Location successful

The person in charge was stunned for a moment, then quickly replied.

"Report, Captain Yan. After the prisoner snatching case at the Tianhao Building Plaza, witnesses saw Comrade Qin Bing enter the sewer to pursue the suspect."

"We... we haven't been able to contact her since then."

"The Police Officer sent to support her said that the sewer system is intricate and complex, and perhaps..."

Yan Ruyu's brows furrowed tightly for the first time.

Based on her understanding of Qin Bing, although that girl was impulsive, she was by no means reckless.

Even during a pursuit, she would definitely report her location at regular intervals.

Being unable to reach her for this long, there are only two possibilities: either she met with an accident, or... she encountered something uncontrollable.

Just then, a Police Officer responsible for field communication suddenly raised his hand to report.

"Report, Captain Yan. The Chengxi Police Station just called, saying... saying they want to file a report regarding our Municipal Bureau comrade requisitioning their police car."

"Requisitioning a police car?" Yan Ruyu was a bit puzzled.

"Yes."

The Police Officer looked equally bewildered.

"They said that about an hour ago, near a sewer manhole cover at the plaza, a Police Officer surnamed Qin from our Criminal Investigation Detachment, along with a... a man claiming to be a concerned citizen, requisitioned one of their patrol vehicles."

"What?!" The Command Center erupted into an uproar.

Qin Bing wasn't alone? She was with a man? And she drove away in a police station vehicle?

"What about the Police Officer who was operating with Qin Bing at the time?" Yan Ruyu asked immediately.

"They are all in the hospital. They were affected by the shockwave during the bombing and are still unconscious."

"In other words, no one knows who that man is, and no one knows where Qin Bing went with the car?"

The person in charge nodded, sweating profusely.

Yan Ruyu's expression darkened completely.

She had a strong premonition that Qin Bing's loss of contact was definitely related to the requisition of the police car.

"Contact the Chengxi Police Station immediately and ask for the license plate number, GPS terminal ID, and vehicle identification number of the requisitioned police car!"

Yan Ruyu spoke extremely quickly.

"Also, before the operation, were all the mobile phones of the participating personnel turned in according to regulations?"

"Yes... yes, they are all in the evidence storage room."

"Bring me Qin Bing's phone! And call the people from the Technical Department to come here, and bring the best equipment!"

A trace of complex emotion, difficult to detect, flashed in Yan Ruyu's eyes.

"Hurry!"

Although they were puzzled, everyone went to do it immediately.

Soon, several experts from the Technical Department arrived at the Command Center with various precision instruments.

Qin Bing's ordinary-looking mobile phone was also brought over.

"Captain Yan, what are you doing..." The head of the Technical Department asked, a bit confused.

Yan Ruyu did not explain. She took the phone, skillfully removed the back cover, and took out the battery.

She stared at the internal structure of the phone for a few seconds, then took out a thin, cicada-wing-like metal probe from the pocket of her tactical vest and carefully pried at the edge of a chip on the motherboard.

A black chip, smaller than a grain of rice, was picked out by her from an extremely hidden groove.

"This is..." The experts from the Technical Department all widened their eyes.

"This is the 'Watcher-Type 3' military-grade micro-positioning and signal transmitter."

Yan Ruyu placed the tiny chip in her palm, her voice filled with a hint of self-mockery and a hint of relief.

"I taught her this. I told her never to put her life completely into someone else's hands, even if it's her closest friends or family."

She handed the chip to the head of the Technical Department. "I need to know its current location. Immediately, right now!"

"Yes!"

Just as the experts from the Technical Department were scrambling to crack the chip's signal, the Police Officer sent to verify the police car information came running back, his voice trembling with excitement.

"Report, Captain Yan! Found it! The GPS signal of the requisitioned police car was last seen at..."

He glanced at the record in his hand and said, enunciating each word, "West of the city, unfinished building complex, Blue Harbor!"

Almost at the same time, the head of the Technical Department also suddenly raised his head, his face full of shock.

"Captain Yan! Positioning successful! The signal source on Comrade Qin Bing is also at Blue Harbor! And... the signal hasn't moved for over forty minutes!"

The two pieces of intelligence perfectly overlapped at this moment.

Yan Ruyu's pupils contracted sharply.

She didn't say anything, just turned around abruptly, drew her service weapon from her waist, checked the magazine, and cleanly pulled the slide to chamber a round.

"Notify SWAT Officer Group One, everyone! Bring your best equipment, target, Blue Harbor! Depart in five minutes!"

The cold and murderous order exploded in the Command Center.

The night wind wailed. The sky had turned completely dark.

In the top-floor hall of the unfinished building "Blue Harbor", a dim tungsten light bulb swayed in the wind, stretching the shadows on the ground like ghosts.

Qin Bing felt her body was like a puppet with cut strings, with a sore, exhausted feeling spreading through all her limbs and bones.

She was hung from a roof beam by a rough rope, her arms tied behind her back, with only the tips of her black high heels barely able to touch the cold ground.

This posture caused the weight of her whole body to press down on her toes and her bound shoulders; every minute and every second was a form of torture.

Sweat slid down her temples, soaking her sideburns and bringing waves of cold, itchy sensations, but she couldn't even lift her hand to wipe it away.

The back of her neck still throbbed with the intense pain from being struck by a hand blade, making her brain feel dizzy in waves.

She had lost. Lost completely.

In front of that man wearing a clown mask, her fighting skills that she was so proud of, and her dignity as a Police Officer, were all crushed into worthlessness.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, awake?" A mocking voice came from not far away.

Qin Bing struggled to lift her head, focusing her vision in the dim light.

She saw that on the old, dilapidated sofa in the center of the hall, Big Donkey Brother was sitting with his legs crossed, watching her leisurely.