Police Detective

　　 At this time, Ren Hao is really not as relaxed as Bai Song thought.

　　 The feeling of shouldering a heavy burden,

　　 is a thousand people,

　　 I look forward to every word you say...

　　Ren Hao is not the commander-in-chief of this operation, but as the on-site commander, he still dare not relax at all times. In the early morning of the first month, Ren Hao wearing leather clothes always sweated slightly on his head.

　　 At about 3:50 in the morning, the loud roar of a blue and white police helicopter broke the hustle and bustle of the village. There is no airport nearby. When planes pass by here, they are all 10,000 meters high, so it is difficult to see planes here, let alone helicopters.

　　 The powerful airflow and stable power curve of the propeller aircraft created an extremely impactful listening experience, which is like the horn of a charge. Everyone was excited and excited.

With the helicopter approaching, hundreds of policemen who were already prepared quietly dispatched. The most amazing thing is that the gate of this courtyard, really under Wang Liang's control, opened automatically and slowly. Several vehicles have already been opened. The prepared car quickly drove in from the entrance, and the whole process was completed in one go.

　　 Baisong was far away from the scene, and was quite fascinated, but everyone at this point remained motionless throughout the whole process, and was not affected by the excitement there.

Bai Song may know more than these special police officers. Perhaps it was the same second that the Ma Detachment and others were carrying out an operation in a foreign country at the same time. The scale may not be so large, but it must be much more dangerous than here. Bai Song couldn't help thinking of this. There is a slight worry.

　　 After the sound of the helicopter disappeared, the sound from the compound could no longer be heard from Baisong. After all, it was a little too far away, but it was very quiet here, so quiet that everyone could only hear each other's breathing.

In ten minutes, a message came from the fork in front. Two white modified cars were approaching the road of Baisong. Everyone else did not escape into the car, but when they left the tunnel. It was found to be intercepted.

　　 Soon, the previous information was updated. One of the two cars was approaching in the direction of Baisong, and it seemed that the soldiers had split into two directions.

　　Gradually, Bai Song heard the roar of the high-horsepower car, and soon, the car lights in the distance hit here.

　　 Bai Song gave the commander of the special police squadron a look, and the squadron commander pressed his eyes down slightly, and Bai Song nodded and continued to hold still.

　　 Bai Song's father once said a word to Bai Song. Bai Song hadn't understood it for so many years, and now he started to understand it.

　　 "Professional things must be done by professional people."

The conditions in Bai Song's family are average, and everything is usually done by himself since childhood. This has developed his very independent character. He cooks and takes care of himself. Even in the police academy, Bai Song is also very independent. Kind of, and therefore gave a lot of help to the students.

　　 If you encounter any problems, shouldn't you do it yourself? If the light bulb at home is gone, change it by yourself; if the sewer is blocked, pass it on by yourself; even if the socket wire is burned, Bai Song will buy the socket by himself, and change it by himself...

　　 But in general, I still haven't encountered more professional problems.

　　 Non-professionals, try laying a tile? Try another channel? Try changing the crankshaft of the car engine?

　　 And how to ensure that professional off-road vehicles traveling at high speed can be accurately intercepted in the complex terrain late at night?

　　 It's not good to dig big pits, electronic interference is not good, and tyre punctures are even more joking...

From far to near, the car quickly reached a position tens of meters in front of Bai Song and others. No matter how good the car was in this terrain, it would not dare to step on the accelerator, and the beam could not bear it, but the speed was still not slow. There was a roar, and the surroundings were no longer quiet.

　　 "The Middle East version of the land cruiser, the engine displacement is 5700, the V8 model." A special police officer behind Bai Song heard something from the roar and said.

　　 "Why are you talking about this, what's the wheelbase?" The squadron leader's tone was a little anxious.

　　 "Two meters eighty five."

　　 "Okay, get ready!"

　　 The few people behind Bai Song quickly left. Bai Song looked at the actions of the commander of the special police squadron, but did not move.

　　 The car drove over very quickly, and it was less than a second after passing in front of Bai Song. The car lost control in an instant, and all four wheels were locked due to unknown reasons.

　　 Almost instantly, the tires of the off-road vehicle have no relative movement to the brakes. In other words, the tires won’t turn, and the car slides on the road like a brick.

　　This kind of road is all curved, and the sliding car hits a tree at once, but fortunately, the speed is not fast, the tire friction is also high, and the impact force is not great.

　　 The squadron leader had some movement, and Bai Song immediately followed the squadron leader to stand up and ran to the side of the car. Bai Song set up a strong light searchlight from the side, and cooperated with a colleague from another province to illuminate the scene together in daylight.

　　 The action was not so violent, it was only fast, seven or eight people, four submachine guns aimed at the car from different angles. The person in the car had just run out of the yard, and he was still in shock. At this time, he naturally knew what had happened, and no one had acted.

　　 The squadron commander waved his hand, and the few people who did not hold a gun took out the explosion-proof shield and slowly approached the car.

　　 A few special police officers had not yet approached, the car opened the door on its own initiative, and a middle-aged man raised his hand over his head. Then, the co-pilot's door slowly opened.

　　 Originally, Bai Song thought, since only a few cars ran out, each car shouldn't be full of people?

　　 But in fact there are only two people at ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, and the co-pilot is still a child.

　　 Bai Song only glanced at him, and he was sure that this must be Deng Wenxi’s son. He looked like his father on his eyebrows, but he was slightly flustered.

　　 Everyone quickly handcuffed the man who was driving, and controlled the boy.

The inspection of the car was also unexpected. There was nothing. The extremely lightweight body and even the rear seats were removed. That is to say, this is really only for the purpose of pulling two people. No, it should be said that it is one. people.

　　 Bai Song looked at Deng Wenxi’s son again. He was eight or nine years old. When he returned, he would have to find a way to settle and release him. Children of this age don’t have to bear any responsibility for anything.

　　A person who is completely incapable of civil conduct, and does not bear any criminal or administrative responsibility.

　　 What Bai Song was thinking at this time was, I don’t know what this child will look like in the future?

　　 However, there are many things, no one knows what will happen in the next few years, and there is no need to deliberately pay attention.

　　 Bai Song was in a calm mood at this time. The adrenaline secreted for several hours at this time gradually reduced the output. Everything was over, and the rest was to repeat the work two months ago.

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