After calling the newspaper and TV station, Tan Xiaotian took out a box of Honghe from his school uniform pocket, lit one and took a sip. The spicy tobacco instantly filled his mouth. After smoking half of it, he ejected the remaining cigarette butt and continued to call.

"Hey, Jiang Hai?

I, Zhou Xinfei, have an emergency situation that needs to be taken immediately. I just received an order from my superiors that several news media wanted to shoot a report for our front-line police officers, mainly reflecting the image of police officers in the new era. Someone happened to report that there may be guns hidden in the building in Liujiazi Xingfu Lane, West District. You can bring a few police officers with good image and arrive immediately. Are there any problems?"

Because of the half of the cigarette just now, Tan Xiaotian's voice became much hoarse, and he looked more like Zhou Xinguang.

Jiang Hai, the captain of the Criminal Police Detachment of the Daodong District Branch, is a typical Northeastern man with a big and round waist, but he is as careful as a voice. Zhou Xinfei's speaking speed is too fast, which is different from before, and the number displayed on the landline is not his office number. He frowned and asked, "Director Zhou, let's do Daodong's case, have we stepped on the line?

If that guy Li Dewu finds out, he will probably stare at me."

"When is it? The reporter has already been dispatched. I didn't even go back to the office after coming out of the publicity department. I called you at the telephone booth on the side of the road. It's 8:15 now. At 8:30, you must rush to Liujiazi Xingfu Lane. If the shooting is delayed, I'll ask you."

Pa, Tan Xiaotian hung up the phone without hesitation.

He has been an undercover agent for many years and is familiar with the rules within the public security system. His superiors cannot be too polite to his subordinates. He yells when he should, and he yells when he should.

In addition, the reason why he asked the police from Daodong to investigate Daoxi was that he was afraid that Liu Jun would be in Daoxi for many years and someone would protect him.

When handling cases across regions, Daodong's police will not protect him.

When Jiang Hai heard the busy voice coming from the other end of the listener, he no longer hesitated. Director Zhou's voice was a little weird. Maybe it was because the matter was too anxious, but who else was there except him for this hot temper?

Damn, the officials above, I think it's a place to go, and we have to cooperate with the performance when I shoot a broken report.

"Xiao Wang, Liu, find me a few tall and good-looking people, and set off immediately. There are urgent tasks, what tasks?

Go and make a movie."

Drip and Drip and Drip... A few minutes later, two police cars sounded the sirens and rushed towards the west side of the road.

At 8:30, the downstairs of Building 3, Xingfu Lane were already full of people, and the tall and burly Jiang Hai was talking to several reporters carrying cameras.

"Dear reporters, I am Jiang Hai, the captain of the Criminal Police Detachment of Daodong Branch. How did you receive the news about this operation?"

He was used to being cautious and wanted to confirm again before taking action.

Several reporters said in a verbal way: “Isn’t your Director Zhou in contact with us?

He said he wanted to report an operation and show his police style."

There is no doubt about it anymore, Jiang Hai waved his hand and said, "Action!"

The elite soldiers and generals under his command stepped forward together, quickly broke through the door of the successful building with professional tools, and then rushed in.

Those who followed Jiang Hai were experienced old detectives. After entering the building, they automatically searched separately without waiting for orders.

The reporters held a camera and followed suit.

The man in the building was a maid under Liu Jun. He was busy serving the bureau until 3 o'clock in the middle of the night. Now he is sleeping soundly. He was pressed into the bed without knowing anything and was handcuffed. Then the flash lights flashed, making his eyes blurred.

Several people asked sternly: "Tell me honestly, where is the gun hidden?"

The maid was completely confused, "What gun?

Who are you?"

"I'm not honest!"

Someone raised his hand at that time, but was immediately pressed by the people around him and whispered: "Don't do it, there is a reporter!"

A few minutes later, an excited voice rang through the building, "Gun, I found the gun."

... Nonsense, I almost put my gun on the surface, and I can't find you anymore, I'm really a waste.

Tan Xiaotian kept seeing Jiang Hai and the others escorting the horsemen and taking the evidence into the police car. Then he put away his telescope and slowly climbed down from the locust tree near the second-story building.

Since he didn't plan to kill someone, he would have become the first choice to follow the police route. It took such a lot of effort to make Liu Jun's case a tough one.

Since the plan was formulated yesterday, Tan Xiaotian made up the idea of ​​asking the news media to intervene.

Because he was not sure how deep Liu Jun’s background was, only the media participation could completely uncover the cover.

If you privately hide a gun, you will be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of more than three years and not more than seven years. In addition to those books, Liu Jun will be sentenced to at least five years.

The only flaw is that Jiang Hai and Zhou Xinfei will definitely notice something is wrong afterwards, but so what?

Who would have thought that such a rigorous and perfect plan was planned and implemented by a high school student?

Tan Xiaotian pulled out another Red River, and this time he slowly sucked a small mouthful.

These methods are all thanks to Mu Ying, the beautiful girl who is a genius criminal, Harvard MBA, who has more than doubled her family's drug business in just five years with professional management knowledge.

Tan Xiaotian followed her almost all over the world, and saw her strategies and ideas with his own eyes, and learned a lot from the influence of his eyes.

Pig large intestine, Liu Jun and other enemies who seemed powerful in their previous lives, are just native chickens and tiles in Tan Xiaotian's eyes at this time.

The troubles in front of him were gone, and Tan Xiaotian's steps became lighter and lighter.

I jumped into the campus from the wall in the southeast corner, and Tan Xiaotianshen entered the teaching building without knowing it. It was the last class time in the morning. On the podium, a young English teacher Chen Yu was writing a blackboard.

Tan Xiaotian opened the back door and squatted down with his bulging schoolbag on his back and quickly approached his desk. His movements attracted the attention of the students in the back rows. Ma Wei and Zhang Dapeng were all winking at him.

"What's wrong?"

Tan Xiaotian kept his feet, and opened his mouth to make a silent mouth shape.

Ma Wei responded to him with a lip silly, "Stand up! The teacher has found you."

Tan Xiaotian looked up and Chen Yu turned around at some point, glaring at him with a cold face.

Coaxing... the whole class burst into laughter, only Chu Ting, with a hint of disappointment flashing across his face.

"Tan Xiaotian, can you explain to me why you were late?"

Tan Xiaotian stood up embarrassedly, and without waiting for Chen Yu to speak, he walked to the end and stood up.

The small and delicate Chen Yu rushed down with three-inch high heels. Feng Fenghuohuo came to Tan Xiaotian, raised his face and asked, "Tan Xiaotian, the college entrance examination is about to be held, why don't you go to class?

Do you really think that going to a third-rate sports university is enough? With your conditions, you should be better, do you know?"

Chen Yu is a master's student at Bincheng Foreign Studies University and a very responsible teacher. When she saw Tan Xiaotian just bowed her head, she couldn't help but get even more angry. She reached out to grab Tan Xiaotian's schoolbag with her sideways, "You skipped class and were late, why are you carrying such a big schoolbag for your work?

Oh, what are you pretending to be so heavy here?”

Tan Xiaotian was shocked and had 70,000 yuan and pistol bullets in his bag, so he must not let outsiders know about it.

He hurriedly protected his schoolbag, and in desperation he spoke in English, "se   respect   personal   privacy." The word "response    privacy." It was a true American English.

(Teacher Chen, please respect your privacy.

) Chen Yu was a little stunned, his face relaxed a little, "Do     poor    students     privacy?

In     high    school,good    students      deserve     rights.”(Bad students are not worthy of privacy. In high school, only good students have rights.

) Tan Xiaotian's face did not change his expression, "If   you    don"t,it     will    be   as  wait   and    see.I     create   a     bsp;for      you.” (If you don't, you'll make a splash. Please watch me, I will make a miracle for you.

) Chen Yu's eyes already had a faint smile, "Okay, you   go     back    and      down!
Chapter completed!