Breaking Through the Clouds: 36.Chapter 36
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Jiaxing Processing and Packaging Mould Factory covers an area of three hectares, the main factory building is two floors, and the surrounding area is mostly logistics warehouses and a few office buildings.
The sniper can confirm that the kidnappers that have appeared inside the factory are three people, and the hostages are staying somewhere on the second floor, but they are unable to determine the specific location.
In order to avoid alerting the kidnappers, the special police and criminal investigation vehicles were all kept away from the scene. Only the communication vehicle disguised as a freight company drove into the corner of the street opposite the factory. The bureau led the negotiation expert from the provincial government to take command in person.
"The operatives were divided into two groups and entered the factory area from east and south respectively. The specific action routes have been marked separately. One group of potential targets is the roof of the factory building. After the observers confirm the location of the hostages, they send out a signal. The captain and special police officers used ropes to carry out a window-breaking raid."
"The first principle of the special police is to grab hostages and avoid firefights if they can be evaded. Yan Xiu, your task is to take two groups of personnel to guard the passages from the second floor to the first floor of the factory. After the captain snatched the hostage, he immediately responded and covered."
"If in one in ten thousand cases, the operatives are exposed to the kidnappers and the hostages are taken by violence; then I order the second group to quickly evacuate without irritating the gangsters, and at the same time try to lure the kidnappers, and create for the snipers Conditions. Does everyone understand?"
Lu Ju's chubby round face no longer has a trace of kind eyebrows and good eyes, as if Maitreya Buddha finally showed the majestic true face. The voices of Yan Xiu and Kang Shuqiang sounded in the communicator at the same time: "Understand!"
"The second group understands!"
"Lu Ju," the provincial chief Chen also followed this time. Sitting in the command car, he couldn't help saying: "This operation is very important. In case of any mistake, the hostage... "
"Old Chen--" Lu Ju said earnestly.
There was a thud in everyone's heart.
"You have to have confidence in our public security officers and our special police officers—ah, I believe, first of all, our actions are aimed at perfection, with the greatest effort, the most rigorous preparation, and the strategy It despises the enemy and attaches importance to the enemy tactically; secondly, in the area of hostage rescue, the Jianning City Public Security Bureau, from top to bottom, leaders at all levels attach great importance to persistent training and resolutely implement the relevant thinking and guidance of the Ministry of Public Security... "
Why did you provoke this surnamed Lu to speak!
Several other experts glared at Chen Chu. Chen Chu wanted to cry without tears, and covered half of his mouth to pretend to be a gourd.
19:45pm
The sky is getting darker and the street lights are on.
The entrance to the first floor of the factory building, a hidden place inside the flowerbed.
"Hey, Lao Yan," the lowered voice of Director Huang from the other channel of the headset, said: "What did you just ask me for? Why did you locate your own chip?"
Yan Xi is wearing a body armor, his shirt cuffs are rolled around his elbows, and he holds a gun tightly against the corner of the wall. He glanced back at the colleagues scattered in various hidden spots, and said softly while holding down the headset: "Let you check you Just check, don’t talk nonsense."
Huang Xing: "Hey, why are you so fierce, do you check your girlfriend for cheating? Oh, I don't have a girlfriend for you."
Yan Xiu: "..."
"Hey, I persuaded you to lower it down. It's almost a small Internet celebrity. You see your own conditions are just like that. You also ask people to be your soul confidant, and whoever is with you is not in the pants. Is the confidant in the belt? The girl is not blind?"
Yan Xiu: "………………"
The special police in front stretched out his hand from the outside of the corridor and gave instructions to move forward. Yan Xi rushed into the corridor with a bow, like a silent arrow in the night, just listening to the headset, Director Huang said with great interest:
"Look, the consequence of refusing to lower the conditions is that a red apricot will come out of the wall. Your chip has moved."
Yan Xi almost smashed into the air.
"Stop it!" Huang Xing reported happily: "Stopped 20 meters away from the original coordinates!"
"..." Yan Xiu said coldly: "Please don't talk to me if you move less than 500 meters." Then he raised his hand and dialed back to the communication channel, turned around the corner of the stairs, and shot forward. With a sweep, the left hand decisively issued a "continue to advance" command backwards.
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The time is pushed back three minutes, outside the warehouse.
Han Xiaomei watched Jiang Ting open the door of the Grand Cherokee, stepped out of the car, full sleeves, and walked towards the silver-gray Mercedes that she had driven without looking back.
"Lu...Lu Lulu..." Han Xiaomei, who stayed here as a jailer under the orders of Deputy Yan Detachment, was almost crying. She wanted to stop but she didn't dare to step forward. Finally she mustered the courage to hold her back. Three words: "Mr. Lu......"
Jiang Ting opened the door of Daben: "What's the matter?"
Han Xiaomei was glanced at by the dark pupils on his handsome and icy face, she couldn't say anything immediately, she just shook her head with her mouth pursed.
Jiang Ting got into the Daben cab and slammed the door.
At that moment, countless heroic postures of the anti-Japanese war martyrs flashed in front of Han Xiaomei, from the heroic bombing of the bunker to the self-blocking of the muzzle, from "comrades follow me" to "the proletariat is standing up"; the bright red five-star red flag is in Shenzhou University Flying high above the ground, the blood of the revolution has been in Han Xiaomei's heart for a long time!
Jiang Ting pulled out his data cable from the glove box, began to charge the phone, and then looked up.
In front of the front of the car, Han Xiaomei opened her arms, her expression was firm, she was blocked in the middle of the road with a big font, a heroic expression of complimenting my corpse first if you dare to go.
"..." The two looked at each other for a long while.
Jiang Ting smoothly touched two chocolates, poked his head out of the car window, and said suspiciously: "...Would you like to come up for a break and have a candy?"
Han Xiaomei: "...oh."
Han Xiaomei narrowed her mouth, stepped forward to take Jiang Ting's candy, and got into the back seat of the car.
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19:50pm
There was a light in a room on the second floor of the factory building, and a sniper mirror was faintly visible in the sniper mirror with people shaking in the night sky 100 meters away.
"Report the command vehicle. This is the surveillance point A. There is a target activity on the east corner of the second floor of the building, and it is impossible to distinguish kidnappers or hostages. The sniper angle is not good. Over."
"Understood, continue to monitor." In the command vehicle, Lu Bureau paused in the worried eyes of several experts, "-- Xiaokang, did you hear that?"
On the roof of the building in the dark, well-trained special police are perfectly concealed in the night. Kang Shuqiang grabbed the rope and crawled on the ground: "Yes, one group will move towards the target direction."
"Yan Xiu?" Lu Ju asked instead.
"—I understand." On the corner of the corridor on the second floor of the factory building, Yan Xiu knelt on the ground with a gun. Only the cold light from the corner of his eyes gleamed in the darkness: "The second group has blocked the three main roads separately. Ready to respond at any time."
Lu Ju nodded and took a long breath.
"What should I do now, Lao Lu?" a provincial expert asked in a low voice.
Lu Ju's seemingly chubby and harmless face did not move, and said lightly: "Wait."
The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind. In this static to freezing situation, the kidnappers are eagerly waiting for the synthesis of drugs, the hostages are delaying time waiting for rescue, the special police ambushing at various hiding points are waiting for the opportunity to break in, and the snipers are in a high place and the surrounding night is integrated; no one is there. Dare to act rashly and break the dangerous balance.
Take a move and move the whole body.
The walls of the "laboratory" were palely reflected by fluorescent lamps, and the hour hand on the wall clock gradually pointed to eight o'clock.
Chu Ci turned off the instrument, took off his goggles, and raised his head almost to hit the muzzle pointing at the back of his head at close range
Three drug dealers stared at him with piercing eyes. Wang Le couldn't wait to point his gun at him and asked: "Can you do it?"
"...something difficult." Chu Ci's voice was extremely hoarse, "but mass production is possible, and the cost is relatively lower than that of traditional morphine drugs."
Chi Rui glanced at the eye technician, who nodded to confirm.
"Hurry up, then!" Wang Le was overjoyed.
Chu Ci's throat slipped slightly, as if he had swallowed something hard—in fact, he hadn't drank water for a long time, and his throat was very dry when he spoke.
"Lack of equipment." He lowered his eyelashes and motioned to the surroundings at random, saying: "Your laboratory, even the production of methamphetamine | propylamine is not standardized, it turns out to be cooking and synthesis in two lines in parallel. In case of bad luck An explosion occurs during the cooking process. The mixed pseudoephedrine|xanthine and red phosphorus will generate a large amount of toxic phosphine gas when heated. At that time, everyone will not be able to escape, and all will die. If you want to synthesize this kind of rare in the market Many professional equipment are indispensable for new fentanyl compounds."
Several drug dealers looked at each other and reached a consensus in silence after a while, and Chi Rui went out with a gun in his hand.
The technician coughed, walked up to Chu Ci, and handed him a bottle of water.
"Thank you," Chu Ci answered politely, "I am not thirsty."
He was afraid of addictive substances in the water.
The technician didn't care, pulled a bench and sat in front of him, and asked: "How old are you, the offspring?"
Chu Ci said: "Twenty-one."
"Twenty-one-year-old offspring." The technician nodded. He himself is a black and thin middle-aged man in his 30s and 40s. He seems to be a little confidant: "——I heard Ding Jiawang say Your family is very difficult, but your academic performance is very good, isn’t it?"
Chu Ci did not deny it.
"Your student has never been out of society. I probably don’t know our chemistry majors. Even if you graduate from a prestigious school, you can get eight|nine thousand every month. It’s a smoke from your ancestral grave—the kind you are in Beijing. Place, what can eight|nine thousand do? Buying a house or marrying a wife, is it enough to bring my parents to Beijing from an early age?"
"Look at me, I am also a chemistry student, so I mixed up like this." The technician spread his hands and pointed out: "Ding Jiawang, you know, a big company engineer, isn't it awesome? To tell you the truth, he only got more than 10,000. If it weren’t for our business, what would he use to pay for his wife and daughter, and what would he use to repay the mortgage and car loan? Young man, if you study so well, you have made a mistake in chemistry. Okay!"
"It's okay," Chu Ci said lightly, "I am a chemistry major who is directly recommended by the Olympics."
Technician: "..."
The technician probably cursed something in his heart, but on the surface he restrained it.
"Yes, you think it's okay now, but when you work out of society, you will know how unfair this world is. Those who are officials and businessmen are not greedy and which are not illegal? How much? All murderers and arsonists are at ease. Let's make some medicine and sell some money by our own ability. As long as we don't kill people, do you think the police will really catch us?"
Chu Ci remained silent for a long time, his face showing a trace of vacillation.
The technician saw that he was not so stubborn, he was slightly pleased, and he took the bench and moved forward: "Student, I will tell you about it. We are definitely going to run away next, and you obediently cooperate with us. , In the future, let’s find a small place to stay in the south, and when the experimental equipment you want is built, how much money you make is not close to you? Really made the "blue gold", you are a living **** of wealth, who Don't give you a good offer?"
The technician turned around and cast a wink at Wang Le.
"Oh, you guys, what are you doing with these useless things!" Wang Le deliberately snorted, went to the lower level of the chemical storage cabinet in the corner to drag out a worn-out travel bag, and threw it in front of Chu Ci. The stack of renminbi suddenly shook out from the mouth of the bag.
"Useful on the whole point, top students, these are all yours!"
Chu Ci stared at the thick pile of pink cash, before turning away his eyes for a long time, as if he was struggling intensely in his heart.
There is a play! The two drug dealers were overjoyed.
"Hey, what are you doing, Pharaoh, isn't this insulting? When we make blue gold in the future, this little money is not enough to send the beggar!" The technician said, drew closer and took a picture. He patted Chuci on the shoulder and deliberately lowered his voice: "By the way, student boy, haven't you been in love yet?"
Chu Ci didn't speak, as if tacitly agreeing.
The technician said: "I think that dishonest girl from the Ding family seems to like you a lot. Here, you can cooperate with us. The eldest brother will let you give her to you today, how about it?"
Chu Ci's eyebrows jumped, and the door opened. Chi Rui, who had just gone out, stood at the door, striking his gun against Ding Dang's head!
Ding Dang's flushed cheeks seemed to have been slapped a few more times. He wanted to cry but didn't dare. He stood tremblingly, and cast him a crushing look for help.
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——At the same moment, somewhere in front of the residential building to be demolished hundreds of meters away.
"I want it all, wrap it up for me."
The last remaining apples and pears on the cart have either wrinkled skins or worms, and no one has passed by for a long time. Originally, the hawkers gave up hope, and planned to sell them in half an hour, so he packed up and took them home, and made an excuse to eat it for dinner. Unexpectedly, he was in a daze, and suddenly a patron came, let alone. Bargaining, not even asking for change.
The hawker beamed his eyebrows. For fear of the guests' regret, he quickly packed up the plastic bags, wiped out the bits and pieces, and handed them forward with a smile.
The guest reached out and took the plastic bag.
——Huh? The hawker was a little careful.
The weather in early May, why is this man still wearing leather gloves?
Thinking about this, he picked up the cart and prepared to leave, and subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the guests.
The back of the street lamp cannot be seen clearly, but the customer seems to be quite young, from head to toe wearing black clothes and black leather shoes that almost melts into the night, carrying a very large briefcase in his left hand, looks like he just got off work An office white-collar worker, but his face is staggered and staring, as if he hadn't seen him nearby.
The hawker was thinking about it, but suddenly the customer seemed to feel something and turned his face.
"...!"
The moment his eyes were facing each other, a chill suddenly rose from the bottom of the hawker's heart, like a rabbit being stared by an eagle or a frog being watched by a snake. There was a trembling in the evening of early summer.
Then the guest raised his chin and said: "Why, not enough money?"
——The attitude is so casual.
"No, no," the hawker waved his hand quickly, saying that I was curious about so many things, so I didn't want to look any more, pushing the cart and hurried home.
Until the figure selling fruit disappeared at the end of the night road, Ajie smiled slightly, took out an apple, wiped it, and took a bite. The rest was thrown along with the plastic bag and turned around. Walk to the residential building.
20:00pm
The night wind roars from the sky, and the residential buildings are on the top of the sky.
Ajie looked at the processing mold factory in the distance, put down the "briefcase", opened it, and began to assemble the sniper rifle in an orderly manner.