Chapter 180: Yufeng Primary School, Luo Juan

But the scene in front of them still stunned them.

An old lady in her late seventies was holding an umbrella in her hand. Just as she was about to step out, she encountered several people falling from the sky. She was so frightened that she fell to the ground. There were still water stains on the floor.

Obviously, I was scared to death.

"Hello, grandma, don't be afraid. We are from the Public Security Bureau. I heard that there are often wild cats here at night. We received an alarm call from your community and we are here to catch the wild cats." Conan Doyle immediately changed his attitude and looked pleasant.

Answer: "I wonder if your old man has ever been disturbed by wild cats?"

The old lady looked at Conan Doyle. Although there was a suspicious look on her face, she still nodded and prepared to close the door.

"Grandma, we still have something to ask you. I wonder if you have a teenage girl at home."

Conan Doyle asked again.

The old lady raised her head and glanced at Conan Doyle, then screamed in fright and closed the door.

With the superior IQ of several people, they quickly understood what the old lady was thinking. She must also know about the serial murders that occurred in the past few days. The victims were all teenage girls. These people must be the murderers.

He's going to kill his granddaughter.

"Are we that fierce?" Scalpel cursed rebelliously, "Damn it, I'm here to protect you, but in the end I'm enjoying the treatment of a murderer."

"Okay, okay, let's continue to wait." Conan Doyle denied Scalpel's complaint: "Who told you to get a higher salary than others."

Sighing helplessly, they each returned to their respective positions.

Yin Hui was hiding on the stairs leading to the second floor, and he could see down at a glance. The dark room did look eerie enough, but he was thinking about another problem in his mind.

"Then what did the old lady plan to do when she went out just now? She is so old."

At this moment, the old lady's voice came from the room, as if she was talking to someone.

"Hey, son, come back quickly. Those murderers are here and have surrounded our house. Go pick up Xiaojuan quickly. Don't let Xiaojuan come back."

"Yeah, hurry up, I'll call 110 right now."

The old lady's voice was intermittent, and even a fool could guess that she was on the phone.

"It seems that her granddaughter doesn't have her own family." Yin Hui thought for a while, "Mom, how could you forget this? Her granddaughter must have gone to school." He cursed with some resentment, and then summoned the incredible team through the intercom.

Member: "Don't ambush here, her granddaughter has gone to school."

"Holy shit, isn't this just kidding?" Scalpel cursed and walked out of the back window.

The sniper also put away the AK47, wiped the dust on the floor, spit, and gathered up.

"Where does her granddaughter go to school?" Yellow Crane Tower smoked.

"I don't know. I just heard the old lady call and ask her son to pick up her granddaughter from school. Who knows what school it is." Yin Hui was also a little angry. After waiting for a long time, it was just a waste of time.

"Yin Hui, think of a way to find out from the old lady's mouth where her granddaughter goes to school." Conan Doyle breathed into his hand. Just now, he was shivering from the cold outside. He really answered that sentence.

As the old saying goes, it’s so cold just to be cool.

"Yes." He nodded and looked at the closed door. He sighed: "I'm sorry, old lady. For the safety of your granddaughter, I'm going to trouble you. Special forces, kick the door open."

Every time the sturdy special forces took a step, the door trembled three times.

Bang.

The special forces soldier kicked up with his boat-like feet, but failed to break open the lock. Instead, a big hole was cracked in the door panel, and a footprint appeared.

After a few more kicks, the already somewhat damaged door cracked open with a large hole for people to get in. Yin Hui flew up and got in through the door that could only allow one person to get in.

The old lady was so frightened that she trembled all over and collapsed on the chair. She didn't speak for a long time, but stared at Yin Hui with her eyes.

There was raindrops dripping on the chair, and it seemed that she was quite frightened.

"Don't come over, or I'll call the police." The old lady took out her trump card and held the phone in her hand.

"I told you that we are the police, but we have wronged you. Your granddaughter is being targeted. We have to protect her and tell me where she goes to school."

"You bastards, I won't die..." Taking advantage of the old lady's excitement, he rushed up, put the charm in his hand on the old lady's forehead, and then recited a series of spells.

The old lady's voice stopped suddenly, and then she slowly said the following words: "Yu...feng...xiao...xue..., Luo Juan"

"Okay, old lady, thank you for your advice." Yin Hui cupped her fists and thanked her, took off the charm, and comforted her again, saying, "Don't worry, we are really here to protect her. This is my work permit." He turned to the National Security Bureau.

His work ID card was flashed in front of her, then he opened the lock from inside and walked out.

The old lady didn't know the National Security Bureau's work permit. She just muttered: "I betrayed my granddaughter, haha, I betrayed my granddaughter."

"This old lady... is really ignorant..." Master Niaoniao sighed: "People, the older they get, the more confused they become. Taoist nun, have you seen that you must be like this in your old age. Women without the protection of men are so miserable.

sorrow."

"Go to hell." The Taoist nun cursed directly and followed them out to ### primary school to find Luo Juan.

I just hope that Luo Juan hasn't finished school yet, or is staying in a crowded place, so that the murderer won't dare to approach him.

The murderer committed the crime very carefully and would not leave any clues, so he would never commit the crime in a crowded place. As long as he stayed in the crowd, the possibility of danger was very small.

But when they walked out of the corridor door, there were rustling footsteps outside the door.

"You are all surrounded. Raise your hands and surrender. You know the government's policy. Resist..."

The shouting voice stopped suddenly.

With a loud bang, the body of the police officer who shouted flew seven miles away, and finally fell onto the car.

"We are the National Security Bureau, stop it." The special forces came to the police officer who was shouting at some unknown time. It was all his fault that the police officer flew up just now. At this moment, he was holding the work certificate of the National Security Bureau in his hand.

Yin Hui sighed: "I didn't expect that boy's body to be very flexible. He had already rushed to the side of the police car without even seeing him."

"Tch, you don't know what the special forces do. Back then, this kid ambushed a hundred opponents alone in the mountains and forest and managed to escape. What he is best at is sneak attacks in secret."

Yin Hui nodded, what a talent. A talent that is rare to see in a century.

The rest of the police began to hesitate. They had seen the National Security Bureau's work permit. Who knew whether this burly boy was a fake or real.

When the policeman on top of the fallen car heard the words National Security Bureau, he immediately became alert. He endured the severe pain all over his body and turned his attention to the ID of the special forces soldier.

"Get out of my way, they are from the National Security Bureau." The police officer shouted, and he slowly climbed down from the car.

"Conan Doyle, this is the meeting gift you gave me." The police officer limped towards Conan Doyle, and you can imagine the depressed mood on his face.

A dignified police officer did not even react at all when he was attacked by others.

"Oh? It turns out to be Director Chen Chong." Seeing the fat police officer, Conan Doyle recognized it: "Why are you here?"

"I didn't listen to your call, so I came to protect the people you mentioned who were about to be harmed." Officer Chen spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, but unexpectedly it turned out to be a mouthful of blood: "I said what is that door for?

The body weight must have weighed 200 kilograms at least, but that boy actually lifted it up for me."

"Just one of our most ordinary team members." Conan Doyle's tone was a bit mocking: "The dignified director is here to guard the victim. I see that you clearly want to catch the murderer. Isn't it a great achievement?"

She was not shy about what she said.

"Um...Hey, you talk...why don't you consider other people's feelings at all?" Director Chen's tone was really embarrassing: "I am only serving the people. How can you say that I am doing this for meritorious service?"

?And I also received a call to the police on the way, saying that someone here wanted to kill his granddaughter. I thought there was no one guarding here."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, I don't have time to talk to you about this now, I still have things to do." Conan Doyle stopped talking nonsense: "Go and comfort the old man inside, he seems to be frightened.

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"Okay, leave it to me." Director Chen agreed happily, then turned around and said: "Negotiation expert, go and comfort the old woman inside."

A uniformed policeman walked out of three police cars. He looked back at the special forces with a somewhat fearful look, and then walked up.

After turning around a corridor, I saw an old lady slumped on a chair and peeing out of fear.

"Old man, don't be afraid. We are the police, and those people just now are from the National Security Bureau and are here to protect you."

The frightened old lady looked at the negotiator with confused eyes. Seeing his kind face and sincerity in his tone, she struggled out of fear.

"Let's go." Conan Doyle turned around in a big-brother style, with long flowing hair, which made Director Chen's eyes widen.

"Foreign girls are just different." Director Chen looked at her leaving figure, shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that a woman's family has to suffer so many bachelors. Let's go see the old lady.

Xiao Li, get ready to take pictures."

A young man holding a photographer's camera next to him nodded repeatedly, checked the camera again, nodded and said: "Director, you are ready."

"Let's go and comfort the old woman. Our action this time is to do good deeds and create new trends. We will monitor the public sentiment at the end of the day."

"The director is still wise. Li Gang's magic is all in vain."

Several people nearby echoed.

"Why, it seems that you are very familiar with Director Chen." In the car, Yin Hui asked half-jokingly.

"Well, of course, he once pursued me, but I rejected him on the spot." Conan Doyle answered without any scruples.

"Haha, it seems that our team leader has quite some backbone." Scalpel interrupted and said with a smile: "Just such a lustful guy, let alone the director, even if he is the provincial governor, we will not marry him.

You have to find gentlemen like Yin Hui and me."

She meant these words to Conan Doyle and Yin Hui. However, Yin Hui punched him: "When will you be more mature? No wonder you haven't found a wife yet at this age."

"Tch, no one wants me with my conditions? I am a famous detective agent in our village. There is no way, this is the strength of the idol group. Later, I regarded the 007 movies I watched as myself
To be continued...