wrong.
The look in Wujiang's eyes was more like that of a judge than a policeman.
Self-righteous judge!
Coupled with Wu Jiang's long-term preparation, the criminal plan must be very thorough.
So his criminal target must be clear.
This can be clearly seen from his targeted hostage arrests.
Chen Guorong raised his head and looked at Wu Jiang, and asked expressionlessly: "Do you know what you are doing?"
"Robbery, hostage-taking, felony."
"At least ten years in prison."
Wu Jiang spoke in a charming manner, clearly doing his homework and willing to bear all the consequences.
Such criminals cannot be frightened away!
Chen Guorong's expression darkened, knowing very well that Wu Jiang approached Miaomiao and it was clear that he was here for him.
The goal is most likely to avenge his brother!
He kept recalling in his mind the criminals he had arrested before, including some major and important cases, gangsters who were so vicious that they were even shot dead on the spot.
However, in those files, there was neither a person named "Wu Jiang" who was on the run, nor any relatives who looked similar to Wu Jiang and had Wu in their names.
For a moment, Chen Guorong was really unsure of Wu Jiang's ultimate goal and what he wanted to get from him.
Chen Guorong's expression remained unchanged, and his tone remained calm as he responded: "Okay."
"Now that you know that robbery is punishable by ten years, what you should be thinking about now is how to get what you want and how to leave this place."
"You set up a dragon gate waiting for me in the capital. First, you were afraid that things would go wrong on Hong Kong Island, so you asked me to come to the capital specifically to increase your confidence in the success of the operation. Second, because what you want is not in Hong Kong Island, but in the capital, right? "
"Then you should tell me the conditions you want."
"right."
"Everything you guessed is right."
Wu Jiang actually nodded happily and directly admitted the correctness of the two reasons.
However, Chen Guorong is an experienced and smart man, and it is not surprising that he can guess these reasons.
Unfortunately, Wu Jiang was not in the mood to chat with Chen Guorong now. After nodding to confirm, he did not offer any real conditions. Instead, he stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder and said: "Sir Chen, the police are here. I will go down and talk to the police first." , you sit here for a moment."
"I'll talk to you later."
"OK."
"I'll wait for you to come back."
Chen Guorong raised the corners of his mouth with a smile on his face.
Wu Jiang put away his pistol, walked to the door of the room, called a fat man from a distance, told him to keep an eye on him, and continued to walk to the lobby on the first floor.
Since the fat man was standing far away in the corridor patrolling, it would take some time to walk to the room.
So Chen Guorong knew that the opportunity had come, and he quickly seized the time, vigorously pulled his wrist, and quickly rubbed it on the armrest of the chair.
Zizzi.
The armrests of the iron chair heat up rapidly.
Chen Guorong gritted his teeth and slid his wrist harder.
Under the friction, the burrs on the hemp rope dug into his wrist and tore his skin. As a result, the skin on his wrist split and bleed, leaving streaks of blood.
As the footsteps of the fat man approached in the distance, Chen Guorong finally jumped up with both feet, stepped on the stool in a squatting posture, stuck the hemp rope at the right angle of the armrest, and suddenly pulled it up.
The hemp rope, which had already become thinner due to friction, broke off with a bang and was decisively divided into two halves!
Chen Guorong took a breath and saw the fat man's belly at the door...
He sat back up immediately and put the hemp rope on his hand to hide his trembling wrist.
This operation freed him from the shackles of the hemp rope, but required him to endure excruciating pain.
In terms of bones, Sir Chen is still strong enough!
At this time, the fat man walked into the room casually with a cigarette in his hand. Seeing Chen Guorong's wretched face, he sneered disdainfully: "I told you not to come in, but you have to come in."
"Look, are you feeling good now?"
Chen Guorong grinned twice and said nothing.
There were two surveillance screens on the right side of the room, showing images of the bar door.
He turned his eyes to the screen and saw that eight police cars and two armed vehicles had surrounded the gate. Dozens of police officers with live ammunition in uniforms completely blocked all entrances and exits of the bar.
Chen Guorong raised his eyebrows and said to the fat man in front of him: "Brother, can you give me a cigarette?"
He had already recognized the fat man as the waiter responsible for checking tickets at the door of the bar. Thinking about it more carefully, it seems that all the robbers who just appeared in the bar were employees of the bar.
For example, this waiter, the bar security guard, and even the bartender in the bar.
One of the fat waiters was named "Fei Bin". When he heard that Chen Guorong wanted to smoke, he did not refuse. Instead, he took out his cigarette case, pulled out a cigarette and put it to Chen Guorong's mouth.
Because, Hibin is tall and strong, and looks like the most ferocious guy among the gangsters.
I don't take Chen Guorong, a Hong Kong policeman, a middle-aged man who seems to be incapable of beating at all in his eyes.
What's more, this man doesn't even have a gun?
So Feibin's vigilance was very low. He didn't expect that Chen Guorong had broken free from the rope at this time and was looking for an opportunity to kill him by surprise.
I saw Chen Guorong biting the cigarette handed by Fei Bin without saying a word. Suddenly, he burst out in silence, raised his leg and kicked the opponent's life gate.
Even the tallest man can't bear such a kick.
Feibin's face suddenly turned the color of pig liver, and he opened his mouth to scream.
But Chen Guorong raised his hands and clasped his head up and down. With a snap, his two front teeth shattered, and he forcibly closed Feibin's mouth.
Immediately, Chen Sir punched Fei Bin in the chest continuously.
After the set of moves ended, Feibin fainted with weakness all over.
"call."
Chen Guorong took a long breath, silently took off the cigarette from his mouth, and carefully put it into the inner pocket of his jacket.
Then he bent down and searched Feibin's pockets, and unexpectedly found that the other party was not wearing a firearm.
Lost an opportunity to pick up equipment.
Some regrets…
If I had known this earlier, why would I have used it at close range?
The moment the fat man entered the door, Sir Chen could quickly knock him down.
But at least Chen Guorong found a dagger from Fei Bin, so he hid the dagger in his waist. After making sure it was correct, he bent down and slipped out of the room with his head lowered.
"Miaomiao."
Chen Guorong was squatting in the corridor and saw his daughter and the hostages being locked into an "iron cage" in the hall, and his face became extremely ugly.
That "iron cage" is actually a fighting ring.
Placed in the bar, it serves as a stage for models to dance.
Wu Jiang obviously had a plan long ago. When he placed the "iron cage", he thought of using this thing to lock the hostages.
At this time, a huge iron lock was hung at the door of the iron cage. I don’t know who has the key...
Chen Guorong narrowed his eyes, turned around quickly, and slipped into an office on the second floor.
Immediately afterwards, Wu Jiang's eyes passed over the second floor, but he saw nothing.
"This should be Wu Jiang's office."
"The surveillance in the room just now is probably used to deal with police inspections."
“This office is really the centerpiece.”
Chen Guorong quietly closed the door and looked at the layout of the office.
I saw dozens of surveillance screens hanging on the four walls.
There are far more than just the front door, the back door, and even one outside the bar street. You can clearly see the current police deployment.
And there is a whiteboard in the middle of the office with a lot of information and some photos hanging on it.
Chen Guorong stood in front of the whiteboard and carefully observed the data, and gradually gained a better understanding of the causes and consequences of the whole thing.
Finally, he took off a photo of a girl, and what was written on it was not Miao Miao, but Wu Wei...
Da da da.
There was a sound of footsteps on the stairs.
Fei Bin held on to the railing, his mouth full of blood, and shouted indistinctly: "Brother Wu, the dead guy has escaped."
Chen Guorong quickly stuck the photo back in place, and while the fat man was looking down, he opened the door and escaped from the office.
After a few turns, he used a bunker to hide in a corner of the second floor and observed secretly.
After reading the information just now, he gradually became aware of it.
at the same time.
Director Zhang within the jurisdiction has already come to the door of the bar to direct the operation.
"Have you identified the criminals and hostages?"
"The report has been confirmed!"
"The number of hostages is twenty-three, and the criminals have sent us photos of the hostages one by one on their mobile phones."
"In addition, based on the feedback from witnesses, we can basically confirm that the criminal is Wu Jiang, the owner of the bar, and four of his men."
"Because in addition to witness statements, the police calls and photos of the hostages were all sent by Wu Jiang on his own mobile phone."
"Damn! So arrogant?" Director Zhang cursed angrily: "The bar belongs to him, what the hell is he robbing!"
"Wujiang, right?"
"Tell me about this bar owner!"
"yes!"
(End of chapter)
