Veteran new police officer

High technology is a good thing, but high technology is not everything.

For example, the effective detection distance of thermal imagers in mountains and forests is only about two hundred meters.

It’s not that you can’t see anything no matter how far away you are, but as the focal length becomes larger, the visible range will become smaller. This is the same as using a telescope to see distant places.

And if you want to grasp the wind and grass within a range of two hundred meters, you must first choose a favorable observation position.

If you were like those local colleagues who sneaked into the mountains at night and foolishly climbed to the top of the mountain on the left, you would only be able to see the nearby topography.

If you want to see through the lush vegetation to see if there are people hiding under the trees, you may be able to do it in a small area, but it will be difficult to go a little further. If a person is hiding in a cave or under a boulder, it will be difficult to observe him no matter how close he is.

In short, Han Xin has never pinned her hopes on high technology.

Jean Wang Guozheng stayed on the mountainside not far from the winding mountain road to observe with a thermal imaging camera, while he quietly went to the back of the mountain and carefully searched in the night along a creek he had passed during close reconnaissance a few days ago.

The reason for "dividing the troops into two directions" is also due to the relationship between the angle and scope of observation.

This place is completely in the blind spot of the thermal imager's observation, and it is far away from the winding mountain road, so the stupidest method must be used.

After staying in the mountains for several days, I have adapted to the surrounding environment.

Without using a thermal imager or a flashlight, you can use the starlight to vaguely see where the rocks are, where the trees are, where it is easy to walk, and where you cannot walk.

Holding the hiking poles I made during the day, I walked about fifty meters further along the valley floor. I leaned under a tree and was about to rest for a while when Wang Guozheng's voice came from the Bluetooth headset again.

"Xiao Jiang, there are people south of the dam!"

"Several people?"

Guo Guo was carefully adjusting the focus, locked on the target again, and said with a bit of excitement and a bit of nervousness: "Four or five people are too far away for this instrument to see clearly."

Han Xin took out a bottle of water from his backpack, opened it, took a sip, and asked, "What are they doing?"

"I can't even see clearly. I don't know what they are doing."

"That's right. Keep an eye on them first. If they go somewhere else, call me again."

"Wait, don't hang up yet!"

"What else?"

"Xiao Jiang, counting this group, there have been three groups of people here. Are they good guys or bad guys?"

"It should be the police, not the bad guys."

In the deep mountains and old forests, so many people came in the middle of the night.

Guo Guozheng became more and more frightened as he thought about it, and asked anxiously: "Xiao Jiang, what if they arrest us as bad guys?"

"They want to catch us. They have to find us first. Uncle Wang, just stay there and don't move. Nothing will happen."

"You should be careful too."

"I know, I'll go back after a round."

Han Xin didn't want to waste time chatting, so she hung up the phone decisively and continued searching in the dark.

After walking for thirty or forty meters, I saw a stream flowing down from the mountain. I immediately stopped, looked up and said suddenly: "Qian Zhipeng, don't hide, come out, I have seen you. This area is full of It's been blocked. If you don't come out, you will starve to death. Even if you die, you can't be a starved ghost!"

There was no response from above, only the sound of running water could be heard.

Han Xin put down his hiking pole, leaned over and washed his face with water, and then walked forward. Whenever he saw a place where someone might be hiding, he would stop to say a few words or shout a few times.

Before I knew it, it was already past three in the morning.

Looking back and looking around, I was surprised to find that I had reached the foot of the mountain about two kilometers northeast of the reservoir.

A drone had flown over this area before. Han Xin decisively adjusted her route and planned to circle back from an abandoned forest ranger shed. Unexpectedly, as soon as she vaguely saw the shed, she heard movement in front of her.

There are several people in the woods ahead, and they are talking!

He could even clearly see the flickering sparks in the forest. Then he smelled the smell in the air, and suddenly realized that someone was smoking.

Han Xin didn't think anyone would come to rescue Qian Zhipeng, and she also didn't think anyone would come to the mountains to travel in the middle of the night. It was almost certainly someone sent by Bureau Zhong.

It's so pitch black that you can't say hello hastily, and you won't be able to explain anything if you are accidentally injured by a colleague.

Han Xin had no choice but to tiptoe back the same way.

When I walked to the place where I had just shouted, I suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from above.

It was already far away from the work shed. Han Xin didn't have to worry about being accidentally injured by her colleagues again. She stopped and raised her head and said, "Qian Zhipeng, can't you calm down anymore? Where are you going to hide this time?"

The movement I heard just now is gone. This is the best response!

Han Xin realized that she might have been wrong, so instead of climbing up, she took a few steps back, clutched the trekking pole made of tree branches, and said with a smile: "You haven't eaten for three days, I guess you don't even have the strength to walk." No, do you think you can get out?"

Still no response from above.

Han Xin was not in a hurry and continued: "Don't tell me that all the roads in the mountain are blocked. Even if there is no traffic control, you don't have a penny on you, and you are even wanted on the Internet. How far can you go after you leave the mountain? Where can I go?"

Qian Zhipeng was hiding above. In fact, he had been lying under a boulder by the stream for three days. He was cold and hungry at the moment, and he was almost unconscious from the cold.

He knew very well that he would probably die if caught by the police, but the feeling now was that life was worse than death!

As the person below said, there is an epidemic going on outside, and people like him who have no ID card, no money, and are even wanted by the police will find it difficult to get out of the mountains even if they are lucky.

Qian Zhipeng couldn't bear it anymore and asked out of nowhere: "Who are you?"

Her voice was weak and trembling...

Although he had bluffed the other party first, Han Xin was still shocked when Leng Buding responded, followed by a burst of ecstasy.

Han Xin calmed down and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm a human, not a ghost."

"I know you are human, what are you?"

"Someone who comes to you specifically."

The opportunity was rare, and Han Xin didn't want to reveal his identity just like that.

Thinking of a suspect he had caught when he was in the old army, he asked, "You should know Li Youwei, right? I am Lao Li's friend."

Qian Zhipeng couldn't help but recall the days when he helped fellow villagers make ephedrine in Nanyun, and couldn't help but ask: "Are you from Lao Li?"

"How could I be his person? I just dealt with him a few times."

"Are you a police officer?"

"If I were the police, I would have called them to arrest you."

Han Xin turned around and pointed in the direction of the ranger shed, and said with a half-smile, "There are at least four groups of policemen looking for you nearby. I didn't expect that I was lucky enough to find you before them."

Qian Zhipeng asked in a low voice: "What do you want from me?"

"What do you think?"

Han Xin asked back, and then said: "Come down quickly, eat something first, refresh yourself, and follow me when it gets daybreak."

"where to?"

"Go get rich!"

Afraid that the old bastard named Qian wouldn't believe it, Han Xin said meaningfully: "I have sales and you have skills. As long as you can find the boss to invest and find a safe place, it's not difficult to make a fortune."

Qian Zhipeng, who was almost desperate, felt as if he was dreaming, and asked doubtfully: "How did you know I was here?"

"Boss Lin and I are also friends. We have known each other since we were in Sihanoukville. If it weren't for me, he would have died there long ago. He called me and asked me to come over and make a fortune with him. But I didn't see him when I rushed over. When I encountered a police search, I almost fell into it without knowing anything."

Boss Lin said he planned to get rid of those two guys who neither contributed money nor effort and went it alone...

Thinking about Boss Lin's trip to Cambodia, which many people didn't know about, Qian Zhipeng felt that the person talking below was probably not a "bad guy", so he pushed himself up and climbed down carefully.

He was still wearing the "work clothes", but the fog in the mountains was too heavy and he had been hiding by the stream, so he was soaked all over.

Han Xin helped him down and pulled him to the forest on the left. He took out a piece of bread from his bag and said, "Eat a few bites first to cushion your stomach."

Qian Zhipeng was hungry, so he took the bread and wolfed it down.

Han Xin thought about it and took out the mineral water: "Eat slowly, don't choke."

"Thanks."

"Don't thank me. It's fate that we can find you."

Qian Zhipeng looked at him with the help of starlight and confirmed that the man in front of him was unshaven and dirty. He did not look like a policeman, so he relaxed.

He finished the bread in three mouthfuls, wiped his mouth and asked, "What's your name, boss?"

"My surname is Jiang. This is not the place to talk, and now is not the time to talk. Come on, I will take you somewhere."

"where to?"

"There is a friend ahead. Go find that friend first, and then find a way out."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

…

Qian Zhipeng was exhausted and had to be wary of his colleagues who were ambushing nearby, so he walked for more than two hours.

When the two found Wang Guozheng and collapsed on the ground, panting, Wang Guozheng couldn't believe it was true.

"Xiao Jiang, is he Qian Zhipeng?"

"Well, I found it."

Han Xin took out a pack of ham sausage from the bag in the middle of the house, turned around and said: "Old Qian, this is my uncle. You are about the same age. You can call me Brother Wang."

Qian Zhipeng thought he was dirty enough, but he didn't expect to meet someone even dirtier and smellier. He subconsciously covered his nose: "Boss Wang, are you looking for me too?"

Wang Guozheng grabbed his arm: "You are the one I am looking for. Tell me where the little bastard named Jiang is hiding!"

Qian Zhipeng was confused by the question.

Han Xin said quickly: "Uncle Wang, I asked on the way. My brother-in-law may have made a mistake. I don't know the person named Jiang. I don't know where the person named Jiang is hiding."

"Wrong..."

"My brother-in-law may have been deceived."

Wang Guozheng did not expect that after hiding in the mountains for several days, such a result would come out. He asked eagerly: "What should I do if I make a mistake? Should I call 110 and hand him over to the police?"

Qian Zhipeng was startled and said hurriedly: "Boss Jiang, Brother Wang, what are you doing? What benefit does calling 110 do to you? Help me, please do me a favor and take me out. I will definitely repay you." A life-saving grace.”

Before Han Xin could say anything, Wang Guozheng stared at him and asked, "How are you going to repay him? Do you have money?"

"I have a bank card and there is money in it!"

Qian Zhipeng was sure that the strange pair in front of him were not policemen but gangsters. He hurriedly took out a bank card from his pocket.

Wang Guo was really scared, so he grabbed the card and handed it to Han Xin: "Xiao Jiang, take a look."

Han Xin took the card, looked at it, scratched his neck and said, "The card is real, but I don't know if there is any money in it. The hydropower station has been confiscated by the police. If the police know about this card, they will not take the money away." , will also be waiting for old money in the bank."

"It's no use saying that."

"It's no use."

"You got a useless card and you want us to save your life. Xiao Jiang, call 110. The police might give you a bonus!"

Qian Zhipeng's head got bigger and he turned to look at Han Xin: "Boss Jiang, that's not what you said just now..."

Han Xin suddenly realized that it would be a good idea to let Wang Guozheng deal with him, so she simply rubbed her nose and said, "It was just now, now it is now, it is my uncle Wang who has the final say."

Wang Guozheng became even more energetic and held Qian Zhipeng's arm tightly: "If you don't have money, call 110!"

"I have money."

“Take out the money wherever it is.”

"I don't have any money with me, but my friend has it. After I go out, I'll call my friend and ask if you have a bank card. I'll ask my friend to transfer it to you."

"How much?" Wang Guozheng asked.

Qian Zhipeng raised a finger: "One hundred thousand!"

Wang Guozheng thought that one hundred thousand was a huge sum of money, but thinking that so many police officers wanted to arrest him, he felt that one hundred thousand was a bit small, so he said with a straight face: "One hundred thousand is enough for anything, this is life-saving, at least two hundred thousand."

"Two hundred thousand is two hundred thousand, but you have to take me out first."

"Xiao Jiang, what do you think?"

Qian Zhipeng's friends all know what they do without asking.

If he could follow the clues and catch them one by one, how could Han Xin miss this opportunity and agreed: "Two hundred thousand is still about the same. Let's eat first, take a good rest after eating, and then think of a way to go out after regaining enough energy."