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28. Commuter Pursuit 8 Strike

Time: 8:00 am.

Location: On the G125 express train.

The train has not yet left the boundaries of Tianjin City. Although it is a general express train, the overall feeling is that compared to the green trains decades ago, it has completely transformed into a higher-end noble general express train.

The interior decoration and seating equipment all reveal a strong sci-fi flavor.

Transformable seats have been used on all types of trains. They not only have a sci-fi appearance, but also have an intelligent massage function that can automatically adjust the comfort level according to passengers' requirements.

Because it is daytime, the pigment material on the inner wall of the carriage is white, clean and pure, giving people a refreshing and bright feeling.

The pigment material evolved based on the pigment cells of the chameleon. After scientific processing and improvement, the pigment material was born. Its texture is similar to silica gel, but its flexibility and toughness are very high, and it can also change with the air temperature and humidity.

, and can change different colors under the action of light. Currently, this pigment material has been used in hundreds of fields such as military and transportation.

By the way, DSIB's suits are actually made of this pigment material in disguise, so they also have the same functions.

The blond boy stared blankly out of the window, while Chopin, who was sitting opposite him, stared at him intently. The two of them were like two thousand-year-old turtles staring at each other, both of them calm.

Duke was called by Ji Xianfeng to the gap in the corridor connecting the carriages. The doors on both sides were closed, forming a closed space.

Ji Xianfeng was smoking immersedly while staring at Duke. Duke was almost embarrassed by his look.

"Senior...Senior, why do you keep staring at me?"

Duke had a good impression of Ji Xianfeng. He was a middle-aged uncle who was both fashionable and mature. Apart from being a heavy smoker, he had no other characteristics for the time being.

Ji Xianfeng blew out a faint smoke ring and spit a mouthful of phlegm into the trash can next to him.

"Ever since the superiors wanted to transfer you from the police station to DSIB, I have never understood why they would go to great lengths to recruit an ordinary person, and he is also a policeman. I still can't figure it out until now. Or are you really

What’s so special about it?”

After saying this, he put on a thoughtful expression.

In fact, Duke himself was confused about this matter. After knowing these secrets of DSIB, he knew that he had no way out. According to the organization's usual confidentiality characteristics, he could probably imagine that he would be recruited.

It's not as simple as it seems, there must be more important secrets that they are hiding tightly.

Duke really couldn't smile. When he grinned, it wasn't a smile, but helplessness and tremendous pressure from the endless abyss.

"You don't know why, and I don't even know the reason. I originally planned to continue to evaluate the criminal police, but you suddenly showed up and transferred me here without saying a word, which made my director furious and told me that if

If I want to go back, he will come to pick me up in person."

"You don't really want to go back, do you?" Ji Xianfeng put the cigarette to his mouth and asked. He took a small puff and continued: "I advise you not to try to escape. Now that you have come in, it will not be so easy to get out of here. If

If you insist on leaving, not to mention whether the higher-ups will capture you again, once you decide to leave DSIB, your memory will be erased. Do you want others to play with your brain at will?"

Now that Duke heard such words from his mouth, he was not so surprised. He already understood that as long as he stayed at DSIB for one day, there would be various surprises that he did not expect.

"Wouldn't that be nice? At least you will forget everything about this place and all the secrets about you."

Ji Xianfeng chuckled and said with a hint of sarcasm: "Do you think it's the same as in science fiction movies? Do you want to be so naive? I tell you the truth, everyone who leaves DSIB will end up either an idiot or a retard. Do you think deleting memory is so difficult?

It's easy, but the side effects are beyond your imagination. Only a very small number of people will be fine, but they will forget not only the memory of DSIB, but 65% of their life memories will be erased.

He’s almost a psychopath.”

His words poured cold water on Duke. Originally, he was thinking about leaving this weird organization, but now that Ji Xianfeng said this, his idea was immediately crushed to pieces.

Duke smiled bitterly and fell into silence.

"Can you smoke?"

"meeting."

Ji Xianfeng took out his cigarette case, popped one out and handed it to him.

Duke took the cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth. Ji Xianfeng shook the cigarette case and found that there were probably two or three cigarettes left. He took out a lighter and lit the cigarette for Duke. Duke's skillful smoking skills were no worse than Ji Xianfeng's.

, it just doesn’t feel as good as Ji Xianfeng when you smoke it.

When he smiled, his stubble curved into an inverted trapezoid and looked like a clown's lip makeup. It didn't look like a 26-year-old at all.



Important places like military bases are usually set up in remote and uninhabited areas, which is conducive to hiding and protecting military secrets.

A group of birds were frightened by the roar of the black-armored motorcycle and scattered in all directions. The black-armored man stopped the car. The little boy glanced at the military base in front of him and performed a remote identification operation using ID recognition. Five minutes later, there was no sign of the base.

Similar identification information appeared, and the little boy said: "It seems they are not here. There is no identification signal for them in the base."

The man in black armor glanced at the little boy and asked, "Is this accurate?"

The little boy answered affirmatively: "Of course it is accurate. There are few people in the world who have the ability to invent this kind of equipment. I am the only one in China that I know of."

There is no doubt that he is boasting.

The man in black armor laughed twice and said, "It's really yours. If they are not in the military base, where will they be?"

They want to rush back as soon as possible. Only military bases are the safest choice, and military aircraft are much faster than civil aviation. But if they don't come to the military base, how else can they rush back to Beijing within a few hours?

The man in black armor still couldn't figure it out after much thought. Then a sudden idea flashed in his mind. There was a possibility that they could change the route. Unless some of them already knew that someone wanted to harm them, so they temporarily chose another option.

Method. But how could any of them know their identity and mission?

The man in black armor was puzzled, but could not think of any other reasonable explanation.

Elold called suddenly, and the little boy clicked to answer the call.

"Mr. Gu, I think you may have found the wrong place. I just learned that they chose the express train to return to Beijing. They have probably left Tianjin by now."

The man in black armor kicked a one-meter-high stone next to him, and the anger in his heart could erupt into a volcano at any time.

"Damn it! Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Elold spread his hands. Of course, the man in black armor and the little boy were invisible. They were using voice calls.

"I just got the news, so I'll trouble you next, Mr. Gu."

Elold turned off the communication. The little boy looked at his angry look and asked, "Do you want to chase me?"

"Chase!!"

The man in black armor got on the motorcycle. The little boy quickly sat on it and fixed his body with the exoskeleton mechanical arm. The man in black armor slowly turned the accelerator to the bottom and hung the gear in the highest position.

The instrument panel continued to rotate toward the top, driving faster and faster, passing by on the road, leaving only an afterimage.


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