Chapter 129 The team gathers together, a small scene
Where is Chrissy Cunningham? How important is she to military technology? Tang Ji's heart was filled with worry.
He spared three intersections, abandoned the car provided by Military Technology on the side of the road, got into Martin's car, and picked up Sirte at an intersection a few minutes later.
When this superhuman boy came back, he not only brought back the location of the military science and technology operations center, he also made a large purchase.
At this time, he was like a local in San Diego, wearing a pair of quick-drying pants, a white vest, a floral shirt, and a pair of brand-name running shoes. The labels on these items had not yet been removed.
He also had a backpack slung across his body, which was filled with chewing gum and other candies. Perhaps because the colorful packaging was similar, Tang Ji also saw a few bulk safety supplies.
If it weren't for the fact that there was a pistol in the bag, two fingers with gold rings, and a wad of small-denomination banknotes, anyone would think that this wild boy who had just entered the city was cute.
"What's going on?" Martin shook his bony fingers, took off the gold ring and put it into his pocket: "Did you accidentally buy more?"
"I passed by a store to steal... and buy something. There happened to be two robbers inside. They shot at me, so I robbed their things." Soult said with some excitement: "Then the clerk said that I
She is her hero and lets me take whatever I want!"
"Yeah, she probably has never seen such a cruel thief in her life. Did she wet her pants?" Martin took advantage of the time he was talking to take off the gold ring on the other finger, opened the car window and wiped his finger.
Throw it out.
"Hey! That's my trophy!" Tang Ji and Martin didn't even see what was going on, and Soult took back the two rings: "Silly man, be careful, I'm on my way!"
The Saint was sitting in the back of the truck and giggling. He held the Mikkelsen mask in his hand and wore it on his face from time to time. He stared at the others with a pair of dead fish eyes and said: "I am the senior commissioner, Mikkelsen."
Sen, please cooperate."
"It's too easy to disguise him. We should all have a mask like this so no one can detect him." The saint took off the mask and said, "What should we do next? Military technology has too many manpower."
"Go to Scorpius Boro, that hotel waiter." Tang Ji's tone was flat. No matter how impatient he was, he couldn't show it. It was meaningless.
Tang Ji forced himself to calm down. There were probably no valuable clues about the waiter. He was too conspicuous, and neither law enforcement nor military technology would let this clue go.
But if he fails to get any valuable clues from him, Tang Ji will follow the old path of military technology. He will start with professionals in this industry and find them one by one, then local gangs and the law enforcement bureau.
If possible, Tang Ji does not want to have a direct conflict with the local law enforcement bureau, but if things go against his wishes, there will be no rules and bottom lines to speak of...
Scorpius Boro lived on the outskirts of San Diego, almost half an hour's drive from the Sunshine Hotel. Martin slowly parked the car on the side of the road.
Compared with the city center, this place is much more desolate. Not far away is the edge of the desert, and part of the neighborhood has been buried in the yellow sand.
Here, depression and dilapidation prevail, the roads are full of cracks, and some of the single-family buildings on both sides look like they have not been inhabited for a long time.
The trash cans on the roadside have been buried with all kinds of domestic garbage and exude a rancid smell. The water collection tower of United View Group is the only public facility in operation nearby.
It was just after nine o'clock in the morning, but there were only a few hurried pedestrians on the entire street. It was so desolate that even gang members were too lazy to come.
A Colby Lone Peak parked at the door of the garage, exuding the unique luster of a new car in the sun, looks out of place here. This civilian pickup truck produced by Vito Company has almost no shortcomings, is extremely cost-effective, and has been very popular since it was launched.
"It seems that our friend has never driven it once after buying a new car." Martin glanced at the ruts on the ground and said, "It has been parked here for at least a week."
Tang Ji put the Prelude back into his holster and stood with the Saint on the left and right at the door, while Martin quietly moved to the back of the house.
Surte was sitting alone in the car chewing bubble gum. Tang Ji asked him to stay here to prevent accidents, which made Surte feel that he was very valued.
He planned to use this time to find someone to take advantage of in the stupid dead man's collection. Tian Lian could see that this kid who started handling guns at the age of seven or eight didn't even know that there were so many different types of firearms.
During the Skull and Bones Party, they were always used for whatever they wanted, and the lifespan of firearms often depended on the price of bullets.
Door locks have never been an obstacle to Tang Ji. Whether he uses some tricks to open the door or breaks in directly, he is always a professional.
When he and the saint opened the door, a rotten smell that was far worse than a garbage dump hit their nostrils, making Tang Ji frown. It was the smell of rotting corpses.
There are a large number of takeout boxes piled up behind the door. Apparently, the high-end takeout ordered by Scorpius for a whole year has been delivered to this address. Thanks to those so-called pure natural additives, these foods have been piled here for seven or eight days and have not been completely eaten.
corruption.
Tang Ji kicked aside the takeout that was blocking the way and walked quickly into the living room and went straight to the bedroom. He could identify the location of the body by the smell.
A corpse that had taken on the appearance of a giant was lying on the bed, and it was no longer identifiable because of the virtual imaging helmet on its face.
The air conditioner in the room was still blowing cold air at 22 degrees Celsius. Tang Ji's behavior when he walked into the room seemed to trigger some program, and the screen on the table suddenly lit up.
"Is it you, Scorpius? I'm worried about you. You haven't been active for a long time. Get up and move around." A gentle blonde beauty approached the screen with a worried look on her face, seeming to be watching everything in the room.
"Scorpius baby, why don't you speak? I need you, are you okay?" The woman's anxious voice came through the speaker again.
At this time, the saint also walked in, looked at the body on the bed, and then looked at the screen: "If this is a funeral, it's not bad. I have seen more miserable ones."
Tang Ji checked the body and found that there was no obvious trauma. The head wrapped in the helmet could already see the purulent flesh beginning to fall off.
The further cause of death requires professionals and equipment to analyze, but Tang Ji is no longer interested, and the dead person cannot provide information.
At this time, after a short delay, the woman on the screen returned to her previous worried expression and said, "Is it you, Scorpius? I'm worried about you. You haven't been active for a long time. Get up and move around."
"Scorpius baby, why don't you talk? I need you, are you okay?"
This is Scorpius's last big purchase before his death, a customized virtual girlfriend annual membership. If nothing else happens, this virtual personality AI will call Scorpius gently throughout the next year.
Of course, this might be the most valuable purchase in his life.
Tang Ji and Saint looked at each other, and Saint carefully closed the door: "It's not a bad idea to just leave him here."
Before the two left the house, the last words they heard were: "Okay, baby, you have a good rest first. I will come see you next time. Remember that I will always love you!"
"This feels so weird. Is this the destination of unbelievers?" The saint crossed himself on his chest. He didn't know whether it was for the dead Scorpius or for himself.
If necessary, the Saint could even shoot Scorpius without hesitation, but when the other party died, only a false intelligent program was silently caring, which made him feel guilty.
"People from military technology have never been here before?" The saint was a little confused. In his impression, the soldiers were definitely not as gentlemen as him. Breaking in and leaving a mess was their style.
The room is so well-preserved that someone from military technology must not have been here. The style is more like Mikkelsen, who has been here.
Tang Ji could even imagine that paralyzed face opening the door as if he were returning to his own home, walking around the garbage, walking into the bedroom, taking a calm look at the body on the bed, then crossing out a name in the book, and then leaving quietly.
picture.
But the fact that Scorpius was dead was not written in the information Mikkelsen gave him... That bastard had no intention of letting go of this matter, he also wanted the Ice Princess!
Tang Ji's eyes became sharper. Fortunately, he never believed the special correspondent from the beginning.
Capitalism is not necessarily bad, but it is easier to say when it comes to people.
Its mechanism determines that during its operation, it will crush all bright-minded guys like a millstone. Only the truly ruthless guys can stand firm.
"Let's go, pick up people at the airport, and have a good rest." Tang Ji glanced at the sun in the sky: "We are going to overturn some people's tables in the afternoon."
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October is a hot season in San Diego. It not only has beautiful beaches, plenty of sunshine, but also countless beauties.
Tony Levins was wearing a sports suit and carrying a bucket bag as he stepped off the plane. He whistled at the beautiful woman traveling with him and received a middle finger in response.
He pushed up his sunglasses and made a more obscene gesture with his left index finger and right palm.
Behind Tony is Shadow. This mysterious sniper has obviously gone through a lot during this time. Three fingers on his left hand have been replaced with prosthetics.
"I like the weather here, but it's a pity that I can't wear shorts." Tony patted his legs and walked out of the airport with Shadow.
Shadow wears sunglasses like Tony. If you get close, you can see a trace of red light flickering from the edge of the sunglasses.
"The head is already here. You'd better get into shape quickly. My window data shows that you are three kilograms fatter than before and are not in your best condition." The shadow glanced at Tony, carrying his bag and walking straight towards where Martin parked his car.
go.
"Who is out of shape! I just recently replaced my prosthetic limb with an extended-range battery pack!" Tony defended: "Three kilograms is just the weight of a few screws for people like us! You can't slander my professional attitude!
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"The Shadows are back!" Ender stood in front of the car window, pushing his sunglasses down and scanning everyone in the car. His pair of dark red artificial eyes were always reminiscent of those in the Terminator series of movies.
of robots.
"Did you miss me?" Tony held Shadow's neck from behind and waved vigorously regardless of the other person's resistance: "I brought you a gift!"
"Huh? Where did this little devil head come from? Head, your son?" Tony exaggeratedly took off his sunglasses, looked at Surte and asked Tangji.
"He is our new team member and is in the assessment period." Looking at everyone getting in the car, Tang Ji motioned for Martin to drive: "I want to know if you can get into the mission immediately?"
"Okay." Shadow said as he took off his coat and started looking for his equipment in the carriage.
"I thought I could enjoy the beach and bikini for a while." Tony looked regretful, but also threw his bucket bag behind: "I'll support you at any time!"
"Very good, because our competitor this time is the Military Technology Group, and there is also an organization hiding in the dark, so brace yourself." Tang Ji sent the mission briefing he had just written to the team members: "We
The current target is the Midnight Judge Gang."
"This name sounds uneducated." Tony couldn't hold back and laughed.
"Our goal is not to defeat this gang, but to force them to tell us about the Ice and Snow Princess. That girl disappeared on their territory. They may know something." Tang Ji sighed, and he used two words.
Because he himself didn't know whether the other party really grasped the relevant situation. After all, the name of this gang didn't feel that strong, but fortunately, its strength was much higher than the name.
"The Midnight Judge Gang occupies a quarter of San Diego's blocks, and it controls the most oily waterfront area." Tang Ji brought up the map of San Diego on the terminal, and a red area was highlighted: "In this
All illegal activities in the area are related to the Midnight Judge Gang, including kidnapping."
Those professional gangs that specialize in kidnapping will give the Midnight Judge Gang a share of the proceeds from each order, not just the Midnight Judge Gang. This is obviously some kind of unspoken rule in Baja California. Where the kidnapping occurs, it will be given to the underground gangs there.
divided into.
"So in theory, the Midnight Judge Gang is the beneficiary of the Ice and Snow Princess's disappearance." Tang Ji crossed the screen: "They have nearly 1,500 members, and the only noteworthy one among them is the class called the Judges. That is
Their elite armed forces."
The name of the Midnight Judge Gang is ridiculous, but it was originally established by a group of law enforcers who were dissatisfied with the status quo. They were law enforcers during the day, and at night, they became real judges after midnight, executing those they thought deserved to die.
people.
It's a pity that those law enforcers corrupted too quickly. They quickly degenerated from criminal police officers into full-fledged gang members, and were eventually eliminated from the law enforcement ranks. It only took three months.
But the Midnight Judge Gang still has backers within the Law Enforcement Bureau. For example, this time, they got the news in advance and all members hunkered down.
"We need to find the real judge and let him tell the truth." Tang Ji placed a photo of a man in the center of the screen: "Although it is a small scene, everyone must cheer up, because we may encounter military technology at any time.
