Chapter 358
Mr. Mike struggled to get up from the ground.
Only then did they see that the man in charge of steering and controlling the ship had been knocked out of the glass in front of the control room by the huge impact and was lying on the deck, his life or death unknown.
"Mr. Mike, hurry in."
The remaining two men looked around nervously, stepped back, and bent down to pull Mr. Mike on the ground.
Just as the two men stood up, there was a bang, and the strong man who was supporting Mr. Mike was shocked all over, and blood gushed out of his chest.
"jack~,jack~"
The remaining man shouted his companion's name with a sad face, while quickly pulling the gun in his hand and loading it.
“Mr. Mike, go into the control room, the ship has stopped.”
“If caught, we will all die.”
Mr. Mike got up tremblingly, ran towards the cabin with his body hunched over, and with a bang, he was shot in the lower abdomen.
He gritted his teeth, got up and continued running.
After running into the control room with great difficulty, he pulled the rudder with all his strength into the forward gear and felt the cruise ship shooting out at a rapid speed. Mr. Mike then covered his lower abdomen, closed his eyes and fainted.
Wang Zhongru looked at the cruise ship flying away quickly, his eyes filled with unwillingness, and he clenched his fists and hit the railing quickly.
"Chase him, speed up as fast as you can, and catch up!"
"yes!"
However, their ships were not as good as those built at great expense by Western countries in terms of performance. After chasing for a while, the distance between the two sides widened further and further.
On the other side, Kong Liu and others heard the dense gunfire behind them, and they all swam forward desperately as if they were risking their lives.
The distance of five thousand meters is not close, and it is almost exhausting all their strength.
They held their breath and no one dared to stop, or even slack off. Their hands paddled like propellers, almost breaking the limits of human beings.
Fortunately, the wind was in our favor and I finally touched the sand, allowing me to breathe heavily.
Just as the group was helping each other climb onto the beach, glaring headlights shone on them, and rows of fully equipped armed police pointed their guns at them.
Meng Bai and the others collapsed all over and sat on the ground, raising their hands tremblingly, their eyes full of despair.
At five o'clock in the morning, the end of the horizon was blood red.
Wang Zhongru, who had not slept all night, stood on the beach with his hands behind his back, expressionless.
Small boats shuttled back and forth on the sea, and the bodies pulled out of the sea were lined up on the beach.
There were A Biao, Liu Saner and his gang, as well as tall blond foreigners.
Meng Bai and his group's yacht was driven to the shore, and boxes of cultural relics were lifted off the yacht.
"Report to the captain, everything has been cleaned up."
The person who came was Huang Kun, the contact person of Wucheng Trading Company.
Although he didn't sleep all night, he was full of energy.
This operation was a complete victory.
In Shanghai, an underground cultural relics smuggling group involving collusion between officials and businessmen was caught red-handed, and several major leaders were all arrested, and middle and high-level cadres in the organization were either captured or executed.
In addition, a series of revelations followed about a large group of "suspects" detained by Meng Bai in the basement of the factory, Yu Shengchun, the second-in-command of the Meng family villa, and several younger brothers under Kong Liu, Zhou Liang and Lan Chengyong.
This time, more than a hundred criminals were arrested at once.
The cultural relics involved in the transaction were also intercepted and recovered. The most important thing is that in such a large-scale gunfight, no comrades on their side died in the line of duty. Only two comrades were shot, but their lives were not in danger.
We did manage to kill nearly a dozen foreign invaders, which is a very impressive achievement even in the police force in recent years.
No wonder someone in Kyoto would find ways to squeeze Wang Wenliang into this event. The police officers who participated in the event had this political achievement added to their files, which was quite outstanding.
"Captain, what's wrong with you?" Huang Kun asked when he saw Wang Zhongru frowning and looking at the sea with a gloomy face.
"Isn't it about time we go back? The General Administration has arranged for reporters from several major newspapers to interview us!"
Wang Zhongru looked at Huang Kun expressionlessly and asked coldly.
"Didn't you say you've already informed the maritime patrol?"
"Why didn't their people show up later?"
Huang Kun's face darkened. "Captain, the message we sent was intercepted. It seems to be related to Lan Chengyong."
"He's a first-level customs inspector in Shanghai, and he often comes into contact with the sea. So, with his frequent visits, he might have planted some secret agents there, too."
Wang Zhongru's eyes were filled with a storm, "If they had come, those two idiots from yesterday wouldn't have been able to escape!"
"Have they sent out their search boat?"
Huang Kun looked at Wang Zhongru's panicked expression and nodded, "After we finished here last night, we already told them, and they said they would send patrol ships to intercept and search!"
"Captain Wang, are you worried about Comrade Su? I'm sure she'll be fine."
Huang Kun saw that Wang Zhongru looked a little timid, opened his mouth, and mustered up the courage to persuade him.
"There were thirteen people on their boat at the time, and eight of them fell into the sea. I was watching through binoculars at the time. That Russian guy was also shot. Three people were killed and lying on the deck. One was thrown through the glass in front of the control room and is still outside. It's unknown whether he is alive or dead. The possibility of the others surviving is not high."
"Comrade Su is quick-witted, smart, and brave. She will definitely be fine!"
"Maybe, maybe there will be news from the patrol ship soon!"
"Ah~"
Wang Zhongru sighed deeply. When his boat collided with the ship, he seemed to vaguely see Su Qingci's figure rushing in.
He was 100% sure that Su Qingci was still on the cruise ship, but now there was no trace of her either alive or dead.
I just hope that the patrol ships at sea can find the cruise ship as soon as possible!
"Go back!" Wang Zhongru looked at the endless sea again and said to Huang Kun with a gloomy look.
When Su Qingci woke up, it was already past ten o'clock the next morning.
The fluffy carpet was blown towards her nose by the air conditioner.
"Hmph~"
Su Qingci felt itchy and sneezed twice subconsciously.
Then he slowly opened his eyes and crawled up to sit up.
The violent collision yesterday knocked her unconscious. Her head is still dizzy and her whole body aches.
"yue~"
She dry heaved twice and held her dizzy head. Was she suffering from a concussion?
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