At this point, Wen Jie thought of a more serious question: who was their assassination target?

If the sniper appears on the roof of the North Building.

So......

He tried to guess the goal of the so-called V-word vendetta through some clues.

A vehicle with a SWAT sign slammed into the area.

Thank God! Bomb disposal experts have arrived.

A group of men jumped out of the car, and they quickly pulled up the cordon.

A SWAT officer stepped forward to explain the situation to the bomb disposal expert.

Wen Jie and the others didn't dare to get too close, but after the experts came, they asked them to step back.

At the same time, two men in blast suits walked with heavy steps towards the girl who was chained to the telephone pole.

Wen Jie stared at the scene in front of him, slightly stunned.

Retracting his gaze, he subconsciously looked up at the night sky: the city streets here were brightly lit, and the starlight was faint and dim in comparison, and even if he tried to squint his eyes to find it, he couldn't find the location of the Big Dipper.

I finally saw a shiny object streak across the ...... It's an airplane.

The night in the imperial capital really can't see the starry sky!

He lowered his eyes gloomily: with so many leaders, anyone can become a target, and with a commanding height in the north building, nothing can be guessed.

Just as he pondered, a shockwave struck behind him.

His basic skill had reached level 3, and the air behind him made him instinctively take a step to his side.

I can't help but wonder: Who is so bold and dares to attack him in front of so many policemen?

I saw a figure flash past me.

Followed by a soft voice that entered his ears: "Wen Jie! ”

He froze in place, and his eyes flashed with light: It's Shanshan, it's Shanshan!

Yes, it's Yang Shanshan, that's right!

And he just turned to the side and pounced on the girl who was running towards him.

Seeing that she took a few steps forward with light small steps, she could be considered stable.

The girl turned her head, her face could not hide her grievances, she pursed her mouth, and gasped: "Wenjie, what are you hiding?" I almost fell, you're so bad! ”

The girl in front of her was very moving, her beautiful eyes widened slightly, she raised her arm like mutton fat and pointed at him, and her mouth was open and complaining.

That's not Yang Shanshan, and who is it!

Those complaining words fell on his ears, not only did he not have any displeasure, but his heart was very comfortable.

Shu Tan is really comfortable, as if I drank a refreshing ice drink in the summer, and my internal organs are fluttering.

Although he was a little floating, his rational mind was still there, and one question after another kept emerging in his mind:

How so? How could Yang Shanshan remember me?

corrected Jia Nan's life trajectory, and he did not work in the ** General Bureau.

That is to say, he has no intersection with Yang Shanshan.

The reason why I remember Yang Shanshan is because every time his life trajectory is rewritten, his memory will not be refreshed by itself, but it is like multiple memory lines mixed together.

So he remembered everything that had happened before...... Remember everything about Yang Shanshan.

……

The chaos in his mind did not hinder his instincts as a man.

I saw him walk up to Yang Shanshan step by step and look at her affectionately:

Yang ...... Shanshan, Yang Shanshan, Yang Shanshan! ”

Whispering her name, he suddenly took Yang Shanshan into his arms.

He had waited too long for this hug......

So much so that I thought I couldn't wait for it in my life...... So his arms tightened violently, trying to lock the girl in his arms into his body.

No one wants to snatch her away.

"Wen Jie, what's wrong with you......" Yang Shanshan's body stiffened, slowly becoming soft in his blazing embrace, she snuggled in Wen Jie's arms and murmured: "Wen Jie, you light, you hurt me......"

Hehe, this sounds more comfortable...... Wen Jie thought badly in his heart.

Sensing that someone from his teammates was looking at them, Wen Jie understood that he was on a mission and slowly let go of Yang Shanshan.

Although the task of the system is to correct the killing of Yang Shanshan, the girl with explosives tied to it is just an NPC, but he can't stand idly by.

In case the whole incident is linked to Yang Shanshan's murder, it becomes part of the correction of the trajectory of her life.

That would go from a system scenario to something that actually happened.

He doesn't want innocent people to suffer.

Putting his doubts aside for the time being, he walked quickly to the cordon and said to his teammates on the side: "Which area are you responsible for?" ”

The other party's horizontal eyebrows soothed slightly, glanced at the busy bomb disposal experts inside, and sighed faintly: "Responsible for the west side of Middle Street." Something went wrong here, and it was temporarily redeployed. What about you? ”

Wen Jie was about to answer, but his words were snatched up by Yang Shanshan, who came after him: "He's in charge of the International Trade Center." Yang Shanshan's voice was soft, with the tactful tone of a southerner speaking Mandarin.

has been in contact with her for a long time, and this tactful tone is very good to his ears.

A while ago, for some unknown reason, he would have some strange dreams at night.

In the dream, there is a girl with a crisp voice and a blurred face.

When you wake up, you will inevitably be lost for a while.

He always deliberately does not think about the things in the dream, he knows who he is dreaming about, and he knows that it is meaningless to dream about it.

At this moment, when he heard Yang Shanshan's words, he smiled.

Heart: Yang Shanshan knows a lot.

He tried to remember what had happened before the explosion, and his forehead was beating and his head was hurting, making it difficult for him to concentrate.

"Whew!"

He exhaled a cloudy breath helplessly.

Looking at the small sign on the right pocket of the guy next to him, there was a rectangular silver plate with the number 107 engraved on it.

Wen Jie said slowly: "Dude, I am in charge of the east side of Middle Street. By the way, before I found this woman, was there anything unusual going on? ”

"Abnormal?" Yang Shanshan, who was beside her, repeated it in disgust.

"Perverse" No. 107 repeated.

No. 107 repeater...... Wen Jie was a little speechless.

Strapped to explosives is not an anomaly, but what is an anomaly...... 107 complained in his heart.

But he understood the motive of No. 101's question, thought about it seriously, and muttered:

"To be honest, after seeing this girl and all the bells and whistles on her, we all rushed to the girl to try to save her. So ......"

So, I didn't pay attention to the situation around me...... Wen Jie pursed his lips, sneering inwardly.

If memory serves, he rushed over to see the dynamite-connected trigger countdown, which showed 0:50:55.

This should have been a one-hour countdown, which meant five minutes had passed by the time he arrived.

When the 107th led the police to find this girl, it must have been less than five minutes.

Wen Jie raised his eyes and looked around, a few police cars were scattered on the side of the street in front of the station, and in addition to a group of bomb disposal experts, special police, and police standing on their side on the empty street, only the police personnel who were still checking the rioters were left in the west.

In this case, the thug took a girl and had to finish tying the girl here, setting up the bomb, and then getting out...... It's an almost impossible task.

So how did he do it?