In the darkness, everyone evacuated the factory.
"How is everyone?" Mo Jingsheng asked.
Hu Wentao supported Liu Jingming and said, "His back was burned by the fire."
Others were fine.
When counting the number of people, Yan Lui said solemnly: "Zhong Qizheng is missing."
Mo Jingsheng's expression changed. He pressed the walkie-talkie hidden in his ear and said, "A colleague is missing. Search!"
Yan Lui looked over in surprise and heard rustling in the grass all around.
In the dark night, there seemed to be rows of black shadows moving through the grass.
Yan Lui looked over intently, squinting, and then he saw that it was an armed policeman wearing full combat uniforms, walking through the grass with a gun on his waist.
He couldn't help but look at Mo Jingsheng, he didn't know when this was arranged!
No wonder they only brought three teams to deal with Organization R.
Even though the arms dealed by Organization R was conducted in a low-key manner and not many people came, the police did not dare to neglect it easily.
It turned out that there were armed police surrounding the area!
Yan Lui was a little worried about Mars and the others.
As soon as the idea came to mind, the sound of fighting could be heard from the distant hills.
Yan Lui clenched his fists and stared at the source of the sound.
Mo Jingsheng said to Hu Wentao: "Send Liu Jingming to the hospital first."
Hu Wentao nodded and helped Liu Jingming to leave first.
The rest of the people were still waiting here, worried about Zhong Qizheng's safety.
The sound of fighting lasted for more than an hour, and it seemed that even the air on their side was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder.
Subsequently, several heavily armed policemen ran over, smelling of gunpowder smoke.
"Report, they ran away."
Mo Jingsheng's heart sank. He didn't care about Mars or anything else, he just wanted to keep Zhong Qizheng safe.
"Where is our colleagues?"
"We couldn't save him." The other party said seriously.
Mo Jingsheng gritted his teeth, turned around and punched the tree trunk hard.
"We have another group of people chasing them." The other party said immediately.
However, until dawn, there was no more news about Zhong Qizheng.
Mo Jingsheng could only take the people back to the police station first.
Zhong Qizheng was captured by people from Organization R, and his life or death was uncertain.
But everyone knew that as long as the person could not be brought back alive, then there was not much hope of survival.
Therefore, even after a long night of work and exhaustion, no one was willing to close their eyes and rest for a while. They were all anxiously waiting for the news about Zhong Qizheng.
Shen Xiaoman's eyes were red. Seeing Gu Nian coming over, she said, "Yesterday morning, we all made an appointment to go sing K together this Friday and go hiking on Saturday."
Gu Nian also sad, Zhong Qi was a member of the first team.
She was not particularly familiar with Zhong Qizheng.
However, because everyone was from the criminal investigation team, they get together to chat from time to time.
Whoever passes by someone's office will come in and chat for a while.
Zhong Qizheng has a good personality and was carefree. He will not get annoyed no matter what jokes they made. He was an excellent member of the police force.
"He will be fine, he will be fine." Gu Nian said softly.
Shen Xiaoman sniffed, raised her hands and covered her face.
"Because of Organization R, we have sacrificed so many colleagues in a short period of time." Shen Xiaoman clenched his fists, "I really hate it!"
***
Yan Lui entered Mo Jingsheng's office and asked in a deep voice: "Why didn't you discuss this action with me?"
Mo Jingcheng was sitting behind his desk. Hearing this, he raised his head and looked at him calmly: "I will be given full authority to direct this operation. Since the other party is Organization R, the more careful we are, the better. I know all the arrangements. The fewer people the better."
"You don't trust me?" Yan Lu asked, his heart pounding.
"Don't get me wrong." Mo Jingsheng stood up and slowly walked around the table, "It's just that you have to be careful. As long as you tell the truth from your heart and let the second person know, there is a risk of leakage."
"Of course, it doesn't mean that you will leak anything. It's just that as long as I say it, it may be heard by others. If it is presented on paper, it may be seen by others. In this operation, even the superiors, no prior report was submitted."
Who would have known that even though he was so careful, he would still fall into the trap of the other party.
He did not doubt the source of the intelligence.
If nothing was reliable, then there was no reliable place for the information about Organization R.
Mo Jingsheng narrowed his eyes and unconsciously thought about the situation inside the police station.
"But I was arranged here specifically to deal with Organization R." Yan Lui said in a deep voice.
But now, he was not allowed to know anything, and he could not get involved in anything.
It felt like it just had a name, but in fact it's all empty.
At this time, the door of Mo Jingsheng's office was knocked quickly several times and then opened.
Li Shaofeng stood at the door with an anxious look on his face: "Boss, Organization R sent an email!"
Mo Jingsheng's expression changed, he quickly bypassed Yan Lui and rushed out.
Yan Lui had no choice but to follow and came to the big office together.
Except for the injured Liu Jingming, who was still in the hospital, all the people from the three teams were gathered here, surrounding a computer.
When Mo Jingsheng came over, everyone made room for him and allowed Mo Jingsheng to sit down in front of the computer.
The screen was staying on the inbox page, and the email was displayed as unread.
Mo Jingsheng didn't come, and no one opened it first.
Vaguely, everyone could guess the content of this email.
Mo Jingsheng's hands were a little cold and trembling. He held the mouse and took a deep breath before clicking on the email.
In the email was a video attachment. After Mo Jingsheng downloaded it, he unzipped it and clicked on the video.
In the picture, the background was a mottled wall, and he didn't know where it was in an abandoned place.
The camera was empty, no one was there.
After a few seconds, two masked men with guns appeared, with a man in the middle holding his hands tied.
The man's head was covered with a sack, but everyone knew that it was Zhong Qizheng.
Gu Nian's heart was in her throat. Shen Xiaoman next to her covered her mouth, tears already falling.
In the picture, Zhong Qizheng was weak and fragile. He was almost being dragged away. His feet were stumbling, and his trousers were still stained with a lot of blood.
They didn't know what kind of torture he endured.
The two men pushed Zhong Qizheng forward and made him kneel on the ground.
One of them held a spear with both hands and aimed it at the back of Zhong Qizheng's head.
Gu Nian also covered her mouth, not daring to cry, but her tears couldn't help but fall out.
She closed her eyes, not daring to look any more.
A few seconds later, a gunshot sounded from the screen.
Gu Nian trembled violently, and Shen Xiaoman beside her already cried out with an "ah" sound.
Gu Nian opened her eyes, her vision blurred by tears.
She hugged Shen Xiaoman beside her and felt that Shen Xiaoman was shaking violently like her.
Gu Nian turned her head and looked at the computer screen through heavy tears.
Because he was caught, Zhong Qizheng was still kneeling upright even though his head was shattered.
The other man took off the sack on his head, revealing Zhong Qizheng's face.
The tiny hope in their heart was completely shattered at this moment.
Shen Xiaoman said "Wuwu" and broke down crying.
Colleagues who got along with each other every day, comrades who fought side by side, died tragically in front of him.
Zhang Jiangke, the captain of Zhong Qizheng's team, squatted on the ground, covered his face and sobbed.
He didn't know how to explain it to Zhong Qizheng's parents.
At the beginning, he was injured in another mission and was hospitalized. Zhong Qizheng's mother made soup herself and took him to the hospital to visit him.
His family was out of town, and he didn't dare to tell his parents that he was injured, for fear that they would be worried.
During that time, Zhong Qizheng took the soup made by his mother to the hospital to see him every day.
On weekdays, he also receive a lot of care from Mother Zhong.
But now, how could he tell such kind-hearted Father Zhong and Mother Zhong about Zhong Qizheng's tragic death?
Gu Nian's hands and feet were cold, and her colleagues who were fine when they set out last night could not be seen today.
On the screen, Zhong Qizheng's face was bruised, swollen and swollen. His eyes were staring at the camera, refusing to close his eyes.
Those eyes were extremely angry, as if they were glaring at the enemy through a lens.
"Bam!"
Mo Jingsheng slammed the table hard, his eyes red.