Espionage: I became sworn brothers with Zheng Yaoxian at the beginning, and became the Seventh Broth

Chapter 177 Walking into a Trap

Since they were in the same office building and the official had called personally, the police officials naturally dared not slack off.

Three to five minutes later, there was a knock on Murong Lian's door.

The door opened, and the first person to enter was a middle-aged man in his thirties, somewhat thin, and who looked very shrewd at first glance.

The way he entered the room was quite unique.

He crept in furtively, peeking his head in after opening the door, his mustache twitching upwards, and began to speak.

"Director, your name is...."

Before he could finish his sentence, the man stopped abruptly. Clearly, he had seen the situation inside the room and the several armed, menacing thugs standing at the door. "Uh..."

"Director, you have guests? Then you can go ahead and get back to work..."

This person reacted very quickly. In a brief moment, he realized that something was wrong, immediately came up with an excuse to escape, and prepared to put it into action.

However, his reaction speed was still a bit slow.

Before he could even finish speaking and pull his head back, a large, strong hand grabbed his hair.

"Come in here!"

"Don't be so timid, do you think this is a woman's crotch?"

Amidst curses, an operations officer standing at the door gave a forceful tug, and the shrewd, middle-aged man in his thirties staggered forward like a mangy dog ​​and fell to the ground.

"Who is this?" Ye Shaohong glanced at the person on the ground, then turned to look at Murong Lian.

"Nangong Han, Deputy Chief of the Household Registration Section!"

Murong Lian glared at Nangong Han resentfully, then quickly opened his mouth to explain.

"Nangong Han?"

"A good name, but unfortunately it doesn't do him justice!"

Ye Shaohong shook his head and glanced at the door again. One of the field agents guarding the door immediately understood and went to close the door.

As the door closed, Nangong Han, the deputy head of the household registration department who had been lying on the ground, struggled to get up. He first carefully glanced around before moving his feet, like a little crab on the beach, slowly moving to Murong Lian's side.

"Director, what's going on?" "Shut up!"

"Stay put, don't say anything, and don't drag me down with you."

Facing this once obedient lackey, Murong Lian now wished he could take out a knife and stab him a few times, and naturally wouldn't give him a kind look.

"Want to know what happened? Don't worry, you'll find out in a moment."

Ye Shaohong was in a good mood. He quite enjoyed the situation of setting up a trap and waiting to catch people, so he was in the mood to chat with Nangong Han for a while.

Nangong Han is also shameless.

He had already confirmed Ye Shaohong's identity through careful observation, and now, upon hearing Ye Shaohong's words, he immediately stepped forward, bowing and scraping to Ye Shaohong, trying to curry favor.

But Ye Shaohong had no interest in paying attention to him.

Ye Shaohong glanced coldly at the man, frowned, and turned to the field operative beside him.

"Quack."

"Take him away, tie him up, gag him, and don't let him spout nonsense and ruin our plans."

With just a few simple words, Nangong Han, who had already walked up to Ye Shaohong and was about to speak, immediately froze.

He clearly had never encountered this situation before.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to explain, the field agent who had received Ye Shaohong's order came over, grabbed him by the neck, and dragged him to a corner of the office like a puppy.

He tossed her to the ground, then pulled out brass handcuffs from behind his waist, grabbed Nangong Han's arm, and handcuffed it behind his back.

But where could this mouth-gagging stuff be found? The field operative was completely baffled.

He looked around but still couldn't find a suitable item. Finally, he gritted his teeth and, right in front of Nangong Han, took off his shoes and ripped off his smelly, dirty socks.

"You...no...you can't!"

Nangong Han's expression changed instantly. He wasn't stupid; he figured out what the field crew was planning to do almost immediately.

He immediately struggled to turn around and avoid it.

However, the field operative was just a brute soldier who wouldn't listen to his explanations or care about his struggles. He grabbed Nangong Han's hair and pulled hard, exposing Nangong Han's mouth.

Then, ignoring Nangong Han's pleas, he stuffed the smelly sock into Nangong Han's mouth.

This scene naturally caught the attention of Ye Shaohong and Murong Lian.

Ye Shaohong shook his head and smiled. He wouldn't reprimand his subordinate for such a trivial matter; he would simply pretend he hadn't seen it. Murong Lian, on the other hand, shrank back in fear.

Just then, there was another knock on the office door. As the door opened, two middle-aged men with smiling faces walked in, talking as they entered.

Their reaction speed was far slower than Nangong Han's; they didn't realize the atmosphere inside the room was off until they had already entered.

Instead of turning to run away, the two men reached for their guns at their waists to fight back.

Immediately, four dark gun barrels were pressed against their heads and lower backs.

"Okay."

"Is this an arrest warrant?"

"Who are they? They've been charged with this crime."

Ye Shaohong remained completely calm, even looking at Murong Lian with amusement. "Team Leader Ye, these are Wang Han, the deputy director of the Logistics Department, and Zhang Miao, the head of the Police Training Section. These two have always been audacious and reckless. The mistakes I made were all because they dragged me down with them."

While explaining the identities of the two men to Ye Shaohong, Murong Lian did not forget to clear his own name.

Ye Shaohong ignored Murong Lian completely. He waved his hand, and the two guys who had just walked into the trap were immediately taken away.

What happened next was simple, much like Ye Shaohong had expected.

With Murong Lian stepping in, these wanted criminals, who should have been arrested one by one, now seemed like innocent victims, walking into the trap one by one.

In just over ten minutes, the nine criminals who were supposed to be arrested by the Ministry of Police were all in place.

Apart from Murong Lian, who was somewhat cooperative, everyone else was handcuffed in brass handcuffs, gagged with various items, and led by Ye Shaohong, they were escorted out of the police department building like quails.

This scene shocked everyone in the police department.

Many people came out to watch, gathering in small groups to whisper and point.

However, they were not the ones most affected.

Those most deeply shocked by the operation were the top officials at the heart of the police department. Standing at their office windows, watching the long lines of police officers being escorted away, their expressions varied.

Some people clenched their fists in anger, while others trembled with fear, and many more gaped in astonishment.

Only one person was observing Ye Shaohong, the leader of the group, with great interest.

"Are these the young talents of my secret service?"

"You've got some nerve!"