Still using his own special skill, namely: snail speed. Opening the door bit by bit, Zhang Zhikai was actually still a little worried that there would be some agency ambushing him inside, but it turned out that there was no such thing. But you don’t lose anything, so it’s okay.
After everything was pulled away, Zhang Zhikai stood aside quietly. He raised a hand and looked at the agents.
Their actions were completely planned, just watch Zhang Zhikai wave his hand. Several agents who had already completed their preparations rushed in immediately.
Left and right, left and right. The people who entered followed this order and completed the attack on the two rooms in less than a second.
Speaking of which, there was actually a person in the slightly larger master bedroom. It was the suspicious person that Dazhang saw that day.
In the first few days since he moved in, when he usually went out to buy things, he would just buy more food. Just do this once and you won't have to go out for several days.
In addition, the morning market on the street comes out early, so he can come out early. And because it is too early, the number of people who notice him will decrease accordingly, and at the same time, his exposure will be reduced.
Furthermore, there is nothing unreasonable about going out to the morning market to buy things by yourself. After all, who hasn’t gone to the morning market to buy something?
He only lives here for a few days now. When I go out, I will put a piece of hair or something at the door as an early warning device. However, he did not take any other early warning measures.
After all, this thing is sometimes a double-edged sword. If you set up an early warning system downstairs, if something happens again, you may be reminded in advance, so you will be fully prepared. But once the early warning agency is discovered, the probability of being exposed will also increase.
This was the situation now. Before he went to bed, he put the pistol on the bedside table. Logically speaking, if he was under stress reaction, he would be able to touch the gun in less than a second. But there is a premise, that is, this is just the whole process of touching the gun. But your previous reactions and even your sleeping position will affect your speed to some extent.
By the time he heard the noise, it was time for the agents to stop concealing the sound of their footsteps after entering the house. Ordinary people sleep in the house, and sometimes even if they think of footsteps in the outer room, they may not be able to wake up.
But the secret agent was indeed different. As soon as he heard the footsteps, he immediately woke up with a start. When his mind just woke up, his first reaction was not to say unhappy, but to touch the pistol on the bedside table.
But his reaction was still inferior to that of a group of Security Bureau agents. After all, you have just woken up. Besides, we have been prepared and are already taking action. You still have to hear footsteps, and then you have to wake up to touch the gun. When comparing two and one, it is natural to slow down one beat.
In addition, although this guy put the pistol aside, the bullet was not loaded. Even if he touches the gun, he still has to slide the slide and load the bullet. So this is even slower.
So in the end, the three security agents who rushed into the master bedroom came in. He rushed forward with a cry. Just when this kid had just touched the gun. The first two security agents had already grabbed them with both hands. Each man held on to one of the other's arms for dear life.
At this time, the suspicious person could no longer even move the sleeve and load the bullet. The agent who grabbed both of his arms was holding on for dear life. The next moment, the third person was already in place.
Because both arms have been grabbed, his hands cannot make any protective movements at all. This made the third agent very comfortable.
Using the strength of his body to rush forward, he waved his hand and punched, and there was a muffled sound. It happened to be the turn of the suspicious person who had no way to block or hide.
It was just a punch, with real force applied to the opponent's head. The suspicious person immediately felt a "buzz" sound. My whole brain seemed to be plunged into the water. At this time, even if he wanted to shout, he couldn't get enough energy.
As for the third agent, he doesn't care whether you are angry or not. Connecting his hands together, he punched again. There was another muffled sound.
The suspect could no longer control his body. His mouth was opened wide, his eyes rolled up, and his neck muscles completely relaxed and lost support. His head drooped, and he fainted immediately.
Zhang Zhikai had already followed him, holding a chew in his hand and throwing it to the third agent. He whispered: "Put it on him and escort him back to the bureau as planned."
The third agent took it from behind and walked around behind him without saying a word. The other two agents reached out to support each other's heads. Then he lowered the mouthpiece, pulled hard on the back of the head, and then fastened the button. He whispered: "Okay, retreat."
The other two agents didn't say anything, and each of them still held one of the suspect's arms. After the third agent tied the mouthpiece, he grabbed his ankles from behind and tucked them under his arm. The three people directly left the suspect's body hanging in the air and started to return the same way.
At this time, three agents from another room also came over. They clearly missed the mark. But this is normal. After all, there is no information showing that there is a second person living in this house from beginning to end.
Zhang Zhikai pointed towards the room with his hand, wagging left and right, and said: "Search in detail. If there is anything useful, report it to the bureau immediately. Follow the plan and don't make any noise."
"Understood." One of the agents replied in a low voice.
Zhang Zhikai nodded, said no more, turned around and walked out of the room quickly. And help them close the door again.
They quickly arrived downstairs, and as soon as they turned a corner, they entered a doorway. The car responsible for responding here had already parked here on time. And the car door has been opened. The three agents immediately put the suspect into the car.
The two people were like sandwich biscuits, sandwiching the suspicious person in the middle, still holding on to each other's arms. The other person was sitting in the passenger seat. The driver who responded gently stepped on the accelerator, started the car, drove onto the main road, and headed straight to the security bureau.
Zhang Zhikai walked out of the door and got into another car on the side of the road. He pulled away the co-pilot and got directly into the car, saying: "Go back to the station."
Soon, the two cars drove into the courtyard of the Security Bureau ten minutes later. After stopping the car, several agents carried the suspect, quickly entered the door, and threw the kid into the torture chamber.
