My Omnipotent Space At The End Of The World

Almost immediately, as soon as Meng Yuanyuan walked out of the gate of the community, several explosion-proof vehicles drove towards her, flashing their police lights, and entered the flour mill's courtyard.

Obviously, these police cars must have come for the shooting.

Although some are long overdue, there are objective reasons.

On the one hand, it is raining too much outside now, with serious water accumulation on the road and extremely low visibility. In particular, the flour mill community is also located in a remote location, and the road conditions are extremely poor and full of potholes, so it was delayed a lot of time.

The same was true for Meng Yuanyuan when she came here. It took her more than an hour to reach the seven or eight kilometers away, which shows how difficult this road is to walk.

Secondly, there is another most important reason, that is, the current police force is seriously insufficient.

Due to the recent dramatic changes in the climate, various large and small cases have occurred frequently. All police stations are extremely busy and have no resources to spare.

Therefore, even if the police force is dispatched as quickly as possible, it may be impossible to rush to the scene at once.

Meng Yuanyuan looked at the time. It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon. How long would it take if she didn't run now? So without any hesitation, she stepped on the accelerator and sped towards the hilltop manor.

Seeing the car getting further and further away, it slowly disappeared at the end of the street corner.

At this time, in a business car parked in a hidden part of the street, a blond and blue-eyed foreigner flicked the cigarette butt in his hand, quickly started the car, followed Meng Yuanyuan quietly, and drove towards the suburbs together.

…

On the other side, downstairs of Building 8.

At this moment, six explosion-proof vehicles and three ambulances were parked downstairs, and sirens were blaring.

Moreover, the police have surrounded the entire No. 8 Building and blocked the entrance to the corridor, and are on standby.

However, the policemen standing outside with submachine guns were not wearing police uniforms, but black suits. They looked a bit like special forces members of a certain unit.

The team was led by a middle-aged man. He was tall and burly, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a straight nose, and an angular face. He looked imposing.

At this moment, he narrowed his eyes slightly and stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the pile of freezers in front of him and the car that was smashed into a discus shape, muttering softly from time to time.

At this time, a team member ran over from the left side of the street, came to the middle-aged man, and saluted.

"Report to the captain, all the main roads have been surrounded, and the snipers are ready. Please give your instructions!"

"Um!"

The middle-aged man nodded, and then asked an adjutant next to him: "Have all the photos been sent?"

Hearing this, the adjutant hurriedly replied: "Report to the captain, one of the commandos is available! I have arranged for them to go down. If you want to see the living person, if you want to see the corpse, don't worry!"

After saying that, he added doubtfully: "By the way, captain, who is that person in the photo? Is it that important?"

The middle-aged man turned his head and glared at him, and reprimanded in a deep voice: "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

"yes……"

The adjutant shrank his neck in fright and suddenly fell silent.

Then, the middle-aged man turned to the front again and looked at Building 8 opposite with a solemn expression.

After thinking for a moment, he immediately picked up the walkie-talkie in his hand and spoke.

"All units, please note that the first team enters the rooftop along the first unit, the second team enters the rooftop along the third unit, and the third and fourth teams encircle the second unit. The remaining personnel guard the intersection as planned. Once foreign armed elements are found, they can be Killed on the spot!"

"receive!"

"receive!"

"receive!"

"receive!"

…

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, a uniform response came from the intercom.

It is full of perseverance, solemnity, solemnity, determination and other emotions, as if a charge trumpet has been blown, making people full of confidence as soon as they hear it.

Soon, hurried footsteps were heard from the stairs.

These people were all strong and agile, holding submachine guns and carrying grenades around their waists. Every three people formed a formation and approached the rooftop in an encirclement shape.

Moreover, snipers have been ambushed on the rooftops of several surrounding buildings and are looking for targets.

However, after a few scans, nothing unusual was found. I just saw many people lying motionless in a pool of blood.

What was even more exaggerated was the rooftop of Building 7. The special operations team members who went up found a freezer with two people smashed to death underneath. The scene was horrific.

"Report to the captain, a body was found on the rooftop of Building 7. It seems that he was killed by a refrigerator. His face has been damaged and his identity cannot be confirmed!"

Soon, a special operations team member reported the situation through the intercom.

Upon hearing the news, the middle-aged man frowned slightly, and a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.

"It's really strange. Where do these refrigerators come from?..."

After thinking for a moment, he immediately turned around and asked the deputy next to him: "Who called the police first? Has anyone been contacted?"

"Reporting to the captain, I can't contact anyone, but the information department has sent information. It's a resident who lives in 302 here. I think he must have seen what happened in 301!" the deputy immediately replied.

"oh?"

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows slightly, "Let's go upstairs and have a look!"

"Yes, Captain!"

The two of them walked towards the second unit, one behind the other, and reached the third floor in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the door of Room 301 was still wide open. The two went in and walked around, but found nothing. Then they went out and went straight to Room 302.

"There are marks of gunfire on the door. It seems that the family was also attacked!"

The middle-aged man looked at the door in front of him, his eyes as sharp as a knife, and he could tell something was wrong at a glance.

At this moment, the door of room 302 was suddenly pushed open, and a woman rushed out from inside.

"Hey, comrade police officers, you are here, help! My daughter wants to kill us. She is with the guy with the gun in 301. We just asked casually, but who knew she wanted to kill us? He also beat our old couple to death..."

"You have to make the decision for us!"

"She still has a gun in her hand. I guess she is the one who brought these bad guys. I also saw her shoot and kill two people with my own eyes! I will be your witness. She is a murderer..."

Lin Lanhua's face was swollen, she was shouting at the top of her voice, talking nonsense.

Obviously, she had long forgotten what Meng Yuanyuan said before leaving.

At this time Meng Zhiguo also climbed out.

"Uh, uh, yes, I am her biological father, and I can testify that she did kill two people, and finally beat me like this! Tell me, is there any law of the king, or is there any justice?"

Having said this, Meng Zhiguo pointed at his pig head and started crying.

"Comrade police, you don't know that that bitch has never learned well since she was a child. I have long seen that she is not a good person, so I severed the father-daughter relationship with her. I didn't expect that this bitch would come to our house." He still wants to kill us! You have to make the decision for me!"

"Ugh, comrade police officers, please make the decision for me. You must shoot her to eliminate harm for the people!..."

Meng Zhiguo cried so hard that he was heartbroken, filled with grief and anger. He looked like a victim and wanted to cut Meng Yuanyuan into pieces.

In fact, these two people had already discussed it. As soon as Meng Yuanyuan left, they closed the door and started plotting, racking their brains to snatch Houshan and the huge sum of 100 million!

Of course, the beating must be avenged.

So Lin Lanhua suggested that it would be better to take advantage of the fight between Room 301 and the robbers to directly frame Meng Yuanyuan for murder, and then let the police arrest her and send her to prison, where she would be shot directly.

In this way, as her only blood relative, Meng Zhiguo will definitely be able to inherit his daughter's inheritance. Isn't this wonderful?

Moreover, this plan is perfect and has no flaws. After the person dies, the money will be available immediately without any worries. It can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

Therefore, the two couples hit it off immediately and simply disguised themselves as victims, staged a painful drama, and prepared to kill someone with a borrowed knife.