Ruined! "
Thirty minutes later, Song Zijie was standing with a report, his legs softened, and he sat down on the sofa in the office.
A security officer on duty lowered his head and rested his palms against his legs, trembling faintly.
They really didn't expect that there would be two groups of criminals, and they would break into two groups and sneak into the police station.
The two people in the first wave did not hide anything, their goal was very clear, they were here to kill He Ying.
In the second wave, a criminal was hidden so deep that the security department didn't notice it in advance. They should be responsible for finishing the crime.
The police didn't even find the third criminal, so he took the first two criminals directly out of the headquarters!
As for the battle time between He Ying and the two killers, it was very short, but the destructive power that broke out was extremely shocking.
Not only did they beat the interrogation room to pieces, but they also smashed the observation room next to the interrogation room.
The two criminals dazzled the police through the observation room. After seeing that the situation was not good, they decisively gave up on killing He Ying and began to play a cat and mouse game with the police through the building.
At first, the police relied on the control room surveillance to gain the upper hand and continued to narrow the circle of criminals. But suddenly the criminal entered a bathroom and lost sight of the criminal.
Finally, after repeated inspections and reviews by the general control room, the police finally confirmed that the two criminals had changed their appearance, wore police uniforms, and walked out of the general administration building in a grand manner!
And at that time, there were not two people running away side by side, but three people!
Because of the wrong number of people, the police officers in the control room were also confused!
Now that the criminal has escaped, the Security Department belatedly sees the truth, writes a report and submits it to Song Zijie, the top police officer of the General Administration.
At this time, the security officer on duty moved his lips and said softly, "Sir Song, we have contacted the traffic police to pursue him."
It was okay if he didn't say it, but once he said it, Song Zijie's anger was even more ignited.
"Poof!"
Song Zijie slapped his palm on the table and shouted angrily: "Fuck you, you and your people can't catch anyone in the General Administration, so you still want to rely on the traffic police to catch someone?"
This time, Sir Song has completely seen the power of these professional killers and will not place his hopes on ordinary traffic police officers.
And according to the report.
Thirty-two police officers were injured tonight, and two officers were admitted to the ICU.
More than three hundred rounds of ammunition were fired, but not a single hair hit the criminal.
Of course, the criminal was not uninjured.
One of the criminals was hit by three bullets, each hitting his arm, which was the most serious wound on the criminal's body.
The funny thing is that all three bullets were fired by Sir Song, and they had nothing to do with the group of police officers in the Security Department.
The remaining minor injuries on the two criminals were the result of He Ying's attack.
As for how to break free from the chains and fight two killers...
hehe.
After seeing the killers' performance tonight, Song Zijie didn't care about these details at all.
As long as they can do it, it is a very reasonable and logical thing.
The head of the security department was shocked and quickly apologized again: "Sorry, sir."
Now is the time to be scolded. There is no use in explaining anything. Just bow your head and say sorry.
"call."
"never mind."
"It's the greatest luck that He Ying didn't die."
Song Zijie glanced at the unlucky look of the supervisor on duty, let out a long breath, and shook his head, not wanting to waste any more time swearing.
After all, he is scolding his subordinates now, and the director will be scolding him later.
The more he scolded, the more miserable he would be.
But just as he said, He Ying's survival was definitely the greatest luck in the entire night attack.
Um.
"Luck" for the police force.
For He Ying, it was his bare hands that brought him life.
It's a pity that although He Ying's skills are sharp, he is still at a disadvantage in a two-on-one situation.
If the police hadn't arrived in time and used firepower to force the criminals back, He Ying would have been beaten to death in the interrogation room.
Unlike now, I can still lie on the hospital bed, eat fruit, and tease the little nurse with a grin.
The police force has now made at least two things clear. The first is that "He Ying" and the two professional killers appear to be a team, but in fact they are enemies on opposite sides.
This may be caused by internal divisions or uneven interests.
The second thing is that there is support behind the two professional killers. They are not a two-person team alone, but a large team behind them.
No wonder it was able to hide so well some time ago. It was definitely a big team working behind the scenes.
The police may now be able to exploit the gap between "He Ying" and the organization and try to draw He Ying to the police side. But Ajie is no longer in the mood to interrogate "He Ying", and he doesn't think he can still solve the case.
So he looked down at his watch, grabbed the files on the table, and strode out of the office.
The duty supervisor of the security department followed him silently, seemingly actively trying to help the superior...
When Song Zijie noticed someone was following him, he suddenly stopped and looked back at him and asked, "I'm going to pick up the director at the airport now. Do you want to come with me?"
The supervisor on duty had a stiff expression and immediately said tactfully: "No sir, I just went to the toilet."
"Hurry up and get away from me!"
Song Zijie cursed loudly, suddenly thought of something, and continued to add: "Also, since you are no longer a member of the security department, you can report to Sir Miao tomorrow."
"Sir!"
"Give me more..."
"It's not just you! I think the silly chief inspector who led the team in the first batch is a good match for you. Let him continue to follow you after he is discharged from the hospital!"
Song Zijie snorted coldly and walked quickly to the elevator in front, not giving his subordinates a chance to plead for mercy.
Dry.
All actions took place under his nose. It was obvious who did well and who did poorly. What was the use of begging for mercy? If begging for mercy is useful, go and beg for mercy to the killer, don't come to him!
The supervisor on duty shut up and looked at the back of the superior as he walked into the elevator, with a look of decadence in his eyes.
It's not a bad thing to be transferred from the operations department to the management department, but if this happens, you will definitely be on the bench.
Song Zijie didn't have to communicate with Sir Miao at all. Who as a leader wouldn't understand his attitude?
Although the supervisor on duty felt gloomy in his heart, Sir Song did not say that he would be punished or demoted, which was already a sign of tolerance for him. What could he say to justify it?
There's no arguing over this matter.
After Song Zijie went down the elevator to the parking garage, he left the headquarters alone in a car and went to the airport to pick him up.
An hour later, a private plane glided and landed on the runway of Kowloon International Airport.
After the plane parked at the berth, a group of cabin crew members accompanied several people down the boarding stairs.
The update will start tomorrow evening.
(End of chapter)
