Transmigrated into a female-oriented novel, and put an end to the domineering CEOs all over the city

Inside a meeting room of the Municipal Bureau.

Hong Zhanzheng, along with Director Zhao, who is in charge of criminal investigation, and several high-ranking police officers, analyzed and assessed the next direction the Ba City police would take in tracking Mo Yan.

Just then.

"Buzzing—"

Hong Zhan's phone vibrated in his pocket.

Hong Zhan's heart skipped a beat.

This is a good time to call him...

He took out his phone and looked at the name flashing on the screen, which made his face turn ugly.

Guo Zhunxue, Director of Minghai Branch.

"explain."

He answered the phone directly, skipping the "feeding" part.

"Director Hong," Guo Zhunxue's voice was as deep and serious as ever on the other end of the phone, "One minute ago, another group of thugs drove into the Provincial Party Committee's residential compound, seven vehicles in total."

Hong Zhan felt his blood pressure spike.

He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, and issued the order in a very fast voice: "Immediately send all patrol officers in the area over there! Call in the special police as well! Send as many as you can!"

He paused, then added, "Let the traffic police go in too! Every single policeman, go in! Get them under control first!"

"Understood!" Guo Zhunxue replied on the other end of the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Hong Zhan looked at the several high-ranking police officers around the conference table, who were looking at him with questioning eyes, and sighed: "Gentlemen, we just received news."

"The provincial party committee's residential compound has been attacked again."

"What?!?!?!"

……

The bald man and his men stepped on the gas and drove the car into the residential area.

The neighborhood is very quiet, with excellent landscaping. The light from the streetlights is filtered through the dense foliage, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

Several high-rise residential buildings stood silently in the night, most of their windows lit up, emitting a warm yellow light.

After they rushed into the residential area, the car stopped after only a short distance, and they quickly got out.

Immediately afterwards, the side doors of the vans opened with a whoosh, and a group of thugs carrying sticks filed out of the vans. In the blink of an eye, dozens of people were standing in the open space in the center of the community.

Some of the thugs started smoking, some whispered among themselves, rubbing their hands excitedly, feeling incredibly thrilled to be able to participate in this big operation, and others held up their phones to send videos to their beloved female companions.

"Bro, are we really going to get 100,000 after this job?"

"Nonsense! The boss said 100,000 per person! After we finish this job, we'll go to a club and have some fun!"

Suddenly, sirens blared and red and blue police lights flashed rapidly. A police car sped in from outside the residential area and came to a steady stop behind their vans.

"Holy shit! It's the cops!"

"Damn it, how did they get here so fast?!"

The thugs were dumbfounded; the lively atmosphere from just moments ago instantly cooled down.

Just as I was about to do something bad, the cops arrived on horseback. What incredibly bad luck! Did I step in dog poop on the way out? Or is today an inauspicious day according to the Chinese almanac?

"Don't be afraid, brothers! Put the stuff in the car first!"

"We didn't do anything, don't worry, the cops can't do anything to us!"

Just then, several junior leaders tried to remain calm and shouted loudly in an attempt to stabilize morale.

The thugs, as if waking from a dream, hurriedly threw their sticks back into the van before the police could get out of the car.

Inside the police car, the four officers did a final check of their equipment.

Leave the driver in the car, ready to report the situation to the command center at any time.

The other three officers exchanged glances, adjusted their belts and hats, took a deep breath, turned on their body cameras, and got out of the car.

"Police! Everyone, freeze!"

"Crouch down!"

With a loud shout, the lead officer and two other officers placed their hands on their police equipment at their waists, their eyes alert, and slowly approached the crowd.

The thugs looked at each other, but none of them squatted down.

"What did we do? We didn't do anything."

"Exactly! The police can't be this unreasonable, can they? We just got in."

"You're police officers, you can't just make people squat down like that, can you?"

A group of people were talking at once, and they actually thought they were quite right.

The officer in charge paused slightly, his face serious: "So many of you, storming the residential area, breaking through checkpoints and barriers! You've violated the Public Security Administration Punishment Law!"

"What do you want by coming in? Speak!"

He appeared to be arguing with these thugs, but he knew exactly what was going on.

There were too many people, and the three police officers simply couldn't control the situation.

So, while he appeared calm on the surface, he was actually stalling for time, hoping that reinforcements would arrive.

Once reinforcements arrive, those thugs who still dare to talk back to him, heh heh...

Baldy and eight other mercenaries huddled behind the group of thugs, watching coldly as the thugs in front of them argued with the police, their expressions growing increasingly grim.

He felt he had never been so unlucky in his life.

Normally, when they go out to kidnap people, they just stop the car, carry the person, close the car door, and they can get on a boat back to Southeast Asia in the middle of the night. Why go through all these complicated procedures?

But ever since I arrived in this dominant market, nothing has gone smoothly for me.

Let's not even talk about how those twenty-odd brothers have disappeared without a trace, neither alive nor dead.

They finally managed to sneak into an ordinary residential area, and yet they still managed to run into patrolling police officers?

That's not right.

Law enforcement agencies... I don't think I've ever seen them when he's on duty in other places?

He even began to question his existence. How could there be police patrolling in this market? Did police patrol in the city after all? He had always thought that such things only existed in movies.

"Boss, what do we do?" A mercenary leaned over and asked in a low voice.

Baldy knew very well that the safest course of action right now was to pretend to be a passerby, blend in with the local gang members, and find an opportunity to slowly slip away.

Once things calm down, we'll look for another opportunity.

As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn. This is not Master Kun's territory, and going against the law enforcement will not do us any good.

But the problem is, today is already the second day.

If we don't catch the Lu family members tonight, even if we do catch them tomorrow, it will already be the fourth day by the time we get to Southeast Asia.

Running overtime will result in a bad review.

The delivery driver received a bad review because the platform lowered his score and deducted money from his pay.

When Master Kun gives a bad review, he does it directly on them; as for what he uses to do it, that's another story.

He was drenched in sweat, his mind racing as he weighed the pros and cons, taking a full twenty seconds to consider the matter.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and lowered his voice: "Take a few men and subdue those police officers."

"Then have someone keep an eye on them, and the rest of you hurry up and search house to house!"

"Hurry up!"

He wanted to get the task through before the final deadline.

The other mercenaries were used to being arrogant and domineering in Southeast Asia, killing and setting fires without batting an eye, so they naturally didn't take a few policemen seriously.

Hearing their leader speak, they nodded, their eyes hardening, and immediately crept quietly toward the three police officers.