Animal Detective

Chapter 387 The defense is broken

Xinglemeng City Public Security Bureau Digital Command Center.

Director Huang Mingjie is personally overseeing the operation, gathering information from all sides, directing and mobilizing police forces from various banners to launch a massive manhunt for the criminals.

Even helicopters were deployed.

In the entire Suihar region, only Xingle League has police helicopters, a total of three.

One of them was a rescue helicopter, not suitable for search and capture missions.

The remaining two AW109 helicopters were deployed.

A discovery was made, but only one perpetrator was found.

This is far from enough.

The provincial department's requirement is that not a single criminal is allowed to escape.

No, you must not!
If they run away, everyone has to take responsibility.

It's a little past six o'clock now, and it's already light outside.

The two helicopters have already returned twice and have just set off again.

The AW109 helicopter has a cruising speed of 250 kilometers per hour and a maximum endurance of 4 hours.

The search radius is 500 kilometers, which is enough to cover the entire Xingle League and the border area.

The only problem is that Xingle League covers an area of ​​230,000 square kilometers!
In such a vast area, without knowing where the target is, finding a person is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

So the current command center is mainly doing one thing.

Based on the timeline and the other party's means of transportation, try to estimate how far they can go, delineate the area, and then allocate resources accordingly for a targeted search.

"A feint attack, huh? They're even using military strategy now." Huang Mingjie threw down his pen, his expression serious.

Political Commissar Li He stood beside him, arms crossed, staring at the huge map in front of him.

After a moment's thought, Li He said, "I think this possibility is reasonable if Sangbu is their accomplice. That explains why we couldn't find him despite sending so many people to search repeatedly."

There's a mole inside, leaking information.

"So now that Sambu has disappeared, it is highly likely that he was trying to cross the border with the criminals. They now have motorcycles, know the terrain, and have enough resources to evade our pursuit."

Huang Mingjie remained silent, his eyebrows furrowed into a deep frown.

The border area has been mobilized and is under strict surveillance; theoretically, the other side shouldn't be able to escape.

But what if.

The border is too long, hundreds of kilometers.

Especially in the northwest of Xingle League, which is a transitional zone between desert and grassland, there are large uninhabited areas, the kind of areas where you might not see a single person even after walking one or two hundred kilometers.

As they were discussing this, Huang Mingjie received a new message.

The perpetrators were spotted, and a rough escape route was determined.

Huang Mingjie immediately circled it on the map and then asked how it was discovered.

After hearing the reply from the other end, his expression suddenly turned strange.

"It really is to the west." Li He glanced at the location, and it was indeed to the northwest of Xingle League.

He hurriedly asked how it was discovered.

Huang Mingjie hurriedly gave instructions, then hung up the phone, his expression becoming increasingly strange.

"Director Huang, what do you think? Which unit discovered this? This deserves a commendation!" Li He said excitedly.

The key issue now is that we can't find anyone.

Once the target is identified, there's no way the person can escape.

Huang Mingjie looked puzzled, hesitated for a long time, and then said, "Bird!"

"What... thing?"

Li He didn't react in time.

Huang Mingjie shrugged, his mind a complete mess, unable to explain clearly, and said, "Let's talk about it after we arrest them."

Li He nodded slightly, but he was inwardly puzzled.

Birds? The kind that fly in the sky?
Two police helicopters, one of which was numbered 15061, received orders and immediately turned and flew northwest.

There were 6 people on board.

The two crew members and four passengers were all special police officers.

The helicopter was flying at an altitude of 200 meters.

This altitude balances search range, visual observation, and the clarity of the optical pod.

Even the special police were using high-powered binoculars to observe left and right.

The captain has received the latest search coordinates, which are near the border, and has designated a narrow search area for them.

It extends southward from the border.

"Was it discovered by the border patrol?"

"That's not right. The border guards spotted us and just arrested us. Why are they making us search them?"

"That's true, but if they're still letting us search, how do we know the criminals are here?"

The captain and first officer exchanged a glance, both puzzled.

But that's the order.

And soon another order came.

During the search, you could try to observe whether there is a white falcon.

Then you can follow the falcon.

Birds?

The captain couldn't help but look up at the sky.

Blue sky and white clouds, where can you find birds?

Moreover, if he remembered correctly, falcons fly at an altitude of a thousand meters, so his own flight of two hundred meters was simply no match for them.

"What does this mean?" the co-pilot muttered.

The captain shook his head and decided to head straight for the border and search from north to south.

In about half an hour, the helicopter flew over 100 kilometers and was the first to arrive at the target border area.

This area is now under control.

Below lies the renowned Danxia landform, with low peaks stretching into the distance like a spider web, crisscrossed by ravines, all a deep crimson.

In some ravines, in the shaded areas, you can still see the snow.

The helicopter circled overhead, searching southward.

The earth was vast and yellow.

To put it bluntly, this place is a barren desert; as far as the eye can see, there is absolutely no sign of human habitation.

Within the designated search area, the helicopter zigzagged southward for over ten kilometers before suddenly spotting a black dot on the distant horizon, heading this way.

"Holy crap, is that it?" the co-pilot exclaimed.

The captain saw it too, immediately changed direction, and flew over.

Before even getting close, the optical pod had already zoomed in and spotted the target.

Motorcycle, two people—that should be their target.

On the vast grassland, with a wide field of vision, the two men spotted the helicopter flying towards them, then suddenly turned and headed west.

While informing the command center and reporting the coordinates, the co-pilot excitedly gestured to the captain.

The captain lowered the altitude and pursued at high speed.

There's not a single shelter on this vast grassland; if you could escape, that would be a miracle.

In an instant, the helicopter roared past the motorcycle.

The loudspeaker on the motorcycle also emitted a sound, signaling the motorcycle to stop immediately and undergo inspection.

The dust kicked up by the helicopter blew all over Sambu's face.

He slammed on the brakes and asked in a panic, "Dawag, what do we do?"

The older brother behind him, Dawag, suddenly raised his gun, grabbed Sangbu by the neck with one hand, and pressed the gun against his head with the other, shouting, "Don't come any closer, I have a hostage." He wanted to reunite with Sangbu for two reasons: first, to facilitate their escape, and second, to use him as a hostage in a critical moment.

"Dawag, I'll fuck your mother!" Sangbu shouted angrily.

He threatened me the whole way, and kept pointing a gun at me.

Okay, Sangbu accepted reality.

But now they're using themselves as a shield, really thinking they're easy to bully.

He pretended to struggle, but Dawag quickly stopped him: "Don't move, this is just for them to see."

As he spoke, he shouted at the helicopter again.

But from so far away, who could hear it?

Dawag ignored him and gestured for Sangbu to leave quickly.

The rear door of the helicopter suddenly opened, and a SWAT officer holding a sniper rifle pointed it downwards.

A warning blared from a loudspeaker: if they didn't stop, they would open fire.

Three warning shots, and those below run even faster.

Upon receiving orders, the SWAT team members promptly fired warning shots.

With a loud bang, a stone on the road ahead of the motorcycle was hit by a bullet, sending fragments flying everywhere.

Dawag ignored him completely and urged Sangbu to drive faster.

Sangbu was in a complete panic and cried out, "Dawag, surrender!"

"Hurry up!"

Dawag pressed a gun against Sambu's head.

surrender?

Regarding his own crime, poaching should only be punishable by up to five years.

But now.

They broke into the police station camp and violently robbed it.

They even attacked Liao Lei, almost strangling him to death; it wouldn't be a problem to classify it as attempted murder.

Moreover, its nature is extremely malicious, and all of them are displayed at the top level.

In this situation, with multiple crimes combined, the sentence would be life imprisonment at the very least.

He didn't want to spend his whole life in prison abroad. The border was just ahead, and he could survive as long as he ran away.

With the help of the helicopter's image transmission system, the command center was able to see the fleeing criminals in real time.

Huang Mingjie felt much relieved.

The next question asks whether to fire again, for example, at the motorcycle tire.

However, there is a small problem: Sambu's situation is still under investigation, and it has not yet been confirmed that he is an accomplice of the criminals.

It's all just speculation.

Firing a shot from a hovering helicopter could potentially injure Sambu.

"Not urgent."

Huang Mingjie calmly sat down.

So many people were mobilized, and so much manpower and resources were wasted, all just to deal with these two.

Now that the two are practically in our grasp, we should at least let them experience what fear is.

Li He and Huang Mingjie have been partners for many years and know each other very well. He glanced at the big screen and said nothing more.

The four sides have formed a pincer movement, truly trapping them like turtles in a jar.

The two people on the scene looked quite "impressive".

Helicopters provided escort.

Sangbu's face was filled with terror, and Dawag kept urging him to ride faster.

He wanted to twist the accelerator all the way to the floor.

In a panic, he didn't see the ground clearly, and the front wheel of the motorcycle ran over a rather large rock, causing it to swerve violently and slide a long distance away.

Sambu was slammed to the ground, the pain making him see stars.

The motorcycle was nearby, its tires still spinning wildly.

Dawag was also badly injured and could barely get up.

The helicopter roared overhead.

The dust kicked up covered their faces. Dawag struggled to his feet and rushed to help the motorcycle.

He intended to abandon Sangbu and run away, but as soon as he started the engine, he suddenly realized that running away alone would be giving the police an opportunity to shoot him.

He immediately ran back and grabbed Sangbu.

"Get up and run!"

Sangbu was in pain all over and waved his hand weakly, saying, "I'm not running anymore, you run by yourself."

Dawag tried to pull him up, but Sangbu wouldn't cooperate and just lay sprawled on the ground like a dead fish; he couldn't be dragged at all.

The helicopter hovered overhead, repeatedly calling out to Dawag to surrender.

Dawag grabbed Sambu's arm and tried to drag him into the car.

After dragging it for a few meters, she turned her head to look at the motorcycle again, and was so desperate that she almost cried.

He pulled out a gun, pressed it against Sambu's forehead, and roared, "Are you going to run or not!"

Sangbu remained silent, only shaking his head helplessly.

Dawag was so angry he wanted to shoot him dead.

But if I destroy him, I'll have no leverage left.

But in other words, what good is having leverage—negotiating with the police?

If you ask the police for a car, will they actually give it to you?
With that breath gone, Dawag's body went limp and he collapsed to the ground.

He wasn't stupid; he knew that in this situation, once he was discovered, there was no way he could escape.

Looking up at the clear blue sky, Dawag felt no regret or remorse, but a thought inexplicably popped into his head.

I wonder how much that falcon will sell for.

Anyway, they told me that the starting amount was one million US dollars.

But how many can actually be sold?

There's another million US dollars. That's a lot of money; it should be enough to fill a travel bag.

In a daze, Dawag wasn't sure if he was seeing things, but in the depths of the sky, he saw a black dot.

It looks like... that falcon!

Fifteen minutes later, several military off-road vehicles arrived.

Half an hour later, a bunch of police cars arrived with sirens blaring.

Surrounded by soldiers, Dawag slumped to the ground, his head tilted back, staring fixedly at the sky.

He has confirmed it; it is indeed the falcon.

It kept hovering high in the sky.

It's so close, it feels like you could reach out and grab it.

Just then, a young man got out of one of the police cars. Dawag immediately recognized him as the man surnamed Shen.

At this moment, the falcon that had been circling in the air seemed to see a relative, and swooped down, landing steadily on Shen Xin's shoulder.

Dawag confirmed that the videos he saw were real, and the falcon had somehow attached itself to Shen Xin.

But why?

He suffered so much on the grasslands for this falcon, and now, even his younger brother has been sacrificed.

And what happened? You ended up getting all lovey-dovey with a complete stranger.

Seeing the falcon rubbing against Shen Xin's cheek, Dawag completely broke down. He felt even more frustrated and upset than if he hadn't escaped and had been caught.

(End of this chapter)