"It's been more than ten minutes, right? The transaction hasn't been completed yet?"

Zhou Yu threw away the banana peel, looked at his watch and shook his head, "Today's gangster transactions are so inefficient, how can they not be caught?"

"Perhaps the payment for the goods is relatively large and I am counting the money. For a nuclear bomb, it must be tens of millions or hundreds of millions." Wei Shile, who was watching from the window, added casually.

"Then just wait." For the sake of money, just wait. Zhou Yu was patient and picked up another banana: "Remember to tell the landlord that these two bananas can be reimbursed by the government."

"I know." Wei Shile said.

"What the hell, something will happen sooner or later. How did this red thief get away with it?"

Professor Zhao Zhiren felt a little uncomfortable after hearing Zhou Yu's nonsense.

In the passage.

The atmosphere has become deadlocked.

Jin Taonian frowned, prepared to say something, and then delayed: "You know this thing is very popular, and the news is that there are many people bidding higher than you on the market. I can sell it to them, but I still abide by it." The promise has come, you should trust my credibility."

"I want to see the goods." The South Asian didn't give in.

"I want to see half of the money, that's the bottom line, otherwise I'll sell it to someone else."

"Do you think you can get out?"

After the South Asian leader finished speaking, a row of guns from behind pointed at him.

Jin Taonian picked up the remote control in his hand unhurriedly: "The nuclear bomb is nearby, do you want to try how fast you can run?"

The South Asian's pupils shrank, and his scalp felt numb when he looked at the remote control. After thinking for a while, he said firmly: "Go and get half of the money."

The men walked to the private car not far away, picked up two travel bags from the back seat and threw them on the ground.

Zhang Yijun squatted down and pulled it apart to take a look, then stood up and nodded.

"Where's the goods?" the South Asian yelled fiercely.

Jin Taonian had a headache, but he didn't expect the South Asian to give him up so readily. Now the problem was on his side, but there was no reason to delay.

What's going on with these policemen?

Traffic jam?

grass.

"Give it to him."

After Jin Taonian finished speaking, Zhang Yijun handed over a large bag he had brought on his motorcycle.

The South Asians pulled away happily, then got upset: "Why only one?"

"There are others in the car outside. Give me the remaining money and I'll give you the stuff right away."

"Where's the password?"

"I've given you everything. When we get to a safe place, I'll give you the password. Without weapons, it's useless for us to keep giving you the password. It's impossible to go back on it."

The South Asian people thought about this and asked their subordinates to give money: "Give it to him."

The two quickly finished the transaction, and Jin Taonian led the people out of the alley. Looking at the street as it was before, there was no trace of the police coming. He just wanted to curse people. The efficiency of these policemen was too low.

Ten minutes later.

Command center.

"Following." After listening to the report of the CIB tracking team, Wei Shile said relaxedly: "These two stupid pigs are going to who knows where. We might be able to catch a money laundering banker."

This much money has to be laundered.

"Look, it's all my money. Don't even think about losing this year's bonus." Zhou Yu joked, crossing her legs.

"Don't worry, eight groups of people are watching two people." Wei Shile is quite wealthy now.

The professor's heart sank again, and he simply stood up and said: "It seems that nothing will happen to me. If Sir Zhou is fine, I will go back. I am too old to bear it anymore. I have classes tomorrow."

Zhou Yu nodded, dragging other professors is not a good idea. The South Asians don’t know when they will make some noise.

"Shi Le, send a car to take the professor back."

"oh."

"No, I'll take a taxi back. I won't delay you. It's important to focus on the nuclear bomb wholeheartedly." Zhao Zhiren looked serious.

Zhou Yu smiled: "Okay, I'll contact you if necessary. Thank you."

Zhao Zhiren hummed, picked up his phone and left.

Jin Taonian and Zhang Yijun drove their motorcycles, turned a corner, found a public phone booth, and dialed 999: "Hey, I want to call the police. I found a place with arms."

This was the best way he came up with. No matter why the police didn't come, as long as he called the police and let other police discover and pierce the window paper, the final effect would be the same.

Then the people sent by the command center were stopped by cib.

"They called the police themselves?" Why did Zhou Yu feel so strange after hearing this: "Is this guy still a grand thief? He took the money and turned around and sold the customer?"

It shouldn't be, it would have already ruined its reputation.

This approach is indeed a bit difficult for Zhou Yu to understand.

Zhao Zhiren went out and immediately made a call: "You are being targeted. Eight groups of people are following you. Don't get rid of them yet, otherwise you will doubt me. I won't touch you for the time being."

Why didn't the police come? There's something wrong with this man's thinking. He's not normal. He doesn't want to catch the thief, and he doesn't want to make meritorious deeds.

What? You called the police and waited until midnight to ditch the person and then come to my place to talk about it."

Zhao Zhiren hung up the phone depressedly, frowning, this matter was not going well.

Stealing the nuclear bomb and transporting the nuclear bomb are very difficult. It is definitely countless times more difficult than delivering it to the police. But it happened that this little thing deviated from the plan and the nuclear bomb could not be delivered.

The original plan was quite good. The South Asians were killed by the police, so that the police could obtain the nuclear bomb with great difficulty. Then, with the help of the chaotic scene, the two couriers escaped without revealing their identities - they were wearing helmets when they entered.

But now, when the two people came out, they were as bright as light bulbs, and their appearance was all photographed. These two couriers are useless, and wanted orders will be indispensable in the future.

Zhou Yu stopped his move with silence and unknowingly destroyed his entire chess game.

The password to the nuclear suitcase must be obtained. The South Asians will soon find out that something is wrong, and the items must be sent to the police.

Zhao Zhiren looked at the grocery store on the street, went in and bought an old mobile phone and a calling card, and made a call to a South Asian person.

"The police have learned about the nuclear bomb and are searching for it. You hurry up and transport it away immediately."

We can only urge the South Asians to leave quickly and get things back on track. The courier has been exposed. The South Asians are determined to die. It doesn't matter whether they identify him or not. They have already seen it anyway.

Command room.

"Sir Zhou, there is some movement among the South Asians." Wei Shile looked at the other side and frowned: "They are in a panic and sneaky, as if they know they are being targeted by us."

I saw a South Asian man sticking his head out, looking around cautiously, and then shouted inside. Soon, three cars drove out.

Zhao Zhiren called Jin Taonian at the same time as Zhao Zhiren called the South Asian man. Wei Shile naturally thought that the South Asian man was notified by the red bandit. After all, this guy could even call the police, but he couldn't understand this.

What the hell is the red thief doing?

"Don't panic, there are such big things and they won't disappear out of thin air. Follow him and find someone to look inside." Zhou Yu was not in a hurry at all. Things will not be lost and people will be there naturally. It is a big treasure that South Asians can't bear to part with.

This is not a grenade. You can still use it if you lose it.

Wei Shile picked up the walkie-talkie and gave some instructions, and quickly reported back: "There's no one inside, just a table full of leftover garbage."

"Where are the two 'red thieves'?"

"I changed to a private car and are still on the way."

"Well, let's go too."

Following the South Asians, we went straight to the cargo terminal. Several South Asians used their hands and feet to load each weapon box onto a medium-sized fishing boat.

"Hey, I'm Zhou Yu. I'm calling the Water Ghost Team to come to Kuaisong Pier, prepare two helicopters, and have people on standby on board."

"yes, sir."

After the candidates for the naval battle were arranged, Zhou Yu called the Marine Police Headquarters again, and they still had to handle the pursuit and interception.

"Sir Zhou, I also want to participate in the battle."

Zhou Yu glanced at Park Yuzhe who was speaking, "You are an observer and have no law enforcement power in Xiangjiang."

"I can join the war, and I won't hold you back."

Zhou Yu didn't want to say more and looked at Cui Minhao: "Director Cui, take care of your people."

Cui Minhao: "Sir Zhou, he is a combatant and very strong. He can really help."

Zhou Yu paused, looked at him and smiled: "He is ignorant. Director Cui should teach him. Law enforcement power is a country's unique power. It is not something you can have if you want. I still have people who can use it."

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"That's not what I meant, he just wanted to help." Cui Minho apologized.

"No need, just stay quietly." Zhou Yu looked stern and asked Wei Shile: "Where are the two 'red thieves'? How are they doing?"

"Still driving." Wei Shile asked the following inspector.

"Still driving?" Zhou Yu looked at his watch in surprise: "It's been almost 40 minutes. The New Territories have reached Hong Kong Island. Are they taking money for a ride?"
To be continued...