Chapter 922

The tattooed man's cell phone is ringing!

There was only a text message on it, the content was: "The person in front of you has a problem, there are ambushes around, get out quickly."

The tattooed man narrowed his eyes immediately, and even his face changed!

He pulled Zhao Sanbao over, his eyes were a little hard.

Zhao Sanbao didn't know why.

The tattooed man took a deep breath and patted his face lightly: "Call the two little brothers outside, let's have a good talk."

Since there was an ambush, he had to think of a way to save his life.

It is safest to take one or two hostages.

Zhao Sanbao didn't know what happened, but he was still talking: "Will it be unsafe to let them in? What if they know something and go out and talk nonsense?"

"Go and call." At this moment, the tattooed man didn't feel that Zhao Sanbao was thinking about them, but instead felt that his identity was a problem, so he didn't let innocent people get involved.

Zhao Sanbao didn't care, he went out and waved to Bo Jiu and Qin Mo.

Qin Mo still put the cigarette butt in the trash can next to him, and said in a low voice, "There is a problem."

"Indeed." Bo Jiu's eyes also sank.

The two of them walked through the sand and sand of the building with one hand in their trouser pockets, looking handsome.

Zhao Sanbao was still thinking about how to get the goods.

I didn't expect his two little brothers to come in.

Someone over there locked the door behind him.

There was a click.

The tattooed man raised his head and looked at these three people. For some reason, Zhao Sanbao shivered with such eyes.

"Brother Long, this is..."

Zhao Sanbao hadn't finished speaking when the gun was pulled out by the tattooed man, scaring his whole face to turn pale.

"Dragon, Brother Long..."

The tattooed man was still wearing a mask, and he spoke very slowly: "Some of you have problems."

Hearing this, Zhao Sanbao instinctively looked in the direction of Bo Jiu and the others: "Brother Long, I'm stupid. I really didn't think that these two people would have problems."

"I'm talking about the problematic person..." The tattooed man suddenly raised his hand: "It's you."

When Zhao Sanbao was pointed at with a gun, his legs went limp.

When he was transporting drugs, he never thought that those who work with the dragon will eventually be swallowed by the dragon.

"Brother Long, how could I have a problem, I..."

The tattooed man didn't listen to him at all, his voice was very cold: "Search him."

"Yes."

The person next to him pressed Zhao Sanbao against the wall, and scanned him with a seemingly simple but professional metal scanning instrument.

"Dididi..."

When the voice sounded, Zhao Sanbao had no idea what happened.

"What is this?" The tattooed man's eyes turned cold: "And he said you're fine."

There was a click.

The shoes were pushed over heavily.

"Listen to my explanation, Brother Long, you..."

boom!

Before Zhao Sanbao finished speaking, the bullet shot directly through his chest.

It seems that killing a person is nothing to the tattooed man.

However, he didn't want to do it here.

After all, this is not in the Golden Triangle, and it would be very troublesome to be spotted by the police.

But Zhao Sanbao had been in contact with him for too long. If he was really bribed by the police, it would be unsafe to reveal his information. It would be better to silence him.

At this time, Bo Jiu and Qin Mo didn't move, as if they were two young boys who were frightened by the situation in front of them.

"Boss, what should we do next?" The person standing next to him asked, "Where are these two people?"

The tattooed man wiped the gun: "Sweep it too to see if there is any problem."

"Yes."

When the scanner slides over Thin Nine.

Qin Mo's eyes were a little turbulent.

"Boss, there is nothing."

No? Even Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man.

The eye contact between the two was invisible to others.

Bo Jiu lowered her head and didn't speak, but the half-curved corner of her mouth was covered under the shivering, which showed that she had made preparations in advance.

That's right, the bug on her body was transferred to the other party's body when the younger brother pushed her in just now.

And without anyone noticing...

Nothing was found on Bo Jiu and Qin Mo, and the tattooed man took another look at Zhao Sanbao who was lying on the ground: "Take this man out, hold these two together, and take them as hostages. There are policemen outside, so they can be treated as hostages." Life-saving talisman."

If the tattooed man had seen Qin Mo.

He would never make such a decision, but directly raised his gun to kill people.

It's a pity that he didn't know how difficult it was to deal with the two people he decided to tie up.

Everything that happened here was seen by the serious crime team.

Including that gunshot!

At this time, the reactions of all the members of the serious crime team were not as profound as that of the yellow bureau.

How did the other party notice the problem?

And what he noticed was the bait thrown by Qin Mo.

When Qin Mo and the others first arrived at this place, they sent him a text message, asking him to identify Zhao Sanbao and announce it to everyone, saying that he was a police informant.

It hasn't been long since the news went out, and the other party knows what they are doing.

What does this mean?

This shows that everything is as Qin Mo told him.

In the serious crimes unit, there is a problem...

Bureau Huang's eyes darkened, his mood was already bad enough.

But at this time, the new psychological criminologist is still boasting: "Now that the informant has a problem, it is enough to see how cruel the drug trafficker is inside. I will ask my friend in the United States to look up his background." , but according to his behavior analysis, ordinary locals would not be so ruthless and look like desperadoes, so we must not let them escape. As for the two hostages, go and find out if they are really Innocent people may be tricks of the other side."

Hearing this, Bureau Huang stood up abruptly: "The safety of the hostages must be well protected, and the rest are trivial matters."

"You mean that such a big drug trafficking case is a trivial matter?" The psychologist first questioned, and then raised his hands: "I understand, I understand, we must protect here first, and talk about the rescue plan first."

Bureau Huang knew that he and the foreigner couldn't get along, so he got off the command vehicle and went to the scene.

In the simple house, Bo Jiu and Qin Mo were tied together by a rope.

The feet were not tied, because they had to be taken away.

"Boss, what should we do? There are police everywhere outside?"

One of them was visibly flustered.

The tattooed man raised his gun and leaned against the window sideways. Looking at the movement outside, the corner of his mouth was fierce: "Go get a horn, let's talk to the other party about the conditions."

The man did as he was told, his palms sweating a little from nervous tension.

"What are you afraid of? Don't you know how many bombs are planted around here?" The tattooed man's eyes flashed viciously: "Whoever comes in will be killed."

Hearing this, Bo Jiu and Qin Mo, who were tied together, looked sideways.

The two have a good understanding.

The eyes are looking in the same direction.

It is a small remote control on the desktop.

There is no TV and air conditioning in this room.

In other words, the remote control is the key.

Bo Jiu and Qin Mo have always done things differently from others.

Otherwise, Bo Jiu would not have changed the deployment of the yellow bureau without authorization and transferred the bug.

The words of the tattooed man had clearly reached Bureau Huang's ears.

This time, the bug can only hear the content of the yellow bureau, so it is absolutely confidential.

But it was such a passage that made Director Huang, who was about to give an order, feel cold all over, and immediately said to the humanity who was about to rush in: "The mission is suspended, stand by!"

"What's the situation? Bureau Yellow, we must hurry up not only to save the hostages, but also to catch them. Time is very important." The new criminologist was wearing a suit, and it was a bit out of place to stand there.

Bureau Huang knew that there were spies in the serious crime team, but he couldn't tell about the bomb planted in the construction site.

Because once he said it.

The other party will doubt the identity of Young Master Qin and the boy.

If it is a hostage, there is no danger.

But if it was the police, the tattooed man would definitely kill one of them.

But if you don't say anything, how will you start the rescue.

Or... can I only trust that person's ability?

They don't even know where the bombs are buried.

But there are no fewer than thirty migrant workers on the construction site.

It will take time even to evacuate.

It is also unpredictable how much the explosion range around here is.

The most worrying thing is that there is a kindergarten next to the construction site.

Bureau Huang reached out and scratched his few hairs left: "Notify the superiors, A and others keep the situation confidential, and General Qin and I will directly report the current situation."

Special forces must be sent over.

Then select Remote Kill.

They need a sniper!

However, Director Huang hadn't picked up his cell phone yet.

A special soldier in camouflage uniform jumped out of a Land Rover off-road vehicle, carrying a long black package on his back: "Yellow Bureau."

"You are!?" Bureau Huang didn't remember such a person.

The special soldier said very little: "Coyote, Young Master Qin asked me to come, I think the Yellow Bureau should need a sniper right now."

As he said that, the special soldier stretched out his hand, and showed Bureau Huang his troop number.

That lightning logo.

Only those who stand in a high position know what it means.

Logo of international special forces.

How could it appear here?

Bureau Huang immediately stood up straight, wanting to explain the situation.

The coyote glanced sideways, and his tone was very calm: "I already know it all. You will need to lead the other party to the window when you are negotiating later, but it depends on the situation. Young Master Qin said that this person is a very important breakthrough. Try to capture it alive, I will check the situation according to the situation."

With that said, the hyena unpacked the package.

It was an M200?.408-inch sniper rifle, ideally capable of uncorrected shooting at a human head at a distance of 2,000 meters.

"Give the order."

Huang Ju, who was robbed of the opportunity to speak, believed that the other party was indeed found by Qin Mo. The key point is, how did he know that the drug dealer wanted to negotiate with the police! ?

The coyote frowned, and put down the sniper gun again: "The window is too small, it will be difficult to block the target, and it may not be able to kill the target."

Upon hearing this, Director Huang's expression changed again: "There are schools around here!"

"Yellow Bureau." Coyote lowered his voice: "At this time, I can only trust Young Master Qin."

Huang Bureau paused, yes, at this time, I can only trust that person.

The one who was able to subdue a serial murderer by himself in high school.

The new psych criminologist also knew the gun the coyote was carrying, and the conversation was much quieter at this point.

Because he realized that something was not quite right.

Obviously his consciousness came a bit late.

No one in the simple house cared about the two trembling people who were frightened.

The tattooed man has a total of five subordinates, all of whom are transferring goods and money.

Whether it is money or goods, there are so many people talking about it, they are packed in suitcases, layer after layer.

He would not notice the blade folded from the cuff of the thin nine.

The blade is small, but it is useful enough at this time.

The only person who noticed the boy's movements was Qin Mo.

It is said that the two have a tacit understanding.

It was because when Bo Jiu moved for the first time, Qin Mo's long legs bent over, perfectly covering him.

Even if someone turned his gaze away, he would see Qin Mo, not Bo Jiu's movements.

For Bo Jiu, handcuffs are more convenient than ropes.

After all, in this age, very few people would tie people up with ropes.

To put it simply, she is good at machinery, and it will take a little time to return to the most primitive.

Qin Mo knew that she was not good at this just by looking at the young man's expression.

With a flick of the finger, it means to give him the blade.

Bo Jiu raised her eyebrows, and the two touched each other.

It was also strange, the blade was in the hands of the Great God, as if it could be played with sparks, and within a dozen seconds, the rope tied to her hand loosened.

The two people who had regained their freedom did not immediately stand up.

Qin Mo's eyes glanced at the two men with guns, and then his eyes fell on the remote control.

Bo Jiu nodded.

Immediately afterwards, the two stood up at the same time!

The person closest to them was about to raise the gun when Qin Mo swept his long legs and leaned in. The blade slashed heavily on the wrist of the person holding the gun.

"what!"

The man's painful cry immediately attracted the attention of others.

Another person also raised the gun, but it was too late, the young man raised his long legs, and kicked him on the right hand accurately!

The strength was extremely heavy, and then one by one pulled closer, and with a click, the other party's knees bent and fell directly to the ground.

After completing these actions, the two flashed to the left at the same time.

For nothing else, just because the tattooed man turned around, he fired two shots in this direction.

The boy's movements have always been beautiful, described as flowing water.

The tattooed man cursed secretly, and his first reaction was to get the remote control.

At this time, Qin Mo had already got the gun, and just as the tattooed man was about to raise his hand, he fired a gun.

Bang!

The gunfire splashed.

The tattooed man withdrew his hand in pain.

The boy kicked the wall with his long legs, using the counter-impact force, he threw himself forward, put his palms on the table, rolled with the wind, and finally got the remote control in his hand!

But it wasn't over yet, the remaining three raised their guns at the same time, and they were about to come over and shoot at the boy...