As Lin Zhiwei stepped out of the corner at gunpoint, the battle drew to a close.
Inside the warehouse, aside from the four drug traffickers shot dead on the spot, four men were arrested: the wounded Cui Meng, two of his underlings, and Lin Zhiwei.
On Deputy Director Min's side, two or three men were wounded, including Min himself.
Not only had he led the charge, but at a critical moment, he had also tackled a narcotics officer to the ground, taking a bullet in his own shoulder.
Li Linsen had already called an ambulance, and Yu Xiao reported the results of the operation to the director as planned.
After receiving the call, Director Zhou immediately led a team to Jincheng that night. On his way there, he also reported the matter to Mayor Tang Qingrui.
At the Golden Capital Hotel, Zhang Hao received Cui Meng's final message. As though he had suffered a devastating mental shock, he viciously hurled the dedicated phone used for their private communications to the floor.
Crack! It shattered into pieces!
The fucking Changning Public Security Bureau again! Fucking Zhou Yi again! The bastard just wouldn't stop haunting him!
What he found especially unbelievable was this: Was that bastard Zhou a demon? How could he know the exact time and location of the deal?
There had to be a police mole!
Was the mole on his side or Fan Dongqiang's?
Even in his fury, Zhang Hao could not help feeling secretly relieved. Thank goodness he had not handled the deal in person. Otherwise, he would have had no hope whatsoever.
As things stood, as long as he had not been caught red-handed, he was confident he could clear himself.
He picked up his regular phone and called Wang Yongjiang, commander of the Public Security Department's