Manchester, at the temporary working location of the Central Bureau.
Zhang Baofeng sat in the small reception room, slowly put down the materials Wu Taiyong brought, and said softly: "I think there is nothing wrong with these conditions. You can agree to the senior management in the association."
"That's good, that's good." Wu Taiyong smiled like an old eunuch, licked the other person and said, "You have to be a big leader. Communication is convenient. You don't have to report anything, and you can make decisions by yourself."
"Haha." Zhang Baofeng smiled: "I'm not a big leader, and your role is far greater than mine. Maybe one day in the future, your rank will be higher than mine."
"How can you do that?!" Wu Taiyong gently patted Zhang Baofeng's thigh and said with a swish voice: "No matter when, you are our brother Feng..."
Zhang Baofeng retracted his thigh unnaturally, changed the topic and said, "Okay, that's it, you go back first, I still have work to deal with here."
"Okay, Brother Feng, I'll leave first."
The two stood up, Wu Taiyong gently held Zhang Baofeng's right palm with both hands, and said with bared teeth: "Brother Feng, there are still funding issues... As you know, my dad is an old man, he called me a traitor, and he didn't give me anything.
I have the money, and the senior leaders of the activity association also need some business expenses..."
"It's okay, I'll ask the superiors to approve one million for you, and you can withdraw it tomorrow." Zhang Baofeng replied with a smile.
"Okay, okay, you are so considerate of people, and it is really a pleasure to work with you." Wu Taiyong was so excited that he almost grabbed the piece of Zhang Baofeng's crotch with both hands.
Zhang Baofeng felt that this person was too girly, so he unconsciously took a step back and replied: "It's a small matter, it's a small matter!"
"Then I'm leaving, Brother Feng!"
"Well, you go ahead."
After the communication between the two ended, Wu Taiyong took the documents and left the single-family building in a hurry.
Zhang Baofeng felt that the other party was a bit perverted, so he went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and then walked to the interrogation room: "Xiao Han, how are you? Did Lao Yang vomit?"
"The interrogation medicine is effective. We are guiding them and we will get a confession soon." An officer replied.
"Let's go and take a look." Zhang Baofeng stepped into the observation room.
In the interrogation room, after Lao Yang was injected with the military intelligence interrogation drug, his consciousness began to blur. The leader responsible for communication next to him was also constantly trying to ask him questions.
…
Around one fifty minutes in the morning.
In a certain branch building in District 2, Section 6, a middle-aged man with blond hair and blue eyes walked into the dormitory and opened a bottle of spirits. He planned to drink a little, have a late-night snack, and then go to sleep.
The high-intensity and high-risk military intelligence work made this man develop a bad habit of insomnia. He relied on alcohol to numb himself almost every day so that he could drift off to sleep.
"Wow!"
As soon as the wine entered the cup, the middle-aged man's phone rang. He frowned, looked at the caller ID, and walked to the window.
"Hello? Jesse!"
"Oh, my God! Little Leon is sick again, he has a high fever... Where are you, Richard?" his father-in-law's voice rang on the phone.
"Does he have a fever? Damn it, wait until I get back!" Richard replied distractedly, picked up the car keys and left the dormitory.
…
In the early morning, around 2:30, an off-road vehicle stopped at the door of a villa. Richard opened the door and ran into the house quickly.
"Jess, what happened to my daughter?!" Richard called into the hall.
"Squeak!"
The door of the villa was suddenly pushed open, and two figures blocked the doorway.
In the dim hall, Yao Doudou was sitting on the sofa, crossing his legs and looking at Richard.
Richard was stunned. He looked at his father-in-law, wife, and three children kneeling on the ground in disbelief. His right hand instinctively touched his waist.
"Yes... I'm sorry! I can't help... seeing others hurt my daughter." The father-in-law lowered his head guiltily and said, "Please cooperate with them, Richard, family is more important...!"
Yao Doudou said nothing, but slowly picked up the dagger and placed it on Richard's wife's neck.
The two looked at each other.
Yao Doudou increased his strength with his right hand, and the blond woman whose mouth was covered struggled in fear, and blood slowly oozed from her neck.
Yao Doudou held the knife in his hand, stared at Richard, and raised three fingers.
"Oh, no!" Richard's spirit collapsed. He immediately gave up drawing his gun and raised his hand and shouted: "ok, ok! I will cooperate with you...!"
five minutes later.
Yao Doudou stepped out of the villa and whispered to the brothers next to him: "Lock them all in the cellar and destroy the communication equipment to ensure that they will not escape within ten hours."
"Understood!" Brother nodded.
When Yao Doudou opened the door and left, the two brothers behind him had destroyed all the surveillance systems outside the house.
Standing in the courtyard, Yao Doudou dialed Su Tianyu's number and said quickly: "Richard vomited. According to his explanation, the place where Brother Feng is being held is in the Dunshini neighborhood. I will go there now."
"
"How many people are around you?" Su Tianyu asked.
"Nine." Yao Doudou replied: "Richard said that in order to keep the entire operation confidential, the Central Bureau of District 1 did not have many people in total, and not many people knew their temporary office location. My brothers here
It should be enough."
"be safe!"
"Well, if the opportunity is good, I will do it directly."
"We can't do it forcefully. We won't have the chance to think of a solution." Su Tianyu warned.
"Yes, seat!" Yao Doudou replied in a relaxed tone and hung up the phone directly.
…
Early in the morning, around 2:40.
Lao Yang was lying on the iron chair, his eyes were slightly closed, his expression was dull, and he kept shaking his head.
"Is Lu Feng your friend?" After two rounds of communication with Lao Yang, the guidance technician began to ask key questions.
"Yes..." Lao Yang nodded slowly.
"What is the purpose of his coming to District 2 this time?" the guide asked again: "Is it to reminisce about the past?!"
"No..." Lao Yang survived the torture, but not the scientific drugs. He replied in a low voice: "He came to me...to talk about recruitment..."
In the observation room, Zhang Baofeng's face finally showed a smile.
"Made, it's done!"
"The overtime work is finally over, thank God!"
"...!"
A group of staff all showed happy expressions and even gave each other high fives.
Outside the single-family building, a man wearing a peaked cap and a triangle scarf on his face walked towards the main building carrying a shoulder bag.
This person is the young man who saved the pangolin in the coffee shop in the middle of the night.
"Brother Qiu, the second team is already in place." A voice came from the headset.
"Whoosh!"
The young man named Brother Qiu pulled out a Remington spray gun from his bag and walked directly into the main building.
"Hey, you can't come in!"
The security personnel in the guard room immediately stood up to stop him.
Brother Qiu turned the muzzle of the gun and rolled the slide.
"Bang bang bang...!"
In an instant, low gunshots resounded through the main building.