You're supposed to be a security officer, what case are you solving?

Chapter 236 Chaos!

The person who was dragged out of the third-floor private room must have some influence in society, otherwise he wouldn't have been qualified to go up to the third floor.

These people, wearing only shorts, were ordered to squat by the wall with their hands behind their heads, not daring to move.

As for the scantily clad girls, they all huddled in the corner, guarded by Cai Ting and several policewomen.

He Jinbo gave the order to launch a full-scale attack. The head of the armed police detachment hesitated. If they used the Type 81 missile, the situation would escalate.

Yang Jinwen took a flashlight, swept it over the people squatting in the corner, and picked one up.

The man's eyes were glazed over, his expression was slumped, and saliva was dripping from the corner of his mouth.

It's obvious that there's something wrong with this.

The anti-drug squad members were very familiar with this situation. One of them stepped forward, stretched out his palm, and slapped the man's face hard.

"Can you speak?"

"Hey, I'm asking you a question! Can you speak?"

The man grinned, looking as if he were drunk, his eyelids drooping open.

Yang Jinwen released the man and said, "Search the private room!"

Several members of the anti-drug squad quickly entered the room, and a moment later, they took out the opened small bags from each of the private rooms.

These things were hidden under the pillow or in the closet. The armed police officers were in a hurry to arrest people and had no experience, so they overlooked them.

Yang Jinwen then used his flashlight to scan each person's face, and found that several of them looked wrong.

Besides resisting arrest with firearms, the Royal Water Club was indeed involved in poisoning.

The situation was clear, and the members of the Armed Police Detachment no longer hesitated; upholding the rule of law and protecting the property of ordinary people was their bounden duty.

Two tacticians immediately volunteered to launch a strong attack.

He Jinbo pretended to preach policies on the stairs, but before he could finish speaking, the other party didn't buy it at all. Gunfire suddenly appeared in the dark stairwell.

He Jinbo quickly pulled his head back and said to the two armed police officers behind him, "It's up to you!"

Without saying a word, the two young armed police officers pulled the bolts of their rifles.

"Crack!"

One person is leaning against the wall, and the other is leaning against the stair railing.

He Jinbo and Chai Tao each followed one person, while Yao Weihua and Maozi followed behind them.

When they reach a corner, instead of going out, they stick their guns out first.

The Type 81 rifle was pointed at the stainless steel door above, and the trigger was pulled without hesitation.

"Da da da da..."

The sound was extremely piercing, booming through the stairwell, accompanied by the sound of metal being struck: "thump thump thump thump..."

Sure enough, under absolute force, anyone can only cower like a tortoise. The dense barrage of bullets kept the enemy from even showing their face, offering no effective resistance whatsoever.

After a round of bullets, they had gone halfway down the stairs when two armed police officers unloaded their empty magazines and took out new ones from their waists.

During this time, He Jinbo and Chai Tao stood guard with their guns, keeping a close eye on the movements behind the door. If anyone dared to show their face, they would not hesitate to riddle them with bullets.

After the young armed police officer changed the magazine, He Jinbo said, "Comrade, fire at the lock!"

"okay!"

The other person raised his gun, and his companion tacitly moved the muzzle of his gun into the dark corridor.

"Da da da da..."

Another round of bullets was unleashed, sparks flying from the stainless steel door, accompanied by a series of sharp, teeth-grinding thuds.

Just then, his companion blinked and, by the light of the sparks, saw someone peeking out of the corridor.

"Da da da da..."

Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger, and the bullet whistled through the air.

"what!"

At the same time, a shrill scream echoed through the dark corridor.

He Jinbo pressed the flashlight button, and a beam of light shone on a person lying motionless in the corridor.

"jingle!"

The lock on the stainless steel back suddenly fell off, whether due to the impact or being hit by a bullet.

He Jinbo instructed, "Go upstairs."

Immediately afterwards, two young armed police officers rushed forward with their guns, and the people behind them turned on their flashlights.

Amidst the chaotic footsteps and the blinding beam of a flashlight, He Jinbo kicked the door open.

No matter how well the teamwork was going before, this is the most dangerous moment.

If the other side has something lethal, then we're doomed.

However, even without hostages, they cannot afford not to rush in; the longer they delay, the more difficult it will be to handle various aspects.

He Jinbo is an impatient person. He doesn't want to engage in any more long-winded negotiations or preach any policies. He just wants to arrest and crack down on those who need to be arrested.

The corridor on both sides of the fourth floor was lined with rooms, and when they rushed up there, the first thing they did was kick down the doors.

The door was kicked open, and the armed police officer pointed his gun and shouted loudly.

"do not move!"

"Put the gun down! Put it down!"

"Hands on your head, squat down with your hands on your head!"

"Hey, you by the window, crouch down!"

After a moment of chaos, everyone was subdued.

After Yang Jinwen went upstairs, the lights in the corridor and the room were turned on.

With the light, He Jinbo and the others felt much more at ease.

The fourth floor has a total of six rooms, each with a nameplate on the door. These include the chairman's office, the finance office, the reception room, and the tea room.

The person lying in the corridor, Yao Weihua reached out and touched his neck, saying, "He's still breathing."

He Jinbo said, "Get him to the hospital quickly!" Several people came up, picked up the pistol that had fallen to the ground, and then lifted the man up and ran downstairs.

There was a person squatting in front of the table in the tea room, who had already been subdued by the armed police.

In the chairman's office, a woman with striking looks was squatting beside the sofa, her hands clasped behind her head, her head bowed.

A middle-aged man wearing glasses and a navy blue suit was also squatting by the window.

Behind him, the window was open, and the night breeze blew in, causing the curtains to flutter.

At that moment, several plainclothes officers who had been waiting downstairs ran in, each carrying a suitcase.

"Deputy Captain He, Captain Yang, Captain Chai, these two boxes were just thrown downstairs."

"open to take a look."

Two suitcases were placed on the coffee table; the suitcases had combination locks.

He Jinbo looked at the woman squatting down: "What's the password?"

The woman pursed her lips and gave him a cold look.

This glance made He Jinbo a little flustered; the other person was indeed very beautiful, with a pair of watery eyes.

No wonder that bastard Ding San insisted on barging into the women's bathroom five years ago.

He Jinbo felt a tickle in his throat. He coughed twice, and just as he was about to speak, Yang Jinwen spoke up: "Your name is Gong Zhen?"

The woman still didn't speak.

Silence is acquiescence.

Yang Jinwen ignored him and walked to the window, grabbed the man with glasses by the back of his collar, and pulled him over.

"What's your name?"

“I…I am Qian Ming.”

"Are you an accountant?"

The man glanced at the woman beside him and nodded.

Where is Ding San?

"I don't know, I haven't seen him for several days."

After saying that, he immediately pleaded, "I don't know anything, I'm not with them."

Yang Jinwen pointed to the two leather suitcases on the coffee table, then looked at the luxuriously decorated office and asked, "Tell me, what are the combination keys for the suitcases? And where is the safe in this office?"

"I……"

"Think carefully before you answer me. If you don't tell me, then you're in cahoots with them!"

You should know what they did wrong. You're in charge of finances, don't risk your life!

"236, 721."

Upon hearing his answer, Maozi and Qibin each took a suitcase and prepared to turn the gears on them.

As everyone watched, Yang Jinwen's eyes narrowed: "Don't move!"

This statement came out of nowhere and startled the cat.

"what happened?"

Yang Jinwen pointed the gun at the accountant and said, "Let him drive it. You all get out of here!"

Maozi and Qi Bin hadn't reacted yet, but He Jinbo, Chai Tao, and Yao Weihua, the three old hands, suddenly realized.

The armed police officers inside immediately understood and moved several steps away.

He Jinbo shouted, "Put the suitcase on the coffee table, everyone move away."

He pulled the accountant over: "You do it!"

"Me?" The accountant swallowed hard.

"What? You don't want to?"

"Yes, yes." The accountant squatted in front of the coffee table, fiddling with the gears in his hands.

He Jinbo and the others took a few steps back and stared intently.

After the gears finished turning, the lock on the box popped open with a "click".

The accountant turned her head: "Open it?"

He Jinbo ordered, "Open it!"

Under the beam of the flashlight, the first box was opened, and it was full of cash, stacks of bright green hundred-yuan bills, even more than Old Cui's.

The box is one meter square and as deep as a hand.

The stacks of banknotes bound in white paper were not neatly arranged; they must have been placed in a panic.

A rough estimate puts the amount at no less than one million.

He Jinbo said, "Open the second box!"

The accountant crouched down and moved two steps, muttering to himself as he turned the gears on the second box. Once opened, the box contained money on one side and… on the other.

Only then did everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

The money and the goods have confirmed that Ding San committed illegal and criminal acts.

He Jinbo shouted to his men, "Get someone here, take photos quickly, and collect evidence!"

Tonight, the money seized from Old Cui's mansion and the Royal Water Club totaled over two million.

This is a considerable amount. You should know that a criminal police officer's monthly salary is only four or five hundred yuan, and He Jinbo's income is a little more, but it is only a little over eight hundred yuan.

Two million is an astronomical figure for an individual!
Those who hang out in the underworld really do make more money than criminal police officers; no wonder they keep calling each other "cops."

Immediately afterwards, the accountant and Gong Zhen were taken away for questioning. In addition to the two of them, there was also a thug who was caught in the tea room.

Yang Jinwen was in charge of interrogating Gong Zhen, and the interrogation was conducted on the spot.

The woman sat on the sofa with her legs together, hands on her knees, and head bowed. Cai Ting and Maozi were guarding her from behind; they could reach out and press down on her shoulders.

Yang Jinwen sat in the chair opposite her, staring at her as he asked, "Gong Zhen, wasn't your ex-husband named Yan Jun? Five years ago, he sold sporting goods across from the Teachers' College. Where is he now?"

Upon hearing this, Gong Zhen raised his head, his pupils suddenly contracting!
(End of this chapter)