Chapter 621: This is the end

The phone line was suddenly broken, which wasn't a good thing.

Under the cover of night, nothing could be seen outside the window. There was no abnormality under the dim streetlights, but the calmer it was, the more uneasy he felt.

He hurriedly opened the drawer. Inside was a semi-automatic pistol. He checked the magazine, pulled the bolt after closing the safety, and even put two spare magazines into his pocket.

He came out of the study. His wife was reading a magazine in the living room.

Although televisions had started to appear now and could broadcast programs, families who could afford them and were willing to buy them were still a minority.

However, experts claimed that in at most five years, televisions would quickly become popular and enter every household.

Industries related to television were becoming investors. "Watching movies at home" also became the slogan for television promotion. Although people couldn't afford it, it didn't prevent people from talking about it.

Just like the middle class talking about luxury cars, the bottom of society talking about houses, their understanding of these things might be better than the manufacturers, better than the developers themselves!

They actually still had three children, but the three children weren't in Golden Port City, but in other places.

One of the children worked in the Mantonong City Hall, and the other two children were also civil servants in their hometown.

In a situation where he couldn't ensure he could keep his word, he wouldn't transfer his children, because this would very likely become a handle for others to attack him.

Even if the children also hoped to come here.

So in this house, there were just him and his wife, and a maid, but she had already gone back.

"Dear...", the woman saw her husband walking out of the study with a solemn expression, holding a pistol in his hand. At first, she exclaimed, but then she covered her mouth.

The deputy director walked to her side quickly, then comforted her a few words, then picked up the phone in the living room. There was still no sound at all; the phone line had been cut.

"We might have encountered trouble.", he looked at his wife, trying his best to make himself look not afraid.

He knew that if he also showed fear at this time, then his wife would collapse.

He wouldn't do that, wouldn't let his wife collapse; he could only force himself to calm down.

His wife's body was trembling, and her eyes were also filled with fear.

"What happened?"

The deputy director was silent for a while and then sighed, "Sorry."

He now knew roughly where the problem was. He didn't immediately agree to make friends with Lans, so from Director Dai Er's perspective, that was a rejection.

A person who knows the secret and is unwilling to become their friend shouldn't live in this world.

Now it was too late for him to regret. He took his wife's hand and walked toward the utility room.

The utility room had a small staircase leading to the basement. Below was the basement and the boiler room.

The boiler room of houses in this middle-class neighborhood was generally separated in the basement. The boiler inside was basically in a state of use, ensuring that there would be no lack of hot water in the family.

And people who could buy a detached house in a middle-class neighborhood wouldn't lack money for boiling water.

He arranged his wife in the basement, then gave her the defensive revolver pistol equipped by the Hazardous Materials Bureau, "You know how to use it, right?"

His wife nodded, "Yes, I know, aim at the person I want to shoot, and then pull the trigger hard."

The deputy director nodded, "Yes, that's right, that's it."

He looked at his wife, finally hugged her, "No matter what, if there is no sound from me, don't believe anyone else!"

He said this and let go of his wife, returning to the upstairs.

Just when going upstairs, he suddenly heard a slight "zhiya" sound made by the floorboard being stepped on and twisted.

That board was the sound of the floorboard behind the house. When moving things before, part of the floorboard was broken, then it rained, the rainwater ate into it, and after exposure to the sun and the severe winter, it deformed more and more seriously.

Now stepping on it would make a sound. He used to hate this sound, but today, he was suddenly full of gratitude for this sound.

He took a deep breath, held his breath, and his heartbeat was like thunder at this time!

His temples were also throbbing with the pumping of his heart.

He didn't know if this was adrenaline starting to secrete, but he felt that at this moment, he was terrifyingly strong.

He held the gun with both hands, lowered his body, and walked to the intersection of the dining room and the room leading to the back. Through the blinds on the back door, he saw a figure who seemed to be unscrewing his back door.

The next moment, he raised the weapon in his hand at that figure and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

He was also a law enforcement officer with rich law enforcement experience. He knew very well that indecision at this time was irresponsibility to his own life.

It was just that he didn't expect that the moment he fired, the door was kicked open.

These wooden houses could only defend against those civilized people and had no defensive power against barbarians.

With one kick, the metal lock tongue directly collapsed the wooden lock buckle. Under the flying wood chips, the door was kicked open and hit the wall hard.

Glass fell all over the floor, and then the deputy director felt gunshots coming from all directions, very lively.

The whole process lasted less than ten seconds. Ten seconds later, the gunshots stopped.

He walked staggeringly to the dining room while holding the wall, and sat on a chair while holding the table.

He looked down at his body. There were many small holes on it that were slowly overflowing with blood.

A bitter smile appeared on his face, "Mother fuck..."

Before he finished speaking, he fell to the ground.

Ailun walked to the back door, looked at his subordinate who was lying on the ground and shot twice, squatted down to check the other party's injury. Two bullets hit his chest.

It shouldn't have hit the heart, but the problem was also very big.

When he breathed, there were already small blood spots accompanied by breathing spraying out from his mouth and nose, and there was also a clear sense of suffocation. This was a manifestation of a large amount of blood accumulation in the lungs. He likely wouldn't be able to hold on until the hospital.

He also sighed, cursed twice, and then sent his subordinates to send him to the nearest hospital as soon as possible.

There were quite a few hospitals in the Starlight District. As long as he could hold on for a while longer, there was hope of survival.

"Cleaning work" was like this, seemingly very ordinary, but also full of danger.

Especially when the object of cleaning was a gang member or a law enforcement officer.

They had weapons in their hands and would pull the trigger without hesitation. A little carelessness could cause casualties.

As for the situation where there were no casualties at all, it could only appear in absurd and messy novels.

Gang life was like this, killing others, or being killed by others.

Hope he could hold on.

Ailun's face didn't look very good. He walked back to the room, "The intelligence says he still has a wife, find her."

The woman hiding in the basement listened to the dense footsteps coming from the floorboard upstairs, listened to the suddenly intense gunshots that disappeared suddenly, and she tightly covered her mouth to prevent herself from making a sound.

She knew her husband had been killed.

She had no one to rely on anymore and could only rely on herself.

I don't know how long it took, the basement door was pulled open, and light shone in from the outside. She was startled.

Her hands were trembling, raising the pistol to aim at the stairs coming down. When she saw a pair of legs, she subconsciously pulled the trigger.

Shooting was a very... special skill.

People who have never shot for real will never understand how difficult shooting is. Perhaps in their view, shooting is just aiming, pulling the trigger, and then hitting the target, that simple.

Two very interesting things happened in the Federation. The first thing, a police officer who had received professional shooting training fired five shots in a row within a distance of five meters because of panic, and didn't hit one.

Another interesting thing was that someone used an automatic rifle, within a distance of ten meters, thirty bullets, and didn't hit one.

Shooting wasn't a simple job; it was very difficult.

The deputy director's wife hadn't practiced shooting, so the moment she pulled the trigger with her eyes half-closed, the muzzle had already tilted to somewhere she didn't know!

The moment the gunshot rang out, the stairs came with a "fuck" curse, but fortunately, the bullet didn't hit.

The recoil generated by the revolver pistol made the wrist that the woman didn't hold tightly and didn't have the desire to resist in her heart receive a huge impact.

The gun dropped to the ground all of a sudden. She hurriedly bent down to look for it. Just at this time, several people rushed down from above...

On the other side, the senior agent who rejected Pang Da returned home while cursing. He didn't even think and dialed Director Dai Er's phone, but Director Dai Er wasn't at home at this time.

Director Dai Er's wife told him that when he came back, she would let him return the call to this senior agent.

Sitting in the living room, he was absent-mindedly thinking about things, shaking his legs constantly.

Shaking legs seemed to be able to bring him some sense of security, bringing some comfortable psychological changes.

But as he thought, he couldn't help but stand up and walk back and forth.

His wife looked at him, "Did something happen?"

"You look very terrified and uneasy."

The senior agent was stunned, "Is it that obvious?"

His wife nodded, "Didn't you notice?"

"Your head is full of sweat!"

The senior agent raised his hand to wipe it, and sure enough, it was full of sweat. His wife took the initiative to walk over and hug him, putting her head on his chest, "What happened?"

The senior agent didn't know how to explain this matter, "Today Pang Da... do you know Pang Da?"

She nodded, "I know, you told me enough, his senior agent position was snatched by someone else before."

"Right, that's him. I didn't expect him to actually be Lans's person, and he even intended to win me over."

"I rejected..."

He actually felt a bit regretful now. He shouldn't have rejected, not that he wanted to make friends with Pang Da and Lans, but to use this method to delay the time for the other party to react.

Even being able to pretend to make friends, obtain more information, and then use it, instead of like now, rejecting directly.

He didn't know if Pang Da would be angry from embarrassment, and didn't know if Lans would do anything, but he was very uneasy now.

"No, we can't stay here, let's leave immediately!"

He said this and pulled his wife, then shouted a few times upstairs, calling his two children out, "We're going to grandma's house."

The two children didn't know what happened and cheered immediately.

His wife was from Golden Port City, and her parents also lived here, but they lived in the Xilin District.

The pace of life there was very slow, the prices were cheaper than other districts, and there were no gang evil forces, and it wasn't noisy, very suitable for elderly people to live.

The family of four immediately entered the garage and sat in his car.

He also immediately started the car and stepped on the accelerator to death.

When leaving the community, he suddenly discovered that several cars were entering the community. He tilted his head and glanced, just one glance, and was so scared that he almost couldn't hold back his urine!

The young people sitting in those cars looked like killers one by one, and their direction was his house.

He didn't dare to look again, hurriedly withdrew his gaze, and saw the other party's car stop at a position some distance from his house through the rearview mirror.

His wife also noticed these, her eyes full of terrified expressions, but also the joy of surviving a disaster!

The senior agent didn't dare to stay, stepped on the accelerator hard, and the vehicle disappeared into the city road under the cover of night.

After Dai Er had the phone line cut, he easily knocked open the door through the skills he learned from the locksmith.

The locksmith had made great contributions recently. Lans mentioned to him the general appearance of a quick lock-opening tool, and the locksmith quickly designed the thing according to the shape provided by Lans and made it.

It was like a big key that could be held. Insert the key into the lock hole, then twist to apply torque, and then move a small dial needle back and forth. The door lock would be opened in a few seconds.

This tool was very popular and provided a lot of convenience for everyone to perform tasks.

After a group of people entered the room, they carefully checked all the rooms, but finally found that there was no one here.

Dai Wen came to the dining room, touched the ice water cup hanging with water droplets on the outer wall on the table, turned around and cursed, "They just now, the car we encountered when we came in!"

But now to chase, it was too late.

He could only take people away from here, and then dialed Lans's number.

"Boss, we were a step late, they ran."

Lans didn't blame him, just let them come back, and then think about where the other party might go.

After Director Dai Er returned home, his wife told him that his subordinate called just now, saying there was an urgent matter to find him.

He returned the call, but no one answered. Soon he also received Lans's call, which also explained some situations.

Director Dai Er hadn't been exposed on the side of this senior agent, which also meant that if the other party wanted to save himself, then Director Dai Er was his first candidate.

Next, just wait quietly.

Dai Wen didn't let his subordinates disperse, but had been waiting, waiting for news.

After ten o'clock in the evening, the senior agent had already arrived at his wife's mother's house with his family. He didn't explain in detail what happened, just said he brought his family over to play.

But the old man knew that something must have happened.

He was in the room and dialed Director Dai Er's phone.

"What matter do you have that you can't say when you go to work tomorrow?", Director Dai Er's voice carried a trace of impatience, sounding like there was no problem.

The senior agent swallowed his saliva and said his current situation, "Pang Da found me when I got off work in the evening. He said Lans wanted to make friends with me. He has already been corrupted."

"I didn't agree to him. I asked him to surrender himself, otherwise I would firmly report him, and then..."

His voice was filled with thick fear, "Not long after I went back, Lans's people came, but fortunately I left one step ahead and avoided it!"

"They intended to silence me. Fuck, there is really no law in the eyes of these people!"

After Director Dai Er finished listening, his tone also became serious, "Are you sure you didn't drink too much, or are you joking with me?"

"I'm sure, Director, we have a traitor here!", his tone carried hatred. He didn't even intend to finish off Pang Da, but Pang Da actually let Lans send people to kill him!

This is simply unforgivable. He wants Pang Da to die!

Director Dai Er's tone was also very solemn, "This is indeed a very important piece of news. I will immediately arrange for people to arrest Pang Da. In addition, I will arrange for some people to protect you. Where are you now?"

Director Dai Er had always been a "bane of evil" image. Whether it was the five major families or the Lans family, as long as they were discovered, he would take action to arrest these people, and he never compromised.

So this senior agent didn't doubt at all whether Director Dai Er would also be like Pang Da, becoming Lans's "friend."

He told Director Dai Er his current address without reservation. Director Dai Er told him to be careful, and then would send people to protect him.

After doing all this, the senior agent finally breathed a heavy sigh of relief. When he walked out of the room, there was already a trace of tired smile on his face.

Although tired, the smile was a real smile.

His family also noticed this, "Is it solved?"

He nodded, "The director already knows. He is immediately arranging for people to arrest Pang Da, and also arranged for people to come over to protect me."

"As long as Pang Da's mouth can be pried open, Lans has a great possibility of facing jail time!"

Pang Da's mouth was easy to pry open, because his wife and children were his soft rib.

The senior agent had already made a decision. He would apply to the director to personally interrogate Pang Da. He wanted to let that bastard feel his anger!

On the other side of the city, Director Dai Er, who hung up the phone, told Lans the address and also laughed about the situation of the communication on the phone just now.

After chatting for a few sentences, Lans handed the note recording the senior agent to Dai Wen.

"Don't have too much psychological pressure. If God doesn't intend to see him, even if you shoot at his forehead, he might not necessarily die."

"So that's not your fault, pay attention to safety!"

"Also good luck to you!"

Dai Wen glanced at the note recording the address in his hand and nodded, "I guarantee he won't be able to escape this time, Boss!" ===== CHAPTER 624 =====

Dai Wei glanced at the slip of paper in his hand with the address written on it and nodded, "I guarantee he won't escape this time, Boss!"