watched them leave. DNA technology has not yet been applied in criminal investigation cases. If it were in the 21st century, Qu Yongming would not have been able to successfully deceive the police and take the blame for Sha Zhengsheng.
Although Sha Zhengsheng was taken away by Wen Mingguo and others, the staff on the train would always look at Wang Shuning a few more times during the rest of the journey.
After get off work, Wang Jianguo and Song's mother learned that the police had come to their home to look for Wang Shuning and left after asking about the train schedule.
Feeling uneasy and restless.
Song Guiying looked at the door and said worriedly, "Hasn't the murderer been caught and sentenced? Why are they still looking for Xiaoning?"
In the end, no one answered her question today.
It was not until Wen Mingguo and his team returned that the whole case came to light. The news could not be covered up and spread everywhere.
The twin brothers each had two murders on their hands. Qu Yongming killed Cheng Zhiji to avenge his parents, and Widow Qiu also died at his hands.
Sha Zhengsheng raped and murdered two young girls. He was sentenced to a heavier punishment than Qu Yongming and was executed by firing squad.
After learning from Wen Mingguo that her little daughter was fine, Song's mother immediately wrote a letter and sent it to Jinshan Island.
After Wang Shuning got off the train, he just happened to catch the supply ship returning to the island that afternoon.
By the time I got home, I was so tired that I was paralyzed and couldn't even lift my body.
Fortunately, there are still two days before the registration period for school starts, so I can have a good rest for a few days.
"Teacher Wang, you're back. Why do you look like you've lost a lot of weight?" Ding Hui looked Wang Shuning up and down. There was less fat on his face, and he had definitely lost a lot of weight.
"The weather is hot and my appetite is a bit poor." Even if she could hide in the space to save her life when she encountered danger, she would still feel fear.
"Aunt Ding, I saw a lot of patrolling soldiers at the dock. Are the troops returning from the battle?"
Ding Hui smiled and nodded, "They are all back. My old Feng came back half a month ago."
Wang Shuning nodded, opened the door with the key and put the things on the table. The house was full of dust and it would take an entire afternoon just to clean it.
At night, Wang Shuning was so tired that he fell asleep as soon as he got into bed. It was a deep sleep and he didn't have any dreams.
The next day, when I opened my eyes and picked up my watch, it was already 8:13.
The sunlight shines through the white curtains onto the bed, like golden powder scattered by a goddess, making people feel relaxed.
After all, living alone makes her feel most comfortable.
After washing up, I had a corn and a plate of fresh fruits just picked from the space for breakfast.
She put on a straw hat and carried a basket to the market to restock her supplies as she planned to have seafood hotpot for lunch today.
The air was filled with a strong smell of sea salt. The scene of the tsunami two months ago was long gone, and Jinshan Island had returned to its original paradise.
"Teacher Wang is back. Today's shrimps are very fresh and lively. Would you like some?" The enthusiastic fisherman squatted on the ground and greeted her with a smile.
"Half a pound will be enough." A shrimp jumped out and splashed sea water all over Wang Shuning's face. It was really energetic.
I went home, turned on the radio, and listened to the soprano's beautiful and gentle singing while preparing the ingredients. Unfortunately, there was no TV.
She saw a TV in the newly opened shopping mall in Beijing. A black and white TV cost more than 700 yuan, and a ticket was required.
It’s not that Wang Shuning can’t afford it, it’s that the TV and plane tickets are simply unavailable and no one sells them on the black market.
Place the processed ingredients on the table, fry the hot pot base and put it into the pot, then at 11 o'clock, simply add water and light the stove and you can start eating.
The Feng siblings next door were catching up on their summer homework, and they were drooling at the strong aroma of hot pot.
This year's summer vacation is half a month shorter than in previous years, but the amount of summer homework has not decreased.
The previous tsunami kept students at home for such a long time, and the tight course schedule afterwards left them with no time to go out and play.
As soon as the summer vacation starts, I have a lot of fun.
Even Feng Lili, who always finished her homework ahead of time, procrastinated this time.
There are still three days left before registration, so I have to make up for it at home one by one.
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