No. 999, An

The tattooed man’s cell phone rings!

There was only one text message on it, and the content was: "There is a problem with the person in front of you. There are ambushes around. Escape quickly."

The tattooed man's eyes immediately narrowed, and his expression even changed!

He pulled Zhao Sanbao over, his eyes a little fierce.

Zhao Sanbao didn't know why.

The tattooed man took a deep breath and patted his face gently: "Call the two little brothers outside and come in. Let's have a good talk."

Since there was an ambush, he had to think of a way to save his life.

It's safest to take one or two hostages.

Zhao Sanbao didn't know what was going on and was still talking: "Would it be unsafe to let them in? What if they know something and go out to talk nonsense?"

"Go and call." At this time, the tattooed man did not feel that Zhao Sanbao was thinking about them. Instead, he felt that there was a problem with his identity, so he would not involve innocent people.

Zhao Sanbao didn't care. He walked out and waved to Bo Jiu and Qin Mo.

Qin Mo put the cigarette butt in the trash can nearby and said in a low voice, "There is a problem."

"Indeed." Bo Jiu's eyes darkened.

The two of them held their trouser pockets with one hand and walked through the sand and soil of the building. They looked handsome.

Zhao Sanbao is still thinking about how to get the goods.

Unexpectedly, his two younger brothers came in.

Someone over there locked the door behind him.

There was a click.

The tattooed man raised his head and looked at the three people. That look made Zhao Sanbao shiver for some reason.

"Brother Long, this is..."

Before Zhao Sanbao could finish his words, the tattooed man pulled out a gun, and he was so frightened that his entire face lost all color.

"Dragon, Brother Long..."

The tattooed man also wears a mask on his face,

He spoke very slowly: "Someone of you has a problem here."

When Zhao Sanbao heard this, he intuitively looked in the direction of Bo Jiu and the others: "Brother Long, I'm just stupid. I really didn't expect that these two people would have problems."

"The person I'm talking about with a problem..." The tattooed man suddenly raised his hand: "It's you."

When Zhao Sanbao was pointed at the gun, his legs became weak.

When he was transporting drugs, he never thought that people who associate with the dragon would eventually be swallowed by the dragon.

"Brother Long, how could I have a problem? I..."

The tattooed man didn't listen to him at all, and his voice was cold: "Search him."

"yes."

The person next to him pressed Zhao Sanbao against the wall, and scanned him with a seemingly simple but professional metal scanning instrument.

"Didi didi..."

When the sound rang out, Zhao Sanbao had no idea what was happening.

"What is this?" The tattooed man's eyes turned cold: "He said you were fine."

There was a click.

The shoes were knocked hard from above.

"Listen to my explanation, Brother Long, you..."

boom!

Before Zhao Sanbao could finish his words, the bullet shot directly through his chest.

It seems that killing someone is nothing to the tattooed man.

However, he didn't want to take action here.

After all, this is not the Golden Triangle, and being targeted by the police will be very troublesome.

But Zhao Sanbao had been in contact with him for too long. If he was really bribed by the police, it would be unsafe to reveal his information. It would be better to silence him.

At this time, Bo Jiu and Qin Mo did not move, as if they were two boys from a thatched cottage, frightened by the situation in front of them.

"Boss, what should I do if I take over?" The person standing nearby asked, "Where are these two people?"

The tattooed man wiped the gun and said, "Scan it too and see if there are any problems."

"yes."

When the scanner slides over Bo Jiu.

Qin Mo's eyes flashed a little.

"Boss, there is nothing."

No? Even Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man.

The eye contact between the two people was invisible to others.

Bo Jiu lowered her head and did not speak, but the half-curved corners of her mouth covered in trembling showed that she had made preparations in advance.

That's right, the bug on her body had already been transferred to the other person just when the boy pushed her in.

And without even realizing it...

Nothing was found on Bo Jiu and Qin Mo. The tattooed man glanced at Zhao Sanbao who was lying on the ground again: "Carry this man out, hold these two hostage, there are police outside, they can be regarded as Used as a life-saving talisman.”

If the tattooed man had ever seen Qin Mo.

He would never make such a decision, but directly raise his gun to kill the person.

Unfortunately, he didn't know how difficult the two people he decided to tie up were to deal with.

Everything that happens here is seen by the people in the crime team.

Including the gunshot!

At this time, the reactions of all the members of the serious crime team were not as profound as those from Bureau Huang.

How did the other party realize there was a problem?

And what he noticed was the bait thrown out by Qin Mo.

When Qin Mo and the others first arrived at this place, they sent him a text message asking him to identify Zhao Sanbao, announce it to everyone, and say that he was a police informant.

It had only been a while since the news had been released that the other party knew about their actions.

What does this mean?

This shows that everything is as Qin Mo told him.

There's a problem in the Crime Unit...

Huang Bureau's eyes darkened, and he was already in a bad mood.

But at this time, the new psychological criminologist was still boasting: "Now there is a problem with the informant, which is enough to show how cruel the drug trafficker is. I will ask my friends in the United States to check his origins." , but according to his behavioral analysis, the average local people are not so cruel and ruthless, and their methods look like desperadoes, so we must not let them escape. As for the two hostages, let’s check if they are really Innocent people may be the other party’s tricks.”

Upon hearing this, Director Huang stood up suddenly: "The safety of the hostages must be protected, the rest are trivial matters."

"You mean that such a big drug trafficking case is a trivial matter?" The psychologist first questioned, then raised his hands: "I understand, I understand. We need to protect here first, and talk about the rescue plan first."

Director Huang knew that his and the foreigner's ideas could not be integrated at all, so he got off the command vehicle directly and went to the scene.

In the simple house, Bo Jiu and Qin Mo were tied together with a rope.

Their feet were not tied because they had to be carried around.

"Boss, what should I do? There are police everywhere outside?"

One of them was clearly panicking.

The tattooed man cocked his gun and leaned sideways against the window. He looked at the movement outside and said with a fierce voice: "Go get a speaker and let's negotiate terms with the other party."

The man obeyed the order, and his palms were a little sweaty due to his nervousness.

"What are you afraid of? You don't know how many bombs are buried around here?" A sinister look flashed in the tattooed man's eyes: "I'll blow up whoever comes in."

Hearing this, Bo Jiu and Qin Mo, who were tied together, glanced sideways.

The two of them had a good rapport with each other.

Their eyes looked in the same direction.

It's a small remote control on the desktop.

There is no TV or air conditioning in this room.

In other words, this remote control is the key.

Bo Jiu and Qin Mo have always done things differently from others.

Otherwise, Bo Jiu would not have changed the previous deployment of Huang Bureau without authorization and transferred the bugs.

The tattooed man's words had clearly reached Huang Bureau's ears.

This time, only the Yellow Bureau could hear the contents of the bug, so it was kept absolutely confidential.

But just such a sentence made Huang Bureau, who was about to give the order, feel cold all over and immediately said to the people who were about to rush in: "The mission is suspended, stay put and standby!"

"What's the situation? Bureau Huang, we must not only seize the time to rescue the hostages, but also seize the time to arrest the people. Time is very important." The new criminologist was wearing a suit, and standing there seemed a bit out of place.

Director Huang knew that there was a spy in the crime team, but he couldn't tell anyone about the bomb buried in the construction site.

Because once he says it.

The other party will doubt the identity of Qin Shao and the young man.

If they were hostages, there would be no danger.

But if it were someone from the police, the tattooed man would definitely kill one of them.

But if you don't say anything, how can you launch a rescue?

Or... we can only believe in that person's ability?

They had no idea where the bombs were buried.

But there are no less than thirty migrant workers on the construction site.

Even if we want to evacuate, it will take time.

It is impossible to predict how large the explosion range will be around here.

The most worrying thing is that there is a kindergarten right next to the construction site.

Director Huang reached out and grabbed the few strands of his hair that were left: "Inform the superiors, Class A confidentiality information, General Qin and I will directly report the current situation."

Special forces must be sent here.

Then choose remote kill.

They need a blocker!

However, Director Huang hasn't picked up his phone yet.

A special soldier in camouflage uniform jumped out of a Land Rover off-road vehicle, carrying a long black package on his back: "Huang Bureau."

"You are!?" Huang Ju didn't remember such a person.

The special forces soldier said very few words: "Coyote, Mr. Qin asked me to come. I think Huang Bureau needs a blocker now."

With that said, the special forces soldier stretched out his hand and asked Director Huang to look at his unit number.

That lightning symbol.

Only those in high positions know what it means.

The logo of the International Special Forces.

Actually appear here?

Bureau Huang immediately stood up straight and wanted to explain the situation again.

Coyote glanced sideways and said in a very calm tone: "I already know everything. I need you to lead the other party to the window during negotiations later, but it depends on the situation. Mr. Qin said that this person is a very important breakthrough. He can Catch them alive as much as possible, I will stop them depending on the situation.”

With that said, Coyote opened the package.

It was an M200? .408-inch caliber sniper rifle. Under ideal conditions, it could shoot at the human head at a distance of 2,000 meters without correction.

"Give me the order."

Huang Bureau, who was robbed of the opportunity to speak, believed this time that the other party was indeed found by Qin Mo. The key was, how did he know that the drug dealer wanted to negotiate with the police! ?

The coyote frowned and put down the sniper gun again: "The window is too small, and it will be difficult to snipe it, and it may not be able to kill the target."

When Director Huang heard this, his expression changed again: "There are schools around here!"

"Huang Bureau." Coyote lowered his voice: "At this time, I can only trust Master Qin."

Huang Bureau paused, yes, at this time, I can only trust that person.

The man who was able to subdue a serial murderer by himself when he was in high school.

The new criminologist also knew the gun that Coyote was carrying, so he said less at this time.

Because he realized that something was wrong.

Obviously, his realization came a little late.

No one in the shack cared about the two people who were trembling with fear.

The tattooed man had five subordinates, all of whom were transferring goods and money.

Whether it was money or goods, they were so much that it was staggering. They were packed in suitcases, layer upon layer.

They would not notice the blade folded out from Bo Jiu's sleeve.

The blade was small, but it was useful enough at this time.

The only person who noticed the boy's movements was Qin Mo.

It is said that the two people have a tacit understanding.

Because when Bo Jiu made the first move, Qin Mo's long legs bent over, perfectly covering it.

Even if someone turned their eyes away, they saw Qin Mo's movements, not Bo Jiu's.

For Bo Jiu, it is easier to make handcuffs than ropes.

After all, in this era, few people would tie people up with ropes.

Simply put, she is good at mechanics, and it takes some time to return to the most primitive.

Qin Mo only took a look at the boy's expression and knew that she was not good at this.

With a flick of his finger, it meant to give him the blade.

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows and the two of them touched each other.

It was strange that the blade was in the hands of the master, as if it could be played with sparks. In less than ten seconds, the rope tied to her hand loosened.

The two people who regained their freedom did not stand up immediately.

Qin Mo's eyes swept over the two people with guns, and then his eyes fell on the remote control.

Bo Jiu nodded.

Then, the two people stood up at the same time!

The person closest to them was about to raise his gun, Qin Mo swept his long legs and leaned in, and the blade heavily scratched the wrist of the man holding the gun.

"Ah!"

The man's scream of pain immediately attracted the attention of others.

Another person also raised his gun, but it was too late. The boy raised his long legs and kicked him accurately on his right hand!

The force was very strong, and then he pulled closer. With a click, the opponent's knees bent and he fell directly to the ground.

After doing these actions, the two people flashed to the left at the same time.

For no other reason, it was because the tattooed man turned around and fired two shots in this direction.

The boy's movements were always beautiful, like flowing water.

The tattooed man cursed inwardly, and his first reaction was to get the remote control.

At this time, Qin Mo had already got the gun, and just when the tattooed man was about to raise his hand, he fired a shot.

Bang!

Gunfire splashed.

The tattooed man withdrew his hand in pain.

The boy kicked the wall with his long legs, used the recoil force, pounced forward, supported his palms on the table, and rolled with the wind, and finally got the remote control!

However, it was not over yet. The remaining three people raised their guns at the same time, and were about to come over and shoot at the boy...