While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 896 Gerasim
Two hours later, Song He violently threw the pliers that he had been holding in his hand but never used to the ground violently, gritted his teeth and glared at the somewhat terrified strong man.

"You let me down so much..." Song He, who pretended to be extremely upset, took a deep breath, and hissed as if suppressing his anger: "But the rules are the rules, and if you don't violate the rules, I can't ruin my reputation. "

After all, Song He took out a small sprayer from his pocket, and sprayed it on the tip of the strong man's nose before he could react in time.

"What is this!" The burly man turned pale with shock when he smelled a strange fragrance. After exclaiming in surprise, he felt dizzy for a while, and before he could speak again, his eyes darkened and he passed out.

Seeing the burly man falling down on the sofa in a daze, Song He sneered. After briefly sorting out the information in the murderer's system and what the burly man had told him, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Shen Jianghe's number:
"Hey, Master, I caught the leader of the gun gang."

Shen Jianghe, who was explaining the details of the Cambodian cooperation to Qi Weigang at the Qindu Police Station, was stunned for more than ten seconds before he realized it, and said in disbelief, "What did you catch?"

Song He was delighted when he heard this: "You heard me right, old man. The leader of the gun trafficking gang is right in front of me. He has been tied up by me."

"Have you taken the medicine?" Even though Shen Jianghe has always known that Song He is efficient, the act of capturing the leader of the gun gang across the province in just half a day still makes him feel very magical: "Counting the time you spent on the road, the investigation time is three hours?"

"Almost." Facing the unprecedented astonishment shown by Shen Jianghe, Song He shook his head in enjoyment and said, "Master, to be honest, the word outstanding is used to describe me, your apprentice."

There was another moment of silence in the receiver of the mobile phone, and then Shen Jianghe's calm and steady voice sounded: "I don't know if being outstanding has something to do with you, but the word stinky and shameless must be yours!"

"Stop talking nonsense and bring the information you found!"

Song He smiled, and reported the information he had sorted out to Shen Jianghe, and then asked: "Yegor is still waiting for my news, do I need to tell them about the gun sales channels on their side?" ?”

Shen Jianghe, who recorded and digested the information reported by Song He at the fastest speed, pondered for a moment, nodded slowly and said: "Tell them, that is something they should investigate and be responsible for, let's cooperate with them appropriately, and release enough goodwill. OK."

"Understood." Song He Wenyan nodded, finished the call with a few pleasantries, and dialed Yegor's number.

However, before Song He could speak, Yegor's impatient voice sounded first: "Sun! Are you going to start an investigation?"

"The investigation is over." Song He smiled and said: "The information you want has been obtained, but it is definitely incomplete, so you still need to investigate on your own."

In an instant, the hands-free mobile phone fell into a familiar silence again.And after Song He took the phone away from his ears, Yegor's unique voice exploded!
"Sun! I knew you would never let me down!"

In an instant, Yegor's trusting words surprised Song He: "Huh? I got the information so quickly, and you don't even have any doubts?"

"Why should you be suspicious?" Yegor laughed: "Do you dare to use false information to destroy the friendship between the two countries?"

Yegor's words made Song He feel a little unsure of how to respond, he couldn't help but shook his head and said with a smile: "Your reason is really simple."

Just when Song He felt emotional, Yegor on the other end of the phone urged impatiently: "Sun, tell me about your discovery!"

Song He nodded, and said slowly to the mobile phone: "According to the confession of the suspect of our gun gang, the gun sales channel in your country is controlled by a man in his 30s, and his name is Gerasim .”

"It's not difficult to get in touch with him. You just need old customers he trusts to get in touch with him. At the same time, he never does business within Mauritius, so the people who buy guns from them are from Mongolia, Kazakhstan and some surrounding countries."

"However, it is precisely this single method of introducing new customers to regular customers and the business method of only providing guns to foreign countries that allowed Gerasim and his gang to hide safely and securely for many years."

"Tsk, it's really hidden enough." Yegor thought, "Do you know where they got the guns?"

"I'm sorry, I don't know who I caught." Song He shrugged helplessly, and then continued: "I'm afraid you need to investigate this by yourself, after all, I only got a small part of the information."

"However, in this part of the information, there are some things that you should be more interested in."

Yegor, who knew that Song He would never target indiscriminately, asked excitedly, "What is it?"

The corner of Song He's lips curled up slightly: "Gerasim's secret contact information, and a regular buyer of guns who has lived in Mao country for a long time."

"Oh?" As soon as Song He finished speaking, Yegor looked at Oleg behind him with gleaming eyes and said eagerly: "Oleg, we can catch that guy and pretend to be a customer buying guns!"

Oleg, who also thought of this, pondered for a moment, looked at Yegor seriously and nodded: "If you, Officer Yegor, are careful enough, the success rate of this plan is very high."

"Then it's no problem!" Yegor ignored the preconditions in Oleg's words, and said impatiently to the phone: "Sun, please send all the information!"

Song He listened to the conversation between the two on the phone, agreed with a smile, and ended the call.

While Song He was sorting out the collected information and sending it to Yegor, in the special care ward of Mocheng Hospital in Mauritius, two figures were sitting around the only bed in the ward.

One of them was a Mao country man in his 30s. He had a beard and was as strong as a bear. Even when he was sitting quietly, there was an invisible sense of oppression.

Opposite him was a woman in her 20s.This woman has a slender, curvaceous figure, with long, smooth golden hair, delicate fair skin, and delicate and bright facial features, which makes people want to take a second look.

On the hospital bed between the two of them, there lay an old man with white hair from Mao State, his eyes tightly closed and his breathing weak and chaotic.

At the same time, judging from the rather similar appearances of the white-haired old man and a man and a woman, it is easy to conclude that the couple are the children of the old man.

"Um……"

Suddenly, a weak and hoarse moan sounded, which immediately attracted the attention of the man and woman to the old man lying on the hospital bed.

"Father, you are awake!"

"Father, how do you feel?"

The two spoke at the same time, with expressions of concern on their faces. It was obvious that the old man's condition made them very worried.

The old man who had opened his eyes heard the familiar voice in his memory, and tried to concentrate on looking at the two who spoke. My good boys, you are here."

"Brother, you stay with father, I'll call the doctor." The beautiful woman saw the old man waking up and breathed a sigh of relief. She stood up and said something to the man before walking out of the ward.

"Natalia, wait..." The old man suddenly stopped the woman, turned to the strong man with difficulty, smiled and warned: "Grasim, I haven't seen Natalia for a long time, please let me and Let her talk."

The muscular man instantly understood the old man's intentions, looked at his sister standing at the door of the ward, nodded heavily and said, "Natalia, you can stay with father, I'll call the doctor."

After saying that, the strong man strode out of the ward.

"Father." The beautiful woman named Natalia walked quickly to the hospital bed with concern, gently held the old man's rough hand, and said softly, "You should rest at ease and recuperate, what can I say after you recover?" Bar."

"I'm dying..." The old man smiled kindly, looking at his daughter with affection in his eyes: "You are a smart girl, why do you always try to deceive me, a bad old man?"

Natalia, who had been holding back the grief in her heart, got wet instantly, but gritted her teeth and squeezed out a somewhat reproachful smile: "Father, the most important thing for you to do now is to listen to the doctor's advice and rest in peace, instead of thinking about it... ..."

"Every polar bear knows when it will reach the end of its life." Although the old man's voice was slow and weak, it was calm and low: "The same goes for people, my child."

"Father..." Natalia couldn't hold back the sadness in her heart anymore, tears rolled down the corners of her eyes, and she buried her head in the old man's generous palm with a painful expression.

The old man raised his other hand with difficulty, and slowly brushed it over the top of his daughter's head, and said in a serious tone, "Son, promise me one thing, okay?"

Natalia, who was sobbing silently, raised her head, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said firmly: "Father, I promise everything you say!"

"Good boy, just one thing." The old man smiled gratifiedly: "Promise me, protect the silly Gerasim. He can't see the changes of the world clearly like you, so don't let him be stubborn Go to prison, okay?"

After hearing this, Natalia glanced at the closed door of the ward, nodded to the old man without hesitation and said: "I will, father, my brother will be safe and sound."

The old man who got his daughter's promise let out a long breath and said with a grin: "My good boy, being your father is the happiest thing in my life."

(End of this chapter)