Two days later, at 4:30 pm.

In Luhuai City, District 7, there are more than a dozen men and women on the second floor of a building on Jianlin Road, and are about to get off work.

"Xiaole, let's have some food together tonight. I have something to tell you." A man changed into casual clothes and walked out of the locker room and shouted.

"I'll have to go after six o'clock, and I'll call you later."

"Haole."

The two of them communicated with each other. The young man who changed into casual clothes turned around and was about to leave. The young man named Xiaole who was sitting next to the computer was preparing to record the work content of the day.

There are many software on the computer. Xiaole refreshed the information with his mouse, picked up the record book, lowered his head to write the time and content, but accidentally discovered that an electronic social platform he monitored had a new post.

The content of the post is mediocre, it is a piece of information about purchasing computer hardware. In addition to the sample pictures, it also contains several sets of hardware data.

This information attracted Xiaole's attention. He lowered his head and opened his work cabinet, took out a set of used recording books from it, and searched them carefully.

In the office, most people are preparing to get off work, and colleagues who come to hand over to work in the evening have also changed their clothes in the locker room.

Xiaole lowered his head and searched on the record book for a while, then suddenly turned his head and shouted, "Team leader, team leader, my situation is a little abnormal."

After speaking, the young man who had changed into casual clothes came over when he heard the sound, bent down and looked at Xiaole and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The used contact information appeared again in the case that was not settled on 4.23." Xiaole immediately stood up and said, "The pre-information is the same, but there are differences in the several sets of numbers interspersed in the middle."

The team leader grabbed Xiaole's computer mouse and browsed it in the post.

"I read it, but I didn't reply to the post." Xiaole added next to it: "It's just a very simple message."

"Damn it, I have to work overtime again." The team leader immediately stood up and replied, "Don't leave in the second group. Baoming went to the 4th prison to file the main culprit in the 4th case. I'll report to the above."

The people from the second group immediately came over and sat in the workstations, getting busy.

...

About forty minutes later.

A man in a suit and ties stepped into the second floor. He was about 1.74 tall and of medium size. He could be about 35 years old. He looked fierce.

"Minister Jiao!"

"Minister Jiao!"

“…!”

Everyone immediately surrounded and greeted him.

The man in the suit is Jiao Peng. He is the top leader of the Military Intelligence Department of the Xu Division in District 7. He used to serve in the military intelligence department of the headquarters. Later, he was ordered by Xu Seoul and was sent out to get a single piece of the stall.

After Jiao Peng came in, he waved his hand and said, "The other groups are working normally, and the people from the second group come to the conference room."

...

After tens of seconds, in the conference room.

Jiao Peng sat on the sales table and asked expressionlessly: "What's the situation?"

"It's just a set of information. It appeared in the case of April 23, and we can't verify the specific content." Xiao Le replied.

"Have you brought the person here?" Jiao Peng asked.

"Dongdong!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the knock on the door sounded. The leader of the second group got up and pulled open the door. He saw four plainclothes soldiers and escorted a middle-aged man in.

The white and fat man in the middle is very tall, but the clothes he wore were not buttoned or zippered. Even the zippers used to pee under his pants were tied with a rope less than a finger long.

This style is generally only available in prisons or guards, because in order to prevent suspects or criminals from committing suicide, these items are not allowed to be present.

"Come in!" Jiao Peng shouted to the people outside.

The leader of the second group communicated with the four soldiers before letting them leave, and then he brought the middle-aged man in.

"Show him!" Jiao Peng ordered.

Xiaole stood up, placed the computer in front of middle-aged man, pointed to the post above and asked, "Can you translate it?"

"No translation is needed." Middle-aged man quickly glanced at the post and said in a plain manner: "This is the message of the upper class to convey orders."

Jiao Peng looked at him with gloomy eyes: "What do you mean?"

"The numbers in the middle represent the specific executor."

"How do you contact the executor to go online?" Jiao Peng asked back.

"There is no need to contact the upper level. There is an electronic communication group, and there will be further information in it." Middle-aged reply.

"You come and operate it." Jiao Peng thought for a while and said, "Xiaole, give him the computer."

"What are the benefits of me doing this?" the middle-aged man asked Jiao Peng calmly.

"It is impossible to let you go. You are valuable and can live a more comfortable life." Jiao Peng said carefully: "I guarantee you will not die!"

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, reached out and pulled over a stool, bent down and sat next to Jiao Peng.

...

Sichuan Prefecture, Chongdu.

Ma Lao Er sat in the car, turned his head and said to Brother Xiao, "If things can be pushed forward, you have to contact me there to help evacuate."

"I'll go with you and it's over." Brother Xiao said yawning.

"No, we are now regular, we are responsible for the specific details of this matter." Ma Lao Er looked at him with a smile: "You are a meritorious person, and we dare not use you."

"Fuck." Brother Xiao cursed, took out his cell phone and said, "Okay, I'll contact you."

"Yeah." Ma Lao Er whispered: "Don't need too many people. Just seven or eight people in Luhuai, but they must be reliable."

"I understand!" Brother Xiao asked softly while holding the phone to find the number, "Who are you going with?"

"Di Ge and I are responsible for the control of the outside world, and there must be someone to do the inside." Ma Laoer cursed: "Damn, for this person, Chen Jun also used a lot of resources."

"Can it work?"

"It's hard to say, just give it a try."

"Yes." Brother Xiao put the phone in his ear and waited for a while and said, "Hey, Heizi! There is something wrong, it's easy to speak..."

...

Luhuai, District 7, in Waka Bar.

"Fuck, are you looking at me with that stupid look?" Fu Zhen sat in the card table and was cursing at a young man of his age.

"Brother, play dice. If I don't look at you, who are you looking at?" The other party felt very aggrieved.

"You are calling me one..."

"Oh, Xiao Zhen, forget it, forget it, they are all friends, what are you doing? Forget it!"

A young man pulled the two of them away in the middle, hugged Fu Zhen's neck and persuaded him: "Give me some face, they are all friends!"

"Fuck, he pretended to be a b when he came in. Ask the Navy Courtyard, who dares to talk to me like this?" Fu Zhen sat down angrily.

The young man persuaded him a few times, then turned around and said to the scolded friend: "Don't be like him, let's just be happy when we come here..."

"Did he have a brain disease? I didn't offend him?"

"You are right, his head is just sick!" The young man whispered to his friend: "The expert has consulted, and he is in a bad mood!"

"You are sick too. Take this mental illness to shake your head. Fuck, I'm convinced!"

While the two were talking, two men walked in from outside, turned their heads and glanced around, and sat at the edge of the bar.

...
Chapter completed!