PDLP Chapter 5 You're saying this ordinary college student is a dangerous criminal wanted by Interpo
Chapter 5 You're saying this ordinary college student is a dangerous criminal wanted by Interpo
The three-person team (crossed out) worked together seamlessly.
Gu Qingzhou was in charge of sales and research and development.
Shen Yao and Shen Zheng are in charge of product after-sales service.
Shen Yao is a girl addicted to the internet.
Therefore, her usual task is to train operators of flying motorcycles (drones) for the client, and also to assist the client in some combat missions.
In any case, the drone control room is far from the battlefield.
For Shen Yao, an internet-addicted girl, flying a drone was indeed like playing video games.
The flying motorcycle "invented" by Gu Qingzhou has a particularly simple structure.
The engine is a light motorcycle engine, with civilian versions of navigation and remote sensing systems added, and reconnaissance equipment and bomb-dropping devices modified.
The flight distance is several hundred kilometers.
It can carry two small bombs.
Shen Zheng served in the special forces for more than three years.
He used what he had learned in the army to set up a training camp for the client, transforming the client's untrained soldiers into a regular army.
On one occasion, their warehouse in the Middle East was attacked by armed men, and Shen Zheng led the security guards to fight back.
In one battle, they wiped out over a hundred mercenaries.
He became famous overnight.
So Gu Qingzhou simply formed a mercenary group.
They are nominally overseas employees of their factory.
In reality, they are armed personnel specifically tasked with handling dirty and strenuous work.
Shen Zheng served as the leader of this mercenary group.
I have participated in several battles in the last ten or twenty days.
Currently.
This mercenary group has already gained some fame in the Middle East.
But foreign countries are foreign countries.
Domestic is domestic.
So Gu Qingzhou sighed, "To put it bluntly, this summer we just went to the Middle East to do business. The client had needs, we had products, it was a fair trade, cash on delivery. As for what the client does with these things, that's their business, it has nothing to do with us."
"You two better remember this."
"We sell civilian products, such as steel pipes, gas cylinders, and small motorcycles... all of which are legal and compliant."
"Our identity is that of college students, and we work in factories during summer vacation to do cross-border e-commerce."
"Do you understand?"
Shen Yao rolled her eyes.
Seeing Gu Qingzhou glaring at her, she quickly stuck out her tongue and obediently said, "I understand."
Shen Zheng nodded solemnly, "Understood."
"If anyone asks about Shen Yao's 'playing games,' it's just ordinary video games, not some kind of drone bombing."
"Okay."
"If anyone asks about Shen Zheng's 'live-action CS,' it's just a regular live-action CS recreational activity, not military training or self-defense counterattack."
"it is good."
Gu Qingzhou nodded in satisfaction, and was about to say a few more words.
Just then.
Suddenly, a series of chaotic and hurried footsteps came from the corridor outside the classroom.
Gu Qingzhou looked out of the classroom with some curiosity.
The other students in the classroom also heard the noise and turned to look at the door, whispering among themselves.
What was that sound?
"What's going on outside?"
"Has a leader come to inspect the area?"
Sudden.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The front and back doors of the lecture hall were suddenly kicked open.
"Everyone stay still! Hands behind your heads! Crouch down!"
Fully armed special police officers poured in through the front and back doors like a black tide.
The SWAT officers wore bulletproof helmets and black masks, revealing only their cold eyes. The dark muzzles of their automatic rifles were pointed in all directions of the classroom.
Their movements were swift, orderly, and ruthless, as well-trained as a sophisticated killing machine.
Special police officers poured in continuously.
In the blink of an eye, they had control of every corner of the classroom.
The dark muzzle of the gun was aimed at every student in the classroom.
at the same time.
Several ropes were lowered from the roof.
Several SWAT team members rappelled down from the rooftop and hovered outside the window, their assault rifles aimed at the classroom, the dark muzzles gleaming coldly in the sunlight.
The lecture hall was completely surrounded, a tight net that made escape impossible.
"what!"
"Help!"
A girl screamed, but the scream was immediately silenced by shouts from the SWAT team members: "Don't scream! Don't move! Hands over your head!"
The classroom was deathly silent, save for tense breathing and the faint clanging of guns.
Everyone was stunned by this sudden turn of events.
They didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
The professor on the podium was still holding the chalk in his hand, frozen in place as if he had been struck by acupuncture, his mouth agape, unable to utter a single word.
The students in the front row were all pale-faced and trembling.
The students in the back rows weren't much better off; they stared wide-eyed at the dark gun barrels, not daring to breathe.
Gu Qingzhou looked at the huge scene.
Completely bewildered.
What's wrong?
Why are there so many police officers?
Could it be that it's coming for me?
His mind was racing, and an extremely ominous premonition welled up inside him.
Just as he was lost in thought, a series of steady footsteps came from the classroom door.
Unlike the rapid and hurried footsteps of SWAT team members.
The footsteps were neither fast nor slow, yet they carried an invisible sense of oppression, each step feeling as if it were stepping on everyone's heart.
A middle-aged policeman in a white shirt walked in.
His hair was somewhat gray, his face was dignified, his eyes were sharp as knives, and he exuded an aura of someone who had been through many battles.
Gu Qingzhou didn't even dare to breathe loudly anymore.
Only police officers at the level of third-level police supervisor or above are allowed to wear white shirts, which corresponds to an administrative rank of at least division chief.
At or above the level of a division chief?
For ordinary people, this is something they can only look up to their whole lives.
The middle-aged policeman held a document in his hand and scanned the classroom with his eyes.
then.
His gaze lingered on the corner of the last row of the classroom.
It was firmly pinned to Gu Qingzhou and the other two.
The middle-aged policeman strode over.
The leather shoes made a "clack-clack-clack" sound on the terrazzo floor, which was particularly jarring in the deathly silent classroom.
All the SWAT team members adjusted their positions as he moved, keeping their guns aimed in that direction.
When he walked up to Gu Qingzhou.
Looking down from a high vantage point.
He scrutinized Gu Qingzhou with a look of intense scrutiny.
Although Gu Qingzhou was already panicking, she still looked up and met his gaze.
Oh shit.
Even if you lose the game, don't lose your spirit.
I've seen all sorts of big scenes in the Middle East.
It would be embarrassing to show weakness now.
However, after staring intently at Gu Qingzhou for a while, the middle-aged policeman revealed a hint of doubt on his face.
Wearing a white T-shirt, jeans, and canvas shoes, she was holding a book titled "Fundamentals of Materials Science" in her arms. Her hair was messy, and her face still showed signs of sleepiness.
Isn't he just an ordinary college student?
An ordinary college student.
His brows furrowed more and more deeply.
Then he turned to the captain of the special police unit and angrily shouted, "What are the Interpol agents good for? They're all useless idiots!"
This shout startled everyone in the classroom.
"Isn't this just a student? His face is so innocent, and he's even holding textbooks! How did they describe him as a dangerous, ruthless killer?"
The other person opened their mouth, but didn't know what to say.
Yes.
He's just an ordinary college student.
How did they come to be labeled as extremely dangerous terrorists?
Interpol issued an arrest warrant.
This is ridiculous!
The middle-aged policeman grew increasingly agitated, "Is this the Americans' doing again? It's one thing for them to arbitrarily arrest people in their own country, but now they're framing ours? They've framed an ordinary college student as one of the world's top ten arms dealers. Have they lost their minds, or do they think we're idiots?"
"Chief, this is definitely the kid in the files," the SWAT team captain whispered. "Whether there's a mistake or not, let's take him back for questioning first."
The middle-aged policeman took a deep breath, looked at Gu Qingzhou, and asked, "Your name is Gu Qingzhou?"
"Yes." Gu Qingzhou's voice was calm, but her palms were sweaty.
The middle-aged policeman was silent for two seconds, then said, "Come with us first."
Gu Qingzhou stood up.
Two SWAT officers immediately stepped forward and stood on either side of him.
The middle-aged policeman looked at him, his voice low and somber. "Young man, I don't know what you've done, nor do I know why Interpol has issued an arrest warrant for you. But Interpol has issued an arrest warrant, and we have to cooperate."
"You are a citizen of our country and are wanted internationally. We need to bring you back to investigate. If you are innocent, we will not allow anyone to wrongly accuse you. But if you have indeed done something you shouldn't have..."
He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was already quite clear.
"Take him away." The middle-aged policeman waved his hand.
Two special police officers immediately grabbed Gu Qingzhou's arms.
"Wait a minute." The professor, who had been in a state of near-collapse, finally came to his senses.
The middle-aged policeman turned around and looked at him.
The professor took a deep breath, trying to keep his voice steady, "Comrade, may I ask what my student did to deserve being arrested?"
The middle-aged policeman glanced at him, took the document from his deputy, and scanned it.
He replied, "He is suspected of selling some products that he shouldn't have sold overseas, and he is now wanted by Interpol."
A series of gasps erupted in the classroom.
All the students stared wide-eyed at Gu Qingzhou in disbelief.
Gu Qingzhou, who is usually quiet and well-liked?
Gu Qingzhou, the one who attended classes, ate meals, and played games with them?
He's only been abroad for two months and he's already wanted by Interpol?
What did he do to be wanted by Interpol?
Did they blow up the Black Palace or scatter the ancestral graves of the squid?
The professor's chalk slipped from his hand and broke into two pieces on the ground.
The middle-aged policeman saw that the professor had stopped talking.
He waved his hand again, "Take him away."
Two special police officers carried Gu Qingzhou outside.
However, as he passed by Shen Yao and Shen Zheng, he quickly whispered, "Don't panic, don't do anything foolish."
Although she tried to lower her voice, it was still clearly heard by those around her.
The middle-aged policeman glanced at Shen Yao and Shen Zheng with some surprise.
Aren't these two just ordinary college students?
What foolish things could they possibly do?
A prison break?