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The eye-catching cordon surrounded the gate of the police station, and the crowd of people who watched the lively melon-eating crowd around them were driven away by the policemen wearing explosion-proof suits.

Ten minutes ago, someone threw two ordinary metal boxes in front of the police station and disappeared. If it weren't for the big words "Director Gong Yufei personally opened" written crookedly on the note on the box, it is estimated that the police officer on duty on the first floor would have directly thrown away the two boxes as garbage.

Of course, if these two ordinary boxes were replaced as before, someone would naturally help Director Gong accept them. But this time is different, two police officers on duty had their heads cut off, and just as everyone was mourning, two strange metal boxes were delivered. This has to be alarming.

"Let's get started. Be careful, guys. Gong Yufei stood far behind the blast door in the police hall and waved his hand to the two police officers wearing thick bomb disposal suits outside the door.

The two officers made an OK gesture and began to use tools to disassemble the two metal boxes.

Bomb disposal is a complex and tedious matter, and although it is not certain that the box contains a bomb, professional bomb disposal experts must carefully follow the process.

Click, click!

Two muffled sounds were heard, and the locks of both boxes were opened at the same time. After unlocking the lock, the box was quickly opened, and for safety reasons, the bomb disposal experts stopped their work for a moment and made a backward retreat gesture in different directions.

All the onlookers cooperated very well and retreated a distance of about ten meters before the bomb disposal expert turned around and began to slowly uncover the box.

Rushing.

The two metal boxes were opened at the same time, and the field suddenly fell silent, and everyone was waiting for the next reaction of the two bomb disposal experts.

But at this time, the two bomb disposal experts stood stunned, as if the contents of the box had some magical power, attracting all their attention.

It's a pity that the bomb disposal experts are wearing thick protective clothing, and no one can see their expressions, otherwise, some professional psychologists in the police station can even analyze what will be in the box from the changes in people's expressions.

"What? I was stunned for a long time and didn't react. Walkie-talkie to me. Gong Yufei frowned, although there was no explosion, he always felt a bad premonition.

A female police officer standing next to Gong Yufei obediently handed over a police walkie-talkie.

"Hey, hey! I'm Gong Yufei, please report on the progress of the bomb disposal. Gong Yufei said with a frown.

"Report Gong Bureau...... There is no explosion hazard. A bomb disposal expert said in a strange tone.

"No explosion hazard?" Gong Yufei asked puzzledly, "What exactly is in that box?" ”

"Yes...... It is the ...... of two brothers, Zhong Kang and Chen Zhuo. Head ......" The tone on the other end of the walkie-talkie was full of grief and indignation.

Syllable!

Gong Yufei smashed the walkie-talkie to the ground with a pale face, no matter what the other party was, he dared to provoke the Yanjing Police Station so blatantly, as the director, he was naturally furious.

"Send the two brothers to the mourning hall." Gong Yufei left a sentence and left the scene with an ugly face.

As a violent organ of the state, almost no one has ever dared to be so provocative, and this is almost the first time since the establishment of the Yenching Police Department in the decades since its establishment.

All officers above the middle level wore small white flowers on their chests to mourn the innocent murder of their two colleagues.

The heads of the two police officers, Zhong Kang and Chen Zhuo, were sutured by professional forensic doctors with surgical threads on the spot, no matter what, Gong Yufei didn't want to see two young lives leave this world with different heads like this.

"Xiao Wang. Please translate this white cloth into English aloud for everyone. Gong Yufei stood at the forefront of the mourning formation, and he pointed to the white cloth with blood written on it that had been sent along with the two heads.

A middle-aged police officer with thick glasses stepped forward with a solemn expression, turned to face everyone and said, "Before sunset, if your police station fails to release His Royal Highness, then these two poor young men will be the fate of everyone in your bureau." The Scarlet Church stayed. ”

"Who is Your Highness?"

"What? The Scarlet Church is making a comeback? ”

"It's crazy, crazy."

"Made. Tai Sui's head is groundbreaking, and these people are simply looking for death. ”

Some of the anxious police officers almost pulled out their guns and rushed out to find someone to do a fight.

"Quiet." Gong Yufei waved his hand, his face was still very ugly.

"From now on, blockade the major water, land and air ports in Yanjing City. In addition, the Internet police department takes over all the urban road traffic security monitoring. The sub-bureaus and police stations in all districts and streets dispatched all the forces they could to dig three feet into the ground, and they also wanted to find out these crazy guys for me. Gong Yufei glared at all the police officers with angry eyes.

The grievances and depression filled the hearts of all the police officers present, and they were used to living a comfortable life, and it was difficult for them to experience this kind of humiliation and grief.

"Yes!" All the officers stomped their feet at the same time, raised their right hands in unison, and saluted in the direction of the two brothers, Gong Ju and Lingtang.

Police cars and motorcycles flashing with red and blue lights began to quickly rush into the streets and alleys, moving in and out of large and small stations, toll stations, subway entrances, and airports in Yanjing City. In addition, a large number of community police officers began to knock on doors to check on public security and miscellaneous people, especially foreign miscellaneous people.

Almost the entire city of police moved. After hearing the news, some police officers who were supposed to be on leave did not hesitate to put on police uniforms and guns, and joined the search for the rioters.

In order to prevent the panic of the citizens, Gong Yufei did not apply for the initiation of martial law, but looking at the posture of the entire Yanjing police as if they were facing a great enemy, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the situation may be more serious than martial law.

In the evening, when the orange-red sunset gradually disappeared into the field of view of the high-rise buildings, on the roof of a skyscraper diagonally opposite the Yanjing Police Station Building, a white man in a decent suit was smoking a choking cigar and a pair of eagle-eyed eyes sharply looking at the towering police station building opposite.

"It seems that the police in Yanjing City don't want to sell the face of our organization." Toms puffed out a cloud of smoke from his nose.

Behind him stood a dozen tall burly men, all with guns in their hands, including long-barreled sniper rifles and light pistols, and it could be seen from the murderous faces of these people that they were definitely killers who had experienced the baptism of blood. The men did not say a word, silently waiting for the next order from the leader.

When the last rays of sunlight disappeared completely, and the neon lights began to shine on the city, Thomas flicked away the half-burned cigar in his hand, and he turned around, a wicked smile appeared on his grim face, and said, "It's time for this ancient country to see our fists." ”