Before the accident, Kim Tae-soo had a great say in the 57th. You can see this from the fact that he can mobilize the 17th group of Nanhu privately.

With the right to speak and the upper-level relationship, he must be a pivotal figure in the power struggle on the 57th.

If there is an intriguing power struggle, there must be dirty and despicable means, as well as various off-table transactions, shady and other things. Kim Tae-soo took root on the 57th for many years. Whether it is to contain others or protect himself, he has done enough homework. He not only holds the information of the enemy, but also the weaknesses of a large number of competitors and colleagues. He also knows the dirty work of many high-ranking officials and military officers. That's why he dared to pretend to be a ghost while in custody, making the atmosphere of No. 57 very strange.

And Yu Weiliang knew he had this ability, so he had no choice but to transfer him. Because there are too many people on the 57th, it is very unsafe to rely on the investigation team to stare. Once someone wants to kill Kim Tae-soo, or is threatened by Kim Tae-soo, things will become very troublesome.

...

At ten o'clock in the morning the next day.

Li Zhixun called Yu Weiliang and whispered to him: "I'll give you a phone number, and you will bring Kim Tae-soo to him."

"Is this person safe?" Yu Weiliang asked.

"He is a businessman in the arms business in Beishi. He has run errands for me for many years. He is very reliable. I didn't tell him who you want to imprison or what you do. He won't ask more. You bring people over. The outside is guarded by their people, and the people from the investigation team inside are fine." Li Zhixun replied briefly: "As long as the news does not leak out, no one can find it."

"I understand, do it now." Yu Weiliang nodded.

"I will finalize the share affairs as soon as possible, and then I will report to the above, and secretly execute Kim Tae-soo." Lee Chi-hoon whispered back.

"Secret execution?" Yu Weiliang was startled.

"He is too dirty, and the people above don't want to go through the program." Li Zhixun replied lightly: "This can also reduce some trouble."

"I understand." When Yu Weiliang heard this, a cool breeze hit the back of his neck.

This is politics, this is abandoned son!

...

At 11:30, in the office of the No. 57 shooting investigation team, Yu Weiliang said succinctly: "Everyone turns in all private communication equipment and only uses the distributed intercom."

Everyone followed suit.

"I made a road map, and each group leader took it down and took a look." Yu Weiliang opened the file bag and said softly: "When setting out, each group pays attention to the staffing and firepower allocation, and prepares for all emergencies. "

"understand!"

"understand!"

"...!"

Everyone nodded in response.

12 o'clock.

Forty savvy members of the investigation team arrived at the parking lot fully armed.

After waiting for a while, the back door of the detention area was opened, and ten people surrounded Kim Tae-soo around and led him out.

With shackles in both hands, Kim Tae-soo turned to look around, and suddenly shouted at the main building somewhat ironically: "Haha, how many theaters are there? Are you panicking? My fate is probably all of you. The end of...!"

"That's too much." Yu Weiliang frowned, and dragged Jin Taezhu into the car.

Upstairs in the main building, many officers stood at the window, staring down in a complicated mood.

In fact, Yu Weiliang wanted to send people away in a low-key manner, but the reality really didn't allow him to do so. First of all, he is not the 57th person. The members of the investigation team were also temporarily selected. As long as they move, they must use the 57th resources, such as cars, equipment and other items. So even if they tried their best to hide, the news still spread easily.

After Kim Tae-zhu got into the car, Yu Weiliang immediately waved his hand and said, "Go!"

After the words fell, ten armed pickup trucks and two off-road vehicles quickly left from the back gate of No. 57 and drove towards the street.

In the guest room of the main building, a blond man slowly took out his mobile phone and quickly sent a text message.

...

About an hour later, near the outskirts of the city.

Twelve military vehicles, with emergency lights, ignoring all traffic laws, clinging to the side of the road, driving fast.

In a car in the middle of the convoy, Kim Tae-soo sat in the back seat, turned his head to look around, and suddenly asked with a smile, "Leader Yu, you have transferred such a small matter to the detention place and done such a high-profile thing. Question?"

When Yu Weiliang heard the sound, he turned his head and looked at Kim Tae-soo coldly. He rarely shows this expression, which shows that his underlying mental activity is also very nervous.

"Hehe, are you afraid that someone will kill me?" Kim Tae-soo asked obviously a little free of self.

"Do you think you have any bargaining chips?" Yu Weiliang looked at him and replied: "Don't forget, although your wife is dead, your son is still there, and you still have family members."

"You are right, I love them very much, and I don't want anyone to have an accident." Kim Tae-soo smiled and nodded: "But even so, what can I do? I face your cold-blooded, inhuman opponents, what can I do? Is there a better way?"

Yu Weiliang was silent.

"I'm dead, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, they will not be good; if I am not dead, they will not be good." Kim Tae-soo replied nervously: "Do you think I will still be afraid? Are you afraid of your threats? Ah, leader Yu?!"

"Living to watch them die, and they die after you die, are two different feelings." Yu Weiliang is very good at breaking people's defenses: "The former will collapse, will go crazy, will live better than die, you Say it? Or we will let you try again, the pain of losing a loved one."

Kim Tae-soo clenched his fists, leaned forward with scarlet eyes, and said word by word: "You have no faith, no race, and only recognize rights as a scumbag! I will see you with my own eyes."

"No problem, but I need you to be quiet now."

When the two of them faced each other and kept testing each other's bottom line, the car had already traveled about five or six kilometers away, struggling a relatively difficult road, and was rushing to the north.

Kim Tae-soo turned his head to look around, smiled and said, "A good place, a good place to shoot."

As soon as the voice fell off, the front row of convoys suddenly stopped. One person took the walkie-talkie and shouted: "There was a car accident ahead. Two trucks collided."

When Yu Weiliang heard this, he frowned unconsciously, and immediately picked up the intercom to respond: "The convoy retreats and bypasses the conflicting section."

"Boom, boom...!"

As soon as the voice fell, several extremely dull gunfire suddenly came from a building not far away.

"Wow!"

The explosion-proof glass was instantly shattered by guns, and the driver who drove Kim Tae-soo was beaten into two pieces in the car on the spot, and blood sprayed the entire cockpit.

"Yohoo! Cool!"

Kim Tae-soo was splashed with blood, and shouted at Weiliang like a madman: "The excitement is coming! Don't let me die, otherwise the shares will not be available."