bdsm-fiction Chapter 183
Chapter 183
Su Ming sighed and clicked on the silver treasure chest, and a familiar white light flashed.
The cold and unfriendly reminder sound of the system sounded again.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the magic skill - Locking God]
Locking God - As long as it is a lock, it can't be difficult for you. (Whether it is whispering and stealing fragrance or getting rich overnight, it's up to you!)
The skill is a golden lock logo, shining brightly, as if tempting Su Ming to do something illegal...
No way!
Su Ming's face darkened again and again.
Okay, okay, stealing jade and stealing fragrance are out, right?
What's the use of this skill for me!
Wait...
If I have this skill, next time Boss Che invites me to sit up...
Does that mean that the door of the unit downstairs can no longer stop me?
I can do it?
This... skill is still a little useful.
But it's just a little.
Su Ming's old face flushed, and he threw aside the messy thoughts in his mind.
Arrest him, arrest him!
...
Director Zhang looked at the scene in front of him with deep emotion.
He had to admit it.
Although Su Ming had only been working for two days, his prestige in the station was definitely much stronger than his.
Zhang Bo had been the instructor of Jiangling Police Station for seven or eight years. He was from the army and was responsible for ideological and political work before he retired.
So he knew too well how important the word "people's hearts" was to a unit and a collective.
In a word, two horizontal lines and one vertical line means to do it.
One order, one force and two points means to do it.
It is what people want!
In just two days, he joined the job with the power of the political commissar, met with three million in supplies to dress people, and now he used force to suppress people.
Bai Jinhan, who was helpless in the entire Jiangbei Public Security Bureau, was taken down by Su Ming so easily.
Who dares not to accept?
Who can not accept!
At this moment, Jiangling Police Station was deeply marked by Su Ming.
Zhang Bo was filled with emotion.
Looking at the man in front of him who was as burly as an iron tower, apart from his terrifying temperament, he was really like a general.
He had an impressive leadership temperament.
For Su Ming, Jiangling Police Station must be just a beginning. As for the future...
Zhang Bo shook his head. He couldn't guess where Su Ming would go...
Department? Ministry?
Thinking of this, Zhang Bo's progressive gene moved fiercely.
Or?
Licking?
......
"Zhang! Why don't you notify the brothers who are checking the room below to come up and help first? I just called Director Yan to report. The patrol brigade will send people to support immediately!"
Su Ming's rough voice interrupted Zhang's progressive thinking.
He looked up at the instructor who was nearly two years younger than him but three times taller, and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, Director Su, don't worry, I'll let Li Ru and the others come up from downstairs now."
Zhang Bo's attitude was very upright and sincere.
It even made Su Ming feel a little confused.
Their roles seemed to be reversed at this moment. Zhang's words made it seem like he was the director.
Su Ming scratched his head and felt that Director Zhang was a little weird.
But he didn't think much about it and continued: "Director Zhang, then I will take Zhao Yifan and his team to check the club upstairs first, or you can take care of these hooligans?"
"Okay, okay, Director Su, please be safe! I'm watching these people here. If you have any questions when you go up, call me at any time on the intercom!" Director Zhang's smiling answer made Su Ming a little numb.
After nodding and greeting the other deputy chiefs, Su Ming turned around and led Zhao Yifan's team, led by Sun Tingting, and continued to walk along the corridor.
After passing a reception room, Sun Tingting hesitated for a moment, as if trying to recall the memory of being taken out at that time.
After thinking for a while, he hesitantly pointed to a bookshelf in the reception room and said.
"Brother Su Ming, I remember that I seemed to be taken out in this direction... But how can this be a bookshelf?"
"Coach Su, do you need to call Li Cheng over to ask?" Zhao Yifan saw Su Ming frowning, and hurriedly came to his side and whispered.
"No, move the bookshelf for me!" Su Ming shook his head and pointed to the three-meter-high solid wood bookshelf in front of him and ordered.
At the command, the seven or eight police officers behind him immediately ran to the bookshelf and moved the bookshelf with force.
But this bookshelf was like an iron cast on the floor, and it didn't move at all even with the strength of seven or eight policemen.
This is obviously weird!
How could a mere solid wood bookshelf be so heavy!
"Director Su... can't move it!" Zhao Yifan also personally helped to move it, but it was obviously useless.
"Can't move it? Get out of my way!" Su Ming frowned and stepped forward to help.After pushing it left and right for a while, it really seemed to grow on the ground.
Could it be that Sun Tingting really remembered the wrong location?
Is this bookshelf welded to the ground?
Su Ming, who was unwilling to give up, carefully looked at the ground on both sides of the bookshelf, and found some traces of slight movement after careful observation.
Su Ming shook his head and smiled, patting his head.
He waved his hand and said to the many police officers in front of him: "Get out of the way first! I'll try again!"
After that, Su Ming kicked the solid wood bookshelf to pieces.
The big feet of more than 50 yards are more useful than a sledgehammer, and the books on the entire bookshelf are scattered all over the ground.
As the bookshelf was torn apart, the wall behind it was also revealed.
A pure steel anti-theft door suddenly appeared on the wall.
Su Ming kicked it hard a few times, and there was no echo on the smooth door surface under the huge force.
This door must be at least 30 centimeters thick! And all of them are made of pure alloy.
Obviously, Wang Lin spent a lot of money on this place. This door is installed here to ensure the extreme safety of the private club upstairs.
Su Ming knocked on the wall next to the alloy door, which was also very dull.
Obviously, a large amount of alloy metal was used at great expense when it was cast and built to ensure solidity and safety.
Zhao Yifan knocked for a while and frowned and said, "Damn Wang Lin, he is too thief! There is no way to get in except this door with such a thick door wall!"
"Since this club is built on the top floor of the building, why not use a helicopter and we can directly airdrop it?"
Su Ming squinted at Zhao Yifan and said, "Using a helicopter requires the signature of Political Commissar Wang Zishi. He should still be in the hospital now. Why don't you go and get his signature?"
Zhao Yifan instantly drooped his head and went to find Political Commissar Wang Zishi to find Wang Zishi's lair.
I would go to him to sign if I was crazy.
He would sign for me if he was crazy.
"What should I do? This opportunity is rare! It would be a pity to miss it..."
Su Ming looked at the lower right corner of the steel door and saw an extremely hidden and inconspicuous circular mark.
After bending down and touching it, he stood up straight with a smile.
"Actually... I am also a skilled man..." The big gangster said with narrowed eyes.