Alves quickly put on his nightgown, opened the hidden gun cabinet, took out two pistols, and quietly walked out of the bedroom like a ghost. At this time, the intruder had just checked all the rooms on the first floor and gathered in the living room again.
They all shook their heads at the leader, meaning there was no one.
The leading man pointed upward.
The others understood what he meant and were ready to go to the second floor.
Bang... There was a slight sound from the switch, and the crystal chandelier in the living room suddenly lit up. The uninvited guest wearing low-light night vision glasses was almost blinded.
Low-light night vision glasses, as the name suggests, amplify extremely weak light to the point where objects can be seen. With a wattage as large as a crystal chandelier, the human eye cannot stand it when it is further amplified.
The seven people screamed and took off their glasses. At the same time, at the corner of the stairs leading to the living room on the second floor, Alves fired rapidly with both guns, with little aim. The people below were shot one after another, and the same part was shot...
Gun hand.
Long and short spears fell to the ground.
Seven strong men, facing the top professional masters, were as weak as lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and were in a miserable mess. The injuries to their eyes and wrists made them hurt and shocked.
"Master..." Erya, who had left the bedroom at some point, walked up to Alves, pointed at two of the seven people in the living room, and said with a surprised look on her face: "Master, they are the ones following me."
"Then you have to ask why they did that..." After finishing speaking, Alves chuckled with a chilling amusement in his smile. He slowly walked downstairs carrying two Browning pistols equipped with silencers.
"Don't mess around... We are the police..." The leading man regained his sight slightly, and when he saw Alves approaching, covering his injured and bleeding wrist, he warned with a fierce expression.
"Police..." How could Alves believe that these sneaky and armed men were policemen? He sneered: "Even if you are a policeman, it is against the law to break into a house privately. Tell me why you are here. Don't wait for me to force you to tell me."
, in that case, your life will be worse than death."
The leader's expression changed continuously.
Erya silently looked at the strangers in the living room without any fear. Not to mention that the master was here, even if she was alone, she was confident that she could deal with them.
Just when the man retreated feeling guilty, sirens blared outside the house, and multiple police cars suddenly appeared, as if they were ambushing the road in advance.
Alves frowned and had no time to think about it. The doorbell rang. He asked Erya to open the courtyard door. Soon, more than a dozen police officers poured into the villa.
"I am Senior Inspector Ball of the Wimbledon Police Department. Your neighbor reported that he saw someone breaking into your house with a gun. Let's come and take a look." The leading policeman showed his ID to Alves.
Alves had a sharp eye, and of course he could see that these people were real policemen. He smiled and shrugged, calmly, but he did not completely believe that the police came because someone called the police.
"Do you have a gun license?" The middle-aged policeman who called himself Senior Inspector Ball stared at the gun in Alves' hand. The British can also legally hold guns, but the control is stricter than in the United States and Canada. They must take a gun license, and
Strict restrictions on the number of firearms possessed.
Bauer checked Alves' gun license and found that there was nothing wrong with it. Because the intruder was injured, Bauer asked Alves and Erya to return to the police station to assist in the investigation.
Alves did not refuse.
It is a citizen's duty to cooperate with police investigations.
The police took Alves, Erya, and the seven injured people back to the police station. Everything seemed to be fine, but Alves noticed something unusual.
When the seven uninvited guests who broke into the house were not nervous or scared when the police showed up, they also showed a little bit of relief, which made Alves suspicious.
Are you confident, or do both parties have a tacit understanding?
Alves, who was sitting in the police car with Erya in his arms, pondered calmly.
Wimbledon Police Station is the largest police station in London. Its jurisdiction is both a wealthy area and a financial and commercial center. It is understandable to deploy more security forces.
Alves and Erya were separated to take notes and be questioned.
The long interrogation process continued until daylight. The bad feeling in Alves's heart gradually expanded. He realized that the situation had changed, but remained calm. He wanted to see what the police were going to do.
Early in the morning, Senior Inspector Ball walked into the room where he was questioning Alves and brought him coffee and burgers. Alves thanked him lazily and asked: "Officer, when will you let me go?"
"Well...I'm afraid you won't be able to leave." Power stood behind the two interrogating police officers and coldly explained the reason. "The seven people who broke into your home were indeed police officers from the Anti-Narcotics Group of the General Administration. According to intelligence,
They suspect that you possess a large amount of heroin and are related to overseas drug trafficking groups. They applied for a search warrant before going to your home."
Police, hiding drugs.
Alves narrowed his eyes suddenly and stared at Bauer.
Ball put his hands on his hips and said: "Don't look at me with such innocent eyes. My people found three kilograms of heroin, a large number of guns and ammunition, and six grenades in your house. You are suspected of assaulting the police, drug possession, drug trafficking, and illegal possession of arms."
, will be prosecuted, now, we have the right to detain you, and you also have the right to remain silent."
Framed.
** Naked frame-up.
However, Alves did not get angry or argue hysterically. He had encountered a lot of dangers in the first half of his life. This was nothing. The prison police station could not trap him. He smiled indifferently and allowed the police who had just questioned him to give him a
He is wearing handcuffs.
"It's okay to frame me. Don't take advantage of that girl, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous." Alves warned Bauer with a smile as he was pulled up by the police and escorted out.
Ball put his hands in his trouser pockets and smiled disapprovingly. He obviously didn't take Alves's warning to heart. How could a small character who would be sentenced to a felony and spend a long time in prison turn the world upside down?
Alves was forcibly removed from the room and will no doubt be taken to the underground holding cell of Wimbledon police station.
"I have to go to the bathroom." Alves shouted.
The two policemen who were escorting Alves hesitated. Bauer followed out and waved to his subordinates, indicating that he would be taken there. The bathroom in the police station building was uniquely designed. There were no windows at all, and cats with thin ventilation ducts could not get in.
, Ball is not worried about someone escaping from the bathroom.
Alves thanked Bauer casually. He was really in a hurry to urinate. The two policemen escorted him to the bathroom door, but did not follow him inside. They stayed outside.
Having been framed, Alves stood in front of the standing urinal and peeed comfortably without any worries. He was not worried about himself, but he was a little worried because he didn't know how Erya was doing.
"The boss asked us to take the little girl away, pick up clients in the red light district, and then sell her organs."
"The boss is very cruel."
"My son's balls were kicked out. Can you not be cruel? Besides, our boss is not a good man or woman."
At the end of a row of urinals, two tough men in straight suits were talking quietly, and all their words happened to fall into Alves's ears.
