Traffic police nearby received orders to block all streets leading to Po Kam Bank, including Argyle Street and Shanghai Street. Vehicles and pedestrians could only go out but not in. The roads were closed to divert traffic and prepare for major incidents.
All police officers from the three police stations in Yau Tsim Mong were mobilized, and the West Kowloon Serious Crime Unit was urgently recruited. Superintendent Chan Mo Kit of the anti-triad group O was appointed as the chief commander in a critical moment to arrange a circle around Po Kam Bank.
Police cars and trucks were fully loaded and approached the Shanghai Street bank robbery site with alarm bells ringing.
The first to arrive at the scene were three detectives from the West Kowloon Serious Crime Unit B. Sergeant Chin and another detective had a fierce gun battle with the robbers.
The exact information that Agent Yi Jiayi conveyed to the headquarters via the intercom was:
One of the three robbers was killed, and the other two robbers had at least one submachine gun and a 54-caliber high-intensity Black Star pistol. The situation of the citizens and bank employees trapped in the bank is unknown, and it is unknown whether there have been casualties in the bank.
A military assault vehicle was used as a temporary command center. On the way to the Baojin Bank, Chen Wujie had completed the initial layout.
Negotiation experts, SPU (Special Police Flying Tigers under the Mobile Force), and police snipers were dispatched and on standby at any time.
Wear bulletproof vests and explosion-proof helmets to prepare for a firefight.
"Order the first arrived Major Crime Unit B not to act rashly. Shanghai Street is a densely populated area, and the situation of the personnel in Baojin Bank is unknown. The media has also rushed to the scene with camera equipment. Bullets have no eyes, and no more unnecessary casualties can occur." Chen Wujie had just finished dispatching other departments and turned to another police officer urgently.
The police officer received the order and switched lines on the intercom.
"7512, please answer! 7512, please answer!"
There was no response from the other side, and the police officer changed the words: "CID Detective 7647 Yi Jiayi! Please answer if you hear me! Yi Jiayi, please answer if you hear me!"
Still no reply.
"Sir Chen, no reply." The police officer was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead, but he didn't have time to wipe it off.
Chen Wujie pursed his lips into a straight line, his expression solemn, and spoke after a few seconds:
"Order the traffic police to clear the way for the ambulance, and urgently dispatch the forensic doctors of the West Kowloon Serious Crime Unit to rush to the scene. Urge them all."
"Chen sir, you mean--" Inspector O's face was grim.
"I hope that no more people will need ambulances and forensic doctors... It's better to be prepared." Chen Wujie gritted his teeth and looked at his watch again, "How long will it take to arrive at the scene?"
"2 minutes." The driver stepped on the accelerator and responded.
"Dayong, continue to call Baojin Bank." Chen Wujie took a deep breath.
I hope someone will answer...
...
...
On the streets of Shanghai, after the gunfight shifted to Baojin Bank, people hiding nearby took the opportunity to flee to the farther streets.
Everyone was running side by side or brushing shoulders with others, and no one paid attention to who was around them or what they were doing. There were still many people around, but they seemed to have become invisible. No one was paying attention to them, no one was caring about them.
The man in the gray shirt narrowed his eyes slightly, and his beast-like gaze roamed over the little policewoman -
the plaid jacket seemed too big because of her thin shoulders, and the back of her neck exposed to the air was white and slender, as if it would break if it was twisted lightly.
The man in the gray shirt moved his gaze away and fell on her face again: the small face, the size of a palm, had long lost its color, and the big eyes stared dully at the body of the uniformed police officer, as if they had been completely frightened.
Unarmed, thin and harmless.
A toy Transformer was kicked away by a fleeing citizen, rolled past the feet of the gray-shirted man, and finally hit Yi Jiayi's feet, making a creaking sound. The little policewoman was startled and trembled, but her stunned eyes were still looking forward without focus.
The gray-shirted man held the pistol in his arms and finally did not pull it out.
He did not want to alarm the enemy by shooting, fearing that the detectives in the bank would be aware of his presence, and he also felt that the completely frightened female detective squatting there had no killing power at all.
Retracting his gaze, he quietly walked past Yi Jiayi and walked cautiously towards Baojin Bank.
Yi Jiayi was still immersed in the mind-flow image, and in her eyes was the scene that the uniformed police officer 7512 saw before his death.
She vaguely sensed that someone was walking past her and seemed to glance at her.
But her mind was in a mess and she had no time to pay attention to anything else. Only a small doubt flashed through her mind, "Why is there still someone walking towards the bank at this time?", and then she fell into the flow image again.
7512 had clearly pointed his gun at the robbers in the bank, but another bullet shot from somewhere else and hit his chest directly.
He staggered a step before realizing what had happened.
Seeing this scene, Jiayi's breathing stopped. 6 seconds later, she saw a man's face in the flow image.
It was the face of a plainclothes passerby without a hood!
The uniformed police officer covered his chest and searched for the shooter. At the last moment before he fell, he caught sight of the muzzle of the gun that shot him and met the eyes of the shooter.
The man was wearing a gray coat and standing with the passers-by who were watching the excitement. The hand holding the gun and the muzzle of the gun were hidden under the coat.
Jiayi also saw the evil and creepy eyes of the gray-shirted male killer through the sight of uniformed police officer 7512.
After seeing the other party shoot, he quickly retracted the muzzle of the gun, put the last piece of the sea roll into his mouth, chewed while looking away, and in the blink of an eye, he blended into the ordinary passers-by and could no longer be distinguished.
Her chest tightened, and Jiayi suddenly woke up.
She stood up immediately, and saw the gray-shirted man walked around the dead body of the robber at the bank door, walked over the bank threshold, and walked towards Fang Zhenyue and others.
He was the fourth robber!
Fang Zhenyue and Sanfu were concentrating on fighting the two robbers in the bank and could not afford to be distracted. They didn't know that there was a fourth robber here, and they didn't care about what was behind them.
Jiayi, with her hands covered in blood, shouted anxiously into the bank: "Sir Fang! Sir Fang! Brother Sanfu--"
But the gunshots in the bank were deafening, and the people inside couldn't hear her voice at all.
What should I do... What should I do...
In the noise around, there was the sound of approaching sirens... But, it was still too far away!
Jiayi felt her adrenaline surge wildly, all the sounds in her ears became louder, and the things she saw seemed clearer. Her brain was working quickly to find a solution, and her eyes were darting around -
suddenly, her eyes fixed on a certain place, and her pupils suddenly shrank.
...
After the gray-shirted man determined the positions of Sanfu and Fang Zhenyue, he patiently evaluated how to dodge after firing the first shot, and then how to shoot the second person.
The experienced bandit was used to thinking before doing anything, so as to be prepared for any eventuality.
He calculated the time, the position, and the escape route before taking action - this was the reason why he had been alive and not caught for many years in this business.
After a quick calculation, he pulled out his hand hidden in his clothes, holding the revolver that had shot and killed the uniformed police officer. He
raised the muzzle of the gun and pointed it at Fang Zhenyue's defenseless back -
Fang Zhenyue was hiding behind a row of wooden compartments, so he could avoid the muzzle of the Black Star gun behind the side counter of the bank, but he was unaware of the muzzle of the gun pointed at him from the main entrance of the bank behind him.
The grey-shirted man stood with his legs apart and his pistol raised in front of his chest, which was the standard isosceles shooting posture commonly used by men.
He pulled the hammer open and aimed -
"Bang!" The gun went off.
The grey-shirted man stared at the pistol he was holding, and he had not yet had time to pull the trigger.
His body uncontrollably staggered forward two steps, and he turned his head in disbelief to the outside of the bank, and saw the last clear scene before his death.
The streets of Shanghai were in chaos, and the fleeing citizens threw debris and garbage all over the ground.
The harmless female police officer, who he did not take seriously, was standing steadily on the street in front of the door in a Weaver-style shooting posture, pointing the gun at him, and methodically performing the trigger reset action after firing the gun.
After the police rifle SIGP250DCc was fired, the muzzle became hot, distorting the air in the fist-sized area around the muzzle.
From a distance, that area was hovering in front of the policewoman's face, blurring her features.
…
A few seconds ago, at the critical moment, Jiayi picked up the service gun of uniformed police officer 7512, her hands stained with 7512's blood, and shot the gray-shirted man who shot and killed him for 7512.
In fixed-point shooting, Yi Jiayi's ten-ring rate is 100%.
The gray-shirted man staggered to the ground, the gun slipped out of his hand and he was kicked away by Jiayi after he ran out of the bank.
His fingers twitched slightly, and his gradually blurred and dark vision passed over the straight figure of the female police officer, and fell on the big clock hanging on the building across the street. The minute hand of the clock pointed between 2 and 3.
His time was forever frozen at this moment.
...
When the assault vehicle of O-Triad police superintendent Chen Wujie stopped in front of Po Kam Bank, the gun battle was still going on.
The surroundings were filled with smoke and miasma. Everything was knocked down by fleeing pedestrians, including garbage, shopping bags, leftover food, stepped on shoes, and knocked off car rearview mirrors... The streets were like the end of the world, and it was obvious what kind of tragic escape and panic had happened here in the short time before.
There was a dead body lying outside the bank. Although the gunshots were inside the bank, they were still deafening and frightening.
In the chaos of everyone fleeing, Sir Chen looked through the car window and saw female detective Yi Jiayi holding her pistol in a standard sideways position. She dodged and rushed into the bank without hesitation.