Director Jin of the Xiaojing Hutong Police Station in the Haidian Branch was particularly busy today. A strange case occurred in the area. Residents called the police to report that there was a fight in a certain community. Two police officers were dispatched from the station. In a short time, the police officers came through the intercom.
Called for backup and said he had been beaten.
Director Jin opened the safe and took out two 54s. He took three or four auxiliary police officers to the scene in a van. This was the dormitory of college teachers. It was full of flowers and lush trees. It was very quiet during the day and there was no one visible downstairs.
There was no sign of trouble, but when he went upstairs to see it, Director Jin was frightened.
Both of them were injured, one of them was seriously injured and had a bandage on his head, with blood oozing out faintly. The other was injured on the face, probably because his nose was broken. There was blood on the collar of the police uniform. The two old men were injured.
The policeman was squatting on the steps smoking a cigarette. When he saw the director of the police station bringing someone over, he quickly reported that when the police came here just now, they found a room full of people lying around. There was a woman standing in the room with a pistol.
When he saw the police coming, he said he was from the National Security Bureau, and gave him a number that was their leader’s mobile phone, asking us to contact him. How could we have been fooled by the police for so many years? When he was about to use the walkie-talkie to contact the command center, the woman
She took action, and her skills were definitely those of an expert. She knocked down Lao Li with one punch and ran downstairs. I chased her downstairs and was kicked in the face by her. My face was covered in bruises. I waited until I got up.
, people are long gone.
Director Jin was shocked. This case was complicated. There were clearly five bullet holes in the door where the crime occurred. The house was in a mess. There were four unconscious men lying there. It was obvious that he was suffering from injuries.
Seriously injured.
Xiaojing'er Hutong is just a small police station. The area under its jurisdiction is full of university faculty and staff. Even some immigrants are well-educated intellectuals. Vicious criminal cases rarely occur. Looking at the extent of today's case, I am afraid it is not just a simple criminal case.
Yes, Director Jin knew that he could not shoulder this responsibility, so he immediately notified the branch command center. The command center quickly responded and asked them to protect the scene where they were, and the national security personnel would take over after a while.
Director Jin became nervous. This case was indeed complicated. It might involve foreign spies or something. That was not something that the small police station could handle. He immediately ordered his men to protect the scene and not to move.
Within five minutes, there was the sound of brakes coming from downstairs, followed by a burst of hurried footsteps, and several extremely cold faces appeared in front of them. Although it was still the season of autumn, these men were all covered in black suits, with their ears covered.
Wearing air earphones, sharp eyes, and a serious smile.
The leading man took out his ID, waved it in front of Director Jin, and said expressionlessly: "It's from the eighth bureau." Then he walked straight into the house.
Director Jin subconsciously stepped aside and followed the man to introduce the situation. The man interrupted him as if he hadn't heard and said, "Ask your people to help carry these comrades down."
Only then did Director Jin realize that the wounded lying in the room turned out to be national security scouts. Judging from their injuries, they were probably more likely to be in danger than others. Being able to wipe out the national security team showed that the woman's skills were definitely extraordinary. The two people in the institute were
Defeat at her hands is not unjust.
Eight people went into battle and carried the four unconscious wounded people in the room downstairs. The comrades from the National Security Bureau drove a Jetta and a Jinbei van. The license plate number was an ordinary civilian blue license plate. The soldiers were carried into the Jinbei bread.
, Director Jin wiped his sweat and said: "Your Eighth Bureau's funds are not tight, why don't you get a good car."
"Hidden needs." The comrade from the National Security Bureau replied briefly. Without shaking hands with him and saying goodbye, he got into the car and closed the door. The big gold cup flew away, leaving only Director Jin waving behind him.
"Boss, what's going on?" the injured man asked in confusion.
"Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask," Director Jin replied.
Suddenly, the intercom buzzed. It was a call from the command center, saying that due to traffic reasons, the national security personnel could not arrive temporarily, and asked Director Jin to take the injured people to the hospital first.
"Understood." Director Jin shouted into the intercom, and then pointed at the two injured ones.
"You two, get in the car with me and go to the hospital to see if the injury is serious..." He stopped before he finished speaking, blinked, suddenly punched the car hard, and cursed: "I've been fooled!
Chase quickly!"
Several policemen hurriedly got into the car and chased the Jinbei car. They couldn't catch up. There were Jettas and Jinbei cars everywhere in the vast sea of cars. Director Jin could only sigh in despair and reported to the command center that he had been deceived and had been faked.
Guoan was deceived, and what was the car number of the fake Guoan? Now he can only place his hope on the traffic police brothers, but Director Jin also knows in his heart that the other party is by no means an ordinary person, and there may be a few sets in the trunk.
As for the car make, this dumb guy will definitely suffer the consequences.
Not long after, the branch leader arrived at the scene, gave Director Jin a good scolding, and finally told him to get out and take over the place himself, waiting for the National Security Bureau to come and deal with it.
Director Jin returned to the office in despair, locked himself in the office and smoked half a pack of Zhongnanhai. When the attendant knocked on the door, he choked out.
"What's the matter? You don't think I'm bothered." Director Jin asked impatiently.
"Boss, two people came to report that they were being hunted."
"What? What's going on?"
"I asked, they live in No. 18, Room 702, Fenglin Community."
"What!" Director Jin suddenly stood up. This address was exactly where the crime occurred. He walked out and asked as he walked: "Where is the person?"
"Duty room."
"What kind of person?"
"One boy and one girl, Si Sisheng."
As he was talking, he arrived at the door of the duty room. Director Jin tugged on his police uniform and walked in. Sitting inside were two young men, a man and a woman. The man was well-proportioned and heroic and restrained, while the woman was small and exquisite. I felt pity for her.
My clothes were still wet, and my bare feet were wearing a pair of sneakers, which made me look a little embarrassed.
Director Jin coughed dryly, pulled out his chair and sat down. After looking up and down, he picked up the duty record and asked, "Who is chasing you?"
"I don't know, some strangers knocked on my door early in the morning. I was sleeping and didn't hear them, so they broke open the door and came in. Then my friend fought with them, fought them off, and then we jumped out of the window.
, then we called 110 and the police car brought us here.”
"Your friend?" Director Jin glanced at Liu Ziguang with his sharp eyes and asked, "Do you live together?"
"No, we don't live together. He came to see me in the morning and happened to encounter this incident." Xia Ye's face turned red and she quickly clarified the relationship between herself and Liu Ziguang.
"You said you jumped out of the window. That was the seventh floor. How did you get down?" Director Jin didn't care whether the two people lived together. What caught his attention was Xia Ye's description. According to her,
It was this young man sitting on the bench in the duty room who knocked down four agents alone, and then climbed down from the seventh floor like Spider-Man carrying a girl on his back. Although this girl was light, she still weighed ten pounds.
, that old building from the 1980s, except for the ivy and plastic drainage pipes on the exterior wall, there is nothing to cling to.
The gel pen in Director Jin's hand was writing slowly on the note, but his eyes were looking at Liu Ziguang. This guy was very calm and didn't talk much. He just looked around with his eyes, his eyes as sharp as lightning.
After all, Director Jin is also the chief spy under the emperor, and he has a good eye for judging people. He confirmed that the identity of this man was definitely not as simple as what was written in the transcript. He was a white-collar company from a small city in other places.
Thinking of this, Director Jin couldn't help but touch the 54 pistol on his waist. Fortunately, he had forgotten to put the gun back into the safe. The heavy pistol and the seven bullets inside gave him enough confidence.
"You?" Director Jin pointed at Liu Ziguang and asked, "What do you do? Tell me honestly."
Liu Ziguang smiled slightly and put his hand into his arms. Director Jin was excited and quickly put his right hand on the handle of the pistol on his waist. However, the other party just took out a pack of Zhongnanhai, took a sip on it as if no one was watching, and said: "Officer, do you
If you need to do something, just notify the superiors to send someone to handle it, and don’t meddle in other people’s business.”
Director Jin heard the meaning of the other party's words and couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry. He wanted to refute but couldn't. Just when he was embarrassed, a black van stopped at the door of the police station and several people in casual clothes jumped out of the vehicle.
Coming down, the leader was a tall woman in a slim-fitting shirt and black trousers, making her look dashing. Followed closely by were four men, all of whom looked tough and capable.
The guard on duty happened to be standing at the gate, so he went up to ask. The other person showed his ID and introduced himself as a member of the Ministry of National Security. Director Jin heard clearly in the room, and immediately there was a bang in his head. The person in the institute had not yet asked the police above.
As for the report, why did the National Security Bureau know about it? These spies really think that our capital police are idiots and can play whatever they want.
Director Jin immediately stood up and said to Liu Ziguang and Xia Ye: "You two stay here and don't move." Then he pulled out his pistol and hid it behind him and walked into the yard. At the same time, he motioned to several people in the corridor who had been working for many years with his eyes.
They were partners, and there was still a tacit understanding. They all walked out and inadvertently surrounded them.
"Show me your ID." Director Jin said in a businesslike manner.
The tall woman looked a little impatient, but she quickly stretched her hands to her waist. Director Jin followed her movements closely, vaguely seeing the black handle of the gun under the small suit, and hurriedly shouted not to move, and at the same time flashed his light.
He pulled out a 54 pistol, raised the gun with both hands to aim at the opponent, and made a very steady horse stance with his legs spread apart.
None of the uninvited guests moved. Instead, they looked at each other with strange eyes. One of the guys said in an authentic Beijing accent: "Man, the insurance is not on."
Director Jin subconsciously went to check the insurance. The woman standing opposite him suddenly took action. Her movements were as fast as lightning. Director Jin felt that his hand was empty. 54 was already in the opponent's hand. At that moment, Director Jin's mind was empty.
I had a premonition that a massacre at the police station was about to happen, but I didn't know that the other party just unloaded the magazine and threw the gun over. At the same time, he handed over his ID and said kindly: "Old comrade, you are too nervous.
It was the 110 command center that notified us to come and pick them up."
At this time, Xiao Wang in the institute also leaned out from the second floor and shouted: "Jin Institute, Lao Zhang from the branch's domestic security brigade called and said that team leader Ye from the national security team is coming to pick someone up and asked us to cooperate."
This time Jin Suoxue behaved and said: "Give me the phone and I will talk to Lao Zhang."
Xiao Wang threw down the cordless phone. After Director Jin asked Lao Zhang about the visitor's appearance, characteristics, and license plate number, he asked Lao Zhang to speak a few words with the woman to confirm the other party's identity, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Look at the document in your hand again. It is indeed an investigation certificate from the Ministry of National Security. It does not seem to be a forgery. The temperament of the other party is also very different from the guys in black suits last time. Those guys are so cool that they are afraid that others will not know who they are.
Agents, these people have a stronger sense of the police. As a veteran police officer for decades, Director Jin can still tell the difference.
"Sorry, Team Leader Ye, I misunderstood." Director Jin laughed.
Team Leader Ye obviously had no interest in pursuing anything against him. He just ordered the two reporters to be taken away, and told Director Jin to destroy the report records and not to tell anyone about what happened today.
The two people in the duty room witnessed all this happening. Xia Ye was frightened and quietly asked Liu Ziguang: "Are they bad people?"
"They are not, those people in the morning are. We will follow them later. If you have anything to say, just say it clearly and everything will be fine. You can go home and continue painting."
"Oh" Xia Ye agreed obediently.
A minute later, Director Jin personally handed over Liu Ziguang and Xia Ye to the visitors, watched their car leave, and then returned to the office angrily, secretly thinking that today's embarrassment was so big that he would be embarrassed to go to the branch in the future.