Jiang Qian's premonition hit the bull's-eye directly.
On the special plane, he carefully read the application for assistance sent from the Paris branch, and then he learned the cause of the disappearance:
The unrest is the result of the escalation of local workers' strikes and demonstrations. Combined with the recent "abnormal disasters" widely spread around the world, panic has triggered stress reactions and even violent impulses among ordinary people, causing many public security problems.
Among them, there was a violent conflict between marching workers and a local religious organization, which triggered unrest in many surrounding areas.
During this period, "someone" an important figure under official protection suddenly disappeared.
The official personnel in charge of the surveillance immediately reported it and quickly formed a high-level formation to carry out the investigation mission. However, the strange thing is that after entering the designated area, they also quickly lost contact with the sub-station!
The substation realized the seriousness of the incident and immediately requested assistance from the Special Operations Department.
The important person who disappeared in the first place was Jiang Qian's mother Wen Han.
The material also includes information on the labor unions and religious organizations that triggered the riots and conflicts.
At present, the local law enforcement has intervened in the conflict between the two parties, and the conflict situation has been alleviated, but there is still no news about the missing persons.
The local lawful explanation is: the incident is under investigation, and will be synchronized in time as soon as there is news...
But several hours passed and there was still no progress.
"It seems we have to rely on ourselves."
Jiang Qian put down the documents and looked at the clouds outside the window.
"It'll be okay."
Xiao Longnu put her hand gently on Jiang Qian's shoulder and comforted her: "Elder Siwen has arrived at the Paris branch today. With his intelligence capabilities, we will definitely be able to find Auntie as soon as possible."
Jiang Qian looked sideways at her.
In the Special Operations Department, Xiao Longnu was one of the few people who knew Wen Han's identity.
Over the past year of overseas operations, they have worked together several times and trusted each other. The tacit understanding between the two seemed to be innate! At the time, Jiang Qian didn't know where this "tacit understanding" came from, but now he understands.
It comes from blood.
Xiao Longnu is Yun Zhongshuo's daughter and his half-sister.
This kind of discovery is so wonderful, your trustworthy partner suddenly becomes a relative connected by blood.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Xiao Longnu concealed her emotions with a smile.
Few men dared to look directly at her without any scruples.
"I'm thinking that what you said makes sense," Jiang Qian looked away without leaving any trace, "Since Elder Sven has personally taken action, of course the matter will be resolved properly."
After saying that, he continued to look out the window, thinking about his actions after landing.
After a moment of silence, Xiao Longnu suddenly said: "I still remember the 'boiling point' theory you mentioned last time."
Boiling point theory... Jiang Qian remembered that the last time they were on the plane, the two had an in-depth discussion on human beings' "turning a blind eye" to people with super-species abilities.
Like the "elephant in the room", people's vision is blocked by their own arrogance. They simply attribute all "abnormalities" to natural and man-made disasters, without considering more bizarre possibilities. Most people are more inclined to believe in the existence of
They choose to turn a blind eye to the real "abnormalities" based on things in their own experience.
But this illusion must be completely shattered at some point!
When major changes come, the world will show its true and cruel side, and unprepared people will face unbearable costs.
Xiao Longnu kept a smile on her face, but there was a hint of melancholy in her eyes:
"Human beings may soon realize that in this world, they are not the spirits of all things as they imagined, but... objects that may be preyed upon at any time."
"Fish? You are still too optimistic..."
Even though he regained his temper, Jiang Qian still spoke sharply: "The elephant won't even realize that it has trampled on the ant."
…
The plane landed and the mission was quickly handed over.
The gentle elder of the Dark Night Clan brought the clerical item "Night Hunting Compass", which can track the target in real time based on the DNA of the target person during the night.
Before the night hunting compass came into play, the task force started an on-the-spot investigation in advance based on the custody records of Wen Han at the Paris branch.
The first place to investigate is Wen Han’s residence.
In the years since he settled in France, Wen Han has changed his residence more than once. In the past two years, he has lived steadily in a residential area along the river southeast of Paris's 5th arrondissement; and the location where the demonstration and riot occurred happened to be in the adjacent 13th arrondissement.
Near the Seine River.
Colleagues at the sub-station speculated based on Wen Han's daily routine that she was probably accidentally involved in the chaos while walking by the river.
In other words, Wen Han's disappearance is likely to be an accidental incident.
After all, as a free artist, Wen Han's life circle is relatively simple, and he is not a super-species, so he can basically rule out the possibility of being framed by his enemies.
However, the colleagues involved in the subsequent investigation are all licensed persons, and their actions may have triggered a chain reaction of stress from other suspicious people or groups.
If this is the case, compared to Wen Han, those sub-station colleagues who subsequently disappeared seemed more like they were in big trouble.
However, this did not make Jiang Qian relax his vigilance.
He quickly took Xiao Longnu and Listen to All Realms to Wen Han's residence to find out for himself.
Of course, this is also the first time in many years that he has lived close to his "mother".
Wen Han lives in a two-story apartment with a small garden downstairs. There are a few clusters of irises planted here and there among the wild grasses, growing very casually but not looking lonely.
The first floor of the apartment is a standard integrated kitchen, dining room, living room and storage room. The second floor is distributed with bedrooms, bathrooms and a living room that has been transformed into a studio.
The overall decoration style is simple and chic. The room is kept in the same state as before Wen Han's disappearance. It is clean and tidy. It can be seen that the owner has good hygiene habits... except for her studio.
Artists' studios always seem to keep a distance from the four words "clean and tidy".
Compared with other rooms, Wen Han's painting room is filled with various colors, from bright to dim, from exaggerated to balanced, which creates a great visual impact.
In Jiang Qian's impression, Wen Han's painting style underwent a subversive change, probably after his accident when he was twelve years old...
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! She changed her previous realistic style and began to pioneer a variety of more impactful lines and contrasting colors. It was like moving from reality to fantasy, and she has never been able to stop it.
tidy.
Jiang Qian stood quietly in the studio, his eyes slowly sweeping over the paintings on the wall, on the floor, and on the easel, complete or semi-finished, and his heart was filled with indescribable complex feelings.
A common figure in the paintings is a thin and shy boy.
Under Wen Han's painting brush, the boy laughs, cries, runs, or makes a fuss... Every movement, expression and even the details of the charm are painted delicately, smartly and lifelike.
No matter how dreamy the picture background is, the boy is always real and vivid!
Childlike eyes reflect strong curiosity and goodwill towards the world...
That boy was none other than Jiang Qian in his youth.
At this time, Xiao Longnu came to him silently, looked at the paintings in the room in silence for a long time, and sighed in a low voice: "She must love her son very much."
Jiang Qian heard some kind of envy from her tone.
But at this moment, he knew very well that every boy shown in these paintings had nothing to do with him.
"Yes," Jiang Qian smiled, "She loves her son very much."
…
Just as the two were talking, Honghu Yufei, who was monitoring the surrounding area, received news: From the private chats of residents in the nearby ten-mile radius, he learned that Wen Han was actually a Protestant who had recently been promoted to join the religion in question!
Moreover, Wen Han was not the only missing person in the area. Many believers living nearby also lost contact during the riot that day, including some elderly people living alone.
This is information not covered in the handover documents.
In the document, even the description of the background of the sect is very brief: it is a small and unpopular sect, and most of its believers are single people living in the 12th to 15th arrondissements of southern Paris.
"It seems that things are not that simple."
Xiao Longnu's eyes turned cold:
"Indeed, if you can swallow up an investigation team led by a powerful person from all four states without making a sound, the opponent's strength must be at least that of a top powerful person."
"It doesn't matter! Our group is the most powerful person per capita," Di Ting Wanjie looked at Jiang Qian with a smile, "There is even a newly promoted priest in charge!"
People in ancient tribes have always admired the strong. Although they are sometimes too straightforward, it greatly reduces the cost of communication within the team.
Several people continued to monitor and investigate in this direction, and finally in the evening locked several locations where the missing persons might be harbored.
At this time, Elder Sven's night hunting compass also pointed out the location of the target person (Wen Han), which happened to point to an area demarcated by the task force.
So, Jiang Qian took the night hunting compass from Elder Siwen and led the group according to the direction of the compass!
Paris at night fully demonstrates the charm of the romantic city.
But Jiang Qian had no time to appreciate it.
In his eyes, he could only see the direction of the night hunting compass, and when the clouds were galloping, it was like a shooting star streaking over the city.
It's rare for Paris to be windless and rainless today.
Have a smooth trip.
Finally, the task force arrived at the southeastern suburban industrial zone and stopped near a small food processing factory.
Listening to Wanjie once again used extreme eavesdropping to quickly confirm the distribution and number of people inside the factory, including the locations of people with super-species abilities.
At the same time, a familiar figure also appeared in Jiang Qian's spiritual vision——
Wen Han, wearing the uniform of a factory worker, and a group of men and women also wearing work clothes knelt down on the cold floor devoutly, muttering something expressionlessly:
"Le dieu hors du ciel...Le dieu hors du ciel..."
She was mentally controlled... Jiang Qian took a deep breath: "Inside!"
Following this order, the task force with the peak of the five states per capita immediately launched a storm raid!
Dark clouds suddenly gathered in the clear sky, and thunder rolled over the waves instantly, pouring in from the top of the open factory, invading its interior through every gap in the barrier, killing people invisible.
The quiet suburbs are still silent, only the power of nature is noisy and restless!
With its powerful power, it frightens ignorant and small creatures...
From the perspective of colleagues stationed at the Paris branch, it took "less than five minutes" for the task force to fully control the processing plant!
When the real-time communication was connected again and Jiang Qian's voice came from inside, all the colleagues present at the sub-station took a breath - the soldiers are so fast!
"Target No. 1 has been found. Colleagues from the periphery can come in for rescue."
Jiang Qian's voice was calm and calm:
"The bad news is: the missing team is not here."
The colleague who answered the call was immediately stunned, with a smile frozen on his face!
Not being found usually means one thing: death.
But Jiang Qian continued: "The good news is: the night hunting compass is still turning, and we will continue to track the target."
"...Thank you for your hard work! Thank you, elder!"
Colleagues at the sub-station were inspired again! The presence of the clergy elders gave them a sense of security.
After ending the call, Jiang Qian looked at the ordinary people gathered in the factory who had not yet regained consciousness, and activated his spiritual power of forgiveness—amnesty!
The mental control technique was lifted instantly, and everyone looked around blankly, as if they were just waking up from a dream.
At this time, Xiao Longnu stepped onto the high platform, attracting everyone's attention and at the same time comforting everyone with her fluent French. According to the pre-arranged "script", she claimed to be an official investigator and attributed the incident to a kidnapping case.
Jiang Qian looked at his mother Wen Han from a distance across the crowd...
Wen Han, who had just woken up from a big dream, looked haggard, and his eyes were still blank and confused. Jiang Qian was not sure whether she recognized him.
He did not stay where he was, but turned around and headed to the warehouse next door.
In the darkness, the leader of the sect in the four-state and perfect state was pinned to the ground by Listening Wanjie. Even if the incident came to light, the chicken mouth was still talking about it...
"Really, if people outside see that the leader of the sect they admire is actually a Gaul chicken, it will be a big joke in the world!" Di Ting Wanjie teased and kicked the prisoner with his foot.
Although the other party was trembling with fear, he still kept mumbling words in his sharp mouth.
"What are you talking about?" Jiang Qian walked towards him.
The strong pressure once made Gaul Chicken twitch all over and the whites of his eyes rolled up——
"Le dieu hors du ciel...le dieu gang la mei duo!"
"Speak humanly!"
Di Ting Wanjie raised his foot to kick him, but was stopped by Jiang Qian's gesture: "Wait a minute."
