Ji Yongtao asked him to go find his classmates, as he would not be back until the day after tomorrow.
As soon as he hung up the phone, he saw Liu Weide also waiting for a call. Old Liu smiled a little awkwardly, called home, and bowed to his wife to explain that he would not be back the day after tomorrow.
——Everyone in the unit knows that Lao Liu's wife is quite powerful.
After the call, the two went back together. Liu Weide said, you have worked hard these two days.
Ji Yongtao: It's all the same. We can even go out for a walk and get some fresh air.
Liu Weide politely handed him a cigarette: "Just hope nothing happens. I'm just worried about what happened last time..."
Liu Weide's worries didn't come true on the first day. At 4 p.m. the next day, the meeting concluded. Team One led the main convoy out of the city, while Team Two stayed behind at the venue to conduct a final inspection.
Just at this time, something happened at the Qiaotou Savings Bank.
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Chen Xiaohu was the first to break in this time, probably intending to show off in front of Chu Jiajun. Amidst screams, the four men took control of the lobby.
However, less than two minutes later, accompanied by a loud bang, a truck crashed into the left door, and six people jumped out of the truck, wearing masks on their heads and holding guns in their hands.
Both sides were stunned for a moment. A savings bank being robbed by two groups of people at the same time was an unexpected possibility that could never be imagined.
Gunshots rang out in an instant - Chu Jiajun took the initiative to kill the two opponents. The opponent also knew that they had encountered a gang of thugs, so they killed the two people led by Chu Jiajun.
Chen Xiaohu then dealt with one of them, and when he wanted to fight back, he was dragged out through the side door by Chu Jiajun.
Chen Xiaohu: We were here first!
Chu Jiajun got in the car, took off his hood and started chewing gum: "Yes. Do you want some gum?"
A gangster chased them out of the savings bank and fired at their car. He sighed impatiently, put on his head guard, leaned out of the car window, raised his hand and shot the man in the forehead.
Chu Jiajun: Drive to Fumin East Road.
Chen Xiaohu: Why...
Chu Jiajun: If I shoot you and drive faster, I will shoot you.
Chen Xiaohu started the car and drove out. When he passed the other party's truck, the other party's accomplice was still in the driver's seat; the two cars passed by, and with a click, Chu Jiajun pulled the grenade and threw it lightly into the other party's car window.
He blew a bubble out of his gum. The moment it popped, an explosion echoed from behind. The wreckage of the vehicle was blown skyward, then rained down into the Ai Ya River.
Chen Xiaohu didn't dare ask any more questions, concentrating on driving. Fumin East Road was a fifteen-minute drive away, and Chu Jiajun said, "Park at the Rural Commercial Bank in front."
Compared to the chaos along the Ai Ya River, Fumin East Road seemed remarkably peaceful. The road was lined with swaying plane trees, their lush green leaves bringing a cool, spring-like air.
Chen Xiaohu: There are only two of us.
Chu Jiajun loaded his gun: How about we temporarily form a group of passers-by?
Chen Xiaohu: And banks and savings banks are different...
Chu Jiajun had already gotten out of the car. A group of middle school students were passing by on the side of the road, and Chu Jiajun made his way through them like a shark through a school of sardines. When he emerged, he had already grabbed a chubby kid in his arms.
He walked straight into the bank with his child and a gun in hand. As soon as the armed security guard drew his gun, he shot him to the ground.
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As soon as Ji Yongtao got off the highway, he heard the urgent news. First, it was from the Qiaotou Savings Bank, then from the bank on Fumin East Road.
The second team went directly to the savings bank. At the door, the wreckage of the truck was still burning. The surrounding area was charred and the smell of gasoline was everywhere. The three robbers who had lost their means of transportation and could only carry sacks on their backs robbed a taxi and fled towards the city center, trying to blend into the crowd in the department store.
Liu Weide led his men into the panicked crowd on the ground floor of the department store. The three men fled in separate directions, some climbing out of the window and others running for other exits.
The people from the second team dispersed and pursued. The people Liu Weide was chasing entered the food area, and their target should be the door at the end of the food area.
The counter was covered in vibrant red Jinhua hams, while the glass cases below were stacked with dried goods from both the north and south. The food section was already crowded with customers, and Liu Weide, having lost the man, could only manage to squeeze in that direction.
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——According to the information, the group that robbed the bank on Fumin East Road ran towards the outside of the city, and their goal should be to escape from the city.
Ji Yongtao, who was at the city's intersection, arranged an interception as quickly as possible. It was rush hour, and if the car wanted to drive fast, it had to avoid the throngs of cyclists on the main road, whose routes were predictable.
Ji Yongtao decided on the freight train station in the city. No matter which road he took after leaving the city, he had to pass by this station.
After stopping the car outside the station, he checked his watch: 5:03. Suddenly, a colleague noticed something on the left: a white truck was speeding past, heading towards the exit of the city.
Colleague: Brother Yong, should everyone go after him?
Ji Yongtao: Leave one car for me. The others can chase.
A bell rang at the station, and the coal train slowly started, its green front locomotive pulling out of the iron fence. Ji Yongtao, accompanied by two other people, drove the train. He had another thought in mind—if today's robbers were related to the last robbers, or if the same person orchestrated the operation, he would never have been so easily caught off guard.
The freight train sped along the tracks, emitting thick black smoke. Ji Yongtao asked his colleague who was driving to approach the train, and he opened the door and jumped on.
He clung to the ladder outside the car and climbed towards the coal pile on the top; another colleague also climbed up from the next section of the car body and brought the news that had just come from the radio: the white car had been stopped, there was no one inside, and they were just holding the accelerator with a pole!
Ji Yongtao climbed onto the coal pile on the roof of the car. The next second, a bullet flew past his ear.
He saw a young man pointing a gun at him, with sacks of money piled at his feet.
really.
The white car was just a cover to divert the pursuit; the people had already climbed onto the train with the money and escaped with the coal truck.
The young man wanted to shoot again, but a black shadow flashed before his eyes, and his hand holding the gun was twisted by Ji Yongtao. He received a ruthless elbow strike on the side of his head and was pressed into the rugged coal pile. Ji Yongtao subdued Chen Xiaohu, and his colleagues checked from front to back: Brother Yong, this is the only one, there is no one else!
Ji Yongtao: Are you alone?
Chen Xiaohu didn't say anything.
Ji Yongtao: You're definitely not the only one involved. You were sold out by your accomplices. Where are they?
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In the department store, Liu Weide, who was chasing the murderer, struggled to squeeze through the crowd and hams.
Suddenly, he bumped into someone head-on.
The man looked familiar and knew him. He greeted him with a surprised smile: Uncle Liu!
Liu Weide struggled to recall him from his memory—this guy seemed to be Xiao Ji's college cousin...
Liu Weide pushed him away: Xiao, Xiao Xu, uncle has something to do now, you go first...
He pushed Xu Fei away and continued to squeeze forward.
Before he could finish his words, he heard screams from customers at the ham counter in front of him; he hurried over and saw the masked gangster he was chasing lying on a counter, trembling and holding his throat.
Blood gushed from the man's slit throat, and the strips of ham hanging on the counter were sprayed with gore.
——The news from Team Two came back. Of the three criminals they were chasing, one was shot dead, one escaped, and one died in the department store.
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To be continued
Love River Mystery: Bound Ears 6
After coming out of the Rural Commercial Bank on Fumin East Road, he asked Chen Xiaohu to take the money away.
Chen Xiaohu was taken aback, thinking they were going to split up. Chu Jiajun said expressionlessly, "I'll take care of them."
Chen Xiaohu then realized that Chu Jiajun was referring to the group that had intercepted the business at Qiaotou Savings Bank.
Chen Xiaohu: Should I run alone according to the coal truck's plan?
Chu Jiajun lowered his head to pack his equipment: Yeah.
Chen Xiaohu: Where do we meet?
Chu Jiajun: Yes.
Chu Jiajun no longer had the heart to talk to him. He didn't even hear what Chen Xiaohu said last time. A cold rage filled his mind, squeezing out all his rationality.
Chen Xiaohu: The police will arrest them first, right?
Chu Jiajun smiled impatiently: I know how capable they are. As long as you follow the plan, you will definitely escape.
Chen Xiaohu: What if I can't escape?
Chu Jiajun: I was shot.
Chen Xiaohu: ...
Chu Jiajun: Are you scared?
Chen Xiaohu: I'm not afraid.
Chu Jiajun: You really don't have to be afraid.
Chu Jiajun: Remember, as long as I am still outside, I will find a way to rescue you.
Chu Jiajun opened the car door and went out. Finally, he was one step ahead of Liu Weide and killed one of them in the department store.
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Fang Ping was walking down a dark alley. He had just come out of the back door of the underground dance hall owned by his old lover and didn't know where to go next.
Outside, the police were chasing him. He had been planning to rob that savings bank for six months, ready to pull off a big one to impress her. His old lover admired those desperate criminals. Her living room table was piled with newspaper clippings of various major cases, among which the Mask case was considered a masterpiece by her.
Fang Ping is old, already in his thirties, without a proper job and no family to introduce him to a partner. His former lover, who runs an underground dance hall, is the only woman he maintains an ambiguous relationship with, and she has more than one male partner. The dance hall is a minor underworld institution, and many desperate criminals stay with the proprietress. She admires their daring in her tedious lives, and they, too, need a respite.
He came up with the idea of wearing a mask and imitating the mask to cause a bigger stir. He originally thought it would be a perfect plan - a few people rushed into the bank, took away a mountain of money, jumped in the car and drove away, while the police car would always be late... In the underground dance hall, those desperate criminals talked about these things all day long.
On the day they robbed the savings bank, an accident happened - maybe it was a ghost, but when their car crashed into the side door, there was already a wave of robbers inside.
One of them opened fire without hesitation. Fang Ping's accomplices from the dance hall, also veterans, immediately returned fire. In the chaos, he stumbled to the ground and was pulled up by his accomplices. Fortunately, the enemy quickly withdrew and left the savings bank to them.
Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the sound of a truck exploding was heard outside.
Having lost their means of transportation, they could only flee with their limited money. Fang Ping took the lead and went to the department store, where there were many people and they could blend in with the crowd and escape.
Several people ran separately. He and another accomplice squeezed into the food area of the department store, pushing away the customers in front of them amid screams. For some reason, Fang Ping suddenly looked in the direction of his companion.
He saw the moment the man's throat was cut.
A tall, long-haired young man brushed past his companion. He didn't even use his own knife, instead grabbing the machete on the counter used to chop ham. His movements were as light and effortless as a butterfly's wings—Fang Ping even suspected that no one but herself had noticed this young death. Everything happened too quickly. The machete, with tremendous inertia, split his companion's throat, then drew a perfect arc and landed back on the counter chopping board.
The young man followed the panicked crowd and walked in another direction. He looked so natural among the crowd. As he walked slowly, he raised his hand to tie his hair with a black rubber band.
Fang Ping escaped from the department store, threw away all her money, coat and mask at a corner, and survived.
Another patrol passed through the alley. He pressed himself tightly against the wall, not daring to move. Just then, a voice rang out from the opposite side.
Young voice: They don't even know what you look like, why are you panicking?
Fang Ping turned his head and saw a person standing opposite him. The person was holding a mask to cover his face. It was the one that Fang Ping had thrown away.
The mask fell down, revealing a young and innocent face.
Chu Jiajun: This is the first time I've encountered someone who cuts in. Big brother, you...
——He didn't even wait for the man to finish speaking, turned around and ran; Chu Jiajun didn't expect this man to be so cowardly, and really let him run away a few steps.
But it was only a few steps. Fang Ping's calf was stepped on from behind, and he fell to his knees. Chu Jiajun turned him over and stabbed the gun directly into his mouth.
It's not a pistol, it's a rifle.
Chu Jiajun stepped on him to the ground and put the rifle to his mouth.
Chu Jiajun: How about we play a game?
Chu Jiajun: I will count to three. If something happens that prevents me from shooting, I will let you go.
Chu Jiajun: You came down from the sky to cut off my beard, so I'll ask the will of heaven for you. How about it? Big brother, do you want to play?
Fang Ping shook her head desperately to refuse.
Chu Jiajun: I have to play even if I don't want to. Three…two…
Chu Jiajun: One...
A beeping sound echoed in the alley—his copier was going.
Chu Jiajun was stunned for a moment, untied the copier from his belt and took a look, muttering: Why is he back...
He put away the gun and kicked open the screen: Get out, I have to go back to memorize English.
Fang Ping rolled and crawled twice, and then the muzzle of the gun hooked his collar and he was dragged back.
Chu Jiajun: If you still want to do something, wait for me at this place and time a week later.
Fang Ping: Who are you...
Chu Jiajun: You don't have to come. I know that underground dance hall, and I know the proprietress has connections with gangsters...
Fang Ping: You want to kill her? No... you want the police to arrest her?!
Chu Jiajun squinted his eyes and looked at him, turning the copier in his palm.
Chu Jiajun: She likes me very much. If I tell her who I am, she'll let me stay overnight. Then she'll tie your hands and feet, gag you, and throw you under the bed. When we have sex, you'll listen from under the bed...
Fang Ping screamed and ran away: Get out! Get out!
He quickly disappeared.
Chu Jiajun looked at the direction he ran in a daze, and didn't expect this man to react so strongly.
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When Chu Jiajun pushed the door open, Ji Yongtao was sitting on the sofa reading the evening paper, with a bottle of beer on the table.
Ji Yongtao: Where did you go so late at night?
Chu Jiajun threw his backpack under the camp bed and said: I'm going to play ball with my classmates.
Ji Yongtao: Playing basketball so late? ... After all, you are still young.
Chu Jiajun: Brother Yong, why are you back so late? When I went out, I saw something happened at the savings bank across the river. Is that right?
Ji Yongtao smiled bitterly - the second team had lost the man, and now Lao Liu was working overtime all day, leading people to search for the savings bank robber; although Ji Yongtao led people to catch the bank robber with all the money, the problem was that the young man was determined not to speak.
It's no use trying to persuade them with emotion or reason. If soft methods don't work, you have to use other methods.
This matter was handed over to the person in charge, and he came back after the meeting.
Ji Yongtao touched the back of his neck: "It's all sweaty." Xiaofei, are you tired of playing basketball?
Chu Jiajun: A little bit. I chased the ball for a long time.
Ji Yongtao laughed: Let's go out for a midnight snack.
Chu Jiajun: You've been so generous lately, buying me a copier and taking me out for a late-night snack...
Although she said this, she still reached out and hugged Ji Yongtao, and walked out the door together.
Chu Jiajun: Brother Yong, are you going to be promoted?
The evening breeze blew across the Ai Ya River, bringing with it a chilly, slightly smelly smell from the heavily polluted water. Many garbage bags floated in the river, carelessly thrown in by nearby residents.
The river stinks even more when it gets hot. There are no fish in the river, but there are loaches. A few naked children are digging for loaches in the shallow water, and they scream.
Ji Yongtao lit a cigarette and leaned against the railing for air. He'd heard rumors that his superiors were displeased with Liu Weide. Captain Li Yu was in a critical period of promotion, and the demand for a high case-handling rate was increasing. The chances of solving major cases were actually more heavily weighted towards Ji Yongtao.
If Li Yu successfully "enters the province", he will definitely take one of his own from City A and train him as his right-hand man. Who will he take away?
Many people in the team knew that Lao Liu transferred to the front line not because he wanted to be a criminal, but because this job paid well and could support his family. After his daughter was born, she was diagnosed with a very troublesome digestive tract disease and needed special milk powder, which cost 60 yuan a bag.
But Liu Weide was kind and obedient.
The performance of Lao Liu and Ji Yongtao in these recent cases will greatly affect Li Yu's decision-who to take away, who will be promoted to the provincial level, who will stay at the municipal level to take the leading role, or who will be crushed by this leading role... His future life will begin to take a turn for the worse.
Ji Yongtao gazed at the dark river, taking every opportunity to consider these questions. Team Two was also short on officers and was going through the motions to borrow someone from him. If he could corner Liu Weide at this stage, taking control of the situation and reeling in the big fish, perhaps many uncertainties would be finally settled.
Chu Jiajun was standing nearby, trying to steal a cigarette from his pocket, but was grabbed by the wrist. His cousin's eyes sparkled under the flickering streetlights, a hint of pleading in them.