Chapter 112: The Truth

"There was a short exchange of fire outside, it sounded like there were three people at most, and there was no major conflict. After listening carefully, Gu Miqing no longer paid attention to the movement outside, and sat next to Xuanlin.

"How many layers of nets are here, can you get it?" Gu Miqing asked.

"Of course. Xuan Lin smiled confidently, and after opening the notebook, he quickly entered instructions on the keyboard with his hand: "I have touched the communication base station with Lao Hang, and there are several hidden base stations, I also captured it." ”

Soon, he pointed to the screen: "The network of the reporter station is done." ”

Click.

Xuan Lin tapped the keyboard twice, and a string of blue code names appeared on the screen.

"There are currently seven people in the reporter station, and there are three open notebooks, two of which do not use the network of the reporter station, but the hidden base station network that comes with it, but I have infiltrated it, which one do you want to see?" Xuan Lin said.

The speed made Gu Miqing a little hard to believe, although she knew that Xuanlin, the famous Zero boss of the Matrix, was unique in this regard, but when she really saw it for the first time, she still felt unbelievable.

A smile appeared on Gu Miqing's face, and he made great efforts to invite Xuanlin to join the organization, and sure enough, it was right.

"Is the Scork next door on?" Gu Miqing locked on to Scorke, although she didn't shake hands with Scorke, she didn't feel the thick cocoon that he only had when he played with guns in his palms, but the tough guy aura on this reporter was too heavy, so heavy that he didn't look like a reporter.

After Xuan Lin's hand tapped on the keyboard, he frowned: "He doesn't have the Internet now." ”

"When he sleeps, I go in and touch it, rest assured, even if I take off his underwear, he won't wake up. The old man came out with his stomach clutched, although his face was full of tiredness, and his tone was not small.

After a while, Yan Jiucheng also walked in, and the room on Lao Hang's side was checked.

"Divide the work. Yan Jiucheng made it to the table: "Our task tonight is to install bugs in every room and find out the situation of everyone in the press station now." All rooms, whether people or not, should be scanned. ”

As he spoke, Yan Jiucheng pointed out the window: "Along the perimeter of the reporter's station, especially the front door and back door, you have to sweep it once." ”

If there are spies, the other side will definitely lay out in these places.

Several people nodded, stood up and prepared to start work, and suddenly heard a gentle sound of opening the door next door, Yan Jiucheng immediately pasted the perspective device to the wooden door, looked out, and could vaguely see a man in a black jacket and a steel helmet running downstairs.

"Shorer. Yan Jiucheng said, took out the pistol he had just gotten from his waist and held it in his hand, put his hand on the doorknob and looked at Lao Hang: "While he is not there, you go to his room first to find out, remember, the bugging device must be hidden." ”

Lao Hang didn't say anything, just stretched out his hand and pulled the tendons. Not to mention that there is no one in the room, even if there is someone, it will not be difficult for the big thief to hang it

"Let's go. Gu Miqing followed, stretched out her hand to take the gun from Yan Jiucheng's hand, in her concept, she was the strongest among these people in terms of fighting and marksmanship, and it was the most natural for her to hold the gun.

Who knew that Yan Jiucheng raised his hand and took a step back, the other person was already tall, and Gu Miqing pounced on it.

"No, I'll go. Although Gu Miqing's voice was very low, it was stubborn, and she stretched out her hand: "Give me the gun." ”

"It's an order. Yan Jiucheng didn't look at her.

"You fight, your marksmanship is far inferior to mine!" Gu Miqing did not back down, stepped forward and snatched the gun from Yan Jiucheng's hand, and then bent down very handsomely and took out a hat from the box and put it on his head: "Put on a hat, who can see that I am a woman?"

All I could hear was the sound of the iron door opening below.

The reporter's station is an old building, and there is an iron door at the gate, which is generally open during the day, and only at night will the iron door be closed, and it will be locked with a lock.

"It's an order. Yan Jiucheng suddenly changed, he just looked at Gu Miqing like this, his tone was not high, and his speed of speech was also very slow, but he reiterated very seriously: "Gu Miqing, have you forgotten that I am the captain?"

This sentence made Gu Miqing's face flush all of a sudden, and she wanted to say something.

"I have this, do you have it? You can kill him at most, and I can serve a nest with me. Yan Jiucheng pointed to his head, and then glanced at a few people: "Let's all work, the time to sweep the building is controlled within fifteen minutes, and then go back to each room." ”

After speaking, Yan Jiucheng opened the door and followed.

Although Gu Miqing was anxious, he was powerless to refute, first, he was indeed the captain, and second, Yan Jiucheng's brain stored a large number of spy and agent information that others did not have.

This is also the reason why the organization needs Yan Jiucheng, his talent is unmatched.

It's just too dangerous, a person who doesn't fight well, once he is discovered by Shore, the consequences are unimaginable.

"Don't worry, since he can come out of such a bad place as the gate of hell, it can be seen that in this industry, his brain is better than fighting. Lao Hang was not so nervous, he then flashed out of the door, with the black leather gloves he used to wear, this leather gloves are a little old, but he has followed Lao Hang for many years, and Lao Hang feels comfortable wearing them.

Gu Miqing collected his thoughts and glanced at Xuan Lin: "I'll go to the monitor, you pay attention to the search." ”

Xuan Lin nodded.

Gu Miqing took the dagger in his hand and quickly flashed out.

The moon came out and joined Gu Miqing's team for the first time to work together, and it was also the first time they acted separately in the war zone, everything was unknown, and all this also made Yan Jiucheng, who was following behind Xiao Erke, feel excited.

There is no fear, no worry, Yan Jiucheng is very clear about what he wants to do, he is like this, as long as he is sure of something, he is fearless and brave to move forward.

It's just that what he doesn't know is that the owner of the gun in his hand, the young man, has just died, and the danger here is beyond the imagination of Yan Jiucheng, who has just arrived.

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The old man chewed gum and walked to the door of Shoreke's room without stopping, he walked straight to the opposite side, spit out the gum to block the cat's eye, and then turned back to the door of Shoreke's room.

It's like opening your own door.

Even faster than Scholke could open the door with the key himself, he just used a small wire to put it in, then twisted open the door and dodged in.

When he entered the door, Lao Hang glanced at the doorknob, and there was no fingerprint collection potion commonly used by spies on the doorknob.

Looking at the curtains, pressing the scanner, and not seeing any equipment used by the spy.

There are many photos of the war zone hanging on the wall, most of them are photos of the war scene, there are children, there are wounded, and some names and place names are densely written, and Lao Hang took out his mobile phone and took pictures.

At the top of these photographs is a line that reads: If you can't stop the war, then you tell the world the truth about it.

It seems that this is the room of a normal war correspondent, and it is very faithful.

Suddenly, the old hanger was stunned, and he noticed that there was a particularly familiar photo on the other side wall, a man wearing a steel helmet, open goggles, and a pair of smiling eyes.

Lao Hang thought hard, why is this young man so familiar?

He hurriedly filmed it, and the moment he took it, he suddenly recognized: Isn't this the boy who just lent us a gun? What......

Why is the photo of this teenager placed in the middle, in the middle of the English that Lao Hang, who can't understand densely filled with names and relationships?

[The state is not good, I want to think about it, so more than two thousand words, I don't want any chapters to be bad, everyone forgive me. ] 】