"I'm sorry, something went wrong. We'll meet again if there's a fate. You have a good rest, you can ask for the car back to the lake hotel, and please leave the key to this house at that hotel when you leave. Yang Mingyun looked at Qiu Meiyan, smiled, and said, "Take a good rest." ”

"You haven't told him yet. But it doesn't matter if you talk about it or not......"

Qiu Meiyan muttered, her bulging ** bulging upward.

"Your Mr. Huang is a homosexual, and the male secretary Maehara is his real wife."

"What? ......" Qiu Meiyan's face changed suddenly, and she sat up from the bed suddenly.

"The reason why he wants to marry you is because you are the highest level as an ornament, you have been a movie star, and you will not file for divorce for the sake of decency. That's not bad, marriage is marriage, play is fun. After you marry that guy, your physical needs can be met by a man like me. Well, there will be a period later. ”

Yang Mingyun flew a kiss at Qiu Meiyan, whose eyes widened in surprise, and walked out of the bedroom.

Yang Mingyun's villa is located by the sea. At this time, the sun has just shown its face on the sea antenna, and the golden sunlight is shining on the sea. A faint morning mist like a silver veil floated on the surface of the sea.

Yang Mingyun took a few deep breaths of fresh air and got into the dew-soaked "Yeqi" brand car. The engine of this sedan is a new miniature type, but the exterior of the body is not much different from the old model. Only the tires are enlarged, so the tire covers on both sides of the wings appear larger.

Along the road that stretched along the back street, the "Night Qi" drove briskly towards the ridge in the distance. Yang Mingjun turned on the radio and wanted to hear if there was a temporary press release, but there was nothing. When I arrived near National Highway 175, I looked at my watch and it was news time. But there were still no reports of any major incidents.

This can't be, something big must have happened. The "long-term test of the new car" mentioned on the phone just now. It is the code word of the urgent convening that must be rushed no matter what.

Yang Mingyun's true identity is a secret agent. However, he is not a spy for government departments such as the Treasury Intelligence Agency and the Department of Homeland Security. Rather, he is a member of a transnational civilian intelligence organization called the Sword of Freedom and Justice (FJS).

The "Sword of Freedom and Justice" was founded ten years ago. Dissatisfied with the misdeeds of politicians and their followers, as well as the heads of intelligence agencies, who used their power to make a lot of money for themselves, a group of elite members of the judiciary and intelligence agencies rebelled and established this intelligence agency. In pursuit of profits, they not only engage in intelligence and detection. Even sabotage and terrorist activities are not rejected.

As long as you can make money. FJS not only dares to go against big business, but even against the government. Governments initially wanted to eliminate the group, but soon changed their minds. Because it's not like that. It is better to pay them some money to carry out some violent actions that the government is inconvenient to intervene in. This is more beneficial to the government, and of course, there is a lot of evidence about the dark side of some of the heads of government in the hands of the FJS, which is why the heads of government have to make this decision; In addition, some officials of the police and prosecutors, who were advocating for the elimination of FJS at the time, died unexplained in some accidents, which is also the reason why governments finally compromised with FJS.

Now, FJS has a staff of more than two thousand. Secret correspondents are located all over the world. There are a hundred secret agents specializing in reconnaissance, sabotage. Yang Mingjun is one of them. Yang Mingjun became a graduate student of the organization a few years ago. Achieved the best grades in two years of internship and passed the graduation exam alive at the secret training camp. The only one who can kill the lion released from the cage with his bare hands is Yang Mingyun.

In the early morning, Tongniuling looks particularly empty and quiet, with green trees on both sides of the road, and the branches and leaves are full of crystal dewdrops, which is even more verdant. Yang Mingyun galloped from Freedom Square to the Dongda Expressway, increased the speed to the maximum, stepped on the accelerator, and the "Night Qi" suddenly made a violent exhaust sound and gear friction sound, and drove forward like a lightning speed. At this time, the radio broadcast was drowned out in a cacophony, and nothing could be heard clearly. …,

On the back street of Baishan, where the consulates of several countries are concentrated, you can see a building with an outdated appearance and an eerie atmosphere. Next to the main entrance of the building, there is a block of handwriting mold sheds and old blackened wooden signs. Only by careful identification can it be seen that it is the "Overseas Chinese War Victims Heritage Investigation Association".

After the outbreak of the Pacific War, many overseas Chinese abandoned their possessions and withdrew from Southeast Asia and other places to Chinese mainland. The Overseas Estate Survey will investigate the property left abroad on behalf of these people, and based on the results of the investigation, they will file a claim for compensation with the Chinese government, and then distribute the compensation money to these people.

However, these are just a cover for the eyes and ears of the people. In fact, this is a branch of FJS.

On the left and right sides of the front of the building, there are gates for vehicles to enter and exit, and at the moment, they are tightly closed.

Yang Mingyun's "Night Qi" sedan galloped to the right door and stopped, flashing the headlights regularly a few times, two long and three short. When the people inside received the light signal, the machine hummed and made a low noise, and the heavy iron door slowly opened.

After Yang Mingjun drove the car into the spacious parking lot, the door closed automatically.

There were more than a hundred cars parked in the parking lot, about half of them covered with morning dew on their bodies and glass windows, and it seemed that these vehicles had not been dispatched last night.

Yang Mingjun plugged the car into a parking neutral, turned off the engine, and got out of the car.

The building is only five floors above ground, with several communication antenna towers erected on the roof. Facing the parking lot, there were several doors open, Yang Mingyun opened one of them and walked into the building.

An FJS clerk viciously patrolled up and down the hallway. Yang Mingyun walked into a nearby lounge and twisted the head of the golden leopard statue placed at the door, only to see a hole in the wall inside, revealing the steps leading to the ground. When you reach the fifth level, the secret door behind the wall closes automatically.

Walking down the last step, there is another steel door. Here, Yang Mingjun undergoes a final check.

The door opens automatically. Inside is a hallway covered with thick carpets. The barrels of several remote-operated machine guns, which were used to deter or kill intruders, protruded from the ceiling.

The corridor is more than 100 meters long. The murmur of telegraph and radio stations could be heard faintly from each room.

Yang Mingjun came to the door of his room marked with the word "F5", opened the combination lock and entered the house. F is an abbreviation for "fighting" in English.

There are desks and beds, bookshelves and cabinets, and a CCTV receiver on a desk facing the wall.

Yang Mingyun turned on the TV, and a tall man with a handsome face with a scar and a pair of cold and greedy eyes like sharks appeared on the TV screen. I saw the man say, "Your leave has been canceled." I'm going to finish my meeting and come to my room in ten minutes. ”

"What's going on?" Yang Mingyun asked calmly.

"You'll know when you come. No one's staring at you, right? ”

"Nope."

"Oh well. See you in ten minutes. With that, the man disappeared from the screen.

He is Yang Mingyun's immediate boss. Minister of Special Investigations**. He once served as a prosecutor in the special investigation and investigation of the Nanjing Procuratorate.

After Yang Mingyun put about a kilogram of frozen steak and vegetable juice into his stomach, he looked at the "Campbella" watch on his wrist and stood up.

**The room is at the end of the hallway, and it is very spacious. **During the day, it is rare to get on the ground. The room is lit with artificial sun lamps.

When Yang Mingyun entered, the short and fat ** was standing on the green carpet. At a desk on the right side of the room, Zhang Zongchuan, a secretary of the Ministry of Finance's investigative affairs officer, was working nervously with headphones on.

Yang Mingyun walked to the desk in the back and took out a Havana cigar from the cigarette box on the table. Remove the wrapping paper from the top. Then sit down on the desk swivel chair. …,

"All the radars at the naval base are out of order, as if they are being interfered with by radio waves......"

**Looking back at Yang Mingyun, he noticed that Yang Mingyun didn't have any expression on his face.

"Who did it?"

"Early this morning, a large bomber with the appearance of a 'quick knife' but much better performance ran away from the test airfield."

"Oh?"

"In the very short split second when the plane fled, the radars of several bases on the front line were subjected to powerful radio wave interference. Although it was not long, it lost its effect. At the same time, four intercepted Swift fighters were shot down by rockets fired by this bomber aircraft. ”

“……”

"It's a white patch on the radar screen. Nothing was seen, not even the fighter was shot down, or it was reported by chance that an escort aircraft carrier 'Feiyang', which was cruising near the scene. However, the Flying's own shipboard radar was also out of order, so they had to watch as the wreckage of the fighter fell from the sky, and they tried to use the anti-aircraft guns, but they didn't have time. ”

**Turning around, he glared angrily at Yang Mingyun, who was swallowing clouds and spitting out fog.

"So, the bomber swaggered away? Aren't all our radars equipped with anti-jamming devices? Doesn't it work? ”

Yang Mingyun pursed his lips.

"Huh...... You've got a pretty good memory. ”

"Yes, but not top. The interfering radio waves are too strong, and as soon as the frequency and width of the anti-jamming device change, the other party will immediately follow suit. ”

Approached and sat down in an armchair on the other side of the office.

"So, can it be considered that the performance and scale of the anti-jamming devices of the radars of our bases have been mastered by hostile countries?" Yang Mingyun still maintained a nonchalant look, his unfathomable eyes staring at the rising green smoke.

"Yes, that's why I called you. It seems that the plane flew to Japan and disappeared off the coast of Japan, because as the plane fled, the radar on the islands in the sea also failed one after another, and by the time it returned to normal, the plane had long since disappeared. Pick up a cigar and awkwardly cut the nozzle with small scissors.

"The temporary news of the radio hunger didn't say anything. Surely the same is true for TV? Is it news management? ”

"Needless to say, if the people knew about it, it would cause a chaos, and even a riot."

"The current government is always doing things that are unseemly, and even if it causes a riot, it is to blame."

"Not really. The government had intended to build such bombers in large numbers and carry out massive air strikes on the Japanese mainland to force Japan to surrender. It is said that this is the best way to reduce the bloodshed and sacrifice of soldiers and civilians. ** snorted and said, "Another group of victims of Du Hei's 'bombing omnipotence'." ”

"It's a bunch of cowards who are in charge of the government right now." Yang Mingyun said to himself, at this time, the cigar in his hand was lit for a long time, and the cigarette ash had no time to bounce.

** looked at Yang Mingyun with some surprise. He didn't expect Yang Mingyun to say such a thing, because he knew. Yang Mingyun's father. He is one of these "cowards".

In FJS, only a very small number of core figures know that Yang Mingyun's father is the famous Minister of Finance Yang Shuoming.

It is said that the reason why his father gave Yang Mingyun such a name. It is to commemorate Yang Mingyun's mother, Shen Wanyun, the woman known as the "Wall Street goddess".

"Since it was lost off the coast of Japan, it is impossible for Japanese radars not to detect it. Of course, they may also interfere with Japanese radars. Yang Mingjun continued.

However, I don't know if it's true or not, and the Japanese seem to be shocked. According to what our people have heard. The Japanese also had two fighters shot down during the interception. ** shrugged like a clown. …,

"If that's true. That's interesting. Yang Mingyun sneered and said.

"Uh...... No, it's not a fun thing to do. ** shook his head with a wry smile.

"How?" Yang Mingyun asked, a focused look on his face.

"Look at it, it's still the blueprint, this bomber is codenamed 'G6'. The official name is the 'Hongyan' strategic bomber, and the form is very different from the 'fast knife'. Vertical tail wing. With all four engines running at full capacity, the top speed can reach a very high level, even with all the equipment. Now it is undoubtedly the first in the world, and even the American bombers are beyond the dust. ** said: "10 crew members, practical ascent altitude of 12,000 meters, cruising range of 9,130 kilometers. Armament, there are 4 20-mm cannons and 10,255 kg bombs, 12 12.7-mm machine guns. Of course, it also carries a powerful electronic jamming device. ”

"Ho, good fellow!"

"Where, it's damn bad." Although the "Hongyan" is a strategic bomber, it has also developed a variety of models, the "G6-1" is a strategic bomber of the Air Force, the "G6-2" is a night bomber model equipped with the "SY/KY-70" radar, and the "G6-3" is a Marine Corps gunboat aircraft with reinforced armament and reinforced armor. The 'G6-4' is an unarmed long-range transport aircraft model. ”

"Which model was stolen?"

"It's the 'G6-3' gunboat model."

"I said ......"

"And it is said that the stolen plane contained the 'Ten Thousand Tigers' rocket that had just been developed."

"'Ten Thousand Tigers' rockets? Why haven't I heard of it? ”

"It is a kind of aviation rocket, which is very powerful, and it was originally equipped with the 'Lei Gong' rocket interceptor, and its development has been successful, but as soon as the battlefield test was completed, it was stolen. It is said that it should have been on this plane, because it was these rockets that the intercepting fighters were hit. Because, according to other fighter pilots, they only saw a flurry of red lights, and the fighter exploded. According to the results of our monitoring and analysis, the Japanese also sent fighter planes to intercept the 'Hongyan', which was also smashed by volleys. ”

"If these are all true, it means that this high-performance bomber may have been hijacked and hidden by some country." Yang Mingyun only shook off the soot at this time.

"It could be the state, it could be a for-profit group like ours."

"Why don't you call the Intelligence Agency, the FBI, or the Department of Homeland Security to find out about this incident? Instead, you told us to do it? Yang Mingyun's eyes narrowed into a slit, like a fierce beast in the forest.

"You must know that the 'Hongyan' is strictly confidential, and all the units and departments involved in the planned project are suspected of this incident, and now only our staff have not been exposed to the enemy. Therefore, the government decided to fund the case to be investigated by us. ”

"So, how much do I get paid? If it's less, then you'll have to ask for another skill. A smile appeared on the corner of Yang Mingyun's mouth.

** smiled bitterly as if cooperating, he knew that Yang Mingyun was joking. Adventurous by nature, with his father's blood flowing in his body, he has never been willing to be lonely and ordinary.

** Wrote down a number and handed it to Yang Mingyun, who glanced at it and nodded.

"This time, I asked to pay in gold." Yang Mingjun said.

"Gold? What are you going to do if you don't move your back and take up space? ”

"I've got my use."

"Oh well, that's not a problem. Your mission is to pinpoint the location of the enemy's core headquarters and destroy it. Still have comments? ”

"It's gone."

"Then get ready to go, go get a good night's sleep first, recuperate your spirits, and your activity funds will be sent over in a while." **Teased him. Of course he knew what Yang Mingyun was doing these days.

"Okay."

Yang Mingyun returned to his room, put on a loose robe to hide the characteristics of his body, covered his face, went to the third basement floor, walked through the door of the huge comprehensive data room like a library, and entered the small screening room next door. More than 30 people had gathered here, all wearing the same robes as Yang Mingyun and wearing masks.

These people are all secret agents of FJS, and they do not know each other's looks or each other's names, which is a precautionary measure formulated by **, for fear that someone will not be able to withstand the torture after being arrested and recruit accomplices.

Yang Mingyun sat silently on a ** chair, and on the screen in front of him, a slide lantern was playing, and photos of "Republican" Airlines, military-related personnel, and officials of the Department of Homeland Security were reflected one by one.