Wu Yu suddenly twitched his hand. The other person was very thin, at least two numbers thinner than the white drug lord. However, under the rage, his strength was unexpectedly large. The shark struck forward without catching it, and said angrily: "The painter!"
A few confidantes couldn't sit and watch anymore, and boldly stepped forward: "Stop!" "Don't move!" "Please don't move!"
The atmosphere was suddenly tense, and Wu Yu's sharp gaze swept across the face of every bodyguard with live ammunition, turned to look at the shark, and his eyes flashed with such disappointment and ridicule: "What, want to do it?" ωωω.999xs.co\m \
——He turned out to be real! Standing not far away, Qin Chuan stared at all this in astonishment, and thoughts that even he could not believe emerged in his heart.
All the deceived anger, extreme disappointment, desperate rage, and resolute farewell are far beyond the limits of wanting to get caught, he is not acting for anyone to see at all, but he really wants to leave!
"You really don't want to stay?" Shark asked in a more accented tone for the last time.
Wu Yu asked back: "If I cheat you time and time again, can you trust me and follow me to that European island that may not exist at all?"
"..." The shark fell silent, throat slipped heavily for a while, and whispered, "I know you won't believe what I say now."
He seemed very depressed and helpless. He waved his hand tiredly for a long while, motioning for the bodyguards to put away their weapons, and then looked up at Wu Yu, as if made up a great determination: "I can let you go, but you can't just leave. "
Wu Yu's sharp and handsome eyes suddenly narrowed.
"Please don't get me wrong, I just want to prepare something for you. After all, the winter in North China is so cold, it is difficult for you to get out of this deep mountain alone, and there is a lack of weapons and water. I am afraid that there will be some accidents halfway through you." Shark told Wu Yu With a gesture of peace and security, he turned his head and told his subordinates: "Bring a car to the painter, fill it up, prepare some cash and a gun."
The subordinates responded.
The shark turned to that Ken again, with a very natural attitude: "Go and prepare enough marching dry food for one person for three days, a box of water-do you have to change your clothes?"
don't know if it was an illusion, Ken seemed to be stunned, and touched the shark's sight lightly in midair.
"Yes, there is a change of clothes."
The shark closed his eyes and nodded, and whispered: "Bring some more, too."
"……Yes!"
Ken didn't dare to show the slightest suspicion, immediately turned around and hurried away, only to hear Wu Yu coldly saying behind him, "You don't need to prepare water for me!"
The shark replied: "How do you plan to drive out of this mountain without water?"
Wu Yu said nothing.
All of his subtle expressions and expressions were written with the words “I'm still angry”, and the shark didn’t take it seriously. He stepped forward and looked at him at the distance that was almost close to each other. It took a long time to say gently and honestly: "You Maybe you’re not familiar with the terrain here, but I can tell you. It will take at least a day to drive out of the mountain from under our feet. If you get lost or go the wrong way, it can be two or three days. You can’t survive this time without food or water. Trust me , I have seen aerial maps, and I am more familiar with the terrain here than you are."
At this moment, there was a beep on the open ground not far away, and an empty off-road vehicle drove up and trot over and handed the key to the shark. At the same time, Ken returned unexpectedly and quickly, holding a box of dry food, a box of water and a little clothes and sundries in his arms, and bowed his head restrained to the shark: "Boss."
The shark said, "Put it in the car."
Ken glanced at Wu Yu hesitantly.
Sure enough, Wu Yu was indifferent: "Let it go, I won't eat your dry food."
"..."
The shark also seemed to be embarrassed. He stared at his chapped lips that were not bloody at all, and then he muttered for a while and asked: "You are affected by the sense of taste and smell, and I am afraid that I will use my hands and feet in the food, so I have almost stopped in the past three days Willing to eat, right?"
This is easy to understand, because after all, there are few colorless and odorless poisons on the market, but most of the food and drinking water that have moved their hands and feet will always have a pungent smell or taste, so they lose their sense of taste while losing their sense of taste. The ability of most poisons-almost fatal flaws for professional undercover agents.
"Since you think so, all right." The shark sighed, stood there thinking for a while, and then patted the box of water: "--but you must bring clean drinking water. Your water intake is already It is too small to be very dangerous. If you continue to do this for a long time, you may become dehydrated. Drinking raw water from the mountains is very unsafe. We don't have redundant filtering equipment!"
Professionally trained people can maintain their strength without eating for more than 72 hours, but dehydration can cause very serious consequences. Drinking wild water directly is no different from self-harm. Wu Yu seemed to move, his eyes fixed on the box of mineral water in Ken's arms, but after a while he shook his head, "No, thank you."
The shark felt ridiculous: "You wouldn't suspect that I was poisoned in the water?"
Wu Yu was noncommittal.
"Ha!" The shark let out an incredible sneer, which was really annoying. He tore off the plastic film and randomly took out a bottle from a box of 24 bottles of water, unscrewed it, took a sip, and asked it. : "How?! Would you like me to give you a bottle and try it myself?!"
"..."
Wu Yu's expression of rejecting people thousands of miles away finally changed slightly. Shark raised his hand and threw the car key and the bottle of water at him. His tone was already unconcealed with displeasure: "I must remind you of one thing. Painter. If I really want to kill you, why bother with eating and drinking, you simply can't get out of me surrounded by so many people!"
With a snap, Wu Yu caught the key and the water, as if he wanted to answer something, but he didn't say anything. He licked his chapped and bleeding lips, and finally unscrewed the water bottle cap——
At that moment, Qin Chuan's gaze was pinned to his white side cheeks, and suddenly his heart was poured down like ice and snow, and he was shocked, raising a very absurd guess.
Is his plan?
But how... but how is it possible?
Even Qin Chuan’s own first reaction was unbelievable, his stupefied gaze turned back and forth between the shark and the artist, and then the development of the matter was as he had guessed. Wu Yu raised his head and poured a large sip of water into his mouth. The portion is about the same as the shark just drank. After waiting for a few seconds, probably because I was really thirsty to the limit, I couldn’t help taking a few more mouthfuls——
He screwed on the bottle cap, took the key and walked to the off-road vehicle. He shook his body within two steps!
"……you……"
Wu Yu was dizzy severely, and all the scenes in front of him appeared double images, and a word was squeezed out of his convulsive throat. He probably wanted to turn around, but the rapidly evaporating medicinal power had already grabbed his last remaining strength, and he didn't even have time to turn his face, so he fell soft!
Two bodyguards rushed up recently and held him up.
Until then, the shark finally released the clenched teeth and let go of the palms with a trembling. The nails had already squeezed out the blood from the palms of the palms. Only with the stinging pain can they barely maintain the standing posture and no abnormality just now. expression. Ken quickly rushed to give him the medicine. The drug lord was dizzy and waited for a while before he recovered, and waved his hand to indicate that it was OK.
He stood up gasping and walked forward, watching Wu Yu's sleeping face.
Probably because of the black clothes all over, Wu Yu's face looked extremely pale, with faint blue shadows on his eye circles and nose wings, and even the corners of his lips were downward when he fell asleep, as if he was always rejecting something.
The shark looked at him, although his tone was very regretful, but a little joking gradually emerged in his eyes: "Did I say that taste and smell disorders must be treated early, otherwise it may cause serious consequences?"
Wu Yu was unconscious, breathing slowly and deeply.
"Boss?" Ken took another antidote and gestured for instructions.
"...Forget it, let him sleep." The shark groaned for a moment, but shook his head: "I don't know how he is resistant to drugs. It will not be easy to clean up if he wakes up immediately after the injection."
The bodyguard also had lingering fears, and quickly left with the black-clothed murderer. Qin Chuan watched him pass by his side, the eyes behind the silver-rimmed lenses were indescribable for a while, and he shook his head slightly in admiration or in sorrow.
Ken lowered his voice and asked, "What happens next, boss?"
The shark glanced back at the bodyguard equipment in the clearing, with a vulture in his eyes. Three days ago, the blow to him in the middle of the night was disastrous. Most of the centaur were folded in the factory, and even those who did not die by chance were all killed by the police. If he hadn't planted a reserve force on this must-go road in advance, he might have some difficulties even to escape smoothly now.
This is already the last bit of manpower he has lay in ambush within the territory. What if he encounters any obstacles in the future?
"Go out from this mountain, go around a town, and then over another mountain... In the inaccessible mountains in winter, there is hidden the greatest wealth we might gain from this trip." The shark squinted, and the lead gray sky was far away. Reflected in his eyes, the pupils showed a chilling color: "But it must be a net of heaven and earth now, and the police will not let us go. If we don’t have enough firepower and equipment, we won’t encounter the police next time. There will be a fluke like three days ago."
Ken didn't know where the "biggest wealth" was. In fact, apart from Shark and Wan Changwen, even Qin Chuan only knew the general direction. But everyone knows exactly how risky this trip is, and Ken is also a little worried: "Then what can we do now—"
The shark turned and patted his shoulder: "The artist will tell me when he wakes up."
"Yes!"
"I heard that people will be very irritable when they are lack of sleep, and they will be much better when they wake up. I don't know if it is suitable for the painter. I hope he can accept reality more calmly when he wakes up."
The shark put his hands in his pockets and walked from the cliff to the village. Ken closely followed him, thinking for a while and couldn't help but ask: "Then if... I mean if the painter still bites his teeth and is unwilling to help us?"
The shark turned his back to him, but from the perspective of his breath, he should have laughed, with a complex tone in his tone, and then made a neat gesture of cutting grass and roots:
"Do you still use me to teach you?"
Ah Ken was startled and nodded. The two of them walked through the clearing one after another towards the cold mountain village.
——Jinhai People's Hospital, special care unit.
"A total of four drug masters Wan Changwen brought with him, two of them died on the spot due to a gas leak, one was suspected to be taken away by Qin Chuan, and one was arrested and brought to justice, but is still lying in the ICU." Liao Gang walked forward with ease. Despite repeated restraint, he still couldn't hide it. From his frowning brows and eye lines, he was worried: "The shark's bodyguard, Ma Tsai, has been arrested for nine. The interrogation experts have shifted to interrogation these days. Five of them are too low to tell the core secrets, two brains are damaged and unconscious, and two are in deep coma. One was hung up early this morning, and one has just received a critical illness notice."
The entire floor of the ward has been emptied and closed by the Jinhai City Public Security Bureau. Every corridor and every turn is guarded by armed police, which is evident in the severity. Only the rapid footsteps of a few of them echoed in the quiet corridor, and Yan Xi frowned and said, "That is to say, the only thing that is hopeful now is Wan Changwen's mouth?"
"Yes." Liao Gang stood still and looked at a closed ward door not far away, with layers of worry between his thick eyebrows: "But I and Yang Chengdong have been on duty for three days, and there is no news. When he came out, the surname Wan would rather die than open his mouth to the task force."
The corridor suddenly quieted down, and only faintly listened to the voices of people wafting from behind the door of the ward, which was a sneer that was distorted to the extreme, hoarse and desperate like a vulture: "——Shark? Who is the shark? Why don’t I know? Don’t die with me. I don’t believe it!"
The interrogator didn't know what he said, his tone was very calm and oppressive, but he was more sharply interrupted by Wan Changwen before he finished speaking: "Don't talk about that useless! It's useless! You go to the Minister of Public Security. , You go to the Supreme Court, do you have a kind of letter of guarantee that will not sentence me to death?! If you sentence to death, you can't even take a word out of Lao Tzu's mouth, don't fucking dream!!! Dreaming——!!!"
The tone-shifted tail sound was like a sharp knife, and the faces of a few people outside became extremely ugly.
Not to mention the Ministry of Public Security, no one would sign this bullshit guarantee to him even if he told Nantianmen, Wan Changwen knew this very well. The moment he was caught by the Chinese police, he knew that he was over. The Republic is not Myanmar. There is only one dead end for drug trafficking, and it is impossible to exchange interests with drug dealers. Even if he grows scuds to help the police catch the sharks, he will never change from death sentence to death sentence with a suspended sentence. At most, he will try to replace shooting with injections-but is that important?
Frankly lenient and striving for meritorious service no longer exist for Wan Changwen. This thirty-year-old poisonous insect now only wants to drag the police to death!
"Bu Detachment..." Liao Gang looked at Bu Chonghua as if asking for help.
He himself did not realize that it was actually out of instinct. Whenever they encountered a difficult case file or an endangered problem, their detachment would subconsciously pin their hopes on omnipotence, omnipotence, and eternal alienation. In the solid and reliable leader of the elite detachment, that is the trust that has been cast bit by bit in countless difficulties:
"...Step Detachment, Little Wu...will he already..."
Bu Chonghua interrupted him calmly: "Wu Yu hasn't gone far, he is waiting for us."
Liao Gang's eyes were bloodshot, and the high-pressure, high-risk, and high-secret shifts during this period of time have made him exhausted, and any trace of hope is like a drowning driftwood.
"Don't worry," Bu Chonghua said calmly, "I don't believe that there are criminals in this world who can't open their mouths."
He stepped forward and knocked on the door, walking extremely steady, then pushed the door into the interrogation ward.
Wu Yu suddenly twitched his hand. The other person was very thin, at least two numbers thinner than the white drug lord. However, under the rage, his strength was unexpectedly large. The shark struck forward without catching it, and said angrily: "The painter!"
A few confidantes couldn't sit and watch anymore, and boldly stepped forward: "Stop!" "Don't move!" "Please don't move!"
The atmosphere was suddenly tense, and Wu Yu's sharp gaze swept across the face of every bodyguard with live ammunition, turned to look at the shark, and his eyes flashed with such disappointment and ridicule: "What, want to do it?" ωωω.999xs.co\m \
——He turned out to be real! Standing not far away, Qin Chuan stared at all this in astonishment, and thoughts that even he could not believe emerged in his heart.
All the deceived anger, extreme disappointment, desperate rage, and resolute farewell are far beyond the limits of wanting to get caught, he is not acting for anyone to see at all, but he really wants to leave!
"You really don't want to stay?" Shark asked in a more accented tone for the last time.
Wu Yu asked back: "If I cheat you time and time again, can you trust me and follow me to that European island that may not exist at all?"
"..." The shark fell silent, throat slipped heavily for a while, and whispered, "I know you won't believe what I say now."
He seemed very depressed and helpless. He waved his hand tiredly for a long while, motioning for the bodyguards to put away their weapons, and then looked up at Wu Yu, as if made up a great determination: "I can let you go, but you can't just leave. "
Wu Yu's sharp and handsome eyes suddenly narrowed.
"Please don't get me wrong, I just want to prepare something for you. After all, the winter in North China is so cold, it is difficult for you to get out of this deep mountain alone, and there is a lack of weapons and water. I am afraid that there will be some accidents halfway through you." Shark told Wu Yu With a gesture of peace and security, he turned his head and told his subordinates: "Bring a car to the painter, fill it up, prepare some cash and a gun."
The subordinates responded.
The shark turned to that Ken again, with a very natural attitude: "Go and prepare enough marching dry food for one person for three days, a box of water-do you have to change your clothes?"
don't know if it was an illusion, Ken seemed to be stunned, and touched the shark's sight lightly in midair.
"Yes, there is a change of clothes."
The shark closed his eyes and nodded, and whispered: "Bring some more, too."
"……Yes!"
Ken didn't dare to show the slightest suspicion, immediately turned around and hurried away, only to hear Wu Yu coldly saying behind him, "You don't need to prepare water for me!"
The shark replied: "How do you plan to drive out of this mountain without water?"
Wu Yu said nothing.
All of his subtle expressions and expressions were written with the words “I'm still angry”, and the shark didn’t take it seriously. He stepped forward and looked at him at the distance that was almost close to each other. It took a long time to say gently and honestly: "You Maybe you’re not familiar with the terrain here, but I can tell you. It will take at least a day to drive out of the mountain from under our feet. If you get lost or go the wrong way, it can be two or three days. You can’t survive this time without food or water. Trust me , I have seen aerial maps, and I am more familiar with the terrain here than you are."
At this moment, there was a beep on the open ground not far away, and an empty off-road vehicle drove up and trot over and handed the key to the shark. At the same time, Ken returned unexpectedly and quickly, holding a box of dry food, a box of water and a little clothes and sundries in his arms, and bowed his head restrained to the shark: "Boss."
The shark said, "Put it in the car."
Ken glanced at Wu Yu hesitantly.
Sure enough, Wu Yu was indifferent: "Let it go, I won't eat your dry food."
"..."
The shark also seemed to be embarrassed. He stared at his chapped lips that were not bloody at all, and then he muttered for a while and asked: "You are affected by the sense of taste and smell, and I am afraid that I will use my hands and feet in the food, so I have almost stopped in the past three days Willing to eat, right?"
This is easy to understand, because after all, there are few colorless and odorless poisons on the market, but most of the food and drinking water that have moved their hands and feet will always have a pungent smell or taste, so they lose their sense of taste while losing their sense of taste. The ability of most poisons-almost fatal flaws for professional undercover agents.
"Since you think so, all right." The shark sighed, stood there thinking for a while, and then patted the box of water: "--but you must bring clean drinking water. Your water intake is already It is too small to be very dangerous. If you continue to do this for a long time, you may become dehydrated. Drinking raw water from the mountains is very unsafe. We don't have redundant filtering equipment!"
Professionally trained people can maintain their strength without eating for more than 72 hours, but dehydration can cause very serious consequences. Drinking wild water directly is no different from self-harm. Wu Yu seemed to move, his eyes fixed on the box of mineral water in Ken's arms, but after a while he shook his head, "No, thank you."
The shark felt ridiculous: "You wouldn't suspect that I was poisoned in the water?"
Wu Yu was noncommittal.
"Ha!" The shark let out an incredible sneer, which was really annoying. He tore off the plastic film and randomly took out a bottle from a box of 24 bottles of water, unscrewed it, took a sip, and asked it. : "How?! Would you like me to give you a bottle and try it myself?!"
"..."
Wu Yu's expression of rejecting people thousands of miles away finally changed slightly. Shark raised his hand and threw the car key and the bottle of water at him. His tone was already unconcealed with displeasure: "I must remind you of one thing. Painter. If I really want to kill you, why bother with eating and drinking, you simply can't get out of me surrounded by so many people!"
With a snap, Wu Yu caught the key and the water, as if he wanted to answer something, but he didn't say anything. He licked his chapped and bleeding lips, and finally unscrewed the water bottle cap——
At that moment, Qin Chuan's gaze was pinned to his white side cheeks, and suddenly his heart was poured down like ice and snow, and he was shocked, raising a very absurd guess.
Is his plan?
But how... but how is it possible?
Even Qin Chuan’s own first reaction was unbelievable, his stupefied gaze turned back and forth between the shark and the artist, and then the development of the matter was as he had guessed. Wu Yu raised his head and poured a large sip of water into his mouth. The portion is about the same as the shark just drank. After waiting for a few seconds, probably because I was really thirsty to the limit, I couldn’t help taking a few more mouthfuls——
He screwed on the bottle cap, took the key and walked to the off-road vehicle. He shook his body within two steps!
"……you……"
Wu Yu was dizzy severely, and all the scenes in front of him appeared double images, and a word was squeezed out of his convulsive throat. He probably wanted to turn around, but the rapidly evaporating medicinal power had already grabbed his last remaining strength, and he didn't even have time to turn his face, so he fell soft!
Two bodyguards rushed up recently and held him up.
Until then, the shark finally released the clenched teeth and let go of the palms with a trembling. The nails had already squeezed out the blood from the palms of the palms. Only with the stinging pain can they barely maintain the standing posture and no abnormality just now. expression. Ken quickly rushed to give him the medicine. The drug lord was dizzy and waited for a while before he recovered, and waved his hand to indicate that it was OK.
He stood up gasping and walked forward, watching Wu Yu's sleeping face.
Probably because of the black clothes all over, Wu Yu's face looked extremely pale, with faint blue shadows on his eye circles and nose wings, and even the corners of his lips were downward when he fell asleep, as if he was always rejecting something.
The shark looked at him, although his tone was very regretful, but a little joking gradually emerged in his eyes: "Did I say that taste and smell disorders must be treated early, otherwise it may cause serious consequences?"
Wu Yu was unconscious, breathing slowly and deeply.
"Boss?" Ken took another antidote and gestured for instructions.
"...Forget it, let him sleep." The shark groaned for a moment, but shook his head: "I don't know how he is resistant to drugs. It will not be easy to clean up if he wakes up immediately after the injection."
The bodyguard also had lingering fears, and quickly left with the black-clothed murderer. Qin Chuan watched him pass by his side, the eyes behind the silver-rimmed lenses were indescribable for a while, and he shook his head slightly in admiration or in sorrow.
Ken lowered his voice and asked, "What happens next, boss?"
The shark glanced back at the bodyguard equipment in the clearing, with a vulture in his eyes. Three days ago, the blow to him in the middle of the night was disastrous. Most of the centaur were folded in the factory, and even those who did not die by chance were all killed by the police. If he hadn't planted a reserve force on this must-go road in advance, he might have some difficulties even to escape smoothly now.
This is already the last bit of manpower he has lay in ambush within the territory. What if he encounters any obstacles in the future?
"Go out from this mountain, go around a town, and then over another mountain... In the inaccessible mountains in winter, there is hidden the greatest wealth we might gain from this trip." The shark squinted, and the lead gray sky was far away. Reflected in his eyes, the pupils showed a chilling color: "But it must be a net of heaven and earth now, and the police will not let us go. If we don’t have enough firepower and equipment, we won’t encounter the police next time. There will be a fluke like three days ago."
Ken didn't know where the "biggest wealth" was. In fact, apart from Shark and Wan Changwen, even Qin Chuan only knew the general direction. But everyone knows exactly how risky this trip is, and Ken is also a little worried: "Then what can we do now—"
The shark turned and patted his shoulder: "The artist will tell me when he wakes up."
"Yes!"
"I heard that people will be very irritable when they are lack of sleep, and they will be much better when they wake up. I don't know if it is suitable for the painter. I hope he can accept reality more calmly when he wakes up."
The shark put his hands in his pockets and walked from the cliff to the village. Ken closely followed him, thinking for a while and couldn't help but ask: "Then if... I mean if the painter still bites his teeth and is unwilling to help us?"
The shark turned his back to him, but from the perspective of his breath, he should have laughed, with a complex tone in his tone, and then made a neat gesture of cutting grass and roots:
"Do you still use me to teach you?"
Ah Ken was startled and nodded. The two of them walked through the clearing one after another towards the cold mountain village.
——Jinhai People's Hospital, special care unit.
"A total of four drug masters Wan Changwen brought with him, two of them died on the spot due to a gas leak, one was suspected to be taken away by Qin Chuan, and one was arrested and brought to justice, but is still lying in the ICU." Liao Gang walked forward with ease. Despite repeated restraint, he still couldn't hide it. From his frowning brows and eye lines, he was worried: "The shark's bodyguard, Ma Tsai, has been arrested for nine. The interrogation experts have shifted to interrogation these days. Five of them are too low to tell the core secrets, two brains are damaged and unconscious, and two are in deep coma. One was hung up early this morning, and one has just received a critical illness notice."
The entire floor of the ward has been emptied and closed by the Jinhai City Public Security Bureau. Every corridor and every turn is guarded by armed police, which is evident in the severity. Only the rapid footsteps of a few of them echoed in the quiet corridor, and Yan Xi frowned and said, "That is to say, the only thing that is hopeful now is Wan Changwen's mouth?"
"Yes." Liao Gang stood still and looked at a closed ward door not far away, with layers of worry between his thick eyebrows: "But I and Yang Chengdong have been on duty for three days, and there is no news. When he came out, the surname Wan would rather die than open his mouth to the task force."
The corridor suddenly quieted down, and only faintly listened to the voices of people wafting from behind the door of the ward, which was a sneer that was distorted to the extreme, hoarse and desperate like a vulture: "——Shark? Who is the shark? Why don’t I know? Don’t die with me. I don’t believe it!"
The interrogator didn't know what he said, his tone was very calm and oppressive, but he was more sharply interrupted by Wan Changwen before he finished speaking: "Don't talk about that useless! It's useless! You go to the Minister of Public Security. , You go to the Supreme Court, do you have a kind of letter of guarantee that will not sentence me to death?! If you sentence to death, you can't even take a word out of Lao Tzu's mouth, don't fucking dream!!! Dreaming——!!!"
The tone-shifted tail sound was like a sharp knife, and the faces of a few people outside became extremely ugly.
Not to mention the Ministry of Public Security, no one would sign this bullshit guarantee to him even if he told Nantianmen, Wan Changwen knew this very well. The moment he was caught by the Chinese police, he knew that he was over. The Republic is not Myanmar. There is only one dead end for drug trafficking, and it is impossible to exchange interests with drug dealers. Even if he grows scuds to help the police catch the sharks, he will never change from death sentence to death sentence with a suspended sentence. At most, he will try to replace shooting with injections-but is that important?
Frankly lenient and striving for meritorious service no longer exist for Wan Changwen. This thirty-year-old poisonous insect now only wants to drag the police to death!
"Bu Detachment..." Liao Gang looked at Bu Chonghua as if asking for help.
He himself did not realize that it was actually out of instinct. Whenever they encountered a difficult case file or an endangered problem, their detachment would subconsciously pin their hopes on omnipotence, omnipotence, and eternal alienation. In the solid and reliable leader of the elite detachment, that is the trust that has been cast bit by bit in countless difficulties:
"...Step Detachment, Little Wu...will he already..."
Bu Chonghua interrupted him calmly: "Wu Yu hasn't gone far, he is waiting for us."
Liao Gang's eyes were bloodshot, and the high-pressure, high-risk, and high-secret shifts during this period of time have made him exhausted, and any trace of hope is like a drowning driftwood.
"Don't worry," Bu Chonghua said calmly, "I don't believe that there are criminals in this world who can't open their mouths."
He stepped forward and knocked on the door, walking extremely steady, then pushed the door into the interrogation ward.
