Wrong Interrogation Room, The First Cracked Case Shocked the World

Chapter 39: Chase to the ends of the earth, never let go of a criminal!

Boom!

The police car roared, a dragon's cry echoing through the air. The traffic bureau, the police station, and every audience glued to the live broadcast screen held their breath. The curve under the arc of death loomed ahead, a scythe wielded by the Grim Reaper, waiting to claim a life.

Ning Cheng's speed didn't falter. He pressed the accelerator harder, his eyes locked on the treacherous bend. Could he make it?

The audience watched, their hearts pounding in their chests. In the police station, Ning Cheng's colleagues prayed silently, their faces etched with worry. Zhou Ziyan's eyes were red, her heart in her throat as she watched the video.

stab-

The tires screeched against the asphalt, a symphony of metal and rubber. Ning Cheng, with a precision born of years of training, navigated the curve, his car a blur of white against the backdrop of the mountain road.

He emerged from the bend, his speed still increasing. A cloud of dust billowed behind him, a testament to his audacity. He surged forward, crossing the finish line of the 341 National Road race.

The video was transmitted live to the screens of countless viewers, igniting a frenzy of excitement. They had witnessed a near-miracle, a feat that defied logic and reason.

A single question echoed in the minds of the spectators and professional racers: Who was the policeman in the police car? Why was he driving so fast? What was his mission?

Only the officers at the police station and the city bureau leaders knew the truth. Ning Cheng was fulfilling his mission, a mission that could save countless lives.

If he successfully apprehended the drug lord, Gao Tianlong, it would dismantle a vast criminal network, protecting families and communities from the scourge of drugs.

There were other ways to capture Gao Tianlong, but they were too slow, too risky. For a cunning criminal like Gao Tianlong, who had evaded capture countless times before, this might be his last chance. Ning Cheng was the only hope.

.....

Ning Cheng sped along National Highway 341, approaching the Jiangcheng Huancheng Expressway. Without hesitation, he merged onto the expressway, his foot firmly planted on the accelerator.

The traffic bureau called, their voice crackling through the phone. "On behalf of the City Council, thank you for your bravery. You're a hero!"

"It's nothing," Ning Cheng replied, his voice calm, even as his heart raced. "I'm just doing my job."

He quickly asked, "According to satellite positioning and Tianyan monitoring, has Gao Tianlong's car reached the intersection?"

"You're right on time. Gao Tianlong's vehicle is 10 kilometers ahead. At your speed, you should be able to catch up soon."

"Good. I understand."

"Ning Cheng, we need to remind you that Gao Tianlong is armed and extremely dangerous. We know you're skilled, but don't underestimate him."

A powerful voice, likely belonging to the city bureau leader, issued the warning.

"I know," Ning Cheng replied, a hint of steel in his voice. "I have a plan, and I don't intend to engage in a direct confrontation."

"What's the plan?"

"I'm going to ram him," Ning Cheng said simply.

"At high speed? That's incredibly dangerous! It's a suicide mission! We can't approve this plan!"

Ning Cheng's jaw tightened. He knew the leader was right. The risk was enormous. But it was the only way to prevent Gao Tianlong from taking hostages and to neutralize his threat.

"It's the best way to avoid a hostage situation," Ning Cheng argued, his voice firm. "My driving skills are exceptional. You saw it for yourself. I'm confident I can pull it off."

"No matter how skilled you are, we can't approve this plan!" the leader insisted. "The risk is too high. One small mistake could lead to a fatal crash. We can't sacrifice the life of a good police officer for a criminal. It's never been done in Jiangcheng, and it won't be done now."

"I understand," Ning Cheng said, his voice unwavering. "But I'm fully aware of the risks. I'll chase him to the ends of the earth, but I won't let him escape."

The leader's voice softened, a flicker of admiration in his tone. "Even if you chase him to the ends of the earth, you won't let him escape." The words echoed through the traffic bureau, striking a chord with the officers on standby. They felt a surge of awe, a sense of respect for Ning Cheng's unwavering dedication.

Ning Cheng paused for a moment. "I hope you can send backup to this location. My phone is about to die..."

He hung up the phone, his decision made. He had no choice but to ram Gao Tianlong. He had no gun, he couldn't get out of the car on the highway, and he had to stop Gao Tianlong before he escaped.

The only option was to use his driving skills to disable Gao Tianlong's car, to prevent him from causing further harm.

Ning Cheng pressed the accelerator, pushing the police car to its limits. He was closing in on Gao Tianlong's white Porsche.

Just as he was about to make his move, his phone rang again. It was Zhou Ziyan.

He hesitated for a moment before answering.

"Are you going to ram him?" Zhou Ziyan asked, her voice trembling.

"Yes," Ning Cheng replied, his voice firm.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. I'm sure," Ning Cheng said, his voice laced with determination.

"Just be sure," Zhou Ziyan said, her voice barely a whisper. "I hope to see you again."

"I will," Ning Cheng promised, his heart heavy with a mixture of fear and resolve.

The white Porsche was directly ahead. Ning Cheng slammed his foot down on the accelerator.

boom!

The tires screeched, the police car hurtling towards the Porsche.

..........

"Have you eaten yet? Drive faster!" a man with a dove-like face said, a smirk playing on his lips. "We made a call to arrange for a pickup in Binhai. We were smart to have backup vehicles. Otherwise, we would have been caught in Huanggang."

Huang Mao, the driver, glanced at the Sky Eye monitor, his face etched with worry. "Boss Gao, all the highways are monitored by Sky Eyes. We're probably being tracked by satellite. Where do we go?"

"We'll go to Binhai first. I have a plan," Gao Tianlong said, his eyes glinting with a cold calculation. He was already planning to abandon his men to save himself. He would let his brother lure the police away while he escaped.

He couldn't help but hum a triumphant tune. "No one can catch me. That's why they call me the Winged Tiger."

"You're amazing, Boss," his younger brother said, his voice filled with admiration.

"That's right..." Gao Tianlong said, a smug grin spreading across his face. But his smile vanished as quickly as it appeared. "Did you hear that? What was that sound?"

"No..." his brother replied, his voice laced with confusion.

Their eyes widened in horror. A white police car, a blur of white against the asphalt, had slammed into the front of their Porsche. The impact was violent, a symphony of crunching metal and shattering glass.

The Porsche was overturned, its front end crumpled. The police car, its left side heavily damaged, came to a stop. Debris scattered across the highway, a testament to the force of the collision.

The two cars sat silently on the highway, motionless.

Half an hour later, backup arrived at the scene. The officers stared at the wreckage, their faces grim.

Zhou Ziyan, her eyes filled with tears, covered her mouth with her hand.

Was Ning Cheng alive?