Who is this man in a suit?

At this time, Wei Qiliang jumped out of the car and opened one side door.

The man in the suit took two steps.

Seeing that Wei Qiliang took the cardboard box from the shoulder of the man in the suit, slowly put it into the car, and then closed the door.

At this moment, the man in the suit was already sitting in the co-pilot's seat.

Wei Qiliang quickly stepped into the driver's seat, closed the door, and started the van.

The van turned left into the North Street - Shengping Road.

When the van just drove into Shengping Road, Lu Qian's jeep also started.

Ma Jianping quickly flashed to the intersection of Shengping Road.

When the jeep drove to the North Street entrance, Lu Qian slowed down, Ma Jianping opened the car door, and got into the car with a "bang".

According to Ma Jianping's judgment, in the middle of the night, Wei Qiliang and the mysterious person behaved so strangely, they must have done something secret, and it was likely that they were going somewhere to conduct a private transaction.

Could it be that the contents of that cardboard box just now are cultural relics?

The situation was urgent, and Ma Jianping immediately dialed Zhao Zimeng's phone.

At this time, Zhao Zimeng had just ridden to the door of the family home.

Zhao Zimeng landed on one foot, took out the small blessing machine from his bag, and connected the phone.

"Captain, I'm Ma Jianping."

"Jianping, what's the situation over there?"

"Wei Qiliang moved, we are tracking, his van just stopped at the intersection of Yunnan Road East Street, got a cardboard box and got into the car, it seems that the items contained in it are very weighty."

"How many of them are there?"

"At the moment, there are two people."

"Where are you now?"

"We are on the way to Shengping. Wei Qiliang's car was in front. ”

"Okay, don't follow too closely, pay attention to concealment."

"Don't worry, Captain!"

"I'll take someone to meet you immediately, Jianping, and report the driving route every five minutes."

"Got it."

Zhao Zimeng hung up the phone, and then dialed Linghu Yunfei's phone:

"Yunfei, there is a situation in Qiliang, return to the criminal investigation team quickly."

Zhao Zimeng notified Xiang Daimo again and asked him to return to the team quickly.

Zhao Zimeng didn't inform Xiao Luhan, he had worked hard all day.

Enough of them for tonight's operation - especially with Xiang Daimo here.

There is a reason why Zhao Zimeng values Xiang Daimo so much.

Xiang Daimo, who is five years old Chinese New Year's Eve today, is only a little younger than Zhao Zimeng, and he has been engaged in criminal investigation work for ten years. He's also an old detective.

Xiang Daimo's height of about 1.65 meters is an extremely inconspicuous person in the crowd.

Although he is not tall, he is athletic and has a real kung fu, and he has no pressure to deal with three or four gangsters alone.

His father Xiang Fengshan was born in a martial arts family, and is now the head coach of the Jingxi Martial Arts School.

Xiang Daimo used to work in the Dongcheng District Public Security Bureau, and was assigned by the bureau leaders to assist Zhao Zimeng in the investigation of a murder case.

Zhao Zimeng later applied to transfer him to the Municipal Criminal Investigation Team.

Xiang Daimo has a two-centimeter-long scar under his right temple, which is a scar left after he was stabbed by the murderer when he captured him.

Because he has martial arts skills, in the assessment of summer and autumn, Xiang Daimo is among the best in fighting.

Xiang Daimo dares to speak and think, and is down-to-earth.

Zhao Zimeng especially appreciates his optimistic spirit of not being afraid of the sky and the earth.

He has a calm personality and takes good care of everyone.

Every morning, he was the first to walk into the criminal investigation team, and he would fill all the water bottles with hot water.

With Xiang Daimo's "hard material", any action in the team is like a tiger with wings.

When Zhao Zimeng rode to Baoyun Road, he saw Ling Hu Yunfei coming quickly on a bicycle from a distance.

The two of them rushed to the gate of the Public Security Bureau, Xiang Daimo was already waiting at the door, and he was fast enough.

In a moment, a large jeep drove out of the gate of the criminal investigation team.

Speeding towards Jiefang Road. It was Linghu Yunfei who was driving.

Zhao Zimeng dialed Ma Jianping's mobile phone: "Jianping, where are you now?" ”

"Our car just drove out of Badamen, and their car went in the direction of the eastern suburbs."

"Eastern suburbs? Jianping, their trading location is likely to be in Lengyue Lake. ”

"I understand."

Linghu Yunfei's car was at the intersection in front of him and turned left onto Donghua Road.

When the car was about to drive to the eighth gate, Zhao Zimeng's little blessing machine rang again.

Zhao Zimeng answered the phone: "Jianping, what's the situation?" ”

"Captain, their car turned back again."

"Was it discovered? Okay, this group of people has a strong anti-detection ability. ”

"In this case, don't follow, but hide first. We've followed, and you'll follow in a moment. ”

Zhao Zimeng turned off the small fortune machine and said: "Yunfei, drive slower, find an alley, and reverse the car into it." ”

Slowed down and tapped the brakes.

"There's an alley across the road." Xiang Daimo looked around and saw a spacious alley across the road.

Ling Hu Yunfei turned left, drove the car into the opposite lane, turned the rear of the car to the mouth of the alley, and then slammed the steering wheel, skillfully reversed the car into the alley, and turned off the headlights.

As soon as the car stopped, several people saw a car hurrying from the direction of Badaemun.

More than ten seconds later, Ling Hu Yunfei started the car, drove out of the alley, and slowly followed.

Suddenly changing the driving route is a common trick used by these "old oilers".

In order to prevent being tracked and ambushed, most of them will suddenly change their driving routes and change the place of trading.

Looks like we're going to catch a big fish tonight! Comrades were excited in their hearts.

After the car goes seven or eight kilometers, turn left and go south, on Jiangbian Road, at the end of Jiangbian Road is the Liudaohe Bridge, after crossing the bridge is the Shipyard Road, and the west side of the Shipyard Road is a reed.

When Wei Qiliang's car drove onto the Liudaohe Bridge, Zhao Zimeng dialed Ma Jianping's phone: "Jianping." ”

"Their car got on the Liudaohe Bridge, it is estimated that they will trade near the reeds and red flag sand field, after you cross the bridge, turn right along the river embankment and river embankment, and when you are about to reach the red flag sand field, the car should be hidden - remember to turn off the lights."

"Ordered. Captain, where is the battlefield? ”

"Go all the way along the embankment, and you will soon see the sand field, don't go to the sand field, find a place with dense reeds and hide the car."

"Understood."

"Be fast."

"Understood."

Xiang Daimo looked at Zhao Zimeng's face and couldn't help but feel respect.

The captain is so familiar with the reeds, the sand field and the roads by the river, and he is also familiar with the roads in the city, so it can be seen that Zhao Zimeng must have put a lot of effort into his daily life.

Unfamiliar with the environment and roads, tonight's tracking could not have been so smooth.

In about a minute, Linghu Yunfei's car also got on the Liudaohe Bridge.

Wei Qiliang's car drove to a distance of about a kilometer from the bridge, then turned right and disappeared into the reeds.

Zhao Zimeng's judgment was correct, the group put the trading place in the reeds near the battlefield.

When Ling Hu Yunfei's car left the Liudaohe Bridge, Ma Jianping's car had already followed.

Now, time is very important to comrades, and Hu Yunfei's car will definitely follow behind Qiliang's car.

Ma Jianping's car had to be made in advance, waiting for them before Qiliang's car drove to their destination.

Linghu Yunfei's car continued to drive south.

About a kilometer away, there was a stone road stretching out to the reeds, and a tree stump was erected at the intersection, and the words "Red Flag Battlefield" were written on the stump.

At this time, the night has deepened, the night is like a large curtain, quietly opened, the moon and stars are scarce, the night breeze is bleak, the stone road winds in the thick reeds, the reeds rustle in the wind.

Zhao Zimeng motioned for Hu Yunfei to continue driving south.

The car finally stopped in the dense reeds about 200 meters away from the intersection of the stone road and turned off its headlights.

The three men jumped out of the car, pulled their pistols out of their pockets, and loaded the bullets.

Linghu Yunfei understood what Zhao Zimeng meant, and the other party first set the trading location at Lengyue Lake, and then changed the hexagram halfway and changed the trading location to the reeds near the Red Flag Battlefield.

The direction of their car was supposed to be Rehe Road, and if the gang had seen the police car, the tracking and ambush would have failed.

After a few minutes of movement in the direction of the sand field, the three men walked through the reeds in a vigilant posture when they noticed that a car had turned right onto the gravel road, and the wheels and stones rubbed against each other, making a "crunching" sound.

The car only had small lights, but the three of them still saw the lights.

The gravel road was potholed and the cars were moving very slowly.

Zhao Zimeng and his entourage were like flying arrows.

They ran forward for about a kilometer on the border of the reeds, sticking to the gravel road, when a figure suddenly appeared in front of them.

The three of them quickly flashed into the reeds.

The figure suddenly ran over.

"Team Zhao, it's me, Lu Qian." Lu Qian said in a low voice.

The three of them looked at it, and sure enough, it was Xiao Lu.

"What about Jianping?"

"Jianping asked me to pick you up - come with me."

The three of them followed Lu Qian through the gravel road and into the reeds on the opposite side of the road.

The reeds on both sides of the road are more than a man high, and a large road zigzags to the west, and there are some small paths of unknown direction in the reeds on both sides of the road.

After walking four or five hundred meters to the west, the road became wider and wider, and the field of vision became wider and wider.

Not far away are huge mountain-like sand piles, each of which has a high belt conveyor, which has stopped working at night.

It should be the Red Flag Battlefield.

Looking at the sand from here, you can vaguely see a few houses, and there is no light in the whole sand field.

After walking about a few dozen meters forward, three paths appeared in front of me, one leading to the sand field, and the other two should lead to the reeds on the north and south sides.

While the four of them were looking around, a man flashed out of the reeds on the right.