District 9

In District 8, in the office of the director of the Foreign Affairs Division of the Military Intelligence Bureau, Li Shibin took the phone and said: "If we are sure, arrest them immediately. Don't wait, because if these two people really ran away privately, then the other party may be there too." Find them. If you are slow, these two people will probably be gone."

"I see."

"You must be quick!" Li Shibin urged: "My phone is always on. If there is any news, I will be notified immediately."

"clear!"

After the words fell, the two ended the call.

…

It's about two o'clock in the morning.

The Songjiang Station of the Ninth District Military Supervision Bureau dispatched more than fifty core members, cooperating with the military intelligence personnel of the Eighth District, and rushed to Erlonggang Shengxing Living Village as quickly as possible.

"Baojun, go down and take a look." Ma Laoer ordered while sitting in the car.

"Okay!" Baojun nodded and walked diagonally across the street with his three companions.

A cold wind passed by, and the empty streets were filled with frost and snow.

Baojun and the other four came to the door of Xiaoli's foot massage shop and knocked on the door.

After a while, a woman who was at least fifty years old opened the door and asked very straightforwardly: "Hibi?"

Baojun was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "Ah, is your store still open?"

"Yes, but the girl is asleep now. If you want to play, you have to pay for it at night, which costs 80 yuan per person." The woman is very skilled in business skills.

This kind of store is a low-priced entertainment unit. The price of eighty yuan is not low.

"Okay, let's choose someone." Baojun nodded.

"Come on, come in." The woman stepped aside.

The four of them stepped into the house. Baojun turned his head and looked around, while the woman raised her head and shouted upstairs: "Come on, everyone, put on your clothes and go downstairs."

…

on the street.

Ma Laoer sat in the car and waited for about half an hour before he received Baojun's call.

"Hello?"

"This is a very small shop. The top floor of the third floor is not allowed to enter. I'm not sure if those two people are here." Bao Jun asked succinctly: "Are you arresting them?"

Ma Laoer considered it for a moment, then turned to look at the officers from District 8: "I don't see anyone there. Do you want to arrest him?"

The officer from District 8 hesitated: "Catch him."

"Okay, don't move inside, let's go in." Ma Laoer said to Baojun and hung up the phone.

Thirty seconds later, more than 40 people surrounded Xiaoli's foot massage shop from all directions.

Indoors, Baojun glanced down the window. After seeing all the people coming, he left the guest room where the girl was waiting and walked towards the third floor.

Next to the stairs on the third floor, the landlady was sitting on a chair. When she saw Baojun walking up, she immediately said, "Your room is downstairs. Why are you always wandering upstairs?"

"Haha, do you have a night stay?"

"have."

"I'll go in and take a look." Baojun replied and came to the old ladies.

The old women were startled for a moment: "They are sleeping inside. Why do you go in and watch? We can only do it by ourselves here, not watch."

Baojun smiled, reached out and took out his gun, and put it on the old woman's forehead: "Can I see it?"

The old women were stunned.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound downstairs, the door of the foot massage parlor was knocked open, and dozens of people quickly rushed into the room.

"The windows are guarded," Ma Laoer stood outside with his hands in his pockets and shouted: "If you fight back, you can shoot."

Everyone dispersed indoors and began to search each room.

On the third floor, when Baojun was pointing a gun at the old women, two people suddenly rushed out of the room, wearing briefs and carrying guns.

Baojun reacted quickly and took the lead in moving the muzzle of his gun and shouted: "Squat down, don't move!"

"Kang Kang!"

The other two hesitated for a moment, then opened fire on Baojun without hesitation.

"Tap!"

At this moment, a dozen people rushed up from downstairs and stood behind Baojun with guns in hand: "Don't move, or I'll kill you."

The space in the corridor was extremely narrow, and the two suspects wearing briefs had nowhere to hide, so when they saw more than a dozen people rushing up together, a look of despair suddenly appeared in their eyes.

"Wow!"

Three military intelligence personnel wearing explosion-proof shields rushed in first, shouting and pointing their guns at the two men.

On the chairs, the old women raised their palms and shouted: "But it has nothing to do with us, I don't know what they do."

Everyone ignored her and rushed in behind the explosion-proof shield. They quickly pinned down the two suspects.

"Wang Nan, Liu Cheng, right?" the military intelligence officer from the Eighth District pressed the opponent's head and asked.

The two of them were pinned to the ground and had no room to resist, so they hesitated and nodded slowly.

After being caught, everyone immediately evacuated the foot massage shop and drove quickly towards Songjiang.

On the road.

Ma Laoer called Zheng Kai's chief of staff and said succinctly: "I'm holding you down, but I'm afraid I'll run into trouble on the road, so I'd like to ask you over there..."

"I have transferred a battalion to wait for you on the north side. You don't have to worry about anything and go directly to the camp." The chief of staff said bluntly: "I will send a plane to send the people from District 8 back."

"good!"

Ma Laoer nodded.

After the two ended the call, the chief of staff found Zheng Kai who was resting in the room, bent down and said to him: "He's caught."

Zheng Kai stood up slowly, looked at the chief of staff and replied: "What the fuck, did you mess with my girl?! The confession trial has come out. No matter who did this, I will definitely not be done with him."

More than an hour later, the car arrived at the camp of Zheng Kai's troops. Immediately, the staff of the Eighth District, taking the two suspects, separated from Ma Laoer and returned quickly.

…

The next morning.

Li Shibin met the suspect Wang Nan in the interrogation room. He didn't say anything nonsense and directly threw the screenshot of the surveillance video on the table: "Is it you?"

Wang Nan glanced at him and said nothing.

"Do you know what you have committed?" Li Shibin raised two fingers and said: "You have only two ways: first, if you don't vomit, you will die; second, tell me, what happened Whoever instigated you to do this, I will definitely protect your life."

Wang Nan licked his lips when he heard this.

"Why, aren't what I said true enough?" Li Shibin looked at him: "From the time the crime occurred to now, I caught you in less than three days. You still don't understand how the higher-ups handle this matter?" Attitude?!”

Wang Nan frowned.

"Forget it, let me ask you a question. Is the person who instigated you a direct relative of yours?" Li Shibin asked.

Wang Nan was silent for a while and shook his head.

"No? Why are you so stubborn? Do you have to die for others?" Li Shibin asked with eyes wide open.

After less than six hours of wrangling and psychological games, Wang Nan's mouth was knocked open, and he sat in the refreshment room with a sallow face and said: "Lu Fang instigated us to do this."

"Who is Lu Fang?"

"Feng Lei's housekeeper is also our boss." Wang Nan replied.

…

One p.m.

After Zheng Qian learned Wang Nan's confession, he called his people without saying a word: "Take the gun, let's go find Feng Lei together!"

"Xiao Qian, this matter... we'd better calm down first. This is District 8 after all, and Gu Yan will hold a wedding tomorrow. If things get big...?!"

"My sister has had three surgeries since the accident." Zheng Qian glared and shouted, "If I calm down, I will definitely break her today!"

At the same time, Qin Yu also learned the result of the case. After hesitating for a while, he immediately called Lao Mao: "Go find Zheng Qian, don't let him mess around yet..."