Chapter 8 Dog Agent
In full view of the public, Cheng Qianfan never found any opportunity to warn in advance.
Therefore, he made up his mind to sacrifice Lao Mo.
In Cheng Qianfan's view, the fact that a **** like Lao Mo, with sores on his head and pus on his soles, can contribute to the revolutionary cause is a sign of smoke coming out of his ancestral grave.
The entrance to Room 315 of Shuanglongfang Apartment.
The police officers looked nervous and were making final preparations before taking action.
"Jin Tou, we have arranged it. There is someone under the window. Don't be afraid of him jumping out of the window. This kid has no way to go to heaven or earth." Ma Yishou reported to Jin Kemu in a low voice.
“Old Mo.” Jin Kemu whispered.
"Jin Tou, look at it." Lao Mo said with a smile. This guy has a good skill at sliding doors and picking locks. According to Lao Mo's own boast, there is no door in Shanghai that he can't open.
Looking at Lao Mo's triumphant eyes, Cheng Qianfan smiled coldly.
Lao Mo's uncle was Lao Hua. In his early years, he had taken a bullet for Chief Inspector Qin Detai. Later, he was retired due to illness and retired. What he missed most before his death was Lao Mo, his 'incompetent nephew'. That's why Lao Mo's three-light code can be used. He snuck into the patrol team and ate foreign food.
Everyone has always been polite to Lao Mo for Qin Detai's sake, but this guy is nothing. He cheats, kidnaps, takes cards, and does all kinds of evil. Even his uncle's coffin is said to have been defrauded by this bastard. It’s great to have fun, and it’s even less of a thing after becoming a patrolman.
Even the notorious patrolman looked down upon the actions of his colleague Lao Mo.
Those who can’t get to the table!
Slowly, everyone's attitude towards Lao Mo was to stay away from him: neither offending nor getting close to him.
…
In today's operation, all the other patrol officers were wearing standard police uniforms. Only Lao Mo changed into ordinary clothes. With this demeanor, he looked just like those Sanguang coders on the market who are eating and drinking.
Lao Mo is the fifth scumbag in the war. He is usually only responsible for opening doors and picking locks and not rushing in. Others have criticized this. Jin Kemu’s explanation for this is that Lao Mo rushes in and is equivalent to giving up his life. If he is caught by the other party, he will be killed. Hostages, do you want to shoot or not?
This statement... actually makes a lot of sense.
The target was room 313. Everyone moved slowly from the door of room 315 next door to the door of this room.
In terms of professional matters, Lao Mo's ability was beyond words. In only about ten seconds, the lock was opened silently.
Cheng Qianfan winked at He Guan, and he moved slightly forward half a step.
“Get ready!” Jin Kemu had already retreated to the back and shouted lowly, but he had not had time to say the word “Go” next.
I saw that Lao Mo, who had just unlocked the door and was about to get out of the way, was hit by someone. He bravely opened the door and rushed in first.
Wrong that bitch!
In addition to the instigator, other policemen were also stunned by this sudden operation.
However, everyone reacted extremely quickly and acted in a unified manner:
With a bang, they hid on both sides of the door with guns in hand, waiting with bated breath to hear the gunshots and... screams.
…
Zhuang Ze was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling blankly.
His heart was filled with contradictions and fears.
He wanted to escape, to a place where no one was around and to remain anonymous.
Zhuang Ze is very aware of the ruthlessness and hatred of traitors within the party, especially because his rebellion directly led to the death of Lao Liao, and the organization will definitely not let him go.
If you follow Wang Kangnian's instructions, you will be falling into a trap.
Just thinking of Wang Kangnian's hawk-wolf-like sinister eyes made him shudder in fear.
Ever since he took that step and betrayed the revolution, he knew that he had no choice.
Suddenly, there was a bang.
The door was knocked open.
Zhuang Ze was shocked. He jumped out of bed in a hurry, ignoring the pain on his body, when he saw a skinny man coming in.
"Who are you?"
…
However, now is not the time to think about this.
Looking at the young man in the room, Lao Mo confirmed at first glance that the target was correct. At the same time, his face showed a ferocious look, "The person who wants your life."
This is Lao Mo's experience in the world. Don't panic when encountering trouble. First, calm the opponent's momentum.
This sentence frightened Zhuang Ze to the point of panic. The first reaction in his mind was:
This is the organization's dog-fighting team to execute him!
Then before he could react, he saw that the man who had looked fierce just now was retreating instead of moving forward, moving to both sides as quickly as a dog.
The patrolmen who did not hear the gunfire immediately rushed in bravely.
Cheng Qianfan bravely rushed to the front, followed by He Guan, and then the others.
The patrolmen raised their guns and formed a siege, "Don't move!"
“Patrol and handling the case!”
"Put your hands up!"
…
From the moment Cheng Qianfan rushed in, his eyes were fixed on the man in the room. His eyes were penetrating, as if everything he looked at was full of vigilance.
“Police officers, you are here at the right time, this man broke into the house and committed murder.” Looking at the policeman rushing in, Zhuang Ze secretly breathed a sigh of relief and pointed at Lao Mo beside him.
As he spoke, he advanced instead of retreating. He subconsciously took a half-step forward so that he was completely surrounded. In this way, even if Lao Mo suddenly burst out, he would be unable to cause any harm to him.
It’s just that this move is a bit intriguing in the eyes of the patrolmen. Are you planning to get close and suddenly attack and hurt someone?
“Name?” Ma Yishou asked.
“Zhu Yuan.”
“What work do you do?”
Before the other party could answer, Cheng Qianfan suddenly rushed up and kicked him without saying a word.
The other party screamed after being kicked, but he did not fall down immediately. Instead, he took a few steps back and sat down on the bed.
Cheng Qianfan was about to pounce on him and beat him again, but he was squeezed away by the other policemen, and one of them directly handcuffed "Zhu Yuan" behind his back.
…
"do what?"
“Why should you arrest me?”
“What have I done?”
‘Zhu Yuan’ protested and shouted loudly.
“Pah!” Cheng Qianfan came up and slapped him directly. When he was about to slap him a second time, another patrolman came over and squeezed him away.
Cheng Qianfan cursed secretly in his heart. Seeing that this guy was not in danger, these colleagues rushed to get a move, lest they fall behind.
I saw Da Toulu taking a ball of rags directly from his pocket and forcing it into his mouth.
This is the experience of patrol officers in arresting red party members. It is not only necessary to handcuff them so that they cannot escape, but the most important thing is to gag them. Red party members are sharp-tongued and are best at beguiling ignorant citizens and causing a lot of trouble.
“Where did the rags come from? It smells like this!”
“Mom Cechem, Da Toulu, how many days have you not washed your socks?” He Guan went up and touched them, and then cursed.
Everyone covered their mouths and noses one after another. The big-headed Lu was so bad that she blocked her mouth with her smelly socks.
Seeing that the opponent was taken down, his mouth was also blocked. The most important thing is that he seemed to accept his fate and no longer resisted.
Cheng Qianfan was slightly disappointed. He planned to punch him a few more times.
Seeing Cheng Qianfan’s malicious eyes, Zhuang Ze was frightened and cursed in his heart, ‘I remember you! Dog agent! Black dog! ’
In Zhuang Ze’s view, this guy is obviously not a pure patrolman:
This is a counter-revolutionary policeman who hates the Red Party extremely!
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