Police Detective

At this time, Ren Hao was really not as relaxed as Bai Song thought.

The feeling of carrying a heavy burden,

Just a thousand people,

We all look forward to every word you say

Ren Hao was not the commander-in-chief of this operation, but as the on-site commander, he still dared not relax at all times. In the early morning of the first lunar month, Ren Hao, who was wearing a leather jacket, was always sweating slightly.

At around 3:50 in the morning, the huge roar of a blue and white police helicopter broke the hustle and bustle of the village. There is no airport nearby. When planes pass by, they are thousands of meters above the ground, so it is difficult to see planes here, let alone helicopters.

The powerful airflow and stable power curve of the propeller aircraft created an extremely impactful listening experience. It was like a horn of charge, and everyone was very energetic and excited.

As the helicopter entered the scene, hundreds of police officers who had been prepared quietly moved out. The most amazing thing was that the gate of the yard opened slowly and automatically under the control of Wang Liang. Several vehicles had already The prepared car quickly drove in from the entrance, and the whole process was completed in one go.

Bai Song was far away from the scene and was quite fascinated, but everyone at this point remained motionless throughout the whole process and was not affected by the excitement there at all.

Bai Song may know more than these special police officers. Maybe at the same second, the Ma detachment and others were carrying out an operation in a foreign country at the same time. The scale may not be so large, but it must be much more dangerous than here. Thinking of this, Bai Song couldn't help but feel... Slightly worrying.

After the sound of the helicopter disappeared, the sound from the compound was no longer heard from Bai Song. It was a bit too far after all, but it was very quiet here, so quiet that everyone could only hear each other's breathing.

In just ten minutes, a message came from the turnoff in front. Two white modified cars were driving towards Baisong Road. Everyone else did not escape into the car, but left the tunnel when they left. Found intercepted.

Soon, the information from the front was updated. One of the two cars was heading in the direction of Baisong. It seemed that the troops had divided into two groups.

Gradually, Bai Song heard the roar of a high-horsepower car, and soon, the distant car lights hit here.

Bai Song gave the SWAT squadron leader a look. The squadron leader lowered his eyes slightly. Bai Song nodded and continued to stand still.

Bai Song's father once said something to Bai Song. Bai Song had not understood it for so many years, but now he began to understand it.

"Professional things must be done by professionals."

Bai Song's family has average conditions. He has always done everything by himself since he was a child. This has developed his very independent character. He cooks and takes care of himself. Even in the police academy, Bai Song is a very independent person. species, and therefore gave a lot of help to the students.

If you encounter any problem, shouldn’t you do it yourself? If the light bulbs are out at home, replace them yourself; if the sewer is blocked, unblock it yourself; or even if the socket wires are burnt, Bai Song will buy his own sockets and replace them when the power goes out.

But all in all, I still haven’t encountered any more professional problems.

Non-professionals, try laying tiles? Try changing the pipe? Try replacing the crankshaft of the car engine?

And how to ensure that professional off-road vehicles traveling at high speed can be accurately intercepted in complex terrain late at night?

Digging big holes won't work, electronic interference won't work, and puncturing a tire is a joke.

The car moved from far to near, and soon reached a position dozens of meters in front of Bai Song and others. No matter how good the car was, it would not dare to press the accelerator to the bottom in this kind of terrain, and the beam could not bear it, but the speed was still not slow, and soon There was a roar, and the surroundings were no longer quiet.

"Middle East version of Land Cruiser, engine displacement 5700, V8 model." A special police officer behind Bai Song heard something from the roar and said.

"Why are you talking about this? What's the wheelbase?" The squadron leader sounded a little anxious.

"Two meters eighty-five."

"Okay, get ready!"

The few people behind Bai Song left quickly. Bai Song looked at the actions of the SWAT squadron leader but did not move.

The car drove over quickly, and within less than a second of passing in front of Bai Song, the car suddenly lost control and all four wheels locked up for unknown reasons.

Almost instantly, there is no movement of the dirt bike's tires relative to the brakes. In other words, the tires stop spinning and the car slides on the road like a brick.

This kind of road was full of curves, and the sliding car suddenly hit a tree. Fortunately, the speed was not fast and the tire friction was high, so the impact force was not great.

As soon as the squadron leader made some movements, Bai Song immediately stood up with the squadron leader and ran to the car. Bai Song set up a strong search light from the side and cooperated with another colleague from other provinces to illuminate the scene into daylight.

The movement was not very violent, it was just swift. Seven or eight people and four submachine guns aimed at the car from different angles. The people in the car had just ran out of the yard and were in shock. Naturally, they already knew what happened and no one took any action.

The squadron leader waved his hand, and the few men without guns took out their anti-explosion shields and slowly approached the car.

Before several special police officers approached, the car opened the door. A middle-aged man raised his hand above his head. Then, the passenger door slowly opened.

Originally, Bai Song thought that since there were only a few cars running out, each car must not be full of people?

But in fact, there were only two people, and the co-pilot was still a child.

Bai Song only took one look and determined that this must be Deng Wenxi's son. His brows looked a bit like his father's, but he was just a little panicked.

The crowd quickly knocked down and handcuffed the man driving the car, and also controlled the boy.

The inspection of the car was also unexpected. There was nothing. The extremely lightweight body and even the rear seats were removed. In other words, this car really only exists to transport two people. No, it should be said that it is one. people.

Bai Song looked at Deng Wenxi's son again. He was eight or nine years old. He would have to find a way to place and release him when he returned soon. Children of this age did not have to bear any responsibility for anything.

A person who has no capacity for civil conduct and does not bear any criminal liability or administrative liability.

What Bai Song was thinking about at this time was, what would this child be like in the future?

However, for many things, no one knows what will happen in the next few years, and there is no need to pay careful attention.

Bai Song was in a very calm mood at this time. The excessive secretion of adrenaline for several hours gradually reduced his output. Everything was over. All that was left was to repeat the work he had done two months ago.

One more update, thank you.

It shouldn't be busy tomorrow