I Received Messages From Future Self!

Chapter 155: Chapter 155: Second Team in Action

A fully armed squad of police officers burst silently into a residential area, sprinting towards their target building.

This squad was none other than the Municipal Bureau Criminal Investigation Second Team.

And their target, the building where a middle-aged man lived, was a large flat.

The director had said, committing perjury was considered complicity.

Inside the flat, there could be danger.

Recall the hotel, where the Criminal Investigation First Team met their fate.

The leader of the Second Team dared not take it lightly.

It’s known that the First Team is the elite of the bureau, and the Major Case Unit is the elite among the elites.

If such a powerful Major Case Unit suffered losses at the hands of these culprits’ accomplices, then his team must avoid repeating the First Team’s mistakes.

The head of the Second Team looked up at the target building’s floor and whispered into his earpiece, “Is the sniper in position?”

To capture the middle-aged man, the Criminal Investigation Second Team even deployed a sniper.

“The sniper is in position!”

Soon, a response came through the earpiece.

“Report the status of the target floor!”

the head of the Second Team inquired.

“There is no movement on the target floor.”

“The curtains are drawn; we do not have a clear shot.”

The sniper’s voice came through the earpiece.

“Is someone keeping watch?”

the head of the Second Team inquired.

“No!”

the sniper replied.

“Maintain surveillance!”

the head of the Second Team ordered.

“Yes!”

the sniper replied.

“We move now!”

the head of the Second Team ordered.

Following the command of the head of the Second Team, the Criminal Investigation Second Team sprang into action, quickly flooding into the building and storming up the fire escape towards the middle-aged man’s home.

Out of caution, the head of the Second Team did not dare to use the elevator.

The elevator was the easiest place for tampering.

Taking the stairs was safer.

Luckily, the middle-aged man’s apartment wasn’t located very high up.

On the sixth floor!

For the well-trained Second Team, climbing six floors was not an issue.

Quickly, the Criminal Investigation Second Team reached the sixth floor.

The entire team of the Criminal Investigation Second Team lay in ambush in the hallway, watching the tightly shut door of the apartment.

“Assault team, ready!”

the head of the Second Team commanded as he eyed the closed door.

“Yes!”

everyone quietly responded.

Just then, with a “click,” the door of the middle-aged man’s apartment was pushed open.

A chubby man, humming a tune, walked out.

Seeing the chubby man, the head of the Second Team was taken aback.

“This isn’t our target,”

“What’s going on?”

“Could the information be wrong?”

the head of the Second Team wondered.

“Chief, this chubby guy was with the target. I saw him when the target came to the bureau to give false testimony,”

At that moment, sensing the confusion of the head of the Second Team, a team member came over and whispered softly.

Upon hearing this, the head of the Second Team’s gaze sharpened.

He gripped his gun tightly.

There was more than one person; there were accomplices.

Now, it was unclear how many people were still inside the room.

Given the size of the flat, hiding a few dozen people wouldn’t be crowded at all.

“Chief, should we proceed?”

The team member pointed at the chubby man heading towards the elevator and asked.

But as he raised his hand, he accidentally hit the wall of the stairwell, making a “smack” sound.

Though it was a slight noise, it resonated peculiarly through the empty hallway.

“Who’s there?”

Before the head of the Second Team could respond, the chubby man cried out in alarm and looked towards the stairwell, his hand instinctively reaching towards his lower back.

There was a weapon on the chubby man!

“We’ve been spotted!”

The head of the Second Team was startled.

The chubby man quickly ran towards the door, and as he reached for his lower back, a handgun appeared in his hand.

Fatty pulled out his gun and rapidly disengaged the safety.

He fired toward the stairwell without hesitation.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

The loud gunfire erupted instantly.

Fatty’s gun was, unexpectedly, already loaded.

Several bullets hit the door of the stairwell.

The team leader and others instinctively dodged.

To avoid being accidentally shot.

And this dodge gave Fatty the opportunity.

With vital speed, Fatty quickly retreated back into the room.

“Skinny Monkey, it’s the cops!”

Back at the middle-aged man’s home, Fatty shouted at the top of his lungs.

Hearing Fatty’s shout, the non-mainstream youth dashed out from the bathroom next to the entrance.

He, too, was holding a gun in his hand.

The non-mainstream youth had also heard the recent gunfire.

Seeing Fatty return in one piece, the non-mainstream youth breathed a sigh of relief.

“Fatty, what’s going on?”

The non-mainstream youth asked in a low voice.

“There are cops in the stairwell!”

“They’re after us!”

Fatty, holding his gun, leaned against the shoe cabinet, staring tensely at the door.

“Damn, were we exposed that quickly?”

Upon hearing Fatty’s words, the non-mainstream youth cursed through clenched teeth.

In the stairwell, the team leader cursed, “Damn, we’ve been spotted!”

“Why all the commotion when you moved in?”

The team leader glared at his subordinate and rebuked him.

“Captain, I’m sorry…”

The subordinate lowered his head weakly and apologized.

“Write a self-criticism when you get back!”

The team leader glared at him and shouted angrily.

“Yes…”

The subordinate responded dejectedly.

“Everyone get ready for a forced assault!”

The team leader declared solemnly.

“Yes!”

The members of the Criminal Investigation Second Team all responded in unison.

“All units be advised, the suspects are armed, number of suspects unknown, snipers seek opportunities for free fire, request additional support from headquarters!”

The team leader shouted into his headset.

“Received!”

The headset transmitted a series of responses.

“You, call out to them!”

The team leader pointed at the teammate who had erred and commanded.

“Yes!”

The subordinate answered and cautiously stepped out of the stairwell, pressed against the wall, and shouted, “People inside, listen up, we are the Municipal Bureau Criminal Investigation Second Team, you’re surrounded, surrender your weapons immediately for a possible lenient treatment.”

The subordinate’s voice was loud enough to reach inside the room.

Inside the room, the non-mainstream youth and Fatty frowned when they heard the subordinate’s shouting.

“Go to hell!”

Fatty cursed loudly and raised his gun, about to take cover and shoot through the door.

Seeing this, the non-mainstream youth quickly grabbed Fatty’s hand and scolded, “Have you lost your mind?”

“This room’s door is solid wood, and there’s a steel security door outside, can your bullets even get through?”

“If you don’t hit the cops, stray bullets will injure you!”

Hearing the non-mainstream youth’s scolding, Fatty reluctantly lowered his gun.

But his eyes were full of anger.

“So what do you suggest we do?”

Fatty asked angrily.

“Find a way to escape.”

The non-mainstream youth said coldly.

“Escape?”

“How do we escape?”

“The cops are right outside, fully armed. We’re just two people trapped in a room, how are we going to get out?”

Fatty said, rolling his eyes.

“Use your brain!”

The non-mainstream youth said coldly.

“Go call that guy out to help.”

The non-mainstream youth pointed his chin toward the inside of the room and instructed.