For today's plan, the word is above.

After giving instructions to Su Shu, I switched the channel of the micro-walkie-talkie again and gave new instructions to the few people who were guarding the elevator entrance of Lan Kwai Fong Bar before:

"Go down to the basement and thoroughly search the garage, pantry, cellar, and all hidden passages, and don't miss a single suspicious corner of the bar. If you find someone under 1.5 meters tall, immediately capture it and report it to me. ”

"Yes!" came the police officer on the other end of the miniature walkie-talkie, and the police officer responded in a crisp and resolute voice.

Although the two cars of the dwarf escaped in front of my eyes, I still have some suspicions that the dwarf may be playing the golden cicada shell trick with me, and the person may still be hiding in the bar, so a thorough search of the Lan Kwai Fong bar is also quite necessary.

"On the 17th and 19th, the two of you are responsible for opening the electric switch in the electrical room, and going back to the basement to thoroughly inspect all the rooms in the basement, and responsible for helping the unconscious police officers out of the basement, and the remaining two blocking the exit of the Lan Kwai Fong Bar to maintain order, stabilize the crowd, and find the whereabouts of the dwarf at the same time. ”

"Yes!" the two police officers quickly dispatched under my orders, and ran back to the hall on the third basement floor towards the secret passage from which they came. The other two followed my orders, rushed all the way out from the exit of the underground garage in Lan Kwai Fong, rushed out from the single-lane exit of the garage, and went around the pedestrian crossing outside the bar back to the door of the bar, staring directly at the door of the bar, and began to stabilize order and search the crowd.

Because of the explosion just now, I estimate that the Lan Kwai Fong bar is a mess now, and there are definitely not a few people who escape, it is indeed not easy to maintain order at this time, even if five people are arranged, it is difficult to maintain, but now I have limited manpower, so I can only do so. If the dwarves fled in the crowd, I am afraid that with my current strength, they would not be able to intercept them.

The four officers were assigned their respective duties by me, and I searched the underground garage for a week, searching the five cars in the garage one by one, and after making sure that the short man was not hiding in the garage, I thought for a while, and then retreated back to the third basement floor.

Back on the third basement floor, I didn't mean to search for the dwarf, because I knew that the dwarf must have already fled.

The reason why I went back to the basement, is very simple.

It's for the guns.

That's right, after the dwarf's subordinates were killed by me just now, the guns in their hands were still in place, and I guess these guns were obtained by the dwarf through secret channels such as black market trading and arms smuggling, without any police number, these guns, I can take them privately.

At the exit of the hall on the third basement floor, I met the seven dwarf men I had killed, each with a firearm in their hands, who had ended their lives with firearms and controlled knives under my soul seduction.

I bent down and casually examined the nearest corpse, the corpse of a man in a turquoise jacket, who had been hit with a bloody hole in the back of his head by his own gun, and his body was lying to the ground in an "S" shape, his whole face covered in blood. His eyeballs protruded slightly from the pain, and his eyeballs rolled to see countless bloodshots, while his hands were still holding the handle of the gun in his mouth.

I held my breath, stretched out my hand, braving the gagging sensation caused by the churning gastric juice, grabbed the man's right wrist, and then gently pulled out the gun that the man inserted in his mouth, the black pistol was slowly pulled out by me with the gastric juice, blood and crystal viscous saliva in the man's mouth, I covered my hands with a police uniform, and then pulled out the pistol and checked it.

In terms of appearance and construction, it was a standard black Type 77 pistol, but upon inspection, I was greatly disappointed. Because this is not a real police pistol, but a replica model pistol.

These model pistols can be manufactured in large model toy factories in many places for a small amount of money, and they are only half as powerful as real pistols, and generally two or three shots will explode or disintegrate because the strong recoil force cannot withstand the strong internal recoil.

Although I was a little disappointed, I still collected the model guns from the three corpses and inserted them into my police uniform underwear. At the very least, these three guns can fire five more bullets and kill five more people.

After collecting the model gun, I simply took a moment to disrupt the order of the corpses and rearrange the posture of the corpses, so as not to be discovered that the murder weapon at the scene was missing.

After it took about fifteen minutes to complete all the movements, my miniature walkie-talkie came from the report again, and the message came from Su Shu's side, and Su Shu's voice was very low:

"Report, the three police cars dispatched by the bureau were surrounded in three ways, and the silver Oriental van without a license plate has been successfully intercepted at the intersection of Zhongshan Road!!"

"Intercepted?" I was both surprised and delighted.

Si Fushimi's action really amazed me, from the previous time when Su Shu gave an order to Si Fujian to see the short man's bulletproof Dongfeng van was stopped less than 20 minutes, in these 20 minutes, Si Fushimi was able to mobilize the people of the Criminal Police Brigade of the Wuxi Public Security Bureau so quickly, obviously he had a lot of influence in the bureau.

"How's the people in the car?" I said, calming my breath. If the person is not caught, there is no point in just intercepting the car.

"Caught. The two people in the car have all been caught by the arrest team composed of cadres and policemen from the criminal police squadron of the Nanchang District Police Station of the Criminal Police Brigade of the Wuxi Municipal Public Security Bureau, and the person who is personally responsible for the on-site command is Zhang Hucheng, the head of the criminal police brigade. Su Shu's answer reassured me.

"Two?" Su Shu's answer originally made me breathe a sigh of relief, but when I heard that there were only two people in the car, my mood fell into the ice cellar again. "Are there any short people under 1.5 meters tall?"

After waiting for about two minutes, Su Shu gave me the firmest response:

"I'm sure it's just two people, not the dwarf you're describing. ”

"It can't be. Unless the dwarf escapes halfway...... "I put down Su Shu's miniature walkie-talkie and switched to the walkie-talkie that contacted No. 8 along Hubin Road north.

"Number 8, can you hear me?"

"Yes. There was an emotionless, indifferent voice on the other end of the intercom.

"You're following the Oriental van all the way, does the van stop along the way?" I asked.

"Report, no stopping. The Dongfang car went all the way north without taking the curve. Although we were pulled a long distance, we were sure that we didn't stop halfway. ”

"Got it. You guys are doing a great job. I turned off the intercom, my lips lifted slightly, and I slowly exhaled a cloudy breath, and then fell into a long contemplation.

It stands to reason that there are at least seven people in the short man's van, but now there are only two of them, and where did the remaining five go?

Could it be that it is still hidden in the Lan Kwai Fong bar?

But my men have started a carpet search, and nothing has been rewarded......

Shorty, where the hell did you go?

According to my topographical layout, at the end of the passage on the west side of Lan Kwai Fong Bar is Shangxian Wetland Park, and further west is Shangxian River.

Just when I was confused, the miniature walkie-talkie sounded again, this time from the 19th, that is, the police officer in charge of inspecting the dwarf base camp.

"Report, this is Number 8, and a second secret passage was found behind the second door on the west side of the basement. ”

"The second secret passage? A possible conjecture arose in my mind, and I quickly put away my walkie-talkie, and ran wildly towards the hall, where I saw the open mottled iron doors in the hall, and behind the iron doors were one darker room after another.

Officer No. 8 was already waiting for me behind the second door on the west side, and when I rushed into the room, I saw a single bed that was folded cleanly, and a small folding square table, a folding table with clear wood grain, and a bowl of unfinished blueberry jam double skin milk in the most eerie place.

I frowned, walked over to the square table, and stretched out my finger to dip my finger in the double skin milk, the cold, slightly thin viscous touch made me realize that the pair of skin milk must have been bought from a cold drink shop not long ago.

My gaze swept to the corner of the room, and in the far corner of the room, there was an iron door that had been opened, and behind the iron door, apparently an exit to the outside. And the outside of the exit, you don't have to guess to know, it must be a secret passage on the west side of Lan Kwai Fong's bar.

I didn't expect to prepare an exit......

I smiled helplessly, calculated the time, if I was not mistaken, it had been at least 30 minutes since the dwarf left here, and now I want to chase it, basically there is no hope.

"It turns out that this is not a plan for the golden cicada to get out of its shell, but to abandon the car to protect the handsome...... Hehe, ugly brother, ugly brother, I really like you more and more. ”

I couldn't help but smile, the corners of my mouth curled up a little.

At this moment, my eyes casually glanced at the white sheet of the single folding bed in the corner of the room, and there was actually a long thick and soft black hair.

Walking to the single bed, I gently picked up the thin long hair with my fingers, the soft fine hair was gently wrapped around the fingertips, and the ends of the hair fell slightly, and looking at this fine hair, my eyes gradually narrowed.

"In this room, have any women ever lived there?"

[The next one is not guaranteed, if there is before 12 o'clock, then there is, if it is past 12 o'clock, everyone will wait for tomorrow!]