Chapter 197 Evidence Obtained
The battle was fierce.
Shen Tinglan's mood in the car fluctuated with the battle outside the car.
But Lin Zhizhou's playing style looked somewhat familiar, and I felt like I had seen it somewhere.
Shen Tinglan learned Sanda, so naturally he had some understanding of boxing. He watched with great concentration, but for a moment he really couldn't remember what it was.
Four men surrounded the big leader, and Shen Tinglan's heart tightened, but she only tightened her heart for two seconds. The big leader was too fast. He had just gained momentum when he used the Green Dragon Claw, also known as Barehanded Blade Seizure. His right claw chopped down with such force that the sticks in the hands of the two men were already in Lin Zhizhou's hands.
Shen Tinglan cheered in his heart.
pretty!
Then there was another door-blocking throw, and a man fell on his back. Before Shen Tinglan could turn his eyes, the big leader hit him in the abdomen and back. The elbow strike was so fast that it passed by in a flash, followed by a rapid and continuous crotch strike and chest push.
She didn't even blink, she was just dazzled, and within a minute, four men were lying on the ground.
Shen Tinglan was stunned.
Lin Zhizhou is so powerful, he can handle even a few more of them without any problem.
In just four moves, he knocked down several men in less than a minute.
She didn't care about anything else, opened the door and got out of the car, chopsticks still in her hand.
Lin Zhizhou had dragged the four immobile men to the side of the road. Fortunately, this checkpoint was not a traffic fortress and there were not many pedestrians.
The whole process happened in such a short time that it did not attract much attention.
Shen Tinglan took a step closer and bent down to look at the men lying side by side on the ground in a not very elegant posture, their hands and feet limp, and she was shocked again.
This may directly cause the bone to be misaligned, fractured, or even cracked.
The words "Eighteen Hands of Black Dragon" suddenly appeared in my mind.
This was a military boxing style used in the army in the early years. It was later banned because of its vicious and deadly moves and excessive damage.
They use eye-poking, throat-locking, chest-butting, crotch-kicking, and ear-piercing with their peaks, focusing on attacking various joints of the body. The attacks can cause minor bone fractures and even be fatal. Each move directly targets the vital points.
Judging from the extent of their injuries, Lin Zhizhou's attack was very light.
She turned around and saw Lin Zhizhou walking towards her. His clothes were clean and tidy, and you couldn't tell that he had just been outnumbered four to one.
"What's wrong? Are you scared?" The voice could warm her up.
Her eyes were full of admiration: "Lin Zhizhou, you are so amazing, is this the legendary Eighteen Hands of the Black Dragon?"
Lin Zhizhou raised his eyebrows: "You know this?"
"I know. My grandfather talked about it before. I wanted to learn it, but he wouldn't let me. He said girls didn't need to learn such brutal moves. Later, I learned Sanda and understood a little bit. I also tried to teach myself, but I didn't master it."
Shen Tinglan felt a little embarrassed after he finished speaking, and gave up halfway.
The two had already walked to the side of the car and saw a traffic police car approaching from a distance.
Lin Zhizhou stopped talking, opened the car door and let her get in.
At this time, the traffic police arrived before the public security bureau, which was very subtle.
Lin Zhizhou explained the situation to the traffic police and showed his work ID. The traffic police did not dare to stop him, and the two negotiated for less than a minute before letting him go.
The leader got into the car, started it and accelerated, passing the police car that arrived later.
The previous episode delayed us for nearly fifteen minutes.
Next, Lin Zhizhou accelerated all the way. He expected that Gao Bolin would try to stop him a second time if he failed to do so the first time. Halfway through the journey, a horn sounded from the car behind.
Lin Zhizhou took a look through the rearview mirror.
Guo Tunan.
This made the nervous leader Xuan relax a little. It would be easier to do things with help.
"Are they our people?" Shen Tinglan heard the horn of the car behind and saw that the leader looked a little more relaxed.
"Well, I'll introduce you guys later."
"Buzz buzz buzz..." The phone vibrated again.
Lin Zhizhou was driving and it was inconvenient for him to answer the call, so Shen Tinglan quickly slid the answer button.
"Team Leader Lin, we were blocked just now, but the people from District J arrived quickly, and we'll be at the Martyrs' Cemetery in a few minutes."
Yang Guicheng and his men did not know how to fight, so he revealed his identity in an attempt to intimidate the other party. However, the other party did not give in or take action, but just trapped them in the car.
The two sides were deadlocked for ten minutes. They were at a loss as to what to do when the people contacted by Team Leader Lin arrived.
Lin Zhizhou glanced at the distance between himself and the cemetery and saw that there were still twenty minutes left.
He said in a deep voice, "Perhaps Gao Bolin's men have already reached the Martyrs' Cemetery before you. Perhaps you will still run into them. But it doesn't matter. Just try to fight them. My destination is not the Martyrs' Cemetery."
"Team Leader Lin, you mean..." Yang Guicheng didn't finish the second half of the sentence, but he guessed it.
Lin Zhizhou nodded again on the phone, confirming his guess.
Then he hung up the phone.
Lin Zhizhou did not dare to relax too much. After all, he had not yet got the evidence in his hands, and there were still more than ten minutes to go. He could not take it lightly until the last moment.
The air pressure in the car dropped suddenly because of the serious expression of the leader, and Shen Tinglan didn't dare to breathe all the way.
Unexpectedly, their car reached the Randeng Temple Cemetery without any obstructions.
Lin Zhizhou frowned and sneered. It seemed that he had really overestimated Gao Bolin.
Following closely behind, Guo Tunan got off the car with the other three people.
"Brother Zhou." Seeing Chen Tinglan beside him, his eyes lit up: "Brother Zhou, this is my sister-in-law, she is so beautiful!"
Guo Tunan spoke frankly, and Shen Tinglan smiled and replied generously: "Hello."
Lin Zhizhou came over to block Guo Tunan's sight and said, "Let's go. There's no time to reminisce. Business is more important."
Guo Tunan immediately withdrew his smile and trotted into the cemetery gate behind Lin Zhizhou.
The group of people looked solemn and their demeanor was cold and stern.
Soon, Lin Zhizhou and others found Ms. He Jingfen's tombstone with the help of staff.
According to Lai Guoliang’s wife, it is two inches below the tombstone.
Guo Tunan squatted down, took out the military knife he carried with him, and dug for a long time, digging a large hole in the ground.
The three people behind him kept looking around vigilantly.
Shen Tinglan stood beside the tombstone, and her body shuddered.
It's not dark yet?
Why do I feel so cold all over? It feels like I'm digging up someone's ancestral grave.
It's creepy.
Lin Zhizhou reached out and brought the person to his chest: "Are you cold?"
She shook her head. It was summer, and it wasn't cold at all; it was cloudy.
Two minutes later, Guo Tunan dug out a small black square box made of iron.
He raised the knife in one hand and the box in the other, raised his head to show his white teeth, and smiled exaggeratedly: "Brother Zhou, I am glad to have fulfilled my mission."
Lin Zhizhou bent down to take it. He was in the mood to joke at the moment, "I'll give you credit for this."
Guo Tunan stood up and faced Shen Tinglan, smiling: "Sister-in-law, look at Brother Zhou, he has recorded my contributions many times, but I have never seen him fulfill them. Sister-in-law, do you have any female friends? Introduce them to me."
"Brother Zhou has a wife, so why doesn't he care about his brother's life or death? His brother is still single."
Shen Tinglan was curious. According to Guo Tunan's identity, he shouldn't be without a girlfriend.
He smiled brightly: "Stop joking, you shouldn't be short of girlfriends, right?"
Seeing Shen Tinglan's openness, Guo Tunan happily took over the conversation: "How can there be any sister-in-law? I have been in the army for a long time. I think even sows are pretty. Even mosquitoes in there are males."
The group took their things and walked back.
Shen Tinglan thought he was exaggerating, but unexpectedly, the people behind Guo Tunan also echoed: "Yes, sister-in-law, we brothers are all single!"
The topic was getting further and further away.
The man has reached the car.
Lin Zhizhou interrupted the conversation: "Okay, get in the car."
Guo Tunan looked embarrassed and said, "Brother Zhou, we finally got out here. Let's have a drink later."
Lin Zhizhou opened the back seat, took out his computer, and sat in the passenger seat: "I'll drink with you when I'm done."
"Okay, Brother Zhou, your words are enough."
"But I have to see you off to the end, to prevent anything from happening along the way."
"Um."
While the two were talking, Shen Tinglan was already sitting in the driver's seat.
Lin Zhizhou stopped talking, his attention completely focused on the computer.
Shen Tinglan: “Are we going directly to the Discipline Inspection Commission?”
The senior leader said without looking up: "Go directly to the Discipline Inspection Commission and help me call Secretary Yang."
Secretary Chen is not here.
At this time, Shen Tinglan was used as an assistant.
She first dialed Secretary Yang's number, then started the car.
"Secretary Yang, I've already got the evidence and will return to the Discipline Inspection Commission immediately. How are things on your side?"
"We're fine. We actually ran into someone who arrived before us. We tangled with them for a while and were just about to call you. We'll go back to the Disciplinary Inspection Commission now."
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