After Zhang Yi sighed, he didn't forget to hurry up to check Sinasha's injury, and Sinasha's heart warmed when she saw his concerned appearance.

"I'm fine, it's just a small burn, but the top priority is to find the thug as soon as possible, no matter how bad it is, I have to find out the head of Anla and find out the real purpose of the thug."

Now Zhang Yi and the two of them are thinking about the same thing, the presidential palace was burned down, and seeing that the impact of the situation will only expand and not decrease, it is better to plan and completely find out the whereabouts of the rioters.

Zhang Yi listened to Sinasha's words and agreed very much, so the two scattered on the spot and searched along the vicinity of the presidential palace.

Because the presidential palace was surrounded by fire, many people and tourists were frightened and scattered and fled, and the streets were chaotic in an instant, which made it convenient for Zhang Yi and them to move.

Taking advantage of the fact that the local police and troops of Pakistan did not arrive to control the scene, Zhang Yi recalled the route he had encountered the thug at that time, and suddenly came to a homestay.

This B&B is decorated as a holy white tower, which is still common in Pakistan, but what makes Zhang Yi pay attention is not its decoration and layout, but the time when the mob enters.

The thugs stayed in other places for less than ten minutes in total, but he made an exception to stay for a quarter of an hour when he entered this homestay, although Zhang Yi came to see him come out while wiping his hands, as if he had just killed someone, and he didn't connect it with the thug's base for a while.

Now that I think about it, the fact that the thugs moved their hands on the B&B knowing that someone was following them speaks to itself.

"Thug, I'll see where you're running now."

Zhang Yi made up his mind and walked in from the back door of the homestay, but he smelled a big smell of smoke as soon as he entered.

"Not good!" Out of the corner of his eye, Zhang Yi caught a glimpse of the flickering fire inside, and hurriedly carried a bucket of water and washed himself in.

After entering, Zhang Yi saw a man covered in blood and whose skin seemed to have been ripped off alive, lying on the ground dying, and there seemed to be something written on the floor tiles in front of him.

Zhang Yi reflexively took a DSLR picture for a record, and then squatted down to check how the bloody man who was tortured to the point of not being human.

Even if Zhang Yi could easily recognize the person with an impression due to the training he received in the past, it took him two or three minutes to recognize the man who was skinned.

He is actually the head of Anla, Abdul Alimu!

But the thugs don't need him to manipulate the leaders of the Pakistani authorities now, and Anla is not all in the hands of the thugs, so why should he rush to deal with Abdul Alimu?

"Lord...... The wicked who are disloyal will be punished, and in the name of Muslin, he will receive the most terrible retribution. ”

When Zhang Yi arrived, Abdul Alimu entered the dying stage because of his serious injury, and then the shadow of another person flashed in front of his eyes, I don't know if Abdul Alimu returned to the light, he was at a loss in front of him, and he only knew that he instinctively grabbed the corner of Zhang Yi's clothes and said a word of Anla teachings, and then he was stunned.

Zhang Yi has no good impression of a terrorist organization like Anla, which is dressed as a halal believer, so he naturally bothered to collect the body of this leader of Anla, who is also full of crimes.

What he cared about was what Abdul Alimu wrote on the floor tiles in front of him, but unfortunately the fire in front of him was too big, black smoke was billowing in, and Zhang Yi was afraid that the fire would hit him.

He hurriedly exited the B&B, looked at the white tower crumbling in the fire, and picked up the SLR to check the recording backup inside.

"Zhang Yi!" At this time, Sintha also saw that the white tower was on fire, and suddenly thought that Zhang Yi was in a sea of fire, so she hurriedly returned to find him.

Seeing that Zhang Yi was fine, Snarsaden breathed a sigh of relief and walked over to him to see what he was doing.

"What is this?"

"The message left by the head of the Anla before his death, Abdul Alimu, should refer to the terrorist plans of the rioters."

Some words are still somewhat blurry due to the shooting angle and lack of light, which is not conducive to identification, Zhang Yi plans to go to the embassy of country M with Sinasa to seek professional help and decipher the death message left by Abdul Alimu first.

The embassy of country M had already received instructions from the top level of its own country, and when two men and women with the identity certificates of a Canaanite foreign correspondent and a traveling doctor arrived, someone immediately came to contact them.

"Hello, I'm Paul, the ambassador of country M to Pakistan, how can I help you?"

"I need to find someone who is proficient in restoring photos and make this recording backup a little clearer."

After Zhang Yi finished speaking, Ambassador Paul in front of him immediately said OK, turned around and ordered someone to restore the recording backup.

Two hours later, Paul, Zhang Yi and Sintha were all sitting at the conference table, looking at the projection on the big screen with solemn expressions.

I saw that after the master's restoration, Abdul Alimu's handwriting was clearly reflected in their eyes in Huaxia.

"The thug is researching super-strength biochemistry*, he wants to swallow all the power that can be used by him in the land of Dongzhou, and he wants to destroy this world......"

"Super Strength Biochemical*!" This alone made the three people present suddenly change their colors.

Ambassador Paul was even more nervous: "This news is so shocking, I must send it back to country M as soon as possible." ”

"We also have to rush back to China as soon as possible and inform the representatives of the countries of the anti-terrorist coalition about this."

This is not a trivial matter, and there is no cunning thug to be found in Pakistan at present, but fortunately, Abdul Alimu did not forget to leave key information about the thugs when he was dying.

Even if they want to stop him, they have to think long-term.

Thinking of the terrible scene of Jemani's decision to throw himself into the fire, and other fanatical believers jumping into the fire to pursue their beliefs, Zhang Yi didn't dare to think that the thugs who mastered Anla would be equivalent to controlling the halals in Pakistan in disguise, if these halals were all brainwashed by the terror declaration and became the most useful weapon of the rioters, could the anti-terrorist coalition still do it to the Pakistanis?

For a time, the entire 200 million people of Pakistan became hostages of the rioters!

The thug was damn successful this time, no wonder he could get carried away.

"What, such a thing? Super Strength Biochemistry*, I think this guy is really crazy, is he going to bring everyone in the entire country of Pakistan to the funeral together! ”

"In fact, General Cai, we are worried about much more than that, because the message left by Abdul Alimu also mentions that the thugs want to annex all the Dongzhou armed forces that he can use, which is enough to show that he wants a lot of resources, preferably for him to continuously create super-strength biochemicals* in a short period of time! If we don't stop it, which country will not be threatened in the future? ”

In the Huaxia combat conference room, Zhang Yi said to Cai Yan with a tense expression.

Now that the situation is urgent, if Zhang Yi can do so, he would simply want to break the mask of these hateful politicians and make them really pay attention to the dangers of rioters, instead of considering other factors that are beneficial to their own side first.