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

Unsure when the two boxes might suddenly make a sound, the officers still on duty at the city police station rushed out of the office building at their fastest speed ever.

They were so fast; I've never seen them this proactive when clocking out at get off work.

A few minutes later, the bomb disposal team arrived at the city bureau entrance fully armed.

Looking at the two wooden crates, everyone was on high alert. From a distance, they looked like a group of moving gray-black Michelin tire men.

Hong Zhan stood at a distance, glancing at the scene through binoculars from time to time, his heart pounding.

If the municipal police station were bombed, it would be a major news story that would shock the entire country.

No, let alone the whole country, it would probably make international news headlines.

That was truly the worst and most heinous incident; he could even come up with trending topics for netizens in advance.

The thought of things like "a public security bureau in a certain city was attacked by a bomb" sends chills down his spine.

When the bomb disposal team arrived, they did not rush forward without authorization, but instead released a bomb disposal robot first.

The robot slowly approached the two wooden crates and carefully examined the outer walls for wires, antennas, or suspicious holes.

The robot scanned back and forth for almost ten minutes before slowly retreating.

Immediately afterwards, a portable X-ray scanning system was brought up.

Several people hurriedly assembled it onto the bomb disposal robot, then repositioned the robot to perform a transmission scan on the box.

The bomb disposal experts huddled behind the laptop, their eyes glued to the screen.

After watching for a while, the leader finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Without regular lines and chips, it's probably not a circuit board.

The absence of regular, cylindrical, high-density shadows also rules out the possibility of steel pipe bombs or artillery shells.

The absence of a uniform, low-density filler indicates that it is not a common powder or liquid explosive.

The scanned image showed a large area of ​​grayish-white, with some white, skeletal-like shadows scattered in the middle.

The bomb disposal experts who were staring at the screen looked at each other, their expressions completely changed.

This is more terrifying than a bomb.

The lead bomb disposal expert swallowed hard, picked up the walkie-talkie, and lowered his voice:

"Director Hong, boxes one and two have been scanned. No signs of explosive devices were found inside the boxes."

"The interior contains suspected organic material and a high-density, skeletal-like shadow. We recommend handling it according to non-explosive procedures. We request the arrival of the criminal investigation team."

Hong Zhan finally let out a half-hearted sigh of relief.

Before he could even recover, his brow furrowed again: "Confirmed it's not an explosive?"

"Confirmed, there should be people inside..."

Hong Zhan's face turned ugly.

Although the box didn't contain a bomb, it did contain people, making it only slightly better than bombing the city government building.

The essence remains unchanged.

The situation escalated from antagonizing the national public security system to antagonizing the local police in Ba City.

Many possibilities flashed through his mind in an instant, but his face remained expressionless as he steadily issued the order according to procedure:

"We cannot rule out the possibility that there are hidden fuses or booby traps inside the box. We will continue to handle the situation according to procedures."

"receive."

The bomb disposal expert continued forward. He first carefully damaged the outer shell of the container, and then slowly opened a hole from the edge of the container with tools. His movements were very slow and careful.

Although it is winter and the cold wind outside makes people shrink their necks, the bomb disposal experts wearing heavy bomb suits are already covered in sweat.

The scene was quiet; no one dared to speak.

Traffic police had already closed off several nearby intersections and directed all vehicles to detour to other streets.

Passersby stopped going to work and stood at a distance, craning their necks to look in this direction. Nobody knew what had happened at the city bureau entrance.

They were all anxiously scratching their heads outside, but they looked at the groups of police officers in front of them, whose faces were clearly not looking too good.

We have no choice but to stay outside obediently.

Finally, just before everyone was about to have a heart attack, the bomb disposal expert, drenched in sweat, opened both boxes.

Inside the box were two wooden chairs, and a man and a woman were tied to the chairs.

They were a middle-aged couple.

The men were wearing suits, the women were wearing skirt suits, and both had a thick, somewhat eerie layer of makeup on their faces, making them look deathly pale, with their eyes closed.

The bomb disposal expert's eye twitched several times.

Honestly, if it weren't for the fact that there were several circles of colleagues nearby, it was broad daylight, and the national emblem and red flag were hanging on the building behind him, he would have cursed out loud on the spot.

What on earth is going on?! That's terrifying!

He forced back the chill and shone his flashlight on the corpse, examining it inch by inch from head to toe.

They took the detector and scanned it again and again.

This thing requires utmost care; no matter how tired or scared you are, you can't let your guard down.

After confirming that there was nothing suspicious, he slowly straightened up, took two steps back, and nodded to his teammates behind him.

"Bomb disposal expert reports: Container No. 1 and Container No. 2 have been inspected upon arrival."

He took a deep breath before continuing his report:

"Each box contained a body, one male and one female, whose identities are yet to be confirmed. No fuses, power sources, detonators, timing devices, or other suspicious or dangerous items were found on the bodies or inside and outside their clothing."

"The interior of the enclosure has no internal layers and no secondary devices."

He exhaled heavily again:

"The possibility of explosives at the scene has been ruled out. The box can now be handed over to the criminal investigation team. I will now move to the outside of the cordon and wait for the criminal investigation team to arrive for the handover. Please provide instructions."

Hong Zhan and the other leaders around him exchanged glances; no one could still stand.

He paused for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Received. Retreat to the outer perimeter. The Criminal Investigation Division will take over."

"yes!"

After giving his final response, the bomb disposal expert turned and walked towards the edge of the cordon.

The rest was straightforward. Criminal investigators and forensic experts entered the scene one after another, collecting evidence, taking photos, numbering them, and securing physical evidence. A homicide case handling process unfolded step by step.

Identification was simple, because there was also a slip of paper inside.

The document contained the names of two people, along with a sentence:

"Hand over Miao Miaomiao."

Hong Zhan's face was icy cold; he already knew who had disposed of the body.

Bo's Group, cold and indifferent.

The suspect who imprisoned Miao Miaomiao.

"Old Zhao, did you see that?"

Hong Zhan summoned Zhao Zhe, the deputy director in charge of criminal investigation, to his office, slammed his fist on the desk, and said with a very serious expression:

"In broad daylight, a perfectly innocent couple was murdered, their bodies were mutilated like this, stuffed into a box, and brazenly dumped in front of our municipal police station!"

He slammed his hand on the table, spilling tea in the process: "What are you doing? This is a challenge to our public security bureau!"

"He was telling me that I'm cold-hearted, that I can kill whoever I want, and that whoever I want to disappear has to disappear."

"Even if it's your police station, if I want to deliver a body to your doorstep, you'd better accept it obediently!"

Hong Zhan was genuinely angry.

Honestly, after working in the public security system for so many years, he's seen all sorts of vicious criminals and encountered all sorts of arrogant and domineering forces.

But he had never met anyone as arrogant as Bo Liang before.

This is outrageously arrogant.

They killed someone and didn't hide it. Instead, they deliberately made the person look like a ghost, stuffed them into a box, delivered them to the police station, and attached a threatening note demanding that the police hand over the witnesses.

This is simply... simply like a mentally ill person who has never been to school!