Crossroads.
According to Han Fei's original calculation, it would take them half an hour to reach this crossroads, but unexpectedly, they arrived in just twenty-five minutes.
Despite rushing, they managed to arrive not too late, leaving enough time for pre-arrangements.
Before coming, Han Fei had calculated that the suspect would take more than half an hour to reach this crossroads.
He dared to make this conclusion because he was certain the suspect wouldn't speed on the road.
After all, the suspect certainly didn't know he had already been targeted by the police. Under such circumstances, any normal person wouldn't invite trouble. Speeding would attract the attention of traffic police, which would be counterproductive.
"Block the road, and keep an eye out for a white van with the license plate Yang A.BG317. The suspect is in that vehicle," Han Fei ordered.
The officers immediately followed his instructions, driving their police cars onto the ring road and blocking the path by positioning the cars sideways.
Of course, to minimize disruption to other vehicles, they left a gap for them to pass through, only intercepting the white van with the license plate Yang A.BG317 mentioned by Han Fei.
Ten minutes later.
A white van appeared in the officers' line of sight.
Similarly, the officers and the row of police cars blocking the road also came into view of the man driving the van.
Although the man was wearing a high-end suit, it gave off an awkward vibe, as the expensive suit didn't match his demeanor at all.
"Why are there cops here?" The man furrowed his brows, sensing that things were not as simple as they seemed.
Initially, he harbored a sense of luck, hoping these officers were targeting someone else.
However, when he saw one of the officers excitedly pointing in his direction, he immediately realized otherwise.
These cops were here to arrest him!
"Did I not clean up thoroughly enough?" the man muttered to himself.
He had killed all the informants! Now, the only person who knew about this was him. How could the police have traced it back to him?
And why so quickly!?
According to his plan, after all the informants were dead, the police wouldn't be able to pin it on him for a while.
After all, investigating a case takes time. They wouldn't immediately point the finger at him. During the time the police were investigating, he could sell all the stolen items for cash.
By the time the police traced it back to him, he would have already fled far away.
Things shouldn't be unfolding like this!
Now, the man was left with only one option, which was also the worst-case scenario: forcefully breaking through the blockade, finding a place to hide the goods, and laying low himself until the heat died down.
Thinking of this, the man steeled his heart and stomped hard on the accelerator.
"Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor by heaven. Damn it, no one can block my path to riches!"
The white van's speed suddenly increased, making Han Fei's eyelids twitch.
"This bastard... is going for brute force. Everyone, get out of the way!"
Arresting the suspect was crucial, but as the team leader, he didn't want his officers to get injured or even sacrificed.
People certainly couldn't stop a vehicle. What the officers could do now was to first dodge, then get back into their cars to forcefully stop the van.
Seeing this, the man driving the van couldn't help but sneer.
"Stupid pigs, keep blocking the road! I'll run you all over!"
You know how to dodge? You're afraid too? You have this day too?
The man's mood soared. This time, it wasn't him fleeing like a stray dog; this time, the roles were reversed, and it was the officers who were dodging him.
He got carried away and, all of a sudden, his evil intentions surged. His eyes gleamed with madness as he adjusted the direction of the vehicle, aiming the front of the van at the few officers who were avoiding him instead of the gap left by the officers for other vehicles to pass through.
Not only did he want to forcefully break through the blockade, but he also wanted to hit a police officer for fun. Even Jesus himself couldn't stop him; that's what he said!
"Holy shit..." Han Fei couldn't help but be shocked. This suspect was insane!
Thinking of this, he didn't hesitate to pull out his service pistol, which he had brought along during the arrest. Without time to aim, he fired a shot at the van's cabin. He couldn't just stand by and watch his colleagues face mortal danger.
"Bang!"
The sound of a gunshot sliced through the air.
This shot didn't hit the man driving the van; the bullet grazed past him, hitting the backrest of the driver's seat.
Since Han Fei didn't have time to aim, and the van's speed was too high, missing the shot was within his expectations.
Hearing the gunshot, the man immediately calmed down. The madness in his eyes gradually disappeared as he subconsciously stepped on the brake.
The bullet had grazed past him, indicating that the officer who fired the shot didn't want to hit him. This shot was meant to be a warning. If he didn't stop now, the next shot might hit his head... the man thought.
While stepping on the brake, the man quickly turned the steering wheel, causing the van to crash into the guardrail in the middle of the road, avoiding the officers in front.
After breaking through more than a dozen guardrails, the van finally came to a stop.
The airbag in the vehicle deployed, and the front of the van was severely deformed, rendering it unusable. The man wasn't injured, just a bit dizzy from being hit by the airbag.
The man kicked open the deformed door and jumped out of the van, planning to climb over the highway and escape into the woods by the roadside.
Due to the van's inertia, it had moved forward a bit, creating some distance between him and the officers. He still had a chance to escape.
However, before he could take a few steps, another gunshot rang out behind him.
"Bang!"
Han Fei fired another shot, this time into the air: "Don't move! Put your hands on your head and squat down!"
The man's DNA-embedded instincts kicked in. He very skillfully put his hands on his head and squatted down on the spot, his movements smooth and without any hesitation, as if he had practiced it many times. Being caught so often had made him quite proficient.
"Don't shoot... don't shoot!"
He hadn't expected that these officers coming to arrest him would be armed and quick to pull the trigger. So far, they had already fired two shots!
Han Fei pointed his gun at the van's cabin and shouted loudly, "Stay down!"
"I'm down, down already, not moving..." the man kept nodding.
With the officers armed, he had no choice but to back down.
Han Fei held his gun and jogged over to the man, then took out handcuffs and cuffed the man...
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
spital. Good news: I've bound a system. Bad news: I'm still a baby. "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, do not bully the middle-aged for being poor — Divorce Comeback System." "Your marriage may have failed, but your luck in love has never run dry. Your childhood sweetheart, out of contact for twenty years, reappears. Her beauty remains, yet her eyes are brimming with tears." [Listen to the childhood sweetheart's sorrowful story.] Chen Zhi looked down at the diaper he was wearing, then at the little childhood sweetheart crying her heart out beside him, and fell into deep thought. Can anyone relate? I'm having a midlife crisis at an age where even rolling over is a struggle.
