Chapter 289: Good Saturday

【Networking Tasks】

[Target Monomer: Yang Shanshan]

[Yang Shanshan will be murdered at 21:32 on September 30, 2009]

The feeling of weightlessness disappeared, and Wen Jie gradually recovered from his vertigo......

"Click-Boom, Click-Boom"

"Bang, bang, bang......"

The powerful mechanical sound combined with the rhythmic impact sound hit the eardrums, and Wen Jie felt a burst of tinnitus, so he had to rub his ears vigorously and make a few swallowing movements.

"Look at this ......"

"Look at it, look over there"

The people next to him whispered excitedly, and Wen Jie found himself standing in a sea of people, surrounded by hundreds of people...... Oh no, thousands......

He stood on tiptoe and looked at the bright road, which was dark and oppressive, and it was all people! There is no end in sight...... Wen Jie took a breath, it is estimated that there are tens of thousands of people! These people ......

He quickly connected the scene in front of him with what had happened in the past few days:

The time of the system is set to September 30, 2009.

Early in the morning, the morning exercise uncle said that the emperor would close the city in September.

Is this ......?

In 2009, it should be the 60th anniversary!

In this way, this is indeed the imperial capital.

He swept past the dense crowd and looked at the buildings on the south side of the road and narrowed his eyes slightly:

The complex was like a diamond in the darkness, dazzling and magnificent.

Through the glass curtain wall, it seems that white-collar workers can be seen shuttling through the lattice room, and there are some brightly dressed trendsetters, lying in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows to watch the unprecedented grandeur of the preparatory work.

Wenjie thought about it, and the word "soho" popped up.

This is SOHO China's first attempt to launch the concept of furniture, office, and space mixing...... So this is Soho Modern City, No. 88 Jianguo Road, along Chang'an Avenue in the east of the imperial capital??

International Trade Center, Modern City!

Isn't that a landmark building in the CBD business district?

As the first of Beijing's six major business districts, CBD is known as the most modern and prosperous area in Beijing along with Lufthansa, Lido, Wangfujing, Asian Games Village, Xidan and Zhongguancun, which is a symbol of Beijing's becoming an international metropolis.

So...... How do I know this?

Am I familiar with this place?

The thought flashed, and he felt that his mind had been chaotic before, and the fragments of memories seemed to be touched...... Those memories buried in the subconscious are surging uncontrollably, flowing rapidly, and connecting them into threads.

I belong to the Special Scenery Regiment, number 101, and I am currently on a mission.

Number 101, my number in the system is also 101! Is this a coincidence or is there something related to the two?

Perform tasks, tasks...... Wen Jie felt a throbbing pain in his head, and he inhaled in pain and pressed his temple.

"Ahh Oh my God, look at the car over there."

"Cars? You look at it carefully."

The hustle and bustle continues......

Something suddenly shook twice on his body, followed by the sound of dripping in his ears.

"Number 101, how's your situation going over there?"

The voice was cold and severe, with a breathless pressure.

Oh, that's what I'm doing: security.

Immediately after the other party, he said something breathless: "I received reliable information that some foreign lawbreakers had infiltrated the imperial capital in advance, hidden in the crowd or phalanx, waiting for an opportunity to sabotage. ”

Wen Jie only felt his brain explode.

He quickly glanced at the enthusiastic and excited faces beside him...... So many innocent people

Tomorrow, there will be a simultaneous live broadcast.

This...... It's a conspiracy.

It's a huge conspiracy!

Wen Jie felt a chill crawling up his back like a cold snake, he suppressed the anger in his heart, and calmly replied with two words: "Received." ”

It's just that the range is too big, how can you stare at it by one person or two?

He is now in the International Trade Center along Chang'an Avenue, which stretches for five or six kilometers and is full of people.

If it is to add the performers and crew of theatrical performances, the townships and towns will select the masses as the audience...... It is estimated that there will be nearly 100,000 people!

The green tendons on Wen Jie's forehead were revealed one by one, and he jumped up suddenly.

The outlaws from abroad chose to act at such a moment of special significance to us, and made a huge and elaborate arrangement in front of them, how could it be a simple trouble?

I'm afraid their real purpose is assassination!

Wen Jie looked down at his outfit: dark gray slacks, dark plaid shirt, and a thin jacket on top.

He felt that the bridge of his nose was very uncomfortable, and subconsciously reached out to help him, and it turned out that his glasses had slipped off.

When did you wear your glasses?

Oh, plainclothes camouflage.

He put his hands on his waist, and under his jacket was a uniform matching gun.

The memory was still slowly recovering, and the vague things before were now extremely clear in front of him, his facial lines tensed, and the hand pressing on the grab handle unconsciously increased his strength.

The barrel that was aimed at him......

The outlaw's sinister smile bloomed on his face, and a delicate body was in front of him......

The girl was shot and collapsed in his arms......

Shan!

He muttered and frowned.

He remembered, remembered.

In this security mission, the person who died was originally him, but Yang Shanshan blocked a bullet with the smell of gunpowder for him.

He had been tossing around in the system for so long, and finally waited for this opportunity for revenge.

So......

That killer isn't here!

Wen Jie thought of this crucial information, and he quickly squeezed through the crowd to a quiet corner on the side of the road.

Glancing at the phone, 20:06.

It's less than an hour until 21:32.

He took out the walkie-talkie, pressed the green button, and said in an unquestionable tone: "I am No. 101, and there will be a human body about 50 meters east of the intersection of Zhanqian Street." ”

(They use code language in their conversations to avoid the river crab boss from listening)

Soon someone questioned: "I'm number 82, that's the area I'm in charge of, there are no suspicious people." ”

Wen Jie closed his eyes, trying to remember the appearance of the boom carrier:

The scene was very chaotic, and when he showed off his boom, he ripped off his clothes and ...... And wigs!

Wen Jie's pupils focused suddenly, and he said eagerly: "Pay close attention to a person in pink maternity clothes, who is about 170 tall and weighs 150 pounds by eye......"

As he spoke, he pondered again: When did this man arrive on the street in front of the station? How did it come about?

From 4 p.m. on the 30th, martial law (traffic control) will be imposed in the entire Second Ring Road area, and subways, buses, taxis, and private cars are not allowed to enter. Not to mention cars, people can't get in, even cats, dogs, can't get in.

“…… The goal appears! The goal appears! A hurried voice came over the intercom.

So soon it appeared...... Wen Jie's train of thought was instantly dragged back: "Attention, that person has a gun!" ”