The corners of the cloak slowly fell, and twenty-four black-clad and black-booted special service armed policemen lined up in a row, standing upright and turning, clicking, clicking, and in the jagged mechanical sound, the rifles on the waists of the twenty-four armed policemen were loaded one after another, raised over their arms and shoulders, and the muzzles of their guns forward.

I didn't ask the armed police to use a loudspeaker to tell the people in the brewery to withdraw, because I didn't want to waste too much time, and I had to get it before the members of the task force represented by Fushimi arrived.

"Group A 1 to 2, burst into the garage and deflate the tires of all the cars. Group B 1 to 15, enter from the main entrance, Group C 1 to 7, outflank from the back door, seal all the way out, don't give the other party a chance to escape!"

Under my orders, twenty-four armed policemen rushed into the Yuqi Distillery in three ways.

I asked two of them to vent all the car tires in the garage of the Yuqi Distillery to prevent the short man from escaping in the car at that time, and of the remaining twenty-two people, fifteen of them rushed in through the main entrance, and the remaining seven were used as backups, entering through the back door of the distillery and striking the short man on both sides.

Lan Kwai Fong has an underground tunnel, which has been prepared for a long time, and I don't believe that Yuqi Distillery also has a secret passage.

I don't make the same mistake twice.

I led twelve armed policemen to rush in from the main entrance, and the attendant in the duty room of Yuqi Distillery saw a large number of our heavily armed armed policemen, and they were directly frightened and trembling, and they were silent.

"When the police investigate the case, they all kneel! Raise your hands, don't move!!"

Under my leadership, fifteen armed policemen stormed the winery's brewery, which was filled with oak barrels, lined with long white lacquered tables full of hollow bottles or large oak barrels, and in the corners were giant jars stacked in zigzags. Five hundred to six hundred employees in white overalls were assembling wine bottles at a long table, and they were shocked to see the armed police suddenly rushing into the hall.

"All kneel! Raise your hands! The police investigate the case! If you don't comply, you will shoot!"

I walked in the front, repeating warning words in a loud voice, holding a Type 64 pistol from the captain of the small detachment, and after taking two steps, I raised my hand and fired a shot directly at the ceiling of the workshop.

Bang!!!

The piercing sound of violent metal gunfire rang out, which instantly spread for hundreds of meters, and the entire brewery shook violently. Suddenly, the entire workshop fell into a dead silence, and everyone's faces were covered with fear and horror.

The employees, frightened by my noise and the large number of armed police, looked left and right, and after a few hesitations, they raised their hands, bent their knees, and knelt down to the ground.

It was a shocking spectacle, and nearly 600 employees knelt down on the spot, hands raised, and looked at me in strange helmets and strange attire with frightened, cautious, and surprised eyes at the sound of my gunshot.

"Check all suspicious characters. In particular, the underground production hall, the underground wine storage room and the rest room. "I turned to the squad and issued a search warrant, and fifteen armed policemen quickly passed through me and rushed towards the safe passage at the end of the workshop, where there was a staircase leading to the underground workshop, as far as I knew.

Holding my pistol aloft, I walked like a torch in the sleek packing hall of the packing room, past the hordes of men and women who had stepped out of the aisle in horror.

The icy smooth marble reflected my black cloak and twisted figure, and I walked at the end, like a lonely Grim Reaper in the night, slowly passing through the employees who were occupied by fear with a black flame called despair.

Kneeling at the back of the crowd was a young female employee with curly pale inky hair, her clear eyes fixed on the barrel of my raised gun, her hands holding her head and trembling.

She was fairly sure when the armed police passed by her, but when she saw me approaching, her eyes widened in horror, as if she had seen death coming.

I stood in front of her.

The young female employee with a pair of beautiful big eyes trembled, slowly raised her head to look at me, her soft lips slightly white with fear.

"You're afraid of me?"

I lowered my head and looked at the shivering female employee, surprised.

The female employee was silent, holding her head with her hands and bowing her head slightly, but there was a slight mist in her eyes.

I sneered, leaned down slightly, and said slowly:

"Don't be so afraid of me, I'm not a monster. ”

After a pause, I slowly put down the Type 64 pistol in my hand, took out the magazine from underneath, and shook it in front of the panicked female employee.

"See, it's empty. ”

I scoffed, shaking the hollow magazine in my palm. "It's as empty as the empty edifice of World War II. I laughed, then retracted the magazine, re-raised the gun, and walked slowly past the frightened female employee to the hallway of the winery's underground storage room. Although there were no bullets, the violent sound of the shooting just now was not far from live ammunition, and it was enough to play a great deterrent role.

"You...... Is it really the police?" came a questioning voice behind him.

I paused.

Hearing this, I turned around and smiled, then continued to turn around and walk:

"Of course I'm a police officer. Righteous police. ”

When I entered the entrance of the basement building, the employees in the production workshop had already begun to flee the workshop and run outside, and the fifteen armed policemen who went down the corridor in front of me had already entered the underground production workshop and wine storage room. According to my guess, the shorty's temporary base camp should be there.

As soon as I walked out of the workshop, I heard a series of fierce gunshots, I made up my mind, quickened my pace and rushed to the top of the staircase at the entrance of the building, looked down, and saw that fifteen armed policemen under the entrance of the building were crouching on the ground, with two giant wine tanks as a cover, across the wine tanks and someone on the opposite side of the confrontation, there were fierce bullets on the opposite side like a torrential rain, hitting the wine tanks, or a string of sparks, or popping out of several holes, the reddish-brown wine in the wine tanks trickled out, like a spring spring flowing on the ground, and the rich wine smell permeated the underground hall。

Obviously, it was the dwarf man who was fighting back.

So it seems that the man of the short man is indeed below.

Gao Xueqin's information was indeed correct, the dwarf had a small arsenal underground. Now that I've blocked the exit of the main entrance, the short man wants to get out, and there is only hope if he kills the armed police and fights his way out.

I held my breath and waited at the top of the stairs, but the armed police kept fighting with the people on the other side through the wine can, and their heads kept poking up and down on the wine cans and retracting, and after a few rounds, the number of bullets on the opposite side did not decrease in the slightest, and it was obvious that we did not kill a single person.

Judging from the current stalemate situation, I conclude that the other party must be wearing body armor or something like concealment, otherwise it would not be so difficult.

It seems that I can't do it if I don't come forward to order some strong medicine in person.

Looking at the stalemate situation below the corridor, I inhaled slightly, retreated to the already empty packaging workshop, and lifted a long table with glass control off the lid as a shield.

After that, I lifted my legs lightly, landed lightly, and slowly walked down the stairs, and when I reached the last staircase, I stopped my steps, and silently calculated the direction of the bullet according to the dense part of the hole in the wine tank in front of me, I stood on my left foot, stood on my toes slightly, and slammed on the ground with my right foot, and in an instant, I set up the long table with both hands, and the whole person leaned over like an ammunition sports car!