Professor Rao Shi, who had been through many trials and tribulations for a long time, was so angry that he flew into a rage.
He immediately called the courier and shouted in a stern tone: "Call all the people you can find, all of them, and kill that person named Zhao right away."
"Yes, right away! Right away! Now!"
Today's professors have suffered an unprecedented blow. The organization's debut plan has been ruined. Two years of hard work have come to nothing. The professor has been disgraced. The professor is on the verge of going berserk.
He no longer thinks about whether Mr. Zhao did this at all, he just wants to find someone to vent to.
The plan to steal the three artifacts was basically finished. All the previous investment was in vain, and the way to raise funds was ruined.
The professor has completely breached the defense. No matter who did it, we will kill this Mr. Zhao first today!
The messenger immediately took action after receiving the order, opened the secret arsenal and took out the previously stored weapons.
The action team members who quickly received the order arrived at the safe house one after another and began to organize weapons and equipment, waiting for further information.
In the afternoon, intelligence personnel sent back information and discovered the new location of Mr. Zhao and his group.
After getting the address, the messenger sullenly waved his hand towards the action team members, "Let's go!"
A dozen heavily armed team members boarded three vans and drove out of the safe house under the guidance of a Nissan car.
…
"Click! Whoosh, whoosh."
In an ordinary Japanese-style house, the coffee table in the living room is filled with various gun parts.
Shapi, Abu and others carefully wiped the parts, maintained them and assembled them skillfully.
The loaded magazine jammed into the gun body, and when the bolt was pulled, various crisp metal impact sounds were made.
Qin Yi raised his hand and glanced at his watch, then took out his walkie-talkie, "Brother Jianjun, how's it going?"
Soon the answer came over the intercom, "It's done."
"He sent the news back?"
"I watched him pass it."
"Very good." Qin Yi put down the walkie-talkie and stood up, "Let's go."
Without saying a word, Shapi and others picked up their traveling bags filled with weapons and ammunition and followed Qin Yi out of the door.
As Qin Yi walked, he picked up the phone and said in proficient Japanese: "Hey, are you from the Yoshimura Police Department of the Metropolitan Police Department? I have important information to report. I saw a group of guys with guns in Edogawa District.
, near Nakano Tsusan Town, they don’t look like good people, please come over immediately!”
Before the other person could speak, Qin Yi hung up the phone, took out the battery, broke off the phone and stuffed it into his pocket.
Sharpei was a little confused, "Boss, what are you talking about?"
"Nothing?" Qin Yi smiled slightly, "I want to be a good citizen and report us to the police."
"Ah?" Sharpei was a little confused.
Abu pulled him and said, "Ah, what? Just watch the show carefully and quietly."
Qin Yi didn't say anything and led them around the streets and alleys to the rooftop of a building in the distance.
"Do you see that there?" Qin Yi stood by the low wall of the rooftop and pointed to a low residential area, "That was our safe house just now."
Sharpei picked up the telescope and looked around, and soon found several vans surrounding the safe house.
The vans, without any markings, circled the streets near the safe house for a few times and then stopped far away.
After a few minutes, several workers in blue overalls got out of the car and began to repair nearby wires.
Then more workers rushed over, knocking on doors and asking questions.
Soon they found the door of the safe house. After knocking on the door several times, they found that there was no movement inside, so they decisively opened the door and broke in.
The person who sneaked in found the weapons and ammunition left in the house, as well as fresh ingredients. The Metropolitan Police officer on the scene immediately ordered to exit and then reported to his superiors.
This important discovery immediately caused a commotion in the Metropolitan Police Department, and a large number of plainclothes police officers rushed to the safe house.
Special assault forces were also mobilized and arrived in camouflaged container trucks.
A large net is being woven, ready to catch any prey that may appear.
At this moment, the messenger and his action team bumped into him in a daze.
…
The action team's convoy turned an intersection, and the messenger suddenly spotted a row of cars parked on the street through the glass.
The car was full of people, and they looked around furtively. There was a man in a windbreaker standing next to the car, bending down and talking to the people inside.
The messenger suddenly frowned, something was wrong, something was very wrong.
"Notify everyone that something is wrong. Turn out at the intersection ahead and cancel the operation!" The messenger immediately issued an order to cancel the operation.
The convoy immediately turned at the intersection in front. Because it turned too sharply, a car hit the wall next to it, but the car did not stop and continued to drive forward.
This scene was immediately noticed by the plainclothes policeman nearby, who immediately reported it to his superiors.
Vehicles that were ambushed nearby immediately followed, trying to take a closer look. Several other vehicles quickly passed the convoy and prepared to force them to stop.
The courier's heart sank when he realized that he was being followed. He took out his submachine gun, opened the window and leaned out, aiming at the approaching vehicle.
"Da da da da da!"
Fierce gunfire instantly sounded like exploding beans, and the entire convoy was like a flaming hedgehog, constantly spitting flames outward.
The plainclothes police officers who were caught off guard and the vehicle they were riding in were torn apart by a heavy rain of bullets, and the vehicle lost control and crashed into a wall.
As soon as the gunfire rang out, it was like a hornet's nest had been poked around.
A steady stream of cars surrounded the messenger's convoy, and the piercing sirens broke the tranquility around them.
The fierce gunfire gradually became denser and larger in scope, and was also mixed with the explosion of grenades.
Looking at the exciting gunfight scene below, Qin Yi took out his phone and dialed the professor directly.
"Hello, professor, I want to talk to you."
"What are you talking about?" The professor sneered, "You have no chance now, Mr. Zhao."
"What, you want to send someone to kill me?" Qin Yi asked curiously.
"You are very smart, but unfortunately it is too late." The professor said mockingly, "I wish you good luck."
"Professor, I have already seen them." Qin Yi said with a smile, "It's just that they encountered some trouble. Oops, the fight was so fierce."
The professor heard something was wrong with the voice on the phone. Why did this guy sound like he was gloating about his misfortune?
"It's so unfortunate that your people are being chased and beaten by the Metropolitan Police Department." Qin Yi expressed regret, "Professor, do you want me to help them?"
"..."
"If you don't speak up, your people will be doomed."
"Zhao! You..." The professor was furious and opened his mouth to scold him.
Qin Yi hung up the phone and dialed again after a few seconds, "What are you thinking about?"
"I..." The professor was so angry that he couldn't speak, but after a few seconds he calmed down, "What happened?"
"Well, I think the weather is nice today and I'm in a good mood, so I decided to report myself." Qin Yi said calmly, "I just didn't expect that the people from the Metropolitan Police Department had just arrived, and your people also bumped in.