The "safe space" didn't come in handy this time.

Master Zhuang relied on his strength to defuse the bomb

…

"Whoa whoa."

Li Jianuo woke up from a dream, came to his senses, and let out a long breath.

Then, his legs softened, and he felt a string loosen in his heart, and his body slid down uncontrollably.

"Eh."

Zhuang Shikai quickly stepped forward to hold his arms, supported him with his arms, looked at him and said with a smile: "Young boy, you can't do it!"

"It's so empty..."

At this moment, he took out another hand and gestured backward.

"quick!"

"Hurry up!"

Cai Yuanqi quickly ordered.

"Crash!" A group of staff from the dangerous goods handling section quickly stepped forward with tools in hand.

Some people removed Li Jianuo's body armor, some used a scanner to scan for explosives, and some took an "explosion-proof barrel" and put it into a bomb vest...

A team of medical personnel also came to the rescue. The originally quiet and heavy explosion scene suddenly became busy.

But busyness represents vitality.

"call."

"Success!"

"Director Zhuang has secured the bomb!"

At the scene, many police officers were relieved of their burdens and felt admiration.

In front of the TV, big bosses, ordinary citizens, and all living beings on Hong Kong Island.

There was joy on their faces.

Many people even applauded!

Only on Taiping Mountain, a few ghost guys looked disappointed and dejected, feeling like they had missed an opportunity.

Let’s not mention them for now.

One line.

Li Jianuo adjusted himself, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and thanked the officer aloud.

"Director Zhuang."

"thank you!"

Li Jianuo moved his mouth.

Hesitate for a moment.

Then he said: "My life is yours."

"Tsk."

Zhuang Shikai sneered.

"Hahaha."

Several inspectors, department staff, and medical staff from the dangerous goods handling department nearby laughed out loud.

"You still need to tell me?"

"The lives of the 30,000 Chinese police officers in Hong Kong belong to me, including you."

"Otherwise, why would I try my best to save you?"

Zhuang Shikai patted him on the shoulder.

Laughed out loud.

Li Jianuo nodded heavily, as if he was proud that his life belonged to Sir Zhuang, and as if he had realized for the first time the responsibility of entrusting his life to each other.

But no matter what others think.

At this moment, he had made up his mind and was willing to sacrifice his life for the commander's word.

At this time, Li Jianuo was carried onto a stretcher by the medical staff. Ding ding ding, a mobile phone in his pocket rang.

Zhuang Shikai's expression was stunned.

Why does he still have a mobile phone on him?

Li Jianuo quickly took out his mobile phone, handed it to the superior, and said apologetically: "Sorry, sir, Hong Jipeng asked me to bring a mobile phone out. I was so nervous just now that I kept forgetting about it."

"Haha." Zhuang Shikai took the phone with a smile. He didn't blame Li Jianuo. He pressed the answer button, put the phone to his ear, and joked to Li Jianuo: "Didn't you say you are very calm?"

"Hello?"

"That's right!"

He took his cell phone and shouted towards the other end of the phone.

at the same time.

Wave your hands.

The doctors and nurses carried Li Jianuo down on a stretcher.

The plot of this young boy is almost over. If we arrange another plot for him, hehe, he won’t be able to bear it!

At this moment, Zhuang Shikai, wearing a white uniform, took the lead, standing in front of the guns of the Flying Tigers, facing the tunnel exit and preaching.

In the tunnel, Hong Jipeng was wearing a jacket, holding an AK and a phone, and said loudly: "Director Zhuang, I really have you, go and defuse the bomb in person!"

"Where's your bomb disposal expert?"

"Bomb disposal expert? How about using a bomb disposal expert to deal with a street kid like you? Then where is the reputation of our police force?" Zhuang Shikai spoke pure Mandarin to confront the mainland gangsters.

There was a lot of wit in the conversation between the two.

And what he said was impeccable.

Hong Jipeng laughed dryly and said: "Haha, the Hong Kong Island Police Force is well-deserved! I can't imagine the Commissioner of Police personally going to defuse the bomb, otherwise I will press the remote control to detonate it and blow you up directly!"

"What kind of time bomb is there?"

"It's simply unnecessary."

"Haha, our Hong Kong Island police will never bow to criminals, just to boost the public's confidence in the Hong Kong Island police."

"We dare to do anything!" Zhuang Shikai said sternly.

Inside the tunnel.

Nuo Zai's father "Pili", as well as several uncles "Uncle Zhao", "Tietou" felt a stone in his heart.

They are all policemen.

However, the ID card was not exposed.

It is still in a safe state for now.

Of course, Nuo Zai is the biological son of Pili and the biological descendant of several uncles.

When they heard the news that the police had successfully defused the bomb and Nozai was out of danger, naturally they all breathed a sigh of relief and felt grateful to Mr. Zhuang.

Especially pears.

At this time, Hong Jipeng twisted his lips into a sinister smile and said into the phone: "Okay, you dare to do anything."

"Then you come and change the hostages inside!"

"You alone, replace everyone!"

This is the price offered by Hong Jipeng!

very good.

It fits Mr. Zhuang’s worth very well.

"no problem!"

Zhuang Shikai answered very readily.

Hong Jipeng was really surprised.

"As expected of you, if I were a Hong Kong policeman, I would be willing to work for you, but it's a pity that you are a soldier and I am a thief!"

He was stunned for a moment, then smiled slowly.

"Director Zhuang."

"Let me ask you a question, do you still remember the little mute you killed back then?"

Hong Jipeng talks a lot of nonsense.

Suddenly he asked again.

Zhuang Shikai raised his eyebrows, thought about it briefly, and came up with a goal.

"The one who planned to bomb the bank and shopping mall?"

he asked.

Hong Jipeng nodded.

"That's right!"

Over the years, Sir Zhuang has killed countless criminals, many of whom had great backgrounds and ruthless characters, but there was only one mute among them.

"Mute" also has a very similar background to Hong Jipeng. He is a gangster who came from the mainland to commit crimes, and he is also a blasting expert who has done engineering blasting. He uses bombs as the main method of crime.

"This guy is your brother?"

Zhuang Shikai couldn't help but ask.

Hong Jipeng twitched the corner of his mouth and cursed angrily: "Brother, you are a piece of shit! He is my lover!!!"

"Back then, he came across the sea to make money, so he wanted to earn enough money to build a house in his hometown. He and I got married and lived happily together."

"I didn't expect you to kill him!"

"I have been waiting for a long time and finally got the chance to take revenge on you!"

"I'll give you five minutes to get inside, or if you're one minute late, I'll kill a hostage!"

"Bang!"

now.

In the tunnel, a dull gunshot suddenly sounded.

That was Hong Jipeng’s demonstration!

Zhuang Shikai held his cell phone, put down his arm, listened to the sound of gunfire, looked into the tunnel with a gloomy face, and murmured: "You better not kill anyone with this gunshot!"

"Sir Zhuang."

"Sir Zhuang."

At this time, Cai Yuanqi, Huang Weiyao and other officers all gathered at the front line to surround the officer. They wanted to hear the next step of the call between the officer and the criminal, but the officer just said to them: "Give me a gun and prepare a body armor. I want to go into the tunnel."

Save people.”

"yes, sir!"

Cai Yuanqi immediately pulled out his gun and handed it to the officer with both hands.

Huang Weiyao turned around to get the body armor and personally put on the armor for the commander!

This time, no one said anything to stop Mr. Zhuang. First, everyone knew that it was useless to stop him. Second, the criminal asked Mr. Zhuang to come in by name.

One hundred and thirty-two lives depended on one person, Mr. Zhuang.

There's really no choice.

At the scene, Huang Weiyao tied and locked the officer's clothes one button at a time.

"Click."

"Click."

Zhuang Shikai raised the gun, leaned it to his ear, tapped the gun twice, listened to the crisp response from the gun body, unmoved the magazine without changing his expression, and checked the bullets.

This time he inspected the gun very carefully.

At the same time, Cai Yuanqi put on a headset for him.

"Sir Zhuang."

"Channel 072 Flying Tigers, frontline operations force."

"Can be received at both Kowloon entrance and Hong Kong Island entrance."

"Channel 027, bomb disposal expert."

Cai Yuanqi reminded him loudly.

"clear."

Zhuang Shikai calmly inserted the gun into the gun bag, and also adjusted the angle of the gun bag.

This is the first time that he wears the Commissioner's uniform with a gun bag. I am afraid that he will be the only Commissioner of Police in the history of Hong Kong Island who personally disarms bombs and goes to the front line to rescue hostages!

But, so what?

Citizen safety is an important responsibility!

Everything depends on his arm. Whether it is high-level dispatching or personal involvement in the front line, he should perform his duties wherever he can.

Then, buckle the body armor.

Without another word, Zhuang Shikai walked into the tunnel step by step under the watch of everyone, wearing a white uniform and holding the title of director, and finally merged with the black hole of the tunnel and disappeared.

The police and reporters all lost sight of Mr. Zhuang.

"Daddy."

In front of the TV.

Zhuang Ye sweated from the corners of his eyes.

She watched the figure disappear.

For the first time, she realized how tall and majestic the man who loved her the most was.

Amei, He Min, Salina...

"Father!"

Zhuang Ziwei clenched his fists and was filled with excitement.

now.

He secretly vowed to become just like his father!

Be a policeman who guards the safety of Hong Kong!

And this scene of a police officer going to a dangerous spot... is regarded as the "Commissioner of Police" in the eyes of all Hong Kong citizens, but who knows, in the eyes of some people, he is a father, a husband, and a beloved person...

…

"how much longer?"

"Reporting to the commander, No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3 have all arrived at the designated location and are preparing to defuse the bomb."

"The bombs at the three points each reach 20 kilograms of C4."

"According to the wiring, they are connected to each other and must cut off the bomb at the same time."

After Zhuang Shikai entered the tunnel.

Then switch the headset channel to 027.

Killing criminals in this operation is one, and dismantling bombs is another. The two are mutually reinforcing, and neither one can be missing.

Therefore, he has to work closely with three bomb disposal experts.

At this time, he walked step by step into the tunnel.

Zhang Zaishan Zehui reported: "The criminals should have guessed that we might be dismantling the bombs. The bomb lines are very densely laid out. If one bomb is cut incorrectly, all three bombs will explode!"

At this time, Zhang Zaishan was holding a flashlight in his mouth, wearing a headset, pushing on the wall of the pipe with his feet, and supporting his body on the other side.

He held a pair of pliers and a detector in each hand, carefully checking the circuit.

"Damn, this bomb has a remote control!"

"It will take at least ten days to arrange! The other party has already planned it!"

Zhang Zaishan couldn't help but curse.

"Click."

At this time, he took out his mobile phone and took a picture of the bomb.

"how long?"

Zhuang Shikai asked.

"five minutes."

"three minutes."

"Two and a half minutes!"

Three different answers came from the headset.
Chapter completed!