After washing up, Tang Chao stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in his nightgown, looking at the dim lights of the hotel to the south. It was still night time at a distance of a kilometer, so he couldn't see anything without a high-power infrared lens, but the banquet should have been over in about half an hour.
In front of me, there were no lights of cars leaving from that direction.
A little noise came into my ears, coming from the corridor outside the door. The residents on this floor were basically members of the tour group. They did not participate in the group activities in the evening. I heard that it was also a party, a beach bonfire party, and a band performance. Now
They probably came back one after another. The atmosphere of the party should be pretty good. The voices talking outside the door were slightly excited, mixed with the intermittent conversations between Li Xiaolin and Xie Wei. It sounded like Li Xiaolin wanted to enter Xie Wei's house at night.
sleep together……
Room arrangements for tour groups are entirely voluntary, mainly because there is really no shortage of money. Of course, couples and relatives must be together. For example, Xie Wei and Tangdou share a room. As for the remaining single men and women, some are women.
We all lived together so that we could have someone to take care of us. Most of the men had single rooms, which was more convenient for doing special things. For this reason, the indifferent Tang Chao was also assigned a single room.
Li Xiaolin naturally does not need to be taken care of, but it is not easy to take care of others. She has secrets on her body. When an outsider is around, she will inevitably be helpless in an emergency. Now she takes the initiative to live in Xie Wei's room... Ha, it is a reasonable thing. Think about it.
If it weren't for the fact that he was a man and it was really inconvenient to live together, he would have been asked to live with him.
This was the real reason why the bomb was thrown into her bag before. It was just a joke that Lele alone was not as good as Lele all. It was to remind her to be alert and to add a layer of self-defense insurance to the little girl and Xie Wei.
Just to be prepared, as for whether something will happen tonight... Tang Chao doesn't know. There is a high probability that there will be no accident. The basis is the fake bomb that was dismantled. It is just a test. According to the normal process of this industry, the test will be
There is a process before the official action is taken, and the time can be long or short, depending on the specific situation. For example, with the current defense strength of the southern hotel, it should not be a day of testing and action. What's more, because of his intervention, the results of the test
It's so bad that any commander with any sense would be confused and reevaluate and formulate new plans...
This is the situation that the Tang Dynasty wanted to see. The tour group will leave tomorrow. I'll leave, so I won't care about the flood.
I hope I can survive tonight and have a peaceful sleep... I'm really just out for a trip, please don't mess with me... I exhaled, shook my head, and raised my hand to close the curtains.
…
As the night got darker, the crescent moon burrowed into the sea clouds at some point, as if it had predicted something, and the mountains and coastlines became quiet.
At half past two in the morning, Hitomi Hitoshi opened his eyes. He was in a narrow space under his body. The faint smell of sea fish filled his nose. He raised his hand and looked at the slightly vibrating watch. There was some reddish light flashing on it.
It was a contact signal. He stood up silently in the darkness, opened the small door and ducked out, and the whistling sea breeze suddenly hit him.
It turned out to be a middle-weight transport cargo ship, but judging from the various equipment and instruments installed on the top of the ship, it was really unlike an ordinary cargo ship. It was anchored under a cliff and was extremely hidden.
The sound of opening the cabin door was alarming. Several vigilant eyes moved towards him in the darkness. Hitomi Hitoshi ignored them. He subconsciously raised his head and squinted his eyes, looking at the sea not far away in the east. Several speedboats with signal lights seemed to be leaving.
It split the waves like an arrow and quickly approached the flat beach on the other side of the cliff.
After watching for a while, Hitomi walked along the side of the ship to another section of the cabin, clicked the iron door rhythmically a few times, pushed it open and got in. There were bright lights inside, and about four or five technicians were controlling more than a dozen computers and...
The screens of other incomprehensible devices were filled with various rotating three-dimensional images and swishing data streams, making it very busy.
"I'm sorry, Hitomi-sama, to bother you so late."
Waving his hand carelessly, Hitomi Hitoshi smiled gently and said: "It's okay, thank you for your hard work. Did you find anything?"
The technician who came over nodded and reported: "The hotel's defense system has been basically cracked, and the network signal has been successfully invaded. It can block the other party's signal at any time and take over the surveillance screen. There are three raid routes that can lead directly to the room where the target lives.
As long as the data is correct and there are no temporary changes, the success rate of beheading is over 90%."
"Beautiful, did the other party notice your movements?"
"No." The technician replied with great confidence, "According to your previous instructions, Renjian-sama, we were very careful and cautious, and the other party did not have any abnormal reaction. Oh, even if there is no internal help, from a technical level alone
, they shouldn’t have any reaction!”
This is Hong Guoguo's contempt. In fact, these technicians do have the qualifications to be contemptuous, because they come from Beitengsi. Just like many top killers who came out of here, the logistics technology from Beitengsi
Personnel are also the best of the best.
Hitomi Hitoshi smiled noncommittally: "Where's that Molloy? Did he have any abnormal reaction?"
"Sir Renjian, please forgive me for being rude. Although I don't know why you attach so much importance to this person, please trust our technology and judgment. So far, there has been no change in the entire hotel defense system, including the pattern of patrol posts inside and outside. We
Everything was checked clearly..."
"Oh, don't get me wrong, I'm not doubting your work. Well, keep talking." Hitting his nose, Hitoshi felt a little embarrassed.
After a pause, the technician continued, "The only uncertain variable now is the bomb that was inexplicably defused a few hours ago... The white fox reported that it was installed in a vase in the banquet hall. We just called the hall surveillance.
In the five minutes since the white fox left, no one had approached the vase, but as soon as the white fox left the hotel, the bomb signal was interrupted. I should have reported it not long ago, but the other party didn't seem to know the specific situation, and it was not their fault.
Hands. That’s weird.”
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I know this..." Halfway through Hitomi Hitoshi's words, a technician not far away hurriedly took off his headphones and said, "Team leader, Hitomi-sama, yes
According to the situation, the internal affairs department said that they will take action and send us a petition."
"What does the certificate of submission mean?" The technical team leader was stunned when he heard this.
Renjian Renji's expression changed drastically: "Reply immediately, no unauthorized actions are allowed!"
"The other party has cut off contact."
"asshole!"
…
On the first floor of the hotel, in an office-like place, there are also several surveillance screens, but the number is much less than in a room upstairs, and the surveillance area is not that large, only the first floor of the hotel and the surrounding area.
On the desk, the fake bomb that had gone through countless hands was dismantled again. The bottle of rose essential oil was naturally gone, and the circuit board that sent the signal was also gone. It was just an empty shell with an empty appearance and basically no value for inspection.
There were quite a few people in the room, sitting scattered around, all looking angry and unable to bear the humiliation.
"The situation discovered at ten o'clock last night was not reported until four or five hours later. These foreigners clearly don't take our idols seriously!"
"This is Thailand, Pattaya, this is our territory. We should not have allowed them to jointly deploy defenses in the first place. We should be the main ones! Look what we have become now? Are we watchdogs!"
"There is no way, the rightful owner does not agree. They came with energy, what can you do..."
"Hey...why is he here?"
Amidst the sound of the crusade, someone screamed in surprise, and everyone couldn't help but cast their eyes on the monitoring screen in the main entrance hall, including the old man with slightly frosted temples sitting on the main seat behind the desk, who had a strong sense of majesty that had been in power for a long time.
From the surveillance perspective, a group of more than ten people, led by a tall middle-aged man, strode through the hall in a glyph formation. Although they were separated by a screen, one could still feel the awe-inspiring aura from the effortless walking.
The sound of footsteps soon reached the door. The door opened, and the leader, a middle-aged man, stepped in. He was about thirty-five years old. He was dressed in coarse linen clothes. His face with sharp angles looked good, but because there was no expression on his face,
, like dead meat that has been frozen stiff, so it looks full of evil energy, and it is unavoidable to be frightening to see.
However, his eyes were extremely peaceful, even with a hint of Zen. He walked to the center of the room, clasped his hands together and bowed his head to the old man with slightly frosted temples.
The old man frowned slightly: "Pupa, what are you doing here?"
"There are some confidential matters that need to be communicated in person, and there are certain decisions about the organization." If he could change his sinister face, the middle-aged man named Pupa would be very attractive, and his voice would be quite deep.
Magnetism, he talks slowly and slowly, his tongue is as bright as a lotus flower, which makes people convinced after hearing the words. He glances around to indicate.
When the old man saw this, he didn't think much, waved his hand, and a group of people filed out of the house.
"Tell me, what's going on?"
Pupa said slowly: "Don't worry, I heard that someone planted a bomb in the hotel before I came here?"
"How do you know...this is not something you should care about!" The old man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then scolded him with a serious face.
"It's my turn to take care of you next."
"Presumptuous! What do you mean?" The old man was furious.
Pupa narrowed his eyes, probably trying to show a smile, but his face remained calm: "The organization has decided that I will take over this protection mission, and you can go back."
"Impossible!" The old man subconsciously picked up the phone on the table. Before dialing, there was no movement in the microphone next to his ear. Then he looked at the landline screen, which was completely black. When he realized something, he suddenly raised his head and stared at it, shouting angrily.
, "Pupa, what do you want to do?!"
"I want to do something right." Pupa's tone was still soothing. "The idol has existed for so many years, but its status in the underground world has remained stagnant and even gradually fallen behind. It's time for a change. We are in Asia,
The scope of activities is also in Asia, so why have you always turned a blind eye to Kitōji, the behemoth of the Asian underground world?"
"Bastard! That's a notorious killer organization. Do you want to drag the sacred elephant into the abyss? No one will support you in doing so!"
"The purpose and position of the God Elephant will not change. It is just a limited cooperation. The main purpose is to stop disputes and avoid unnecessary losses and casualties." Pupa shook his head with pity in his eyes, "In fact, we have already received the support of the military.
.Besides, there is no need to shout a warning, no one will rush in."
As soon as he finished speaking, the wind roared, and Pupa's tall figure disappeared from the spot. He appeared in front of the desk instantly like a phantom. He held up one hand and grabbed the old man's wrist to draw the gun. He turned it gently and bang,
The compact revolver fell on the table.
"You are too impulsive."
The old man was lying on the seat with half of his body limp, glaring angrily: "Traitors, you will not succeed!"
Maybe this title stimulated something, Pupa's eyes narrowed slightly, but then he returned to calm, "It's just a struggle..." The old man's wrists were like manipulating a puppet. The latter's upper body leaned forward involuntarily, raised his hand, and gently
Gently cut across the old man's throat bone, click, "...it's just a life-and-death internal struggle."
Letting go and looking at the old man lying helplessly on the table, Pupa shook his head, stepped back half a step, clasped his hands and bowed his head in salute.
After making up his mind, he turned around and opened the door. There were also several figures lying on the corridor outside. Judging from the technique, they were all choked and strangled from behind. Their faces were still dazed. It was obvious that they were all caught off guard and killed.
Attack. As for their identities, they were naturally the people who had just walked out of the house. Not all of them, but about one-third of them were still standing, standing together with more than a dozen young men with indifferent expressions, forming a tight circle.
Breathable circle.
The body was quickly moved into the room. Instead, there were several large black handbags on the ground. When they were opened, there were various weapons, equipment and ammunition. Pupa did not take them. The people around him silently leaned over to pick up their most familiar weapons.
, it was quickly divided up.
Waving his hands, his tone was still calm: "According to the planned route plan, attack Waranke on the ninth floor, regardless of life or death, fight quickly. Let's go——"
At the same time, 100 meters away from the hotel, Hitami Hitoshi jumped into the sea and waded in a hurry to catch up with his gun. Of course, he was not the only one, but there were also seven or eight temporarily gathered commandos behind him.
The pants are all wet, dripping with sea water... Don't worry about these details, time is too tight, sniper points and other things cannot be positioned in advance, so we can only organize the assault troops in advance.
What the hell is this?
Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the depression in his heart: "Check the communication guns, remember the route of the forced invasion... In short, just adapt to the situation." This is probably the simplest and most irresponsible tactical command, but to be honest, this is really
No wonder Hitomi Hitoshi, he was completely forced to operate...
Looking at the orderly patrolling sentry and the quiet and dark hotel building not far away, a killer raised his eyebrows: "There is no movement. Those idiots failed? Or they haven't started taking action yet?"
"I don't care if they die!" Hitomi Jinji rarely gets angry, "I'll remind you one last time, our first target is not Waranke, he can't escape, let's get rid of Molloy first, he..."
Before he finished speaking, fierce gunshots suddenly came from the direction of the hotel building. It was like a string of firecrackers being thrown in this silent night. It was extremely clear. Then there was a louder explosion and roar, probably from the fifth floor, across the distance.
I couldn't hear the details clearly, but I could see the entire exterior wall of glass falling, and the sky was filled with dazzling colors under the firelight...