Police Story Chapter 17 The Big Husband Can Bend and Stretch

Why?

The husband should be able to bend and stretch.

Yang Ziye knows this very well.

Sure enough, after getting Yang Ziye's deliberate flattery, Cheng Dabiao couldn't help but be overjoyed, and said on a shelf: "Well, yes, sensible, the future must be promising." ”

Yang Ziye smiled and looked directly into Cheng Dabiao's eyes...

Cheng Dabiao Xu noticed Yang Ziye's impatience, and knew that if he didn't say it again, he would probably be killed by his eyes. Especially vaguely observing the existence of other meanings in Yang Ziye's eyes, he couldn't help but tremble all over.

"Hehe, young man, don't be too impatient, cough, this short-tempered Chen Jiaju, that's Uncle Biao's descendant, generally..."

", I don't need you to say it, stupid big biao"

For the worthless Cheng Dabiao, Yang Ziye replied mercilessly.

"Well, I said you..."

Ignoring Cheng Dabiao, Yang Ziye had already turned around at this time and saw the familiar face Uncle Biao pushed the door in, and then stood next to him.

Then, a white man in uniform with silver eyes came first.

There is no doubt that he is the boss of the Kowloon Police Station, Raymond.

The first group of police officers followed behind honestly, including Chen Jiaju.

When Raymond walked ahead, Uncle Biao followed, originally Uncle Biao's status did not need to be like this at all, but this Raymond's new appointment was not long ago, with Uncle Biao's character, he didn't like to fight for power and profit, so naturally more than one thing is better than less.

When Raymond first came to the precious land, he was also very hot here, so he naturally hit it off.

Because Cheng Dabiao had his back to the gate, coupled with the change in Yang Ziye's attitude, he automatically ignored the movements in the rear and continued to chatter.

Although the voice was not loud, with the arrival of the bigwigs at this time, the venue became extremely quiet, and all of them, including Yang Ziye, immediately sat straight and looked ahead.

Even some big Cheng Dabiao also reacted a little, but it was a little late...

"Ahem."

As soon as Raymond frowned, Uncle Biao had already reminded him and expressed his dissatisfaction, no matter what messy relationship he had, but he could barely be counted as relatives and friends.

The meeting will not waste time because of Cheng Dabiao, now that Raymond and Uncle Biao are in place, the meeting will begin.

First of all, Lei Meng came to the stage to affirm the work carried out by the Kowloon Anti-Black Group under the leadership of Uncle Biao, which can be regarded as reciprocating and accepting Uncle Biao's kindness.

Uncle Biao, the deputy person in charge of the case, came to power to tell the relevant situation of the previous adjustment and follow-up, and determined that the case had been followed up for a long time and that there was a solid basis before taking action, which is a necessary process. And when he was talking, he used a code name, and he did not introduce the real person.

To the surprise of Yang Ziye, when the operation was arranged, it was Director Leimon who took over the leadership.

After a little thought, it should be Director Raymond who came out and needed a merit to stabilize his status, after all, Raymond graduated from the police academy and rose step by step. It turned out to be a returnee faction, and the police force recruited it, and the outside world also expressed doubts about it, although there has not been such a statement within the police station, but as a representative of the returnee faction, he needs to use actions to gag their mouths.

By the time there is an incongruous voice within the police force, it will be too late.

As the lights in the conference room dimmed, Raymond took the baton from the police officers next to him and stepped on stage solemnly.

As soon as the projection equipment is lit, the relevant materials are delivered on the screen. In addition to the clear visibility of the information on the screen, it also gave the dark conference room a faint light.

The curtain was converted into a photo, which was no better than the era of Yang Ziye in the previous life, and even Xiangjiang could not be full of monitoring equipment at this time.

Of course, when the Force wants to transfer someone, it can still obtain relevant information through various channels.

This is a photograph of a man in his 40s or 50s wearing sunglasses, followed by several photos of the man's private life, as well as the private life of the person involved in the case.

How this photo was obtained is a matter of secrecy and cannot be known.

Yang Ziye didn't want to know about it, but since it was a photo of his private life, it was undoubtedly taken secretly.

"That's our target, this man, surnamed Zhu Mingtao, aged 44 to 48, has a business in his name that includes nightclubs, entrances and exits, real estate, etc."

However, you should also hear clearly from the previous adjustment, after he started his own business, all the businesses under his name were losing money, but he still had enough funds to maintain the company. That's why we were tired of it. ”

Raymond pointed his baton at the man in the photo.

"This is called Fu Rong, and he is his personal bodyguard."

"This is called Zhu Danni, and I heard that it is his nephew. Usually a group of people follow him."

"This is John Gao, it seems to be Zhu Tao's master."

"This woman's name is Salina Fang, and she only appeared by Zhu Tao's side in the later stage of our mission, and how much he knows about Zhu Tao's affairs is still a mystery to us for the time being."

Raymond constantly changes his position to avoid obscuring the target person in the picture, so that the character can be well displayed in the eyes of the anti-black team operatives.

Yang Ziye stared at these very familiar and unfamiliar photos of people, and had a special feeling in his heart.

After Raymond introduced the relevant characters, he put his hands behind his back, and the civilian brother in charge of turning off the lights in the conference room seemed to see the signal to turn on the lights.

At this time, the director was full of momentum and looked at the anti-black group operation personnel majestically.

"Our mission this time is to arrest all those involved in drug trafficking."

"The code name for this operation, Operation Pig Hunt. Do you understand? ”

The corners of Yangziye's mouth twitched, such an approachable code name.

"Understood!"

All the members of the anti-black group tensed up and said loudly and solemnly.

Then Uncle Biao took over the command of the operation, after all, Raymond is the director, as long as he has the name of the person in charge of the operation, he can make political achievements, and of course the rest will be handed over to a special person, after all, Raymond is not familiar with the operation.

Uncle Biao, who is usually approachable, is not ambiguous when he acts, and he is resolute.

"Open the envelope in front of you and command skillfully. Each person's instructions are only suitable for their own use. ”

The senior brother in charge of the civil service handed out the envelope.

Everyone took their own instructions, scattered them at a certain distance, and only looked at them when they were sure that others could not see their orders, and everyone had to take charge of their posts according to what was written in the letter.

After Yang Ziye avoided the others, he opened the envelope and took out the paper materials inside, which read concisely and clearly: Responsible for the location of the back mountain, followed by an introduction to the terrain of the area.

Take it to heart and put the material back in the envelope.

After a few moments, the operatives all returned the materials to the envelope.

Seeing this, Uncle Biao nodded secretly, and then ordered: "Remember, destroy the order, the most important thing for you is to keep your post." ”

This step is preceded by every major operation, which is simply to avoid mission failure due to internal personnel problems.

In this era, the police go undercover for the underworld, and the underworld will also go undercover for the police, or corrupt the police officers with money.

Yang Ziye lined up with everyone one by one and threw the documents into the file shredder.

"Hand in your communication equipment and get moving!" This was Uncle Biao's final order, and then he set off.

"Yes!"

Everyone received the order, handed over the equipment and went accordingly.

Went to the gunroom to pick up the equipment, body armor, a short-barreled revolver, twelve rounds of ammunition, an automatic loader, and communication equipment for the operation.

Then everyone changed their clothes and set off in batches in the black car and accident car confiscated by the traffic police team.

This is to prevent being alerted by the suspect, and it is also to set up the scene in batches in advance, and then wait for the arrival of the suspect.

Yang Ziye set off in the same car with Cheng Dabiao and Wang Mazi, this is a van, the car is full of seven or eight people, and Chen Jiaju is also among them.

During this period, Yang Ziye provocatively asked Cheng Dabiao about his marksmanship.

Cheng Dabiao naturally showed off his introduction and demonstrated it. Of course, the bullet then exits, and there may be a misunderstanding with this thing.

Then Yang Ziye added his own understanding and knew that this was a Qu special police revolver pistol, with an effective range of less than 50 meters, six bullets in one shot, and the automatic loader was loaded with a retention method, just 12 bullets.

Damn, he can only play two rounds, and Yang Ziye, who has no foundation in marksmanship, can only call out the system.

I only have 1080 points.

"Points Mall"

Skill: Gun Theory 100 points

Skill: 500 points for basic firearms

Skill: 100 points for entry-level precision shooting

...

After thinking for a moment, I still exchanged the basic firearm for the entry-level precision shooting.

Basic firearms include basic knowledge of firearms theory, various firearms cognition, and standard gun holding methods.

A total of 600 points were spent, and there are 480 points remaining.

Best of all, the system also suggests that the basic firearm can be fused with entry-level precision fire.

Yang Ziye twitched, distressed.

Spend 200 points on fusion.

Post-Fusion Skills: Entry-level ranged precision.

Hey, Yang Ziye endured the headache and held his head in his hands to avoid unnecessary things.

Entry-level ranged precision: Includes ranged weapons such as guns, throwing knives, bows and arrows.

Including smashing people with small stones, you can trigger the change of skills. But the distance is only ten meters.

Feeling it, it seems that there is a corresponding knowledge in my mind, and I look at the only 280 points left.

It's worth it! Among the few exchanges, this is the best value exchange!

Whether it is the upcoming war or the near future, the guns purchased through the system can be used across the world, and the guns produced by the system, no matter how they conduct ballistic analysis, they can't find their own location.

Then many problems can be solved at a critical time.

"Are you alright? What happened to you? ””

Cheng Dabiao, Wang Mazi, including Chen Jiaju, the concerned inquiries of the surrounding senior brothers interrupted Yang Ziye's thinking,

"It's okay, it's okay, maybe I didn't sleep well last night, thank you brothers for your concern"

The pain has disappeared, Yang Ziye said apologetically.

Seeing that Yang Ziye was fine, Cheng Dabiao couldn't help but skin it again, and pretended to say deeply.

"Alas, if you are young and drive less, a good car will slowly break down."

"Hehehehe"

Yang Ziye stared at Cheng Dabiao in front of him, his shoulders jumped, and he sneered.

Wait, see if you pee, see if I laugh at you!

Cheng Fa looked at Yang Ziye's weird smile, as if his whole body was a little colder.

Why does Yang Ziye smile at himself every time he is serious? MD, phew, I'm not that kind of person.

Cheng Dabiao shook his head violently, as if he thought of something.