Chapter Ninety-Five: The Golden Shield of the Divine Dragon

Some people like the following, some people like to eat noodles, the old Tao ramen restaurant opposite the Jintaoyuan community is doing a hot business, the ramen here and the old Tao secret marinade taste is particularly attractive, after eating once to keep it to eat the second time, every day do not suck a bowl of ramen is not happy.

There were once diners who suspected that Lao Tao's noodle broth had something addictive to add to it, so they quietly packed a copy and sent it for inspection, but not only did they not find any problems, but several inspectors ate a bowl of lo noodles cleanly, and since then they have become frequent visitors to Lao Tao's ramen restaurant, and they will come to the noodle restaurant early in the morning to suck a big bowl of ramen, and they will be energetic all day long at work.

Lao Tao is a kind person, not only has a good face but also a good temper, no matter how picky the guests are, he is smiling and welcome, even if the famous bastard on this land has to give a thumbs up and praise a good temper, even if he brings dozens of bastards to eat and drink for nothing, Lao Tao will greet him with a smile, and the enthusiasm makes the bastard who has eaten a few times in vain also obediently took out the noodle money.

Now it's time for the noodle shop to close, Lao Tao packed up a qiē and walked out of the store with a black plastic bag as usual, after a tiring day, he didn't see any fatigue on his face, walked like flying, and walked into a secluded alley after a while, he stopped and took out a yellow book from his pocket, opened it and quickly put it back in his pocket, and muttered to himself: "Is it her turn tonight?" Looking at the fine skin and tender meat, I don't know what it tastes like? ”

Call! As soon as the words fell, Lao Tao's eyes flashed with two sharp points, and he jumped up with the black bag, turning into a flying phantom and sweeping across the high wall of the alley, and disappeared in a blink of an eye......

After a night, the eastern sky was half a circle of bright light, the lights of the office of the director of the Binhai City Public Security Bureau were not extinguished, a middle-aged man with gray temples sat on his back at the desk and smoked a cigarette in a daze, dozens of cigarette butts were obliquely erected in the white porcelain ashtray on the table, and a choking smell of smoke was permeated in the narrow space.

The middle-aged man is Zhang Danian, the director of the Binhai City Public Security Bureau, he doesn't remember how many cigarettes he smoked last night, smoking can't burn the troubles in his heart, at this time, he didn't realize that the cigarette at the corner of his mouth had burned most of it, and a few small cracks appeared on the cigarette ash with a long curved arc, which would break off as long as he touched it lightly, and there was a knot between his tightened eyebrows.

Knock knock on the office door, the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth trembled slightly, the broken ash fell on his knee, he pinched the cigarette butt with his yellowed fingers and pressed it into the ashtray, and said in a deep voice: "Come in." ”

The door creaked open, and a young police officer in uniform with red eyes walked in from outside, who held a paper clip and put it lightly on his desk, and said in a low voice: "Director, I received a report at six o'clock this morning that a Korean woman, Kim Hyo-joo, is missing, and here is all the information about her." ”

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and picked up the Wen Jiàn folder, opened it and looked at it carefully, frowned and whispered to himself: "Ronghe Road, Ronghe Road again, this is the twenty-third, these people don't seem to have any connection with each other, there must be something that we ignore, there must be ......"

"Yes! Director Zhang seems to be a little hindsighted. A low male voice came from outside the door, and then walked in a man and a woman, the man's tiger back and bear waist, a Chinese face like a knife and axe casting, a big bald head tattooed with a green-faced fanged tiger, looking fierce and strong.

The appearance of the woman is about seventeen or eighteen years old, a goose-yellow tights outlines her bumpy and provocative figure, melon seed face, willow eyebrows and thin lips with a smile, she is a rare beauty.

The two walked quickly to the desk, and the bald man took out a red document from his pocket and put it on the table, slowly pushed it in front of Director Zhang with a small plow-like palm, and said in a deep voice: "Bureau Zhang, you should know our identity, I hope you can cooperate with us." ”

Director Zhang stretched out his hand to pick up the documents and opened them, and what caught his eye was a relief dragon golden shield, with four small characters drawn by gold hooks and iron on the top, the dragon golden shield, and a steel stamp photo and name below, when his eyes swept over the rank column, his eyes suddenly shrank, and his face showed a hint of surprise, the bald man was actually a colonel.

Zhang Danian used to be a senior officer transferred from a certain army to a local area, he knew far more things than ordinary people, and was one of the few people who knew that the special team of Shenlong Golden Shield existed, this special team was directly under the jurisdiction of the highest level of Huaxia, it is said that each of their members is a strong person with special abilities, their identities are absolutely secret, and they will only use this special team when performing extraordinary tasks, they are a mysterious and powerful deterrent force, and the dragon is invincible everywhere.

Director Zhang closed his documents and put them on the table, waved his hand to the young policeman standing aside, and said, "Xiao Liu, move a chair for the two of you, and close the door when you go out." ”

The young police officer named Xiao Liu answered, brought two chairs and placed them opposite the desk, turned around and went out to close the door gently.

The bald man sat down sideways, reached out and picked up the documents and put them in his pocket, and said in a deep voice: "Bureau Zhang, the case of missing persons in Binhai City has gone beyond the scope of normal law enforcement units, and we have been sent to take over from above, please cooperate fully." ”

Director Zhang groaned for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Okay, I will definitely cooperate, I don't know what specific plans you have?" ”

A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of the bald man's mouth, and he said lightly: "Our plan is very simple, eat ramen for a few days first." ”

"Eating ramen?" Director Zhang's expression froze, and he quickly thought of a situation that had been ignored, nodded heavily, and said, "Okay, I hope you can do your best to protect those who are missing." ”

"Alas!" The bald man sighed, with a regretful expression on his face, and said in a low voice: "What you have to do is to appease the victims' families, those people will probably not be able to come back." ”

"What?" The expression on Director Zhang's face changed drastically, a look of surprise and anger flashed in his eyes, and his tightened eyebrows became a clear Sichuan character, and he looked down at the photo on the clip of Wen Jiàn, Kim Hyo-joo, a young and beautiful woman, but unfortunately she can't come back......

Twenty-six fresh lives, men, women, and children, they have relatives, friends, and their own careers and ties, but now they are all in vain. Appease? What to appease? Could it be that these relatives and friends who sued them were all killed inexplicably?

"You teach me how to appease ......" Director Zhang jerked his head up from his contemplation, but the chair across from the desk was empty, and a man and a woman had quietly left at some point.