As soon as he had a friendly match with Xiao Snake in a hotel room, Yan Murong's phone rang.

saw Duan Zixuan calling, so he picked it up directly.

"Zixuan, what's wrong?"

"You're back, aren't you?" Duan Zixuan asked.

"Came back, came back last night." Yan Murong smiled and said. "You're pretty well informed."

"Don't talk about that." Duan Zixuan's tone was a little hurried. "If it's okay now, let's go to Guangdong."

"What's wrong?" Yan Murong felt the anxiety in Duan Zixuan's tone and asked strangely.

"It's not clear for a while, you know the address of the factory, right? If you know, come over quickly, and I'll tell you more when you come. ”

As he was talking, Yan Murong heard a noisy voice on the other side of the phone, and then, Duan Zixuan hung up the phone.

"Something's wrong?" The little snake asked.

"Something's wrong." Yan Murong nodded. "It's a lot of noise over there, and I haven't heard anything, so let's go over and take a look." ――

Since the car driven by Xiao Snake is a Hong Kong license plate, and it is a luxury car worth several millions, it is not subject to any cumbersome inspection when crossing the bridge, which also saves a lot of time.

When the two arrived at the factory, it was close to noon.

Yan Murong only knew the location of the factory, and it was the first time he came to see it, and as soon as he arrived, he saw that the gate of the factory was densely packed with people, the masses, reporters, and the police to maintain order.

"The black-hearted boss killed people and returned the lives of our relatives!"

"Murder pays for life, it is justified."

From time to time, someone in the crowd pulled up a banner with all kinds of slogans written on it, basically all of which were slogans of this kind of condemnation. If it weren't for the closed doors of the factory and the police maintaining order, they would have broken in a long time ago.

"Duan Zixuan, what kind of angry and resentful thing have you done?" Yan Mu thought boredomically.

"Why don't you go and have a look?" The little snake parked the car in the distance, looked at Yan Murong and asked.

"Let's go over." Yan Murong nodded, and got out of the car, and the little snake also followed, and the two walked towards the crowd gathered at the gate of the factory.

"Auntie, what's going on?" After walking to the crowd, Yan Murong grabbed an old lady with tears on her face and asked strangely.

"Who are you?" When the old lady saw that Yan Murong was dressed cleanly, she looked vigilant.

"Auntie, I'm a reporter from Huaxia TV." Yan Murong took out the room card that he didn't have time to return in the hotel just now, shook it in front of the old lady's eyes, and said. "We just received a call saying that something happened here, so we came here to interview. Can you tell us a little bit about what's going on? ”

"Ah, it's a reporter from Huaxia Channel?" The old lady was dizzy, and she didn't see clearly what Yan Murong was holding in her hand, but when she heard that it was a reporter from Huaxia TV, she suddenly became excited.

"Yes, we are reporters from Huaxia Channel." Yan Murong nodded again and again. "You watch that legal show, right? It's called the one who talks about the Fa today. ”

"Look, I watch it every day." The old lady said hurriedly. "You're here, you ask, what do you ask, what do I say, you must expose this black-hearted factory, arrest the boss and shoot him."

"Definitely, definitely." Yan Murong's face was calm, but his heart was depressed, looking at the little snake standing aside and wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh, holding back the uncomfortable appearance, Yan Murong wanted to find a piece of tofu and kill him.

"Auntie, tell me first, what the hell is going on?" Yan Murong asked.

"This factory kills people." As soon as I said this, tears came down again. "Pity my son, just leave, leaving my old lady and little grandson, how can we live."

"Auntie, don't cry yet-" Yan Murong said helplessly. "Crying is not an option, you have to tell me what's going on, so we can report it."

"Yes, yes." The old lady wiped the tears from her face, then grabbed Yan Murong's arm and said. "Comrade reporter, this factory operated in violation of regulations and killed my son, you see, all the people here are the families of the deceased."

"Kill someone?" Yan Murong asked strangely. "Auntie, I heard that this factory hasn't started yet, why are there workers working?"

"Not factory workers." The old lady explained. "It's the construction team that came to build it, and they said they were going to rebuild the factory -- but you can talk about it, and you can't afford to build a few factories in such a big place? Why do you have to blow up the old factory? ”

"Wait?" Yan Murong was stunned for a moment, looked at the aunt and asked in surprise. "What do you say? Blow up the factory? ”

"yes." The old lady looked angry. "It's a good factory, if you don't want to tear it down, why blow it up? -- I heard that the factory owner used explosives in order to save money, but the explosives turned out to be counterfeit and shoddy products, and they exploded before they could come out -- my poor son. ”

As she spoke, the old lady was crying again.

"Demolition with blasting? Duan Zixuan: What is this doing? Yan Murong's brows furrowed.

"Comrade reporter, you must expose them and let them pay for their lives." The old lady said with a handful of snot and tears.

"Yes, yes, auntie, you wait first, I'll go over and have a look first." Saying that, Yan Murong gave the little snake a color, and then, the little snake took out the black wallet containing the National Security Bureau ID card from his pocket and threw it over.

"Let one go, let the same." Yan Murong and Xiao Snake finally squeezed through the crowd and came to the gate of the factory, but were stopped by the police standing at the door.

"Stand back, stand back." The policeman standing at the door looked at Yan Murong and shouted. "We are already doing an investigation and accident identification, don't make trouble, trust the government, the government will give you an answer."

"We are from the National Security Agency, and we suspect that this is an organized, planned, and premeditated incident endangering national security, and now we want to intervene in the investigation." Yan Murong took out a black leather wallet expressionlessly and shook it in front of the policeman's eyes.

"Wait, I'll take the papers." This policeman was extremely vigilant, and when he saw that Yan Murong did not open the documents, he asked to take another look.

As soon as he took Yan Murong's certificate and opened it, the policeman was stunned for a moment, pointed to the photo of the little snake on it, and looked at Yan Murong and asked vigilantly. "Is this you?"

"It's not me, it's her." Yan Murong pointed at the little snake and said. "This is my secretary's ID."

Secretary? The police were stunned again, I hadn't heard that the people in the National Security Bureau were still equipped with secretaries.

"Please show your ID." The policeman returned the black wallet to the little snake and said to Yan Murong.

"I forgot to bring it."

"I'm sorry then, you can't go in."

"I-" Yan Murong just wanted to speak, but suddenly remembered something, touched his body for a while, then took out the badge and handed it over, looked at the police and said. "Is this okay?"

"Is this—Dragon?" When the police saw the badge handed over by Yan Murong, they immediately exclaimed, and hurriedly returned the badge to Yan Murong with both hands, and then saluted and let him go.

Until Yan Murong and Little Snake entered the factory, the policeman was still shocked and puzzled.

What's going on? Is it really a terrorist organization? Otherwise, how could it alarm the group of monsters in Longteng?