When I walked out of the basement, the policeman above had already climbed up.
The military and police officers were young and strong. Although they were still a little dizzy, they were able to move as usual. Zeng Jiang was old after all. When the bomb exploded, the shock wave pushed him against the wall and hit him directly.
Now even if I can barely sit up, I still feel dizzy.
"Is everything okay? Is everything okay?"
"Is anyone hurt?"
"Hurry up and call for backup, Da Dao is injured!"
"Xiao Meng has fainted. Someone come and help me drain it out!"
Gao Ning glanced at the countdown on the control panel.
[My undercover skill is being activated]
[Remaining time: 02:48]
"Someone help me, Sir Li is unconscious!"
Gao Ning shouted, and two military policemen immediately ran over. One took Li Ying over, and the other came to help Gao Ning.
Gao Ning waved his hand: "I'm fine, let's send Sir Li out first!"
When the military policeman saw Gao Ning's refusal, he didn't say anything. He grabbed Li Ying's other arm and the two of them worked together to lift him out.
Gao Ning followed step by step, deliberately lowering his head and coughing from time to time, pretending to be a wounded person.
At the foot of the mountain, police sirens were blaring, and support troops were about to arrive.
Uncle Biao could no longer care about them.
He was also complaining in his heart. It was obviously a fishing mission, so why did it explode inexplicably?
Was there any mistake? Police officers also need to sleep!
It's a pity that no matter how much he slanders, he can't change the fact that he is the highest officer here. When such a big thing happened, he must take over the command immediately.
Carrying out rescue, investigation and alert, and grasping the current situation as soon as possible is not to achieve meritorious service, but to write a better report.
After being a police sergeant for so many years, Uncle Biao has mastered all kinds of tricks. With the credits he has accumulated before, all he needs now is to write a better-looking report and pass the inspection results.
In two weeks at most, the police rank on his shoulder will be changed.
At such a critical moment, naturally no mistakes can be made.
"Two people go over there! Check to see if there are any explosives! Ask the military and police outside to come back. What time has it been? Are you still wandering outside? Seal the intersection first and blast these irrelevant people. Farther away!
Just say there is a bomb inside and it could explode at any time!
You two, go wait outside the intersection. If you find someone who is providing support, ask him to come directly. In addition, call the fire department in a white car. In the meantime, notify the bomb disposal team that we may need their help! "
Uncle Biao stood by the swimming pool and issued a series of orders, causing everyone to move.
All the policemen at the scene were so busy, rescuing people, checking and alerting, that no one noticed Gao Ning, the fake wounded person.
[Countdown: 0:17]
Just when Gao Ning was about to reach the door, someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder from behind: "Hello? How are you? Can you hold on for a while? I need help here!"
Gao Ning's body stiffened, but softened in the next moment. He turned around naturally and was about to speak, but he broke out into a series of coughs.
"Sorry sir, I may have something in my lungs! I really don't have the strength!"
Song Zijie frowned: "Then there's nothing we can do. Please sit aside for a while and help look after the suspect in the car!
Wait a while for the white car to arrive, then ask someone to take a look at it for you! "
[Countdown: 00:07]
Gao Ning nodded: "Okay, I'll come over when it's convenient!"
Song Zijie was stunned: "Why don't you find the bathroom if it's convenient?"
"Don't dare! Who knows if it will explode?" Gao Ning smiled bitterly.
"makes sense!"
Song Zijie turned around and looked: "Then go back quickly!"
Gao Ning bowed, turned and walked towards the door.
[Countdown: 00:03]
Ten meters...
Five meters...
Two meters...
one meter……
When Gao Ning stepped out of the door, the countdown officially reached zero.
Song Zijie suddenly felt that something was wrong. The back of this military policeman looked awkward.
It doesn’t feel like a police officer at all!
what happened?
Could it be that someone is pretending...wait, pretending?
Song Zijie pulled out his gun fiercely and shouted loudly: "Stop!"
Gao Ning paused slightly, turned his head slightly, showed a clear smile, and then suddenly rushed towards the bushes.
"do not run!"
Song Zijie gave chase and when he rushed outside the gate, there was no one left.
His reaction was so great that it attracted the attention of the surrounding police officers.
Uncle Biao came over strangely: "What's wrong?"
Song Zijie's eyes were fixed on the woods. He held a strong flashlight and kept shooting back and forth.
"Uncle Biao, someone disguised as a policeman sneaked into the villa!"
"What?"
Uncle Biao shook his hands and said hurriedly: "Hurry up, the suspect ran into the bushes! Go and chase him!"
Several military police officers immediately rushed in with guns in hand. As they carefully went deeper, several bright lights continued to shoot back and forth.
A moment later, someone suddenly shouted: "Sir, we found an unconscious man, and his police uniform was stripped off!"
Uncle Biao looked at the rapidly approaching support team, his eyes twitched, and he cursed: "tnd, we're in trouble now!"
…
Gao Ning stayed in the prison space for thirty minutes, until all search personnel were withdrawn, and then he appeared again.
Glancing in the direction of the villa, Gao Ning raised the corners of his mouth slightly, turned around and walked down the mountain.
"The news vans are here... I'll have to read the newspapers tomorrow morning!"
…
Four o'clock in the morning, Sham Shui Po.
The phone in the living room kept ringing, making Feixiang unable to sleep peacefully.
He tried to ignore it, but the other party was obviously more persistent.
He lay in bed for another fifteen minutes. When the phone rang again, he finally got up and walked to the living room.
Feixiang picked up the phone and put it to his ear. Even though he was full of impatience, his tone of voice was still calm and calm.
"Hello?"
"Uncle Xiang, I'm Feihong! Something big has happened. Brother Wen's villa was bombed. Brother Wen has no news at all. The gang is in chaos from top to bottom. You name it. What should we do now?"
Feixiang's mind suddenly cleared up, a light flashed in his small eyes, and his voice was still unhurried: "What are you talking about?"
"Brother Wen is missing!" the phone said loudly.
"He's missing, but he's not dead. What's there to panic about? Where is Anan?"
"Brother Nan was caught with a note! No news can be conveyed! Big Eyed Boy said that his boss Si Yan and Uncle Zhong want to meet Uncle Xiang."
"Then let them come to my house!"
Feixiang said calmly: "Tell the brothers below to keep your hearts in your stomach. Don't say that Brother Wen may not die. Even if he does die, there are a few of us old guys, Changle's brand cannot fail!"
After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.
In the darkness, Feixiang thought quietly, his eyes changing light and dark. It was not until five minutes later that he picked up the phone again and dialed a number.
After waiting for a while, the other party connected, but no one spoke.
Feixiang was silent for a moment and said: "The stumbling block has been removed, you can withdraw!"
At this time, a woman came down the stairs, probably in her early thirties, wearing pajamas and a coat on her shoulders.
She came over, put the cup in her hand next to Feixiang and said, "Dad, what happened again?"
Feixiang smiled, picked up the cup and took a sip: "It's okay, it's just a fight between a few little guys! Why are you up?"
"Woke up by the ringing phone!"
"We still need to get more rest. When we get to Canada, we have a lot to do!"
"Dad, why did we immigrate suddenly? Is it again..."
"Where are you thinking!" Feixiang shook his head helplessly: "Do you still think that your father is in his thirties or forties? He is old and can't afford to gamble! Living a stable life is better than anything else!"
The woman nodded in agreement: "If you could understand this earlier, mom would never leave you!"
"What are you talking about? It happened so many years ago! Okay, okay, I have to go out in a while, so you can go on to sleep!"
Feixiang urged and sent the woman back.
He got up and went back to the room and changed his clothes.
Before going out, he looked at the photo of his daughter and his family of three on the bed, and said softly: "This is the last time... I promise!"
…
At six-thirty in the morning, Gao Ning opened his eyes on time. The moment the light hit his pupils, his sleepiness was swept away, and his brain immediately entered working mode.
Although he only slept for two hours, Gao Ning didn't feel any tired.
He stood up and moved his body, crossed his fingers together, and pressed down tentatively.
Stretch your legs straight, and lower your upper body a little bit until your hands touch the ground, but you still feel nothing.
The arms continued downward until the upper and lower bodies were folded together, and the head was pressed tightly against the calf.
There was no pause in the whole process, it was as smooth as walking, as if this was his innate ability.
But Gao Ning knew that just yesterday morning, he was still an ordinary person.
Glancing at the control panel.
[Perfect Control] Sure enough, it has been activated all the time, with a faint stream of light moving slowly, in sharp contrast to several other abilities.
Gao Ning took a deep breath, stood up slowly, and returned to his upright position.
After a brief wash, he changed his clothes and went straight to Shisanfei Tea Restaurant.
After the tension is over, it's time to enjoy a leisurely life.
