District 9

The military intelligence personnel under Ke Hua in District 7, plus Xiao Qinglong, Xiao Baihu, Xiao Zhao, Xin Lei, Guang Ming, and Lao Wei, totaled forty members, and these people were completely lost in the battle at the villa. twelve.

What is military merit? Simply looking at this matter, military merit means that the people below are risking their lives, and the people above are waiting to be rewarded, such as Ke Hua, Wang Hai, etc.

After everyone evacuated to the outside of Yi City by car as planned, they changed cars again and rushed directly to a small civilian port around the fifth district.

Rogge's identity is very important, and he must have a very close political relationship with District Five, so after he was kidnapped, many military intelligence personnel and police were mobilized to investigate. However, there is no special zone wall in the fifth district, and the ability to control outside the district is slightly weaker. Therefore, once people leave the main city, trying to catch them is no different from finding a needle in a haystack.

Ke Hua led everyone and sneaked into the vicinity of the small civilian port. Relying on the local responders arranged by the upper management, he temporarily found the hiding place.

After the guys stayed here for a day, they boarded a small fishing boat around twelve o'clock the next night and left quickly.

…

Late at night, on the misty sea, the little white tiger was sitting on the deck, drinking white wine and eating salted fish. He turned to look at Old Wei and said, "You said... are you a bit tigerish? Damn it... I said it all. ...I'm going to die, why do you have to come back to save me? You can't leave even if you're not afraid?!"

Lao Wei is a little older than Xiao Zhao and others, and he speaks very straightforwardly: "You are more important and cannot die... I will protect you whenever I have the chance."

"Crazy. How much does the Sichuan government pay you per month? Why are you so desperate?" Little White Tiger rolled his eyes.

Old Wei turned around and looked around: "Be careful what you say, so that no one can overhear you."

"...I just don't understand you. This life is yours, why don't you care?" Little White Tiger couldn't figure it out. He sat on the deck and shook his head and muttered: "...You don't want to leave if you have the chance. I I wanted to leave, but there was no chance, it was painful."

"Are you concerned?" Old Wei asked.

The little white tiger thought for a moment and replied softly: "I have a wife and children waiting for me, Mad, if I hadn't been caught... I might have saved a lot of money now and live a life like a fairy outside the area. "

Lao Wei looked at him and said nothing more. He just patted him on the shoulder and said softly: "Then find a way to do the remaining things well, retire with success, and live the life you want."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for that day." Little White Tiger sighed and said; "Going back to Damn Summer Island... I think it's no different from entering the crematorium on your own initiative."

"Then let's get drunk today if we have wine." Old Wei pointed at the other party's wine bottle: "Give me a sip."

"Yes, let's get drunk today if we have wine." Little White Tiger reached out and threw the wine bottle over, lying on the deck blown by the cold wind, staring at the dark sky in a daze. Maybe this old dog b also thinks of his wife and lovely children.

…

Inside the toilet of a fishing boat.

Xiao Qinglong had a cigarette in his mouth, lowered his head and was using his mobile phone to communicate with the Eighth District.

This is risky, because the ship is a confined space. Once Ke Hua's people notice something, they will definitely be cold in an instant. But Xiao Qinglong didn't have much choice, because after crossing the inland sea, there was no signal on the outer sea. By then, they would really be cut off from the Eighth District.

"Boom!"

While Xiao Qinglong was frantically outputting information, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

"I, Wang Hai! How long have you been squatting for? Can you hurry up? I have diarrhea!"

"Right away, just wipe your butt and come out." Xiao Qinglong replied, immediately turned off the phone and took out his special card.

…

District 8, Military Intelligence.

Fu Zhen walked into Ma Laoer's office and said solemnly: "Bureau chief, Xiao Qinglong and the others have stepped on the line."

"What line?" Ma Laoer raised his head and asked.

"It's a big, big line." Fu Zhen looked at Ma Laoer and said, "Xiao Qinglong has reported back that they have captured the wealthy businessman named Rogge and have boarded the ship and left the fifth district."

"Then what?"

"After Rogge was arrested, he had a conversation with Ke Hua. Xiao Qinglong spied on part of the information about their conversation." Fu Zhen continued: "Rogge asked Ke Hua...if they arrested him because of the rare resources in the fourth district. There are relationships."

"What rare resources?" Ma Laoer asked puzzledly.

"This little Qinglong didn't hear it, because when Ke Hua and Rogge were talking, other people were not allowed to be present." Fu Zhen frowned and said, "But the little Qinglong said... Rogge repeatedly mentioned a place name, that is Ar Waihai. Alas, his English is not very good, so he only remembers this."

"Scarce resources? Damn it, what kind of scarce resources can there be in the fourth district?" Ma Laoer's curiosity was also aroused.

"It must be very critical, and it must be of great help to the Zhou clique." Fu Zhen rarely became more politically acumen, and he said with a bit of nerve: "Perhaps it was not the Zhou clique who decided to kidnap him, but maybe It was ordered by EU 1. Hey, by the way, isn’t it an election year in EU 1 recently? Could Rogge’s arrest have anything to do with this?”

When Ma Laoer heard this, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he reached out and patted Fu Zhen's head: "Damn it, you still have some room for development in your brain."

"...If I were not sick, I would be the Hawking of the three major districts!" Fu Zhen replied proudly.

Ma Laoer blinked: "No, I have to report this to the commander. I also feel that Xiao Qinglong and the others have stepped on a serious line."

"...We have trained him for more than two years, and our efforts have finally been in vain." Fu Zhen bared his teeth and said to Ma Laoer: "How about it, the plan I proposed at the beginning is reliable!"

"I have something to do with you. Isn't that Lao Zhan's strategy?"

"Isn't he one of mine? Isn't his credit my credit?!" Fu Zhenxiu said shamelessly.

"Thanks to Lao Zhan's IQ, you are here." After Ma Lao Er sighed, he suddenly asked again: "Oh, by the way, Ke Hua and the others tied him up, then I'll let Xiao Qinglong find an opportunity. Did he take the photos?”

"The male secretary's? It was taken and has been sent over."

"Print it for me quickly."

"Secretary, why are you so concerned?" Fu Zhen was a little confused.

"He looks familiar to me." Ma Laoer replied.

Ten minutes later, the photo of the Chinese male secretary next to Rogge was printed out. After Ma Laoer took a look at it, his expression was as if he had been fertilized, and he said in shock: "Fuck, is it him?!"

The man in the photo is none other than Zhao Baobao, an old friend of Songjiang who has officially disappeared for a long time, and the old Puke whose online name is never home!