Chapter 180: They Are All Foxes, What Are You Talking About?
Li Tong saw the Sof people handcuffing Wu Mian and explained loudly: "This gentleman is not a bad person. He just saved me and my students in the ruins. We can all testify for him!"
"Sof is not responsible for collecting evidence."
A detective stepped forward, took a look at the children at the scene, waved his hand and said, "Follow me and accept identity verification."
At the same time, Wu Mian was also pressed by someone and walked to the other side.
After he distanced himself from Li Tong, he said to the detective beside him: "We are colleagues. I am Wu Mian, the director of the 9th Secret Service of the Ministry of Security. I am here to investigate violent terrorist cases. You have to
Let me leave, otherwise my clue will be interrupted!"
"This place has been taken over by us. As for your identity, it is not important to me."
The agent said something coldly, and then together with his companions, he escorted Wu Mian into a flying-wing combat boat.
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Inside the shopping mall, a SOF team also rushed into the mall.
The captain saw a group of people holding weapons in front of him through his tactical glasses, and made battle preparations: "Sof! People in the front put down their weapons!"
The cleaning team leader who returned to the commercial building to meet Zhou Fuguang shouted loudly: "We are the plainclothes section 3 of the Kyoto City Bureau. Our section chief was injured during the battle with the enemy!"
The sof captain completely ignored the other party's cry: "I want you to put down your weapons!"
The cleaning team leader took the initiative to throw away his gun and ordered the others: "Put down the weapons!"
The sof team quickly stepped forward.
At this time, Zhou Fuguang's shirt had been torn open, and his entire left forearm seemed to be blackened with ink. It was swollen and frightening, and the bruises under the skin were still spreading to his upper arm.
Captain SOF pointed his gun at everyone and roared: "Everyone raise their hands and don't move where you are!"
The cleaning team leader roared: "Our director is injured, please let private medical treatment come in first!"
Captain sof was indifferent to everything in front of him: "This place has been completely blocked, no one can get in!"
The poison on Wu Mian's poisonous needle is specially matched and can cause unbearable pain to the infected person. Even if Zhou Fuguang has been injected with inhibitory drugs, it can only slow down the spread of the virus and has no effect on suppressing pain. Listen
When he heard what Captain Sof said, he cursed angrily: "What the hell do you mean? I am also working for the coalition government! I am not a prisoner!"
"Who you are has nothing to do with me, I am only responsible for carrying out my mission!"
Captain Sof waved his hand expressionlessly: "Take them all away for investigation!"
After Zhou Fuguang heard what Captain Sof said, he stretched out his right hand and pulled out the quantum dagger from the waist of a subordinate next to him.
A SOF member reflexively raised his gun: "Don't move!"
"Pfft!"
Zhou Fuguang waved his wrist and roughly cut off his left arm, causing blood to spurt all over the ground.
"ah!!"
The severe pain made Zhou Fuguang roar, and his body was instantly wet with cold sweat.
"Zhou Chu!"
At this time, the cleaning team leader completely ignored the SOF team on the side. He took out the adrenaline from his waist and stabbed Zhou Fuguang with a needle: "Bleeding pack!!"
Although sof was unkind, when he saw Zhou Fuguang's actions, he did not take them away directly. Instead, he gave the three departments a chance to provide first aid. They came to control the situation in order to isolate the scene and conduct a thorough investigation.
But after all, the Third Division is considered half of their peers, and Zhou Fuguang's identity is also quite special, so they still have to give him the face that should be given. Captain Sof looked at the members of the Three Divisions surrounding Zhou Fuguang and looked sideways at one of his own
The subordinate said: "Let our doctors come in and conduct isolation treatment."
Zhou Fuguang's move was also a helpless move.
As a member of the police system, he knew that the people of SOF were a group of humanoid machines. Although they were all natural persons, their execution ability was even more paranoid than that of robots that read instructions.
If he didn't take this method to protect himself by cutting off his arm, the situation would only become more dangerous once he was taken away by SOF.
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SOF, as the exclusive security department of the Congress, rarely appears in public. Wu Mian has only heard about this organization and has not dealt with them.
After he was brought onto the airship, he was imprisoned in a separate cabin and monitored in all aspects.
Wu Mian has already revealed his identity to the Sof people. In order to protect his own safety, he can only choose to sit quietly.
Since he had already discarded all his electronic equipment and weapons in advance, and there was no clock in this cabin, he could only close his eyes and start counting silently to estimate the time.
Four hours later, the cabin door opened again, and six heavily armed SOF members stood in front of Wu Mian, covering his sight with hoods, and took him out.
In the darkness, Wu Mian didn't know where he was. He only felt that he had walked far away, and then he was pressed on a chair and his body was locked up.
The hood was removed, and a bright light made him squint his eyes.
Behind the desk in front, two middle-aged men wearing suits and poker faces were sitting upright, like emotionless puppets.
Wu Mian calmed down for a while, but still couldn't open his eyes in this strong light. He could only close his eyes and turn his cheek to one side as much as possible.
"Wu Mian, director of the Ninth Special Task Division of the Ministry of Security."
The person opposite opened Wu Mian's resume and tapped the table with his fingers: "I hope you can give me a reasonable explanation for what happened today."
Wu Mian knew that the bright light in front of him was a means to break his psychology: "I am willing to cooperate with the investigation and accept questioning, but before that, I have two things to say. First, what do I need to accept?
Department investigation, and secondly, I demand fair treatment because I am not a prisoner."
"Forget it, ordinary methods may not be effective against agents like you."
A middle-aged man picked up the remote control and turned off the searchlight in front of Wu Mian: "We are affiliated to the Political Department of the Sof. I don't need to explain this to you in detail. You are a smart person and I don't want to waste my time on you.
If you don’t torment me, I won’t torment you, okay?”
"I went to Jinhai Square today to investigate another case, but during the investigation, a tragedy suddenly occurred, and my first reaction was to evacuate. During the evacuation process, I found civilians trapped in the explosion area.
So I rescued them and were brought here by your people."
Wu Mian had already thought about what he said on the way. When he took action in the mall, he had cut off the Internet and surveillance, and was sure that his actions would not have any influence on the existence or reveal his identity.
The middle-aged man opposite showed a frivolous smile: "Wu Mian, everyone is a fox. You are not here to tell us about Liaozhai, are you?"