1665: C1665 Hostage-taking

C1665 Hostage-taking

3"Who are you?"

Looking at Mao Fei'ang in his combat suit, Lin Fann breathed heavily and asked, "Did Head Gong send you here?"

"Officer Lin, I'm the Chief of the Zhonghang City Police, Mao Fei'ang."

When Lin Fann's gaze swept past Mao Fei'ang, the doubt in his heart immediately disappeared. Immediately, he clasped his feet together and saluted Lin Fann.

"As long as you're back, it's fine. Work hard for the rest of the day."

After understanding Mao Fei'ang's identity, Lin Fann replied with a salute. "Clean up the battlefield. Capture those who are still alive and interrogate them properly. That smoking guy on the ground is the leader here. Take special care of him."

"Don't worry, Sir Lin, we have already surrounded the entire Guilan Tavern, no matter who it is, they won't be able to escape."

Mao Fei'ang told his men to clean up the battlefield, and asked carefully, "Sir Lin, do we need to call an ambulance? These battles …"

"No need, my body is fine, I just overexerted myself."

Lin Fann shook his head and said, "I'll just sit for a while and rest. You don't need to worry about me, Chief Mao."

Mao Fei'ang still wanted to say something, but when he saw Lin Fann close his eyes, he could only bitterly turn around and leave. As he led his men around, he would glance at Lin Fann from time to time.

To become a consultant on Task Force at such a young age, how much skill must he have?

He had been thinking about the answer to this question from the moment he had learned about it until the moment he had entered the office. But after being stared at by Lin Fann, Mao Fei'ang understood why.

The abilities of a person could be seen through the eyes. He had held a high position for so many years, but he had never been scared by a single glance.

To be more accurate, this gaze gave him a lot of pressure, just like when he was young and saw his teacher. When Mao Fei'ang saw the corpse on the ground again, he suddenly had a thought.

These people, were they all killed by Lin Fann?!

"Chief, Chief."

Suddenly, an anxious voice was heard as a police officer ran over, "Bureau Chief, something's happened. There's a criminal holding a hostage on the first floor."

"What?" Taking hostages? "

Frowning, Mao Fei'ang reprimanded, "Didn't I tell you not to act rashly? What is going on?"

"Bureau chief, we all followed your instructions, no one dared to act rashly."

The policeman quickly explained, "The person inside received the news and then directly kidnapped the customer on the first floor and is now shouting out conditions to us."

"The Guilan Tavern has always been a poisonous tumor, and those who gather are people who don't care at all."

After understanding what was going on, Mao Fei'ang nodded, "Hurry up and call the station. Send a sniper over."

He had always wanted his Guilan Tavern to fail, because this tumor had harmed so many families. However, every time he made a move, he would be unable to find any useful evidence.

If it was just once or twice, he would still talk about it, but every time, he would talk about it. There were spies in the police station, and they would inform everyone whenever there was an operation.

"Bureau Chief, do we need to inform the Leader?"

The policeman signaled Lin Fann, who was resting with his eyes closed, and asked in a low voice, "What should we do in this situation? Wouldn't it be better?"

"The officer is currently recuperating, there's no need to disturb him."

Shaking his head, Mao Fei'ang said, "What's more, if we can't even handle this kind of thing, then our department will really lose all our face."

This was his first time meeting Lin Fann, so of course he wanted to show off and get more support. Now, if they were not handled properly, the impression points would be greatly reduced.

"Let's stall for time first. We need to get the snipers to get into position."

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