Old Fu Kuai Jiang Yue and his team arrived at the South Bus Station. According to the monkey's confession, the people from the old Fu's criminal police team had evacuated the hotel and surrounded the hotel with plainclothes.

Jiang Yue and Wen Bufan met with Lao Fu after they arrived at the scene.

"How is the situation?" Jiang Yue walked to Lao Fu.

"The three cars we were tracking were found in the parking lot of the station."

Jiang Yue looked at the hotel surrounded by them.

Trunk is really here?

Jiang Yue glanced at the vehicle that was holding the monkey, "When will it take action?"

Old Fu was looking at the hotel's architectural drawings, "I'm determining the location, come and take a look."

Jiang Yue walked over and looked at the drawings in the old Fu's hand.

"What would you do if you were Trump?" Old Fu asked Jiang Yue.

Jiang Yue looked at the earth drawings and said, "If I were Trump, I wouldn't have come back here at all."

Old Fu paused and frowned at Jiang Yue, "What do you mean is that Trump is not inside now?"

Jiang Yue shook her head, "But we don't know Trump, and we don't know what he thinks at all. Since he came to City A, he should have thought about the risk of being arrested, act carefully in everything, and to avoid him from escaping again, I suggest taking action quickly."

The old Fu thought for a while and closed the drawings in his hand, "Okay, I'll take people to move, you're waiting for support outside."

"good."

Jiang Yue and Wen Bufan nodded at the same time.

Old Fu took his men into the hotel. Jiang Yue withdrew her gaze and walked towards the car where the monkey was imprisoned.

The monkey was tortured in the car. When Jiang Yue opened the car door and sat in, he stopped struggling and moved to the corner, and his eyes did not dare to fall on Jiang Yue.

Jiang Yue looked outside the car, "Did you say Trump is inside?"

The monkey glanced at the hotel and said, "I don't know."

Jiang Yue glanced at him, "How many places does Trung have in City A?"

The monkey didn't say anything.

“Answer my question.”

"I...I don't know."

Jiang Yue's eyes fell on him, and her sighing voice was particularly clear in the closed carriage, "If you recognize the reality now, you should answer my questions well."

The monkey glanced at Jiang Yue, "I really don't know."

"It seems that I still need to analyze the current situation for you. Trump came to A City for his critically ill mother. He would not be able to leave here for a while. Our police and military will do their best to arrest him. Even if he is not arrested, do you think he can leave our country alive?"

"But these are not what you are worried about. You have been arrested by us now. Trump's life and death have nothing to do with you. And the most important thing is that Trump gave up on you when he left you and Sun Dongmei in the warehouse. Now that you are in our hands, you will face life imprisonment."

The monkey's expression changed, but after a moment, he turned his head and looked at Jiang Yue, "What benefits can I get if I betray the boss?"

Jiang Yue chuckled, "Reduce your sentence."

The monkey stared at Jiang Yue, "What if I don't say anything?"

Jiang Yue shrugged, "Then any prison in our country welcomes you, it's for life."

Jiang Yue sneered and continued: "Is it too late for you to say that you won't sell Trump? It's you who brought us here."

Jiang Yue's words came as the monkey's black skin gradually turned white.

"You are so cunning." He gritted his teeth and said to Jiang Yue.

Jiang Yue was waiting for his later words.

“In addition to this place, there are two other places to settle.”

The monkey said two addresses, and Jiang Yue pushed open the car door and got out.

Wen Bufan saw Jiang Yue get out of the car and said, "What are you talking about?"

He was actually afraid that Jiang Yue would do something impulsive in the car.

"Trang has two other places to settle down." Jiang Yue took out his cell phone and contacted Director Wang, asking him to contact the military.

The other two destinations are that Trump and his team had long secretly planned their base in City A, two small food processing plants, and their goods were transported in food.

Both food processing plants have exceeded their police capacity and they need military assistance.

*

Half an hour later, Lao Fu took his men out of the hotel.

They searched the entire hotel and captured three suspicious figures, but no trace of Trump was found.

Old Fu confiscated the team, and Jiang Yue told him about the arrangements of Director Wang.

"I'm really cunning. I threw the car here and ran away." Old Fu looked at the three suspicious figures who were arrested by them.

These three are under Trump. They are all on the list that Wen Bufan once showed her. One of the white-skinned and blue-eyed men is David, who appeared in Sun Dongmei's house before.

Jiang Yue looked at the old Fu's left arm wrapped in a coat, "What's wrong? Is it injured?"

Old Fu paused for a moment, "I'm injured."

Jiang Yue rubbed her eyebrows as the blood slowly printed out of her coat, "Hurry up, go to the hospital."

Old Fu was very reluctant, but Jiang Yue pushed it into the car and was pulled away from the place by colleagues from the criminal police team.

Jiang Yue and Wen Bufan led people to sort out the scene, and then took everyone back to the police station.

*

At 7 o'clock in the evening, it was completely dark, but the police station was brightly lit and no one got off work.

Lao Fu has returned from the hospital, and the special mediation staff are waiting for the situation on Director Wang in the office of the criminal police team.

The atmosphere in the office was heavy, and no one spoke loudly.

During this period, Quan Shaozhang sent Jiang Yue two messages, and Jiang Yue replied simply, and her mind was on Director Wang's side.

The old Fu was anxiously scratching his ears and his head was almost staring at the landline in front of him.

Wen Bufan ordered takeaway for everyone and sent it to everyone. Meng Liangchao sat next to Wen Bufan, looked at Wen Bufan and asked, "Wen Team, you are not in a hurry no matter how I think about it. I am almost angry."

Jiang Yue paused when she heard Meng Liangchao's words, turned to look at Wen Bufan.

The afternoon's events are still vivid in my mind, how could he not be in a hurry?

Wen Bufan smiled faintly, "I'm used to waiting."

Meng Liangchao didn't react for a moment, but Jiang Yue almost deformed the paper cup in his hand.

Wait for news, wait for results, or even wait for death.

Jiang Yue lowered her head, and Wen Bufan placed a box of lunch in front of her, "Eat something."

"Thanks."

But she was not hungry at all.

She hates waiting.

Just as she wanted to get up and go outside for some breath, the landline in front of Lao Fu rang out, and for a moment, everyone in the office sat upright.

Old Fu nervously took a swallowing action and answered the phone.

"Criminal Police Team..." Old Fu's words came to an abrupt end. Jiang Yue was relieved when she saw him, then her eyebrows moved, and her expression was solemn.

Old Fu hung up the phone and everyone in the office looked at him.

"how's it going?"

Jiang Yue heard someone ask.

"Trang was shot dead while running away, his men were arrested, and two food factories were waiting for a thorough investigation."

Everyone in the office breathed a sigh of relief, but Jiang Yue and Wen Bufan's eyes were locked in the old Fu.

The old Fu walked out of the office and the two raised their heels.

In the corridor, Jiang Yue stopped Lao Fu, "Do you have anything else to say?"

The old Fu looked at Jiang Yue with a sad look in his eyes, "Three people were seriously injured and one person was sacrificed."

Jiang Yue clenched her fists.

Eight words are enough to explain the situation.

The casualties are their compatriots, the cutest and most respectable people who will always rush to the front line.

Old Fu lowered his curse and touched the cigarette in his pocket with his uninjured arm, and walked into the safe passage lonely.

Wen Bufan stared at the ground, Jiang Yue glanced at him, patted his shoulder and walked towards the elevator.

Downstairs, the special police colleagues who came to the police came back one after another, and they all looked heavy.

Jiang Yue took a breath of cold air and got into the car.
To be continued...