That night, it was past ten o'clock.

More than 20 staff members from the Foreign Affairs Office of the Military Intelligence Bureau of the Eighth District arrived in Songjiang, District 9, and were picked up by Ma Laoer.

In Tuzha Street, in the conference room of Songjiang Station of the Military Supervision Bureau, Ma Laoer whispered to the leader of District 8: "You have confirmed the whereabouts of the suspect, are you?"

"Not yet." A major officer from District 8 shook his head and replied: "Our people are in contact with insiders, and they will probably be able to reply soon."

Ma Lao Er nodded: "Then what do we need to cooperate with?"

"We will arrest ourselves, but these two people involved in the case may have a top political background, so we need your help when we take them back." The major officer said after thinking.

"Okay." Ma Laoer responded immediately: "Then you have a meeting. If you need anything, just tell me directly."

"Haole."

Both sides shook hands.

The reason why Ma Laoer got involved was because he received a call from Qin Yu and learned that Lao Mao was attacked, so he would naturally give help to the staff of District 8 within his own sphere of influence.

After the exchange, the staff from District 8 borrowed the conference room of Songjiang Station and held a brief meeting.

...

District 9 Fengbei.

The person Feng Lei called was Lu Fang. He specially provided military intelligence for the prince. He also had a regular official position in the Feng army, but he was in the logistics department and his level was equivalent to a regiment-level cadre.

Lu Fang is a very low-key person in District 9. He is usually not aware of the mountains and rivers, but his subordinates control a large number of military personnel and do things that are not allowed to be on the table.

The two suspects were Lu Fang's subordinates. They had previously opened a private law firm in Fengbei, and Lu Fang was instructed. He admired these two people very much, but now that the upper class has spoken, he has to abandon these two beloved generals.

There is a street called Blan Avenue in Fengbei City and Zhanan District. This street almost runs across the entire Zhanan District. The buildings here are mainly European-style. The people living here are all immigrants from Europeans. Local Chinese call this place a privately foreign street.

Most of the residents of Laowai Street are well-known Europeans. Simply put, this is a wealthy area. Those who can live here either serve as officials in the Ninth District Government F organization or are businessmen.

Therefore, the two main suspects were arranged on this street by Lu Fang. Because the Ninth District issued a special protection law on the European population. If general law enforcement agencies want to investigate and arrest people here, they have to say hello to the association of European personnel, and they will come forward first to assist the law enforcement agencies in their work.

The promulgation of this protection law by the Ninth District Government F is a helpless move. Because the European population belongs to ethnic minorities here, and Ninth District is a multi-ethnic region, if you want to completely integrate, you must take care of all emotions. Therefore, the suspects are hidden here, and it is difficult for ordinary law enforcement units and military personnel to penetrate.

Two cars were stagnant downstairs on an apartment on Blan Avenue. Lu Fang sat in the front car and said to the co-pilot with a blank expression: "Bring the tools up, don't make a sound later. Get things done quickly and get the body clean."

"Okay!" The co-pilot nodded.

After Lu Fang finished his order, he pushed the door and got out of the car.

On the two cars, more than a dozen men in black put all plastic cloth, body bags and other items in one bag before walking into the apartment building with Lu Fang.

More than a dozen people took two elevators to the sixth floor.

Lu Fang turned his head and looked around, and whispered: "You can wait a moment."

Everyone heard the sound and stood next to the stairwell without moving.

Lu Fang reached out and knocked on the door of 602, but after waiting for a while, there was no movement inside.

Lu Fang frowned and knocked on the door hard again, but after dozens of seconds, there was no reaction in the room.

Lu Fang paused for a moment, reached out and took out his phone and dialed a number, but he called it three times in a row, but the other party did not answer.

This very abnormal situation made Lu Fang feel a little uneasy. He turned his head and looked around, waved his hand at the person next to the stairwell: "Open the door."

The two stepped forward and took out the tools from their bags.

Three or four minutes later, the security door sounded muffled and slowly opened. Before Lu Fang could enter, he smelled a strong smell of blood in the room.

After a little stunned, Lu Fang immediately pulled the door open and rushed into the room.

In the living room, three corpses were lying neatly on the edge of the sofa, with blood all around them.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene. Lu Fang walked over and looked down at the corpse and found that their faces were ashen, all of them had their throats cut by sharp weapons, and even corpse spots appeared on their skin. It was obvious that they had been dead for a long time.

But among these three people, there were no two suspects, but Lu Fang was specially staying here to take charge of custody and keep an eye on them.

"Fuck." Lu Fang frowned and cursed, and immediately ordered: "Look for other rooms and see if there are any clues."

Everyone dispersed immediately when they heard the sound.

...

In the outskirts of Fengbei City, outside a chess and card room, a middle-aged man was in his pocket with his hands in his pockets, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and was constantly scanning the surroundings.

"Cruff!"

A worn motorcycle was stagnant, and the person sitting in the car did not take off his helmet, and just asked in a low voice: "Have it done?"

Middle-aged man walked over and lowered his head and said, "Where is the money?"

"Swish!"

The man on the motorcycle took out a check from the Asian Union Bank from his arms and reached out to hand it over.

The middle-aged man glanced at the number above and said softly: "They ran out of the area and hid in the Xiaoli butcher shop in Erlonggang. You can just go and find it."

"Accurate?" asked the person on the motorcycle.

"I'm asking for it too. If it's not accurate, I won't need your money after the next message." Middle-aged reply.

"Why did they go outside the district?"

"The identities of these two people are not a secret. There is a high possibility of missing out. They may be afraid of being silenced, so they ran away." The middle-aged man replied casually.

"Okay, I'll look for you if you have something to do."

"Yes." The middle-aged man responded and walked quickly along the alley next to the chess and card room.

Five minutes later, military personnel in the Eighth District of Songjiang received a secret report and immediately notified Ma Lao Er to leave the area.

...

Downstairs of the apartment on Blan Avenue, Lu Fang called Feng Lei's cell phone: "...They ran away."

"Running?" Feng Lei asked in a slight voice: "After they go back, have you arranged someone by your side? How could you let them run away?"

"The three people arranged were killed." Lu Fang replied in a low voice: "At the beginning, didn't we think about getting rid of them, and they were all my subordinates, and they knew each other... so when we were following, we might not have much precautions."

Feng Lei gritted his teeth: "It's even more dangerous for them to run out. Hurry up and find them and deal with them!"

"Okay, I'll look for it right away." Lu Fang nodded.

...
Chapter completed!