mesbooks Chapter 519 Could this be a trap set by Qi Tongwei?
Chapter 519 Could this be a trap set by Qi Tongwei?
They lurked silently in various key positions like ghosts, surrounding the place where Long Can was.
Another special forces soldier scouted around the house. His movements were agile and cautious, and he did not miss any corner.
He carefully observed the layout of the house, the entrances and exits, and the surrounding environment, and quickly formulated a battle plan in his mind.
He whispered into the intercom, "Listen to my signal. When the whistle blows, everyone rush over."
His eyes were filled with determination, fully aware of the importance of this operation. "If they come out armed, sniper team, shoot!"
On the other side of the house, several special forces soldiers in charge of the assault exchanged glances with each other. They gripped their weapons tightly, leaned forward slightly, and were ready to charge at any time.
Their hearts raced, but their hands remained steady as a rock, years of training allowing them to remain calm even in such tense moments.
The members of the sniper team were more focused on adjusting the scope of the sniper rifle, their fingers lightly resting on the trigger, their eyes fixed on the target without blinking.
They silently calculated various factors such as wind speed and distance in their minds to ensure that they could hit the target at the critical moment.
Hao Shizhong was closely watching the development of the situation at a command post not far away.
His expression was serious and his eyes revealed a desire for victory.
He knew that this was a great opportunity and he had to catch the trafficking gang in one fell swoop and not let them continue to do evil.
He said into the intercom, "Everyone stay alert and act according to the plan. We must ensure the safety of the trafficked people and capture all these criminals."
His voice was calm and firm, like a shot of adrenaline injected into the hearts of every special forces soldier.
The entire encirclement was like an invisible net, tightly covering the house where Long Can was.
As soon as the whistle sounds, the net will tighten quickly and all the traffickers will be captured.
Suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded like lightning across the night sky, instantly breaking the silence.
The people in the room were still thinking about their own things, but after hearing the whistle, they realized that something seemed to be wrong.
Long Can reacted the fastest, and his first reaction was to escape.
Like a frightened mouse, he quickly glanced around the room and then rushed towards the door.
His steps were hurried and hasty, with only one thought in his mind, which was to leave this dangerous place as soon as possible.
However, just as he opened the door a crack, before he could see the situation outside clearly, several armed special forces rushed in as fast as a tiger descending a mountain.
Their movements were neat and powerful, and their well-trained skills were fully demonstrated at this moment.
As soon as the special forces entered the house, they quickly dispersed and rushed towards the criminals in the house with a clear target.
They are like a group of precise hunters, every movement is full of power and speed.
One of the criminals saw the special forces rushing in, and in fear, he instinctively waved the knife in his hand in a vain attempt to make a final struggle.
The knife flashed coldly in the dim light, with a kind of desperate madness.
However, his struggle seemed so powerless in front of the well-trained special forces.
Before he could swing the knife in his hand, a special forces soldier with quick eyes and hands kicked him.
The kick was fast and fierce, landing precisely on the man's wrist.
There was only a "crack" sound, like the sound of a branch breaking, and the man's wrist was instantly broken by the kick.
The knife escaped the man's control, drew an arc in the air, and then with a "puff" sound, it stuck straight into the wall behind the man.
The blade was still trembling slightly, as if telling of the thrill of that moment.
The man was about to let out a scream, but the sound had already reached his throat.
However, before he could even scream, a special forces soldier quickly covered his mouth.
The special forces soldier's eyes were cold and playful. He lowered his voice and said, "Didn't I tell you? The old lady next door is resting. Don't disturb her."
There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice, as if he was mocking the stupidity and arrogance of these criminals.
Other criminals also could not escape the fate of being subdued.
Some of them just wanted to resist, but the special forces pointed guns at their heads and they had no choice but to raise their hands.
Some of them were pounced on and pinned to the ground by the special forces before they could even react.
For a moment, the house was filled with chaos and struggle, but everything was under the control of the special forces.
They quickly pinned all the criminals to the ground, preventing them from moving.
The entire arrest process was clean and efficient, leaving no opportunity for the criminals to take advantage.
Long Can took out his cell phone in a panic, his hands shaking like leaves in the wind.
His eyes were filled with fear and panic, and his mind kept recalling what had happened before.
Suddenly, he was struck by lightning and realized that this was most likely a trap set by Qi Tongwei.
This thought echoed in his mind like the devil's whisper, filling his heart with despair.
He held the phone tightly, as if it was his last straw.
His fingers slid across the phone screen frantically, trying to dial the number that might save his life.
However, his movements became slow and clumsy due to nervousness.
However, it was too late.
Just as he took out his cell phone, a man with quick eyes and hands kicked him with great force and accurately hit his hand.
Long Can only felt a sharp pain coming from his hand, and the mobile phone slipped out of his hand, like a kite with a broken string, flying straight out, and finally rolled under the bed.
Long Can's eyes followed the trajectory of the phone. The moment he saw the phone disappear under the bed, his heart seemed to fall into an endless abyss.
He turned around trembling, his body swaying as if it had lost its support.
He saw a man in combat uniform looking down at him.
The man's eyes were cold and majestic, like a judge examining a criminal who had committed a serious crime.
There was no expression on his face, only an unquestionable seriousness.
The man asked, "Long Can, who do you want to contact?"
His voice was low and powerful, echoing in the silent room, and every word seemed to hit Long Can's heart heavily.
Long Can opened his mouth, but found that his throat seemed to be choked by something and he couldn't say a word.
He knew that he was in a desperate situation. In this carefully arranged situation, he had no chance of escape.
His eyes were filled with despair and unwillingness. He once thought he could control everything, but now he was like a fly trapped in a spider web, waiting to be dealt with.
His body slowly went limp, and he finally sat powerlessly on the ground, staring ahead with empty eyes, as if he had already seen his dark future.
Long Can narrowed his eyes, his expression filled with reluctance and doubt. He asked, "Is Ah Qi one of yours?"
There was a hint of hope in his voice, hoping for a negative answer, as if as long as Aqi was not one of theirs, he still had a chance of survival.
The man looked at him, a faint mocking smile on his lips, and said slowly: "There are many people named Aqi in our team. Which one are you asking about?"
There was a playful look in the man's eyes. He knew that Long Can was at the end of his rope and could only grasp this last straw.
Only then did Long Can realize that he didn't even know Aqi's name.
A deep sense of frustration welled up in him, and he sneered to himself, a laugh that was particularly harsh in this depressing environment. "What is your purpose in doing this? I don't understand."
His voice was filled with anger and confusion. "You could have caught me earlier, so why did you go through so much trouble?"
He stared at the man in front of him, trying to find the answer from his expression.
However, the man just looked at him quietly and did not answer his question.
Long Can got no response, and became even more angry. He continued loudly, "Do you think this is funny? You're playing me like a fool?"
His body was trembling slightly, and his hands were clenched into fists, as if he wanted to vent all the anger in his heart.
Unfortunately, no one could give him an answer.
He was taken to the police station, a place filled with a serious and depressing atmosphere.
The lights in the interrogation room were dim. Long Can and his men were detained in different rooms for interrogation.
The police began the interrogation and tried various methods.
Some police officers tried to use gentle methods to reason with and appeal to the emotions of the people.
They sat across from Long Can, with kind smiles on their faces, and whispered, "Long Can, you have to know that now those who confess will be treated leniently, while those who resist will be treated severely. Tell us everything you know, it will be better for everyone."
They patiently told Long Can various cases and told him that if he cooperated, it would be of great benefit in sentencing.
However, Long Chan was like a stone and turned a deaf ear to the police's words.
He just sat there quietly, looking straight ahead, his eyes expressionless, as if what the police said had nothing to do with him.
Some police officers took tougher measures.
They raised their voices and asked sternly, "Long Can, don't think you can get away with it by keeping silent. You've done so many bad things, do you think you can escape legal punishment?"
They kept asking various questions, trying to break down Long Can's psychological defenses. "How many people have you trafficked? Who are your accomplices? How do your trafficking channels operate?"
However, Long Can still said nothing.
His lips were pursed tightly together, as if glued together.