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Yaonis stared at the surveillance video for a long time, and the figure in the picture only flashed for more than ten seconds in the process of getting into the car, jumping out of the car, and escaping. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info He was wearing a set of sportswear with a hood, and he couldn't see his appearance at all, so he could only guess that he was about 178 cm tall, and he shouldn't be too old, otherwise he wouldn't have such agile skills and reflexes.

At this moment, an officer knocked on the door, saluted, and began to report to Ionis the results of the investigation into the mall hijacking.

"We found a total of 50 high-explosive-explosive bombs in the mall, which could not be installed in a day or two, so we focused on the staff inside the mall to investigate, and finally locked down these three people."

On the virtual screen in front of Yaonis, images and identity information of the three people appeared. One of them was using a temporary identity card, while the other two were forgeries.

Aonis's gaze lingered on the red-haired man's image for a moment, then rejected. The guide who caught a glimpse of the mall at the time was also red-haired, but he didn't believe that his guide would be the gloomy man in front of him.

He subconsciously glanced at his name: "Cell", but since it was a fake identity, this name was not worth investigating.

"After the hijacking, all three people disappeared, and the head issued a Class A wanted warrant, and I believe that there will be good news soon."

Yaonis mused: "Those terrorists have blocked the mall for three or four hours, and have already achieved the purpose of delaying and creating panic, why are they delaying the detonation-bomb? ”

"Maybe it's because we came out at the right time?"

Aionis glanced at him: "Planning such a terrorist attack that shocked the world, just failed because he didn't calculate the timing correctly?" ”

His gaze looked at the three people on the screen again: "If Nei Ying is one of them, then there must have been a detonator hidden in this person at that time, but I don't know why he didn't detonate it." ”

The officer's face changed slightly: "If that's the case, then ......"

After the terrorists were brought under control, many people let their guard down, and if the bomb was detonated at this time, the number of casualties would definitely double.

Thinking of this, the officer only felt a chill down his spine, and he was afraid for a while. This kind of completely fatal terrorist attack is the most troublesome, because there is no way to predict it in advance and prevent it in time. The incident was indeed resolved too easily, and the terrorists should have detonated the bomb an hour or two earlier if they had not made a follow-up move.

At this moment, the captain of the guard in charge of investigating the sniper incident last night came to report on the progress of the investigation.

The officer was about to retire, but was stopped by the captain of the guard: "Captain Ivey, I think you should stay." ”

The officer gave him a strange look, and then, after receiving a glance from Aonis, stood silent.

"Based on the traces at the scene, we preliminarily believe that the person who attacked the mysterious passenger is in the same group as the terrorists who hijacked the mall a few days ago." The first words of the captain of the guard surprised Yaonis and Ivey.

The captain continued: "The weapons they use are very similar in type and ammunition composition, and they are brutal and act quickly, leaving few clues to trace and investigate. ”

"What about the identity of the passenger?" Yaonis asked.

The captain of the guard called up several documents and said while displaying: "According to the fingerprints taken from the car, the life trajectory of this passenger has not been found. We estimate that this person should hide his whereabouts for many years and rarely use devices that require fingerprint verification. ”

Yaonis frowned, did not speak, and continued to wait for the following.

"However," the captain of the guard pulled out another document, "we found information about the owner of the fingerprint in a diagnosis report from the hospital ten years ago." ”

"A diagnosis report from ten years ago?"

"Yes." The captain of the guard put the report on the screen and said with an angry face, "The subject of this report is a ten-year-old boy named 'Sido'. He was abused by his biological father, and when he was taken to the hospital, he had almost stopped breathing, and only after emergency rescue was saved his life. During the treatment process, the hospital found that in addition to new injuries, the boy also had many old injuries, which were obviously the result of long-term abuse. They kept the evidence, filed a complaint with the Children's Protection Association, and sent the child's father to prison. ”

Yaonis looked at the shocking scars on the boy in the photo, tightened his fists, and asked in a deep voice: "My country has a strict law on the protection of minors, why does no one pay attention to this child's long-term abuse?" ”

The captain of the guard replied, "Because his beastly father did not take him to the hospital for treatment after every beating." The reason why he was able to keep a record this time was because the child was almost killed by him. ”

"Bastard!" Ivey, who had been silent, couldn't help but scold.

Yaonis's face was also gloomy, and he asked, "What happened to the child?" ”

"After the appeal was successful, the child was sent to a welfare home, where he lived until he was 15 years old, and then disappeared."

"Missing?" Ionis frowned.

The captain of the guard sighed: "When he was 14 years old, his father was released, and I guess he left the welfare home to avoid that person, and he has been incognito ever since. That's all I can find. ”

Disappeared at the age of fifteen, in his early twenties, and how did he survive six or seven years of displacement and fear?

Aionis felt inexplicably sorry and angry. Did that man grow up in this twisted environment? He was a guide, and he was supposed to live a life of food and clothing, enjoying the treatment of an aristocracy. Now he can only hide in a dark corner, ready to guard against the persecution of others.

"Where is his father now?" Yaonis asked expressionlessly, a faint murderous aura emanating from his body.

"Two years ago, I had my legs cut off because of my debts, and I died soon after."

"Well deserved!" Ivy snorted.

"Keep looking for his tracks." "I guess he may have information against the terrorists, so he was attacked." ”

The captain of the guard looked at Aounis and said, "I'm afraid we need the help of adults. Sido is too well hidden, and he must use the A-level authority of an adult to query the fingerprint database of the State Information Center. ”

This fingerprint database is bound to the identity card, and ordinary people do not need to use the State Information Center for fingerprint inquiry, because today's life, entertainment, and work are inseparable from fingerprints, and unless they are far away from high technology, it is difficult to erase their activities in public. But Sido did, and he may have been living a life of isolation, using only anonymous shopping cards to make purchases and not participating in various social activities.

His way of life, in the highly technologically developed Tajikistan country, is simply unimaginably boring and primitive.

Of course, if you fake your identity, you can get away with it in a short period of time, but security surveillance will scan everyone's identity on a regular basis. If the fingerprint and identity do not match, it will be found out quickly.

Identity information, which can still be forged using hacking techniques, is also only applicable to low-level identity cards, and those who hold such identity cards can only apply for the most ordinary jobs, and they do not receive any benefits and guarantees. On the other hand, there will naturally not be a very strict supervision system.

However, although it is a low-level identity card, his fingerprint information will also be entered into the State Information Center.

"Give me three days." Aionis did not hesitate to agree. To inquire about the information of the State Information Center, it must be above A-level authority, and it must be reviewed, and three days is already the fastest speed.

Three days later, Shang Ke's current identity was finally revealed. He used his real name "Shang Ke", he was twenty-two years old, and the photo showed him after his makeover, and despite the big changes, Yaonis and the others recognized him as one of the three staff members who disappeared from the mall.

"If our speculation is correct, then it is understandable that he will be sniped by terrorists." Ivy said solemnly, "Because he temporarily abandoned the plan, it is tantamount to betraying the organization." ”

"Don't jump to conclusions just yet." Yaonis looked at the red-haired man on the screen, his brows furrowed, he didn't know whether he was disappointed or depressed, and suddenly lost interest in continuing his pursuit, "Let's find someone first." ”

As Shang Ke's identity was revealed, the anti-political alliance also received information. Next, he couldn't find a job, couldn't go to the hospital, couldn't casually reveal his appearance, and only had more than 100,000 points left on his anonymous shopping card, and he couldn't last three months no matter how frugal he was. Every day, he lives in seclusion, like a spy, and maintains a high level of vigilance 24 hours a day.

On the one hand, there is an A-level wanted warrant issued by the state, on the other hand, the anti-political alliance is eyeing it, and it is also facing the bitter situation of running out of ammunition and food.

While Shang Ke was still thinking about countermeasures, the second assassination quietly came.

The style of the anti-political coalition is to rather kill by mistake than let go, and it does not care about the life and death of passers-by.

On a beautiful evening, Shang Ke's door was knocked, and the little brother with the takeaway in his hand stood outside the door with a smile.

Shang Ke was about to open the door when the waves of the spiritual body came from a dangerous signal again.

Without saying a word, he picked up his backpack and was about to jump from the window, but as soon as one foot stepped over the ledge, he was swept away by the exploding air behind him, and slammed straight into the opposite wall. There is a row of metal lamps on the wall, and the lamp holder is a complex pattern, with a very sharp barb at the edge, once it hits, it will definitely pierce the intestines and stomach, and the death will be miserable.

Shang Ke quickly rolled over in the air, his feet facing forward, and stepped dangerously on the gap on both sides of the metal lamp, the sharp barb only 4 or 5 centimeters from his crotch. Bend your knees a little more, and it is estimated that there will be no sexual happiness in the lower half of your life at all.

Shang Ke's body froze in mid-air for a second, then fell downward due to gravity.

A car was parked below, and on the roof stood a man with a gun.

Fog grass!

At the moment when the other party fired, Shang Ke spun his body violently and slammed into the glass window on the wall.

With a clatter, he smashed through the window and fell into a room.

"Ahh

Shang Ke didn't have time to admire the beauty*, so he jumped up and quickly rushed out of the room.

Instead of going through the main door, he chose the side window on the other side. He did not believe in the anti-political alliance and set up ambushes in the east, west, north and south.

However, the god of luck did not favor him, and the group of guys really set up an ambush in all four directions.

Seeing the heads of people below through the window, Shang Ke gritted his teeth, and simply rushed to the top floor.

He has a zipline in his backpack to play with a trapeze. As a result, people in the neighborhood were fortunate enough to witness an otherworldly version of Spider-Man.

However, Shang Ke's movements looked windy, but in fact, his clothes were all soaked in blood.

The old wound before was not good, but just now it was hit by another explosion, and the wound was cracked, and the back was even more messy. At this time, the sky was dark, and others could only see a nimble figure leaping between the buildings, but they could not see his tragic appearance covered in blood.

Shang Ke landed in the alley between the two buildings, his face was pale, his breathing was short, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, but his lips were surprisingly red.

After a moment, two dazzling glints flashed in his eyes, as if he had made up his mind, straightened up, strode out of the alley, and walked straight towards the security police not far away.

When the guard on duty saw a bloody man in tattered clothes approaching, he immediately put his hand on the weapon and asked vigilantly: "What's wrong with you?" Got into any trouble? ”

Shang Ke lifted his hood, revealing his shining handsome face, casually put his backpack on the table, and said with a smile: "I'm here to surrender." ”

[Congratulations to the host for successfully escaping the second assassination.] 】