"yes!"

"Team Zhang, check the signal patterns of each ship and remind passing ships to pay attention and avoid it."

"clear."

"Xiaoyu, I have a set of clean clothes on 001. You should quickly change into them. Don't catch a cold."

"OK."

Han Yu wanted to interrogate Chen Xiaojuan, but now was not the time.

He quickly looked around and confirmed that all the suspects had been arrested, then walked quickly to the bow of the ship, took out his mobile phone and called Bureau He and Bureau Zhang to report, and then notified the teams waiting for arrest in other places to close the arrest.

Every place has its own wedding and funeral customs.

In Linghai, if someone dies in the family, they are usually buried during the day.

The target Fang Zhiqiang wanted to arrest was attending the funeral of his recently deceased father in the early hours of the morning.

I don’t know if funeral reforms have not been implemented here, or if the management is not strict enough. People here are still buried when they die.

Before dawn, the funeral procession set off with great fanfare.

There were fifty or sixty people in total, including monks, Taoists, filial sons and grandsons, relatives and friends. There were also quite a few villagers who heard the sound of drums and came out to watch the fun before dawn.

Fang Zhiqiang and Xiao Chen, together with their colleagues from the local police station, mingled with the crowd of spectators and watched from a distance as the funeral procession stopped in a crop field.

The order to close the net has been received and can be arrested at any time.

Xiao Chen asked in a low voice in his hometown dialect: "Team Fang, are you going to arrest me?"

With local colleagues assisting us, we don’t have to worry about the suspect’s family, relatives and friends being obstructed.

But a hole is being dug ahead, and the coffin will be buried later, and the target to be arrested is the eldest son of the deceased...

The law is nothing more than human feelings.
Chapter completed!