The technological competition starts with the integration of space-time memory

Chapter 125 Evaporated
At this time, two more figures walked down from the second floor, holding two unconscious children in their arms.

The man made a gesture, and the two men walked out the door holding the child.

He quickly set up the room. During this time, the two people who had gone out came in and carried the unconscious Liu Mingyu and his wife out.

The man walked up and down the stairs and closed all the doors and windows considerately.

At this time, the two people who had just gone in and out brought back three more people and placed them next to Angor.

Before leaving, the man's eyes swept over the three large suitcases piled in the living room and he paused for a few seconds.

Then he waved to the outside and took the two men to push the suitcases away one by one.

He took one last look at the four people lying in the living room and closed the door.

Two cars quickly drove away from Liu Mingyu's door.

In the darkness, no one saw any of this.

The surveillance camera at the intersection showed that the red light came on again at this moment.

Time passed by minute by minute.

As the sky gradually brightened, a loud bang was heard.

There was a violent explosion in Liu Mingyu's home, followed by flames shooting into the sky.

The entire street was awakened by the explosion. Some people came out to check, some called the police, and some called an ambulance...

When the fire was put out and the bodies of four adult males were cleared from the scene, the police realized that the problem was serious.

The owner of this house and his family of four disappeared, but after the house was destroyed by a gas explosion, four male corpses were found.

Obviously, this was a shocking murder.

Fortunately for the local police, before they started to get too anxious, the case was taken over by Ai Fu Bi Ai’s people.

"Carlos, what do you think?"

“I can’t see it.”

Carlos concentrated on eating the burger in his hand and continued without looking up:
"This is very clear. The people from Lanli wanted to get rid of this family, but they got eliminated instead."

"I'm not asking you that. I'm asking, how do we find this family that has disappeared?"

"You said he disappeared from the face of the earth. How can we find him?"

"Carlos, please, can you be serious? If we can't find this family, we will be blamed."

"Who said that? This is Lanli's business, why should we interfere?"

"Don't you watch the news on TV? Lanli is already in a state of panic. All personnel in the country have been mobilized to find the gunman.

Small matters like this failure of an operation have been left to us to deal with!"

"Hmm? Are you saying that all of Lanli's domestic staff have returned to the headquarters to help find someone?"

"Not sure, but the guys from our branch have already rushed over on a special plane."

"hiss--"

"What big thing have you thought of? We need to warm up the air."

"Buchanan, check quickly to see if there have been any murders related to Blue Grain since the incident at Blue Grain headquarters yesterday."

"Is this related to the case we have on hand?"

"of course."

"Well, you wait."

Carlos didn't wait, but got into his car and left the scene.

The scene is no longer worth investigating.

The explosion and the subsequent fire destroyed everything completely.

When the car passed the intersection, Carlos suddenly stopped, looked up at the surveillance camera at the intersection, then turned back to look at the street behind the car.

He changed his mind and drove to a nearby police station.

Here, he saw all the surveillance footage of the street.

I checked the surveillance cameras at both intersections of the street where Liu Mingyu's home was located for more than an hour, but saw nothing.

Carlos was not discouraged. He asked the police to send the video to experts to see if it had been tampered with.

At this time, Buchanan called.

"I checked. Apart from the major case here, there have only been three car accidents involving blue-grained people and two cases of resisting arrest elsewhere."

"I understand, Buchanan. You can report this to the higher-ups and hand this matter back to Bluegrain for handling."

"What do you mean?"

"Tell them that this incident is related to the Blue Grain Headquarters case. It is likely that someone attacked the Blue Grain Headquarters in order to save Liu Mingyu's family and create trouble to attract attention."

"Where's the evidence? It can't be your intuition again, right?"

"Sorry, it's really my intuition."

"Carlos, if you want to harm me, just be direct and use your intuition as evidence, then throw the case back to Lan Li. I can't do that."

"Then I can't help you. These guys even dared to attack the Blue Grain Headquarters. What wouldn't they dare to do? I still have little Rudy to take care of. Sorry."

After hanging up the phone, Carlos sighed and walked out of the police station.

It's not that he didn't work hard, but he was worried that the same situation would happen again, where he spent a lot of effort to find clues, but the case was closed with just one sentence from the big boss. Moreover, this time, those people were really ruthless.

None of the four members of Lanli's operation were left alive.

……

……

When Carlos gave up his efforts, southern border.

A large freight truck drove past the inspectors unhindered as usual.

The inspectors had smiles on their faces as they looked at the large truck with the Z mark in front of them as if they were seeing a green truck.

Because each of them can get a considerable allowance from the passing truck.

This matter was negotiated by the boss above, and it is a benefit for everyone, so there is no need to be nervous or sneaky about taking it.

Mike Smith, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked with some surprise at the border inspector who was so amiable, as if he were a relative.

They just passed through without even stopping the car?
Even so, Mike Smith didn't let out a deep breath until he saw the tall border wall moving away in the rearview mirror.

The heart that was stuck in my throat finally settled down.

At this moment, he was deeply shocked by the power of his employer.

The inspectors on both sides gave the truck a very welcoming service and approved its passage without even touching the sides of the vehicle.

The driver was a middle-aged black man with a full beard. "Boss, they didn't even check us. I was so nervous that I was touching my gun just now."

"The employer's power is beyond our imagination. But that's true. Last time they asked us to explore the Blue Grain, a force that can do such a thing, tsk tsk.

Remember, from now on just work and don’t ask anything.”

Mike Smith sighed and gave instructions to his younger brother.

"clear."

The truck moved forward, but Mike was thinking about the whole process, trying to see if there were any mistakes.

Although he didn't know the identities of the four people he killed last night, he could tell that they were not good people because one of them almost killed one of his own before he died.

That night, after their two cars drove out of the street where Liu Mingyu lived, they soon drove into a large box truck on the road.

Soon, after leaving Los Angeles, we changed to another truck.

Then I changed cars twice before I got this truck.

Mike Smith and his four companions also changed into a second set of masks and had their own men drive the car.

He served as the escort, while the other two men stayed in the carriage with the unconscious family of four.

The carriage was divided into two parts, with people staying in the inner part and the outside filled with boxes of goods.

Mike originally thought that there would be someone to pick him up when he passed the border checkpoint, but he would still need to deal with some trouble. Who would have thought that he would be able to pass through so smoothly?

There really are people who built high walls and opened up trade routes!

Before Mike could finish his thought, he saw two pickup trucks waiting at the intersection ahead, with seven or eight armed men holding long weapons in the cars.

There were at least two more people holding bazookas!
Mike Smith was shocked.

Who are these people? Are they gang members that are unique to this area, or guys selling illegal drugs?
But this equipment is a bit exaggerated!

Is this a temporary checkpoint, or...

Before Mike could figure it out, a guy holding an M16 gestured to the truck to stop.

"Boss, what do you say?"

Before Mike could say anything, his cell phone started to ring. "Don't worry, these are our people. Just follow them."

Along the way, the bearded man had heard the voice on the phone many times and had long regarded his employer's voice as an imperial decree, so he stopped the car as he was told.

M16 walked up and looked at the cab, as if recognizing Mike, and said with a smile: "Finally we've waited for you, hurry up and follow our car, we'll be heading to the port soon."

After he finished speaking, he walked back to a pickup truck without looking back, got in, and drove out first.

The people in the other pickup truck gestured, signaling the truck to follow.

The bearded man started the truck and followed.

Mike saw from the rearview mirror that there was another pickup truck following behind, like a guard.

All the way south.

Two hours later.

Mike Smith was already lying on a lounge chair, drinking a drink leisurely in the setting sun, his eyes occasionally watching the movements of the fishing rod.

There are seagulls flying between the sea and the sky not far away.

Mike had never expected that this rescue and escort mission, except for a bit of tension in the beginning, would be so smooth and uneventful throughout.

Of course, people are still on the ship and the escort mission has not yet been completed.

However, from last night to now, in less than twenty hours, they brought the people safely to the ship from Los Angeles. The strong logistics clearance capabilities demonstrated by this made Mike secretly shocked.

Mike, who has taken on countless employment contracts, understands this.

This financial sponsor is an incredible figure. If we hold on to him, our daughter may be saved.

(End of this chapter)