my little sir

"Where's the money?!" Sheng Cong lowered his voice, his eyes were full of dangerous light.

"Let go of it a little bit, and I'll see if it's under that box."

Sheng Cong's gaze fell on the upside-down cardboard box behind the trash can, and he put the dagger in his hand against the opponent's waist, guarding his surroundings vigilantly.

"Slow down."

Fang Yimin nodded, and slowly bent over to pick up the cardboard box on the ground, the travel bag was indeed inside.Because the carton is not big enough, the travel bag is packed tightly.

Fang Yimin first unzipped the black travel bag, revealing a corner of the red bill.He hugged the cardboard box on his body, said with a relaxed smile, "Look, I just said that I will give you money, do you need me to take it out?"

"Hurry up." I don't know whether it was because of the excitement of seeing the red banknotes, or because of Fang Yimin's relaxed demeanor and tone, Sheng Cong let down his vigilance.

"Okay." Fang Yimin responded and looked at the right time, smashed the box in his arms on the opponent, turned around and was about to run.

Originally, Sheng Cong was going to collect the money, drag people into the car and lock them up for a few days, or kill people to silence them, but now that such an accident happened, he just wanted to run away with the money.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of two people eating noodles from the supermarket getting up and running towards this side, only then did he notice several policemen in plain clothes rushing around.

Sheng Cong quickly smashed the box in his hand towards Fang Yimin who ran two steps away. Fang Yimin staggered and was rushed to him.

Before people are on the verge of death, they will show amazing explosive power.

Sheng Cong was at the end of his rope at this moment. At the end of his battle, he was like a wild wolf, flying on Fang Yimin's body at an extremely fast speed, and grinning grinningly at the policemen who rushed to surround him.

"Come on, if you dare to come here, I will stab this little boy in the neck."

Sheng Cong dragged Fang Yimin's neck and leaned against the back door, then slowly stood up.Fang Yimin heard him sneer behind his ear: "Boy, you are quite good at pretending, I underestimated you."

Fang Yimin immediately said: "I don't know anything, I just ran away because I was afraid that you would go back on your word."

"To shut up."

Holding up the gun in his hand, Zhou Changyuan watched Sheng Cong's every move nervously, and said to the other party: "Sheng Cong, you can't run away. Do you want to make up for your mistakes and seek our help and protection, or do you add another level of guilt and die?" In the execution ground or in the prison. You choose!"

"Protection? Hehe... You can't protect me. There are people from them in the prison. They want to kill me, and you want to arrest me. I might as well be a backstop before I die."

Zhou Changyuan quickly said: "Don't get excited, you have to trust our police, if you want to protect yourself, you must cooperate with us."

"Put down the guns! Back up, back up, everyone!"

Sheng Cong was emotional, Zhou Changyuan was afraid of angering the other party, so he raised his hand and led five or six policemen back.

Because the staff of the dessert shop left in a hurry, they neglected to lock the back door. Sheng Cong twisted it with one hand in a panic, and opened it.

He immediately dragged Fang Yimin into the dessert shop, threatening the police not to act rashly, otherwise he would kill the hostages.

Sheng Cong pinned Fang Yimin's hands behind his back, threatening him not to move around, then took out a pair of plastic straps from his pocket, and quickly tied up his hands.

Generally, thieves or murderers will carry straps, tapes, and some small tools such as screwdrivers in their pockets to facilitate crimes.Sheng Cong's movements and techniques are very skillful, and it can be seen that he often does this kind of thing.

Sheng Congben also wanted to tie Fang Yimin's feet, Fang Yimin reminded: "If you tie me like a rice dumpling, it will be inconvenient to use me as a human shield."

Sheng Cong was stunned, and then sneered, "You are very smart, you are also a policeman, right?"

"No, I'm just a dessert shop."

"Don't play around with me, your life is in my hands now." Sheng Cong asked viciously, "Where is the switch?"

Fang Yimin told Sheng Cong the location of the switch, and Sheng Cong dragged someone to close the switch, and then taped Fang Yimin's mouth.

Fang Yimin found that although Sheng Cong was very cautious and had a keen sense of danger, his IQ was not too high. Although turning off the switch could hide himself, it would also hide his opponent.

Fang Yimin's phone rang, Sheng Cong took out the phone from his pocket, and it was displayed as "Zhou Changyuan". Sheng Cong wanted to hang up, but he hesitated for a while and connected the phone.

Zhou Changyuan called to delay time and wanted to negotiate with Sheng Cong, but Sheng Cong was unmoved. He said that if he heard any movement, he would directly hurt the hostages.

Just as I was about to hang up the phone, I heard a strange man's voice.

"Hello, Mr. Sheng, I am the hostage in your hands. Just ask me what you want. I have enough strength and financial resources to help you. As long as you don't hurt my lover."

Fang Yimin's eyes sparkled, perhaps because his nerves were too tense all the time, he actually heard a nervous tremor in Wen Qiling's voice with tinnitus.

"Mr. Wen, you can't reach any agreement with the kidnappers on behalf of the police."

Sheng Cong heard another man's obstruction and reminder, and he could tell that it was Chen Han's voice.

Because of Chen Han's obstruction, he suddenly changed his mind, and immediately agreed: "Okay, I heard this little boy said that you love him, and I'll see if your relationship is as deep as he said."

Fang Yimin remembered that there were several policemen listening on the other end of the phone, and felt a little bit desperate for a moment.

Sheng Cong continued: "Prepare me 500 million and a car with full gas. The money must be unnumbered. Clear the surrounding streets and park the car at the back door. Don't let those cops play tricks, I will drive far away Just throw your little boy out of the car."

500 million, I am so valuable!He bragged about B, and he only said 100 million.Fang Yimin sighed inappropriately in his heart that Sheng Cong raised the price on the ground.

"The car will be arranged soon, it's only 500 million cash, I still need a little time."

"Half an hour, half an hour at most. If it takes more than a minute, I will cut off one of the little boy's fingers."

"Okay, I promise you." Wen Qiling disregarded the blocking voices of other people nearby, and his voice came through the mobile phone with a cold and piercing voice, "If my little gentleman is hurt a little, then you don't even think about getting out of here alive."

Sheng Cong was stunned, he cut off the phone, the light from the phone screen reflected on that gloomy face.

He smiled and asked, "Is your husband really engaged in serious business? Why do I feel like a ruthless character in a Hong Kong movie who eats vegetarian food and prays to Buddha, turns his head and sinks people into the sea."

Fang Yimin's mouth was sealed, so he couldn't answer naturally. The screen of the phone went dark, and the lights of the shops outside and the neon lights on the roadside came in, so he could vaguely distinguish the surrounding environment.

Sheng Cong dragged the person by the back door, away from windows and all easily exposed positions, and looked at the time on the phone from time to time.

Because the power was cut off, they couldn't check the surveillance in the dessert shop, and then couldn't determine the location of the kidnapper and the victim, so they couldn't sneak in rashly.

If there is any movement, I'm afraid it will hurt the hostages.

Wen Qiling seriously raised money and prepared the car immediately, and told Zhou Changyuan that he would cooperate at any time if there was any need, provided that the safety of Mr. Xiao must be guaranteed.

Zhou Changyuan didn't expect Wen Qiling and Sheng Cong to reach a consensus so quickly. They only had half an hour. He looked at Chen Han who folded his arms and said nothing, hoping that the other party could come up with a reasonable arrangement.

"Remember to install a positioning and recorder in the car. It's best to hide it deep and be fully prepared."

Unexpectedly, Chen Han left such a sentence, turned around and got off the command vehicle.

Zhou Changyuan hurriedly called the other party to stop, and asked, "Why are you going at such a critical juncture."

"I'm calling to apply for the use of a sniper rifle and find a favorable sniper position." Chen Han said calmly, "Don't worry, I won't miss it."

Zhou Changyuan naturally knew Chen Han's marksmanship, and he realized later that the last sentence was not for himself, but for Wen Qiling.

But Zhou Changyuan always felt that something was wrong. To them, Sheng Cong was more valuable alive than dead.Although Zhou Changyuan would rather kill Fang Yimin than let him hurt Fang Yimin, but Chen Han made the decision too quickly, which is not like his style.

It's just that for a while, Zhou Changyuan didn't have the time to think too much, so he could only make several plans for what might happen.

Half an hour was up soon, Zhou Changyuan told Chen Han about the action plan in advance and confirmed the sniper position with him, but Chen Han just said "um" very softly, and didn't say another word after that.

Zhou Changyuan dialed Fang Yimin's phone, planning to inform Sheng Cong that everything was ready according to the plan.

The moment the mobile phone was connected, a "bang" gunshot was heard, followed by two screams.

Everyone panicked, Wen Qiling's face turned pale, and he almost rushed into the dessert shop, but was forcibly held down by two or three policemen who had reacted.

It is impossible for Sheng Cong to have a gun, but the sound just now was obviously a gunshot.Zhou Changyuan's head was in a mess for a while, he was a policeman after all, so he calmed down quickly.

There were several wailing sounds from the phone, but it was impossible to tell whose voice it was.He continued to ask on the phone: "Hey, hello, what happened? Sheng Cong? Yi Min? Fang Yimin?"

"Zhou Changyuan, come in and take the hostages out."

Hearing this cold and reassuring voice, Zhou Changyuan let out a hard breath.He threw the phone away, led someone to break open the back door, and scolded angrily: "Chen Han, are you too courageous, and you acted on your own again!"

The door was knocked open, Zhou Changyuan took a photo with a flashlight, and found Fang Yimin huddled in a corner, with a terrified expression on his face.

A bloodstain dragged aside Fang Yimin's feet, and Sheng Cong lay at Chen Han's feet, still howling in pain.

The pistol had already been put into the holster, Chen Han took off the night vision goggles, and handed the handcuffs to a colleague beside him, with the calm look on his face that he was sure of winning.

Zhou Changyuan untied Fang Yimin's hand with a dagger, and gently tore off the tape on his mouth, noticing that his body was trembling uncontrollably, reached out to wrap his arms around his shoulder, and patted his back comfortingly.

"Chen Han, do you know that this is very dangerous. If you make a slight mistake and hurt Iraq...and hurt the hostages, can you bear the responsibility?"

"I don't make mistakes, and I never miss." Chen Han walked to Fang Yimin's side and reminded, "Remember to install anti-theft windows in the lounge on the second floor."

"Yi Min, are you okay? Are you injured anywhere?" Zhou Changyuan stood up with his arms around him, and asked Fang Yimin's situation with concern.

[The author has something to say: Officer Chen is mighty, Officer A is explosive, Officer Chen take care, you have already been hated by Mr. Wen~~~]