An hour later, in a secret room nearly 50 meters underground in a vast 'Rong Nursing Home' on the southern outskirts of Los Angeles to support the widows and elderly soldiers of the Federation and let them live out their old age in peace.

An emaciated white man in a crisp black suit, with light brown hair combed meticulously but gray sideburns, aged between middle and old age, looked at a transparent glass wall with a slightly surprised expression.

On the other side of the glass wall is a room with an area of about 100 square meters, empty, with only a silver metal chair in the center.

"How old is the target this time, Natasha, he looks like he's just a kid?" After carefully observing Zhang Longchu through the glass wall, the emaciated white man asked in a hoarse voice.

A tall, slender and attractive woman standing on his left side with a very beautiful face but a temperament that was too cold had not yet answered, and a middle-aged man on the right who seemed to have Indian blood, brown skin, and was short and obese was the first to speak his opinion, "Child, ha, head, how many children have we seen in the 'front zone' that are more dangerous than ICBMs."

I have a gut feeling that this guy must be a big devil. ”

The so-called 'frontier zone' refers to the territory of the earth bordering the heterotopic plane, where conflicts and even wars may break out at any time, and according to the guidelines of international counterparts, special military laws are applied within a radius of about 500 kilometers.

This kind of local order and environment is extremely chaotic, but there are many opportunities to become rich overnight and achieve fame than in peaceful areas, which can be described as a paradise for adventurers.

Hearing the unwarranted speculation of his companion, the emaciated white man rolled his eyelids and said, "Mustang, we all know that this is Los Angeles, not the frontier zone, and if you talk nonsense again, I will cancel your vacation." ”

The beautiful woman beside him seemed to have not heard the words of the short and fat middle-aged man, and replied in a magnetic voice: "Head, the target of this operation is named Longchu.Zhang (Zhang Longchu), and his age is 15 years, 4 months and 27 days. ”

"longchu.zhang...", repeating Zhang Longchu's somewhat odd name for the Omi, the emaciated white man asked, "Is he a purebred Chinese, Natasha?" ”

"Yes, head," Natasha replied as she looked at the information in her hand, "His father's name is Zhang Xitong, and his mother's name is Song Guangmei, both of whom are international students from China, and later settled in the Federation and gave birth to Zhang Longchu, who originally lived a happy life, but unfortunately in the summer of six years ago, that is, when Zhang Longchu was nine years old, these two people both passed away due to a car accident. ”

"Car accident," the emaciated white man was slightly stunned, "is there anything suspicious?" ”

"No, it was a simple drunken accident," Natasha shook her head lightly, "The perpetrator is a severe alcohol dependent, driving a scrapped car without any insurance, hitting and killing Zhang Xitong and his wife at the intersection of Central Avenue in Los Angeles, and at the same time getting under a bus and dying."

There were more than 200 witnesses at the scene, there was no suspicion, no insurance, no compensation, no accountability, after the accident, Zhang Longchu was taken into the custody of the "Children's Rights Protection Bureau" as an orphan and sent to the orphanage. ”

"What a pitiful miserable life for a nine-year-old orphan," the emaciated white man shrugged, "and the guy who goes against such a poor child is usually a villain."

Since there are no familial suspicions, let's cut straight to the point, why was this young man arrested by the action group and made us the villain? ”

Natasha replied: "On September 9, Zhang Longchu was the only survivor of the Los Angeles Ring Bus Accident that killed 23 people, and he was unharmed, only in a coma in the hospital for two days, and was discharged directly after one day of hospitalization.

According to the autopsy report issued by the medical examiner, Senior Detective William Brown of the Los Angeles West District Serious Crime Unit, who was in charge of investigating the car accident. Z. Mountbatten and Thomas Vic decided that the accident was most likely caused by a horrific incident caused by superpowers, so they questioned the sole survivor, Zhang Longchu, and judged him to be lying based on experience and direct feelings..."

"Experience and intuition," the emaciated white man interrupted Natasha's words with a frown, "so there's no evidence left?" ”

"Yes, head, the two detectives did not submit any evidence for their suspicions," Natasha flipped through the information in her hand, nodded and said her judgment, "However, according to their fifteen years of detective experience, and their experience and intuition are the first in the entire Los Angeles Police Department, their experience and intuition still have a certain degree of credibility." ”

"yes, let's go ahead then." Hearing this, the emaciated white man shrugged noncommittally.

"Because there is no evidence, Agents Mountbatten and Vic did not take any substantive action against Zhang Longchu, only conducted secret surveillance and background checks," Natasha gushed out: "It turned out that Zhang Longchu was likely to conduct ** transactions at the Anton Middle School where he studied, and thus made a feud with Brian, a small gang leader on Orange Street called the 'Bone Brothers'...

Brian would have been an addict in Houghton, North Carolina...

Because my sister was favored by the boss of the 'Bone Brothers' than Foley and became the principal of Orange Street...

There are no black market profits on Orange Street, so in order to recruit troops, Brian will do whatever it takes to make money

After Zhang Longchu was beaten and injured by Brian, his adoptive father was left dead in the streets, and there is probably an unusual connection between the two...

On the day of the death of Zhang Longchu's adoptive father, a large explosion occurred at the Gangster Pier on Orange Street, killing at least 40 people at the scene and turning more than 159 stolen cars into scrap metal...

The forensic inquest showed that although Brian's body had been completely carbonized, the torture he had received before his death was still clear, and according to the autopsy, he had his anus cut open alive before his death...

It would not have been possible to torture such torture if it were not for a deep hatred, so it is suspected that the target may have carried out this brutal massacre in retaliation..."

"Aren't those two Los Angeles agents secretly monitoring their targets," the emaciated white man interrupted Natasha's words with a frown, "Isn't everything clear when you compare Zhang Longchu's whereabouts that day, and you still need to be suspicious?" ”

"Head, because the Los Angeles Police Department has limited manpower, and the special environment of Orange Street is difficult to control, so after a week of monitoring without any results, the target was not monitored for 24 hours, and the night of the pier explosion happened to be the blind spot period of surveillance." Natasha replied regretfully,

"It's really stupid to revoke surveillance during a period of suspicion that the target has had a major accident," the emaciated white man frowned, "and how did this case transfer to our system?" ”

"Although there has been no evidence that the target was related to the 'Circle Bus Crash' and the 'Orange Street Pier Bombing', these two horrific incidents, which were less than two weeks apart and killed at least 60 people, are clearly inextricably linked to him.

The Los Angeles West District Police Department, or the entire Los Angeles police system, could not afford to have such a serious casualty case happen again, so in the absence of direct evidence that it could not be arrested and prosecuted, the senior management of the Los Angeles police acquiesced to Detective Mountbatten and Vic to write down their views and submit them to the 'Federal Department of Homeland Security'.

The DHS's behavioral analysis experts have analyzed and agreed with their suspicions, and have made the most logical conjecture, which is simply that on September 9 this year, Zhang Longchu 'naturally awakened' some kind of supernatural power while riding the Circle Bus, and casually reminds you that his age of fifteen happens to be the most common period of 'natural awakening'.

During the awakening, due to the influence of the strange force field, the bus driver lost his mind, which led to the car accident, and also because the natural awakening must have occurred 'force field phenomenon', Zhang Longchu fell into a coma and was hospitalized for three days.

Later, just as he was slowly adjusting to his newfound supernatural powers, gangster Brian approached him.

At first, Zhang Longchu did not resist because of his lack of self-confidence in the newly gained strength, but later because of the death of his adoptive father, he finally burst into power, killed dozens of gangsters, and blew up the old pier on Orange Street. ”

"It sounds a lot like the story of the protagonist of a sci-fi soap opera, are you sure it's the DHS behavioral analysis expert who made the guess, not some desperate Hollywood writer?" The emaciated white man pondered for a moment and said expressionlessly.

"Head, we all know that there are sometimes transitions between reality and the bloody plot of a soap opera," Natasha closed the flipped file and said with the same expressionlessness, "Just experiment to know whether the conjecture I just said is reality or a soap opera, isn't it?" ”

"That's right." The emaciated white man nodded approvingly, and then commanded, "All right, Akens, now let our guests come to their senses, and calm down and calm their heads."

As he spoke, the leaders of the secret federal employees in gray uniforms, sitting in front of a row of three-dimensional screens, monitoring all sorts of data, replied, "Yes, General." The skillful operation of the brain in front of him.

With the beating of the man's fingertips, there was a faint 'bang...' sound from the corner of the ceiling in the room opposite the glass wall, and a stream of colorless gas erupted.

After more than ten seconds, Zhang Longchu's stiff body slowly became soft, his eyes rolled under his eyelids for a while, and his back straightened suddenly.