Yang was stupefied and replied, "Don't you know that although the awakened and the practitioner are both extraordinary and develop the potential of the human body, they are completely two lines.""for...Xingye Street.
Yang Xuyang has arrived with two agents and more than 30 secret service personnel.
the Federal Central Intelligence Agency is itself an orthodox authority, and it also has its own sequence of secret service operations, and agents will mobilize secret service personnel in the event of violence.
"that's weird!" Yang Xuyang is sitting in the car.
he took the LCD board and looked at the suspect's behavior track in the file over and over again.
as the new inspector said, the other party was at the next intersection nine times out of ten, looking up slightly to the upper right.
the movement was so slight that so many of them had seen the surveillance video, none of them found it.
but this action is obvious, because when Qingchen reminds us, we compare ten surveillance videos together, and we can really find the clue.
Yang Xuyang looked at the other two agents: "what kind of evil is this new inspector this kind of thing can be found" Is he afraid he hasn't been watching these surveillance videos all night "
an agent said: "Don't you see that the work group has all blown up now the big office on the third floor is empty. Everyone except Qingjun has been sent out, and everyone has their own tasks, which is the most difficult case at hand. In other words, he must not have been looking at this case all night, but he has read all the cases. "
these three are the first to come out, so they don't know what happens next in the big office.
but at the moment, all the agents are on their way to their goals, and everyone is talking about it on the road, and they all feel crazy.
the young inspector stood quietly in the big office, one instruction after another as precise as a machine, and one clue after another was found.
the strong sense of oppression makes people completely ignore the other person's age and level.
Yang Xuyang sighed: "what happens in the end depends on the success rate of arresting people today. Our seven groups haven't been out for a long time, and I don't know if the secret prison of Group 7 can hold so many people."
said, he took the lead in getting out of the car and made three tactical gestures to the Secret Service.
agents and secret service personnel split into two groups and outflanked the mantle building in front of them.
according to the angle of the suspect's head, the suspect is in the 504 or 604 households of the Mantle Building.
Yang Xuyang took several secret service personnel to take the elevator, another team took the safe passage, and four people stayed downstairs to prevent the suspect from jumping out of the window and escaping.
however, things went more smoothly than expected. Yang Xuyang just arrived at the door of 504 houses, and the door opened from the inside.
A young woman looked surprised when she saw Yang Xuyang and others, turned and ran into the house.
without running two steps, he was shot by Yang Xuyang and fell on the ground on his legs.
"hold her down," Yang Xuyang said with a grim smile. "do you still want to run after seeing a living Rip"
the next moment, Yang Xuyang felt that something was wrong, because the woman fell silent after lying on the ground.
he hurriedly stepped forward and turned the woman over, only to see that blood had flowed from the corners of the woman's mouth.
"Grass," Yang Xuyang stood up angrily.
Women are dead men with poison sacs in their mouths, which shows that this clue is actually very important. Otherwise, how could there be such a determined dead man here
this also shows that all the judgments of the new inspector are correct!
"it's over, I'm done. Quickly search the house to see if there are any clues that can be used." Yang Xuyang paced up and down the room angrily. "the new inspector was ruffled by us, and there was no place to get angry, but I even let the suspect commit suicide!"
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Yang Xuyang can imagine what kind of punishment he will face.
"what to do" An agent companion asked with a pale face: "if the new boss convicts three of us, saying that we intend to give the suspect a chance to commit suicide, the three of us will have to go to a secret prison."
in the intelligence department, most of the time, we don't care so much about the evidence. As long as you are suspected, we will put you in a secret prison and peel off even if we can get out.
Yang Xuyang said fiercely, "go back and try on your knees. I can only hope that the new boss won't hold a grudge."
at this time, the three agents were all worried, but at this time, they all came up with a question: they confirmed that the suspect did exist, does that mean that the other teams sent by the new boss will also gain something
Today's Intelligence Division 1 and Group 7 are probably going to cause a shock in the intelligence community.
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the other side.
has brought people outside the head office of the CIA.
an agent asked, "Lieutenant, news from Yang Xuyang that the prisoner they are going to catch has poisoned himself."
Ching Hua knows very well what this means: "after seizing Zhou Chen Yi, check his mouth as soon as possible, don't give him a chance to kill himself by taking poison, and tell all seven groups of brothers to do so today."
originally, the security personnel outside the door also wanted to stop and check the documents, but as soon as they saw that Qinghua had brought people, they immediately pretended not to see anything.
the two security guards stood upright and whispered, "early in the morning, how did the living Rip of Intelligence come, and is anyone going to suffer"
"Don't talk, I'll take it with you, too."
when Qinghua and others walked into the headquarters building, all the agents who knew them stepped aside one after another, fearing that the living Rip was looking for themselves.
Shadow candidates such as Qingyi and Qingwen have just arrived, so I don't know what happened. The agents on the side of
explained to them: "these are the living rips of the intelligence department. Generally speaking, they will never come here. It will be no good if they come, and I don't know who is going to suffer today."
Qingyi moved his eyes and hurriedly followed Qinghua and others to see what they were going to do.
not only he, but all Ching's shadow candidates followed.
however, when Qinghua and others came to the sixth intelligence office, they simply did not show their documents or explain the process of explaining the reason, so they directly pressed the Chou Chen Yi on the office space to corona the ground and forcefully opened his mouth to check whether there was a poison sac in the back teeth.
it was not because Qing Hua and others were gentle and used such old methods as taser guns to shock Zhou Chen Yi.
but next to the hearts of many spies, microchips and explosives are implanted into the tissue. If there is a cardiac arrest of any member of the same action team, the chips in the hearts of all the members of the action team will be activated, starting a group of self-destruct procedures.
this is the fiercest means of secrecy, which is even more ferocious than hiding poison in your teeth.
so Qinghua and they should have the relatively simple means of electric shock, destroying the chip in each other's heart first.
if any.
after confirming that there was no poison pouch in her mouth, Qinghua breathed a sigh of relief: "is there a chip"
there is also an agent holding testing equipment on Zhou Chen Yi's chest, he shook his head: "No, it is a small fish."
the trainee inspector of the intelligence department six looked gloomy and came to Qinghua: "what did Zhou Chen Yi do he even bothered the intelligence department to investigate." You can take him if you want, but not if you don't have proof. Our six intelligence departments are not at the mercy of anyone. "9 cars, there are three more loaded with diesel and bits and pieces of modern technology goods, which are the trophies of their looting of federal production bases.on that pile of sundries, sat a whea...