Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Greatest Difficulty in Action
Lan Ling didn't respond to Su Hai's words, but just shook his head disdainfully.
She only thinks that Su Hai is young and vigorous.
Lan Ling's attitude angered Mu Ningshuang again, Mu Ningshuang stood up and was about to scold Lan Ling, Su Hai hurriedly pulled it down.
"Hmph."
Mu Ningshuang turned her head and didn't look at Lan Ling's side.
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"Squeak"
The power supply to the textile mill suddenly went off, and the entire textile mill was completely dark.
The scene was slightly flustered, but fortunately, everyone was an adult, and they were just flustered for a while.
"Don't mess around," shouted a bald head with a scythe in his hand: "Where's the backup power?" Is there any backup power here? ”
The huge scythe was held in his hand, and the scythe was cast in stone, and the side of the scythe was covered with upside-down stone thorns, and the whole body was glowing red.
Huangwu! Huang Wushi!
"Yes, it's turning on the backup power, and it will take about fifteen minutes."
The bald head slammed the ground with the bottom of the scythe: "Do your duty, wait for the backup power." ”
"Yes."
At the same time, a small room in the textile mill.
Shen Manqing peeled off the shackles on his hands and feet.
Walking quietly at the door, he gently knocked the door with sandalwood.
Gently pull the door in.
From the previous conversation, she knew that there was only one person outside.
In vain! Shen Manqing went out sideways.
It's blazing fast, and there's no sound!
One hand holds the head of the guard, and the other hand holds the shoulder.
It was just a moment before the man reacted.
"Click"
Folded neck!
The guards went to death without a word.
Shen Manqing dragged the body into the room where she was being held. Then she quickly walked to the position where the person had told her before—three rooms to the right.
I pushed it with my hand, but the door was unlocked.
After entering, Shen Manqing found that there was a familiar box, which was the tool box that every martial detective would carry with him.
At this time, Shen Manqing had to admire Su Hai, she actually gave herself the props. I couldn't imagine how she would do it.
This is not the time to think about that. Shen Manqing took the box and quickly returned to the room where he was held before. Time was of the essence because she didn't know when the power would be restored.
After locking the door, Shen Manqing opened the box.
The first thing that comes into view is a piece of paper - backup power, 15 minutes.
That would be plenty of time—Shen Manqing thought.
Shen Manqing quickly exchanged clothes between himself and the guard. Then take out two bottles of potion from the box.
Gently pour the potion over the exposed area of the guard's body, control the ratio of the two liquids, and then wipe the potion evenly.
The originally dark skin became similar to Shen Manqing's complexion.
Similarly, Shen Manqing poured the potion on his body and changed the blending ratio, which made his skin appear slightly darker.
Then he continued to paint on his face with props, and gradually, Shen Manqing became more and more like the previous guard.
Of course, this simple disguise cannot be faked. But the confusing effect has worked.
Shen Manqing, who had dealt with everything, posed the corpse with his back to the camera.
Then he stood at the door, replacing the original guard.
Shen Manqing turned on the miniature telecommunicator and whispered:
"Shen Manqing has entered a state of standby."
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Operational conference room.
"There you have it."
A man sitting at a round table shouted excitedly.
"What's up? Are you pregnant? ”
The person next to her glanced at her.
"No, it's Shen Manqing who has sent the news - she has entered the standby state."
This sentence is a bit informative.
The people present, you look at me, I look at you, and the eyes of several people drifted to Lan Ling.
Among them, Mu Ningshuang was the most daring, and the gaze that looked at Lan Ling was almost provocative.
How's that, you said you couldn't bring props in. What is Shen Manqing using to contact us now?
The communicator must be an electronic device, it can't be hidden during the body search, it doesn't exist.
The communicators have been handed over to Shen Manqing, a butterfly knife will be a problem?
Lan Ling couldn't think of how Su Hai operated, it was impossible for Su Hai to have an internal response in the Black Tiger?
"Hmph" Lan Ling snorted lightly: "Even so, what can it be?" ”
"You still don't understand this battle, it's a battle from above. Our aim is not simply to seize smuggled arms. ”
"In the first grade of Yingyue, there are more than 1,000 dragon tattooers, and more than 1,000 martial criminal investigators. With this kind of energy, there are now fifty second-order dragons in the textile factory. It's enough to take it down. ”
"But" Lan Ling smiled contemptuously, "Is the price you can afford?" Or will the school make you pay such a price? ”
"There are considerations for the upper and lower grams, and there are also methods for the lower grams."
"The other side doesn't need to defend the textile factory, as long as you cancel the operation before you break through the textile factory."
"There are many ways to do this, such as creating a situation that you have to pay a lot to deal with, so that even if you have the ability to fix it, the school won't let you do it. Your actions are still failures. ”
"Even if you have the ability to solve it, you cancel the action because the cost is more than acceptable."
"That's one of those situations that you have to face."
I have to say that although Lan Ling is very annoying, as the director of the Yingyue Martial Arts Investigation Department, the level of analysis is still there.
From beginning to end, the problem Su Hai faced was how to solve the problem at a small cost. The price must be very small, so small that it is almost none.
Otherwise, it would be too much for a freshman to die at the entrance ceremony of more than 100 dragon patterns.
This is also the reason why Lan Ling has always emphasized that Su Hai cannot complete the task.
This smuggling involves arms, and in the past freshman entrance ceremonies, the other party would give some face, and you want to arrest me? Then I'll just let you catch some people, and deal with it.
But this time, if you want to hand over other people's arms, the other party will naturally fight you to the end.
Su Hai squinted his eyes and did not refute, everything was in his heart.
"Contact Shen Manqing, and in twenty minutes, go to the key hidden sniper's location to hunt."
"Okay."
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After a while, the backup power supply was connected.
The people in the control room first checked the surveillance of the room where Shen Manqing was being held.
Judging from the surveillance, Shen Manqing's sitting posture.... Slightly weird, huh?
"Sixth, is everything in the detention room normal?"
An in-ear communicator in Shen Manqing's hand made a sound.
"Everything is normal, no one is in or out"
Shen Manqing imitated the sound of the guard's voice
"It's kind of weird to go in and have a look."
Shen Manqing opened the door and entered the room and glanced at 'Shen Manqing'.
"Everything is fine, she may be asleep."
Why can Shen Manqing imitate the voice of the guard. This is a very powerful skill -
False voices.
People who master false voices can imitate other people's speech, but like Shen Manqing, there are very few people who can imitate it after listening to it once.
Gradually, twenty minutes passed.
Shen Manqing observed Zhou and could see at a glance where was a good place to hide a sniper.
She chose the hidden route as much as possible.
There was a sniper aiming outside, and Shen Manqing walked directly to the back of a 'broken neck'.
The rest is in the house.
Shen Manqing pretended to be the sixth child to speak, and after knocking on the door, he took advantage of the fact that he was not prepared to 'wipe his neck'.
Like a broken neck, a person whose neck is wiped cannot make a sound. And none of these rooms are equipped with cameras.
So Shen Manqing completed the task perfectly.
At the same time, there was a loud noise at the gate of the textile mill.
"Knock"
"Knock"
After the second sound, the gate was reduced to pieces.
Luo and a hundred dragon-patterned people are already in place.
A hundred people slowly formed a semicircle with Eloh, surrounding the gate of the textile mill.
Looking at the suddenly shattered gate, the bald head frowned and waved his scythe.
Luo looked around and locked on to the bald head at a glance.
He's the only strong man here.
"Let's try it with Lobi"
"Huh"
A bloody smile rose into the corner of the bald head's mouth.
He pointed his reddish scythe at Lowe:
"Competition? I prefer to kill. ”