Chapter 342 A Clue Has Been Found in Father's Death "Squeak—"
A soft sound of a door opening echoed in the quiet living room!
The door opened!
Inside the command vehicle, almost everyone clenched their fists simultaneously. The assault team leader growled into the channel, "The Fluffy Squad has completed its mission!"
"The gates are open! All teams—ram!"
The three little squirrels hanging on the doorknob heard the sudden, extremely low, rapid footsteps outside the door.
They immediately released their claws in perfect unison, landed lightly, and quickly hid under the nearest sofa, leaving only a few pairs of bright eyes watching everything that was about to happen with a mixture of tension and excitement.
The fully armed special police officers surged in silently and swiftly, like a black tide.
at this time.
Zhang Yucheng was leaning back in the leather chair in his study, his phone pressed to his ear, a greedy smile on his face.
On the other end of the phone, the "collector" was full of praise for his "artistic vision" and the "value of his collection."
And it reaffirmed the heart-pounding offer of "three times, over 100 million".
"Don't worry, as long as the funds are in place, my few prized possessions will be..."
Zhang Yucheng hadn't finished speaking.
"Click".
A very faint, yet unusually clear, click of a door lock opening came from the direction of the living room behind him.
Zhang Yucheng's smile froze instantly, and an ominous premonition shot up his spine like an iceberg.
He instinctively turned his head—
The doorway to the study is scarier than anything in a horror movie.
Appearing like ghosts in an instant were several special police officers dressed in black combat uniforms and wearing helmets and masks.
They stormed in instantly with an absolutely professional tactical formation, taking control of the entrance and advantageous angles with swift and sharp movements, without making a single unnecessary sound.
Several dark gun muzzles, glowing with a deadly glint in the dim light of tactical flashlights, were steadily pointed at his vital points.
What made his blood almost freeze was the red laser spot from the sniper rifle, which was imprinted precisely in the center of his forehead.
Zhang Yucheng was completely stunned; his mind went blank!
He even had the absurd thought: During the Lunar New Year, the police were conducting a drill and raiding his home?
Or...did we go to the wrong place for the team building activity?
He opened his mouth, and a few incoherent syllables squeezed out from his dry throat: "You...how did you..."
"Zhang Yucheng!" The SWAT captain's voice was loud and cold, piercing through his chaotic thoughts.
"You are hereby arrested in accordance with the law on suspicion of multiple serious criminal offenses, including intentional homicide, illegal detention, and organizing the trafficking of human organs!"
"Put down your phone, put your hands behind your head, and slowly turn around!"
"Don't make any unnecessary movements!"
Every word struck Zhang Yucheng's eardrums like a heavy hammer.
He was completely unaware of how the police knew and how they managed to sneak in so quietly!
The phone slipped from Zhang Yucheng's hand and fell onto the carpet with a "thud," from which he could faintly hear a questioning voice: "Hello? Mr. Zhang?"
The police officer playing the collector was quite dedicated.
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