Chapter 298

Kowloon.

suburb.

Ten police cars stopped steadily on the roadside, and dozens of police officers quickly touched a bungalow at the foot of the mountain.

Square back against the mountain wall, the eaves covered with moss, at a glance is an old house in disrepair and uninhabited for a long time.

Such old houses are often rented by associations as temporary warehouses, joint locations, etc. After the demolition of the old house, these scenes will become rooftops, warehouses and freezers.

Everything cannot escape the economic law.

Renting a dilapidated square is much cheaper than renting a warehouse or a building.

"Long winded, long winded." At this moment, there was a slight sound of footsteps near the woods. Zhuang Shikai, armed with a gun in both hands, took the lead and rushed to the front, ready to shoot at any time.

In the war with criminals, gun shooting is the first choice, and close combat is the alternative in times of crisis.

No one is stupid enough to put a gun in a gun bag forever. When he meets someone with closed hands, he comes forward to meet friends with martial arts.

You know, no one in the Jianghu has high martial arts. Who wins and who loses is the key.

Your excellent martial arts is only your own business. Superiors, opponents and subordinates only care about the results.

Wang Jianjun seems to like close killing, but that's just the style of chopping melons and vegetables. When he really meets his opponent, he still takes guns first.

The path in front of the bungalow was empty. The police officers were divided into two teams, all hidden in the woods beside the road. While enduring the cutting of leaves and weeds, they approached carefully.

Fortunately, the police officers were fully equipped and supported by combat boots and bulletproof vests. They were not scratched or stabbed.

"Di."

When Zhuang Shikai is 20 meters close to the target, he launches his super ability: Inspiration detection.

A signal wave centered on his mind immediately spread around, and then swept through the bungalow.

The thermal structure inside the bungalow immediately unfolded in his mind.

"Attack."

Zhuang Shikai suddenly lowered his two inch muzzle and made a gesture to the side.

He learned from the inspiration map in his mind that there was no one in the bungalow, so the decision to rush ahead suddenly lost its necessity.

Therefore, he would lower his gun and hand over the organization of the attack to his subordinates.

This is tantamount to buying a blind box when shopping. He has secretly seen the things in it, so there is no need to see it again. Then hand it to the girl shopping together and let her open the box by herself.

I've bought everything anyway.

Can't you not show her?

"Go!" When yuan Haoyun and Li Cangdong saw the officer's gesture, they immediately accelerated their steps and led their men and horses to rush around the square.

Police officers surrounded the square and squatted by the window and door with guns.

"Bang!" Yuan Haoyun and Li Cangdong hit the door with their shoulders and took the lead in the attack.

They came forward at the same time. After knocking the door tacitly, they rolled into the room from left to right. Then they knelt on one knee and pointed their guns at the room.

"Wow!" Then the police officers by the window and the door quickly got up and aimed dozens of guns at the room, but the room was empty and no one was seen.

"Report, sir! No one! " Yuan Haoyun put away his gun and shouted with a depressed expression.

Zhuang Shikai walked into the room in a suit with a flat expression: "search."

He didn't feel much regret or anger about his first action.

First, he recognized that special forces should have this level of anti reconnaissance capability.

Second, inspiration detection has long had results.

Third, the indomitable strength in his heart made him not unable to accept failure.

Moreover, as long as the action is still in progress, it can not be defined as failure.

“yes，sir。” Yuan Haoyun and others put away their guns and led a group of police officers to investigate the scene. Li Cangdong took another group of police officers in charge of peripheral duty and exploration.

Soon, the survey results inside and outside the room were available.

There are traces of human activities in the room, and it can be judged that it is the activity of the day.

For example, cigarettes whose cigarette ends have not yet blackened, instant noodles whose soup has not yet made enzymes, and finished sofas.

There are also some footprints and action marks outside the room.

But from a cigarette end on the ground, it can probably be judged that the target character moved an hour or two ago.

This is probably a place for him to rest temporarily. Then he arranged a more hidden nest, so he moved in advance and escaped the pursuit of the police.

"Close the line." Zhuang Shikai finally threw a new cigarette end into the instant noodles, left a warning sign, and then turned around and left.

Since it is transferred in advance, there is no problem of insider or pursuit.

Zhuang Shikai did not like to be angry and ended the team calmly.

He knows that dealing with Wang Jianjun alone is a way of handling a case, and when Wang Jianjun and Wang Bao are tied together, another way of handling a case should be adopted.

Lone rangers who are not familiar with life are easy to do. Let the brothers search and arrest with all their strength. They can always be scraped out in three, five, six or seven days. Just scrape it out and kill it!

But when the lone ranger is combined with the local boss, it's not so easy.

It's hard to scrape it out by scraping.

You can only choose another way.

Fortunately, he has an undercover around Wang Bao, and Wang Jianjun will jump in front of Zhuang Shikai sooner or later.

It won't last three or five days.

It's only one or two days short.

Zhuang Shikai still has this patience

……

After the police closed the team that day, Zhuang Shikai drove home. In addition to the police officer on duty, the other brothers also took a rest from work.

In the manor villa, Zhuang Shikai stood on the rooftop and smoked after dinner, as if he wanted to see something from the night sky.

But he didn't see anything.

May saw that he was in a bad mood.

So when she went to bed at night, Ah Mei took the initiative to put her feet on Zhuang Sir's waist, support her small face, blink and blink at ah Kai, asking in her eyes.

Zhuang Shikai was a little depressed because of his death, so he didn't have the heart to do anything. Put her hand around May's neck, then close her eyes and sleep, so that a little spider who has just built a nest underground can escape.

the second day.

Spend the day on official business.

night.

eleven o'clock.

The day is over.

Start busy at night.

At the door of a restaurant specializing in white affairs in the West District, a small stall with white cloth was set up. Several helpers of police officers in the west district took early leave and were sitting in their positions to register their names.

I saw people coming and going at the door of the restaurant, but it was not noisy. Even the occasional conversation was whispered, as if afraid to disturb the tranquility of the dead.

A police officer in a suit and jacket entered the restaurant after registering his name and leaving silk money.

Today is a white matter between Zhou Sir and two police officers. They died of community murder. They are diligent and brave heroes. If Zhuang Sir paid for it, it would be more beautiful. Only then did their family have a wallet to go to the restaurant.

In fact, people who know Zhuang Sir know that Zhuang Sir is very righteous. The loss of the police officers who died with him was all his responsibility. Last time, several prison guards and police officers who were killed by Wang Jianguo in action were the same.

The subordinates who died on duty are taken care of by Lord Zhuang. Sometimes, even if there are police officers killed or died accidentally in the land system, Lord Zhuang will send a big red envelope to express his feelings.

At this time, a Pingzhi official car arrived at the door of the restaurant. Police officers such as Li Shutang, Huang Weiyao and Zhou Huabiao kept at the door. Seeing the license plate of the official car, they immediately got up and came forward.

"Zhuang sir, Zhuang sir..." after Zhuang Shikai bowed down and got off the bus, the police officers immediately gathered around him and said hello.

"Well." Zhuang Shikai nodded. Instead of talking to the police officers, he went to the tent first, took out three thick red envelopes from the inner bag of his suit and put them on the table.

For the white work of the three police officers, of course, those who come will send three silk coins.

Some people will give Zhou Sir a bigger bag.

Zhuang Sir is the same age as three people. Each person is ten thousand yuan.

The police officer in charge of collecting the money in the West District looked at each other, shook his head and said, "Zhuang sir, if your family can't accept your silk money anymore."

"That's the rule." Zhuang Shikai left silk and gold, looked at them and took a group of police officers into the restaurant.

On both sides of the corridor of the restaurant, wreaths from various jurisdictions and relatives and friends were stacked. Above the entrance of the auditorium, there is an elegiac couplet with white cloth and black characters, which is particularly solemn.

According to the custom of doing white work on Hong Kong Island, family members only send obituaries without invitations. Interested people will come when they see the obituary. Those who do not show up are free and difficult. They must not worry about it again.

There are many people present today. Many police officers on duty will send a bunch of flowers and a silk letter even if they don't arrive. It can be seen that no one will forget these police officers who worked silently and died bravely.

"I'm sorry." Zhuang Shikai walked into the auditorium with a serious expression, bowed to the three police officers on the incense case according to the process, and then walked to the three families.

"Thank you... Zhuang sir..."

"We can't even do white work without you..."

Zhou Sir's widow was dressed in linen clothes, wearing a white scarf and hugging a man and a woman with two children.

At the moment, Mrs. Zhou was full of tears, and the two children were numb with tears.

Zhuang Shikai knew they didn't lie. Although Zhou Sir's salary was not low, he had two children to support. He couldn't save money at ordinary times.

This kind of family men can live well when they are still alive. When a man falls down, the whole family will collapse. The next day will not be very easy. Fortunately, the police welfare group has subsidized benefits for everyone who sacrifices police officers.

According to the immediate family members, the age and number of children... Although there are not many, if brothers help again, the days will pass.

The parents and fiancees of the other two police officers are the same.

Zhuang Shikai couldn't see these scenes. He kept polite. He first refused for a while, and then bowed his head and walked out of the auditorium.

At this time, yuan Haoyun walked to Zhuang Shikai with indignation and whispered to him, "Zhuang sir."

"Zhongyixin sent a wreath."

"Lose your mother!" Zhuang Shikai frowned and scolded: "is Wang Bao here!"

"No, it's his iron fist army." Yuan Haoyun put his hand over his mouth and whispered, "today, Wang Bao's youngest son had a hundred day banquet. He put wine at Xingyi hotel in Yau Ma Tei for a wedding. A group of police officers in the Western District stared at the door of the restaurant."

The hotel is known by its name as the industry of loyalty and faith.

"Dada dada." Zhuang Shikai sneered and walked straight ahead.

Yuan Haoyun and Li Cangdong immediately followed behind.

"Bang!" Zhuang Shikai strode to Ma Jun carrying a wreath and didn't say a word. Before Ma Jun reacted, he punched Ma Jun in the jaw first.

"Poof!" Ma Jun was suddenly black and fell to the ground with his head up.

At the moment, his brain was congested and his face was confused. He didn't know what had happened. A group of police officers rushed forward at once and pressed him in the corner regardless.

At this time, Zhuang Shikai kept passing by Ma Jun, sorted out the cuffs of his suit and said aloud: "copy him back to the police station."

"You bring some people with me! Let's go and have a hundred day feast for Wang Bao's son! "

"Shit! I do white things on my side and happy things on his side. "

"Fuck! I'd like to see if he has a son! "