Zhou Yutong did not answer, but said: "That female reporter may still be in Luo Sha's hands, please contact your informant, we must rescue her as soon as possible." ”

"Okay." Smith replied.

Smith and the informant made an appointment to meet at the song hall last time, and Ang Lee and Zhou Yutong accompanied him.

Like last time, security guards would search the three before entering the cabaret to make sure the three were unarmed, and then the three of them went to the second floor together.

"Bah, Bah!"

Three gunshots suddenly rang out from the private room, and the three of them immediately stood sideways against the wall to avoid being hit by bullets flying out of it.

"Winy, I'm Smith, are you in there?" Smith exclaimed.

"Boom la la ......"

There was a noise in the private room, and there was the sound of glass breaking.

Li An judged that the gunman inside was about to break through the window and escape, so he stepped forward and kicked the door open, regardless of the danger, and saw the informant Wen Tai lying in a pool of blood.

The bathroom window was smashed, and a local man in his twenties stood on the windowsill, glanced back at Ang Lee and jumped down.

"See if people are still alive." Zhou Yutong rushed to the window with a command.

Wen Tai was shot three times in the chest, and Li An didn't hold out much hope, but still obeyed the order and stepped forward to check it.

His heart and pulse had stopped, and Vente was dead.

After confirming that the informant was dead, Ang Lee immediately turned and chased after him, jumping from the bathroom window.

Smith also stepped forward to confirm the informant's death, heard hurried footsteps in the hallway, and knew that it was the security guard of the song hall who had come to check on the situation.

He didn't want to get into trouble, so he jumped out of the bathroom window.

The gunman was very familiar with the terrain here, but he couldn't get rid of the well-trained Zhou Yutong and Li An, and finally rushed into the police station when he saw that he really had no choice.

"That guy is a cop." Li An's eyebrows tightened slightly.

"I'll talk about it later." Zhou Yutong's face was heavy.

After meeting up with Smith, the three of them returned to Interpol's safe house.

"Now that the informant is dead, what are you going to do?" Smith asked, looking frustrated.

"Did you tell anyone about our meeting with an informant?" Zhou Yutong asked rhetorically.

Smith's face was slightly stunned, and then he asked, "What do you mean?" ”

"Remember when you were ambushed a few days ago?

The snipers were ambushed there beforehand.

In other words, your actions were leaked early in the morning.

And today we attacked the poison boat in Rocha only to encounter the police, and the gunman who shot Wintai escaped into the police station, don't you think all this is too much of a coincidence? ”

Zhou Yutong preached continuously.

Smith's eyebrows tightened, and he said in a low voice, "You mean to say that there is a problem within us, and there are internal ghosts?" ”

Zhou Yutong nodded.

Smith's face became more somber and asked, "Is there any evidence beyond that?" ”

"Isn't it clear that things are there, what more evidence do you need?" Feng Baocai exclaimed with some unhappiness.

Smith glanced back at Feng Baocai, and then said to Zhou Yutong: "I'm sorry, I'm a police officer, and some things must be evidence-based." ”

"I understand." Zhou Yutong said.

Smith breathed a sigh of relief and asked again, "What are you going to do next?" ”

"As I said, the hostage may still be in Rocha's hands, and we must find the hostage and get her out." Zhou Yutong said.

Smith was taken aback and asked, "Are you going to Rosha's lair?" ”

Zhou Yutong nodded.

"No way. I've been investigating Rosa for three years now, and that guy is a very cautious guy, no one knows where his lair is! Smith shook his head and said.

"What if it's Rocha's own man?" Ang Lee asked on the side.

Smith was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and he asked, "Are you trying to find Rocha's lair through that captive?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he shook his head again.

"That prisoner is in the hands of the police, and this road doesn't work."

After speaking, seeing that Zhou Yutong and the others did not speak, Smith completely understood.

"Oh my God! You're planning to rob the Hell! ”

"Yes." Zhou Yutong frankly admitted this.

Smith shook his head and said, "No, I can't let you do that." Even if there is a ghost, no action can be taken against the local police in the absence of definite evidence to prove who is the real ghost. As you know, our police security is procedural, and I will report this matter to the above, and I believe that there will be a ...... soon. Well. ”

Ang Lee didn't wait for Smith to finish speaking, and he smacked him in the back of the head.

As soon as Smith's body went limp, the man collapsed on the ground and lost consciousness.

"Sorry, we don't have that much time to waste, and the hostages could be in danger at any moment." Zhou Yutong said apologetically and ordered Ang Lee to tie up Smith and throw him on the bed.

Afterwards, everyone packed up their equipment and robbed the prison.

Local police station.

The prisoners were brought back not in a cell, but in an office at the police station.

"Bastard, be lighter!" The captive shouted at the policeman who was treating his wounds.

"I'm sorry." The police quickly apologized.

"I'm hungry, why haven't I had food delivered yet?" The attitude of the captives was very arrogant.

"We've already called, and the takeaway should be delivered soon." The policeman replied and continued to treat the prisoner's wounds.

"Squeak."

Without warning, the door was pushed open.

Ang Lee walked into the office dressed as a chef and carrying a takeout box in his hand.

Suddenly, someone broke in, and the captive grabbed the police gun on his desk and pointed it at him.

Li An raised the box in his hand and said that he was delivering takeaways.

The captive was very alert and did not put the muzzle of the gun down, but pointed to the table and said: "Put the box there." ”

Ang Lee walked over and put the box down.

"Open." The captive followed the command and said, "Attention, slow down. ”

Li An slowly opened the lid of the box.

A smell of meat wafted out of it.

The captive poked his neck and looked inside, and when he saw that it was a roast pigeon, he was overjoyed, and reached out to get the pigeon.

Just as the other party stretched out his hand, Li An, who was standing on the side, moved suddenly, raised his foot and kicked the police gun in the prisoner's hand, followed by a punch on the policeman's chin.

The chin is one of the key points of the human being.

Ang Lee threw a very heavy punch and knocked the police unconscious with one punch.

"Don't move." Li An reached out to catch the police gun that fell from the sky and pointed it at the captive.

The captive instinctively raised his hands and moved his throat to scream, but could not.

While pointing a gun at the captive, Ang stepped back and locked the door from the inside, then walked over and took out the handcuffs from the policeman and handcuffed the captive's hands behind his back.

"Who the hell are you?" Only then did the captive come to his senses and ask.

"Shut up, I'll shoot you if you say anything more!" Li An reprimanded in a low voice.