The summit continued, and the reporters began to enter in an orderly manner, and the two hundred reporters, each of whom did a security identification scan, did not find the man in the picture sent by Min Zhuang'er.

First of all, excluding Asians, Africans, and women, only white men are left to be screened, and there are only dozens of white men present, and none of them match the man in the photo.

"Could it be that President King's Landing has miscalculated?" The FIA can't help but wonder, "Dirty bomb won't enter as a journalist?" ”

"But only by entering as a journalist can you get close to the delegates at the summit and detonate a dirty bomb at close range, causing a big event that shocks the world." Min Yichen firmly believes in the judgment of King's Landing.

Min Yichen and more than a dozen FIAs stood at the entrance, watching the international reporters rush in.

A reporter stumbled and almost hit the person in front of him.

"Oh, what's wrong with you, sir?"

Min Yichen and the FIA chief looked over, and the security guard stepped forward and helped the reporter, who was a handsome European guy with blonde hair and blue eyes, but I don't know if he had a cold, some shortness of breath and dizziness.

The FIA didn't pay much attention, Min Yichen looked the man up and down, the blonde man with gold wire glasses was quite knowledgeable and graceful, holding the camera, smiling and thanking the security, and with the other reporters, entered the entrance corridor.

The FIA shook its head and said, "It's all in, but the dirty bomb still hasn't appeared......... Hey, where are you going? ”

Before the FIA who was talking could react, Min Yichen had already stepped forward and quickly chased after the blonde and blue-eyed white male.

"Wait a minute!" Min Yichen stopped the handsome blonde guy from behind, the blonde stopped in his tracks, looked at Min Yichen in surprise, and spread his hands.

"What are you doing?"

"Do a routine check-up." Min Yichen stared at the man, blonde hair, blue eyes, gold-rimmed glasses, high nose and thin lips.

"Mr. Min, don't be reckless, he doesn't have a place to match the characteristics on the picture." FIA carefully comforted Min Yichen behind him and calmed him down.

But he had a very bad face and seemed to be seriously ill.

Min Yichen didn't say this, staring at the handsome blonde guy.

"Sir, please take the liberty of lifting your shirt."

Min Yichen made a reluctant request, and the other party seemed to be a little humiliated, and immediately glared at Min Yichen.

The FIA looked a little embarrassed and whispered, "Hey, Mr. Min, you're not ........ like this."

"Bang! - "Caught off guard, the handsome blond guy suddenly burst out, smashed the camera in his hand at Min Yichen, and then ran away, saying that it was too late and then quickly Min Yichen immediately chased after him and shouted, "Inform everyone that the dirty bomb has been found!" ”

The FIA was horrified and immediately used an intercom to send a message to all the CIA, "A dirty bomb has fled to a crowded assembly area!" ”

Since the dirty bomb carrier desperately fled with his life, since he could not enter the venue to detonate it, he could only detonate it in a crowded area, and he died as many as he could, and he also completed his sacred mission.

At this moment, on Tianfu Square, the anti-Golden Triangle people in the densely populated area are still fanning the flames, but they don't know that a huge danger has come.

The dirty bomb carrier immediately drowned in the sea of people, Min Yichen chased it in, and was blinded all of a sudden, there were people on all sides, how to find it in the sea of tens of thousands of people??

At the last moment, Min Yichen decisively took out a pistol, stood in the crowd, and fired three shots into the sky.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ——”