Of course, because all four of them were holding each other down and didn't take off their clothes, they didn't need to get dressed in those two minutes.

And this time, the policemen downstairs were also very kind, giving about more than two minutes, and then, banging footsteps sounded at the staircase, and three policemen, two men and one woman, rushed up.

That's right, this time it's really a police officer, but not wearing a police uniform.

It's just that when I saw the chaotic "battlefield" in front of me, three men and one woman were holding knives or scuffling and stalemate, and the three policemen at the scene were also a little confused, and the policeman in charge of taking pictures didn't know whether to press the shutter or not.

Today, the city has made a unified deployment to clean up Gardenia Lane, a century-old "red light district". Dozens of people were dispatched, and almost at the same time, they attacked from front to back, left and right, and conducted a large-scale search here.

Of course, there are ordinary residents living in the alleys, and these policemen do not break into private houses when they see them, and they have already done a meticulous survey before. But Yuan Zixin's family was temporary.

It's only the grandmother who braids the straw hat diagonally across the door. They were about to retreat after sweeping a batch, and the grandmother suddenly mysteriously grabbed a policeman and "reported" an important clue to them: two strange and obscene men, followed by a woman who had lived here for a long time, had just gone upstairs.

Two men and one woman?

So, the anti-pornography team that had already pulled a net of female piao guests and was ready to close the team, temporarily left three of them and rushed into this house.

But what are they seeing right now? knives, and ...... Gun?!

Seeing this, the three policemen retreated to the second floor one after another.

"Hey ......"

Song Qian just wanted to ask his dear police uncles for help, but saw the three figures flash and disappear again.

This......

Song Qianhuo looked at the gun he was holding in his hand, and the whole person was not good.

"Call the brigade, call the brigade, there is an emergency at 127 Gardenia Lane, two gangsters with guns and controlled knives, taking two hostages, ask for support, ask for support!"

Frightened, the three policemen shouted over the walkie-talkie while backing away.

The floor of the small building is wooden, and the sound insulation is very poor, and Song Qian and the man in the flower shirt are still twisted together, but they can hear the words of the police downstairs clearly.

In the current situation, who is the gangster and who is the hostage?!

However, even though all four of them twitched their faces, no one dared to relax. The man in the flower shirt and white T-shirt knew that the gun was just a finely crafted toy, but Song Qian and Yuan Zixin didn't know. Entering the house with such a dangerous thing, once you relax a little, it is fatal.

Of course, the knife that Yuan Zixin put on the neck of the man in the white T-shirt is not vegetarian. You must know that this knife was originally meant to be used to castrate Song Qian, and it had to be fast, so that the dick in his hand could fall with the knife, so that it would not be like a blunt knife cutting beef, and the thing had not been cut off, and the person died of pain first.

In this way, the four of them were in a stalemate upstairs, and no one dared to act rashly. Overall, of course, Song Qian and Yuan Zixin prevailed.

It's just a hot panic. Especially Yuan Zixin, who couldn't blow the wind at this time, sweat flowed down her neck into her underwear, and she had already soaked the thin T-shirt from the inside out.

As for the three policemen downstairs, they did not dare to move a single step, for fear that they would act rashly and become a glorious first-class meritorious service, and they were also afraid that the hostages would be in danger.

"Thorny—"

The man in the flower shirt who was controlled on the bed, looked up and could see Yuan Zixin's more delicate figure because of the sweat soaked through his clothes, and he couldn't help but drool.

"What are you doing?!"

Song Qian scolded and twisted his hand back again.

"Ahh

"You ......"

"Don't move!"

The man in the white T-shirt tried to move, but was also slashed by Yuan Zixin's knife, and he was so frightened that he stopped his mouth.

Time passed minute by minute, four people upstairs and three people downstairs didn't dare to move, sweat dripping down drop by drop......

Five minutes later, along with the honking of police car horns, there was an official shout: "Listen, stop resisting, stop all resistance!"

The sound of police car horns, and this shouting loudspeaker, there is no doubt that it is a real policeman, and there are guns.

"The gangsters have been controlled by us, and everything is safe upstairs at the moment. This voice was shouted by Song Qian, and it was properly transmitted downstairs through the window of the wooden building.

First, he was telling the truth, and second, he was afraid that there was a sniper in the distance on TV, who was already aiming at his head at the moment. If you are not killed by the gangsters who broke into the house, but you died under the guns of your own people, can you erect a sign of "revolutionary martyrs are immortal"?

However, even if he was given a sign, Song Qian was unwilling to do it. How good it is to be alive now, 800,000 a day!

It's just that Song Qian shouted this, and the special police officers downstairs who were fully armed with shields were stunned. Why did the gangsters not shout, but the hostages shouted? What else did the gangsters say?

"Captain Huang, what should I do?" asked the captain of the team in charge of the operation.

That's right, it was Huang Hao who rushed to the police this time. Although he has the background of an official family, he became the deputy captain at a young age, and if there is no criticism from others, this kind of possible heroic sacrifice must still be rushed to the front.

"Shout out and ask what the current situation is. ”

Regarding the so-called "gangsters have been controlled" just now, Huang Hao was also very upset when he heard it, and he still didn't know whether it was true or a pit.

However, how is this sound inexplicably familiar? It's just that I can't hear it very clearly because I passed through the wooden house and there are some echoes.

Hearing this, the shouting criminal police hurriedly turned on the megaphone and shouted upstairs.

Actually, it's just the second floor, and the windows are also open, so Song Qian can hear it a little louder.

"Two gangsters, one with a knife and the other with a gun, but we took them down!" Song Qian replied honestly.

This time, Huang Hao, who listened carefully to the voice, heard it. Who could this be? Isn't that Song Qian?

"Ahem!"

Huang Hao moistened his throat and pushed aside the shield-wielding SWAT officers in front of him, "Get out of the way." ”

"Captain, you're ......"

"It's okay, I'll go up and take a look. ”

"Captain, be careful that it's a trap!" someone immediately reminded.

Today's gangsters' IQs are all enhanced, for example, today's one, if it is really a gangster pretending to be a hostage, and saying that the situation has been controlled, it is a good idea to innovate.

"The situation upstairs is more complicated, for the safety of the hostages, don't act rashly, I can go up alone to let the gangsters relax their guard. Huang Hao said to the next group of criminal police with a righteous face.

After speaking, he also pulled his throat and shouted upstairs: "The people upstairs, whether they are hostages or gangsters, I am the deputy captain of the criminal police brigade, and now I have come up alone, there are no weapons, you all stay calm, the police will ensure your safety!"

The reason why he didn't use a megaphone, and the reason why he reported his home, Huang Hao also wanted Song Qian to hear clearly that it was his own voice. If there is a real problem, I think this guy will tell himself in other tactful ways.