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But after confirming Ah Fei's death, a full minute had passed, but he found nothing.

Even when the substation exploded, the lights disappeared, and the vision was blinded, I didn't notice anything was wrong.

And this is even more wrong!

If the opponent comes to assassinate Brother Wen, the moment of blindness is the best opportunity for a sneak attack.

Why would the other party give up?

Is there another plan, or is it just to arouse the enemy?

…

The villa itself is a mid-level mansion, naturally equipped with a basement, and the area is quite large.

But it was only used as a utility room before.

It wasn't until recently that my sister-in-law disappeared and was assassinated many times that Brother Wen, at Agui's suggestion, asked someone to sort it out.

I threw out the sundries and stuff, moved a few cabinets, beds and sofas in, made some ventilation, and replaced a Class A security door.

Due to the special location of the basement, as long as a certain amount of food and drinking water are stored, it is a natural safe house.

Brother Wen naturally didn't mind being prepared, but he didn't expect to use it so quickly.

Walking along the stairs, Alai half-supported Brother Wen, widening his eyes to absorb as much light as possible, trying to see his surroundings clearly.

However, God was not kind to us. The moon went to the west in the middle of the night. The moonlight was not good. In addition, the dark clouds gathered and dispersed, so the light dimmed and brightened, which made Brother Wen feel very anxious.

Fortunately, several people were familiar with the layout of the villa. Even if they were discredited, they quickly went down to the first floor and found the entrance to the basement.

Agui and Alai worked together to protect Brother Wen into the basement, and then locked the security door.

Until this moment, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

The circuit was cut off, making the basement even darker.

With the help of the weak light from the phone screen, the three of them managed to find the sofa area and sat down.

As their breathing gradually calmed down, several people gradually calmed down.

In fact, you can't blame them for being angry.

Firearms are just fine. I’ve touched them and seen them before. It’s not surprising. But bombs?

Is this something ordinary people would use?

Agui took out his cigarette case, each of them got one, and helped light it. The three of them smoked in silence, all thinking about their own thoughts.

Brother Wen has not smoked for a long time.

I sucked very hard today.

The spicy smell of tobacco penetrated into the lungs, and after recalling the familiar dizziness, Brother Wen's eyes gradually calmed down.

During this period, he had been on tenterhooks. After being assassinated twice in succession, he thought he had adapted to his current situation.

Unexpectedly, when the explosion sounded, he turned into a frightened bird again.

Until just now, he could still hear his own heartbeat.

"Ah Fei is dead!" Ah Gui said suddenly.

Brother Wen was silent for a long time and replied: "I know!"

He didn't express his position clearly, but Agui knew that Brother Wen had made a promise.

Aleon shook his head, leaned gently on the sofa, squinted his eyes and said: "Explosion... ha! Things are getting big! The police will be back soon!"

"Brother Nan will arrive first!" Agui said.

"Not necessarily!" Alai looked at Ah Gui with a strange look: "Do you think the other party will call the police on purpose? When the police rescue Brother Wen and take him back to the police station... bang!"

The ghost's pupils shrank.

"It's too bold. Once you attack the police, the nature will be different!"

Alai sneered and said: "Explosives have been used, do you think these people will care? Besides, it is much easier to tamper with the police car than to storm the villa!"

Brother Wen's breathing became obviously rapid.

The three fell into silence again.

The basement was dark and silent, and the thick walls blocked all sounds, amplifying the breathing and heartbeats of the three people.

No one spoke.

They were waiting, waiting for the other party to attack, waiting for Brother Nan to support them, waiting for the other party to return without success, and waiting for the matter to be settled.

Time passed minute by minute.

I don’t know how long it took, but Agui and Alai’s phones rang one after another.

Agui glanced at it and picked it up.

"Brother Nan? Brother Wen is okay. We are in the basement. You'd better hurry up...what?"

On the other side, Alai picked up the phone and hung up after only listening to a few words.

Then, he turned to Brother Wen and said, "Brother Wen, the police are here!"

Agui hung up the phone and was silent for a moment: "Brother Nan is blocked outside."

Brother Wen shook his hands and grabbed his pants tightly.

…

Outside the villa, three or four police cars blocked the door, and a small team of military police and PTU were helping to pull up the cordon and maintain order.

Regardless of the fact that this is a villa area, regardless of the fact that it is the middle of the night, as long as there is excitement, onlookers will magically appear.

The wealthy neighbors nearby, the young and Dangerous boys disguised as backpackers, and Brother Nan and his younger brothers who had just arrived were all blocked outside.

Li Ying and Zeng Jiang drove there, got out of the car, showed their IDs, and dismissed the military police who wanted to drive people away. Then they got into the isolation zone and walked straight to the swimming pool inside the villa.

Beside the swimming pool, a small team of police officers were processing and taking photos of Ah Fei's body.

Several plainclothes men wearing white gloves squatted on the ground, scanning the ground inch by inch with small flashlights, trying to find useful clues.

Another group of people wearing white shirts with IDs were numbering the place where the explosion occurred and taking photos to file.

More than a dozen people were busy performing their respective duties, except for a police sergeant in his forties who was wearing a police uniform and standing aside.

Judging from his indifferent expression, it was obvious that he was the leader here.

Li Ying and the two walked straight over.

"Sergeant, Li Ying of the Western District Crime Squad, this is Zeng Jiang, what's going on?"

The police chief looked them over and said curiously: "This is the Central District, what are you doing here in the West District Crime Team?"

Li Ying said: "Superintendent Huang called us here because..."

"do not tell me!"

The police chief suddenly waved his hand and interrupted him. "Don't tell me, I don't want to know anything about it.

According to the procedures, the Western District Serious Cases have no right to take over the case on Xianxia Road, but for the sake of my colleagues, I won’t drive you away, just do what you want!”

After saying that, the police chief turned around and left.

Zeng Jiang couldn't help laughing: "It's indeed an old fried dough stick, oily and slippery."

The sergeant is in his early forties, and he has only been promoted to the rank of police sergeant at this age, which is a little better than the senior police officers who are just hanging around.

He doesn't do anything else. He plays the trick of protecting himself and knows very well that the less involved in such illegal things, the better.

In any case, they were just following orders from the command center, so the credit cannot go away. If any problems arise later, they will not be traced to him.

Li Ying shook his head.

To be honest, he really didn't like this kind of guy, but more than half of the police department were composed of such so-called gregarious people.

Coupled with the failure in handling the case and the complaints department constantly looking for trouble, he was really tired.

Thinking of Sir O's extended olive branch to him.

Li Ying hesitated a little.

Perhaps, calling O Ji is also a good choice.

Zeng Jiang went around to the corpse, chatted with several colleagues from the identification department, and brought back a young police sergeant.

The police chief came over and saluted: "Sir! pc51423 Song Zijie is reporting inside!"

Li Ying smiled and said: "There is no need to be so serious. Can you tell me the details of the case?"

"Yes!" Song Zijie nodded and said seriously: "This is a very typical explosion, there were two explosions in total.
To be continued...