Ma Xiaokui completed the transfer procedures, and hurriedly dragged Shi Lu out of here. Ma Xiaokui was so impatient in his heart that he didn't even let Shi Lu take off his prison clothes, so he was pulled to a temporary parking space next to the road. In front of Shi Lu was a small black car, which could only seat five people. The car is inconspicuous, but the license plate and color of this car can allow Ma Xiaokui to move around the city unhindered and not accept any rules and regulations.

Ma Xiaokui pulled the back seat, regardless of whether Shi Lu entered the car or not, he pulled the driver's seat, inserted the key before he sat down, and waited until Shi Lu sat down, before he had time to put on his seat belt, he slipped and stabbed on, and Shi Lu lay on the front seat. "I said you can slow down, okay?" Shi Lu pulled on his seat belt unhurriedly, "Where are you going?" ”

"Hmm...... Uh-huh, let's hurry back to the security team in the suburbs. He glanced at the time in the rearview mirror, "Hurry, it's going to be a long time." ”

Shi Lu looked at the one hundred and ten miles on the speedometer, leaned back on his seat and said, "It will be there in ten minutes." ”

The city of Jinling is an ancient capital of civilization, which is a city that combines ancient well-preserved buildings with modern cities. Jinling City is divided into five districts, east, west, north, south and middle, most of which are famous for tourism and handicrafts, and only the north, that is, Qingu District, is famous for the center of the whole city, where all the large department stores, supermarkets and commercial streets are located. And what Shi Lu and Ma Xiaokui were going to was the outskirts of Qinglong District, which was surrounded by the middle, and it was also the place where the security team was located.

The two of them were speeding down the streets, and now it was almost time to get off work, and there were more and more pedestrians and cars on the road. Ma Xiaokui squinted vigorously and stretched his neck to look at the road, although his eyes revealed confusion, but there was no ambiguity under his feet. Pedestrians and cars on the street immediately retreated when they saw this posture, lest everyone go to see God together. Ma Xiaokui's driving skills were obviously a little out of his way, and he almost hit pedestrians several times, but there was no way, so Shi Lu had to throw him in the passenger seat.

Shi Lu slowed down a little and squinted at him. "Old horse, what's going on?"

Ma Xiaokui barely breathed before he spoke: "It was the security team that released you." ”

"Security group?" Shi Lu is proficient in the officialdom system, but he has not heard of this name.

"Since last year, there has been an increase in terrorist attacks around the world, especially in Jinling, where many weapons have been seized at the airport and customs, in order to ensure the safety of Lingling, the security team is a newly established department of the state, leading the anti-terrorism mechanism of the entire province and city - this is what you have done since you entered, and now they urgently need to recruit talents, so I recommended you."

Shi Lu's two thick eyebrows like big caterpillars were raised. There is a public security department in charge of security, and there are special police in case of danger, how dangerous is this, and another department is deliberately established?

Ma Xiaokui continued: "The main commander of the security team is called Zhang Jing. belongs to the provincial cadre, and it is he who wants to see you. ”

Shi Lu hissed, and his heart was even more puzzled. The responsibility of this security team is to catch thieves, and people from the Ministry of Public Security should be responsible for the matter, so how can people in this position be in charge? Fool around!

Shi Lu scolded in his heart, searched for the name again, and suddenly remembered: "You mean...... Ten years ago, a man cracked a large smuggling case ......"

Ma Xiaokui nodded meaningfully.

Ten years ago, in the 62nd year of Huaxia, there was a 15-year-old boy named Zhang Jing who went to the Public Security Bureau alone to report the case. After the police at that time learned the details, the Ministry of Public Security was under the unified command of the Ministry of Public Security, intending to catch this large smuggling syndicate. As a result, on the eve of the operation, they were surrounded by the other side and suffered heavy losses. Zhang Jing didn't know what method he used, so he asked the minister to talk to him privately for two hours. After that, like a novel, the security was magically cracked and the group was uprooted.

I have always been about twenty-five years old this year, and it is the time to be full of vitality. The security team has a small position but a lot of power, and you can accumulate experience, and you can be promoted after two years of training. Thinking like this, Shi Lu's index finger scraped the scar and smiled crookedly: "Young people, it is inevitable that they will be impulsive......"

Ma Xiaokui knew that he had something to say, so he couldn't help but be embarrassed and hurriedly shifted his gaze. This friend of his, who is righteous and angry, has a bright light in his heart, and is good at everything, but his words are too poisonous and make people miserable. “

"Hey, I'm ...... I can't say. Ask the team leader about this. ”

Shi Lu smiled: "Okay, I won't ask." It doesn't matter what happens, no matter how miserable it is, can it still be so miserable as being shot? ”

Ma Xiaokui's eyes were cast forward, and his face was solemn: "It's hard to say." ”

While the two were running towards the security group, the other climbed out of the sewer with unusual difficulty. Manhattan had just crawled out of a stinking sewer when he happened to have a small bridge no more than five meters long next to him. There is a stone monument standing next to the small bridge, with the words "Longyan Reservoir". He climbed under the bridge on his hands and feet, and leaned against it. There was no water under the bridge, only all kinds of weeds, and Manhattan leaned against it, his face pale and panting, and he had no strength to disperse the insects and mosquitoes around him.

He clutched his left arm, bleeding slowly between his fingers. I don't know whether to say he was lucky or unlucky, the bullet got stuck in his bones so that the blood didn't flow much - it was blocked. But he knew that if the arm was not healed, the arm would be useless.

Suddenly, Manhattan heard a police car passing over his head, and he habitually lowered his body and listened motionlessly to the voices above. The sound grew farther and farther away, and Manhattan slowly relaxed. There are not many people on this road, most of them are about to go home from work, and few people come to the reservoir at this time, let alone pay attention to the movement under the bridge.

After resting for a moment, Manhattan covered the wound with his right hand and slowly got up. I was about to climb up when I suddenly heard a movement on the bridge. He didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly retreated and squatted inside. I could only hear a person staggering to the bridge, and then there was a loud interval, and after a while, I saw a column of water rushing down from above. This bubble of urine is really long, and after urinating, the person on it probably shook it off, making it a piece of water stains. Manhatt thought that he would be able to go up and take a look when the man was gone, but who knew that with a muffled grunt, a man fell from above and lay on the ground. Manhattan frowned and looked down to see that the man was asleep on the ground, with a broken bottle beside him. Manhatt stepped forward, stretched out his hand, crouched on the ground, and grabbed him by the neck, the drunk man was disturbed by a hint of something else, muttering to himself that he would not make a fuss, and his hand was raised and bowed back. Immediately afterwards, the drunkard's right hand shook and fell directly to the ground, and the muttering stopped abruptly.

After a while, a middle-aged man in a white shirt and jeans walked out from under the bridge, with a natural and light step, and walked towards the street. Foreigners in Jinling are normal, not to mention that there are some people who are face blind and can't figure out the difference. He walked into the crowd like a drop of water into the sea.

When Shi Lu and Ma Xiaokui arrived at the security group, the time was just over an hour, and everything was fine except for some abnormal damage to the car. After a body search and inspection, Shi Lu led Ma Xiaokui to an office at the back of the hall, and when he opened it, he saw Zhang Jing staring at the cactus.

It's not a big office. Of course, this is compared to other institutions in the same class. This room can be said to be very simple, with simple white paint painted on the walls, black and simple wooden furniture neatly placed inside, the table is not large, and there are only two sofas. There was a pot of cacti planted on the table, and nothing else.

After Ma Xiaokui put the documents and documents on the table, he consciously turned around and left, and closed the door with him. Only the two were left talking face-to-face.

Shi Lu stood in front of Zhang Jing and nodded slightly, which was regarded as a greeting. His eyes quickly swept over Zhang Jing. This well-mannered genius boy wears a white shirt with two buttons on his chest that are not buttoned, and he looks quite bohemian. There was a computer on the table, a pot of cacti - it showed that he was attentive enough.

At this time, Zhang Jing was not proud. Although he tried his best to maintain his proper posture, the tightly knit muscles of his eyebrows revealed his impatience, and Shi Lu could see at a glance that this young man was under pressure that he should not bear at his age.

The most interesting thing is that even at this moment, Zhang Jing is still holding a paper fan in his hand, I don't know why there are still young people who like to hold this thing in such a modern society.

Zhang Jing put the paper fan on the table, did not make any greetings, and said straight to the point: "You have two choices, either do things for me, or go back and wait for death." ”

Shi Lu tilted his head and did not speak. Silence is the best choice at this time. For the rest, wait until he's done talking before making plans.

Zhang Jing opened the drawer on his left, took out a stack of documents, threw them on the table indifferently, and pointed to the mark on a piece of paper: "Two years ago, the northern continent was in turmoil, and riots broke out in dozens of countries and regions. All of our embassies were bombed and suffered heavy losses. ”

His voice was neither hurried nor slow, without the slightest fluctuation of emotion, as if he had said it many times.

Zhang Jing said, pulled out a red folder from a large pile of documents, and threw it to Shi Lu. There are dozens of sheets of paper, each one arranged according to the law of time. There are some places in it that I don't know if it is a printing problem or a problem with the original document, and the handwriting is blurry and scribbled. If you don't look closely, you don't know what is written. If you just look at them one by one, of course, you can't see anything, and you can't even say anything. But if you look at the entire document and straighten out the information according to time, it is completely different.

The more Shi Lu looked at it, the more frightened he became, and the speed of flipping through was getting faster and faster. "At the end of last year, a country on the northern continent arrested a group of terrorists in turmoil, and I learned a message from their mouths. It is said that an organization has already targeted our country and is planning to do something even bigger than the "11" incident. All of them were crazy and horrible, and they were inhumane. According to intelligence, Jinling is the city most likely to be in danger. At the beginning of this year, in order to prevent incidents from happening on the mainland, the state set up a special security team. Zhang Jing paused for a moment and continued: "But apart from these, we don't know anything. The other party's plan, location, and who they want to destroy. From the very beginning, our country tried its best, and only managed to catch the movement of one of the teams. ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Jing took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose, "Originally, this time the security team planned to set a trap to invite Jun into the urn, and wanted to use this team to find out the other people hiding in the city." It's a pity that in the end, it fell short, and an hour ago, people ran away. ”

Zhang Jing handed Shi Lu all the documents that had just been taken and asked him to sit on the sofa and browse them. said that it was for him to browse, but in fact it meant to investigate. Shi Lu roughly flipped through the documents, pointed to one of the record reports, and said: "This group of people lives in a rain of bullets and is the most sensitive to the surrounding environment. When you move, you suddenly lose your breath and voice, and this sudden change will definitely make them notice. ”

After listening to this, Zhang Jing couldn't help but stand motionless in his chair. Everyone has been talking about this before, and the conclusion of how Manhattan found out and acted first has always been inconsistent. Zhang Jing always thought that Wang Nian had unintentionally exposed his feet, or that the special police officers had exposed their identities, but at this time, it seemed that the problem was precisely his own.

Although Zhang Jing intended to investigate Shi Lu to see if he was still as sensitive as in the data, he didn't expect that his ability had not been investigated much, and his mistakes were found out.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jing was a little ashamed of his incompetence at first, but in a blink of an eye, his heart relaxed again - isn't this the person I am looking for?