"Military Mao, let's go and see the lounge of the on-duty police officers first."

Yan Feiyang said.

This is not the first time he has come to the detention center, and he is quite familiar with the layout here. He detains all two rooms, which are specially used as a lounge for duty police officers, and sleeps here at night.

Usually three to four police officers are on duty every night.

Four armed police officers must be added.

The armed police are on the roof, with two fixed posts, each post is on duty, and two sway posts.

This is the entire defensive force in the detention center.

Generally speaking, this power is enough. It is almost impossible for a prisoner to escape from the inside by relying on his own strength. It is difficult to break through just a few thick gates. As for the detention centers that are rushing outside and violently rescuing the detained prisoners, it is basically impossible.

Even more difficult.

The Armed Police Detachment's garrison is next to the detention center. As long as an alarm is issued here, a large number of armed police soldiers with guns and ammunition will flock to you in a moment. Even if the prison robbers are capable of being able to do so, it will be a dead end.

It has been unknown how many years since the suspect in custody has escaped, and everyone is almost mentally prepared for this.

Therefore, when Hu Jing's disappearance occurred, it caused such a big sensation within the public security system.

Mao Xianfeng glanced at Yan Feiyang, snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Although the face of the Mao Detachment is still very bad, his heart has actually changed. You know, the current detection has almost entered a dead end. According to the traditional method of solving the case, no clues can be found. Hu Jing seems to have been taken away by ghosts and gods.

Since that's the case, you might as well let these guys give it a try.

Maybe they really have a way?

The lounge of the on-duty police officer was arranged in the most intimate position.

This is actually unreasonable. From the perspective of helping strengthen supervision, the lounge should be arranged closest to the door, so that once an unexpected situation occurs, it can respond as quickly as possible.

The view is greatly limited when arranged in the inner room. Not only can the situation in the prison, but even the armed police on duty and patrol on the roof cannot be seen at all.

It was a blind spot in the field of vision.

Of course, it can protect "privacy".

Because there has never been an accident in the detention center where the prisoner escaped inside the site for many years, no one cares whether such an arrangement is reasonable or not.

Yan Feiyang and Gongsun Lan walked in the front, Du Juan broke the back, and separated Mao Xianfeng and others two meters away to prevent them from getting too close to the eldest lady. Du Juan was a little unbelievable to these guys.

Wei Wushuang did not "struggle for the first place" this time, and was mercilessly mixed with a group of task force members and would never show off. Seeing that Mao Xianfeng looked bad, it would be better not to be a "showing bird". If he gets angry, why bother?

The lounge was very messy, with mattresses, clothes, etc.

Such a big thing happened in the account, who has the heart to organize the housework?

Even if a colleague from the Criminal Police Detachment comes to investigate the scene, he will try to keep the scene as original as possible and will not destroy it.

Gongsun Lan frowned slightly, then turned her head to Mao Xianfeng and said, "Married Team Mao, you can be sure, it's just the chicken crowing Five Drums of Soul-Breaking Sphere. The smell here is too strong..."

Mao Xianfeng and others couldn't help but look at each other.

Judging from Gongsun Lan's swearing look, it seemed that the smell here was so strong that it could not be melted. But in fact, they could not smell any other smell except the smell of smelly clothes, quilts, and shoes.

Could it be that Gongsun Lan’s sense of smell is really so keen?

Not that Gongsun Lan's sense of smell is really much sharper than theirs. The key is that they have never been exposed to the "Rooster Crown Five Drums of Soul-Breaking Sphere", nor have they ever come into contact with any "Soul-Loves" in the world, and have no intuitive understanding of this kind of thing. Even if they smell different smells, they can easily be confused with other familiar smells.

"We have never heard of what you said. What is the effect of it?"

After a moment, Mao Xianfeng frowned and said.

Gongsun Lan nodded slightly and said, "Since that's the case, let's verify it yourself. Mao Detachment. Who would you like to verify it yourself? I can guarantee that this thing will not cause long-term damage to the human body. There must be some discomfort in a short period of time. But it is also very mild and not obvious at all."

If it is really obvious, those who have been hit by the "Rooster Crown Five Drums and Soul Break San" will definitely not feel anything.

"Okay, I'll do it!"

Mao Xianfeng took a step forward without hesitation.

Speaking of which, this Mao Detachment is really a leader.

"Military Mao, I'll do it..."

"I'll do it..."

Liu and his subordinates also stood up and shouted.

No matter what, you can't ask the leader to take risks. If there is anything, shouldn't it be the ones who are subordinates?

"Don't talk nonsense, there's no danger."

Mao Xianfeng waved his hand, suppressed everyone's shouting, and nodded to Gongsun Lan.

"I haven't asked for advice yet, your surname is a big name?"

Gongsun Lan smiled and said, "My name is Sun Lan, Wei Zhouyi Middle School's chemistry teacher."

"Wei Monday Middle School Chemistry Teacher? Are you really a teacher?"

At this moment, not only Mao Xianfeng, but other criminal police members also stared at each other, and no one showed a look of disbelief.

I've never seen a chemistry teacher like this.

It’s not because Gongsun Lan is unusually beautiful, but the key is that Gongsun Lan’s current performance is really not like a chemistry teacher.

"Military Mao Detachment, the situation is urgent, so let's not waste time, okay?"

Gongsun Lan still maintained a polite smile on her face, but she said something that was unceremonious. Your current identity is not a curious baby. You are the deputy captain of the Criminal Police Detachment. Please distinguish the priorities.

"Okay. What should I do?"

Mao Xianfeng was also a person who could take it and let it go. He nodded heavily and said.

"It's very simple. The Mao Detachment just needs to fully simulate the duty police officer last night. We will complete the other things."

"OK!"

Without thinking, Mao Xianfeng pushed open the door of the lounge, strode in.

"I'll try too"

Needless to ask, this is Wei Wushuang.

If you don’t try such an interesting thing, it wouldn’t be Wei Wushuang.

As he spoke, without waiting for others to speak, he followed Mao Xianfeng and strode into the lounge.

Mao Xianfeng glanced at her but did not stop her.

No matter what, Yan Feiyang is Wei Wushuang's friend, and I think it will definitely not hurt Wei Wushuang. Wei Wushuang also participated in this "experiment", which is equivalent to buying insurance.

The two of them sat in the chair, with a big golden sword, staring at Gongsun Lan outside the door with bright eyes, let's see how you do it?

Yan Feiyang couldn't help laughing and said, "Team Mao, Officer Wei, both of them are old detectives. Please be more dedicated. Do you think the police officers on duty last night can be as energetic as you are now?"

In this way, it’s not like a Simulator sleeping home, it’s just ready to fight at any time!

Wei Wushuang smiled and said, "Even if we close our eyes, we can't really fall asleep..."

This simulation is different from the real situation.

"You guys try to relax."

Gongsun Lan whispered, but from her tone, it doesn’t matter whether Mao Xianfeng and Wei Wushuang are really relaxed.

Gongsun Lan immediately brought the door of the lounge.

It is already midsummer, the weather is hot, and the indoor air conditioner is open and quite cool. At the beginning of the century, air conditioners were still a rare thing in Weizhou, but many government agencies have been installed, and detention centers are no exception.

The entire lounge becomes a relatively enclosed small space.

Through the window, you can see that Mao Xianfeng and Wei Wushuang both leaned back on the back of the chair, their eyes closed slightly, trying their best to simulate the situation in the lounge last night. However, everyone knew that the reality of the simulation was indeed very low. At the moment, the nerves of the two of them were tense, as if they were pulling a bow, which was completely different from the situation where the police officer on duty relaxed and fell asleep soundly last night.

"Juan'er..."

Gongsun Lan seemed to be dissatisfied with this and nodded to Du Juan who was waiting on the side.

Du Juan immediately took two steps forward, took out a small black blow tube, opened the small blue porcelain bottle in his hand, aimed the mouth of the bottle at one end of the blow tube, and gently poured it down. After a moment, he plugged the porcelain bottle and turned his wrist and disappeared. Du Juan held the long black blow tube in his hand and inserted the sharper end through the crack of the door.

The movement is smooth and done in one go.

Everyone stared at each other with nervous and excited expressions. Isn’t this exactly the same behavior as the “flying thieves” on TV?

Is there really such a flying thief in the real world?

However, they didn't smell anything.

Mao Xianfeng and Wei Wushuang, who were sitting in the room, smelled a faint fragrance and rushed straight into their noses. However, this fragrance was not pungent, and it did not cause any other discomfort. Not to mention that the police officers on duty had already fallen asleep last night, even if they were completely awake like they are now, they would not be wary of this faint fragrance.

I smell a scent occasionally, what's worth making a fuss about?

Time passed by minute by minute, and the situation seemed to have not changed at all. Mao Xianfeng and Wei Wushuang were still leaning tilted in the chair, their eyes seemed to be closed, and there was no sign of anything abnormal.

A large group of criminal police officers watching outside the door gradually became a little impatient. Looking at Gongsun Lan and Du Juan and others, they also became provocative without realizing it.

Gongsun Lan looked calm, but Du Juan was facing tit for tit, her eyes widened and swept over hard.

There was no expression on Yan Feiyang's face, and he couldn't tell at all. What was thinking in his mind at this moment.

"Hey, what the hell is going on?"

Finally, Liu couldn't help but growled at Du Juan.

Although he knew that Gongsun Lan was the main one, Liu could only yell at Du Juan. I was really embarrassed to yell at Gongsun Lan.

Du Juan glared at him fiercely, let out a cold "hum", raised her head and ignored her.

"This police officer seems to be unable to wait, so please come in and take a look."

Gongsun Lan said softly, her mouth slightly raised, showing a faint smile. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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