November 11, 2018, 11 o'clock in the evening in Tokai City.

"Boom!"

The sky was pouring rain, and from time to time there were a few lightning bolts, and the dimly lit empty asphalt road became deserted, and the usual roadside food stalls had long been closed, and pedestrians on the road were extremely scarce.

When the autumn rain came, the temperature dropped sharply, and with the cold wind blowing through, no one wanted to linger on the road for a little longer, and the weather was really unbearable.

Dongcheng District, the largest relief station in Donghai City.

There are a large number of beggars of different ages who spend the night here or receive relief, some are old and old, and the beggars in ragged clothes are curled up, some are slightly trembling and sitting on the ground with dull eyes looking into the distance, and more choose to gobble up their dinner.

"Woo woo woo ......"

A rush of police cars came from outside the relief station, and in an inconspicuous corner of the relief station, a middle-aged man wearing a sportswear and a hat looked nervous, subconsciously lowered his head and pulled his hat, and looked around in a panic.

Suddenly, a neutral man's voice sounded in his ears: "According to reliable information, Zhang Mingzhe is here, look for me carefully!" At this time, I saw a middle-aged man with a panicked expression, a pale face and a hurry to get up, and quickly ran towards the back door of the relief station.

"Da Da Da ......"

"Whoa......

In the middle of the night, the pouring rain continued to fall, and the quiet relief station was broken by a sudden police force, and with a burst of panicked footsteps, more and more police entered the relief station.

"Team Liu, someone ran in the direction of the back door of the relief station! It is suspected that it is the fugitive Zhang Mingzhe! The members of the pursuit team who followed looked at the departing backs.

"First, the second group of police officers moved closer to the back door of the relief station, and the other teams blocked all the exits of the relief station!" Mission orders were heard over the radio.

Liu Xiaofeng, the supreme commander of the arrest team located outside the relief station, and Liu Xiaofeng, the captain of the Donghai Criminal Police Brigade, were staring at the wanted warrant at the moment, and the person on the wanted warrant was not the middle-aged man hiding in that corner just now?!

"Didi ......"

The pouring rain continued, and the policemen in civilian clothes did not care about the heavy rain, and rushed into the heavy rain one after another, knowing who they were pursuing this time, and the importance and danger of this person, so that they did not dare to have the slightest carelessness.

Dongcheng District, Fumin Road.

In the heavy rain, a 185-centimeter-tall, handsome-looking young man with a black umbrella and a person in a wheelchair walked calmly in the direction of the Fumin relief station.

"Yang Luo, is our deal about to end?" The middle-aged man in the wheelchair looked at the road ahead with complicated eyes, as if he was muttering to himself, but in fact, the young man behind knew that he was talking to himself.

When the young man named Yang Luo heard this, a warm smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Mr. Wen, you have very little pre-deposited assets left in this pawnshop. I'm afraid it's not enough to cover the cost of this transaction. ”

The middle-aged man known as Mr. Wen had a gentle and satisfied smile on his face, and muttered to himself in his heart, spending fifty years of life to help Mingzhe escape for three years, it's worth it!

"Yang Luo, can you help me one last time?" In the heavy rain, Mr. Wen whispered, and the sound was very faint in the rain.

"Sir, you are a lifelong trading member of the Wanjie Pawnshop, and as the owner of the pawnshop, you will naturally try your best to meet your requirements." After hesitating for a moment, Yang Luo said softly.

Hearing this, Mr. Wen in the wheelchair showed a self-deprecating smile on his face, and said softly: "Yang Luo, I'm afraid I won't be able to pay your ......."

"Mr. Wen, no need. This time the right to be a gift to Mr. Your support for the pawnshop for so long. Holding an umbrella, he continued to push the wheelchair towards the Fumin Relief Station, Yang Luo chuckled and stopped.

At the same time, the back door of the Fumin relief station.

"Zhang Mingzhe, stop! Do you want to run for the rest of your life?! You know, confess leniently, resist strictly! Drop the hostages! Everything can be turned back! ”

The autumn rain fell on the ground, splashing water, ticking in everyone's ears, and the cold wind blowing from time to time made people shudder.

At this time, five or six police cars turned on their twin flashing lights to form an encirclement, and through the lights, they saw a middle-aged man named Zhang Mingzhe holding a plainclothes policeman hostage.

"Hehe, Liu Xiaofeng, you have been chasing labor and management for three years! I've had enough of all these years, isn't it because I evaded taxes in the first place?!

When the career of labor and management was in full swing, how did you check labor and management! As soon as the labor-management economy is in trouble, you dog slaves act as minions, dividing up the property of labor-management with little left! Zhang Mingzhe put a dagger against the neck of the policeman who was held hostage in plainclothes, and the other policemen were waiting for him, and their faces were extremely solemn and pointed their pistols at him who was out of control at the moment.

"Stop! Mingzhe! As long as you turn yourself in, I will wait for you with my children and wait for you for the rest of my life! At this moment, a beautiful woman who still had charm and was as beautiful as a flower shouted and cried, and tried to rush into the encirclement.

The quick-eyed plainclothes policeman on the side hurriedly grabbed the beautiful woman and persuaded her: "Ms. Tang, please adjust your emotions and stay where you are!" Now Zhang Mingzhe's mood swings are extremely extreme, and if you go in the past, it is very likely that you will be hurt! ”

The beauty of the pear blossom with rain, the clothes on the body are wet by the autumn rain, sticking to the delicate body to show that her figure is very attractive and convex, her rain mixed with tears, flowing on the pretty face, beautiful eyes are full of complicated looks.

"Lin Ying, why are you here?" Zhang Mingzhe, who was taking hostages, looked at the beautiful woman, his eyes full of pity.

"Mingzhe, as long as you let go of your resistance! No matter how many years you are sentenced, I will always wait for you to come out! Back to the kids and me! Tang Linying cried as hard as she could, trying to persuade her husband to let go of resistance.

While the husband and wife were talking, the captain of the criminal police brigade passed a few obscure glances to the plainclothes policemen around him, and while Zhang Mingzhe's attention was on his wife, several policemen secretly left the scene.

Who knows, after Zhang Mingzhe heard this, the expression on his face was hideous, his eyes flashed with madness, he stared at Tang Linying gloomily, and scolded angrily: "What do you know? Once labor and management get in, don't think about it in this life! I'm afraid I'm going to die when the time comes, and it's not even a deep scum! ”

"Zhang Mingzhe, don't be so pessimistic! Now you lay down your arms! Give up resistance! In the heavy rain, everyone's eyes were locked on Zhang Mingzhe, always vigilant for any abnormal movements.

At this moment, Zhang Mingzhe's expression was excited, the hand holding the dagger was trembling, and blood began to spill from the neck of the police officer who was kidnapped, which made Liu Xiaofeng, as the supreme commander of the scene, raise his throat in his heart, this matter must be handled properly, but he made a military order in front of the leader.

"Da Da Da ......"

In the dark, the streets were desolate with dim street lamps, and the autumn rain was pouring down, and the two sides were at a stalemate.

Fumin Relief Station, entrance.

At least 10 plainclothes police officers in raincoats stand guard here, and the entrance is blocked and access has been stopped.

"Lao Li, someone is coming over there." A middle-aged policeman with a cigarette in his mouth and about to pull out a lighter pointed to a hazy figure in the rain ahead.

Lao Li, who was next to the policeman, turned his head and looked over there, the figure became clearer and clearer, and two people appeared under a black umbrella.

PS: Rational thinking, the correct chapter will be revised tomorrow!