Chapter 421: Missing Firearm

The next day, Han Fei hummed a tune as he arrived at the Police Station.

Han Fei was in a good mood today, mainly because those three troublesome guys had gone back, so he no longer had to be plagued by them.

He happily went to his own office, boiled a kettle of water, and brewed the Da Hong Pao that Xu Mo had given him.

The tea aroma instantly filled the whole room, and Han Fei couldn't help but feel delighted.

This Da Hong Pao truly lives up to being a fine thing!

Just smelling this fragrance makes one feel refreshed.

To avoid wasting the premium leaves, Han Fei brewed only a small pinch at a time, and even drank the water from the first rinse.

Just like yesterday, today there were no reports received.

He sipped tea, reviewed past case files, and, if nothing arose, took a stroll around the office area—a truly pleasant routine.

However, shortly after, a phone call turned Han Fei's face instantly green.

Just seeing the caller's name made Han Fei's heart race.

The call came from one of the three officers who had come to learn a couple of days ago.

Calling now—what for? They wouldn't be coming back to find me again, would they? Didn't they already leave yesterday!? He recalled the fear of being controlled.

Han Fei was a bit stunned.

After a moment of daze, he still pressed the answer button: "Hello…".

"Han Team, something's happened!"

"What's wrong?", Han Fei's eyebrows twitched slightly.

For a police officer to be this flustered, it must be a serious matter, and the officer was from the neighboring district bureau; calling a colleague from a different jurisdiction in such a hurry made it even more serious.

"One of our colleagues lost his service pistol while on a mission!"

"What? The service pistol is missing!?", Han Fei's tone rose several notches involuntarily.

Losing a service pistol is indeed a big deal.

But then, the voice on the other end gave Han Fei another jolt.

"When the gun was lost, it was loaded with live rounds, the magazine was full… Moreover, according to the officer who lost it, the gun disappeared during the mission; he never touched the weapon nor took it out during that time. I suspect the gun was stolen by someone with ulterior motives."

It was loaded with live rounds and the magazine was full when it was lost? Han Fei's breathing became suddenly rapid.

The pistol used by the Police Station is the Type 92, specifically the Type 92 police pistol, which differs from the military version; the police version uses 9mm round‑nosed bullets, with a magazine capacity of 15 rounds.

All fifteen rounds are live, with no blanks; if this gun fell into the hands of a malicious person, that would be fifteen lives.

Although the gun was lost in the neighboring jurisdiction, the distance between the two districts isn't great; a police officer there losing a pistol puts ordinary citizens in Han Fei's district at risk. If the thief intends to kill, their jurisdiction could also be affected.

Han Fei roughly understood why the officer called him.

"You want me to bring people to help investigate?"

"Yes, that's also what our Bureau Chief wants; he asked me to call you for assistance," the officer on the other end replied: "Losing a pistol is no small matter, especially a fully loaded one. Our Bureau Chief hopes you can step in and retrieve the gun quickly, before the night drags on… Han Team, can you bring people to help?"

The loss of an officer's service pistol is indeed serious; the top priority is to retrieve the missing weapon promptly, because a pistol packed with live rounds in the hands of criminals would be a grave situation.

Han Fei's Police Station is the most efficient at solving cases in all of Yangcheng and even the whole country; enlisting his help aims to recover the missing pistol as quickly as possible to prevent a homicide, something every officer wishes to avoid.

Han Fei weighed the options briefly, then promptly agreed: "I'll bring people over right away."

"Alright, I'll first inform our Bureau Chief."

"Hmm…"

The call ended.

Han Fei quickly rose and left the office.

Boasting aside, Han Fei is self‑aware; when it comes to solving cases, Xu Mo is definitely more professional, and even though Xu Mo is a newcomer, Han Fei does not underestimate him.

Retrieving the missing pistol is urgent, so he plans to ask Xu Mo to go along.

Han Fei walked to Xu Mo's office door, didn't knock, and pushed it open to enter.

Xu Mo looked up, saw that the visitor was Han Fei, whose brows were tightly knit, clearly troubled.

"Han Team, something?"

"Hmm… The officers who came to our Police Station for exchange yesterday just called me, saying a colleague lost his service pistol during a mission and wants us to help retrieve it," Han Fei summarized briefly.

Hearing that, Xu Mo straightened up, "Lost pistol!?"

"When that gun went missing, the magazine was still full of live rounds," Han Fei replied solemnly.

"I recall those officers are from the neighboring jurisdiction, adjacent to ours… If they lost a gun there, doesn't that mean our district could also be affected?"

A service pistol packed with live rounds gone missing could kill many! Xu Mo, well‑versed in firearms, knows the power of the Type 92 police pistol and its 15‑round magazine—that's fifteen potential victims!

No wonder Han Fei had that expression.

Thinking of that, Xu Mo also couldn't help but frown.

"Yes, so I agreed to help; with more people we have more strength, hoping to locate the missing pistol quickly," Han Fei nodded.

Then the two walked out of the office together.

Just the two of them wouldn't suffice; they also planned to bring a few officers along.

Han Fei selected the newly formed Team Seven.

Across the entire Police Station, Team Seven is currently the most idle, with nothing on their hands.

Since Team Seven was only recently formed, they've received few assignments; the other squads, while not handling major cases, are bogged down with countless trivial tasks, leaving no time to assist the neighboring jurisdiction's officers.

Compared with other squads, Team Seven is small, with only five members: Wang Dachuan, Chen Ke, Li Chen, Lao Zhou, and Xiao Zhang.

Though not many, it's sufficient.

Including Han Fei and Xu Mo, that makes seven people.

To be safe, before departure, Han Fei, Xu Mo, and several Team Seven members each took a service pistol and put on bullet‑proof vests.

While distributing pistols and vests, Han Fei briefly briefed the five about the overall situation.

The seven people split into two cars and together hurried to the neighboring jurisdiction...