Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 788, Section 378: The person has disappeared!
Now is a critical moment, and Bai Fengxian dares not make decisions on her own. This is a big case, and she cannot afford to take responsibility if anything goes wrong.

So she immediately contacted A-zai through the radio and reported the situation.

A-zai didn't dare to make the decision on his own, so he quickly contacted Guo Guohao and got his boss's approval before agreeing to Bai Fengxian's idea of ​​taking immediate action.

We're all seasoned cops, and we all know that once someone enters Kowloon Walled City, they're completely out of luck.

After receiving the exact orders, Bai Fengxian immediately notified Naozhong and the others to begin their operation.

The guys listening to the same encrypted channel were immediately energized and perked up.

The operation is about to begin!

"Attention all units, uniformed brothers, block all intersections, set up roadblocks and nail boards, and do not let anyone out."

"Team A, put on your bulletproof vests and riot shields, and follow me to the eighth floor."

“Cold Face, you and the guys from the CID, the Narcotics Investigation Unit, guard every floor of the stairs, and three more floors above the eighth floor.”

"PTU Mobile Force brothers in uniform, one group will guard the top floor, and the other team will follow me to attack."

"Flying Tigers, you fire the first shot!"

This was Bai Fengxian's first time standing in front of the stage, directing the staff. Although she was a newbie, she had seen the senior officers give orders many times and learned by imitation, so she wasn't nervous.

"Roger that!"

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The radio broadcast "Received!" and the officers lying in ambush at the Shenwei Building sprang into action.

Bai Fengxian got out of the car, put away the walkie-talkie, plugged in her earpiece, and said to Lengmian beside her, "Go to the control room!"

"Once the guys are upstairs, turn off the elevator. Remember, keep a close eye on the CCTV cameras and don't miss any clues."

"Bang!"

Before Bai Fengxian could finish speaking, the sound of an explosion reached her ears. She quickly lowered her head, bent down, and pulled out the Lion Nose sword from her waist.

"work!"

She shouted something into the microphone and ran towards the stairs.

The elevator had to be given to the Flying Tigers' assault team, who were responsible for opening the door and entering the building. The PTU mobile unit soldiers, like Bai Fengxian, had to use the stairs.

At Bai Fengxian's command, all the police vehicles parked in the underground parking lot started moving.

The military personnel guarding the main gate first positioned the assault vehicle across the exit of the underground parking lot, then straightened the planks to block the entire exit.

The main entrances and exits of the Shenwei Building were also blocked off by military uniforms, and a cordon was set up in front of the elevators. The military uniforms guarding the lobby were stationed at the stairwells and elevator entrances.

The entire building was sealed off, with the intention of capturing Professor J and his entourage inside.

The motion-activated lights in the stairwell on the first floor were triggered by Bai Fengxian's footsteps, and the 25-watt incandescent bulb emitted a stark white light, illuminating the lion's nose that she was tightly clenching in her right hand.

The lion's nose on her hand is tilted downwards at a 45-degree angle, and her index finger is strictly pressed against the outside of the trigger guard. This is the standard posture to prevent accidental discharge during close-quarters combat.

A 1mm gap is left between the palm and the gun body to prevent the gun body from slipping due to sweaty hands.

She stepped on the anti-slip strip of the first step with her left foot, and the rubber sole of her shoe made a very slight "rustling" sound as it rubbed against the cement surface.

Following behind Bai Fengxian was Bei Shanzi, a rookie detective from the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau, who also ran uphill in the same manner.

Everyone was fighting desperately on the front lines, and their physical strength was beyond question. The uniformed group followed behind the two, moving forward at top speed.

The entire team reached the eighth floor in just three minutes.

Bai Fengxian led her team to the entrance of the corridor, where the walkie-talkies on her bulletproof vests were still emitting a faint electrical sound.

Sweat trickled down her face, but she didn't wipe it away, her gaze constantly sweeping across the factory gates on both sides of the corridor.

After confirming that there were no unauthorized personnel, he made a fan-shaped tactical hand signal to the team behind him.

Beishanzi immediately understood, grasped the lion's nose with his right hand, and moved lightly to the left side of the corridor, creating a half-meter distance between himself and Bai Fengxian.

"The gates on the right are all closed, and there are no unusual noises. The uniformed team is responsible for guarding the right side."

Uniformed officer Siu-tsai, accompanied by two colleagues, followed up with a sprayer in his hand. After walking a meter forward, he crouched down to inspect the corridor floor.

After confirming there were no tripwires or signs of explosives, he stood up and whispered to Bai Fengxian, "No abnormalities on the right side, we can proceed to the target door."

The group steadily approached the kitchen at the end of the corridor. Bai Fengxian walked at the front of the group, and Shizibi's gun muzzle was slightly adjusted with each step, always pointing in the direction where a threat might appear.

Her sneakers made only a slight scraping sound on the cement ground, something the instructors had repeatedly emphasized during tactical training—avoiding alerting the enemy.

Midway through their journey, Bai Fengxian suddenly raised her hand to signal a halt. She listened intently and could vaguely hear indistinct roars coming from the distance.

She lowered her voice into the walkie-talkie: "There's a strange noise coming from the target room. How are the Flying Tigers' preparations going?"

The Flying Tigers had already taken the elevator upstairs, but the elevator was at the other end of the corridor.

The Flying Tigers assault team had already set up their tactical formation in front of Professor J's kitchen factory gate.

Team leader Chen Rui squatted on the left side of the door, holding an infrared thermal imager in his left hand. On the green screen, there was only one irregularly moving heat source.

"Officer Bai, the door specifications have been confirmed: 0.8 mm cold-rolled steel plate, double copper lock cylinder, no steel reinforcement, C4 is ready and can be broken in at any time."

"Take action, we'll be right behind you, ready to provide support at any time."

Upon receiving Bai Fengxian's order, Chen Rui patted his subordinate on the shoulder and gestured for action. "These guys are really willing to spend money!"

The main goalkeeper, A-Jie, knelt in front of the door, muttering a complaint, while the C4 explosives in his hand were already unsealed.

Wearing black nitrile gloves, he used a utility knife to precisely cut the explosive into two pieces, each weighing 13 grams.

Keep the blade perpendicular to the explosive surface to avoid uneven cutting and uneven charge distribution.

The cut C4 explosives were pressed into the door seams, forming eight strips in total.

The assistant breacher, Kou Shuifei, squatted on the right side of the door, with the head of the hydraulic breaching hammer in his hand about 5 centimeters below the doorknob, and the handle of the hammer in a straight line with his arm.

Guard A-Qiang stood in the middle of the corridor, holding an AR-15 automatic rifle, his left eye fixed on the red dot sight, the muzzle pointing towards the entrance.

"With adequate rear security and no flank threats, we can proceed with breaching the goal."

Upon hearing the intelligence relayed by the Flying Tigers, Bai Fengxian immediately signaled to her men behind her to prepare for an attack.

Two uniformed men immediately stood against the wall, their riot shields slightly tilted forward, ready to provide cover after breaching the door.

Beishanzi moved to the left side of the door, standing shoulder to shoulder with Flying Tigers assault soldier Amin, holding his gun in his right hand in an aiming position.

Bai Fengxian walked to the right side of the door and nodded to Chen Rui: "Assault team, carry out the breaching. We will be responsible for clearing the room afterwards."

Chen Rui nodded and ordered the demolition team to leave the blast radius. Once his subordinates had all evacuated to a safe location, they lay down on the ground.

"C4 shaping complete, door bearing weight calculation complete, door to be opened in thirty seconds."

Ajay used tactical pliers to cut off the excess wire, then pressed the timer: "Ten seconds countdown, shockwave radius one meter, debris controllable."

"Ten, nine, eight..."

The team members' fingers were simultaneously on the trigger guards, and Chen Rui stared at the factory gate.

As the final "zero" in the headphones dissipated in the wind, a muffled thud suddenly exploded.

The amount of C4 explosive was controlled very precisely, and there was no loud explosion as expected.

The C4 blast wave was precisely concentrated on the door hinge and the door lock. The two layers of steel plates seemed to be torn apart by an invisible hand, and they swayed precariously with a piercing metallic tearing sound.

"go!"

At Chen Rui's command, the deputy demolition expert, Kou Shuifei, quickly stood up and slammed the hydraulic breaching hammer in his hand onto the door, breaking it open.

The Flying Tigers members behind Kou Shuifei raised their riot shields and rushed inside, with two assault troopers following behind the shield bearers, all rushing into the factory together.

The factory was in a mess, extremely chaotic, and completely deserted.

Bai Fengxian rushed into the room. She looked around and found the factory in a mess, with all the equipment gone.

Professor J has disappeared!
The thought flashed through Bai Fengxian's mind, and she broke out in a cold sweat.

It's incredibly bizarre that a perfectly healthy person could simply disappear inside this industrial building!

"Even before Su Xiazai was born, he went to find the Jade Emperor to listen to his explanation of worldly rules, and then, holding up a contract of servitude, he started scheming and plotting."

A hoarse, high-pitched voice rang out from inside the factory, singing Sam Hui's "The Contract of Indenture".

The police officers, armed with their long lenses and cameras, looked at each other in bewilderment, wondering where the singing was coming from.

However, this strange scene was soon solved when a big, muscular man walked out of another room.

This is a gift that Professor J left for the police officers.

Little P's body swayed like a reed about to break in the wind, his right arm stiffly raised, his fingers opening and closing as if trying to grab something floating in the air.

"Hey! I'm going to pounce on your mother, fly slower!"

He suddenly shouted, his voice high-pitched and hoarse, like a weasel being choked.

"Why is that firefly green? No! The fireflies at my grandma's house are golden, and golden ones can be used as lamps!"

"Golden fireflies."

As he spoke, Little P suddenly froze in place, pointing his right index finger at the air, as if counting something: "One, two, three... ten little birds!"

"They're building their nest on my shoulder!"

For ordinary citizens, this scene is horrifying, but for the police officers who work on the front lines every day, it's not even an appetizer.

The dead Taoist friend got too high and upgraded to a plane man, experiencing hallucinations and amusing himself.

Bai Fengxian engaged the safety on the Lion Nose gun, tucked it back into its holster, and ordered her men, "Continue to blockade the Shenwei Building. Don't let a single fly out!"

"There was no smoke on the eighth floor. Check which floor the explosion came from!"

"Scrape Professor J out for me!"

It's not a myth or a ghost story. As I said before, people don't just disappear for no reason.

"Calling White Sir, there's smoke and fire on the seventh floor. There's a fire truck outside with four people on it, and they're landing."

The information was being updated in the earpiece, and Bai Fengxian immediately realized that Professor J had left the Shenwei Building using a fire truck.

(End of this chapter)