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Chapter 931

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Thinking of this, he was shocked and angry. He said in a low voice, "F * ck, your manager even promised that your shop would never be raided by the police. Are you f * cking kidding me?" The lady on top of him said, "Our manager didn't lie to you. The police have never raided our shop before. Even if they did, they would inform us in advance. What are they doing tonight? They didn't even inform us in advance. It's disgusting. "

She was very experienced. After a little panic, she calmed down and climbed down from the man's body. She crawled into the quilt and laid down on her side. Then she called the other lady to crawl in. The lady who crawled in later crawled into the quilt and lay down behind her. This way, with the cover of the oversized quilt and the cover of the sisters, they didn't have to worry about being discovered by the police. Of course, this was just deceiving himself and others. If the police really did a thorough search, they would be found even if they hid in the quilt. However, driven by luck, they could only do this. Were the two of them going to be exposed to the police?

After the two women hid, the lady who was giving the man a massage said in a low voice, "If the police ask about our relationship later, you can say that we are boyfriend and girlfriend." The man said foolishly, "What do you mean? You want me to open the door? "The lady sighed and said," Aiya, you can't not open the door. They are the police. Besides, even if you don't open the door, they can come in if they want. You should be more proactive and go open the door. Remember, if they ask, say that I am your girlfriend. By the way, my name is Zhang Xia. "

The man had no choice but to put on his long johns and get off the Simmons. He braced himself and walked to the door to open it.

A male police officer stood outside the door. His face was gloomy and he had a mini submachine gun in front of his chest.

Seeing the submachine gun in front of his chest, the man was so scared that he shivered. He thought to himself, I'm just a prostitute. Is there a need to use a gun?

The male police officer looked inside the room and saw the woman lying on the Simmons. He ignored her and looked at the short and fat man. He asked, "ID card!" The man didn't dare to be negligent. He quickly went back into the room and took out his ID card from his bag. He handed it over respectfully. The policeman looked at his ID and asked, "Where are you from and what do you do?" The man replied honestly, "I'm from the North Pass of our Nanhe County. I do some small business." When the policeman heard him speak with a local accent, he handed his ID card back to him and said lightly, "It's fine." He then turned to leave.

He nodded and bowed, "Thank you, thank you. You are such a good comrade …" The policeman didn't know why he was so excited to thank him, but he didn't think too much about it. He just glanced at him subconsciously, but he didn't expect to find a flaw. He pushed him away and walked into the house.

The man didn't know what he saw and felt guilty. He was so scared that his face turned pale. He quickly followed and said, "Comrade, isn't it fine?"

The male police officer walked to a spot about a meter away from Simmons' bed and looked at the five or six black leather boots scattered on the ground in front of the bed. He then looked at the woman in the bed and tilted his head to look at the feet of the man who had followed him. He frowned and his hands tightened around the assault rifle in front of his chest. He asked somewhat nervously, "Just how many of you are there?" As he spoke, he took a few steps back. Without anyone noticing, the muzzle of his gun was already aimed at the bloated blanket on the bed.

The man didn't know that the policeman had already deduced the existence of a third person in the room from the number of leather shoes. He said embarrassedly, "Two … two people." The policeman said coldly, "Why are two people wearing six leather shoes? Do any of you have four feet? Where's the third person? Come out. If you don't, I'll shoot. "He opened the safety of the submachine gun.

When the woman hiding in the blanket heard that he was going to shoot, she was so scared that she lifted the blanket and crawled out. She shouted, "Don't … Don't shoot!"

When the policeman saw someone suddenly jump out of the blanket, he was so shocked that his finger was on the trigger. But when he saw that it was another woman, he quickly let out a sigh of relief.

The male police officer was very knowledgeable. Based on the two women's hairstyles, hair color, and makeup, he knew that the two women were chicks raised by this bath center. In the current environment, which bath center in the county city didn't raise a few chicks? How could a bath center without a prostitute make money? He had long heard that the quality of the prostitutes in "The World's Most Beautiful" bath center was high. Today, he saw that the reputation was well-deserved. No matter if it was their figure or appearance, they were all remarkable. It was no wonder that this toad-like short and fat man picked two prostitutes to play with one dragon and two phoenixes. After understanding this, he was completely relieved. He glanced at the man and thought to himself, You're lucky that I won't arrest you tonight. Otherwise, based on the way you played, I would have fined you ten thousand yuan. He sneered, put on the safety of the submachine gun, and turned to leave.

The man couldn't believe that the awe-inspiring policeman let him go so easily. Could it be that he was a fool? Couldn't he see that he was playing with prostitutes? And he was playing with two prostitutes? He had eyes, so it was impossible that he couldn't see it. But if he could see it, why didn't he arrest him? He stared blankly for a moment, but soon became happy again. No matter what, he had picked up a big bargain. He laughed, ran to the door, locked it, and returned to the Simmons. He pounced on the two girls and shouted, "My luck is so damn good tonight!"

The two prostitutes were also confused, but it didn't matter. What mattered was that they weren't arrested, which was better than anything else. The two women were relieved at the same time, and their faces showed a smile …

Similar scenes like this had played out countless times in countless brothels and halls in the four counties and districts of Qingyang City. It was also unknown how many brothel patrons and prostitutes had been alarmed and safe during this night's operation. It was said that after the operation, a bored policeman calculated according to the reactions of his colleagues. If tonight's operation was not to catch the gunman but to crack down on prostitution, then before and after the operation, it was estimated that all the prostitutes' expenses would be confiscated, and the fine would be as high as hundreds of thousands. If they could get this sum of money, they would have enough money to pay for the festival at the end of the year.

A quarter of an hour after the special night search operation in Nanhe County began, a three-story hotel on the east side of the 107 National Highway in Nanguan of the county was also searched by six or seven policemen.

These six or seven policemen came in two police vans. After arriving at the entrance of the hotel, one stood guard at the door, and the other went to the courtyard door on the north side of the hotel, which was the side door of the car, to guard the door that came out of the courtyard. The rest of the policemen poured into the hotel to search.

When these policemen searched the second floor, they made a noise that disturbed a guest in a room. This guest was lying in his clothes, but he was not asleep. After hearing the noise, he tiptoed out of bed, walked to the door, and gently opened the door. He looked out and found that two policemen came up from the stairs and were checking each door. When he saw this scene, his heart tightened. He went back to the room, put on a burlap bag, and took out a .64-type pistol from under the pillow. He turned off the safety and put it in his right trouser pocket. Then he put his hand inside, held the pistol tightly, and walked out of the room with his head down.

His original intention was to take advantage of the chaos to go downstairs and leave. Who knew that after just a few steps, he was discovered by a policeman.

That policeman pointed at him and shouted, "Go back, you can't go anywhere. Where do you want to go? You have to be checked first." Before his voice died away, a few more policemen came up.

This guest saw that there were three or four policemen in front of him, and all of them were looking at him up and down. He could only turn around and go back into the room. After entering the house, he calmly locked the door and quickly walked to the window. He opened the right half of the window and grabbed the edge of the window with both hands. With a leap of his right leg, he leaped onto the windowsill and looked down at the night below.

This was a farmhouse-style hotel with a courtyard. The owner of the house built a three-story building on the side of the highway, which was the hotel. Behind the building was the courtyard, and there were more than ten parking spaces in the courtyard. At the back was another two-story building, where the owner's family lived. There were two ways to get out of the hotel from the courtyard. One was to go straight through the small building, and the other was to go through the side door used by the car. Bypassing the small building of the hotel, one could also get out quickly.

With a whoosh, the guest flew out like a giant eagle spreading its wings. His body maintained an excellent balance in the air, and after falling three meters, he landed firmly on the ground. There was only a soft thud, and even the big wolf dog in the courtyard didn't notice. He quickly stood up and walked towards the side door of the small courtyard.

This hotel's business relied on the 107 highway. It received drivers and passengers traveling on the highway 24 hours a day, and provided them with a temporary home to rest. Because it was open 24 hours a day, whether it was the front door of the hotel or the side door of the small courtyard, it was open 24 hours a day.

The guest was obviously very familiar with the terrain of this small courtyard. After landing, he immediately walked to the side door, but he didn't expect that there was already a policeman waiting outside.

He had just walked to the door when he was discovered by the policeman.

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