It seems that the villain is targeting me.

A SWAT officer beside her was a little stunned. He quickly glanced up at the loudspeaker and asked quietly, "Captain Lan, is what was said on the radio true?"

Lando didn't really want to join in the conversation.

Of course she heard that the person speaking on the radio was Xiao Niao.

The policewoman didn't have any opinion on this, she just felt extremely upset.

And when she could hear a man screaming heartbreakingly in the background of the radio, "I'm blind, I'm blind, I can't see!"... her distress doubled.

Just twenty minutes ago, Xiao Niao left some nonsense on the intercom saying "If you don't come, then this will be my last words" - the atmosphere was so dull and depressing that it was like he was telling a will.

Less than half an hour later, he kidnapped a group of criminals without saying a word.

It was even broadcast!

Although she knew that this also meant to alert the police... Lando was still confused.

She went through all the cases she had handled in the first half of her life, and then she was sure: this was absolutely unprecedented.

The police officer next to him also came to his senses at this time.

He suddenly realized something and said, "Ah, Captain Lan, I get it. Is that the informant you mentioned on the radio—the one who infiltrated the factory?"

Lando's eyes were a little evasive: "It should be her..."

The police officer suddenly became excited: "Does that mean that the factory basement is now under our control?"

According to the information passed back by the informant, the criminal gang locked all the trafficked people in a warehouse under the factory.

If the underground facilities are controlled, it means that the criminals no longer have hostages to threaten the police.

Lando wasn't sure whether Xiaoniao was considered a 'police officer', but after a pause, she nodded at the SWAT team members.

The policewoman frowned seriously and pulled out the Type 77 pistol from her holster.

She looked at the assault team members hiding nearby and the criminals lying on the ground in the previous armed conflict.

The firepower equipment of human traffickers is far inferior to that of regular special police.

In just a few minutes of fighting, the other side had lost most of its men.

Lando's gaze finally fell on the closed door of the office not far away.

The last few guys who were resisting stubbornly - and Lao Mo, the core leader of the trafficking gang, are now hiding in that office.

It's time to find out.

Officer Lando stretched out his right hand, put his five fingers together, and made a forward cutting gesture.

This is what offense means.

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Xiao Niao exhaled slowly, released his hand that was pressing the button, and casually put the walkie-talkie on his waist.

Number Four swayed around her feet, shaking his head from time to time.

When the stun grenade exploded, Cat No. 4 was in the ventilation duct.

Although it ran as far away as possible after pushing the stun grenade, it was still more or less affected by the explosion.

Number Four felt a little dizzy and his ears were buzzing.

It followed Xiao Niao, wagging its tail clumsily - the bird was using a master key to open the doors of the iron cages one by one, freeing those who were locked up like animals.

Including several children aged seven or eight, there are at least thirty or forty abducted people imprisoned in this abandoned warehouse.

Under normal circumstances, Xiao Niao alone would not be able to take care of so many victims.

But because those who were rescued first spontaneously helped her - guarding the traffickers or comforting the younger children - the situation did not become more chaotic.

Perhaps because they had not yet truly escaped danger, everyone tacitly remained silent, and no one was even crying.

After all the people were released, the human traffickers who were tied up slowly recovered from the effects of the stun grenades.

When they struggled to open their red and bloodshot eyes, they felt dozens of creepy eyes staring at them.

The traffickers couldn't help but huddle together to keep warm in the scorching summer.

Xiao Niao didn't notice the commotion over there. She was currently sorting out the lethal weapons she had confiscated.

Under the guidance of the system, Xiao Niao removed the magazines of the pistol one by one, disassembled the remaining parts into parts, and assembled them all together.

Only the most powerful shotgun was left behind - the police had not arrived yet, and she needed the gun to create her own threat of force.

To prevent accidental discharge, she turned the safety back on.

Xiao Niao took the gun and turned around, and was not surprised to see... several victims kicking and stomping the human traffickers.

Hiss...that kick was pretty hard.

It didn't seem right to just watch on like this. Xiao Niao thought for a moment and advised, "Be careful not to beat them to death. They still have another 40 to 50 years in prison to go."

When the people who were beating up the human traffickers heard what Xiaoniao said, they all thought it made sense - so they avoided the vital parts like the back of the head and started to attack the armpits, ribs and other places that were very painful.

Several human traffickers were beaten so hard that they cried for their parents.

Their eyes and ears were still hurting, and when they were beaten they couldn't even see who was hitting them. They could only scream in pain and their faces were covered with smoky makeup.

Xiao Niao watched with great interest from a distance, his hand slowly running along the back of cat number four.

She noticed that No. 4 was not in good condition. After touching it for a while, she picked it up and carefully put it back into her shoulder bag.

All we have to do now is wait for the police to break down the door and let them out. There shouldn't be any place where Number Four needs to appear.

This fat cat did indeed make a great contribution - Xiaoniao was able to successfully carry out the plan and rescue the people, and Cat No. 4 played an indispensable role.

Number Four was really tired this time, so Xiao Niao decided to let it rest for a while.

When he raised his head again, Xiao Niao inadvertently glanced at the group of human traffickers squatting on the ground and passively being beaten.

Then, the expression on her face hardened and she walked forward quickly with the gun in her arms.

"Stop fighting for now," Xiao Niao said, "Everyone retreat."

The victims who were beating others looked at each other.

But after hesitating for a few seconds, these people still took a few steps back as the bird said.

Although it was not stated explicitly, the rescued children obviously regarded the bird as their backbone.

Xiao Niao raised the barrel of the shotgun and aimed it at one of the human traffickers.

The pitch-black muzzle of the gun pointed at Xiao Li, who immediately froze and stood still without moving.

Just now, he had not struggled or resisted, but just huddled among the traffickers and silently took the beating, acting extremely cowardly, so he never expected that the bird would suddenly attack him.

Xiao Niao narrowed his eyes and ordered expressionlessly, "Throw out what's in your hand."

"There's nothing there," Xiao Li muttered softly, "I don't have anything..."

Xiao Niao pulled the bolt, and the sound of the bullet being loaded interrupted Xiao Li's nagging excuses.

She warned him, "If I shoot you now, your knee will be shattered into a rotten peach, and even surgery won't fix it."

Xiao Li didn't say anything. He and Xiao Niao were in a stalemate for a few seconds, and finally reluctantly opened his palm and threw out a blade.

Xiao Niao used his toes to move the blade aside and continued pointing his gun at the human trafficker squatting on the ground: "Turn around."

Under the threat of a gun, Xiao Li had no choice but to do as he was told - he turned around, revealing his wrists that were tied behind his back.

Most of the rope that bound him had been cut.

The people watching around were all scared out of their wits and looked at him with fear on their faces.

The human trafficker was almost about to break free from the ropes and launch an attack - if he had also cut the ropes of several of his companions around him, the situation that had already been clear would probably become chaotic again.

Xiao Niao took out a new rope from his shoulder bag and asked the people around him to tie Xiao Li up again.

"Don't act rashly," Xiao Niao said, "The police have surrounded this place. You won't be able to escape no matter what."

Xiao Li's face turned pale, and he collapsed to the ground as if all his bones had been pulled out, as if he was unable to accept the reality for a moment.

He muttered to himself, "This is impossible... impossible..." He looked like he had lost his soul.

"……This is impossible."

The gatekeeper next to Xiao Li muttered to himself, "Why? How on earth did you do it? Why were we the only ones hit by the stun grenade..."

He was unable to open his eyes completely, but only squinted a little - in these few short minutes, the gatekeeper's severely burned eyeballs had swelled up into peach pits, and physiological tears continued to flow.

The eldest brother was puzzled. He didn't understand why the piglets in the cages all closed their eyes and covered their ears at the same time - as if they had known that a stun grenade would explode.

"What on earth did you do? Why do they know—"

The elder brother thought about it and drilled the cow

At the tip of the horn, he was almost driven crazy by himself, and asked the bird a question despite the pain that seemed to be blinding him.

Xiao Niao was a little surprised that this human trafficker would ask such a question.

But at this point, there is nothing to hide.

She said: "Because I told them on the radio - basically, there was going to be a stun grenade going off and I told them to cover their ears and get down on the ground to be careful not to be blinded by the flash."

The eldest brother couldn't believe it: "What? This is impossible. How could it be a broadcast?"

"I was always guarding the door, and there were other people in the house," he muttered in a daze, "If the radio was on, I couldn't have failed to notice it."

"It's normal that you can't hear." Xiao Niao glanced at him.

"You are too old," Xiao Niao said, "too old to hear anything above 20,000 Hz."

Yes, this is not some supernatural product like magic or supernatural powers, but a trick played by Xiaoniao by taking advantage of the age difference.

Most of the abducted children were minors, and none were over twenty years old - and she knew that only young people under the age of twenty could hear high-frequency sound waves.

The information obtained from the surgeon under torture further solidified the plan: Xiao Niao learned that all the personnel in the underground facility were basically around 30 or 40 years old, and no one was under 20 years old.

Xiao Li was the youngest among them, so he could vaguely hear the sharp and piercing sound at that time.

Just as the traffickers were clamoring about how to destroy the evidence, the radio above their heads had silently switched to working mode, continuously playing the sound waves.

Everything happened quietly under their noses.

The abducted children all fell to the ground, and Number Four received the signal from the bird and pushed the stun grenade down from the vent.

Xiao Niao didn't explain it too clearly, and the eldest brother listened to it vaguely, not knowing whether he understood it at all. In short, he lowered his head in despair, as if he had been beaten up.

The gatekeeper thought sadly: I still have to study.

Otherwise, why do we say that science and technology are the primary productive forces? Nowadays, even kidnappers need to meet the cultural and knowledge standards and be scientific and practical.

But no matter how much the eldest brother regretted dropping out of junior high school, he now had no room to regret and start over.

All human traffickers, including Xiao Li who was not involved in the actual business, will face only bullets on the execution ground or decades in prison.

It is quite troublesome to convict them, and the various investigation and evidence collection processes will probably take one or two years.

but……

Xiao Niao looked at the messy account books and various paper documents with pictures on the ground.

Even she couldn't help but complain: "You guys moved all of them here...it must be hard work."

Xiao Niao squatted beside the pile of debris, searching for suitable evidence while muttering to himself.

"With so much stuff here, you guys can probably take the fast track..."

After hearing this, the faces of several human traffickers turned green and they wished they could hang themselves on the spot with a shoelace.

If someone else were to look for it, they might not be able to find it so completely - but if they were to do it themselves, they would definitely leave out every detail and no evidence would be missed.

Logically speaking, the incident is basically over here.

The police have surrounded this place, and the remaining human traffickers who are still resisting will be arrested or shot dead sooner or later.

They shouldn't be able to make any waves.

But perhaps God did not intend for things to go so smoothly.

About five minutes later, Xiao Niao smelled the smoke of burnt meat.

Anyway, it's birthday

Yesterday's chapter was, killed.