Actors have no vacation

Chapter 161 The Police Story ([-])
"Beep beep—"

A police car drove quickly on the street in the early morning, as if rushing to go somewhere, the tires rolled up water droplets from the wet ground.

In the city washed by the rain, all colors are stained with a dark color.

The light reflected on the potholed street filled with water, seemed to reflect another fragmented world, and a drop of rain was a turmoil.

It was still drizzling, and there were hardly any people on the street.A few wandering social gangsters seemed to have just come out of the bar, one by one, with their shoulders crossed, walking around.One of the gangsters looked at the whereabouts of the police car and said loudly that he couldn't walk, so they fought on the spot, called the police, and took them to the police station.The people around said it was a good idea, but some people seemed to be awake and laughed strangely, saying that there are so many of us, we should wait for the police cars to come and take them away, "It's too slow, it's better to wait for the bus! "The rest of the punks burst out laughing when they heard this.

A few passers-by tightened their pockets, bowed their heads, and avoided the gangsters from a distance.The attitude that more things are worse than less things couldn't be more obvious, as if the police car that passed by just now didn't become the confidence for them to walk normally.

The audience felt sad.Guess this is a manifestation of the consequences of the failed arrest operation at the warehouse.

In the Red Mask's plan, he wanted to edit what happened in the factory warehouse that day and use hacking techniques to spread it widely.Now looking at a corner of the street scene on the screen, he can see the whole leopard from a glimpse, and the red mask has already achieved his goal.The police force is insufficient, the gangsters have lost awe of the police, and the residents have also reduced their trust in the police.

How is Zhang Jiaju?The audience thought.

They still remember that at the end of the previous scene, the red mask blew up the factory, both to cover the tracks and as a cover for escape.Many police officers were buried inside.As the protagonist Zhang Jiaju, it is definitely not so easy to die.But knowing that there is a kind of pain in the world that makes life worse than death, the audience is very worried about Zhang Jiaju.

"Uh."

A gangster was suddenly hit from behind.

Turning around and looking, it was a drunkard, even more drunk than them, with his head lowered and swaying, bumping into him without looking.

Zhang Jiaju staggered a few steps, nearly fell, and quickly protected the wine bottle in his hand.

The audience almost didn't recognize Zhang Jiaju.At this time, he had messy long hair that hadn't been cut for more than a year, an unshaven beard, a swollen face drooping loosely, and a wound that he didn't know where to get on the corner of his mouth.Those eyes, the firm and cold eyes that used to be, are completely gone now, only empty and numb.It is completely different from the past.

From Zhang Jiaju, people can not only see the passage of time, but also the will to be defeated.

When a sharpshooter starts drinking and a skill that relies on stability becomes out of control, you know he's dead.

The gangster who was hit by Zhang Jiaju felt as if he had been touched by a pile of feces, and he couldn't help cursing: "You fucking don't have eyes when you walk?"

Zhang Jiaju raised the wine bottle, took a sip in his mouth, and a sip flowed from his chest, and walked forward without heeding, passing one gangster after another.

The question was ignored, and the gangster felt that he had lost face in front of his companion, so he kicked him angrily.

Zhang Jiaju swooped forward a few steps, flapping his hands like wings a few times, but he didn't fall down. After turning around, he instinctively stood with his legs interlaced and put on a fist fight.

However, in the next second, he took the initiative to put down his hands, stood up straight loosely, and without knowing why, he even poured wine on the gangsters around him.

This splash was seen as a provocation to war.

Seven or eight gangsters rushed forward, punching and kicking Zhang Jiaju.

Zhang Jiaju fell to the ground, spread his limbs as if he wanted to die, and let others beat him, he let out a muffled groan from inside his body.

In several chaotic and shaky shots, the audience saw a touch of happiness in Zhang Jiaju's numb eyes.As if craving pain.

Think about it too.Zhang Jiaju, who never misses, confidently led his team to arrest five criminals, but the whole army was wiped out, none of the criminals were caught, and his own side suffered heavy casualties.In particular, his girlfriend handed over his younger brother to him, but he ignored his brother-in-law's advice to "wait for support", let his emotions occupy his brain, and insisted on chasing him.Not a good brother-in-law, let alone a good captain.He is usually called "Detective", "Gun King", and "Instructor" by his colleagues, but in the end he lost completely in the field he was most proud of, and even a brother could not be saved.Living alone in the world is like being in hell.

Zhang Jiaju's downfall is not all because of the police force's punishment, but also because of his self-punishment.

Zhang Jiaju, who was beaten and did not fight back, soon had a bruised nose and swollen face, his face was covered with blood, and his facial features could not be seen clearly.His consciousness began to dissipate, leaving only a relieved expression on his face.

Under the control of alcohol and emotions, the gangsters hit the head, regardless of whether they would kill people.

Passers-by on the road only dared to watch this scene from a distance, and did not dare to dissuade it.Someone kindly called the police, but the police car couldn't show up soon.

Just when the audience suspected that Zhang Jiaju was about to be beaten to death, a young man suddenly appeared, knocking down gangsters one after another with his punches and kicks, his skills were extraordinary.While playing, he was still reciting the law, saying that he was exercising his legitimate right of self-defense, acting bravely for justice, and eliminating harm for the people... In the blink of an eye, all the gangsters fell to the ground and groaned.The young man didn't give up. He lectured the gangsters one by one, asking them whether they were worthy of their parents and the society.

Before Zhang Jiaju lost consciousness, he heard the applause around him and the faint sound of police sirens in the distance.

As if hearing the most reassuring voice, he closed his eyes.

When he woke up again, Zhang Jiaju was already on the hospital bed.

It was bright outside the window, and the surroundings were full of excitement.

Suddenly in such an environment, Zhang Jiaju didn't panic at all, as if he was used to waking up from the hospital bed often.

He squirmed a few times first, feeling the pain all over his body for a moment, with inexplicable loss in his eyes, and then just stared at the ceiling, silently in a daze.He didn't want to find water to drink when his mouth was dry, and he didn't want to wipe off the secretions in the corners of his eyes. He just kept himself still and let his soul rot.Waking up seems to be a kind of torture for him. Only by giving up his feelings can he continue to live in a human form.

"Fifty? Sister, are you kidding me, you look like thirty at most!"

"Oh hehehehe, you young man can talk, here, I'll give you a pear to eat, it's fresh, just picked in the morning."

Zhang Jiaju, who fell into nothingness, suddenly heard such a conversation, the voice was very close, as if the speaker was sitting beside the bed.

Turning his head suddenly, Zhang Jiaju saw a young man sitting abruptly beside his hospital bed, with his back to him, chatting cheerfully with the person in the next bed, laughing and holding two pears.

"Who are you?" Zhang Jiaju asked the young man hoarsely.

The young man had very sensitive ears, he turned his head when he heard the faint voice, immediately put down the pear, stood up and saluted, and said that his name was Duan Xiaofeng, and he was his new partner arranged by the police force.After finishing speaking, he graciously picked up the water that had been prepared from the bedside table and gave it to Zhang Jiaju.

Looking at this young, enthusiastic and energetic young man in front of him, Zhang Jiaju looked in a trance, as if thinking of someone, his eyes were full of nostalgia and sadness for a moment.Blinking back to his senses, Zhang Jiaju lowered his head and took a sip of water, holding it for a long time like drinking alcohol, and then said: "You go and apply for a replacement. I'm on vacation, and it's useless to follow me."

His eyes dimmed, and Zhang Jiaju added: "It's easy to die if you follow me."

Duan Xiaofeng lowered his head and peeled the pears, saying: "I'm not afraid of death."

Zhang Jiaju's downcast eyes seemed even more sad.

Duan Xiaofeng continued: "I've seen that video. After knowing about that operation, many people watched the jokes of our police. Several high-level officials were sacked; many front-line workers in the grassroots near the capital were transferred to civilian jobs, and some even did not become policemen. When I was afraid of being caught playing some ghost game, my family members were pointed at gunpoint; when I went out and walked outside, I told others that I was a policeman, and others would look at you meaningfully. I know all of this.”

Zhang Jiaju's eyes fell on Duan Xiaofeng, as if he was asking, since you know all about it, then why do you come here now.

"These are all temporary." Duan Xiaofeng peeled the skin, took out a knife from his pocket, and said while cutting the pear: "No matter what kind of political system the state power is, it is impossible to be flawless and not to be abused. But our country has been strong until now because it has a self-correction system.

You are on vacation, so you don't know that after that operation, the police force has started a nationwide rectification.There are also a series of reform measures at the grassroots level. The voice of the masses is valued, the law is enforced according to the rules and regulations, and the personal information of each policeman is kept strictly... The society is making fun of us for our taint, but we should admit our mistakes and correct them. The corrections have been made, the stains have been washed away one by one, the image has been reversed a little bit, and the team has been reunited little by little. "

The pears were cut a few times, but Duan Xiaofeng started to eat them by himself, from time to time, he stared wide-eyed and made gestures to the elder sister in the next bed, expressing that the pears are really delicious.

"But there is still a stain, no matter how much you wash it, it can't be washed off. If it stays there, it will always remind the police how useless it is." Duan Xiaofeng puffed up his cheeks and said solemnly: "Two months ago, these masked bastards did another I sacrificed many colleagues, but I still haven’t caught them. If they are not completely eradicated, this stain will remain forever, and the people’s trust in the police will never be sufficient, and criminals will follow the example, be bold, and continue to flow So..." Duan Xiaofeng finally remembered that Zhang Jiaju was the patient. He forked a piece of fruit with a knife and handed it to Zhang Jiaju: "The police force needs you to come back."

Zhang Jiaju took the knife silently, neither ate nor spoke.

Duan Xiaofeng is like an unattended puppy, opening the window and packing up things, his hands and feet are nimble, and he is very busy.

After a while, Zhang Jiaju put the pear aside and asked, "Why are you looking for me? I already..." I have already lost so badly.Zhang Jiaju replied with a sigh and tight lips.

"Of course it was to catch those bastards. For more than a year, we searched for various people, but no one succeeded. The biggest results and clues were all obtained by you a year ago. Now that we have tried various Everyone has failed, so why not find the one who is most likely to turn defeat into victory among the losers." Duan Xiaofeng expressed with his eyes that Zhang Jiaju is the one who is most likely to turn defeat into victory.

As soon as the past is mentioned, those failed experiences and painful memories will violently tear Zhang Jiaju's heart.

These memories were things he had tried to avoid recalling for more than a year.Like gauze wrapping the wound and finally scabbing with the wound, not tearing it is a heart disease, tearing it apart is bloody and bloody, and taste the pain again.Zhang Jiaju clutched his chest, almost having difficulty breathing.

Duan Xiaofeng knew very well how much damage his words could bring to Zhang Jiaju, but he insisted on doing so. "Facing the pain directly is the first step to get rid of the pain." He said softly.

Zhang Jiaju closed his eyes, not knowing if he listened or not.

The camera flashes back to the end of the operation a year ago.The factory warehouse was blown down. I don't know whether it was luck or the gangsters' intention to show mercy. The corner where Zhang Jiaju was located had the fewest bombs. He and some policemen were lucky to survive.When Zhang Jiaju was fished out in ashes, he refused to go to the hospital and insisted on staying at the scene. He dug up the bones of his colleagues in the ruins, and was forced to stop until his hands were covered with blood.As soon as he stopped, he didn't know what to do. He just sat in a daze among his brothers covered in white cloth, living as if he were dead.

Zhang Jiaju was terrified at the thought of leading his team to face those masked gangsters again.He wrapped himself tightly with a quilt, turned his back to Duan Xiaofeng, and said weakly: "... find someone else."

A detective and an old policeman showed his back to others, showing that he had lost the courage to face difficulties directly.

Zhang Jiaju's spine had been broken in that confrontation with the red mask.

Duan Xiaofeng had no choice but to let Zhang Jiaju not rush to make a decision, think about it first, and he will come next time.

"That's right." Before Duan Xiaofeng left, he suddenly thought of something: "Your girlfriend came to see you just now, and she asked me to tell you that today she made dinner and waited for you to come over."

In a word, Zhang Jiaju, who was drowning in sadness, was brought back to reality.

That night, Zhang Jiaju took care of his appearance after a long absence, shaved off his beard, and treated the injuries on his face.But the shabby clothes and desolate temperament are still not decent.He stood in a certain downstairs corridor and hesitated, hesitating whether to go upstairs to meet the appointment.Suddenly, his girlfriend and Duan Xiaofeng came down from upstairs. "I knew he was already downstairs." Duan Xiaofeng said proudly, if he had a tail, he would be wagging it right now, begging for praise.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Jiaju was more shocked than confused.

Duan Xiaofeng sniffled and joked with a smile, saying that Zhang Jiaju's disinfectant water is used as perfume, which is really amazing.

But under Zhang Jiaju's cold eyes, Duan Xiaofeng had no choice but to explain why he came, saying that he was just here to give something, so he left.

When passing by Zhang Jiaju, Duan Xiaofeng quietly handed him something.Zhang Jiaju knew at the first touch that this was the jade pendant he wanted to propose at the beginning. "It fell out of your pocket yesterday. I forgot to return it to you during the day today." Duan Xiaofeng said.

It seems that after that action, Zhang Jiaju not only stagnated in his career, but also stagnated emotionally.The planned marriage proposal ended without a problem, so he had to keep the jade pendant with him all the time.

"It's not too late now." Duan Xiaofeng didn't know whether he was talking about himself or Zhang Jiaju, and then left.

Holding the jade pendant, Zhang Jiaju went upstairs and entered the house with his girlfriend who was waiting for him.The house is warmly furnished and is a haven of relaxation.Sure enough, the girlfriend made a sumptuous dinner waiting for him.After the two sat down, they didn't talk much at first. The people who hadn't seen each other for a long time seemed unfamiliar everywhere, but after all, they were too familiar to talk anymore, and their tone gradually warmed up.When we talked about the recent situation, the topic inevitably began to talk about the escape and waiting for this year.

According to his girlfriend, the past is over, the dead have passed away, and the living, life will continue.She said that those brothers must be more happy to see that one person is still alive than to sacrifice all together, especially Zhang Jiaju. "They know you, trust you, and believe that if you live, you will take good care of the family they left behind. They know that you will treat their parents as your own parents; treat their wives as yourself sisters; treat their children as if they were their own."

Zhang Jiaju's face that had been numb for a long time finally came alive.

"So if you hurt yourself like this again, will you disappoint them?" The girlfriend held Zhang Jiaju's hand, and there was a wound on Zhang Jiaju's hand that he didn't know when. "Ale's child is going to elementary school, and Xiaohui's mother is not in good health..." She knew that her lover was in a quagmire and was about to pass through her mouth and nose, but she gently moved him little by little. pull ashore.

Listening to his girlfriend talking about trivial matters, Zhang Jiaju gradually burst into tears.

Just when the audience thought that Zhang Jiaju's soul was about to be awakened, he pulled out the hand held by his girlfriend, hugged his head, and said with difficulty: "But I still can't forgive myself. I killed them all because of me .”

"You didn't kill them." The girlfriend left her seat and hugged Zhang Jiaju: "It was the criminals who killed them. You are also a victim."

However, Zhang Jiaju just shook his head with mournful eyes, and shook his head weakly, hesitant to speak, as if he wanted to say a lot but didn't dare to say it.For example, the details of the original actions, such as his arrogance that killed half of his colleagues, and his cowardice, hesitation and panic, which made him lose three games in a row without saving a single hostage.

But in the end, Zhang Jiaju didn't say anything, just escaped out of his girlfriend's house.Only the lonely girlfriend was left sad in the warm home alone.

The audience felt a tightness in their chests, and felt so embarrassed and pitiful.

A broken home.

Brother dies.

Zhang Jiaju is alive but addicted to the past and cannot extricate himself.

While digesting the grief of losing a loved one, the girlfriend watched her lover fall helplessly and helplessly.

Three people, all in hell.

Looking at Zhang Jiaju who left his girlfriend's house on the screen and went to the bar to drink, Wu Yan wished he could rush in and grab him by the collar to show him the people around him.But he remembered that his elder brother said that when some people face difficulties, they will choose to escape, because escape is the easiest option.Zhang Jiaju used alcohol to escape from reality, even if there was no alcohol, he would use other means to escape.For example, when actively provoking gangsters to fight, they may feel that death is the ultimate relief.

and many more……

Thinking of the look in Zhang Jiaju's eyes lying on the ground, Wu Yan thought of the flash of relief and relief in the eyes when the red mask was operating outside the high-rise building and jumped to the sky with his arms open not long after the film started.

Those two pairs of eyes are really similar.

Wu Yan is not sure, if Zhang Jiaju and the red mask both want to destroy themselves, then... what is the red mask trying to avoid?

Thinking this way, on the screen, the camera turned to the red mask.

In everyone's imagination, the red mask who broke the back of the police with his own strength should have been high-spirited and triumphant.

The result is not.

In a luxuriously decorated room, Red Mask is sleeping on a bed.Without a mask, he has a quiet face, so all his ferocity and wildness are restrained.Faced with this good boy's face, no one would have guessed that it was such a young man who was cruel and merciless, committed many major crimes, and the number of policemen who died in his hands was appalling.

Suddenly, the fierce quarrel between a man and a woman woke him up from his sleep.

"The police station in the west of the city is vacant. Why can't you let your son go? Do you care about your son?"

"I don't care? Then do you care? You spend every day, either in the beauty parlor with those girls, or flying around abroad to buy a bunch of things that you don't have. Your son has become the trash he is today, all Because you mother didn't teach it well!"

"I'm better than you in everything! I didn't teach well, what about you, did you teach well?"

"I'm busy with work. If I don't work, who will support this family?"

"Work? How much money can you bring home all year round?"

"Don't quarrel with me, I don't have the same knowledge as you."

There was deep disgust in the eyes of the red mask, and he covered his head with the pillow irritably.

However, along with the quarrel, a certain footsteps became louder and louder, and they quickly attacked the red mask from off-screen with full of malice.

A hand suddenly pulled him up from the bed.

"Get up! You know how to sleep! Just like your mother, you know how to fool around at night!" The middle-aged man wore a high-level police uniform and slapped his head with a red mask.

Then the audience saw that the cruel and vicious bandit was beaten up and down in one fell swoop.With the skill of the red mask, it is not a problem to take the life of the middle-aged man within three seconds, but at this time, because his body was too frightened, his body instinctively cut off all external sensations, froze into cement, and his eyes endured the pain in a daze. .

The audience was dumbfounded.

"Not a single case can be solved! I can't find any reason to promote you!"

"It's been a few years, and you're still a police officer?"

"Where do you want me, the head of the department, to put my face?"

"You're a waste, you're just waiting to die, you don't look like me at all!"

The belittling and verbal abuse were accompanied by beatings, like a gust of wind and rain, slapping the red mask's body and mind.

After quite a while, the middle-aged man was happy, and then he tidied up his sleeves and left with lingering anger.

After the middle-aged man left, a middle-aged woman dressed in exquisite fashion walked in.Sitting next to the dazed red mask, he calmly comforted his son a few words, cursed the middle-aged man just now, and then sat down and said a few words. The woman looked at her watch and was about to leave.Before leaving, he stuffed a handful of tens of thousands of pocket money into the hands of the red mask, and asked him to go out on vacation and relax.

And the red mask remained expressionless from beginning to end.

When he was alone in the whole family, the TV in the living room played the news on its own.In the news, the middle-aged man, who had a ferocious face just now and was ready to commit violence, was now well-dressed, talking about the many achievements since the reform of the police force.

These words and sentences are like blunt knives, every word cuts the heart of the red mask.

In the sound of the report on the TV in the living room, the images flashed past all kinds of crimes that happened in this family.

A group of middle-aged people came to the house and presented exquisite antiques to the middle-aged people, and the middle-aged people accepted them with a calm smile.

There are middle-aged people in the study, using certain cases in their hands as bargaining chips to exchange political interests with other high-ranking officials in police uniforms.

There was a child who was naked in the winter, his hands were handcuffed, and he was beaten by a middle-aged man with a belt. There were bloodstains all over his body. The child was trembling and refused to cry.

The child's angry eyes overlapped with those of the red mask.

The audience finally knew why the red mask hated the police so much. Growing up in such an environment, it would be strange not to grow into a monster.They no longer know what to say in their hearts, just like seeing a word problem with incomplete conditions, it is too light to sum it up with a simple sentence.

Unable to listen to the ridiculous propaganda report on the TV in the living room, the hatred in Red Mask's heart needs to be vented.

As soon as the camera turned, he came to the boxing ring of the internal police gymnasium, surrounded by some colleagues in black short-sleeved police uniforms.

The red mask is on the ring, struggling left and right. It seems that he is not good at fighting, and he only has to be beaten during the whole process.The colleague who was his opponent didn't even think about being merciful. The red mask was beaten so quickly that his nose bleeds, and the referee called to stop.Colleagues around laughed at him, "Obviously I can't be beaten, but I always come to get beaten." The red mask pretended not to hear it, but when no one was paying attention, he licked the blood that was half of his face red, and let out a long breath , finally suppressed the tyranny in his eyes.He is enjoying the pain.

When the red mask returned to the police station, he had already turned back into the low-key, ridiculous, and good-for-nothing son of the director of the trash.

However, to his surprise, he saw Zhang Jiaju.

After Zhang Jiaju came out from his girlfriend's house last night, he went to a bar and drank bitterly. He drank harder than before, which meant that the conversation just now had actually affected him.

After a few drinks, Duan Xiaofeng appeared out of nowhere, pretended to order a glass of spirits, took a sip, and his expression suddenly crumpled into a piece of paper. He said that he actually understood Zhang Jiaju.Zhang Jiaju sneered and retorted, you can understand me.Duan Xiaofeng said, I have an older brother who was a special police officer and died in a warehouse operation a year ago.Zhang Jiaju's expression froze, his eyes dodged a little, and he wanted to take a big sip of wine immediately.Duan Xiaofeng held down Zhang Jiaju's wine glass, and said, I didn't come to slap you, nor did I come to scold you, I came to take revenge, my parents and I lived a year ago, I think we must seize Those bastards, my parents and I can let go of this matter.Otherwise, there is no difference between being alive and dead.

"If you don't want to live anymore, why not die on the road of revenge with me?" Duan Xiaofeng extended the invitation with a smile.

With the words in his heart, Zhang Jiaju finally agreed half guilty and half impulsively.

Early this morning, I came to the sub-bureau with Duan Xiaofeng to record the fight with a group of gangsters in the early morning.

This branch happened to be where Red Mask worked.

Seeing Zhang Jiaju, the red mask seemed to see a toy that was accidentally discarded but found again.

After making the decision to take revenge, Zhang Jiaju's spirit has changed a little, and his demeanor as a detective back then has slightly recovered.

"Interesting." The red mask chuckled twice, and said lightly, "The game begins."

20 meters away, as if hearing these words from afar, Duan Xiaofeng suddenly turned his head and stared at him.

Zhang Jiaju asked him what happened.Following Duan Xiaofeng's line of sight, it was a corner of an office area, where a young man with a calm demeanor and meticulous work was sitting.

"I don't know why." There was no smile on Duan Xiaofeng's solemn face: "I just can't help but want to care about that person."

The policeman who led the way looked at it and laughed: "Your intuition is quite accurate, that Wu Ze is the son of the director."

Duan Xiaofeng and Zhang Jiaju were taken aback for a little bit, they didn't believe that the director's son could sit here.

As if guessing the suspicion of the two, the policeman looked around and explained in a low voice: "It's just that the director doesn't like him a little bit." Afraid of being taken as a backstabber to slander others, he quickly added: "He doesn't fit in very well, he has a weird temper. , I have to muddle along at work, and I don’t have much motivation.”

"The temperament is a bit different." Zhang Jiaju nodded, not taking it seriously.

Duan Xiaofeng glanced at the red mask a few more times, shook his head, and followed Zhang Jiaju to take notes without further entanglement.

After the transcript was finished, the two were about to start their revenge.Going to the General Administration, Zhang Jiaju canceled his vacation.The old boss asked him why he didn't continue to take the vacation, Zhang Jiaju replied that he had enough rest and introspection, he wanted to catch the mask gang.The old boss praised Zhang Jiaju's thinking, but then said, "Many new faces in the team were transferred from other places, so we should get used to it well." It means that if Zhang Jiaju wants to participate in this case again, he can only join in as an ordinary police officer, not as a commanding officer.Zhang Jiaju has no objection to this.

Talking back to Duan Xiaofeng, Duan Xiaofeng was very dissatisfied, and urged Zhang Jiaju to investigate the case by themselves.

Zhang Jiaju, who has always been easy to talk, snapped Duan Xiaofeng's shoulder, stared at Duan Xiaofeng fiercely like a knife, and said, "Remember, you are not allowed to act without authorization. You must follow the rules and regulations."

Duan Xiaofeng was silent for a moment, nodded, and said he understood.

Zhang Jiaju let go of Duan Xiaofeng and went to the war room.

As soon as the two walked in, everyone looked at them, and the busy people stopped their movements, as if time had stood still for two seconds.After everyone recovered, the voice of discussion in the room was obviously lowered a few degrees.Everyone paid attention to Zhang Jiaju openly and secretly, and it was not difficult to guess from the expressions, they were all surprised similar to "why is he here" and "how dare he come".

Zhang Jiaju restrained himself from paying attention to these things, he observed around the war room, there were whiteboards, all kinds of information on the members of the masked gang, and the information on the crimes they committed.

Zhang Jiaju stood in front of these materials, greedily absorbing and updating the information.

"What are you doing here?" A middle-aged man who was about the same age as Zhang Jiaju came over aggressively.

"Catch the thief." Zhang Jiaju looked a little guilty, but he still insisted on standing here.

"You still have the nerve to come back? Do you still have the face to come back?" The new captain gritted his teeth and stared at Zhang Jiaju, his forehead almost touching Zhang Jiaju's.

"I know that I made a mistake. I haven't forgotten it for more than a year. I also know that I am thick-skinned in life, and I wish I could die right away. But now let me die, I am not reconciled, and I have to be caught if I die. Those bastards will die."

Zhang Jiaju's eyes were red, and he stared at the new team leader unflinchingly: "I'm here, I don't want credit, I just want them to sentence me."

The new captain stared straight at Zhang Jiaju for a few seconds, and finally acquiesced in his existence.

The people around immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Do you have any ideas?" Although Zhang Jiaju was demoted and came here, the new team leader still admitted Zhang Jiaju's experience in handling cases.He pointed to the whiteboards standing upright and asked.

Zhang Jiaju quickly entered the state.The one-year blank period didn't seem to blunt his brain.

"They are very familiar with the police force and know the execution and process of each operation; they are very sensitive, they should have eyeliners, and they are also the headquarters; they have been trained and are familiar with firearms and fighting; they hate the police..." Zhang Jiaju combined these information and concluded Out: "It is very possible that some of their members are policemen."

The new captain nodded in agreement, this is what they discussed.Hypotheses are one thing, but confirmation is another.He said that in the past year, he couldn't catch the lurker's tail. "We have investigated all the good fighters and shooters in the police force across the country, and they can all be ruled out." "Before, we made up a few false information and asked the eyeliners to pass them on to their parents so that we could lay an ambush. The result It’s useless, there’s no trick there.”

After Zhang Jiaju listened, he said: "Fighting and shooting, you must hide if you can, otherwise it will be too conspicuous. As for the dissemination of false information, why the other party is not fooled? It may not be because the other party has seen through the trap, but it may be because...the other party does not appreciate it." interest."

What does the new captain mean by asking.

Zhang Jiaju brought together the whiteboard of all the cases committed by the masked gangs.

"From the very beginning, their level of crime has been gradually escalating. They are testing their upper limit of ability, and it is also because the threshold of stimulation has increased. The action a year ago..." Zhang Jiaju paused, and continued, "One year The previous operation was their biggest operation. There were traps, games, and homemade bombs."

The new captain got it.Compared with the warehouse operation with a large number of people, the false information arranged by myself is indeed small.

"The breakthrough point is this eyeliner. If you find him, you can catch bigger fish along the line." Zhang Jiaju said.

The new captain agrees, but the problem is how to catch it. It's impossible to really restore the warehouse operation again to arouse the interest of the mask gang, right?
Zhang Jiaju said to try to find out the eyeliner first, "Being an undercover agent is a lot of pressure, and you are still an undercover agent for a mask gang." He asked the new captain: "Can the medical records of the psychological consultation room of each branch be transferred?"

The new captain shook his head: "It was reformed half a year ago. All police officers' information is kept confidential, and information related to privacy is more stringent."

"What about the medical insurance records? You don't see a psychiatrist, you take medicine quietly." Zhang Jiaju asked.

"Transferring information across units may be very slow," said the new captain.

"Then we can only adjust the monitoring to see who has received psychological counseling before and after the incident." Zhang Jiaju had no choice but to use a stupid method.

The new captain said: "This time is estimated to be a long time."

"If it doesn't work, there is another way. The effect will be faster, but there is only one chance." Zhang Jiaju said.

Everyone immediately pricked up their ears.

"Take me as a bait." Zhang Jiaju stared blankly at the whiteboard of the warehouse operation, looking at the details, and said, "They played so big that time, half of them came for me."

"In that operation, the reason why I didn't die was not because I was powerful, but because they thought I was a sign of the police force. They didn't want me to die so easily, and they didn't want me to become a martyr. They thought I was half-dead alive, and became a A live joke can hurt the police force even more."

The war room was quiet, and everyone just listened silently.

"So, if they know that I'm not broken, and declare war on them again, they will definitely fight." Zhang Jiaju is very sure.

"Then shall we fight?" a police officer timidly asked.

Everyone thought of the insane game last year, and they couldn't help being afraid.

Zhang Jiaju glanced at everyone's expressions, shook his head, "No." He was obviously afraid of repeating the same mistakes, he had learned a painful lesson once, and he would not easily let his colleagues take risks again.

"As long as we find out the informant, the initiative is with us, and many things will be simple." Zhang Jiaju said.

The people in the war room had already accepted Zhang Jiaju, and one of them raised his hand and asked, after more than a year, the informant did not provide any useful information, so can such an informant still catch fish?
Zhang Jiaju nodded: "If [Red Mask] is a policeman, and he is quite capable, then he must also know [Chronic Stimulation Method]."

Duan Xiaofeng quietly asked the policeman next to him: "What does this stimulus method mean?"

The other party explained that this is a common trick used by informants. When they (informants) are pinned down and asked to provide information, they are often very cooperative at first, but later, when they find that even providing some useless Information, and when you are safe and sound, you will gradually feel that the police are easy to deceive.They began to take chances and withhold valuable information, hoping to spend it until the day the police lost interest in them.

"That guy will never let this happen." Zhang Jiaju looked at the photo of the red mask pasted on the whiteboard and said, "He is a narcissistic and conceited criminal who pays attention to details and likes to play with people's hearts. Such a person, They will definitely not let the eyeliner get out of control, so the informant's thread must still be in their hands. The informant will definitely contact them as soon as he gets such a big information."

The new captain secretly clenched his fists.The other members of the task force were also excited by Zhang Jiaju's proposal, feeling that the case finally had a direction.

The audience sitting in the theater finally felt that the story was evenly matched and exciting.

Before the police were suppressed and beaten by gangsters, their strength was out of balance.Now that Zhang Jiaju has recovered and returned, everyone is united and finally began to counteract the bandits.

In the tense background music, the task force's demining plan began.Zhang Jiaju made a high-profile return first, and conducted an internal review and speech at the General Administration, expressing that the case had made a major breakthrough.Then one night, the special task force suddenly organized a large group of policemen to set off from the headquarters to carry out the task, and the police cars drove out one after another.

In fact, the action was fake. Before getting into the car, they deliberately spread the location of this mission.The car that drove out was just wandering around the headquarters.

Zhang Jiaju and the others made arrangements and used communication equipment to monitor, preparing to see which text messages were sent from the vicinity of the headquarters within 10 minutes after the mission location was distributed.

In 10 minutes, thousands of messages were intercepted.Take pains to filter one by one.

Caught three eyeliners.

After the police took down the eyeliner, they controlled them, took over the mobile phone, and continued to send text messages to stop the family, and then the network technology team tracked the number and located it.

In the anxious waiting, I don't know how long it has passed.

"Bite!" a police officer from the technical department shouted.

Everyone in the task force was so excited that they almost didn't shout out.

The person who contacted the eyeliner was in a hotel in Beijing.

This is the first time they have caught the tail of the mask gang in a year.

Early the next morning, the action began.

……

"Butterfly, what does the boss say?"

"He already knows that Zhang Jiaju has returned to the police force."

The young woman, code-named Butterfly, was sitting by the French windows, flipping through a certain medical journal, and eating breakfast.

The decoration of the hotel where she stayed did not match her appearance.But a few hand-drawn maps scattered on the ground and the buildings next to the window revealed the reason why she chose to live here.

"Zhang Jiaju is also very good, and he hasn't collapsed yet." The one who spoke to Die Die was a young man surrounded by three computers. Whether he was talking or eating breakfast, his eyes were fixed on the screen, just like a computer guy. "Those informants said that Zhang Jiaju seems to have taken over our case again, and he made a speech a few days ago to declare war on us, but he went to raid Old Tang's casino in the east of the city last night, hahaha, those stupid spectators deserve it Compare."

"False shot... Zhang Jiaju is not such a character." Die frowned slightly, always feeling that something was wrong, "Forget it, let's ask the boss when he comes."

She stretched and continued to read medical journals.

"Just wait and ask the boss about everything." The computer man said.

"I'm willing." Butterfly accepted her companion's ridicule with a lot of shame, but she still reserved more shame for her favorite boss, "Oh, I can't meet until he gets off work, time flies so slowly. Ah." She looked at her watch and wailed.

"If you're bored, play games first." The computer man suggested in a puzzled manner.

Butterfly ignored him.

"What day is it today? There are so few people outside." Butterfly looked at Lie Yang, and casually looked out the window while applying sunscreen.

"Saturday?" The computer man looked at his phone, "Saturday."

Butterfly saw that several children originally wanted to walk down the road downstairs of the hotel, but when they reached the intersection, they were stopped by a big sister wearing a peaked cap, and raised the camera in her hand, as if saying that there was a studio behind Filming is in progress.

Butterfly looked at it for a few seconds, then suddenly took a few steps back from the window, and said to the computer guy, "Clean up."

"What's wrong?" The computer man tidied up the equipment swiftly despite his confusion.

"It doesn't feel right." Butterfly picked up the pistol from under the pillow, took the magazine out of the bag and put it in his pocket.Then I packed some obvious personal items into the bag and planned to leave.

Open the door and go out in no hurry.She used the camera function of her mobile phone to observe the situation in the corridor.

As a result, a few well-trained and fully armed special police officers were photographed, silently groping over from the stairs.

Butterfly closed the door calmly, and said to the computer guy, "We are blocked."

"What to do, what to do!" The computer man panicked to death, "The boss hasn't left work yet, and everyone else is still on the way!"

Butterfly told the computer guy not to panic. She sent a code word representing danger to several companions, while walking to the window of the room, and took out the high-altitude escape equipment from the bag.

"Let's go out the window." Butterfly greeted the computer man.

The hotel they lived in was not high, only the ninth floor.

After the two tied the knot, they slid down from the window.

However, there are also police guards outside the building at the intersection.

Butterfly was discovered when they descended to the fourth floor.As a last resort, I had no choice but to enter the fourth floor through the window to defend the roundup.

……

When the red mask received a code message that his companions were in danger, he was on patrol at the time, and the patrol had its own jurisdiction and could not leave at will.So the red mask said that he was not feeling well and asked for leave.

After getting out of the car, he called a car to go to the scene.

At the intersection far from the hotel, the isolation belt blocked a bunch of passers-by who joined in the fun.

"What's going on over there?" The red mask got out of the car and walked over, asking the policeman guarding the intersection.

"Go back, don't join in the fun." The police drove away passers-by, worried that these citizens would be hit by stray bullets accidentally.

The red mask listened to the gunshots in the distance, nodded with lingering fear, and left with his head buried.However, he turned a few corners, came to a certain alley, and climbed up to the third floor along the water pipe with a rope.Then in the corridor, put on the dark special police uniform prepared in advance, put on a hat, and go all the way to the top of the building.Looking at the roof of the building next door six or seven meters ahead, he sprinted, crossed, soared, rolled and unloaded, a series of movements, climbed one roof after another, and gradually approached the hotel where the crime occurred.

Standing on the edge of the last rooftop, he looked at the shadowy policeman below, with a hesitant look on his face.He seemed to be thinking about whether he should take the risk of saving his companion at this time.

……

The fourth floor of the hotel.

Butterfly and the computer man dodged bullets and hid in the cleaning library on this floor.Looking at the small cleaning trolley beside her, Butterfly quickly picked up the cleaning agents one by one, identified their ingredients, and mixed some of them together.In the end, I didn't know what to fiddle with, tied them together with tape, and threw them to the corner of the corridor outside.

The special police officers couldn't help being stunned when they saw the cleaning agent rolling down in front of them.

Butterfly stretched out her hand, took aim, and hit the cleaning mixture she threw out with one shot.

"boom--"

There was a violent explosion around the corner, and after the explosion, it was all white.

Butterfly retreated to the house and felt the vibration of the mobile phone.She took out her mobile phone and looked at it, and found that the boss had replied with a code word, asking her to hold on, and he had already rushed over.

Butterfly smiled, and there was no more urgency on his face.

"The boss is here," she said.

The computer guy stopped screaming all of a sudden.

Even if the boss hasn't arrived yet, these two words are enough to make them feel at ease.

Butterfly asks the computer guy to make a simple gas mask with her, and then she can get some chemical weapons to last until the boss comes to save them.

……

The seventh floor of the hotel.

Duan Xiaofeng walked around whistling in the room where Die stayed just now, and when he saw a bottle of sunscreen on the small table by the floor-to-ceiling window, he planned to apply some for himself.There is no urgency to suppress the bandits.

"What are you doing!" Zhang Jiaju slapped Duan Xiaofeng's hand away.

Duan Xiaofeng said coyly, Zimask is good at chemistry, maybe the sunscreen he formulated is better than the ones on the market.

With a dark face, Zhang Jiaju grabbed Duan Xiaofeng by the collar and led him out of the room.

"Be serious." Zhang Jiaju patted Duan Xiaofeng's shoulder lightly, "I don't want to see anyone die because of negligence."

Only then did Duan Xiaofeng restrain his mischievous expression.

……

Outside the hotel, alley.

The red mask came to the back door of the hotel.

There are a few police officers squatting in front of them.

Seeing the appearance of the red mask, everyone was shocked at first, until the red mask raised his hands, handed over his ID, and the police checked it, and then put down their vigilance.

The red mask said: "I was on vacation around here, and suddenly heard that there was a case here, so I came to have a look. My dad is the director of the department. I don't know if you have enough staff here, and if there is anything I can do to help."

After hearing the first half of the sentence, the police originally wanted the red mask to leave quickly, but the second half of the sentence said that his father was the head of the department, and the policemen immediately changed their words, politely saying that there are actually enough people, and there is danger here. Maybe there will be a shootout here later. "Master Wu, you have to be careful..."

The policeman was speechless.Because his neck was stabbed hard by a knife and he swiped down hard.

The police subconsciously used their hands to block the blood flowing from his neck.

The red mask took over the policeman's gun, and then "bang" and "bang", the other policemen slowly fell to the ground with expressions of disbelief.

The red mask exhaled, retracted the butterfly knife, took out the memory card from the police law enforcement camera, and walked in through the back door with a gun in hand.

The camera does not leave the alley.

It seemed like a few seconds later, and it seemed like a few minutes later. After a few gunshots, the red mask, the butterfly and the computer man came out from the back door one after another.

This means that Red Mask used a gun to kill his companions a way out.

The face of the red mask and the black police uniform were clean.

Although Die Die and the computer man were disheveled and embarrassed, they both looked happy.One is because of the rest of the life after the catastrophe, and the other is because of the rescue of the lover.

The red mask signaled to the two companions that they could go.

Butterfly hugged her lover nostalgicly, then followed the computer man and left the alley.

After the companion left, just as the red mask was about to leave, Duan Xiaofeng appeared from another intersection in the alley.

Today, the sun is fierce, and there is a clear dividing line of light and shadow between the alley and the road, separating the two people far away.

Duan Xiaofeng looked at the red-masked face and recognized him as the second-generation trash official.But Duan Xiaofeng remained vigilant and asked:

"How will you be here."

"I was passing by and came here when I heard the call for help," said the red mask.

"I don't remember you being so driven."

"It's just work."

Duan Xiaofeng didn't ask any more questions, and walked into the alley.

When he passed the red mask, his nose twitched, as if he suddenly smelled something familiar.

what is it then?Duan Xiaofeng frowned and thought about it.

The camera flashed a scene, which was the bedroom where the gangster on the seventh floor lived where he stayed not long ago.

"Don't move!" Duan Xiaofeng turned around suddenly, pointing the gun at the red mask.

The red mask expresses doubts.But Duan Xiaofeng didn't say a word, holding a gun, he insisted on handcuffing the latter.

Although the red mask didn't know where he had exposed his flaws, he didn't resist, but he didn't panic either, allowing himself to be handcuffed.

"Did I make a mistake?" Red Mask asked softly, as if he was really wronged.

"Whether you made a mistake or not, you follow me first." Duan Xiaofeng said.

"You handcuffed your colleagues for no reason. If you find out afterwards, you will be punished, and if it is serious, you will be suspended from your job."

Duan Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment, as if it was the first time he heard such a thing.

Taking advantage of this moment, the red mask took advantage of the opportunity of falling, and quickly squatted down, wrapping the handcuffed hands from below to in front of the body.Then he quickly countered and fought against Duan Xiaofeng who had recovered.

The audience unexpectedly discovered that although Red Mask didn't play fighting games in the warehouse before; he was beaten by his colleagues in the boxing ring, but he can fight, and he can fight very well.

It still looks good.

The red mask's hands were bound, so every move, the muscles on the back undulated on the clothes, breathing like a living thing.

Even if his hands are handcuffed, he can still gain the upper hand in a duel with Duan Xiaofeng.

The red mask walked nimbly, flashing fists one by one while moving around.Fist peaks passed by before his eyes several times, and he didn't blink his eyes. He was dangerous and dangerous, making people feel that the next punch was about to be hit, but he avoided punch after punch, but only once Neither was hit.

The audience was very nervous, and only then did they feel that the action scenes that only hide but not fight can also be watched with excitement.

The grappling technique that Duan Xiaofeng was so proud of suddenly went out after encountering the red mask.It's like taking a master class, no matter how he plays, the red mask can be cracked, and at the same time it will cause him more trouble.

Even in the competition of fists and kicks, the skill of the red mask is above him, and all his attacking intentions can be seen clearly in front of the eyes of the red mask.

Duan Xiaofeng was thrown and beaten, and soon became embarrassed.His physical exertion was even worse, and he took the initiative to distance himself, panting and said to the red mask: "You are not a policeman."

The red mask calmly raised his handcuffed hands, posing in a gesture of resignation, and said with a smile, "Neither are you."

　The characteristic of saving-style updating is that the longer it is saved, the more words will be added.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)