There was lightning and thunder, and heavy rain poured down.
After contacting the local police and Li Meng, Ren stood alone on the edge of the viaduct, holding on to the concrete guardrail with both hands, lowering his head and staring at the south side of the bridge in the direction where Zhengming Xingda was about to arrive for support.
Having been in a high position for many years, he has become accustomed to being calm and composed after encounters and deploying troops in response to situations that have not been on the front line for a long time.
For example, this time he followed up on the kidnapping case with the Criminal Investigation Brigade. In his eyes, it was just a change of place to continue on-site command. After all, he was accompanied by elite soldiers from the brigade.
But who could have imagined that everyone would be tricked by the kidnappers. In the end, at the transaction site, he was the only old comrade to face the gun-wielding kidnappers.
At first, when the convoy was driving on the highway, Ren Da, who was sitting in Zhao Hu's car, heard the kidnapper's request to stop on the viaduct. He immediately ordered the follower on the intercom not to be exposed and not to stop.
Keep driving forward.
At that time, he was still a little complacent about his quick reaction on the spot.
These young people usually scolded Fang Qiu one by one. At the critical moment, among so many people, no one had a quick mind or quick reaction. At that time, he secretly thought so.
Later, he stood alone on the bridge in the rain, looking at the heavily armed kidnappers under the bridge, and thinking about the kidnappers' commanding heights on the mountain behind him. Only then did he suddenly realize that these elite criminal policemen from Dongzhou City must have thought everything through, so
When the incident happened, the intercom was silent, no one spoke, no one dared to speak.
At some point, he also became the object of protection. Ren Da laughed at himself. He shook his head and raised his hand to touch the pistol on his waist.
The cold metallic feeling brought him a little bit of comfort.
Thinking about what he had done in the past, he had never done anything worse than these little brats. Ren Da seemed to remember his past arrest experience, raised the corner of his mouth, and smiled knowingly.
"Officer Ren, come in the car and take shelter from the rain. You will get sick from the rain."
Zhao Hu's voice came from behind. Ever since Zhao Hu shamelessly asked him to stay here, although he agreed, he still had knots in his heart and didn't want to see Zhao Hu.
It's not that he disliked Zhao Hu, but when he saw Zhao Hu's face, he didn't know whether he was really anxious or fake, the scene of the white off-road vehicle rushing into the night alone appeared in his mind.
Ren Da didn't reply. He turned his back to Zhao Hu and raised his right hand and waved it. He continued to stare in the south direction under the bridge, letting the rain wash over his body unconsciously.
He thought of the young man standing under the bridge just now, helping Liu Yan carry the canvas bag. As an experienced veteran criminal policeman, when Ren Da first saw this young man, he felt that he seemed a bit honest, but also a bit clumsy.
He was actually being bossed around by a victim he had just rescued from a kidnapper.
It's not that he can't help, but looking at the bossy attitude of the hostage below, Ren Da, who is also a policeman, still felt a little panicked.
Thinking of this, Ren Da laughed heartily.
Because at that time he was still tangled up and down on the bridge, licking his old face and commenting on this young man when he had nothing to do.
The young man seemed to suddenly wake up, shouted loudly, threw the canvas bag on the ground, ignored Zhao Yan's shouts behind him, and ran straight to the west side of the viaduct, where the two cars disappeared on the dirt road.
Then, the fat figure disappeared into the night.
Ren Da was slapped in the face on the spot. He opened his mouth, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something. In so many years, apart from news reports, this was the first time he met a police officer who faced the gangsters directly without fear of death.
In today's society, compared with the established civilian police, the assistant police have lower pay and poorer security, but they bear a workload that is not inferior to that of the civilian police and are high-risk on the front line. Apart from having lower academic qualifications, there is nothing that can be judged.
Therefore, in daily work or handling cases, regardless of the responsibilities they bear or the dangers they face, the police should be at the forefront, while the assisting police can appropriately take a back seat. Everyone understands this.
But at this moment, Ren Da, who was standing on the bridge and watching, had to lament his short-sightedness and narrow-mindedness.
As I get older, I have to accept my old age...he thought.
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A few cups of tea, from the south side of the viaduct.
The rain gurgled, and then slowly emerged like a curtain, the light of several flashlights and figures
"Here we come." Ren Da said in a deep voice, stood up straight, and stretched his head in anticipation.
Zhao Hu, who had been paying attention to Ren Da, saw the movement and immediately opened the car door, ran to the edge of the concrete guardrail, and looked down together.
After a while, eight strong plainclothes detectives stood scattered under the bridge, quietly looking up.
"Ren Da?" A man's hesitant shout came from under the bridge.
"It's me. How about Li Da?"
"Li Da's foot must be broken. Originally we planned to keep one person with us, but he drove them away."
"He has a stubborn temper."
It was too dark and it was raining heavily. Ren Da could not clearly see the situation of the criminal policemen under the bridge, but he could feel that everyone was working hard, just waiting for his order, or to point out the direction.
He suddenly realized that he talked too much. Although no one mentioned it, he could feel people's impatience.
Yes! It’s enough to point out the direction in which the kidnappers are escaping!
"Li Da should have told you the general story, and I have nothing to add."
Ren Da lay on the concrete guardrail, stuck his head out, pointed behind him, and shouted with all his strength: "Two of us are chasing the kidnappers in this direction. You must use all your strength to run over and support them! Go quickly.
Bar!"
After hearing this, the plainclothes detectives under the bridge didn't talk nonsense. The group of people simply rushed into the rain again, passed under the viaduct, and disappeared on the dirt road in an instant.
Ren Da hurriedly turned around and crossed the median of the expressway, standing on the other side of the viaduct, watching the criminal policemen gradually disappear behind the rain.
Then he sat down on the ground and leaned his back against the concrete guardrail, feeling that he was suddenly discouraged and annoyed.
Hey! The first sentence just now was redundant, and I made the same mistake as the leader's speech again. Just point in the direction and rush...
"Officer Ren, I was wrong. I'm timid and I don't know how to speak. If you have something to do, go ahead and get busy. I'll stay on the bridge with my wife."
Ren Da raised his head and looked at Zhao Hu, who was standing next to the isolation zone, without saying anything.
Zhao Hu saw that Ren Da didn't respond, so he continued anxiously: "Officer Ren, look, the rain has eased a little. I'm really fine here, just go and do your work. Really!"
Ren Da held on to the concrete guardrail with his left hand, stood up with all his strength, turned to look at the dirt road to the west, and murmured to himself: