Late at night, the banks of the Huai River were pitch black, the patrol boats of the water public security bureau were still cruising around, and the professional salvage team hired with a lot of money was casting fishing nets under the light of searchlights, looking for something near the bridge piers.

The helicopters in the sky were still roaring, and the snowy pillars of light shone on the surface of the river, and the two sides of the river were full of auxiliary police officers with flashlights and bamboo poles, searching in the grass on the shore.

In the command car, Director Shangguan looked at the video taken by the helicopter over and over again, and the live video showed that Liu Ziguang had not surfaced since he fell into the water, and the leaders of the provincial department and the city bureau all determined that the target had fallen into the water and drowned, and only needed to salvage the body downstream, but Director Shangguan stubbornly believed that the target was still alive.

Although the director of Shangguan is not very old, but he is old enough, it is said that the heavyweight leaders of the province personally gave instructions to let the provincial department cooperate, so everyone respects her very much, and the business side also tries to cooperate, but it is a holiday, the police force is already very nervous, and now hundreds of people are drawn out to search and arrest and control, which is even more stretched, although the grassroots cadres and police have no complaints, but there is obviously a lot of room for improvement in work efficiency.

The arrest was quite unsuccessful, with three police vehicles, including an armored car, damaged, seven police officers, one seriously injured, and a series of rear-end collisions, in which three people were slightly injured and millions of dollars in property were lost.

The only thing that is fortunate is that there were no casualties, even the seriously injured police officer saved his life because Liu Ziguang handled it properly and successfully stopped the bleeding, but all those in the know were told that they were not allowed to mention this matter on any occasion.

As for how Liu Ziguang broke free from the one-piece handcuffs and shackles, many old criminal policemen knew it, but no one raised questions, and Director Shangguan didn't seem to be interested in caring about these trivial things, and everyone passed by tacitly.

"If Liu Ziguang hadn't died, he would have called home." Director Shangguan said.

The criminal police have been deployed near Liu Ziguang's house in the first phase of Zhicheng, dozens of special police officers are ambushed in the periphery, just waiting for the target to appear and rush up, Liu Ziguang's phone calls of all local social relations have been monitored, police cars pass by at the gate of Huaqing Pool every few minutes, and the cameras in the city have entered the working state, which can be described as a dense network.

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At Pier No. 5, all freight operations stopped on the first day of the Lunar New Year, the freight yard was deserted, an iodine-tungsten lamp hung high on a high pole, and behind the rusty barbed wire, there were mountains of containers.

A figure emerged from waist-deep dead grass, silently climbed over the barbed wire, cleverly evaded the surveillance camera, came to a container door deep in the cargo station, turned the turntable of the combination lock on the door, and gently opened the cargo door and got in.

When the lights were turned on, the container was filled with lockers, a folding chair, a camp bed and a tin bucket.

Liu Ziguang took off his still wet clothes and threw them on the ground, took out a bath towel from the locker to wipe off the muddy water on his body, found a new set of clothes to change into, but was still naked, searched in the cabinet again, took out a medical kit, and treated the wound on his back in the mirror.

A small stove was brought out of the cupboard, two pieces of solid alcohol were placed in it, lit with a lighter, and a small teapot was placed to boil.

Taking advantage of the time to boil water, he took out the self-heating dry food and military canned food to open it, set up a folding table to put the food, thought about it and opened a bottle of two pots, plum cabbage and diced rice, canned curry beef, canned peanuts, compressed seaweed pieces and hot water is a pot of soup, after gobbling it up, he cleaned up the mess and opened the iron cabinet on the other side.

A row of iron boxes were neatly stacked, Liu Ziguang opened a box printed with the Russian letters ПП-90, took out a metal box wrapped in a tarp, unfolded it with a bang, and formed a small and exquisite folding submachine gun, wiped off the butter on the gun with cotton yarn, removed the magazine, took out a few paper packets and tore them, and the yellow-orange-orange bullets fell to the ground, all of which were Soviet-style 9mm pistol bullets.

After filling the magazine with thirty rounds, he wiped the gun again, folded it into a rectangular metal box, put it aside, and took a Type 06 pistol from the cabinet, which is different from the police pistol, this one is 5.8 mm caliber, and ordinary police body armor can shoot through.

He disassembled the pistol into parts and reloaded it, continuously tested the trigger force and the strength of the recoiling spring, nodded with satisfaction, loaded the magazine with twenty rounds, screwed a cylinder on the muzzle and tried it, and then took it off and put it on the small table.

There were also several wooden boxes under the cabinet, one of which was printed with white words: Type 82-2 all-plastic handleless steel ball grenade, Liu Ziguang thought about it and opened the box, took out two and put them on the table.

After preparing the weapons, he turned around and opened the wardrobe opposite, which was full of all kinds of clothes, picked out a set of police uniforms and threw them on the marching bed, opened the drawer to find out the corresponding police rank and police number, and threw it on the bed as well.

I took out three more walkie-talkies and three mobile phones, checked the battery capacity, and put them on the table.

calmly changed clothes, put on a tie in front of the small mirror in the cabinet, put an underarm quick-draw gun holster on the outside of the shirt, inserted the pistol and magazine in the holster, and after trying to draw the gun several times in a row, hung the grenade on the belt, put on the jacket and buttoned it, put on a police multi-functional coat outside, combed his hair, and put on a police hat.

Put on the black high-waisted Oakley military boots, put a dagger in the boot shaft, bounce on the spot a few times, test the portability of the equipment, and walk over to lift the tarpaulin covering the equipment, revealing an unlicensed motocross motorcycle.

Submachine guns, walkie-talkies, mobile phones, and documents are all loaded on his body, Liu Ziguang turned off the lights, opened the container door and pushed the motorcycle out, although there were only two middle-aged security guards sleeping in the far duty room in the freight yard, he still did not start the motorcycle, but pushed it far away before starting the motorcycle

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The command center of the Public Security Bureau is brightly lit, and various plans are still being urgently deployed, and all the stuck points have been deployed, even a bird can't fly out of Jiangbei, in fact, the leaders know in their hearts, if this Liu Ziguang is really as invincible as Director Shangguan said, then these means can't keep him at all, and what they are doing now is just doing their duty.

Suddenly, a police officer in charge of the surveillance raised his hand: "There is a phone call from the target's house." ”

A gleam flashed in the eyes of Detachment Xie, and he immediately stood up and said, "Listen immediately." ”

In the first phase of Zhicheng, Liu Ziguang's house, his parents were still watching TV while waiting for their son to come home, when they heard the phone ring urgently, my father picked up the microphone and said, "Hey." ”

"Dad, it's me, there was an accident in the company today, I have to go to the field to deal with it, it may take a long time." Liu Ziguang's voice sounded far away.

Dad didn't realize what was happening, and asked, "Why are you in such a hurry, when will you be able to come back, and tomorrow there will be relatives and friends to come to pay New Year's greetings?" ”

Liu Ziguang said: "Things are very tricky, maybe you will see some news about me in the newspaper and TV tomorrow, don't believe it, it's all slander and framing......

Dad finally realized that something was wrong: "What's the matter, where are you now." ”

The old mother was also nervous next to her: "Old man, what's the matter, what's wrong with Xiaoguang." ”

"Don't speak." Dad turned around, held the microphone and said, "Son, what the hell are you in trouble?" ”

In the command center of the Public Security Bureau, the technicians were working nervously, and the Xie detachment asked eagerly: "Can you find the location?" ”

The technician was sweating all over his head: "It takes at least five minutes of talk time to lock the location of the phone." ”

The police officers clenched their fists tightly, hoping that Liu Ziguang's family could say a few more words to drag him down.

Luckily, as they had hoped, the conversation lasted more than five minutes, and the technician finally locked on the rooftop of a building at the intersection of Binjiang Park and Dalian Road.

"Sortie." The Xie detachment gave the order, and a team of special police officers rushed out of the building like a tiger out of a nest, jumped into the police car, and rushed to the target without flashing lights or honking their horns.

The cadres and policemen who were patrolling the streets and deploying control at the monitoring points also outflanked them from other directions, and with the lessons learned in the afternoon, all units are now under the command of Captain Xie, who is familiar with the local situation, and the police force follows the police situation, and the efficiency has reached the highest utilization rate.

The frustrated Shangguan Commissioner did not follow them, but stayed in the command center.

The SWAT officers rushed to the target from all directions, and the public security bureau was no more than three kilometers away from here, and soon arrived at the scene, and the helicopter illuminated the roof with a searchlight in the air, and the SWAT team members rushed down in a battle formation, and found a mobile phone tied to the walkie-talkie in the corner of the rooftop.

The SWAT officers were dumbfounded, and the Xie detachment came up from downstairs, and waved his fist hatefully when he saw this pile of things: "This cunning guy." ”

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In the command center, Director Shangguan was sitting quietly waiting for news, when a policewoman came over and said, "Director, someone is looking for you outside." ”

Director Shangguan asked, "Who is looking for me?" ”

"I don't know, it seems to be from the provincial department." The policewoman said.

Director Shangguan got up and walked out, and as soon as she went out, a hard thing was put on her waist, and her body immediately froze.

"Liu Ziguang, it's you."

"That's right."

"If you dare to shoot here, you are not afraid that you will not be able to escape." Director Shangguan asked sarcastically.

"Hehe, you might as well bet on my guts." In Liu Ziguang's voice, the mocking tone was thicker: "I brought three guns full of bullets, and my body was full of grenades, not to mention that you are a public security bureau in a prefecture-level city, even if you return to the headquarters of the German army, you will have more than enough."