Preface Chapter 18: The Thousand Roots of the Otherworldly Continent (3)
The criminal police team, which was doing its daily work, exploded in an instant.
The young man who answered the phone put down the phone in his hand, and the people listening on the other side immediately became serious, and stood up neatly.
Seeing Liu Yu, who was in a hurry and almost hung on the door frame, everyone present was alert to notice something unusual.
As soon as Liu Yu spoke, hot tears rushed out before his voice, and that sentence was almost said through gritted teeth and choked up.
"Team South, it's 9233!"
Not only the southern team, but also the older personnel present, as soon as they heard "9233", they all stood up involuntarily, and when they leaned forward, their bodies trembled involuntarily.
Without saying a word, a group of people followed Liu Yu out, and everyone's steps were extremely heavy.
The young man Ma Lu has just come from the police academy for an internship, and on weekdays, he himself is a "detective fan", and he can write a paper almost every minute to analyze the cases that can be named at home and abroad, so when "9233" flooded his brain, he felt that his whole person had stopped functioning. He looked at the group of leaders with serious expressions inside, motionless, and a colleague behind him pushed him, and he came back to his senses in a daze.
"What's wrong with you, Xiaolu?" the colleague who pushed him didn't know that Ma Lu had just received a meaningful phone call, and thought that something had happened to him.
"It's fine. He didn't look back, he replied mechanically, and then he took the nearest folder and tried to recover from the thrill just now.
He was just a newcomer, and even if he answered such a phone call, he couldn't participate in the work above, and besides, although it was sudden, it was also simple, and there was no need to investigate the case, just to arrest a murderer who surrendered himself.
It's just that...... Capture a vicious murderer who is willing to turn himself in!
In the listening room, a group of people surrounded a device, each with complicated faces, although there were people who didn't understand, but anyone who heard "9233" knew what kind of thing it was.
Liu Yu played the recording again.
Ma Lu: "Hello, this is the Municipal Public Security Criminal Police Team, what help do you need?"
On the other end of the phone: "I'm Shen Zheng!"
Ma Lu: "Okay, Mr. Shen, what happened to you?"
......
The other party was silent for a while.
Ma Lu: "Hello?"
On the other end of the phone: "I'm Fang!" The other party's voice was very calm, and he couldn't hear the panic at all, nor could he hear the determination to die.
Hearing the word "fangs", Ma Lu sighed in his heart, but then sorted out his emotions: "You are...... Can you repeat it again?" at this time, Ma Lu, with his own solid accumulation, reflexively felt that things were not simple.
He looked nervously at the listening team, knowing that they were also panicking, and then, a voice continued to come coldly from the opposite side, smashing into the heart of the road.
On the other end of the line: "9-2-3-3"
He paused for a moment and continued: "Tomorrow morning, Jiangbei Airport, PN6272!" After speaking, a busy tone came from the other end of the phone, and he had been hung up.
Although the technical department began to locate the IP address the moment the call was answered, it seemed that it was forced by Fang's anti-reconnaissance capability and did not achieve any results.
"So, can we just wait? until tomorrow morning?" asked an older police officer.
"We've waited too long......" Liu Yu blurted out slowly.
"yes!" several members chimed in.
Team Nan looked at them, nodded slightly, and then spit out a word in a deep voice, "Wait!"
"However, Fangfang suddenly entered the game, but he didn't let us know where he was, he really turned himself in? We can't be so passive! He should have died a long time ago!" The older police officer was not an impetuous person, but now he was particularly impulsive, and he wanted to throw that fangs into the eighteenth layer of hell immediately.
"Old Gate", the southern team drank him, still with an attitude, "Wait!"
Some people present were shocked by the shouts of the southern team, and everyone was immersed in grief and indignation, in fact, they could understand everyone's attitude. The reason why Laomen's good partner was still on the front line at such an old age in the original operation to hunt down Fangs was also to wait for this day, he couldn't wait, as for the southern team, he could prove his courage by escaping from the thief's den without danger, so in this regard, he had absolute calmness before facing things.
Fangs called, there must be something, we haven't been able to catch him for decades, and it is impossible to catch him easily now, if something goes wrong and angers him, there may be some variables.
Whether it's turning ourselves in or causing chaos, we all have to be prepared.
At this point, the old man also listened patiently, and when the strategic deployment was completed, the group hurried to Jiangbei to ambush.
Although it is tomorrow morning, it is not a wrong thing to be careful in everything and worry a little more.
Others began to retrieve passenger information on PN6272, but for the time being, there was no gain, and there was a stalemate for a while.
At 2:00 a.m., a train of armed vehicles slid silently across the street and drove towards Jiangbei Airport.
The main road in Yubei was temporarily closed, and self-driving cars were blocked on the periphery, and the airport began to disperse passengers who wanted to board and stay overnight in the middle of the night, and then arranged for other flights to land elsewhere, just waiting for PN6272.
Most of the citizens who travel at night were hindered by the sudden road closure, and a young lady in a pale yellow dress got out of the car and slammed the door after listening to the driver's complaints, intending to find a nearby hotel to stay in first.
"Bad luck~" the young lady sighed, and then walked along the road.
Chongqing has always been famous for its night scenes, and neon is the standard at night, but in the early hours of the morning, the city seems to have stopped, and there is no traffic shuttling, and the road seems more deserted.
Liu Yu drove and picked up an elderly man from the depths of such a quiet street, he looked really old, his sideburns were gray hair shrugged over his ears, and the wrinkles were as deep as they were engraved on his face, unlike Liu Yu's red eyes, the old man seemed to be extraordinarily calm.
I don't know if this is a leader's instinct, or if it's deliberately hidden.
Although Liu Yu himself didn't know what he was about to face, he knew that even if the old man died, he wanted to see the scene that everyone was looking forward to.
Thinking of this, Liu Yu's nose was sour again, his vision became blurred, tears rushed on the steering wheel, wiped them away, and continued to move forward.
Crossing the cordon, Liu Yu helped the old man to the temporary command center, and when the southern team saw the old man, he saluted dignifiedly, and then hurried over to help him sit down.
Needless to say, the South team understands, and most of the people here also understand, they all wiped their tears in the gap, and they seem to understand the word "wait" of the South team.
In this operation, in addition to the technical team, almost the entire criminal police team was emptied, not only because the fangs faced were extremely not simple, but also because this was a matter that almost everyone in the world paid attention to, and it was conceivable that its importance was also something that Ma Lu did not expect in advance.
It's just that Lao Men looked at the news truck coming from afar and frowned.
"Who notified this? Don't you make trouble? Xiao Wen'er?" the old man beckoned to a female police officer who was busy deploying next to him.
As soon as Wenzi looked up, he also saw that this battle was no smaller than the criminal police team. "I'll make a phone call. ”