Chapter 602: As Expected, You Still Found Me
"Where is the warehouse?"
Yu Dazhang asked as if carelessly while slowly extending his right hand toward his waist.
His movement was very natural, as if it were just a casual posture.
But in fact, his hand had already rested on the holster.
This Tan Rui was different from those five people; he was someone who had worked in the criminal police squad for three years.
If he were to put up a desperate resistance, it would truly be difficult to handle.
The most troublesome thing was that Tan Rui still had two hostages in his hands.
"In the back," the woman said, pointing in a direction:
"There is a staircase going down over there; below is the separated warehouse."
After speaking, she looked at everyone and asked:
"What do you want with him?"
Yu Dazhang did not answer her question but asked in return:
"Who are you to Tan Rui?"
Judging by her age, he determined that the woman should be Tan Rui's wife.
His own small supermarket basically never hired outsiders for the cashier.
First, there wasn't that much profit.
Second, hiring outsiders easily raised a thief within the family.
"I am his wife," the woman answered truthfully.
It could be seen that she was a woman with a simple mind.
Facing Yu Dazhang's questions, she always answered honestly first, then raised her own doubts.
"We are police," Yu Dazhang explained:
"We came this time to ask him about some matters; you go on with your business, we will go ask him ourselves."
Saying this, he gave a glance to one of the officers.
That officer understood and shifted a step toward the doorway position, standing guard there.
Afterwards, Yu Dazhang led the remaining officers into the supermarket; soon they discovered a staircase opening behind the shelves.
As the on-site commander, he very much wanted to wave his hand at the officers behind him and let them charge to the front.
But his subconscious told him that doing so at such a time would easily be misunderstood as being afraid of death and loving life.
The rank just isn't high enough... Yu Dazhang sighed, then immediately took out his service pistol from his waist, turned around, and nodded to the officers behind him.
Everyone immediately took out their service pistols and followed closely behind him.
Arriving below, under the illumination of fluorescent lights, boxes of beer were piled against the wall.
These beer boxes were arranged neatly, as if they were a barrier.
Against the wall beside the staircase, various food boxes were placed: instant noodles, ham sausages, biscuits, and so on, of many types.
The already narrow path, because of the existence of these boxes, became even narrower; now only one person could pass through.
Yu Dazhang walked at the very front; he sidled through those beer boxes and food boxes, and the officers behind him followed in turn.
Soon a fork appeared ahead; Yu Dazhang stopped his steps and couldn't help but sigh at the designer's meticulous thought.
This basement was such a small place, yet every inch of space was utilized by the other party.
It is hard to imagine that there could even be a T-junction here.
He first walked toward the left, took just three steps, then retreated back.
A dead end.
This time he chose the right; not a few seconds later, he retreated back again.
Both sides were actually dead ends.
Lost?
Yu Dazhang suddenly felt it was ridiculous.
A basement used for storing goods, made by the other party into a maze, not only allowing only one person to pass but also divided into two areas by the goods.
If he hadn't seen the video sent by the kidnapper, Yu Dazhang might truly have been deceived by the other party.
Those who didn't know would think the goods filled the basement, but actually, on the other side of the goods, there was another room.
The problem now is, where is the door?
Yu Dazhang stood in place and thought for a moment.
Even if it were a door disguised by goods, it must be movable; otherwise, moving back and forth would be too troublesome.
The flaw would be at the very bottom.
If it were an ordinary person, they would need a flashlight for illumination, then squat down, searching whether there were wheels or similar settings under the pallets beneath the goods.
Yu Dazhang didn't need to.
End of Chapter
