The seventh team on Qingchen's side had just gone to the third intelligence department to arrest people, but was immediately targeted by the grace.
This ability to create accidents makes people unpredictable, but he has more important things now.
He picked up the phone and dialed Qingzhun's cell phone: "Have you found it?"
Qingjun responded with a smile: "It's easier to find than I imagined. There are three traitors in total. What should I do?"
Qingchen was silent for two seconds: "Is there any evidence?"
"have."
"Transfer directly to the procuratorate and file a public prosecution."
"Don't you kill them?" Qingjun smiled and said, "The inspector seems to be very kind, but if the price of betrayal is too small, someone will betray them in the future."
Qingchen thought for a while and said, "I admit that what you said makes sense, but before I came, they had been indicted, so they couldn't turn back."
"Okay, the boss has the final say!" Qingjun responded with a smile: "I started to go through the public prosecution process, so you don't have to worry. By the way, boss, don't you suspect I am an insider?"
Qingchen said, "Don't doubt it."
He had read the other party's information and Qingjun came here half a year ago and had never done anything.
Originally, Qinghua thought Qingzhun was coming to take over the inspection position, but after the other party came, he was like eating and waiting to die every day until Qingchen arrived.
In fact, Qingchen has always had a guess about Qingzhun's identity, but it has never been confirmed.
He walked towards another block and was walking when he suddenly saw several students walking on the long street, distributing leaflets to pedestrians.
This scene seems familiar, and he has also seen it on the light rail train in City 10.
A student walked up to Qingchen and said, "Classmate, which school are you from?"
Qingchen thought for a while and said, "The No. 1 High School in District 5."
The student smiled and said, "Then you must be very good at studying. It is difficult to get into the first high school. By the way, this is our parade flyer. Do you want to know about it?"
At this time, what Qingchen was thinking was that Yangyang once said that she would come to the city No. 10 on behalf of Hei Pao to organize a student parade.
So, if the parade is 10 days later, does this mean that Yangyang is likely to be in this city at this time?
Qingchen asked curiously: "Is there a girl named Yangyang among the initiators of your parade?"
A female classmate shook her head: "No."
"Well, thank you," Qingchen turned around and left. He did not plan to participate in the parade.
As a seven-group inspector of PCA Intelligence Department, it is not appropriate to participate in the march.
The next second, a male classmate said: "Student, you may think that our parade has nothing to do with you, and most people think so. But this time the federal education system oppresses us, you don't stand up, and the next time the federal consortium oppresses workers, you don't stand up. When one day you also face the oppression of the consortium, no one will stand up!"
Qingchen turned around and said seriously: "I admire your courage, but I really can't participate in this parade, sorry."
The students didn't say anything else, didn't say anything badly, but just watched Qingchen leave quietly.
Qingchen took two steps and suddenly heard someone shouting, "Who asked you to hand over the flyer here?"
One student explained: "We have obtained approval for the parade, why can't we distribute flyers?"
"That's not OK, no flyers are allowed here!"
Qingchen turned around and saw three agents from the PCE Public Security Administration Committee blocking the students' way.
The agents were holding batons in their hands and were about to snatch the flyers from the students' hands.
He sighed and walked back: "As far as I know, if the parade is approved, it is reasonable and legal to distribute leaflets."
A PCE agent looked at Qingchen: "Get out of here and don't meddle in other people's business."
Qingchen took out his ID and held it in front of the PCE agent: "I hope you will have the courage to say this to me after reading it."
The next moment, the PCE agent was shocked after seeing the ID: "Sorry, sir, I don't know it's you, you..."
Qingchen waved his hand: "Go."
After saying that, the PCE agent pulled two colleagues and fled in panic.
The students who distributed flyers watched the agents leave in a daze. When they came to their senses, Qingchen disappeared.
The students' minds were all that white sportswear, clean and flawless.
A female student picked up her cell phone and dialed it out: "Student Yangyang, just now, a young man saw us sending leaflets, and asked us if we knew you. In order not to expose you, we said we didn't know you. However, he seemed to be a big official. The PCE agent was going to grab our leaflets, but he ran away as soon as he saw his ID."
The girl across the phone smiled and said, "What clothes are he wearing?"
The female student said, "In a white sportswear."
Yangyang smiled and said, "It's still this white sportswear... If you see him again next time, you can just say you know him."
"Ah?" the female student said curiously: "Sister Yangyang, do you know him?"
"I've known each other for a long time."
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There are only 12 hours left before trading in Yasubishi.
However, the seven groups of supervisors from the Intelligence Department, Qing Chen, seemed to have evaporated from the world and no one could find it.
Group 7 is not anxious. After all, Qinghua can still receive messages and orders from his boss every day, at least they know that the inspection is still fine.
But other intelligence groups are different. They cast a net all over the world to inquire about the news, for fear that the supervisor of the seventh group would have another big move.
The scariest thing is not the size of a spider crawling at home.
But when you just wanted to shoot it to death, it disappeared...
Yesterday, when three agents in groups seven were prosecuted by Qingzhun, there was a lot of controversy in the intelligence building.
Generally, when traitors are caught in such places, they will be executed secretly, or is it the first time that they have been prosecuted?
The agents in the seventh group seemed to have been filled with ecstasy, and did not take this matter seriously at all. They continued to "do rituals" in the large office on the third floor.
Originally, the agents were a little worried about the sequelae of this method of practice. After all, there were too many sequelae of the methods of practice on the market, and they might turn themselves into a joke.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! However, when they saw that Qingyi was actually practicing this Cunti Dharma, they immediately felt relieved.
Qingzhun sat next to Qinghua. He crossed his legs and bite the apple: "Hey, where did we go to inspect? About one-third of the intelligence personnel in the city were looking for him, but they couldn't find it!"
Qinghua didn't say anything and continued to concentrate on practicing.
Qingjun continued, "I'm going to trade with Jingbian of Shen Dai tonight. Are you panicked?"
Qinghua still didn't say anything.
Qingzhun: "You said..."
Qinghua couldn't bear it anymore: "Brother, can you change your personal chat? My talent for cultivation is not good. If you do this, the agents have been promoted, and I am still in the little Zhoutian! Also, don't you need to practice?!"
Qingzhun laughed happily and said, "I am an awakened person, I don't practice. Forget it, let's practice, I'll go chatting with me if I change my personal experience."
After saying that, he walked to the side and squatted beside Yang Xuyang: "Hey, where do you think we will go to inspect?"
Yang Xuyang: “…”
The agents in the office almost felt that this Qingzhun inspector could become stronger by absorbing other people's negative emotions?
At this time, Qingchen, who was thinking about everyone, had already changed into clothes and changed his face with the taboo ACE-005 Dafu, and stood on a wide street in the third area.
He walked into a coffee shop and leisurely bought a cup of Southwest coffee.
After Qingchen got the coffee, he sat silently in front of the transparent glass window and looked outside.
No one knows what he is observing.
The next moment, Qingchen took a look at the time, got up and walked out.
At this time, the sun was shining outside, and three convoys were coming in a row in the distance.
Qingchen walked on the sidewalk towards the coming convoy.
While walking, my hands that were originally inserted into my pocket were pulled out, and a wallet in my pocket fell to the ground.
A man not far away saw this scene and immediately ran over to pick up his wallet, then ran in the opposite direction.
However, the man ran too fast and accidentally knocked a woman walking her dog to the ground.
After the woman fell to the ground, the originally leash she was tying out of her hand, and the huge pet dog ran out toward the middle of the road.
In order to avoid the pet dog, a moving car actually hit the coming convoy in a direction.
With a rumbling sound, the head of the car and the out-of-control vehicle could not collide with each other.
The woman who fell, the man who picked up the wallet, the running dog, the collision car, all of this was maintained by a wallet that fell to the ground.
It was like someone took control of a key called fate and opened a new door.
With a click, the car door opened.
A bodyguard got out of the car to check the situation, and walked back to the car after he learned about the incident, and whispered: "Boss, it's an accident."
Qingwen in the car had a pale face and he murmured in a low voice: "Good... it's not over yet, right!"
"Boss, what should I do now?" the security officer asked in a low voice.
"Cover me to change the car, leave someone here to deal with the traffic accident, and others escort me home," Qingwen Ning said.
After the vehicle left, Qingchen walked in another direction, which was Qingwu's way home on weekdays.
Qingchen also helped Qingxuan prepare for a surprise.
I'm afraid I didn't expect that there was still someone in this world who could copy the accidents he had created with his brain.
In fact, Qingchen has tried to calculate the accident as much as possible, but it is a bit difficult for a person to plan the accident after all.
Just now, he had to sprinkle some canine attractants in the middle of the road, otherwise he would not be able to let the pet dog run wildly into the middle of the road.
Therefore, the accident created by Qingchen is flawed. If someone carefully investigates here and finds the food attractants on the ground, it can prove that this is a man-made accident.
But none of this matters. What matters is Qingwen. Just Qing can’t do it with glory.
Now that Qingyi is protected by an intelligence department, he is about to become the strongest shadow candidate, there will probably be many people targeting him.
Therefore, it seems interesting to cover up the light of Cecilia with the light of glory.
"Interesting," Qingchen said.
I don’t know when it started, but he actually had the same habit as the shadow gentleman of Qing’s family.
The guests in the coffee shop and pedestrians on the road all pointed at the sudden accident, and the initiator Qingchen had already walked away.
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At night, I was glad that I was silently playing with a worn matchbox at home, and the matches accumulated in the box made a clattering sound.
Taboo ACE-054 The worn matchbox will have an extra match every day, and it will not disappear even if it is not used.
Fortunately, when I got the matchbox, it was full of a box, and he hadn't used it until today.
He recalled the scene yesterday afternoon. The boy in the fire seemed to penetrate the flames, his eyes as if he could penetrate time and space, invisibly shocking his mind.
Can the other party see himself?
It probably won't be visible.
Fortunately, I thought with a cold face.
At this moment, a phone call came in, and he took a look and it was Qingwen.
"Hey, Qingwen," said gladly calmly.
But Qingwen, who was opposite the phone, said, "I don't care how you did it, but if you use that inexplicable ability to me, just wait for death."
After saying that, Qingwen hung up the phone.
Fortunately, he was stunned for a while. The accident he arranged for Qingwen was a long time ago. Why did the other party suddenly call now?
Before he could figure out what the problem was, Qingwu actually called.
"Hey, Qingwu," said Qingxiao.
On the phone, Qingwu said coldly: "If you dare to use your abilities on me again, I will twist your head off."
After saying that, Qingwu hung up the phone.
Fortunately, he felt a moment of grievance. He really never arranged Qingwu's fate, because Qingwu's level was much higher than him, and he could not affect the other party's fate at all.
Fortunately, Qingwen and Qingwu thought slowly, could it be that they both encountered an accident on the same day and then settled the accounts on their own?
He suddenly realized a problem. If everyone began to doubt him, then will everyone have an accident in the future and will they settle the accounts on him?
Wait, will anyone deliberately create an accident and then frame him?
Fortunately, he was a little hesitant because he was not sure if anyone in this world could do this.