A madman in France? How come he's always at crime scenes!

Chapter 70 You're kidding me!

The sound of shattering glass exploded in the receiver.

Wu Liang suddenly sat up straight.

"Zhang Jiajing? Where are you?"

There was chaos on the other end of the phone, like someone was shouting something outside, mixed with Zhang Jiajing's trembling voice.

"Law firm... I'm at the law firm... someone's here..."

Before he could finish speaking, all he heard was a busy signal.

"Hey, feed me?"

Wu Liang quickly called back.

Shut down.

His expression changed instantly, and he grabbed his coat and rushed outside.

"Depend on!"

The temporary office of the municipal bureau was right across the street. When he rushed in, the on-duty police officer had just looked up and hadn't even had a chance to ask a question when Wu Liang ran straight in.

"Captain Meng!"

The conference room door was pushed open.

Meng Jiang was looking at Lin Huaishan's old case materials when Zhang Ze leaned back in his chair and yawned. Hearing the noise, the two of them looked up at the same time.

"My assistant might be in trouble at the law firm! They just called for help, and there was the sound of breaking glass!"

The drowsiness on Zhang Ze's face vanished instantly, and he jumped up.

"Yuanda Law Firm?"

"Yes, Copper City!"

Meng Jiang's face instantly darkened.

"Walk."

Zhang Ze had already grabbed the car keys and was making a call on his phone as he walked out.

"Old Zhao, something might have happened at Yuanda Law Firm. Wu's assistant is inside, but the phone is off."

I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone.

Zhang Ze didn't stop walking.

"Don't ask me what happened, I don't know either. Attorney Wu said the glass is broken and someone is shouting for help. You're nearby, take them there first."

He paused for a moment.

"Yes, let's go with the worst-case scenario."

Wu Liang, who was following behind, felt a sinking feeling in his heart when he heard these words.

What's the worst that could happen?

He's gotten himself into too much trouble these days, so it's not impossible that he might encounter some extremely vicious situations.

He clenched his fists and quickened his pace again.

……

Zhang Ze's van was speeding towards Tongcheng, almost at the speed limit.

The car radio never stopped.

"Tongcheng Criminal Police Team 1 received this and is on its way to Yuanda Law Firm."

The local police station has dispatched officers.

"Attention patrol cars nearby. The area where Yuanda Law Firm is located should be under control first. Do not make contact with any suspicious persons."

Zhang Ze held the steering wheel with one hand and pressed the headset with the other.

"Old Zhao, where are we?"

Zhao Anmin's voice came through the car's Bluetooth, still giving instructions.

"Three minutes left... Sun Jin! Take Team Two through the back alley and tell the police station officers not to enter yet. Wait until we arrive before taking action!"

Wu Liang sat in the back row, his face extremely grim.

Meng Jiang glanced at him but didn't offer any words of comfort.

Because I know that saying anything now is useless.

They had just emerged from Cao Yang's clutches, only to find guns, grenades, and a hospital cover-up. Zhang Jiajing's call was cut off so suddenly that no one dared to underestimate the situation.

The same applies to Zhao Anmin's side.

Tongcheng Criminal Police Team.

Zhao Anmin fastened the holster and waved to the criminal police officers.

"Put on your stab-proof vest, carry two spears, and take one shield."

Sun Jin hadn't figured out the situation yet, but he knew it was definitely going to be big.

"Captain Zhao, what's the situation at the law firm?"

"I heard the sound of breaking glass on the phone, someone screaming for help, then the phone was switched off." Zhao Anmin opened the car door, his face terrifyingly dark. "Damn it! These people are completely lawless!"

A young detective standing nearby tensed up.

"Is it related to September 15th?"

Zhao Anmin waved his hand, leaving only one sentence.

"We'll talk about it when we get there. Don't guess on the bus."

Three police cars sped out of the yard.

On the way, Zhao Anmin contacted the local police station again.

"Seal off the outer perimeter first, and don't sound the horn. Clear out as many onlookers as possible, and check all the windows on the upper floors... Is there any high ground across the street?"

The police officers from the local police station rushed back.

"There's an old residential building, six stories high."

"Send someone up there."

"A sniper?"

"Let's grab a spot first," Zhao Anmin said firmly. "Don't wait until something really happens to find a place."

At the street corner where Yuanda Law Firm is located, a large number of police cars have been parked scattered along the roadside.

Zhao Anmin got out of the car and looked around; the first thing he saw was shattered glass scattered all over the ground.

The once decent glass door at the entrance of Yuanda Law Firm was smashed with a large hole, and shards of glass were scattered from inside the door all the way down the steps.

There was a large patch of red on the ground.

Zhao Anmin's heart sank, and his fists clenched.

"Second Group Back Door!"

He practically shouted it through gritted teeth into the microphone.

Sun Jin immediately raised his hand and led two criminal police officers to lower their bodies and press their way into the side alley.

One instruction after another was issued rapidly.

"Police station, clear the crowd to the street corner, and immediately stop anyone filming!"

"Report your location upstairs!"

The sound came through the headset very quickly.

"The sixth floor across the street is now open. You can see the law firm's entrance from the window, but you can't see inside clearly."

"Stand by and keep watch at the entrance."

"receive."

At this moment, Sun Jin had already reached the alley next to the law firm, holding the gun in one hand and pressing his right hand behind him.

Two detectives stood close to the outer wall, one holding a shield and the other a gun.

Sun Jin listened intently...

Snapped!

A sound like something breaking.

Seems to be……

cup?

Sun Jin was taken aback. Just as he was about to listen more carefully, his expression suddenly turned strange.

"Old Sun, what's the situation on your end?"

"..."

Zhao Anmin gripped the walkie-talkie tightly.

"Speak!"

"...Damn it, see for yourself!"

Zhao Anmin was taken aback and looked up at the law firm entrance in the distance.

Several men with brightly colored hair staggered backward from the doorway, followed closely by a mop head.

"You're such a shrew! Who would want someone like you?"

"Don't think I'll be afraid just because you're a woman..."

A few thugs cursed and dodged the waving wet mop, when a strong female voice came from inside the law firm.

"Get out!"

The next second, Zhang Jiajing, wielding a mop in both hands and with her hair disheveled, rushed to the door.

"I'll let you film! I'll let you smash things!"

The blond guy at the front was still holding a phone, shouting as he backed away.

"Your law firm is defending a thug and you think you're in the right? Everyone saw it! She hit him first!"

The other one, wearing a black T-shirt, was still being stubborn.

"It's just a broken window, right? Your boss is defending a murderer, hitting you is the least of his worries!"

The third one was even younger, carrying half a brick, and was about to shout something along with him.

Then he turned around...

The whole street was quiet.

The blond-haired man was holding up his phone, his arm still suspended in mid-air.

The black T-shirt looked like it had been choked.

The guy carrying the brick, who was just about to strike a tough pose, suddenly found himself staring at a row of policemen at the street corner, his legs buckling uncontrollably.

Thud, he knelt on the ground.

"Police officer..."

Sun Jin emerged from the side alley, gun barrel lowered, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Hands up!"

Huang Mao was the first to react, immediately raising both hands upwards.

As a result, he forgot that he was holding his phone in his right hand and had a live stream running.

Sun Jin, with his sharp eyes, immediately snatched the phone, and his vision went black as the live stream chat went wild.

[Holy crap, are they real police?]

Is this a raid on terrorists?

[Host, please stop shaking, I'm carsick!]

The blond-haired man's face turned white.

"Officer, I was just jumping on the bandwagon..."

Sun Jinqiang suppressed the urge to curse and fiddled with the live stream for a long time before finally turning it off.

Then there's no need to suppress it anymore.

"You're trying to take advantage of me, you old man!!!"