Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 879 Girl, you've worked hard
The disciplinary room, the courtyard.

Right now, this large courtyard, located in the northeast corner of the park, is extremely quiet. As soon as Xiao Zhao stepped out of the house, he felt the chill of the autumn wind.

Immediately afterwards, a strong gust of cold wind swept across the yard.

Xiao Zhao looked up and found that the darkness was unsettling.

Squeak-!
The sound of car brakes came from outside the iron gate, followed by the thud of a bunch of people jumping out of a car, and shouts demanding that the guards open the gate.

The iron gate was opened very quickly.

A group of soldiers in yellow uniforms blocked the entrance. The man in the lead had sharp eyebrows and pointed at Xiao Zhao, who was standing dumbfounded in the yard. Dozens of eyes behind him immediately turned to Xiao Zhao.

At this moment, in Xiao Zhao's eyes, the fact that he could stand up without collapsing to the ground was already an incredible feat. If he could return to Dongzhou safely this time, he could boast about it until he was dead.

"Get it for me!"

Two soldiers rushed in and, without a second thought, smacked someone with a rifle butt. For some reason, the soldiers here seemed to treat rifle butts as a greeting gift, smashing them on anyone they saw.

Then, they roughly handcuffed Xiao Zhao's hands and pressed him to the ground, while another team of soldiers entered several punishment rooms to search.

Clearly, they were looking for someone with a specific purpose.

Xiao Zhao's cheeks were pressed against the rough cement ground, the gravel hurting his cheekbones, and his nose was full of dust kicked up by the soldiers running.

"Cough cough!"

He couldn't help but cough twice, and a gun butt slammed into the dirt in front of him. It was so heavy that Xiao Zhao froze and swallowed back his cough.

He had witnessed these soldiers beating people before; they were ruthless, treating people like pigs, not like human beings at all.

"Report: No one's in the water room!"

"No one's in the doghouse!"

"Nobody's offering rooms!"

Immediately, a stiff leather boot landed on Xiao Zhao's head, and a cold voice came from above: "Where is Zhang Yang?"

They even know his name now, so he's definitely been exposed. Xiao Zhao was extremely nervous, his lips trembling so much he couldn't utter a single word.

The black leather boot standing in front of him was lifted up, and then with a whooshing sound, the toe with the steel plate stuck in it kicked hard into his stomach.

"what!"

Xiao Zhao was in excruciating pain; he had never been beaten so badly in his life. He immediately arched his back, clutching his stomach and rolling around on the ground.

When the soldiers roughly dragged him up, Xiao Zhao's face turned pale, and he had no strength in his legs, so he couldn't even stand up.

Xiao Zhao opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

It wasn't that he didn't want to talk; he was just in so much pain that he couldn't utter a single word.

"Not going to talk?" Lieutenant Lai Min pulled out a pistol from his waist and pressed the barrel against Xiao Zhao's trembling forehead, the cold metallic sensation shooting straight to his brain.

"Uh-huh."

At home, his parents surrounded the crib, repeatedly calling his nickname.

In class, the homeroom teacher stood at the front of the class and asked everyone with a smile what their ideals were.

At the television station, the station director held his hand and said that society needs young people like him.

During an undercover investigation, Yang Jie and he sat together on the hood of a car, eating boxed lunches and laughing happily.

In just a few seconds, countless images flashed through Xiao Zhao's mind.

"Not going to talk?" Lai Min smiled and raised an eyebrow at the soldier beside him.

boom!
"what!!!"

A gun butt slammed into Xiao Zhao's forehead, and countless stars exploded before his eyes.

Lai Min held the gun to his chest, slowly, slowly pulled the bolt all the way back, and then released it. With a click, the sound of a bullet being chambered echoed crisply in the silent courtyard.

He pressed the gun barrel back against Xiao Zhao's forehead and shouted in very standard Mandarin:

"I'll give you five more seconds, or we'll meet underground."

"five."

"Four."

"three."

"two."

Lai Min hesitated for a long time before saying the last "two," his eyes quickly scanning his surroundings, before finally receiving the response he expected.

"Stop! I'm here!"

The door to the water room was opened, and a soaking wet person stood in the doorway. The soldiers reacted quickly and surrounded him.

Unlike Xiao Zhao, who had been beaten up, Zhang Yang, despite smelling so bad it made people dizzy, was still invited into the jeep by his adjutant.

As for Xiao Zhao, he was simply left in the yard, all alone.

At this point, he realized that it couldn't be that their live stream had been exposed, which led to the soldiers rushing in to arrest them.

But it must be a big deal, because the officer's epaulets had many stars on them, the most stars Xiao Zhao had ever seen in the park.

This shows that it is important.

Zhang Yang could tell from seeing that the person was soaking wet that they had hidden in a puddle. As for why they were hiding in a puddle, it was naturally to deal with the electronic devices they were using for live streaming.

The adjutant didn't care at all why Zhang Yang was hiding from them; he just dragged people away as soon as he saw them, which meant his mission was to take people away.

Xiao Zhao had no idea where it was taken.

Xiao Zhao, who thought he was about to die a martyr, lay alone in the courtyard, looking at the sky above him, feeling the ease of surviving a disaster.

"Mom, there are so many stars here."

Property building.

When Lai Min led his team back, the large number of soldiers carrying guns caused quite a commotion.

As they passed through the lobby on the first floor, some people who were drunk and on drugs blocked the way and were mercilessly beaten down with rifle butts by the soldiers clearing the way.

Li Xia, who was resting by the DJ booth, saw Zhang Yang surrounded by soldiers, but there were no signs that his freedom had been restricted.

It's like the person looks like they've just been pulled out of the water.

"That woman looks quite pretty, so why does she smell so bad?"

"You still complain about how smelly others are? Here, take it, want to play with it?"

"Absolutely!"

"Didn't you complain about the smell?"

"Oh, it's all the same with the lights off."

"Wow, what a waste of such a beautiful girl."

Water room.

Li Xia, who had worked as a thug for a few days, keenly noticed the problem: his phone and his ID card must still be there.

We must get them back; they are crucial for their escape that night. Without these two items, they can't go anywhere.

Li Xia stood up, glanced at Zhang Yang being carried upstairs by soldiers, and then disappeared in a flash.

The adjutant led the man into the private room.

Zhang Yang stood there, soaking wet and smelling terrible, with no expression whatsoever.

"Old Wu, take a look, is this the person?" General Angsuo stroked the scepter inlaid with rubies, and after just one glance at the woman, he already knew who she was.

Old Wu took out his phone again, pretended to examine it for a long time, and then nodded to confirm that the woman in the information was indeed this one.

The general waved his hand, and under the guidance of his adjutant, the group of powerful bosses in the company quietly lined up and left the private room.

Before leaving, Old Wu took one last deep look at the woman.

boom.

As soon as the adjutant closed the door, the general abruptly stopped playing with his scepter, his dignified expression vanishing in an instant.

He stood up and walked quietly to the woman's side. These "piglets" who were arranged to come to him through various channels were commonplace.

Basically, there are one or two cases every month, either Chinese people or business associations with large businesses in Myanmar who come forward to redeem people.

When he encounters a big boss who uses money to pave the way, he makes a small profit in the middle, not much, just a million.

For example, if the labor cost of an online gambling company is 300,000, he would quote a price of 1.3 million to a Chinese businessman, deliver the piglets to the port, and settle the payment and goods.

Alternatively, they might use connections with officials in China's border provinces, which involves personal relationships and would be taken very seriously by the general.

His wish was to deliver the person safely to their doorstep, even if it meant losing money. However, generally speaking, the Chinese side wouldn't accept the money for nothing.

Therefore, he had to symbolically ask for 100,000 yuan as ransom, even though he would have to pay the online betting company an additional 200,000 yuan for that.

Only in this way will China be satisfied.

In fact, both sides understood that this price was not enough to buy the piglets' survival. As for why, some things could not be said openly.

Because of this, people don't pay attention to details.

The general usually doesn't get involved in the first type of direct transaction; he usually leaves it to his adjutant, Min Lai.

For the second type of favor exchange, the general would personally handle every matter and dare not be careless in the slightest.

"Girl, you're suffering."

Ang Suling's eyes curved into crescents. This general, who had crawled out of piles of corpses since childhood, now had a gaze as gentle as melted honey.

His hoarse voice had a calming power.