Chapter 3: The Quest for the Truth (I)

A few days later.

Yang Wenbin, Yan Junli, and Li Hong followed behind the poppy, walking one foot deep and one foot shallow in the narrow and dirty alley.

"Where the hell are we going?" Li Hong complained.

"Just keep up with me." Poppy replied succinctly, jumping over another puddle.

"No, why don't you leave the big road next to you, but take this smelly and dirty alley?" Yan Junli couldn't help but say.

"There are surveillance cameras on the main road." Poppy said.

Yang Wenbin stumbled and almost fell, but fortunately, Yan Junli helped him in time.

"Wen Bin, but because you were discharged from the hospital early, you have such an attitude towards him?" Yan Junli had been smothering with a fire in his chest, and he couldn't help but have a seizure when he saw the poppy.

"If you don't want to die, follow me." Poppy's tone wasn't much better.

"You're the one who almost killed him, you should at least tell us where we're going?" Yan Junli did not budge at all.

"We've arrived." Poppy walked ahead, and after a few steps out of the dark alley, he came to a small convenience store.

The three of them, you look at me, I look at you, all at a loss.

"Convenience store?" Yan Junli smiled dumbly, "Don't tell me if you're hungry or thirstyβ€”"

"Shut up and come with me." Poppy rolled his eyes and led the three men through the store to a vending machine in the deepest part of the room.

"This must be kidding me, vending machine?" Yan Junli couldn't help but roll his eyes, "Is this a 007 movie?" ”

"My boss has a bit of a movie nostalgia complex." Poppy said so, reaching out and entering the code next to the vending machine. The vending machine opened at the sound, revealing the dark holes and stairs behind it, and a damp, musty smell hit the face.

"This place has been abandoned by the organization for a long time, and I've always used it to store some of the information I find." Poppy said, turning around, pointing to the table next to him, and said, "Turn off your phones and put them here." ”

"What?" Yan Junli frowned.

"Do it." Poppy took out his phone, turned it off, and put it on the table.

Yan Junli and Yang Wenbin looked at each other, nodded, and did as Poppy said. Anyway, even if something happens, two of the three of them are still armed.

Poppy made his way down the stairs, teasing, "Be careful, there may be rats and bats down there." ”

When the door was closed, the last rays of light that had entered the underground chamber were gone. Several people turned on their flashlights to light the way ahead. Walking down the rusty staircase, I came to a flat clearing, and as far as the eye could see, sat a heavy bookshelf with a few books and videotapes, and not far from the bookcase there was a tin desk, which was also rusted. There was also a machine on the desk, and when you got closer, you could make out that it was a very old projector.

"This whole place is like a horror movie on the set." Li Hong was a little frightened by the atmosphere in the basement, and swallowed in a panic.

With a "pop", the surroundings suddenly lit up, and Poppy was standing in front of the light switch, "Is this better?" ”

"So there's a light in your place! Why didn't you open it earlier! Li Hong said indignantly.

Poppy smiled and came to the bookshelf, looking for something inside, "You may not believe it, although I am a member of the Sand Eagle, I have spent a lot of time and experience trying to dig up the secrets of this organization. I've thought about everything you're thinking about right now. Because the purpose of this organization is certainly much more than 'protecting national information security', I have taken on many strange tasks over the years, and although there is a principle of 'never ask why' between us, human beings are always curious. As for what I've looked into - I'd suggest you'd better see for yourself. ”

Poppy took down a lot of videotapes from the shelves, all of them old-fashioned videotapes that only the ** 10s would use.

"These old antiques are the information you got?" Yan Junli asked suspiciously.

"Don't underestimate them, for a secret organization like Shaying, only such a belt can completely guarantee that the information will not be stolen, and their core information is also written on paper. You can't trust modern technology too much. Poppy said, placing the tapes on the table and inserting one of the tapes into the projector. The small round light on the projector immediately lit up, and it began to make a sound peculiar to the old machine, and then the wall behind the people was illuminated.

The first thing that was projected on the screen was a strange man, he looked like he was in his forties, with a pair of glasses, quite a scholar, he first took off his glasses, wiped them, put them back on, and then adjusted the camera, the lens shook for a while, and quickly returned to normal.

The man seemed a little nervous, and he cleared his throat and began to speak.

"Today, April 16, is the first day of the Olive Branch Project." The man began to flip through a notebook in his hand, which was densely written with something, "So far, the plan is going well, we have found ten citizens in City A with potential criminal tendencies, and we have recorded them. This plan will definitely succeed, and it will be a great peace plan that has never been seen before or since! ”

The man was agitated, stood up, and turned the camera off.

Poppy didn't speak, just took out the tape and replaced it with another one.

The man was still on the screen, and this time his expression was even more excited.

"On May 1st, the Olive Branch Project went very smoothly, but it was so smooth! Can you believe that? It worked even more smoothly than I expected, completely beyond my expectations. Not only does it analyze potential threats and potential offenders from the crowd, but it also monitors the behavior of every citizen! When do they eat, when do they shower, when do they watch TV...... Every minute and every second, as I speak, thousands of pieces of information have already been sorted out and presented before our eyes. The corners of the man's mouth couldn't help but rise, and he finally remembered that he was recording, and barely kept his composure, "Anyway, soon we will have to compile a list of potential perpetrators across the country, and then transfer these people to a harmless small city, so that we can guarantee a peaceful life in most cities." After all, who cares about a city's crime rate? ”

The man shrugged, and the screen went black again.

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