The sound of 136 guns rang out

  Hu Yuejin personally helped his daughter take off her gun belt, put on a bulletproof vest for her, carefully fastened the quick-release buckle, and after doing all this, he stepped back and looked at his daughter, remaining silent for a long time.

  Hu Rong didn't say a word, and just stared at her father like that. The two technicians were busy installing cameras and microphones on her bulletproof vest. The surrounding police officers were also busy rearranging the snipers, deploying the armored car, clearing the road, and dispersing the crowd. The surroundings were noisy and chaotic, but in the eyes of this father-daughter pair, time seemed to have frozen. It had been a long time since they last faced each other like this, the last time being the night before she took the police academy entrance exam.

  His father had grown old, with white hair on both sides of his temples and wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. The tight corners of his mouth and his resolute gaze showed his tough nature, but Hu Rong knew that her father's heart was crying. Her mother had left them early, and now it was her daughter who was going to risk her life. Whether as a veteran on the public security front line or as a father, he found it hard to face this choice.

  However, Hu Rong is not only the daughter of Hu Yuejin, but also a public security warrior, with the national emblem on her head and heavy responsibilities on her shoulders. Since she chose this glorious yet dangerous profession, she cannot shrink back when people's lives and property are threatened.

  Young intern policewoman Hu Rong, with only two stripes on her shoulder badge, is about to take on the task of infiltrating the lair and fighting against the armed robbers who are ruthless and crazy. Facing a mission that could result in nine deaths out of ten, her eyes are surprisingly calm and composed, earning the admiration of these veteran police officers who have been battling on the front lines for many years. She's indeed the daughter of an old detective!

  The camera, microphone and GPS tracker were installed. Hu Yuejin personally handed a handgun to Hu Rong, which was the 84-type micro-handgun specially equipped for anti-terrorism forces. It was extremely small in size, smaller than the 64 or 77, making it most suitable for concealment. Although its power was not ideal, it still had sufficient lethality at close range.

  Hu Rong skillfully checked the magazine and bullet, with a "click" sound loaded the bullets, hid the pistol in the specially designed hidden compartment of the bulletproof vest, re-checked various equipment, everything was ready. The leaders present came over one by one to shake hands with her.

  Without much ado, only a deep gaze and simple words of encouragement, when it was Secretary Hu's turn, this Jiangbei Municipal Political and Legal Affairs big brother didn't shake hands with his daughter, but instead stroked her hair and said: "Dad will cook soup tonight, wait for you to come and drink."

  An ordinary sentence, yet it sounds extraordinary at this moment. The eyes of the female police officers present turned red, but Hu Rong just nodded firmly and said, "Dad, I'll definitely go."

  After finishing speaking, he turned around and got into the prepared armored car without hesitation, started the engine, and drove towards the bank.

  The police cars blocking the entrance of the bank have been withdrawn, leaving a passage. The main road in the distance has also implemented traffic control, and a wide road is empty.

  As soon as Hu Rong drove the armored cash transport vehicle over, the two robbers exchanged a smile, with joy in their eyes. The shorter robber even pulled out a pack of cigarettes and handed one to Old Three: "You're not bad, kid. Why don't you just join us?"

  Lao San was overjoyed and flattered, nodding his head and bowing, took the cigarette and lit it himself, saying: "I don't dare, I don't dare."

  Taking advantage of the standoff, the robbers have already swept away all the cash in the bank, two large bags are filled to the brim, now under their feet, the two guys are complacent and full of confidence.

  "Big brother, why not release a few hostages, it's better for everyone to feel at ease." Old Three cautiously put forward his own opinion, but he wasn't really thinking about the well-being of the hostages. He was thinking that since he had helped them so much, they should at least let him go first.

  The hijacker nodded and pointed his gun at several elderly, weak, sick and disabled hostages: "You, you, and a few of you, get out."

  A few people chosen by him, like Meng Daxia, struggled to run out, but unfortunately, their legs cramped and they could only support each other with difficulty. Lao San made a bitter face, pointing at his own nose and said: "Big brother, I..."

  "You're still useful, stay with me for a while longer," the bandit said.

  Lao San was furious, a surge of hatred rose to his head. If it were usual times, he would have taught these two kids a lesson they'd never forget, but now with guns pointed at him, he could only pretend to be obedient.

  Eight hostages were released, crawling out of the rolling shutter door and stumbling out. Sixteen police officers rushed up immediately, two carrying one, quickly covering them to a safe area. Medical personnel came forward for treatment. These hostages were all middle-aged and elderly people, who might have suffered from heart disease and high blood pressure due to fright.

  Several police officers rushed over to ask about the situation, but tragically, these hostages were frightened from the very beginning and couldn't remember anything. Even when recalling some fragments under prompting, they were mutually contradictory, full of errors and omissions. Some said there were three hijackers, while others said four; some said the hijackers had double guns, while others said they had submachine guns or even grenade launchers. In short, these elderly people were so frightened that their memories were disordered, their words incoherent, and they couldn't provide any effective clues.

  The hijackers released a batch of hostages but still held four or five people hostage until Hu Rong came in and then released them.

  Hu Rong stopped the car, put it in neutral gear, and didn't turn off the engine. She directly opened the door and jumped out, expressionless, pulled open the rear door, and showed the hijacker that the compartment was empty, indicating there were no hidden dangers inside.

  At this time, the electric rolling shutter of the bank had been hit to a half position, and the armored car was parked under the steps, forming an angle difference, so that it could be seen clearly inside the bank. The robbers confirmed that there were no ambushes, but they did not come out, instead ordering Hu Rong to come in.

  Hu Rong had this intention, only by grasping the accurate number of hijackers could the police respond. At this moment, her heart was beating violently, and her hands were slightly trembling. Although she was an excellent graduate of the police academy, although she was Hu Yajun's daughter, although she was a brave policewoman, however, she was still just a 22-year-old girl after all.

  She took a deep breath, calming her pounding heart, and slowly walked up the stairs. As she ascended step by step, the situation inside the bank came into view. Several hostages were standing in front, trembling with fear. Behind them stood several men, including two wearing black clothes with their heads covered, who were clearly the robbers. The shorter one was holding a five-shot revolver, while the taller one had a handgun in one hand and was grasping a three or four-year-old little girl with the other.

  There was another man from Ludu with a jacket and a cigarette in his mouth, standing next to the hijacker with a very strange expression.

  When Hu Rong appeared, the man awkwardly removed the half-smoked cigarette from his mouth and secretly threw it under his feet to extinguish it. This action made Hu Rong, a top student at the police academy, even more suspicious of the man. He was suspicious!

  Wasn't he the man who kidnapped the child just now? How did he end up with the hijackers? She involuntarily turned to Li Youquan, hoping to use the hidden camera on her chest to take a picture of the man's face.

  Lao San was flustered in his heart, feeling extremely regretful. Just now, the short bandit had given him a cigarette to smoke, and in order to show off his cleverness and obedience, he cooperated very well and lit it up. As it happened, he was also a big smoker, and having not smoked for half a day made him feel like he was suffocating. After lighting the cigarette, he couldn't put it down until Hu Rong walked in, casting a suspicious glance at him, when he suddenly came to his senses and hastily threw away the cigarette butt.

  This is troublesome, standing with the hijacker to smoke, and being seen by Secretary Hu's daughter. It's like mud falling into my pants, it's not shit but also not not shit. In the future when investigating, it will be hard to explain clearly!

  Jin Dun Company is a third industry of the municipal bureau, not only having escort business, but also some technical engineering. Lao San is very familiar with technical detective methods, relying on his intuition he guessed that Hu Rong's body might be installed with cameras. If he was photographed, it would be troublesome. So, Lao San made another extremely wrong decision.

  He slightly tilted his head and whispered to the tall hijacker: "Be aware that she may have a camera on her body."

  The tall bandit immediately raised his gun and aimed at Hu Rong: "Halt, turn around!"

  Hu Rong stood obediently, slowly turning around, and under the gunpoint, no one dared to show heroism. However, these few seconds were enough, in the command vehicle, several leaders discovered Lao San's figure through the lens.

  "Who is this person! What does he want!" Deputy Director Song shouted sternly.

  The words had barely fallen when the camera shook and the screen suddenly turned into snowflakes.

  Several leaders present in the scene felt a sudden tension and stood up simultaneously.

  Almost at the same time, a burst of gunfire like popping beans was heard in the bank, with extremely short intervals, perhaps three shots, four shots or five shots, no one could judge, but it can be confirmed that something has happened!

  Everyone rushed into the bank together, and Hu Yuejin, the number one in politics and law in Jiangbei City, actually rushed to the front!

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