"Don't move, turn around!" In reality, in a small EU town, a member of the Torchwood who was installing an electronic part for a dimensionality reduction program was suddenly pointed at the head at gunpoint.

This member of the Torchwood is not a field worker, he is forty-nine years old this year, he is over half a hundred years old, and he has been responsible for the maintenance of communication equipment in the Torchwood, and he is a technical engineer.

Don't underestimate this position, in the face of chaos, the biggest problem encountered by all field personnel fighting on the front line of anti-chaos is the communication problem, and the strange fluctuations revealed in subspace can affect almost any human-made communication equipment.

And he is the man who has repeatedly fought with that kind of strange fluctuations, improving communication equipment again and again, updating the anti-jamming system, so that field personnel can fight more effectively and have more chances to come back alive.

He shouldn't have squatted here, installing the kind of electronic parts he had made for the smooth implementation of the dimensionality reduction plan, but although the Torchwood organization was large, it was too weak to transfer all the field personnel back for network transformation.

This kind of thing is not suitable for peripheral personnel to do, once the plan leaks the news, the consequences are too serious, and they have to step out of their comfort zone and assign this kind of electronic parts that do not know the specific purpose of laying all over the country.

As a technical engineer, he could guess from the structure that this thing might have the effect of amplifying some kind of signal, but more specifically, it was beyond his level.

"Turn around slowly so I can see your hand!" The young voice behind him seemed a little nervous: "Don't do anything stupid, I don't want to shoot!" ”

The technical engineer smiled bitterly, his work should have been done by two people, but his partner had an accident at home today, and told him to go home in advance.

As an internal staff, he has little precautions against danger to meet the current situation.

"Listen, kid, I'm just replacing a relay." The technical engineer tried to calm the situation down, and there was a hazard signal button behind his ear, and he could call in field support a few blocks away with a slight movement of his ear.

But when he turned his head, he saw a young face, dressed in a brand new police uniform, covered in sweat, and his eyes revealed nervousness and fear.

"Don't lie to me, sir, I took cybersecurity as an elective in school, and the box you opened is an important property protected by federal law!" The young patrolman pointed a gun at the 'thief' in front of him: "You have broken the law and will face a fine of 50,000 EU and detention!" ”

The boy in front of him, for some reason, reminded the technical engineer of his son who served in the military, how long had they not seen each other? Would he be so nervous when he got the gun? Do you sweat so much in the face of a possible threat?

"Kid, I don't mean anything, I'm a government worker, if you don't mind, I can take it out of the right pocket of my jacket and show it to you, but you have to promise me that you can't look through the contents." The technical engineer explained: "Because I am a staff member of a certain confidentiality department, your confidentiality level is not enough, and after reading my certificate, I can ask my department to contact your superiors and endorse me." ”

"Good, good! Then you have to move slowly, not too fast! The policeman took a few deep breaths nervously and waited for the other party to take out his ID.

The technical engineer could see that he was quite nervous, so he slowly reached into his pocket, but perhaps after squatting for too long, or perhaps the sand under his feet was too slippery, he suddenly lost his balance and slid forward.

The young policeman's eyes widened and he subconsciously fired, and the technical engineer's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe that he had encountered such a thing.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to, God, you're bleeding, I'll call the hospital right now, you'll be fine! The policeman watched with some dazed eyes as blood flowed out of the other party's body and stained the ground red.

The technical engineer smiled bitterly: "Kid, you pierced my artery, I'm going to die soon, while no one finds out, run, just act as if it didn't happen." ”

He looked at the young face, did not activate the alarm behind his ears, he remembered his son, if he hadn't been killed by a car bomb on duty, he should have been so handsome now, right?

The technical engineer now only hopes that Torchwood will not find out that the murderer of himself is this young policeman, although the truth will definitely be found out in the end, but there are less than three days left in the dimensionality reduction plan, and after a few days of delay, the entire EU is gone, who else will investigate this matter?

You just need to hide for these three days, the technical engineer looked at the young face in front of him: "Son, hide quickly....."

Endless darkness came over him, and the last breath left him.

At this time, the young policeman's face suddenly calmed down, as if the nervousness just now was just an illusion, he indifferently touched the pulse of the engineer, and reported through the hidden headset: "The target is dead, the mercy plan is successful, the target has not sent a distress signal, and the target's identity can be obtained in its entirety." ”

"Roger, the cleaner is in place, the lurker changes his identity and continues to lurk." A response came from the headset as a garbage truck drove out of the shadows.

Several men in garbage cleaner uniforms got out of the car, quickly cleaned the blood from the ground, and took the Engineer's body with them.

The young policeman stripped off his clothes from the place where the engineer died, changed into the same clothes as the engineer, and returned the engineer's personal belongings to himself in their original places, and several cleaners performed a delicate minor operation on the spot, removing the alarm implanted under the skin from the engineer's head and putting it behind the policeman's ear.

The policeman moved his facial muscles, and his complexion gradually began to change, as did his facial features, and in less than a minute he was transformed into the Engineer himself.

"Audition, my son, let's go." The 'Engineer' looked expressionless as he mimicked the recorded audio file, the sound was similar, but unemotional.

"Audition again, kid, I have no ill will, I'm a government worker." This time, not only is his timbre vivid, but even the subtle movements on his face are no different.

If the engineer were still alive, he might now find that the policeman's facial features were exactly the same as those of his son, with a more or less slight displacement, but the interpupillary distance and color were exactly the same.

He is a lurker in the relevant departments.