super agent system

() Ye Zeming knows that there are definitely more than these few guards in this villa, and the number of enemies in the basement is unknown, and after he alarms the two people in the backyard, they should immediately sound the alarm, and he must rush Get rid of these two before the alarm goes off, and then kill any other guards who may appear outside the courtyard.

As expected, one of the two guards in the backyard shot at him while the other ran to the left.Ye Zeming rolled on the spot and knelt on the ground with one knee. First, he raised his gun and killed the guard who was going to sound the alarm, then turned the gun to another guard and pulled the trigger.

While his bullet pierced the enemy's throat, he was also shot in the stomach, but was blocked by the body armor.

This shot hit Ye Zeming like an old punch. He didn't care about the pain and rushed outside the villa. Sure enough, two other guards were rushing towards the police alarm. Ye Zeming immediately rushed the one on the left to the police. The enemy with the alarm was killed, and he was shot twice in the back before turning around and finishing the enemy behind him.

"Oh, it's so damn good, I'm going to be scolded by our baby girl again." Ye Zeming rubbed the place on his back where he was shot, and said cursingly, took off the outer bulletproof vest, and switched his clothes to work clothes. . .

The next step is to check the final basement. There are no guards below, only a few technicians. Ye Zeming quickly dealt with them, obtained the complete surveillance video from the computer, and then went outside.Next, just find a way to get out of here.

But Ye Zeming didn't intend to waste that time and go back the same way, he had a better way to leave.

After climbing to the top of one of the guard posts.Ye Zeming took out a weapon similar to a rocket launcher from his back, opened the scope and pointed it at a signal tower outside the military base, and pressed the launch button.

"Swoosh!" With a soft sound, a steel cable was shot out from the rocket launcher, and it was firmly nailed to the high tower far away. Then Ye Zeming took off the end of the rocket launcher and nailed it to the sentry post. He took out a remote control from his arms and pressed it, and soon a warehouse on the outer ring of the military base caught fire.

Taking advantage of the focus of everyone in the military base on fighting the fire, Ye Zeming grabbed both ends of the bazooka.Two handles were pulled out.Then it slid all the way out.The black suit was very concealed under the shroud of night, and most of the people were helping to put out the fire, so no one noticed his figure passing silently in mid-air.

After staying on the outer high tower, Ye Zeming took off the hook lock.Pressed another button on the bazooka.The hook lock left on the sentry post was released immediately. "Zhi Liu!" It was retracted into the bazooka.Ye Zeming took off the bazooka and put it back behind his back, climbed on the signal tower and slowly climbed down, patted his crumpled clothes: "You're done."

When Ye Zeming returned to the Miami police station.It was past twelve o'clock, and even though it took more than an hour, when Ye Zeming put the USB flash drive containing the surveillance video on the desk of the Bastan superintendent, the other party still looked very surprised.

"I heard that although Tristrium's research institute is not the most heavily defended place in the world, it is definitely at the level of a regular military base..." the tall and handsome police officer asked in disbelief.

"Stop talking nonsense, there are still people waiting for me to buy supper and go home." Ye Zeming said impatiently, and inserted the USB flash drive into the computer in the police station, "so hurry up."

Judging from the surveillance video Ye Zeming got back, the crime scene was not directly photographed in the Trisrim branch where the incident occurred. The strange thing is that no one except the victim was photographed on the surveillance video...

"How the hell is this possible!?" Bastan asked incredulously, "Is it still a hell?"

"It's not surprising. If you have experience, it's not difficult to avoid those cameras, but the problem is..." Ye Zeming pondered, and pressed the computer to call out the video at the entrance of the Trisriem branch: "Look, from the beginning In the end, no one went in the door except the victim, and no one came out."

"You think it's haunted too?!" Bastan asked excitedly as he slapped the table.

Charlotte looked at the big man, raised his eyebrows and said, "Of course it's not hell, there are two possibilities: first, the murderer may have entered the building by abnormal means, like my partner, he can use his bare hands Climb up a 100-storey skyscraper, but this is a rare case; is it normal, the murderer is someone in the company."

"That's right, he didn't come out at night after he went in, so that makes sense? In addition, he is so familiar with the movement of the monitor's field of view, I think he is probably one of the security personnel." Ye Zeming said while crossing his arms.

"Well..." Bastan suddenly became embarrassed, turned to his subordinates to cover up and shouted: "What are you waiting for, why don't you hurry up and transfer all the staff of the serious crime team over, and get ready for a meeting!"

After the personnel assembled, Ye Zeming and Charlotte stood in front of the whiteboard, looked at the detectives sitting neatly in front of them like elementary school students, and began to talk.

"Based on the current investigation and my further research, the murderer's profile is as follows." Charlotte cleared her throat and started, "About 36 to 45 years old, white male, with a strong build , has a firm belief, is a Catholic, usually treats people kindly and helpfully, does not have any communication barriers, and has a harmonious family, but may have a certain history of violence. The victim should be a person who disrespects religion and should have retired in recent years .”

Ye Zeming also continued the conversation: "From the perspective of the victim's wound and the angle of entry, the murderer is about 1.8 meters 1.8 to [-] meters [-]. He can use both left and right hands, but he is more inclined to be left-handed and has a strong melee combat ability. And tracking and anti-tracking capabilities, it is speculated that he should belong to the former Marine Corps."

"In addition, the murderer may have undergone major life changes recently. Either he lost his wife or a child, or he or his relatives recovered from a terminal illness, which led to his devout faith to the point of fanaticism. He believed that he was a messenger of God. Help God get rid of those sinners." Charlotte finally concluded, "Okay, ladies and gentlemen, let's get to work."

But at this time, all the people below looked at them in a daze, not moving a muscle.Charlotte spread her hands and asked with a smile, "Do you have any questions?"

"This is ridiculous..." A black police officer frowned and said, "I mean, even if this is a profile, it's too detailed? It's almost as if you know the murderer."

"That's right, it's hard to confirm the target with such a detailed profile. Do I have to meet all the conditions? Or is it enough to only meet most of them?" Another person also asked, the purpose of the profile is to give a general outline, and then include all eligible suspects in it, and gradually exclude them, but with the profile of Ye Zeming and Charlotte...

To put it bluntly, with this profile, the only information missing for the suspect is his name and appearance.

"Well..." Charlotte smiled cheerfully, shrugging her shoulders: "You can decide for yourself, but I believe that one of your suspects must be exactly the same as the profile we showed."

So the police officers got busy and listed all the security personnel in the branch company. Since the profiling conditions were too detailed, it took only half an hour for the prisoner's appearance and name to surface.

"Anmaier Quinn, former member of the Marine Corps..." Superintendent Bastan had a helpless expression on his face.

Charlotte looked at the information on the screen and muttered to herself: "Well, 37 years old, retired three years ago, wife and daughter died in a car accident two years ago... oh, this is really... really that's too regretful."

"Hmph? He is always kind to others, and he must go to church every Saturday and weekend. He is a good man in the eyes of his neighbors." Ye Zeming continued, "A year ago, I had a conflict with a playboy in church and severely injured him... Oh, this playboy disappeared in the end, and he hasn’t been found yet, only bones are left.”

Charlotte spread her hands happily and said with a smile: "Okay, it seems that we already have a suspect, so we can arrest and interrogate them? Do you need our help?"

Bastan glared at him viciously, and replied, "Thanks, we can handle it!"

After finishing speaking, Bastan shouted to his police officers: "Get your equipment ready and get ready to go!"

Since the Miami police said so, of course Ye Zeming would not ask for trouble, and let these guys do something practical anyway.So he stretched his neck and said, "Since this is the case, do you mind if I go back first? To be honest, I have traveled by plane for more than ten hours, and sneaked into the head office of Tristram. I am really tired now."

Saying that, Ye Zeming waved his hand and said goodbye, strolled around outside, bought a late-night snack and rushed back to the seaside apartment, while calling the apartment phone to ask about the situation, but no one answered for a long time.An ominous premonition floated in Ye Zeming's heart: Are they all asleep?But at least Tang Jingyi and Qiao Muyu should get up to pick them up...

Thinking of this, Ye Zeming speeded up and drove towards the beach villa. Just when the car was in front of the villa, Ye Zeming realized that the atmosphere of the villa was not right: the lights were still on at such a late hour, and there was a strange car parked at the door.

Ye Zeming hurried into the seaside apartment to have a look, and his heart skipped a beat: all four of them were gone, their luggage was still there, and there were still some unfinished snacks on the scene.

"Damn! How is this possible..." Ye Zeming cursed angrily in his heart. At this time, there was a soft sound behind him. Ye Zeming took out the pitch-black teeth from his arms like lightning, turned around and shouted: "Who is in the kitchen?" Li!?" (To be continued.)