Chapter 63 The Consequences of Forgetting Me
Provincial Department.
The Slaughter Bureau Office.
"Leaders of the Hebei Provincial Department, we understand your urgency, but the kidnappers are armed, and among the fifteen hostages in the vehicle are our agents. Any rash action could lead to bloodshed. Our task force has tracked them for over 500 kilometers and has grasped their behavioral patterns and psychological characteristics. If we suddenly change our strategy now, it could very well provoke them to kill the hostages."
Director Tu and his team were having a conference call with the leaders of the Hebei Provincial Department. In accordance with his usual methods, Gu Yanzheng, Director Liu, and others present understood that this was a case of "courtesy before force," emphasizing the risks and responsibilities.
The provincial leaders were not to be outdone, and they brought up instructions from higher authorities to exert pressure: "The Ministry's '90 Crackdown' supervision team just called and asked our province to set up a command center. We will fax the document to you later. Vice Minister Wang's instruction is on the second page: 'Other provinces and cities should unconditionally support the work of units within their jurisdiction.'"
Gu Yanzheng's eyes darkened; the other party was right. During last year's crackdown, jurisdictions had priority in handling cross-provincial cases, a regulation that continues to this day.
"Please provide a more reliable solution immediately. We are willing to cooperate. However, the longer we delay, the greater the chance that the robbers will escape capture."
Director Tu, feigning retreat, said, "This case has already alarmed the Ministry. Minister Li from the Ministry's supervisory group just had a conference call, demanding that the two provinces be on the same page. Otherwise, he might directly intervene in the coordination. If the overall situation gets out of control because of our inconsistent pace, both provinces will bear the responsibility. How about this, we proceed steadily according to our original plan, while you are responsible for the outer perimeter blockade and intelligence support. Once we confirm that the robbers cannot escape, we will split the credit 50/50."
The other party's leader is clearly not someone to be trifled with; they already have a new plan that is still under their jurisdiction, and it is neither reasonable nor ethical to allow other provinces to interfere.
He wasn't fooled and said politely to Director Tu, "Director Tu, we also have the meeting minutes. On the last page, Minister Li said that we can prioritize handling cases according to the principle of 'territorial jurisdiction.' You should cooperate with our actions and obey our commands."
"Alright, since you've decided to launch a full-scale attack, we won't participate in your operation. But please remember one thing: the safety of the hostages must be the top priority. Once the fighting starts, cover their evacuation."
Director Tu hung up the phone and looked at everyone present. They had a lot of questions they wanted to ask.
Gu Yanzheng also looked at Director Tu with hesitation.
Deputy Director Chen bluntly voiced his doubts: "Why are you unwilling to even cooperate with them? At least cooperating would allow our people to get through."
Director Tu said calmly, "Cooperate with their operation? Aren't you afraid they'll shift the blame if the operation fails?"
Deputy Director Chen was speechless; how could he have forgotten about this? He paused and said, "So, we'll just leave it at that?"
Director Tu glanced around, knowing all too well what kind of people his men were. He was sure they were all incredibly resentful.
He said calmly, "We changed into plainclothes and followed them to Hedong. The members of the task force went there on a publicly funded trip."
Gu Yanzheng was truly convinced from the bottom of his heart.
Everyone present couldn't help but laugh, and Director Liu also said, "Yes, tourism is always an option."
Director Tu calmly said, "Once we're there, we're ready to take over at any time. Ensuring the safety of the hostages is our top priority. Even if their plan is reckless, we must avoid the worst-case scenario. Let's use civilian vehicles. We'll report back later. We were forced to make this decision on the spot, you understand?"
Deputy Director Chen slammed his fist on the table: "I totally understand! If something happens while you're traveling, it's only right to lend a hand to a fellow unit."
Director Zhang hesitated for a moment and said, "But this procedure... isn't it against regulations?"
But the chief of the bureau, a ruthless and intimidating figure, was completely unfazed. Having seen many big scenes, he smiled and said, "As long as we successfully rescue the hostages, no one will care about minor procedural flaws."
As he spoke, he called out Gu Yanzheng: "You adjust the action plan to the optimal solution. Don't worry about who's pressuring you, just listen to me. If anything goes wrong, I'll take the blame."
"Yes!" Gu Yanzheng answered crisply.
After the meeting ended, Director Liu took another sip of tea from his large tea mug and said, "'A minor flaw,' truly, one is never too old to learn."
"If you learn it, Director Tu will definitely have more ways to deal with you." Gu Yanzheng felt confident, and his expression finally improved. He finally understood where the root of the "unhealthy trend" in his unit lay.
"I don't know this?" Director Liu glared at him. "You're so disrespectful, hurry up and go. By the way, gold?"
Gu Yanzheng said, "Ready, almost there."
Director Liu said with a mix of emotion and pride, "No matter how powerful Hedong is, it can't hold onto a gold mine."
Gu Yanzheng walked to the door and shook his head with amusement.
Park Heung-sung and Jeon Yong-bong arrived near the provincial border. Twenty kilometers south was the final location of the Hedong transaction—the Suoyu Bay Hotel.
The air here already smelled of the sea. Following Gu Yanzheng's instructions, they made temporary arrangements at an abandoned and desolate threshing ground on the provincial border. No sooner had they arrived than seven or eight private cars followed. While the task force members were still wondering what was going on, a helicopter carrying medical personnel arrived.
"Why such a big commotion? Did the Hebei Provincial Department lose to Director Tu in their verbal sparring?" Tian Yongfeng said in high spirits, "Then we'd better hurry over there."
Park Heung-sung looked at him with a complicated expression, walked over to the private car fleet, looked at the license plates, and said, "They're all using fake plates, specifically for this project. I'm afraid we didn't reach an agreement."
Lu Ye squatted outside the meadow, swatting mosquitoes off his legs and munching on a blade of grass, his eyes filled with a sense of aimlessness.
Zhou Chuanxi wasn't much of a fan. He was twirling a few blades of grass when he saw a helicopter landing in the distance. He kicked Lu Ye and said, "Let's go take a look."
They walked from the meadow to the outside of the threshing floor guardhouse and saw two more cars approaching in the distance. It felt like the drivers had their feet in the gas tanks, and they were speeding along like lightning.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a Cherokee.
"Boss!" Lu Ye saw Gu Yanzheng get out of the car carrying a briefcase, reached out to take it, and almost broke his arm in the process: "What is this thing? It's so heavy! Even a heavy machine gun isn't this heavy. Did you rob the provincial headquarters?"
Gu Yanzheng asked Zhou Chuanxi to open the briefcase, and the task force members, including Park Heung-sung and Tian Yongfeng, who gathered around, were almost blinded by the golden light.
"Eighty pounds of pure gold." Gu Yanzheng said calmly, "Everyone will change into plainclothes for the operation. We'll deploy on the perimeter and be ready to take over the arrest at any time."
Lu Ye touched the gold bars; the cold yet burning sensation was truly exhilarating. He said from the bottom of his heart, "I hope Sister Pearl is safe. If she saw so much gold, she would definitely be blinded by greed again."
Gu Yanzheng chuckled and said, "If she hears you talking about her behind her back, she'll definitely let you taste the flavor of the family heirloom hammer."
Tian Yongfeng put on a bulletproof vest under his plainclothes jacket, and said while buttoning it up, "Don't say anything. She's lucky and will definitely get out of danger."
The fifteen task force members, fully equipped with weapons, ammunition, and bulletproof vests, teamed up and got into private cars. Each car was equipped with a radio for communication at any time.
Knowing that Gu Yanzheng was very wealthy, Tian Yongfeng watched as the long convoy of cars drove off into the national highway and quickly dispersed. He suddenly said, "Could these cars also be his? Where did he get them from?"
Wang Bo drove for a moment, then said in silence, "I'm envious."
Xiao Min, sitting in the back checking ammunition, looked up and said, "I'm envious."
Tian Yongfeng ground his back teeth and said after a long while, "I'm not envious at all."
After the first sound, two snickers followed.
The Cherokee overtook them from behind, accelerating away. A medical helicopter flew low behind, heading in the same direction.
"Could the helicopter belong to his family too?" Xu Jiutian Yongfeng muttered to himself.
"...I don't know." Xiao Min whispered from behind, "If we can't compete with them, can we at least try to hire a female vice-captain?"
He followed two cases and witnessed Shen Zhenzhu's prowess, and he was extremely envious of Team Four.
"Hmm...we can try to get this," Tian Yongfeng said, tempted. "Don't tell other teams, or they'll try to steal our players."
After hesitating for a while, Xiao Min finally made her demands: "We need people with a fighting spirit, who dare to face bandits head-on, preferably young and unmarried, with relatives who own restaurants and have good cooking skills to provide delicious food..."
Tian Yongfeng looked at Xiao Min: "Do you think I can find a second Shen Zhenzhu?"
Xiao Min's stubborn streak kicked in, and she muttered, "Let's give it a try. If we find another Shen Zhenzhu, we'll be able to do whatever we want. Maybe we can even be promoted to the Major Crimes Unit together."
Tian Yongfeng laughed in anger: "You call that 'one person becomes an immortal and all their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven'? Are you a chicken or a dog?"
Xiao Min ignored him.
Wang Bo suddenly asked, "How could Qiu Baoshan have killed six police officers and eleven hostages himself? It's not written in the case file."
"I can't write it down." Tian Yongfeng had higher-level file access and was handling Qiu Baoshan's case, so he simply told them, "I don't know what kind of mind-altering drug he used, but the hostages all obeyed his orders and rushed towards the police during the gunfight. We couldn't point our guns at the civilians to avoid them being shot from behind, so we had to disrupt the plan and carry out the rescue. Who knew that Lu Kuishan not only knew how to make his own pistols, but also how to improve grenades, and took the opportunity to throw the enhanced grenades into the crowd... Oh, it was terrible, severed hands and feet were everywhere, but Qiu Baoshan got away."
Xiao Min was still unable to calm down for a long time. When Wang Bo said, "One of the top ten Class A wanted criminals, he truly lives up to his reputation."
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The bus finally came off the national highway.
Driving on the dirt roads of the town, we headed towards the "Suoyuwan Hotel" marked on the map of Hedong Province.
As planned, Lu Kuishan would obtain the gold in exchange for the hostages. Lu Kuishan had no objection to this; he felt more at ease having the gold in his own hands.
“It’s not far from the fishing village’s private port. After you get the gold, get in the car immediately. We have enough gas to get there.” Li Hu recalled Qiu Baoshan’s instructions to him, and pulled out two guns from his waist, handing one to Lu Kuishan: “Remember not to hurt the hostages yet. They will be very useful later.”
Lu Kuishan glanced cruelly at the back, where the hostages were crammed into the last two rows, all trained to be lambs to the slaughter.
"I've heard how spectacular the scene was back then, and I really want to see it for myself to see if it's just hype."
Li Hu disagreed, saying, "You'd better not have the chance to see it." This was a life-saving measure; if they were used, they would definitely be in great danger.
Zhao Guoqiang didn't notice the rocks ahead, and the bus jolted violently, just like his tense and excited state of mind.
Chen Zhenzhu ate only half a piece of bread in two days, her stomach was rumbling and her stomach was starting to cramp.
Her face was so pale that she didn't need to pretend anymore.
The robbers ahead were discussing something, probably related to a deal and their escape. Uncle Dashan didn't go over, which proves that everything was going according to plan.
The hostages huddled together around Uncle Dashan, close to their leader, listening as he quietly reassured them.
"We really don't know what we would have done without you along the way." The daughter, who had a high fever, got a painkiller and fever reducer from Uncle Dashan's bargaining with the robbers. After taking it and taking a nap, her face regained its color.
The woman dared not speak loudly. Looking at Uncle Dashan's face, which had been slapped for asking for painkillers and fever reducers, she felt even more that he was reliable.
Everyone else received help from Uncle Dashan to varying degrees over the course of the past two weeks. Even when Chen Zhenzhu was almost harassed by Lu Kuishan, it was Uncle Dashan who fearlessly stepped in to help her escape.
The fourteen hostages looked at him as if he were their savior, and heard him say, "Once they've taken the gold and achieved their goal, they'll probably kill us all."
Everyone panicked.
The toll collector stammered, "Then, what should we do, uncle? Please help us."
Uncle Dashan pursed his lips, as if deep in thought. All the hostages' eyes were on him, and no one noticed the meaningful smile that Li Hu gave when he turned around.
"They have limited pistols. Rather than waiting to die, we might as well fight to the death." Uncle Dashan finally came up with a plan and told them, "When the time comes, listen to my commands. When I tell you to run, run immediately! I'll take the bullets for you from behind!"
"Uncle, you're such a good person, how could I let you die?" The toll collector said, his teeth chattering. "I won't run, I'll stay behind and take the bullets, you run."
Holding her daughter, the woman looked at her savior and said resolutely, "Yes, it would be such a pity if someone as good as you died. I'm not well, and I've lived long enough. I'll take the bullet for you, you run!"
Led by Shen Zhenzhu, everyone opposed Uncle Dashan's decision, which surprised Uncle Dashan, whose eyes widened and a hint of panic appeared on his face.
"You...you're not afraid of dying?" Uncle Dashan looked at the people who had "moved" him and patted his chest, saying, "I'm strong. Even if I were to take a bullet for someone, I might not be killed."
"Uncle, don't do anything foolish. I'm not afraid to die." Chen Zhenzhu added, "At worst, we can charge up together and grab their guns!"
The woman in front was initially terrified, but now, amidst the atmosphere of everyone being fearless, she spoke up, saying, "I... I can go and steal it too."
Uncle Dashan quickly said, "You should stick to my plan. If they get angry, even more of us will die."
The toll collector, trembling, grabbed Uncle Dashan's arm and said, "They only have three guns, and there are more than ten of us. Do you think they can take us all down?"
The old man in front also said, "That's right, there are many of us, and the police are there when we get to the fields. They will definitely be able to help us."
Before the toll collector could speak again, Uncle Dashan roared, "Shut up!"
Shen Zhenzhu slapped her hand to her mouth with a "smack," looking at Uncle Dashan with trepidation, not daring to provoke him any further.
If Uncle Dashan quits acting, she might be finished if he shoots her in the head.
The old man was displeased and lectured, "Don't blame her, she's still a child. She's just worried about you."
Uncle Dashan controlled his emotions, reached out and patted the toll collector on the shoulder, and when he saw that she was about to speak again, he quickly made a "shh" gesture.
The toll collector covered his mouth, nodded, and gave a knowing look.
Uncle Dashan was extremely frustrated; what a terrible teammate!
He tried to ignore the toll collector, feigning wariness of Li Hu and his group, and told the hostages his plan in a low voice.
Although the hostages disagreed, they had already established Uncle Dashan's trustworthy and reliable image in their minds, and since they had no better options at the moment, one or two of them nodded in agreement to his plan.
Shen Zhenzhu gazed at the receding scenery outside the car window, occasionally spotting bays along the roadside. The reflection of Uncle Dashan in the window revealed the person Shen Zhenzhu had been watching since boarding the car; he had finally given himself away.
The Suoyu Bay Hotel is built in the 1980s architectural style.
As night fell, half of the neon lights for the six characters "Suoyu Bay Hotel" went out, leaving the other half struggling to survive in the darkness. The incomplete character "湾" (bay) occasionally flashed, like the electrocardiogram of a dying person.
It once had its glory days, but ten years later, the Suoyuwan Hotel couldn't keep up with the development trends of the small county town. After being converted from a state-owned enterprise to a private one, the owner went bankrupt within two years.
The concrete surface of the parking lot was cracked into a network, with a few clumps of wild grass stubbornly sprouting from the cracks, only to be crushed into mud by the tires of the bus.
The dried-up fountain was filled with greenish-blue rainwater, covered with a foul-smelling film of oil. In the center of the fountain, Cupid's wing was missing half, revealing rusty steel bars, as if it had been dissected.
Across from the Suoyu Bay Hotel, the curtains in a residential building were blown by the wind, revealing a figure in olive green moving inside. He put down his surveillance binoculars, picked up his walkie-talkie, and said to the sniper in the distance, "Target vehicle has entered the field of view."
"receive."
"receive......"
Inside the bus.
As the bus slowly pulled into the Suoyu Bay Hotel, the hostages realized that this was the final meeting place agreed upon by the kidnappers and the police.
It was also their last hope.
Li Hu and his group seemed focused on preparing for the transaction, relaxing their control over the hostages for a long time, giving Uncle Dashan the opportunity to tell the hostages what to do after getting off the bus.
The hostages, sensing the terror of the kidnappers, relaxed their guard and, persuaded by Uncle Dashan, began to harbor thoughts of resistance.
Shen Zhenzhu was ignored by Uncle Dashan.
To shut her up, they even stuffed a bag of finger biscuits into her mouth.
The toll collector, sobbing and munching on a biscuit to stifle his sobs, listened attentively to Uncle Dashan's instructions without missing a single word.
The bus slowly turned around in the parking lot. Lu Kuishan stood at the door, holding a gun and a sickle tucked into his waistband.
The car door opened, the atmosphere froze, and he suddenly looked at Chen Zhenzhu's position and smiled strangely: "Wait for me."
Shen Zhenzhu cried out and tried to hug Uncle Dashan's arm, but he wisely removed it.
Lu Kuishan walked around the area but didn't find the gold the police had placed there. Reaching the car, he saw Li Hu had already brought the hostages to the door, ready to release them: "Didn't see anything, damn it! Could they be up to something?"
Li Hu made a gesture, and the hostages obediently sat in the front seats and waited for orders.
On the contrary, the usually taciturn Zhao Guoqiang said, "How many hostages have died in the past? Would they dare to play any tricks?"
Lu Kuishan was about to go down and take another look when he suddenly heard Uncle Dashan's voice, which sounded like a sigh: "It's so quiet here, not even a dog is barking."
Li Hu's face tightened, and he turned to Lu Kuishan, saying, "They might really be trying to play tricks on us. Be vigilant!"
The car radio then crackled to life. Zhao Guoqiang answered and quickly told Li Hu, "It's the police. They're demanding that we release all the hostages before giving them the gold."
Enraged, Lu Kuishan punched the car window, shattering the glass: "I told you, cooperating with them is worse than cooperating with the previous group of police. At least the previous group of police knew to put the gold in an obvious place first! Now look what happened, we've all come here, and the gold has vanished."
"Don't worry, we have the hostages in our hands, what are we afraid of?" Li Hu glanced at Uncle Dashan, saw him shake his head without changing his expression, spat on the ground and said, "Tell the police to show us the gold first. If they try to get something for nothing, I'll burn all these hostages alive!"
He took a fuel can from the luggage rack; it was filled with alcohol. He carried the alcohol can to the car door and placed it in a conspicuous spot.
Zhao Guoqiang relayed the message verbatim to the Hedong Public Security Bureau, while remaining vigilant about his surroundings throughout the negotiations.
Lu Kuishan said to Li Hu, "I'll go down and take a look."
Li Hu gave him a wink, and Lu Kuishan walked irritably to Uncle Dashan's side and said fiercely, "Could you please block them for me?"
Uncle Dashan was dragged out of the car by his collar. He seemed to be blocking Lu Kuishan's way, but in fact, this action allowed Qiu Baoshan to observe the surrounding situation.
The commotion inside the bus would surely reach the police. They didn't believe the police could really pull off a ruse without deploying any personnel.
Lu Kuishan roughly dragged Uncle Dashan around the bus, and Shen Zhenzhu saw Uncle Dashan quickly whisper a few words in his ear.
Lu Kuishan immediately picked up his pistol and pointed it at Uncle Dashan's temple, about to pull the trigger and kill the hostage!
Oh no! They're trying to trick the police into showing themselves!
Shen Zhenzhu saw a figure flash past a residential building in the distance and thought to herself, "Oh no! That person isn't a real hostage, it's a robber!"
Uncle Dashan pinpointed the location of the surveillance personnel and saw the shadowy figures flitting past inside the hotel's revolving door in the distance. He shouted, "Please let me go! I didn't talk to them! I didn't do anything!"
The hostages peered out the window at Uncle Dashan's tragic ordeal, and a surge of patriotic fervor welled up within them!
The radio soon crackled with the anxious voice of the Hedong police: "Place the gold next to the fountain. Please do not harm the hostages. Get them out of the car immediately!"
Seeing the hand gesture Da Shan made while struggling, Li Hu took the walkie-talkie and said, "Show yourselves out. We know where you're hiding. The apartment building and the revolving door, right? And there are snipers on standby, right? I'm giving you one minute. If you don't come out, I'll kill one hostage every half minute!"
Shen Zhenzhu closed her eyes tightly.
The robbers have been pushed to the brink by the Hedong Public Security Bureau; hopefully, they will not provoke them further.
Li Hu gestured for Zhao Guoqiang to go to the back and tie up the hostages. The remaining thirteen hostages were tied up in two groups. The leader of the group with Shen Zhenzhu was unhappy, feeling that Shen Zhenzhu was too cowardly and would be a burden to them.
Lu Kuishan threw Uncle Dashan to the ground. The pitiful "old farmer" rolled around on the ground a few times. When he raised his face, he was winking at the hostages who had gotten off the bus.
The Hedong Public Security Bureau quickly organized a team to appear in the parking lot of the Suoyuwan Hotel. They were carrying shields and weapons, and a bag of gold was placed ten meters away.
"Damn it, are you trying to make a fool of me?" Even if Lu Kuishan was reckless, he wouldn't brazenly take the gold from under the police's guns. He grabbed a hostage and held him in front of himself, angrily shouting, "Am I a fish? You think you can fish me like this—"
Beep—
A bullet grazed his cheek. Lu Kuishan touched his face in a daze, and when he opened his hand and saw the bloodstains, he was furious!
He picked up the hostage and pointed the gun at him. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, someone from the police shouted, "We're bringing you the gold! Don't hurt the hostage!"
Li Hu knew that Lu Kuishan was prone to losing control, and that if Lu Kuishan lost control during the tense standoff, the situation would be difficult to manage!
He ordered Lu Kuishan, "Go and collect the gold, and release the hostage. Hurry, don't kill him!"
Forced to prioritize the greater good, Lu Kuishan abandoned the hostages and fired three shots into the air!
The policeman pushing the gold over nervously swallowed hard. After handing the "gold" to Lu Kuishan, he took off running as instructed. Luckily, he was fast enough that Lu Kuishan fired several shots at his heels on the concrete ground!
Li Hu shoved Shen Zhenzhu and her group of hostages forward to meet Lu Kuishan, while he himself hid behind a row of hostages. Anyone with eyes could see that he was simply using Lu Kuishan as a pawn.
"Take a look and see if it's right," Lu Kuishan said menacingly. "If there's even the slightest mistake, I'll kill them all!"
Li Hu, who had long since mastered the art of gold, frowned as soon as he opened the bag. After tapping it against the gold a few times, he took a bite...
Li Hu tossed the gold bars onto the bag, a cold, cruel smile playing on his lips. He looked down to check the bullets and said to Lu Kuishan, "Kill them!"
Lu Kuishan received Li Hu's order, raised his pistol, used the hostages as bulletproof vests, and began firing at a group of police officers in front of him.
The hostages screamed in terror and their legs went weak. Uncle Dashan shouted from the side, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"
Shen Zhenzhu hid behind him, thinking to herself, "Of course I'm not afraid, Uncle! Keep your distance and don't move! I still have loans to pay off, I can't die, I have to leave a clean reputation in this world."
The sniper on the other side shot Lu Kuishan in the ear, and half of his ear fell to the ground near Chen Zhenzhu's feet.
The toll collector kicked it nervously, letting half of the ear disappear into the grass.
Intense firefight erupted at the scene, and Gu Yanzheng and his men, who had been blocking the perimeter from a distance, immediately sprang into action. They stealthily fired from elsewhere, and before Li Hu and the others could react, Zhao Guoqiang was struck by Gu Yanzheng!
Uncle Dashan realized he was surrounded, and that the gold was fake, so he understood that the police had no intention of letting them leave!
Zhao Guoqiang collapsed at his feet, bullets scattering on the ground. Clutching his trouser leg, he coughed up blood, crying, "Save me...save me..."
Uncle Dashan kicked him aside and suddenly shouted amidst the hail of bullets, "Run towards number three!!"
This signal was not only for the hostages, but also for his accomplices!
Upon hearing the instruction, Li Hu bypassed Zhao Guoqiang, who was lying on the ground, and turned to run towards the bus! Lu Kuishan reached out to grab the toll collector, but saw that the toll collector's legs had gone weak and he had collapsed to the ground!
Lu Kuishan had no choice but to abandon her and head straight for the bus!
The hostages, like a flock of frightened sheep, ran in terror toward the twenty-odd police officers opposite, following Uncle Dashan's "third-party direction"!
The scene seemed familiar. In the distance, Gu Yanzheng's eyelids twitched as he watched the Hedong police put down their guns.
He immediately jumped from the third floor of the hotel to the second-floor platform, ran to the edge, and shouted, "Scatter! Everyone scatter to within a hundred meters!!"
The Hedong police couldn't hear his cries; before them lay hostages awaiting rescue. Driven by their mission, even if it meant facing mountains of knives and seas of fire, they had to pull the hostages to safety!
With red eyes, the hostages had no other thoughts in their minds. As the police drew closer, they seemed to see a glimmer of hope for survival!
Excited smiles appeared on their lips, a flash of gratitude towards Uncle Dashan. Little did they know that their beloved and trusted Uncle Dashan had pulled out a modified spherical grenade, pulled out the safety pin, and was about to loosen the latch and ignite the fuse!
"This time I'm going to kill twenty policemen!" A look of hatred and bloodlust flashed in Qiu Baoshan's eyes as he confidently spread his arms, ready to throw—
It happened in the blink of an eye!
A small hand suddenly appeared behind him, pressing down firmly on the buckle to prevent the fuse from igniting!
A chilling voice sounded behind him:
"Uncle, didn't I tell you not to forget me?"
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Author's note: Toll collector Zhuzhu: Beep, destination reached.
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Finally finished writing this, everyone can relax a little. I need to take a day off tomorrow (kneeling). I'm so sorry, a family member suddenly developed a big black spot in their eye and needs to go to the hospital for a checkup. I'm really, really, really worried and want to go with them. See you the day after tomorrow, there's a red envelope for you!
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This article is fictional and does not reflect any true meaning. It respects and cherishes the public security comrades.
Everything is for the sake of the plot.
Some of the dialogue in this chapter is referenced from the internet and modified.
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