Chapter 45 (1/2)

Shi Ning gave an alternative plan, and the experienced Yang Qiwei knew very well that whichever plan he chose was extremely dangerous.

She strangled the suspect's neck with a rope. Once the suspect was alerted during the operation, there is no doubt that Shi Ning became a live target.

Lead out the suspects and give them a chance to shoot. How? How? In an accident, Shi Ning was definitely the first to be injured.

Choose one from two. Yang Qiwei doesn't want to choose any.

But the child cried out to his mother. It should have been carefree. Now the child's voice shrouded in panic is like a sharp hammer, which pierces everyone's heart.

In the process of arresting or encircling criminals, the most worrying thing is that hostages are being taken. Now, what is being taken is still a mentally ill child, which is the most worrying type of hostage taking.

”Uncle Yang, you really have no third choice. The suspect you are facing is not a novice. I believe you can see how difficult he is.”

”An experienced and ferocious outlaw, he is more open-minded than anyone. Once he knows that he has no hope to escape, he will certainly choose to take the child to be buried with him.”

”For them, killing one is killing, and killing two is also killing. Killing another in front of your public security will make them feel more successful. And your efforts will be erased because of the killing of hostages, and even face the criticism of thousands of people.”

”I don't want to see children have an accident, and I don't want to see you working hard being misunderstood.”

”Uncle Yang, you believe me, I will protect myself and won't let the other party have a chance. I know you have other options, but are you sure that the poor and vicious suspect still has patience?”

Shi Ning analyzed calmly and tried to dispel Yang Qiwei's concerns with his own words.

His biggest scruple: fear that she will be shot.

Only a minute or so has passed, but Yang Qiwei and Shi Ning seem to have passed more than half a century.

The stuffy night wind blew through the dark alley, like a transparent and sticky film, covering both nostrils and lips, bringing bursts of suffocation.