"Ah...... Five rings! You're one more ring than the four rings! Yes...... Five rings! You're one less ring than the Six Rings! Fang Dalei happily hummed "The Song of the Five Rings" and drove into Kyoto.

Kyoto is really big, but the roads in Kyoto are also easy to find, and they are all boxy, so it's easy to find your destination if you get it in the right direction.

It's just that it's not that easy to get to your destination in such a big place. The roads in Kyoto are mainly ring roads, from the second ring road to the sixth ring road, a total of five rings, the shortest is 32.7 kilometers long, the closest to the city, and the second ring road to the sixth ring road together is more than 400 kilometers long.

Fang Dalei drove on the top of the Sixth Ring Road, and suddenly found a problem, that is, he didn't seem to know where the Eighth Group's station in Kyoto was.

All along, he came to Kyoto to find Gao Yanfei himself or Yao Lu, and the place of meeting was never in the Eighth Group's station, so until now, he didn't know where the Eighth Group was.

I didn't know and asked, Fang Dalei took out his mobile phone and dialed Gao Yanfei's number, but the other end of the phone prompted him that the other party had turned off the phone.

In desperation, he had to call Yao Lu's phone, but the phone also reminded him that the other party had turned off the phone.

"it, both of them are turned off, where do I have to find eight groups! You can't just ask someone on the street for directions! Why don't I call 114 to check it? Fang Dalei said speechlessly.

Kyoto is so big, and the eight groups are mysterious secret agencies, ordinary people must not know, and it is even more impossible to call 114, and the other party must think that he is a psychopath.

Fang Dalei thought about it for a while, the Ministry of State Security is stationed in the Ministry of Public Security, will the eight groups also be hidden in it? It's better to look for it somewhere, it's the worst, and you can find out the news of the eight groups in it.

Thinking of this, Fang Dalei hurriedly inserted the second ring road from the sixth ring and drove towards the Ministry of Public Security in Dongcheng District.

It's not rush hour, but traffic in Kyoto isn't always good. It took longer to drive from the Sixth Ring Road to the Second Ring Road than it took for Dalei to drive from Dongshan Province to Kyoto, and by the end of the drive, his car was almost out of gas.

Huaxia's Ministry of Public Security is located on Chang'an Avenue, the most central area of Kyoto, and the most famous diplomatic envoy in the past, Dongjiaomin Lane, is just behind the Ministry of Public Security.

When Fang Dalei drove the car to the main gate of the Ministry of Public Security, the car finally turned off because it ran out of gas.

The car was refueled once at high speed, and now it is gone, and the fuel consumption of the Mercedes-Benz off-road is really a bit scary. In fact, you can't blame Mercedes-Benz, after all, this car has a large fuel consumption, plus Fang Dalei's crazy driving style. It is already quite remarkable to be able to insist on opening to the entrance of the public security department.

As soon as Fang Dalei's car stopped stopping, an armed police officer from the Ministry of Public Security ran over and said to him: "Hello comrade, parking is not allowed here, please drive the car away quickly." ”

"My car is out of gas." Fang Dalei helplessly pointed to his oil meter and said.

"Then I'll call a tow truck to clear the trailer." The little armed police soldier said that he was also helpless, after all, he couldn't let Fang Dalei's car just cross in front of the gate of the Ministry of Public Security, it was too dazzling.

"Uh...... This one. Don't bother, you call someone to open the crossbar at the door, and I'll push the car into the department. Fang Dalei said.

"What are you kidding, it's not a parking lot. No, no. The little soldier righteously rejected Fang Dalei's request, and put a brain-dead label on his head, where did these two deficiencies come from. I actually wanted to park my car in the Ministry of Public Security.

Fang Dalei saw the appearance of the little soldier and knew that he had misunderstood, so he took out his ID and handed it to the little soldier: "I'm actually here to do something." ”

"Central Special Service Group 8? What kind of organization is this? I haven't heard of it. The little soldier took Fang Dalei's document and looked at it. Asked suspiciously.

"What? Doesn't Group Eight work in there? Fang Dalei asked.

"Of course not, this is the Ministry of Public Security." The little warrior said speechlessly.

"But isn't the Ministry of State Security also working in the Ministry of Public Security, why can't Group 8 work in it?" Fang Dalei asked puzzled.

"Please, who told you that the Ministry of State Security is working in the Ministry of Public Security?" As soon as the little soldier heard it, he knew that Fang Dalei had misunderstood, "Many local national security bureaus are in the public security bureaus, but that is just a problem left over from history, in fact, the two departments are not subordinate to each other, and it is actually normal not to work together." And I really don't know about the eight groups you mentioned, why don't you go and ask somewhere else? ”

The little soldier was standing guard at the door of the Ministry of Public Security, and he had seen a lot of various documents, Fang Dalei's certificate was genuine at first glance, not counterfeit, if it weren't for this reason, the little soldier would not be so polite to him.

It's just that he really hasn't heard of any eight groups and nine groups, which can only prove one point, that is, this eight groups is a relatively secret organization. But what he was more curious about was that Fang Dalei, as one of them, didn't even know where his organization's station was.

Fang Dalei glanced at the little soldier depressedly and said to him, "Why don't you help me ask your people?" I really can't help it, and I can't get in touch with the contact, otherwise I wouldn't have found it. ”

When the little soldier heard this, he thought for a moment and said, "Okay, then you wait here, I'll make a call." With that, he ran back to the sentry box, picked up the phone and dialed a number.

After a while, a man in a police uniform walked out, about forty years old, carrying the epaulettes of a third-class police inspector and wearing a white shirt.

"Hello, comrade, you're looking for the location of Group 8, right?" The middle-aged police superintendent said as he returned Fang Dalei's certificate, which was handed to him by the little soldier.

"That's right, it's me, do you know where the eight groups are located? I contacted my colleague, but the phone couldn't be connected, and I was based in Nandu, so I didn't know much about the situation here. Fang Dalei explained.

"That's right, we don't know about the eight groups, but we did contact your colleague, he heard about your situation, and he will come to pick you up immediately, or will you come to our department to sit down? I'll call someone to help you get into the department first, and I'll call them to help you get some gasoline later. The middle-aged police superintendent said politely.

"So? Okay, then I'll go inside and wait, but this car won't bother you, I'll just come by myself. As he spoke, Fang Dalei put one hand under the rear bumper of the car, lifted the car, and dragged the car into the gate of the Ministry of Public Security with two wheels on the ground. (To be continued......)