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The north corridor on the third floor.

Zhou Zheng, accompanied by three plainclothes special police officers, silently surrounded them from two directions.

There weren't many people in the corridor.

The "cleaner" pushing the garbage cart seemed oblivious, continuing to walk forward with his head down.

Just as he walked into the blind spot between the two shops.

Zhou Zheng accelerated suddenly.

A standard diving tackle.

They pinned the man to the ground.

The SWAT officers nearby quickly stepped forward, twisted his hands behind his back, and skillfully put on the handcuffs.

The whole process took less than five seconds, clean and efficient.

Zhou Zheng's excited voice came through the walkie-talkie.

"Captain Gu! The target is under control! Safe!"

Inside the mall's central control room.

Xiao Wang let out a long sigh of relief and slumped into his chair.

"That scared me to death! This big case is finally closed." Xiao Wang wiped his sweat.

Song Qianxia stood in front of the screen, showing no intention of celebrating at all.

She looked at the man who was being pinned to the ground by Zhou Zheng.

His brows furrowed, and his unease grew stronger.

Not right.

Something's really wrong.

When the man was arrested, he didn't even make a move to resist.

He just lay there limply on the ground, letting the special police handcuff him.

This is the kind of reaction a professionally trained mercenary, capable of performing extreme blind spot checks, should have.

Even if he is ambushed, his instincts will make him launch at least two or three defensive counterattacks.

How could I possibly surrender like a weakling!

Song Qianxia immediately grabbed the mouse and rewound the screen ten seconds.

Replay.

She stared intently at the man's legs.

When this person was walking just now, he didn't have the habit of using his toes to lean out at all!

He walked with a steady, even somewhat slow, gait.

This is just an ordinary shopping mall cleaner!

"Damn it!" Song Qianxia slammed her hand on the table.

This gave Xiao Wang a big fright.

"Xiao Song, what's wrong?"

Song Qianxia didn't have time to explain.

Matryoshka dolls!

Those bastards, Night Owls, are playing with nesting dolls!

They deliberately had someone dressed in the same clothes and pushing the same garbage cart wandering around the corridor.

It was all to attract the full attention of the police.

The real executors had already taken advantage of this gap to sneak up on the target!

Song Qianxia frantically switched between the various cameras in the third-floor atrium.

at last.

Behind a pillar next to a children's play area.

She saw a man wearing a shopping mall security uniform.

The man was holding the hand of a boy who looked to be about six years old, and he was walking quickly into the freight elevator next to him.

A man's stride.

Every three steps with the left foot, the toes point outward in a slight arc.

it's him!

Li Wanshan's grandson has been taken away!

Song Qianxia ripped off her headphones, not even bothering to grab the milk tea on the table, and rushed out of the control room.

"Xiao Song, where are you going?!" Xiao Wang shouted anxiously from behind.

Song Qianxia ignored him completely, pressing the walkie-talkie as she ran.

"Captain Gu! You've arrested the wrong person!"

Song Qianxia's voice boomed through the walkie-talkie channel.

"That was a decoy! The real suspect, dressed in security uniform, took the child into freight elevator number two!"

"The elevator is descending, heading to the second basement level parking garage!"

In the corridor on the third floor.

Gu Tingchen's expression changed drastically upon hearing the shout over the radio.

He glanced at the shivering sanitation worker on the ground.

Without any hesitation, he turned around and ran towards the freight elevator.

"Old Zhou, stay and clean up the scene! Everyone else, come with me to the basement!"

The man was extremely fast.

He rushed down the emergency exit next to him.

They took three steps at a time and climbed down the stair railing.

The underground parking garage has two levels.

The place was dimly lit, and the air was thick with the smell of car exhaust.

Song Qianxia rushed out from another stairwell.

She had just steadied herself when she heard a screeching sound of tires screeching against the ground.

A black van without license plates suddenly sped out of the parking space.

The suspect has succeeded!

The van roared like a beast as it sped headlong toward the garage exit.

At that moment, Gu Tingchen also rushed out of the emergency exit.

He drew his pistol directly and held it horizontally with both hands.

"Stop! Police!" Gu Tingchen shouted sternly.

But the bread truck showed no sign of slowing down; instead, it floored the accelerator.

It crashed directly into Gu Tingchen's direction.

The suspect is trying to force his way through the checkpoint!

The distance was too close, and the speed was too fast.

If Gu Tingchen were to shoot the tires, the out-of-control vehicle would very likely overturn in the narrow garage.

There was also a six-year-old child in the car.

Don't fire!

Gu Tingchen could only roll to the side to avoid it.

The bread truck whizzed past him, grazing his body.

At this critical moment.

Song Qianxia, ​​who was standing in front of the bread cart, moved.

She wasn't foolish enough to use her body to block the car.

Her gaze instantly locked onto the large fire hydrant valve on the nearby pillar.

There was also a row of abandoned heavy-duty iron handcarts from the mall piled up next to it.

Song Qianxia casually grabbed a dry powder fire extinguisher from the corner of the wall.

Without any hesitation, she used all her strength to smash the fire extinguisher in her hand against the windshield of the bread truck.

That was a precise shot.

The red steel cylinder traced a parabola in mid-air.

A loud "bang" was heard.

The fire extinguisher slammed hard against the passenger-side windshield.

The glass shattered instantly into a spiderweb pattern.

The immense impact caused the suspect to instinctively jerk the steering wheel.

The bread cart went out of control, and the front of the cart veered sharply to one side.

But even at that speed, the car continued to surge forward.

Song Qianxia had anticipated this trajectory.

She seized the opportunity and kicked the row of heavy metal handcarts next to her.

The first car was kicked and slid out of control.

The immense inertia pulled seven or eight handcarts behind it, like an iron chain, directly blocking the path that the bread cart was bound to take as it went out of control.

"Boom!"

The bread cart crashed headfirst into the pile of handcarts.

The sound of metal twisting is sickening.

The front of the car was completely crushed, the hood popped open, and puffs of white smoke billowed out.

The car was finally forced to stop.

Gu Tingchen reacted extremely quickly.

He sprang to his feet and rushed to the driver's cab door.

He smashed the car window with the butt of his gun, reached inside, and pulled the suspect out of the car.

He pressed himself firmly against the oil-splattered ground.

In the back seat.

The six-year-old boy was so frightened that he cried loudly, but thankfully he was not injured.

Song Qianxia breathed a sigh of relief.

She leaned against a nearby pillar and shook her arm, which was a little sore from exerting too much force.

I finally made it.

Zhou Zheng led a large number of special police officers into the underground parking garage at this time.

The scene was completely surrounded and blocked.

Two special police officers stepped forward and handcuffed the suspect's hands and feet.

The moment the suspect was pulled up.

The man suddenly turned his head and looked at Song Qianxia, ​​who was leaning against the pillar.

Across the chaotic crowd.

A strange smile suddenly appeared on the man's otherwise ordinary face.

There was no fear of being arrested in that smile.

Instead, it evokes the excitement of a hunter seeing his prey.

Song Qianxia's heart skipped a beat, and a layer of white sweat instantly broke out on her back.

Does this grandson know her?