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I broke the door lock with my gun and couldn't lock it. I frowned, picked up the police gun and hid in the bathroom again.

Leaving a crack in the door, I kept an eye on the changes outside.

After a while, a young-looking trainee police officer entered the house. He looked around and walked straight to the injured armed policeman without thinking.

"Officer, I'll take you downstairs." He grabbed the hands of the injured armed policeman a little clumsily. His expression and appearance reminded me of myself five years ago. When I first joined the police station as an intern, I would be respectful and open-mouthed to everyone I met. One senior fellow student and one police officer kept silent, but who knew that in the final stage of the internship, when I was framed as a murderer, they all remained silent and no one was willing to stand up and speak out for me.

The trainee policeman wanted to carry the injured armed policeman on his back. When he put the armed policeman's head on his shoulders, the unconscious armed policeman suddenly opened his eyes and whispered in his ear: "The suspect is in the toilet and has a gun in his hand! Run!"

The tone was low and urgent. It took the trainee policeman two seconds to react on the spot before he could hear clearly. He was completely panicked: "A-have a gun?"

The bathroom door opened silently, and with my enhanced senses, I walked out quietly, raised the butt of the gun in my palm: "Yes, there is a gun."

"Bang!" I hit the trainee policeman on the back of the head hard, knocking him unconscious. I bent down and covered the mouth of another armed policeman: "You old man, you are pretending to be the same."

I kicked off the communication tool, dragged him into the bathroom, and gave him a few more blows on the back of his head to make sure he really fell into a coma.

"You really can't be careless at all."

I don’t know where the fate ghost has gone at this time. There is a maximum distance limit between it and me, or there is a bond between it and the black eyeball. If it is 200 meters away from the eyeball, it will When it becomes extremely weak, it will automatically return to the black eyes. This is something I only learned about during the live broadcast at the New Century Paradise.

I ignored the ghost for the moment and let it run upstairs. I dragged the other trainee policeman into the bathroom and took off his uniform.

"I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to wear this suit after five years." There is not much difference between the uniforms of the trainee police officers and the serving police officers, but there are differences in the epaulettes, armbands, and cap badges. I wet the sheets and blocked the mouth of the trainee policeman. He was tied up next to the toilet and walked out of the bathroom after learning his police number by heart.

"Bai Qi, you hide first, I will definitely come back to find you."

I asked Bai Qi to hide under the TV cabinet, and I lowered the brim of my hat and walked out of the room carrying the injured armed policeman on my back.

The gun was hidden in my clothes, and the communication tools were hung in my coat pocket. I could clearly hear the orders issued by the command center.

"The suspect disappeared on the 18th floor! Investigate thoroughly! Don't miss any room!"

"Report! The suspect has a gun and may have fled to a higher floor!"

"Attention Team 1 and Team 2, immediately go to the 21st floor to escort Jiang Detao, Chairman of Jiangjin Real Estate, to leave. Be sure to protect his personal safety."

"receive!"

Originally, I planned to just sneak up to the first floor and grab the police car and leave, but when I heard the command center's order in the communication, I changed my mind.

"Mr. Jiang is on the 21st floor?"

Following the instructions from the command center, they discovered that the ghost had disappeared and might have gone to a higher level, so they were worried about the safety of the Jiang family and were forced to prepare for the transfer.

"Two teams of armed police were escorting me. Mr. Jiang's identity is indeed extraordinary." A smile appeared on my face hidden by the brim of my hat: "If I can take him as a hostage, let alone escape from here, it is not impossible to use the police to search Luxing. possible."

I had an idea in my mind. Every wrong has its owner and every debt has its owner. It’s time to settle the accounts between Mr. Jiang and me.

If they want to leave, the quickest and safest way is to take the elevator, which is protected by armed police. It is difficult for me to get started in this process.

There are three elevators installed inside Century New Garden. It is not practical to destroy them all at the same time. If I want to succeed, I can only set up an ambush on the first floor. The distance between Mr. Jiang stepping out of the elevator and leaving by car is my only chance.

"The destiny ghost's mission has been completed and can be taken back." I took out the black eyeball, but I didn't know the formula to recall the ghost. After muttering a few words to the eyeball, I simply gave up: "When the distance is exceeded, it should come back on its own. ."

Controlling my facial expression, I walked quickly downstairs with the injured and unconscious armed policeman on my back.

I destroyed the surveillance of the safe passage in several places. I didn’t meet anyone along the way. I didn’t stop until I reached the corner of the first floor.

I blew up the surveillance camera on the first floor with my gun when I first went upstairs. Now that I am hiding here, I am not afraid that the people in the surveillance room will see something fishy.

About ten seconds later, I felt the slightest bit of coldness, and my black hair brushed my body. A ghost who looked eighty-nine times similar to me appeared quietly behind me with his head tilted. His raincoat was full of bullet holes. If it were a living person, he would have died many times.

"Just come back." The fateful ghost returned, and I felt reassured, and I felt a little more confident about my next plan.

Using my tracking eyes, I watched the numbers on the elevator change constantly, from two digits to single digits. Then the indicator light came on and the silver-white elevator door slowly opened.

"coming!"

Two heavily armed police officers walked out first, one of them holding a riot shield in his hand. They were well-trained and acted very professionally. They divided their work and cooperated. One person guarded and controlled the view of the hall.

Following closely behind them was a lean old man, who was estimated to be over sixty years old based on his appearance. His hair was half white, his face was flabby, and his eyes were bright and reserved, like knives, and he did not dare to let anyone look at him.

"Jiang Detao." This was the first time I met him in real life. I didn't realize it when I watched him on TV before. But when I saw him up close, he gave me a very special feeling. He was vicious and cunning, like a flying bird. The goshawk high in the sky looks like a giant man-eating crocodile lurking on the water's edge.

Jiang Detao is still protected by armed police on both sides, and the protection is tight without any loopholes.

Following him was a young man who walked out of the elevator. He was wearing a light-colored suit. He was tall and handsome, but his face was not very good-looking. He seemed to be depleted of blood and had an abnormal sallow color.

When I saw this person, I was suddenly stunned, and then I immediately realized that the opportunity had come.

"Destiny Ghost, stop them!" The Destiny Ghost, wearing a tattered raincoat, faithfully carried out my order. It sprang out of the shadows with a face that was 80% similar to mine.

"Who is it? Stop!" The armed policeman immediately raised his pistol and ordered the ghost to move quickly between the pillars in the hall, while several people stopped in place.

"That's..." Jiang Chen, who was still walking at the end, had sharp eyes and saw the fateful ghost's face the moment it turned its head: "Gao Jian!"

This name was like a curse to him. His originally arranged life was disrupted, causing him to lose face and become the laughing stock of the entire Jiangcheng.

A vein protruded from his forehead, his hands were twisted into fists, and his eyes were blazing with fire as he glared at the ghost, wanting to kill it right away.

I, who was hiding in the corner on the first floor, caught Jiang Chen's gaffe and caught my eye. Looking at Mr. Jiang's composure, and then looking at him, I made a malicious guess as to whether Jiang Chen was the old man's biological son. Why was his personality so different? How big?

"Alert!" Armed policemen holding riot shields stood in front of Mr. Jiang. They quickly dispersed and looked for cover.

These people knew that I had a gun in my hand. Chen Feng probably told his father that I was an extremely accurate marksman and had once killed a wolf in a heavy fog.

Compared to their nervousness, Fate Ghost's reaction seemed slow. This guy hated the bright light above his head and huddled in the shadows according to instinct.

An armed policeman who led the team raised his fist and made gestures. They surrounded them from both sides. The remaining policemen opened the communication and reported the situation in the lobby on the first floor and requested support.

At this time, there were only two armed policemen guarding Jiang Detao, while Jiang Chen was completely undefended.

"I didn't expect that we would need you to break the situation in the end." I lowered my head and pressed most of the injured armed policeman's body behind my back, trying to make my movements appear natural.

Stepping out of the corner, the light shines on me. My steps are light but fast.

"Hey, which team are you in?" The first person who noticed me was not the armed police, but Jiang Detao. He looked at me with a pair of eagle eyes and suddenly showed a vigilant look.

I ignored him. All the police's attention was attracted by the ghost. There was a time difference of more than a second before they reacted.

I jumped out, held the injured armed policeman in front of me, and took out the gun hidden under my uniform.

Five meters, three meters, when Jiang Chen reacted and wanted to retreat, the black muzzle of the gun was already pressed against his temple.

"Who are you?"

Pushing away the injured armed policeman, I held the gun in one hand and threw away the police cap with the other: "Jiang Chen, we meet again."