This time, the Imperial Capital Arrest Bureau showed extremely high efficiency, Zhang Qingyang and the others had just arrived at the entrance to enter the valley, and the personnel of the Twelfth Bureau were already in place, but they were blocked by a group of murderous people and could not enter.

"What's the situation?"

Zhang Qingyang was confused, how could he look at the expressions and tones of the headhunters, as if they were discussing with the people who stopped them?

Li Beihai was born with a lot of knowledge, and the corners of his mouth glanced at him with disdain: "What else can it be, it's nothing more than some city fox society rats, who think that with a little bit of connections and force, they can occupy the mountain as the king and claim to be the overlord." Actually, hehe, it's all a group of deflated three. ”

Zhang Qingyang understood, co-authoring is a group of fish and meat in the country, and it seems that the imperial capital is not a clean place.

He immediately remembered the Liao Hu and Liao Bao brothers, and a disgusted expression appeared on his face.

Zhao Feiyu leaned over and whispered: "These people don't know the current affairs, and they will soon see what is called capriciousness." They think that by maintaining a good relationship with the bureaucrats in charge of the bureaucracy, they can ensure that they are safe and sound, but in fact, they do not take them to heart at all, and give up when necessary. ”

Zhang Qingyang glanced at her in amazement, he didn't expect that Zhao Feiyu was the same age as him, and he didn't look gloomy on weekdays, but he had to come into contact with these things early in the morning.

Feeling Zhang Qingyang's eyes, Zhao Feiyu's face turned red and said softly: "The big family is like this, I will tell you slowly when I have time in the future." ”

Zhang Qingyang nodded.

Then he pricked up his ears to listen to the negotiations there, and paid attention to the movements in the valley.

The breath he sensed and grasped had already merged into it like a hundred rivers converging into the sea at this time, and he let go of the bridge of the mind and extended to the inner layer, and immediately discovered thousands of similar individual existences!

Could it be that the whole valley has been taken over by that kind of guy?

Zhang Qingyang thought about it, it shouldn't be, it is very likely that as Li Beihai said, too many people living in it have been mixed with that kind of guy for a long time, and they are connected to each other as a whole that does not distinguish between you and me, and if you want to find the real culprit, it is as troublesome as finding a unique gravel in a pile of sand.

The Arrest Bureau is obviously more familiar with the style of those guys, on the one hand, it negotiates with blocking the door, and at the same time disperses its manpower to set up cards at various intersections around it, and the players and masters from the four major academies are divided into four teams to follow and deploy in place, just waiting for an order to attack inward.

Such a deployment is more secure, but it inevitably runs the risk of the target taking advantage of the opportunity to escape.

You must know that the imperial capital has a population of tens of millions, and countless garbage is produced every day, most of which is transported here for centralized processing. Sorting, stacking, recycling, reselling, crushing and destroying, tens of thousands of garbage disposal personnel go in and out here, garbage is piled up into countless large and small hills, and some unusable garbage is crushed and compressed into bricks, and then landfilled into underground abandoned fortifications.

For hundreds of years, it was hard for outsiders to imagine what had become of the inside.

And the people who have lived here for many years have been implicated in countless illegal activities, and it is too easy to find an unknown escape route.

Therefore, there is not much time left for the pursuers.

Zhang Qingyang was a little anxious, but in the current situation, it was not his turn to come out, and Vice Principal Qu patiently waited for the results of the twelfth game to be negotiated.

Obviously, the gang of fierce gods blocking the road are used to being vicious and arrogant, completely ignoring the rhetoric of the head catcher, and rudely and directly refusing the team to enter the search.

As he was at a stalemate, suddenly an engine screamed from far and near, and a burly black figure fell from the sky and fell to the ground with a bang, revealing a fierce mecha.

The nameplate on the chest of the mecha marked the identity, and the personnel of the seventh bureau who pursued here first immediately saluted: "Director!"

The mecha helmet mask turned transparent, and the faint light illuminated Director Song Yuming's stereotyped face.

He bowed his head slightly expressionlessly: "What's the situation?"

"The Twelfth Bureau has taken over the command, isn't this negotiating with those landlords. ”

Song Yuming glanced at the bayonet lightly, and asked again, "Did our people go in?"

"The special investigation team has infiltrated, but the situation inside is too complicated, and it is difficult to find the specific hiding location of the real murderer for the time being. ”

"Good. ”

Director Song left his own people and strode to the bayonet.

The head catcher of the twelfth bureau squeezed out a smiling face to salute, and only then did he want to explain a few words, but Song Yuming pulled him aside, walked straight to the strong man blocking the road, looked at him coldly, and asked in a deep voice: "Where is your boss?"

The strong man's instinctive fear of the mecha, and when he heard others call Song Yuming's identity, his body trembled, and he stiffened his neck and shouted: "It's useless for you to be the director, this is not the jurisdiction of your seventh bureau......"

Before he finished speaking, Song Yuming grabbed his neck violently, and with a "snap" slap, the strong man's head was deflected ninety degrees, almost breaking his neck, and several back molars spurted out with blood, and the cheeks were immediately congested and swollen eyelids couldn't be opened.

"I'll ask one last time, where is your boss?"

The strong man was stunned, how many years has he been rampant here, and the first time he was whipped like a sandbag, it was ......

He wanted to be tough, but unfortunately he couldn't get up, and he spat out vaguely: "Our boss is Tian Qingjian, and he is in the teahouse inside." ”

Director Song threw it seven or eight meters away, smashed it into the drainage ditch like a dead pig, and stared at the other ground snakes that were scared into quails, and shouted: "Lead the way!"

"Yes, yes!"

The little people are the most rudder, and the heroes don't suffer immediate losses, let alone bow to a menacing bureau chief.

A few guys obediently led the way, Director Song took the lead, and the rest immediately followed.

The head catcher of the twelfth bureau smiled awkwardly, watched them rush in, and then turned around and whispered to his subordinates to report the situation quickly, and when everything was explained, a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

The dominance of the trouble is handed over, and it is not his responsibility for anything to happen in the back.

Zhang Qingyang and the others followed closely, listening to the continuous updates of the personnel of the seventh game, and the other bayonets learned that they had made a breakthrough here, and they also broke through one after another to open the obstacles and break in strongly.

Walking inside, Zhang Qingyang found that this place is really big!

The width is at least one kilometer, relying on the undulations of the mountains from high slopes to flat land, and then to deep valleys, forming a three-stage cascade descending garbage treatment system.

Trucks from all over the city lead to the upper floor through tunnels and overpasses, sorting and piling up in the middle floor, processing in the lower floor, burying and burning in the ground, the criss-crossing overall structure looks very organized, but a closer look reveals that the middle is truncated by countless abrupt courtyard warehouses.

These discordant bumps are the nests of those city fox society rats.