Chapter 343: Chapter 341: The Arrest

After Zhuang Yanzheng pulled the car out, Su Miaoyi quickly locked onto Lu Xian’s vehicle.

The model and license plate were an exact match to what she’d seen on the screen.

With their target acquired, Zhuang Yanzheng accelerated again and tossed his phone to Su Miaoyi. "Call the traffic police. Top of the call log."

Su Miaoyi hurriedly made the call.

Lu Xian hadn’t noticed them as he drove away, but it wasn’t long before he did.

He sped up, using other cars on the road to block their path.

Lu Xian cut off the car in front of him, causing it to swerve and stop sideways across the road.

The one car’s sudden stop caused the vehicles behind it to either halt as well or instinctively hit their brakes.

Since they’d been made anyway, Zhuang Yanzheng hit the siren.

As soon as the siren blared, all the other cars quickly moved out of the way.

The driver of the car blocking the road had gotten out, ready to curse someone out, but at the sound of the siren, he scrambled back inside and moved his vehicle.

By the time he moved his car, however, Zhuang Yanzheng had already sped past.

The man stared after the car’s taillights as it shot away, stunned for a moment before muttering, "What precinct are they with? Who gives them a piece of junk like that? Aren’t they worried it’ll fall apart going that fast? Man, they have it tough."

He got all worked up as he spoke, pulling out his phone, opening a short-video app, and posting a video.

The traffic police were also quick to act, clearing other vehicles from the road and setting up roadblocks.

Lu Xian knew he had to make a desperate run for it, or else it would all be over.

So he rammed straight through the roadblock. His car fishtailed as it broke through, but he quickly corrected and sped away.

"Take out his tires," Zhuang Yanzheng said.

Su Miaoyi instinctively glanced at the tires on Lu Xian’s car.

’Our service pistols can’t do it. They won’t penetrate.’

"There’s a gun in the back seat, under the clothes," Zhuang Yanzheng added.

Su Miaoyi unbuckled her seatbelt to get the gun from the back seat.

A shotgun.

’Powerful, but I’ll need to be closer.’

Su Miaoyi checked the shells, then rolled down the window.

Zhuang Yanzheng accelerated again, closing the distance.

Once they were close enough, Su Miaoyi leaned out the window. The wind whipped past her as she took a quick aim and fired.

The shot struck Lu Xian’s rear-left tire.

The tire didn’t blow, but it was losing air.

After firing, Su Miaoyi quickly pulled herself back in.

Lu Xian fired back from his window.

Zhuang Yanzheng maneuvered their car to his rear right.

Lu Xian fired two shots and then stopped.

"One more shot. Take out his rear-right," Su Miaoyi said, climbing into the back seat.

Zhuang Yanzheng waited for her to lower the window, then accelerated again.

Once they were in range, Su Miaoyi leaned out again and fired. The deafening blast roared in her ears as she firmly controlled the shotgun’s recoil, landing a shot on Lu Xian’s rear-right tire.

Lu Xian’s car veered. With both tires losing air, his speed began to drop.

Su Miaoyi pulled back inside and shut the window.

Zhuang Yanzheng once again moved to Lu Xian’s rear-left, then accelerated to pull up alongside him.

Lu Xian still had no intention of stopping. He fired, hitting the body of their car.

Zhuang Yanzheng wrenched the wheel, sideswiping Lu Xian’s car.

Lu Xian’s car lurched sideways again.

Zhuang Yanzheng sideswiped him again, then sped up and cut him off, forcing him to a stop.

Lu Xian bailed from his car, vaulted over the landscaped median, and took off running. Su Miaoyi and Zhuang Yanzheng were right behind him, jumping out of their car in pursuit.

Lu Xian fired a few shots as he ran.

The rest of the team was right behind them.

Brother Zheng jumped out of his car and gave chase with a vengeance.

Zhuang Yanzheng had deliberately forced Lu Xian’s car to a stop in a less crowded area.

Lu Xian bolted toward a side path. His gun held seven rounds at most.

’He’s empty.’

Su Miaoyi kept pace, and as he fumbled to reload his magazine, she scooped up a rock from the roadside and hurled it at his leg.

It struck him squarely in the calf, forcing Lu Xian down to one knee.

Zhuang Yanzheng closed in, disarming him with a few quick strikes before the two fell into a brawl.

Su Miaoyi and Chu Xingrou were about to move in to help when Brother Zheng suddenly ran up. "We’ve got this."

The two women and the other officers halted. Chu Xingrou glanced at Su Miaoyi.

Su Miaoyi caught her breath. "Let them fight," she said. "It’ll let them blow off some steam."

Chu Xingrou nodded and watched. She knew Zhuang Yanzheng was a skilled fighter, so she wasn’t worried on his account. But she hadn’t worked many cases with Brother Zheng and didn’t know how well he could handle himself.

Panting, Su Miaoyi wiped the sweat from her forehead and glanced at the nearby surveillance cameras.

A few moments later, Zhuang Yanzheng kicked the gun over to their feet.

Su Miaoyi pulled a pair of gloves and an evidence bag from her pocket, then bagged the weapon.

"Is this his old service weapon?" Chu Xingrou asked.

"Looks like it." Su Miaoyi looked toward Zhuang Yanzheng and Brother Zheng.

Just as Zhuang Yanzheng had said, Lu Xian was no match for him. It looked like he hadn’t improved at all over the years.

Against Zhuang Yanzheng, all Lu Xian could do was struggle desperately.

Zhuang Yanzheng and Brother Zheng seemed to intentionally give him room to fight back. Only when he was exhausted did the two of them pin him to the ground.

Zhuang Yanzheng handcuffed him. "You used to cuff people all the time. This must be the first time you’re the one in cuffs, huh?"

Lu Xian’s clothes were soaked with sweat. He was gasping for air and let out a derisive snort at the comment.

"What do you have to laugh about?" Brother Zheng’s face and eyes were flushed. "Who am I? Who is he? Do you even remember us?"

Lu Xian didn’t make a sound.

Brother Zheng’s voice rose. "I trusted you so damn much! We went through hell and back together! And this is how you treat your brothers? Do you even have a heart? Huh?! Don’t you have nightmares? Why! Just tell me why! What was so great about them? What did they give you that made you throw away your conscience and do this?! You forgot the oath we all took, didn’t you! Forgot every single word!"

Brother Zheng grew more and more agitated, his voice rising with each word.

Zhuang Yanzheng stopped him. "That’s enough. You’re making a scene. Let’s head back."

Furious, Brother Zheng kicked a nearby stone bollard.

"Alright," Zhuang Yanzheng said, patting his shoulder. He then hauled Lu Xian to his feet. "Let’s go."

Chu Xingrou looked at them, then back at Su Miaoyi.

She noticed that Su Miaoyi’s eyes were red, too.

Sensing Chu Xingrou’s gaze, Su Miaoyi lowered her head, her downcast eyes hiding the emotion in them.

Brother Zheng was in a foul mood and stomped ahead.

Zhuang Yanzheng brought Lu Xian over and handed him off to the other officers.

Lu Xian looked at Su Miaoyi. "You’re still at the City Bureau? I thought your dad would just let you coast here for some experience before finding you a better position."

’He doesn’t know about Qin Leyan going undercover.’

’He doesn’t look like he’s faking it.’

’He’s not connected to Xie An’s group.’

"You search your conscience. When have I ever just coasted?" Su Miaoyi retorted. "You’ve been looking at me through those biased lenses for way too long."

Lu Xian stared at her for a moment, then gave a slight, dismissive smile and said nothing more.

The officers led Lu Xian to one of the cars.

Su Miaoyi looked at Zhuang Yanzheng.

Zhuang Yanzheng looked like he wanted to say something to break the tension, but in the end, he just said, "Let’s go. We’ll get a tow truck to bring this car back to the bureau."

"Right," Su Miaoyi and Chu Xingrou replied in unison.

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