Sitting in the old-fashioned Santana, Chu Yu finally understood why the Public Affairs Security Bureau always couldn't recruit people.

It's also a special secret organization, even if you get a Wuling Chuyu, you won't complain.

This is at least three hands of broken Santana, which should have been eliminated a few years ago, except for the horn that does not sound, it is easy to fall apart after a speed bump, and the head almost hits the roof of the car.

Poor to poor, but the efficiency of the department is still very fast, after Meng Yong explained, in less than thirty minutes, all three generations of Wang Fan's ancestors were dug up.

Originally, he was going to secretly observe for a period of time before making a decision, but there was one thing in the information that attracted the attention of Chu Yu and Meng Yong.

That is, every time after nightfall, Wang Fan would drive alone to the river in the western suburbs, and stay for more than two hours.

The river in the western suburbs is rarely inhabited, and it is summer, and the mosquitoes in the wild are overwhelming, and normal people will never run there in the middle of the night.

With a net worth of more than 100 million, I don't go to nightclubs or reward female anchors in the middle of the night, but instead go to the wild to feed mosquitoes, isn't this a brain disease?

In short, Wang Fan had too many abnormal behaviors, and in the end, Meng Yong gave an order based on his intuition to bring people back first.

That is to say, this time, the monitoring mission, which was hardly too risky, was upgraded to a "capture" mission.

Although it is not possible to determine whether Wang Fan is related to the Class A incident, the risk factor has increased sharply.

However, Chu Yu did not back down, because he wanted to find an answer and figure out why Gao Xiaoxi, the little girl adopted by Wang Fan, appeared in his dream.

No matter how terrible a Class A event is, it is nowhere near as terrible as a nightmare that never ends.

In addition to Chu Yu, he was accompanied by his grandson Sun Minhui.

To be on the safe side, two cars followed a kilometer away, with a tactical support group of six people sitting in them, and of course, they were driving the same two clanging broken Santanas.

Sun Minhui is in his early forties, the most popular one in the Nangang branch, and the oldest one in addition to Meng Yong.

Although he was wearing a digital camouflage combat uniform, Sun Minhui's whole person looked sloppy.

Not to mention the scruffy beard, his hair is like a chicken nest, and he has a big bald head on his face, as if he is afraid that others will misunderstand him as a good person.

Chu Ci heard Meng Yong mention it before, saying that Lao Sun entered the Public Affairs and Security Bureau at the age of sixteen, and there were many commendations and awards, and he could be punished a lot of times, in short, he did it for more than 20 years.

Not to mention the high-risk department of the Class A incident group, even if you change to another company, you should have mentioned it a long time ago with more than 20 years of experience.

But Lao Sun has been at the forefront of the grassroots level, even if the order is down, this guy will refuse for various reasons, and no one knows the reason.

For Sun Minhui, Chu Ci has always been quite complaining.

The first is that this person has a very cheap mouth, full of harassy words, and always has to be poor when he sees female colleagues.

The second is that Lao Sun still has an old face all day long, except for Meng Yong, he can scold anyone when he sees him.

Especially when the young newcomer came, Sun Minhui's face was full of disgust, and he wanted to let the family pack up and get out of the house immediately.

As for other minor problems, there are also a lot of them, in short, Chu Yu doesn't like this person very much.

All the way out of the city, Lao Sun's mouth has never been idle, and when he sees a good car, he has to scold a few words, not to say that the sand sculpture tyrant is the second wife who is wrapped.

Chu Yu frequently looked sideways, and always felt that this guy was a bit anti-social.

Out of the city, there were fewer cars, and when he saw that there was no scolding, Lao Sun began to complain about Meng Yong.

"What kind of style does Lao Meng smoke, this dead fat man named Wang Fan is obviously abnormal. Lao Sun turned his head to look at Chu Yu, and said without yin or yang: "You are a dry hair that analyzes data, if you hang up, it's fine, don't drag Lao Tzu back when the time comes." ”

Chu Yuleng snorted: "I can take care of myself, you just take care of yourself." ”

Lao Sun was happy: "Boy, do you know why Lao Tzu hates you the most in our department?"

Chu Yu shrugged: "Because you are jealous that I am younger and more handsome than you?"

"Because only you dare to talk back to Lao Tzu. ”

Chu Yu rolled his eyes and didn't bother to answer.

Lao Sun Yin laughed: "Hehe, I will arrive at the scene in a while, if something unexpected happens, don't blame Lao Tzu for not saving him when he sees death, who makes you annoying." ”

"Look, I'll just say you're jealous of my looks. Chu Yu sneered, but muttered in his heart.

According to what he knows about Lao Sun, this bastard may really die and not be saved.

Lao Sun lit a cigarette and drove the car by himself.

After arriving in the western suburbs, the two got out of the car and ran to the river.

Chu Yu, who lowered his posture, found a very interesting phenomenon, that is, Lao Sun would always stand in front of him intentionally or unintentionally.

However, Chu Yu didn't think much about it, but his heart became more and more nervous.

After all, this is his first mission, and it must be false to say that he is not nervous.

But when the two ran to the river, they found that there was not even a ghost.

Lao Sun took out the night vision device from the combat bag, observed it for a while, and then scolded his mother.

"Don't you say that the dead fat man will appear at eleven o'clock in the evening, why don't you even see a hair. ”

Chu Yu was just about to speak, when there was a roar of an engine in the distance.

Lao Sun's face changed, and he grabbed Chu Yu's neck and got into the grass.

Looking at the light from far to near, Chu Yu's nerves all over his body tensed, and his breathing couldn't help but become more and more rapid.

After more than ten seconds, a Porsche 911 stopped by the river.

Chu Yu's heart was beating wildly.

The information is correct, the fat body in the Porsche 911 is none other than Wang Fan, a new local young rich man!

Involuntarily, Chu Yu turned his head to look at the old grandson beside him, and after looking over, he suddenly found a situation that surprised him.

Lao Sun's state at this time was like a leopard hiding in the dark watching its prey, his eyes were slightly narrowed, Chu Yu couldn't even feel his breathing, and his whole body exuded an inexplicable palpitating aura, and that ugly face no longer looked obscene.

This feeling made Chu Yu very uncomfortable.

The usual old grandson just annoyed him, but now the old grandson lying next to him made him feel an instinctive danger.

Lao Sun, who didn't squint, raised his fingers and made a silent gesture.

Chu Yu turned his head and looked at the Porsche 911 in the distance.

After a while, Wang Fan's fat body walked out of the Porsche.

Wang Fan's appearance is the same as his name, very ordinary, not handsome or ugly, and he looks like a very ordinary fat man.

After getting out of the car, Wang Fan began to sit down slowly, and finally lay on the ground in a big shape, just lying straight and straight on the ground full of sewage and mud.

After a while, the mosquitoes in the grass flew over in swarms, like an invisible baton waving, and hundreds of thousands of mosquitoes, as if they were about to force a dense phobia, all stayed in the sky above Wang Fan.

Mosquitoes gather more and more, densely packed, covering the sky and the sun.

Chu Yu was very sure that so many mosquitoes would even suck up an adult's blood in a few breaths.

But the mosquito didn't bite Wang Fan, but just hovered over his body.

Chu Yu's eyes were shocked, what kind of physique did this fat man have, he actually attracted mosquitoes like this, and what was even more strange was that these mosquitoes just circled around Wang Fan and did not bite, and they were more obedient than adult golden retrievers.

Chu Yu, who has some dense phobias, has a faint numbness in his scalp.

Wang Fan's experience is indeed incredible, but if you want to say that this fat man is related to supernatural events, there is still a lack of key evidence, but the scene in front of him undoubtedly confirms that this guy is not an "ordinary person".

Other things can be far-fetched to explain that he was lucky, but the scene in front of him is too unbelievable.

Just when Chu Yu didn't know what to do next, Lao Sun moved.

Lao Sun grabbed a small pebble beside him and threw it out, and the moment the stone was thrown out, the person also rushed out like a cheetah.

The stones fell to the ground, the mosquitoes scattered, and Wang Fan, who was lying on the ground, was frightened and suddenly startled.

But before Wang Fan got up and stood firm, Lao Sun's elbow also smashed on his face.

Wang Fan snorted, a bloody arrow spurted out of his nose, and his fat body fell to the ground.

Everything happened between the lightning and flint, and when Chu Yu ran out of the grass, Lao Sun had already tied Wang Fan's hands with plastic cable ties.

Lao Sun lit a cigarette and said, "Notify the tactical support group, the perimeter is on alert, and the target has been controlled." ”

Chu Yu was slightly disappointed.

This fat man is too weak, right?

Chu Yu took out the walkie-talkie and briefly explained a few words, and then focused his eyes on Wang Fan.

Looking at this fat, frightened and frightened man with a blood-covered face, Chu Yu's brows furrowed slightly.

I can't be mistaken, just the cowardice of this fat man, he doesn't look like a person related to supernatural events.

Wang Fan's voice was a little crying, and he looked at Lao Sun with a frightened face: "You, who are you... Why are you attacking me?"

Lao Sun squatted on the ground, puffed a puff of smoke at Wang Fan, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter who Lao Tzu is, what matters is, who are you?"

"I... My name is Wang Fan, no... A legal person of Viva Business Group. ”

"It's also a trick!" Lao Sun snorted, pulled out a three-edged military thorn from his waist, put it on Wang Fan's neck, and said coldly: "I count three, don't tell the truth, the white knife goes in, and the red knife comes out." ”

Chu Yu behind him always felt that something was wrong.

What Wang Fan showed was indeed fear, but those small eyes were a little evasive, not because of a weak heart, but because of some unknown reason.

Of course, Chu Yu knew that Lao Sun was scaring Wang Fan, because Meng Yong had confessed that he would bring people back, and they must be alive, in addition, there were also clear requirements in the action manual that the case-handling personnel were not allowed to lynch without permission after controlling the target.

Looking at the three-edged military thorn that flashed with cold light, Wang Fan's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"You, what are you going to do, don't let me go again, be careful, be careful that I call me a repressor. ”

As soon as the words fell, Chu Yu, who was standing behind Lao Sun, changed his face greatly.

As for Lao Sun, he was puzzled: "What the hell is the suppressor?"

At this time, Chu Yu looked at Wang Fan, his face was inexplicable.

Lao Sun didn't know what the repressors were, but he did.

In the dream world, there is a humanoid intelligent robot, and it also plays a role similar to that of a policeman, and the model is called the Suppressor.

Realizing that he had made a mistake, Wang Fan shouted: "No, it's not a repressor, it's a policeman, a policeman, I want to call the police." ”

"Call you uncle!" Lao Sun twitched his mouth: "What happened to the mosquitoes just now, the mosquitoes that are overwhelming?"

Twisting his fat body, Wang Fan kept shaking his head: "I don't know, I don't know what you're talking about, I don't know anything." ”

Staring at Wang Fan for a few moments, Lao Sun nodded, put away the three-edged military thorn, turned around and said, "I guess it's a reborn person for unknown reasons, bring this fat man back." ”

"That's not right!" Chu Yu crossed Lao Sun and looked directly at Wang Fan with his eyes: "You are not a reborn, but a traverser!"