"South Korea, South Korea, and Wei Detachment invite you to appear."

"What time is it? What scene will be there?"

Wake up again, it was dark, and sleeping was completely different from not sleeping. I was much more energetic and not as dizzy as in the afternoon. Han Bo sat up suddenly and put on his clothes in a hurry.

“8:57.”

Deputy captain Chen Wenqi looked at his watch and stood at the bedside of the shelf and said, "The task force just found out where the two suspects were in the Lao Changfeng Machinery Factory. The employees had moved away long ago. Most of the factory was demolished, leaving only two rows of old dormitories. Those living there were either migrant workers working on the construction site or foreigners who were doing small businesses, with more than 40 adults and children.

They may have explosives in their hands, so they cannot give them the opportunity to take hostages, and they cannot make them anxious and jump to the wall and cause casualties. Director Tang and Director Cui are studying the arrest plan with the Wei Detachment on the spot, so that we can go to the scene quickly and collect evidence in time as soon as the arrest operation is over."

"Confirm that they are inside?"

"I'm sure, watching TV, both of them are there."

"It's very efficient, locking their position so quickly."

"There was no clue before, so I could find them if I had any clues. Of course I was quick to find them. One of the suspects went to the community clinic to treat the wound, using his real name. Changfeng sent all the records of him applying for a temporary residence permit. Although the address has changed, the employer has not changed. Following the clues, he has been finding Changfeng Machinery Factory."

"Go and see."

Vicious cases such as explosion, poisoning, arson, etc. are under the jurisdiction of the Criminal Police Detachment, so naturally there must be a technical brigade on the scene. The "old coach" has taken into consideration everything in detail, and is worried about alarming the enemy, so he specially sent a van with a local license plate.

Wan Peng, Li Wen, and Wu Yunan were sitting in the car waiting. Han Bo looked around, took the walkie-talkie from Wan Peng, opened the front door and sat in the co-pilot.

Chen Wenqi sat in the middle row and pulled up the side door with a loud bang.

"Set off."

Han Bo pointed in front, then adjusted the intercom to the frequency band used by the command center, closed his eyes and sounded that the command center was talking to each department.

Traffic accident, drunken and causing trouble, sewage pipes upstairs blocked and sewage flowed downstairs, karaoke hall downstairs is too noisy so late that people can't sleep, Internet cafes actually receive minors...

As usual, it is mostly chores and trivial matters. From the call between the command center and various units, I can't tell what is happening in the Changfeng Old Machinery Factory.

The Yangtze River District is an old urban area, and the municipal bureau is located in the Yangtze River District.

Although the old Changfeng Machinery Factory is located in the southwest corner of the Yangtze River District, it is not far from the municipal bureau. After a traffic police cheque, the driver was familiar with the road and slowly drove into a community that was not long after it was completed.

"Wei Detachment, I, Han Bo, we're here."

There is no walkie-talkie here. Han Bochao greeted the police officer of the detachment guarding the entrance of a door and dialed the "Lao Shuai" with his mobile phone.

"Come up, the other comrades are on standby in the car."

"yes."

After explaining to his subordinates, he pushed the door and got out of the car. The police officer in the detachment, wearing casual clothes, pointed at Vung Tun: "Korean Detachment, seventh floor."

"Okay, I'll go up by myself."

This place doesn't look like an old factory area. Han Bo subconsciously looked around, walked into the door, climbed up to the seventh floor in one breath, and the captain of the serious crime was waiting at the door, without saying hello, he walked into room 701 directly.

The owner's family didn't know where they were invited to go. The living room was crowded with people, and they were surrounded by a hand-painted floor plan on the dining table to study the arrest plan.

When I came to the balcony through the master bedroom, I suddenly realized my eyes. Looking down, I saw two rows of old bungalows leaning against the two large construction sites alone. I don’t know whether the construction unit was working overtime or deliberately arranged it. Two tower cranes were hanging materials such as steel bar formwork, and a few headlights on the tower crane illuminated the construction site and two rows of civilians as if it were daytime.

"Director Tang, Director Cui."

Director Cui looked back and pointed to the bottom and said, "The third place in the second row is in the left, with everyone in front, left and right. The fourth next door sells fast food and has a dog, which is more difficult."

Han Bo turned around and borrowed a policeman from a camera, adjusted the focal length and used it as a telescope, carefully observed it for a while, and looked up and asked, "Director Tang, Director Cui, where are our people?"

"Didn't see it?"

"I didn't see it, was it in the shed?"

"The shed, under the shade of the tree on the left, on the roadside box truck, and on the distribution room behind... all of us are around us. Now the two rows of bungalows are only out but not in. As long as someone comes out, they will immediately take them to the temporary resettlement site."

As he was talking, the "old handsome guy" quickly walked to the balcony.

He nodded slightly to Han Bo, looked down at the bottom and said, "Director Tang and Director Cui, now there are three plans, the first one is out of power. Several migrant workers at the temporary resettlement site reported that they watched TV very late every day, and sometimes they would go to Internet cafes and cut off the power, so that they could not watch TV, and maybe they would come out as usual.

The second plan is to ask migrant workers from temporary resettlement sites to call us, rush in, and catch them off guard; then wait, wait until they fall asleep, or wait until they come out tomorrow morning."

They were bothered by them for five days and five nights, and no one from the director to the ordinary policeman could have had a good New Year's Day. How could Deputy Director Tang wait any longer? He said coldly: "Let's cut off the power, try to cut off the power first."

"yes."

"I'll go down and prepare."

"Xiao Han, don't worry. Wait until the suspect is arrested, wait for the armed police to confirm the safety of the scene, and then bring people in to investigate and collect evidence."

The person around him played a crucial role in finding out the case so quickly. He recommended the criminal policeman who linked a theft and explosion case to join the task force.

"Old Shuai" felt old and patted his arm: "Listen to Director Tang."

He wanted to catch the suspect with his own hands, but he was already fifty-one years old. How could the bureau leader agree? Director Tang and Director Cui emphasized again, only commanding and not taking action.

He led people downstairs, and the living room suddenly became empty. Han Bo looked back and could only stay on the balcony to accompany the two deputy directors to "watch the battle".

After waiting for about five or six minutes, the lights on the two rows of bungalows suddenly went out.

The "sun lamp" on the construction site tower crane was not extinguished. The door of the first row of the house opened, and a figure walked out from inside. He looked around, as if he was confirming that his home had no electricity or all of them were out of power.

There are the first one and the second one. There are many people who haven’t slept at such a late night, and they gathered together in groups of three or three to discuss.

"One comes out, one comes out."

"The second one, the second one is out!"

Director Cui clenched his fists, wishing that the police could teleport to the two suspects and control them as fast as possible. It was obvious that they could not move forward easily, but Han Bo was as anxious as the two deputy directors.

"Okay, OK, that's right. Go ahead and don't stop."

The most hopeful scene happened. The two suspects actually walked around the second row of bungalows and ran to the distribution room behind, wanting to see if they had tripped.

The person above can see clearly, and the person below can see clearly.

"The second group is ready. The suspect has gone to you. You must see clearly when you start!"

"The third and fourth groups, hurry up and quickly, encircle them from left and right!"

"The first group blocks the door to prevent the suspect from escaping and getting the bomb, keep it steady, yes!"

...

"Old handsome" sat in the cab of a tall truck so nervous that his palms were sweating. The police captain Zhang Hao, the criminal police captain of the Yangtze River Branch, who was ambushed in the distribution room, and other police officers were even more nervous. They were not afraid of not being able to deal with the suspect, but they were worried that it was too dark and could not see clearly and let the suspect run away.

The distribution room is not far from the old machinery factory dormitory that has not been demolished, about 30 meters away. Due to the construction surroundings, a lot of construction waste is poured on the open space in the middle, which is not easy to walk.

The few people turned around halfway through, and only four or five were left to move forward.

Han Bo couldn't see clearly that the suspect was among the people who were not looking back, and the "old coach" couldn't see clearly. He couldn't lose his chance and refused to come again. He no longer hesitated and made a quick decision and ordered: "Action!"

The headlights were turned on, and then dozens of strong flashlights shone from all directions, shaking constantly as the person holding the flashlight ran.

Five people suddenly appeared in the distribution room, and their eyes couldn't be opened.

Gao Yingxiang was stunned, and many people rushed out from both sides, the nearest one was only ten meters away. He felt a little sad and turned around to run back, but suddenly he found that there was someone behind him, and he was coming towards him with a flashlight.

“What do you do?”

"What are you doing?"

Several migrant workers stopped, raised their arms and blocked the light with their hands to question them.

"Don't move, squat down!"

"Public security is not allowed to move or run away when handling cases!"

Gao Yingxiang was scared and was hesitating to run in which direction to run, a policeman had rushed to him and knocked him straight to the ground with the help of his impulse.

Immediately afterwards, several police officers rushed up and pressed him tightly into the pile of bricks and tiles.

Gao Yingxi was not as good as her cousin's psychological qualities. She was so scared that she couldn't move at all. She neither squatted down nor dared to run. She stood foolishly on the construction garbage pile and shivered her legs until she was pushed to the ground by two policemen.

"Comrade Police, I did not do anything bad, you made a mistake!"

"I have an ID card, I am a good person, why should you arrest me!"

"Shut up, shut up."

There were more than two of them who were arrested. They couldn't see clearly at night. One of them calculated and the other controlled them first. Cheng Wenming handed over a migrant worker to the armed police soldier who followed him up, got up and used a flashlight to identify his identity one by one with Jin Yang.

"Old handsome guy" ran over and asked panting, "How is it, where is the person?"

"Wei Detachment, Gao Yingxiang is here." The forehead was so big that his physical characteristics were obvious. The police grabbed his hair and turned his face toward several lampposts.

"Gao Yingxi, what about Gao Yingxi?"

"Isn't this Gao Yingxi? Comrade police, I just said you were wrong and don't believe it." The police were identifying, and a migrant worker who was "accidentally arrested" at the same time identified it first.

"Old handsome guy" finally breathed a sigh of relief, squatted down and asked, "Gao Yingxiang, do you know why we caught you?"

"have no idea."

"I don't know if it's true or not, I'm still stubborn!"

It is a blessing or not a disaster, it is a disaster that cannot be avoided.

They must go to the dormitory, and they can't hide it at all.

Gao Yingxiang didn't dare to be stubborn anymore. The flashlight was too bright and he couldn't open his eyes. He narrowed into a slit and said nervously: "I know."

"What do you know?"

"I, I stole an air conditioner compressor."

"That's all, be honest, to be honest!" Wei Guoqiang gritted his teeth in anger and slashed him with a big ear.

Gao Yingxiang was soaked that the stars in the sky were covered with stars and said in a sad voice: "I used thunder tubes and explosives to make bombs, I was just playing, I didn't explode."

It didn't explode, you just don't know if it exploded.
Chapter completed!