Heavy Punch doesn't believe this guy's nonsense at all, everyone knows that this kind of warehouse involving smuggling is a very important place in the gang, how can the gangsters make a fortune by pointing to this thing, how can it be easily handed over to someone else to take care of? Even if it is to improve the security level, it is impossible to hire outsiders to do this kind of work, unless there is a special relationship between them, otherwise this simply does not make sense, under his further questioning, that person finally told the truth, to be precise, it was a supplement to the previous words, it turned out that the backstage of our underground security force, is this gangster, that is to say, they are their own people, but different organizations controlled by the gang, to put it bluntly, they are high-level horses, low-level mercenaries, In addition to taking on some less difficult external employment tasks, they also have to provide services within the organization, and recently received several large orders, which need to take a large number of weapons overseas, and a large number of contraband are stored in the entire warehouse area.

"If you don't say it directly, you're just asking for your own suffering." After listening to this guy's confession, the worm couldn't help but shake her head, she knew the temper of the heavy fist very well, if the other party chose to cooperate with 1510, the situation would not be embarrassed by the heavy fist, if you dare to deliberately conceal it, it is two different things, the heavy fist will definitely give these guys a color, sure enough, the heavy fist sank his face after listening, indicating that the other party's cooperative attitude is problematic and must be punished.

On the other side, the ghost's interrogation has ended, and the content obtained is basically the same as here, but there is not much information related to the target, and the most direct clue is that the target has been locked up here before, which is undoubtedly confirmed, but it was transported away before the bad weather came, and no one knows where they went.

"It's just a bunch of minions who know too little." "Looks like we're making things simple. ”

"At least Rudolph didn't lie to us." Heavy Punch thought of such an irrelevant thing.

"Don't think about that guy, where are we going to find someone? In this kind of weather, it is indeed quite inconvenient to go out, and we don't even have a goal or direction right now. "Worm is helpless.

"Then let's go straight to their headquarters." I don't think it's that bad in front of me.

"Headquarters? It was in another city, and judging from the current road conditions, even if we set off now, it would not be possible to reach it before dawn. The ghost said.

"We have time anyway." Heavy punch said, "Call the police!" We can't handle these things. ”

"When did you become a good citizen? He was crazy about himself everywhere. The ghost felt that the heavy punch was acting differently.

"If it was ordinary arms smuggling, I wouldn't bother with it, but I just think the women who were imprisoned were pitiful." "It's not a human thing. ”

"There are too many such things, can you take care of them?" The ghost didn't think so.

"I can't control it, and he can't ignore it when he sees it." "At least we can save a few people, and that's enough." ”

"You're a bodhisattva, okay?" The ghost shook his head, "It's so simple, now that communication is a problem, how can you call the police?" Go to the police station and knock on the door? ”

"What's so hard about this, it's a big deal to deliver it to your door." As long as you want to do it, you never care about it.

Half an hour later, the gate of the nearest police station to the warehouse area was shot, and the police inside rushed out to find several strong men who had been thrown in the ice water, and these people were shivering from the cold, and they found a voice recorder on the bodies of these strong men......

"I can only help you get here." The ghost stood in the shadows and shook his head, feeling a little nondescript, what was this? I can't finish my work, and now I'm worried about the police, what is this? Knight-errant? Or a superhero full of justice?

It didn't take long for the three of them to return to the car again, this time their target was the headquarters of the gang, located in the commercial center of the south of the city, and now the gangs are all grouped and commercialized, with their own office locations, ostensibly engaged in legal business, secretly doing shady things, and then laundering these illegal gains through legal business and companies.

They are now located at least six blocks away from the commercial center, but not long after they set out, they found that the road was not as difficult as before, the non-stop work of the drainage system had caused the water level on the road to drop a lot, although there was still a lot of residual hail that had not melted, but the road conditions were much better, as long as they avoided the cars that were abandoned on the road, they could move forward at a faster speed, although it was still raining, but in less than an hour they reached their destination.

Along the way, they also saw people coming out for activities, although they were in a hurry, but they could see that these people had a reason to come out, otherwise who would want to come out in this weather? Of course, some people are trying to get home as soon as possible, and some people are out to grab things......

There are relatively more people moving inside the commercial center than outside, and it can be seen that most of the people are far away from this place, as if they want to take advantage of the improvement of the road conditions to go home.

It didn't take long for the three of them to reach the downstairs of the gang's headquarters, moving a dozen storeys of skyscrapers, most of the outer layers of glass had been smashed beyond recognition under the previous violent hail attack, and the inside of one layer had been filled with ice water mixture, knee-deep and unguarded, and they could easily get inside.

"It looks like the terrain is low." The ghost said as he lay down on the icy water and walked inside.

"The gang's offices are on the 15th to 18th floors, with separate elevators from 3 to 6, which are completely separated from the rest of the office, and now there is no electricity, so you can only climb the stairs." Heavy punch said.

"I wish there were still people here." The ghost felt that they might make a trip in vain, those gang members might have already run away, this ghost weather, who doesn't want to go home early to see the situation at home.

"This kind of place will definitely keep people, it can't be that there is no one." Don't worry about that when the time comes.

The three of them climbed up the stairs, the stairwell was black and hollow, the broken windows had rain blown in from time to time, the occasional lightning flashed inside, and the sky was still rolling thunder, this extreme weather like a natural disaster in the end of the world did have a huge impact on people's lives, and when they climbed to the 11th floor under the cover of darkness, they smelled a very faint smell of smoke, and there were people on it.

The three of them immediately slowed down and walked up little by little, and sure enough, they found that someone was smoking in the stairwell on the 13th floor, which should be a sentry from the gang, and the ghost looked at the avatar, and the person was leaning against the door and looking outside smoking.

Punched the ghost and told him to get the guy, the ghost nodded, under the cover of the darkness, carefully touched up, just when he was about to climb the stairs, suddenly a lightning bolt struck, shining a snow here, the guy who smoked happened to see him, was startled, the cigarette in his hand fell, the ghost saw it badly, changed the sneak attack to a strong attack, and rushed up a few steps, the guy had already reacted and reached out to touch the back of the waist, but it was too late, the ghost had already arrived in front of him, After a combination of punches, the guy was instantly knocked to the ground, and there was no movement under the cover of wind and rain and thunder.

The ghost found a pistol and a walkie-talkie from the guy, and it was all crackling, but barely functional.

"It's still so far from the top, and it's been arranged with people, and it seems that these guys are not low alert." Heavy punch looked up again, but didn't hear any movement.

"Let's go!" The ghost took the walkie-talkie, which may be useful later, and the three of them continued to touch upward, and when they were close to the 15th floor, they found that there were people guarding it, and the ghost shadow went up to knock people out in the same way, and a few people cautiously touched inside.

After entering, they found that there were lights here, although they were not very beautiful, but at least some of the lights could still be used, this should not be an emergency power supply, but a generator, it was empty inside, and there were no people in sight, but intuitively they could feel that there were people here, and it would not be too little.

At the emergency exit, they found the structural plan of this floor, and had a general idea of the area composition here, the office area is not far from them in the west area, and then the rest area and restaurant and back kitchen on the north side, and the management should be on the higher floor.

The ghost carefully went around, there were indeed many people here, but there was nothing of value to find, and he pointed upwards with a heavy fist, and they went around the side, returning to the stairwell and continuing to climb up.

The situation on the upper two floors is similar, the 17th floor has a large conference room and reception area, the 18th floor is the VIP management area, the high-rise should be here, after the 18th floor, the number of guards here has not changed significantly, but the luxury here is beyond imagination, it is completely impossible to see that this is an office space, the ground is covered with thick carpets, the deep corridor is full of plant decorations on both sides, it looks like a deep grove, the light is very soft, and the distribution of the internal space is quite different. They went to a place that was a bit like a collection room, which carried a lot of things, antique crafts, and some weapons, including the ancient use of the Sui pistol and some cold weapons, armor, and animal specimens, and it could be seen that the owner here had a high taste, and the oil paintings on the wall were all from the master's work, I don't know if it was genuine or an imitation, in short, it felt like entering the palace of art.

"Collector." The ghost almost blurted out.

"Extravagant." This is the evaluation of the worm.

"Whatever." Heavy punches are not interested at all.

"There are a lot of good things." The ghost was a little dazzled.

"Get down to business." Heavy Punch thinks this guy is too out of tune.

The ghost continued to walk inside, but he still took a Damascus scimitar with him, which was not a handicraft, it was definitely a fine of the best, not to mention the value, it was definitely a sharp blade.

Everyone knows that the ghost took this thing not because of its value, but because of its practicality, if in ancient times, it was definitely a killing weapon for charging into battle, and it is said that this scimitar could easily cut the musket in the hands of Western invaders into two pieces in ancient times.

As soon as they walked halfway, there was a sound of footsteps in front, several people immediately took advantage of these display cabinets, and hid nearby, almost at the same time two patrolling guards appeared at the door, these two guys were carrying guns, standing at the door and watching for a long time before speaking, it turned out to be one of them, and heard that there was movement here, so the two came to check the situation, and saw that there was nothing to find, and the other complained that he was nervous, this ghost weather, how could someone come here to make trouble?

Although they said so, the two of them were still routine, and they made a patrol here, and they took advantage of the complex environment here, constantly shifting their positions to dodge, and the two guards didn't find any problems, and walked directly through here.

Kicked the ghost with a heavy fist, this guy was too flamboyant just now, the ghost sneered a little embarrassedly, but he didn't mean to put the knife back, but directly stuffed it into his equipment bag, picked up the gun and continued to move forward.

Further inside is a huge study room, the shelves in it are more than one person high, although it cannot be compared with the library, but there are at least a few thousand books, and most of them are very historical ancient books, among which they also saw 15th-century manuscripts, which should belong to the category of antiques, and are actually displayed here.

"Grandma's, the life of a rich person is different." The ghost muttered.

Punched him again, told him to shut up, and turned around a huge bookshelf behind what seemed to be a living room, with several large sofas covered with animal skins, a large wine cabinet on one side, and a fireplace, I wonder if this thing can really be lit, in the midst of the city's buildings, it does surprise them to see this thing.

There were two wine glasses on the coffee table, and there was still leftover wine in them, and there was half a smoking cigar in the ashtray on one side.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps in the distance, and the three of them immediately retreated to the back of the bookshelf and hid, and soon two people came over, it was two women, took away the wine glass, wiped the coffee table, cleaned it again, and left.

Judging from the solid color situation here, this is not an office place, it should be the private territory of a senior manager, which is completely taken care of by the house, or it should be one of the places he likes or values, otherwise it is impossible to display so many things.

"It's so exquisite." The ghost scolded.

"Let's go." Pointing to the door on the other side, "It should be the lounge." ”

The ghost reached over and listened carefully to what was going on, then shook his head at them and whispered, "It's no one." ”

This is obviously someone who stayed just now, and he frowned with a heavy fist, where did that person go? At this moment, a melodious piano sound came from another direction......