National Forensic Doctor
Chapter 826 - 767: Fierce Battle

Chapter 826: Chapter 767: Fierce Battle

Jiang Yuan was shielded behind Wu Junhao.

But when the sturdy Wu Junhao was shot down, Jiang Yuan was exposed.

Mu Zhiyang took a quick step, wanting to move up to fill the gap, but Jiang Yuan was extremely tall, almost a half head taller than him. At that moment, Mu Zhiyang could only hope that the woman opposite would choose to shoot at the chest again rather than the head.

Bang!

A foot, flying in a sprint, kicked the slender Chu Yanqin, flipping her over.

This foot belonged to Xiao Zhang, who was supporting Zhang. Although he noticed something was wrong immediately, there was a distance of nearly ten meters, and no matter how fast he ran, he only managed to catch up at this moment.

Meanwhile, right after Chu Yanqin had knocked down Zhang and shot Wu Junhao, it was difficult for her to dodge. But when Chu Yanqin was kicked, she didn’t panic, rolled with the momentum, instantly widening the distance from Xiao Zhang, and aimed again from a crouched side pose.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three more shots fired, and Xiao Zhang had no place to hide, falling flat on his back.

"Xiao Zhang!"

Old Zhang was both shocked and furious, roaring as he got up and charged at Chu Yanqin again.

Chu Yanqin, calm and collected, bent over, grabbed Zhang’s clothes, used his own momentum against him, and made him tumble forward in a face plant.

Then, Chu Yanqin’s gun barrel continued to turn toward Jiang Yuan and Mu Zhiyang.

By this time, Mu Zhiyang and Jiang Yuan were already rushing forward, side by side.

Chu Yanqin’s gun barrel moved imperceptibly, hesitating between Jiang Yuan and Mu Zhiyang, and she chose... Mu Zhiyang.

Bang! Bang! Bang.

Yet again three shots to the chest, shattering the ceramic plate across Mu Zhiyang’s chest on the spot.

If Chu Yanqin’s first shot was meant to ensure a hit due to the emergency situation so she aimed for the chest, by the third time she had sufficient conditions to hit Mu Zhiyang’s face but hesitated for a moment and still chose the larger target—the chest.

Because next to Mu Zhiyang stood a tall policeman, and two more behind him, all of whom were rushing forward.

With so many people, Chu Yanqin was already prepared to be captured. What she didn’t expect was that these policemen were all wearing bulletproof vests. But at this stage, since the three policemen who were hit were wearing bulletproof vests, Chu Yanqin no longer had a strong impulse to kill.

Bang!

Jiang Yuan bent over with his shoulder and slammed hard into Chu Yanqin’s waist, at the same time embracing with both hands, using the wrestling techniques taught by Uncle Qiang to throw Chu Yanqin to the ground.

At this moment, there was no longer any concern for propriety, even if he would have to write a lengthy report afterward.

Chu Yanqin, enduring the pain, shifted her gun to Jiang Yuan’s abdomen, ready to pull the trigger at close range to free herself. Chu Yanqin might have been psychologically prepared to be captured, but that didn’t mean she wanted to be.

Bang!

Wang Chuanxing delivered a flying kick that turned Chu Yanqin’s arm from a ┗ shape into a ┛.

Chu Yanqin screamed in pain, and with her other hand, still using her waist’s force, she continued to struggle to break free.

At this moment, Jiang Yuan, who might not even be Level 1 caliber in wrestling, made his move, using his body’s strength to pin Chu Yanqin down while controlling her left hand with both of his and also trying to lock her legs with his.

In terms of weight class, Chu Yanqin was at best in the flyweight category, while Jiang Yuan was at least a middleweight, at least ten weight classes heavier than her.

Jiang Yuan had only pinned Chu Yanqin down for a second before other officers had already caught up.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Wang Chuanxing and others each pinned down Chu Yanqin’s hands and legs, then handcuffed her before they had a chance to look back.

Jiang Yuan took out two face masks, bunched them into a ball, and stuffed them into Chu Yanqin’s mouth.

By this time, the crowd, attracted by the commotion, had begun to gather, eagerly pressing forward to watch.

Wu Junhao struggled to his feet, first checking ahead, then looking down at himself, before he lifted his bulletproof vest and reached inside to feel around.

Next, Mu Zhiyang also sat up suddenly with a cry of "ah."

Seeing that Chu Yanqin was under control, Jiang Yuan quickly went over to support Mu Zhiyang and asked, "Don’t move so abruptly, where does it hurt?"

He asked while checking Mu Zhiyang over.

"My chest is killing me. Got hit pretty accurately," Mu Zhiyang said as he removed the shattered ceramic plate from his chest, along with the three deformed bullets that were found alongside it.

"At least it was just a handgun," Mu Zhiyang sighed, adding, "If it had been an AK-56, the ceramic plate probably wouldn’t have withstood three shots. Chi hasn’t gotten up yet..."

Hearing this, Jiang Yuan felt a surge of panic, but instead of turning to look at Chi, he quickly opened Mu Zhiyang’s bulletproof vest to perform a check.

Even if bullets had not penetrated, the risk of being shot was still present—some people in disputes, just taking a punch in the chest, could end up with a stopped heart, let alone three bullets. Moreover, the conclusion of being hit by three shots was based on sound—given the intense scene just before, it was hard to be certain, and the person shot might not clearly realize how many bullets had hit them because of adrenaline.

Jiang Yuan first confirmed that Mu Zhiyang hadn’t been shot before patting his shoulder and turning to look for Chi.

"Chi, Chi!" Xiao Zhang got there before him and checked Chi’s breathing, panicked to the point of not even knowing if there was breath.

Jiang Yuan felt his neck, then pulled open his shirt to check, saying, "He’s not shot; he must have passed out from being too close."

Chi was two to three meters closer to the shooter than Wu Junhao and a little further from Mu Zhiyang but didn’t have a ceramic plate—likely just fainted from holding his breath.

By this time, the emergency department staff had arrived, and Jiang Yuan urgently called for people to come help.

He was more skilled at assessing damages than reversing them.

Wu Junhao pulled himself up painfully, glanced at the arrested Chu Yanqin, then seeing that Jiang Yuan was alright, he instructed Xiao Zhang, "Call for backup, take Wang Chuanxing, and come with me to get Chu Yanqin’s husband under control. Bring guns."

After saying this, Wu Junhao glanced at Jiang Yuan and added, "Stay safe."

There was nothing else to say at that point. With Chu Yanqin being the sort to open fire without a word upon meeting, hoping to get any useful information from her would be like trying to fetch water with a sieve.

Similarly, Chu Yanqin’s husband might truly have come for medical treatment, but with a wife who carried a gun to the hospital, her husband’s character was also quite suspect.

"Take one more person with you," Jiang Yuan looked around; his task was to protect the scene and guard the suspect, and so he couldn’t give everyone to Wu Junhao.

However, the danger Wu Junhao faced in capturing Chu Yanqin’s husband was also immense.

Wu Junhao hesitated for a moment, nodded, looked at the increasingly large crowd of onlookers, and then flashed his police badge, announcing, "Police here, I need a favor from everyone, please wait a moment, we need some witnesses for statements—it won’t take long..."

The crowd, initially excited to watch the spectacle, quickly started to back away after hearing Wu Junhao’s words, with many turning to leave.

Wu Junhao gave Jiang Yuan a nod, called out "Let’s go," and led Xiao Zhang and the others resolutely toward the treatment area.

Chi was now placed on a gurney but regained consciousness, struggling to sit up, "I’ll have my check-up later; let’s wait for the others to arrive."

The doctors on-site tried to convince him otherwise, but recalling the terrifying exchange of gunfire, someone said, "We’ll examine you here now; you lie down."

Chi hesitated, but still attempted to jump off the bed.

"It’s okay, we’ll put up police tape for you." Several security guards from the hospital rushed over, led by one who was nimble with a baton in his hand, saying, "I’m a converted officer from Level 4, and a party member."

Only then did Chi settle down and whispered, "Thanks, Captain Jiang is... a national treasure-level detective, more important than the suspect."

The leading security guard paused, then nodded solemnly.