On the phone, Zhu Haotian learned that Xiao Qichang had captured a person who installed bombs. This news was a good thing for him. As long as the overall plan of the secret commander was extracted from the suspect's mouth, they could

Completely control the entire Annan City explosion. If many people die because of this incident, it will directly affect the central government. By then, the social repercussions will be great, and the incident will become more and more complicated.

Upon hearing the news, Zhu Haotian asked hurriedly: "Where is it?"

Xiao Qichang said on the phone: "We captured a suspect who was preparing to plant a bomb at the gymnasium in Tianzhong District."

"Okay, I'll be there soon." Zhu Haotian hung up the phone and hurriedly ordered Wu Jiangyu: "Take a few people to guard the hotel for me. Once I find the Han brothers and sisters, I will arrest them immediately."

"Yes! Chief." Wu Jiangyu gave Zhu Haotian a standard military salute.

After saying that, Wu Jiangyu pointed at the soldiers in front of the door and called them by name: "You! You! And the rest of you, let me take care of the hotel."

"Yes! Company Commander." Several soldiers responded in unison.

Zhu Haotian lowered his head and looked at the watch on his wrist, and hurriedly urged Wu Jiangyu: "Let's get in the car." After hearing Zhu Haotian's order, Wu Jiangyu also waved to the other remaining soldiers and ordered: "Give me all of them.

Get in the car."

At this time, the platoon commanders of each platoon began to assemble the troops and shouted in a loud voice: "Gather, turn back, everyone get on the bus."

The soldiers with guns climbed onto the big truck one after another. Zhu Haotian and Wu Jiangyu also got into the military off-road vehicle from before, and the platoon leaders of each platoon also got into their own vehicles.

In the blink of an eye, a group of people started full-scale construction, and the convoy quickly left the Annan Hotel in Shahong District.

The mighty motorcade shuttled through the streets of Shahong District, with sirens blaring, giving people a thrilling feeling.

"Squeak! Squeak!" Twenty minutes later, Zhu Haotian's motorcade suddenly stopped at the gate of the Tianzhong District Gymnasium, and the motorcade even stopped.

Zhu Haotian pushed open the car door immediately and walked quickly towards the stadium gate. Wu Jiangyu, the commander of the third company, followed closely. The three platoon commanders of the third company began to shout to assemble the team again.

At the gymnasium in Tianzhong District, Xiao Qichang saw Zhu Haotian arriving in time. He walked over, saluted with a military salute, and reported respectfully: "Report to the chief, we have captured a suspect who was preparing to plant a bomb."

"Bring him here." Zhu Haotian ordered.

"Yes!" Xiao Qichang responded again, standing at attention.

After saying that, Xiao Qichang turned around, waved to his men, and ordered: "Bring him here."

Two officers and soldiers with live ammunition escorted the suspect who attempted to install the bomb. The man was about twenty years old, with a bald head, wearing a black vest, a pair of knee-revealing denim shorts, and a pair of slippers.

He looked like a ruffian. When he saw Zhu Haotian, this man also raised the corners of his mouth and his eyes were full of disdain, as if he didn't take Zhu Haotian seriously.

This bald man looked like a gangster at first glance. His whole body was tied up with ropes. He glanced at Zhu Haotian and looked away.

Zhu Haotian looked at the man and asked seriously: "Name!"

The bald man turned around and glanced at Zhu Haotian without saying a word, then glanced to the other side.

When Zhu Haotian saw that the bald man ignored him, he asked coldly this time: "Name!"

The bald man still ignored Zhu Haotian, stepped on his feet and shook his right foot, looking like an old man.

This time, Zhu Haotian did not let him go just because of this. He suddenly raised his arm and slapped the bald man on the right side of his face. He only heard a "pop!" sound, and the slap was so loud that it shocked the bald man.

The eardrums are buzzing.

The bald man was slapped, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. He recovered, endured the pain and shouted loudly: "The soldiers are beating people, the soldiers are beating people."

When Zhu Haotian saw the bald man yelling wantonly, he became even more angry. A scum like him should not live in this world.

Thinking of this, Zhu Haotian suddenly raised his right foot and kicked the bald man in the abdomen, knocking the man directly to the ground.

The bald man came to the end and even raised the decibel level while lying on the ground, shouting loudly: "He's hitting someone, he's hitting someone, a soldier is hitting someone, help! Help!!!"

He yelled hoarsely, as if he wanted to cause unnecessary chaos.

Hearing such a cry, Zhu Haotian immediately became angry. He grabbed the AK47 slung over the shoulder of the soldier standing next to him. He only heard a "click" and the AK47 was quickly loaded. Zhu Haotian held the AK47 in one hand and fired at the bald man.

And go.

"Da da da!" The gunfire of AK47 suddenly sounded, which was particularly harsh and terrifying.

The bullet flew towards the bald man rapidly. The bullet did not hit the bald man's body. The bullet splashed a burst of dust next to the bald man's head.

When the bald man heard the gunfire, he covered his ears and his head and screamed. He seemed to be frightened by Zhu Haotian's move.

The gunshots have stopped, but the bald man's screams have not stopped, and he is still screaming hoarsely: "Ah! Ah!! Ah!!!"

Zhu Haotian's move frightened the surrounding soldiers. They did not expect that Zhu Haotian would shoot, and in such a way. They really thought that Zhu Haotian would shoot and kill this bald boy just now.

As the gunshots gradually died down, Zhu Haotian did not stop. He wanted to rub the boy's energy away. In Zhu Haotian's eyes, there was no one who couldn't subdue a tough talker, and anyone who didn't take him seriously, he would definitely let him down.

The other person will remember him for the rest of his life.

"Da da da!" When the bald boy screamed, Zhu Haotian held the AK47 in one hand and fired wildly at the bald boy. The bullets splashed round and round of dust near the bald man's head like raindrops.

There were countless gun holes drilled into the side of the head.

"Ah!!! Ah!!" The bald boy's scream became more intense, and his eardrums could not hear any sounds in this world at all.

Zhu Haotian directly fired all the bullets in a magazine. After hearing the "click, click, click" sound, he returned the AK47 to the soldier just now, clapped his hands, squatted next to the bald boy again, and saw that he was still holding his arms.

Howling with hands on the ground.

The bald boy screamed for a long time and then slowly stopped. Tears of fear flowed from the corners of the bald boy's eyes. He cried, he did cry. The tears were real. He was just an ignorant child who had never experienced anything.

How could a child who had been through fire and bullets withstand a test like Zhu Haotian's?

He lay on the ground holding his head and cried bitterly. Zhu Haotian squatted beside him and asked in a cold voice: "Who asked you to come to the stadium to set off bombs?"

The bald boy held his head and sobbed, "I didn't know there was a bomb inside."

Zhu Haotian said fiercely: "I ask you who asked you to put this bag of things?"

The bald boy lowered his head and said, "A man."

"What's it called?" Zhu Haotian asked.

The bald boy shed tears, shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"You don't know?" Zhu Haotian looked at the bald boy questioningly.

The bald head said sincerely: "I really don't know."

Zhu Haotian looked at the innocent look in the bald boy's eyes and knew that the bald boy was telling the truth. Maybe he really didn't know the man.

Zhu Haotian thought for a moment and then asked questioningly: "You don't know him, so why did you put that bag for him?"

The bald boy said truthfully: "He gave me five hundred yuan and asked me to deliver this package to the gymnasium, saying it was for gymnasium maintenance."

After hearing this, Zhu Haotian felt that the bald boy must not have lied, because the gunshots just now scared the boy to the point of urinating, so he firmly believed that what the boy said was true.

Xiao Qichang, who was on the side, listened to the bald boy's answer. He secretly admired him. Their people had been asking for a long time, but this boy didn't bother to say a word. He also said that as long as someone beat him, he would sue them to a military court.

But at the moment, Zhu Haotian seems to be a man who is not afraid of anything. He took care of this kid in a few moments, and he did so docilely. He also told the whole thing truthfully, which is really admirable.

At this time, Zhu Haotian suddenly stood up, looked at the stadium, and hurriedly told Xiao Qichang: "Send your people to guard me overnight."

"Yes!" Xiao Qichang responded with a loud voice.

After saying that, Zhu Haotian turned his attention to Wu Jiangyu again and hurriedly ordered: "You are responsible for bringing this boy back to the Municipal Public Security Bureau, contact the painter of the Public Security Bureau, and draw the person who asked this boy to release the bag.

"

"Yes! Chief." Wu Jiangyu responded and asked his people to get into the car with the bald boy.

After getting in the car, Zhu Haotian knew that once the painter drew the person's appearance, he would be able to find the man.

Afterwards, the convoy began to return to North Korea and returned to the Municipal Public Security Bureau as quickly as possible.

After getting off the car, the bald boy was taken to the command office of the city office building. Wu Jiangyu followed Zhu Haotian's instructions to find the painter of the police station.

Nearly half an hour later, Wu Jiangyu contacted the painter. In the command office, the bald boy was sitting on a chair, handcuffed, looking expressionlessly at Zhu Haotian, who was sitting in front of him and smoking a cigarette.

After the painter arrived, Zhu Haotian began to question: "Tell me! What does he look like?"

The bald boy began to recall the man's appearance and roughly said: "He looks a bit like Andy Lau, and a bit like Nicholas Tse."

Hearing such an answer, Zhu Haotian was a little speechless and asked directly: "How tall is he?"

The bald boy thought for a moment and said, "About 1.75 meters."

Zhu Haotian glanced at the painter and asked: "What hairstyle? Long hair or short hair? Or broken hair? Or short hair?"

The bald boy recalled it again before saying, "It seems to be curly hair."

Zhu Haotian continued to cross-examine: "What kind of roll?"

The bald boy thought for a while and said, "Curly hair like Eason Chan."
Chapter completed!