"Nothing. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" realized that he had signs of violating the confidentiality regulations, and Zhou Yang diverted the topic to support Dai Xiaojun.

He was suddenly a little helpless, his method of trying to divert his attention through small talk failed again, and the topic went around in circles, but he still returned to that sentence.

Fortunately, it was getting late, so he washed up and went to bed.

The daily work and rest time of the criminal police is generally very regular, because they usually have to make physical and mental reserves for irregular working hours, and the work of collecting evidence, squatting, and arresting people often requires all-nighters, so Zhou Yang fell asleep quickly and woke up cleanly.

But when he opened his eyes, he saw a strange place, where there was a green grass, the vast field exuded an alluring fragrance, and a large lake could be seen in the height like a blue pearl, shining in the sun, and not far away in the yurt tribe, the people around the herd of animal skins carried spears and bows and arrows in and out, and wisps of smoke came out of the yurt.

Zhou Yang patted his head, and suddenly remembered the conversation with Dai Xiaojun before going to bed, yes! Thinking about it day and dreaming at night, this is not waking up, it is dreaming.

According to scientific theories and his own experience, people are often in the perspective of a bystander when dreaming, and it is unlikely that they will remain awake - after all, only a small part of the brain is active in sleep.

But Zhou Yang was very sober, he walked into the small tribe, the people in the tribe seemed to be unaware of his existence, he frowned and walked into the yurt, and looked inside the clay pot heated by the bonfire, I don't know what meat was tumbling in the light brown soup, exuding an attractive aroma.

Walking out of the yurt and overlooking the grassland on the original hillside, Zhou Yang's consciousness was in a trance, and the dream gave him an extremely unreal feeling, I don't know if it was real cranial nerve feedback or an illusion.

Just as he was having this feeling, a voice seemed to sound directly in his consciousness:

"Beautiful, isn't it? New guests? ”

Zhou Yang looked to the side in surprise, but a short humanoid object appeared on his side at some point, but the person didn't seem to hear his words, but continued to say to himself: "Sure enough, it's a new guest, it seems that you can't talk to me." ”

The humanoid object suddenly seemed to be melancholy: "For such a long time, he is really the only one who can talk to me among the guests who come, alas...... It turns out that the 'guests' are also different. ”

"What's different? What's the difference? Zhou Yang wanted to ask, but suddenly realized that this 'person' didn't seem to be able to hear his words, so he could only fall into silence.

"He asked me how big this place was, and I told him that it only took three days and nights to go around the whole world, and he asked me if there were people living in such a place. All I can tell him is that I am different from those people, and certainly not like you guests, and that I am unique and always have always been. ”

The 'person' was silent for a while, and without waiting for Zhou Yang to answer, he suddenly raised his vague head and glanced at the sun in the sky, and suddenly said, "It's time, you should go." ”

Before Zhou Yang could react, as if a trance shook his nerves, he sat up from the bed one by one.

The sparse sunlight poured on the potted plants on the windowsill, and a real fragrance was refreshing, and it was a new morning.

Zhou Yang rubbed his head, and found that the whole process of this dream was reproduced in his mind when he recalled, which made him break out in a little cold sweat.

People who have dreamed will have experience, dreams such things, no matter how real they feel at the time of dreaming, when they wake up, the content will be immediately forgotten nine times out of ten, only a few fragments that can leave a deep impression will be recorded in the brain, if these fragment impressions can not be recalled and consolidated frequently, in the near future, the dreamer will only remember that he had a 'sweet dream', 'nightmare' on such and such a night, but will not remember the specific content of the dream.

Zhou Yang was strange for a while, and had no clue, he could only sigh that there was nothing strange in the world, and picked up the bedside mobile phone according to the usual first action of waking up, and found that there were more than a dozen missed calls from the same number overnight, and when he frowned and wondered where this number came from, this number came again, he frowned and clicked on the answer, and he heard a muffled voice that said a word and hung up immediately.

"Go downstairs, turn left into the alley, thirteen meters, get in the car."

Zhou Yang looked at his mobile phone for a while, and felt that he was simply inexplicable in the past few days, tracking a transnational case back to China, and encountering a lot of strange things, this call came inexplicably, making him scratch his head.

Is it revenge?

He remembered some anecdotes and legends, and couldn't help but get nervous.

Official criminal investigation workers enforce the law impartially, and have public enmity but no selfish grudges, but criminals are not all so generous, and revenge and revenge happen from time to time, especially the criminal police contact with the general outlaws, the probability of this kind of thing happening is not low.

Zhou Yang went through the criminals with a tendency to revenge that he had dealt with over the years, and he had a sudden slap in his heart, there are many of these people who have considerable personal qualities, and it is not impossible to give himself two blows if he crosses the prison.

But as a criminal policeman, how can he be afraid of the underworld? Zhou Yang thought that at this time, people were only afraid of startling the snake, and he thought to himself that he was not a powerless person, so he simply went down to fight with these bandits.

With a plan in his heart, Zhou Yang put on a sportswear that was easy to move, held the pistol full of bullets in one hand, opened the insurance, and went downstairs step by step.

He walked vigilantly into the alley, gun in both hands, and slowly approached the location, and soon spotted the black Audi, the license plate number covered by the blackboard on the back of the car made him even more vigilant.

Zhou Yang prostrate his body, half-squatting towards the back of the car and slowly marching, a pair of eyes looking around, ready to shoot at the moment when the hidden gunman appeared, just when he was about to open the car door and hijack the driver, the window was pulled down to reveal a square face: "Unprofessional, you will still be honest when you encounter this situation in the future, don't play this game with others." ”

"Huh~" Seeing this face clearly, Zhou Yang wiped his sweat and stood up: "Lao Yang, are you okay to come here to scare me?" ”

"This is to give you experience, you usually need the help of the armed police and special police to arrest people, you can't do this yourself, since you are not professional, don't do it yourself, I think I was almost killed by you in Myanmar back then." Yang Jianhua pressed the car lock: "Get in the car." ”

"You're too small-minded, how many years have you remembered it." Zhou Yang got into the car and pulled on the pistol insurance, but saw Yang Jianhua stretch out his hand:

"Bring your phone."

"What do you want it for?"

Zhou Yang took out the mobile phone and handed it to Yang Jianhua, only to see his hands broken, extremely dexterously dismantling this customized police mobile phone, Zhou Yang was stunned to watch Yang Jianhua take out all the parts of the mobile phone out of the case, not only remove the battery, even the monitoring system and camera and other receiving systems were all removed and thrown out of the window, and finally returned an empty shell to Zhou Yang, without waiting for Zhou Yang to come to his senses, he stepped on the accelerator and started the car.

"What does that mean?" Although he knew that the other party had a deep meaning, Zhou Yang was still a little angry, this mobile phone looked ordinary, the actual cost was not low, all similar police mobile phones were specially customized, not to mention that there was a lot of information in it, once it was damaged, there was undoubtedly a huge loss, and once the police force could not contact him, the problem was even greater - the criminal police team required 24 hours standby, and he had never violated the regulations.

"I'll go back and get you a new one." Yang Jianhua didn't drive far, drove for a while, stopped the car at another crossing, and looked at Zhou Yang seriously: "Old Zhou, don't talk nonsense, do you want to continue to follow the case the day before yesterday?" ”

"Of course." Zhou Yang frowned and nodded: "But ......"

"Don't ask for other reasons, if you want, we will immediately notify Interpol, let you resign, and then join us as a special person to participate in this case, if you don't want to join, we will also communicate with your organization, this broken phone and your gun are easy to explain." If you join, I won't talk to you about the treatment, after the matter is over, we will arrange for you to continue to do criminal investigation in China, and if you want to stay in our department in the future, you can also talk. ”

Yang Jianhua looked at Zhou Yang, who was frowning and silent, and looked down at the old-fashioned mechanical watch on his wrist: "We don't have much time, I can't reveal more information to you now, you just need to tell me now, do it or not?" ”

"Do!" Zhou Yang is not a hypocritical person, so he immediately made a decision.

Zhou Yang, the department where Yang Jianhua works, has also heard some rumors about chasing after the wind, but his desire to explore the mysterious case really makes him want to stop.

By making this decision, he knew that his future life would be completely different.

In fact, many years later, Zhou Yang still sighs when he thinks of today's decision that almost cut off his entire life.

Yang Jianhua seemed to laugh with relief, but the words on his lips were not so beautiful: "Heh, I knew that you kid would definitely not be able to resist this temptation, and I saw it back then, and I couldn't scare you." ”

"You scared me just now?"

"Yes and not quite." Yang Jianhua took a breath and said seriously: "Old Zhou, you have to think about it, you still have fifteen minutes to regret it from now on." ”

"I know what to say."

"It's going to be talking."

This time of the capital is not the peak season, but in the morning in the third ring is still crowded, the entrance and exit of the subway has been lined up outside the door of the elder, is for a view of the capital, Zhou Yang followed Yang Jianhua to get off the Audi car, into a remote alley, the hotel at the end of the alley is very dirty, the waiters inside are scarce and lazy, Yang Jianhua did not say hello, directly into the third floor of the big room, at this time Zhou Yang noticed a few people distributed in the corridor, observe the position of these people to perfectly control all around the corridor, Appears heavily guarded.

What especially caught Zhou Yang's attention was that half of it was foreigners.

They seemed to know Yang Jianhua, only one Chinese came over and took away Zhou Yang's gun, and then stopped paying attention, the big room door in the center of the corridor was dark and heavy, and when the door was opened, it was a sealed metal door, which looked thick and heavy, Yang Jianhua opened the small door, and an ordinary wooden door behind it was half open, and the conversation could be heard floating out of it at this time.

A small line of words on the inside of the door caught Zhou Yang's attention, which was the English abbreviation of MSS (Ministry of State Security of China).

Yang Jianhua carefully locked the heavy anti-theft door, the conversation in the room stopped for a while, the eyes of the people in the room swept to the door, and after stopping at Yang Jianhua, they stopped on Zhou Yang's face.

Zhou Yang observed this small room, the room was very shabby, with plywood tables and broken wooden chairs, and the smell of freshly renovated paint in the air, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a temporary den.

Four people gathered around a four-foot square round table, two of them were Orientals and two Westerners, and to Zhou Yang's surprise, there was a Westerner he knew.

"Oh? This is not Officer MR. Chow? The brown-haired white man in a suit shrugged his muscular shoulders exposed by his sleeveless bodysuit: "I didn't expect you to chase here." It's really perseverance and it's worth admiring. ”

"Hello," Zhou Yang's face was not very good: "Mr. Clark, I didn't expect to meet you here." ”

"Of course, it's a problem that you cops can't solve." Marcus Clark glanced at Zhou Yang, looked very unfriendly, and turned to Yang Jianhua: "Dear Yang, I really don't understand, how did you find a piece of kraft candy back?" ”

"Kraft candy?"

"Of course it's this guy named Zhou, he once blocked the FBI headquarters for two months to ask for information that he shouldn't know, and I was sent by my boss to send him, and it almost made a psychological shadow for me." Marcus Clark sneered: "If you think this police officer can help us, I think it's wrong, they often deal with those monotonous criminal cases, and their brains have become ossified." ”

"Uh...... I'll interrupt. "The two Chinese sitting at the table, one old and one young, the old fifty or sixty years old, wearing a white-washed Zhongshan suit, short and strong, the face is not angry and arrogant, the young is about twenty-three or four years old, Zhou Yang glanced at it, only felt that the young man's eyes behind the glasses were very sharp, making people feel that it must be a very uncomfortable experience to look at this young man.

I saw the young man holding his glasses and interjecting: "We can also think that we who often deal with intelligence work also have a tendency to be rigid in our minds. ”

His English is round, textbook-like, but not like the tone of normal dialogue.

"So we need brainstorming, we need data analysis, but what do we need a police officer to do?"

"Mr. Clark, you're not right to say that." Yang Jianhua sat on the empty seat on the side of the round table, pulled up a chair and motioned for Zhou Yang to sit down, lit a cigarette and said clearly: "Interpol began to investigate this case about seven months before an intelligence organization like ours noticed this case, although the understanding of the incident is different, but I think some of their investigation experience should be helpful to us, and this Mr. Zhou bothered your persistence, maybe it is still an advantage." ”

"Well, maybe you're kind of convinced me. But if I find out that this kid is a useless, vain, and dragging his feet, we'll get him expelled, and by the way, don't forget to inject him with something then, after all, our involvement is classified. ”

Clark said maliciously.

"I don't need you to say it, if I don't make a difference, I'll get out of here." Zhou Yang couldn't hold back his anger and replied-for-tat.

Yang Jianhua glanced at Zhou Yang, nodded to the sturdy old man in the tunic again, and said to the two Westerners: "Now Zhou Yang is hired by us as a special commissioner for our joint investigation team. ”

Yang Jianhua said, pointed to the blonde Westerner next to Clark who had not spoken, and introduced to Zhou Yang: "You know Agent Clark, this is Mr. Howard, the special commissioner of the US Foreign Ministry. This is Chu Zhengxuan, a senior agent of the Tenth Bureau, and our leader, Deputy Minister Jiang Hongjun, and now welcome you to join the joint investigation team. ”

"Hello." People engaged in the military and police departments have a capable temperament, Zhou Yang and everyone nodded and even said hello, but Howard reached out and shook Zhou Yang quite politely.

Zhou Yang took a look at these people, but the suspicions in his heart continued unabated, the intelligence organizations of various countries are by no means harmonious with each other, this is something that ordinary people can think of, especially in the past few years, the relationship between ZM has been tense, and the intelligence department will not have a harmonious relationship, but at this time, they are sitting here together to form a special operations team, which shows that this case is far more bizarre than I imagined.

"Okay, let's move on to the question we just had, your 'plan'." Clark frowned and opened his mouth to Yang Jianhua: "I think it's very problematic, and it must be discussed again." ”

"Wait." Zhou Yang raised a hand: "Should you explain the incident to me, the 'special commissioner'?" ”

"Don't you know everything?" Clark pouted.

"I don't know anything." Zhou Yang said: "I only know that seven people from three countries have been attacked in this year, the murder weapon is a remote-controlled machine, and all the physical evidence has been monitored by your intelligence organizations after leaving the Interpol organization, and even now I don't even know the most critical part of the information of these seven people." ”

"You didn't tell him anything?" Clark looked at Yang Jianhua in surprise.

"This is a temporary resolution." Yang Jianhua nodded.

"Well, I'll tell you now." Clark threw Zhou Yang a stack of materials: "What you keep asking us, we don't know ourselves." ”

"You're the FBI! You should know everything that is happening in the United States. ”

"Nonsense! You're talking about an organization from a graphic novel, not the FBI. We are not gods, and we can only find some files and information at such a long time, if someone has the intention to cover it up, how can it be possible for us to know everything? ”

"Someone with a heart? Who is the person with a heart? ”

"Of course, it's the one who made the 'ten-year' data of these seven people unreliable." Clark flipped the information in front of Zhou Yang's eyes to a page, and a one-armed, one-eyed white old man in a military uniform appeared on the paper.

"Who is he?" Zhou Yang observed the old man in the photo, except for the scar on his forehead and one eye, the old man looked very kind, as if he was an elderly grandfather everywhere.

"William Hammer, a World War II veteran and the owner of the United Pharmaceutical Company, was the employer of these seven men for that decade, or rather, only six years."

"Pharmaceutical companies? Are you sure the company they work for is pharmaceutical? Zhou Yang's face turned strange, and he remembered that only two of the seven people's majors were related to medicine - all of them were physiology, and the other few were computer, philosophy, economics, and mathematics......

"Of course this company has gone out of business, this person is dead, well, this company has only made one drug in seven years."

"What medicine?"

"Anti-addiction. By inhibiting the nerves, he was able to quit big hemp, medicine, and addiction, and the sales were quite good that year. These seven people were not core research figures at the company, but now almost a decade after the company collapsed, these people have been attacked by this kind of thing. ”

"You mean this company is a front?" Zhou Yang frowned, realizing this.

"Bingo, it seems that you really aren't too stupid." Clark whistled, and turned another page, and the high-tech murder weapon that Zhou Yang kept in his heart every day a few days ago appeared on this piece of paper: "The people in our technical department studied this 'uh' thing and found a phenomenon. To put it simply, it is not a pure murder weapon, but more like a transmitter. ”

"Have you noticed where they were injured? That's the medulla oblongata, where sensory nerve impulses reach the brain. The Technical Bureau has done experiments on animals. It was found that when the three probes probed into the medulla oblongata according to the victim's wound, the experimental animals reacted somewhat ...... Eccentric. These are secondary, and what amazes us is the reaction of that thing. It sends some communication signals to a place through a portable antenna. Clark said, "It just so happened that something happened in that place recently that didn't quite pleasant for us. One of our anti-terrorist units in the Gulf region was investigating a suspicious area the other day when they suddenly lost contact, and when we found out a month later, they were all dead. ”

Zhou Yang frowned, he couldn't imagine that Clark had been so far away, the war on terror, serial murders, and high technology couldn't be involved together.

However, it does sound strange that the US military was wiped out by terrorists, and in any case, it is the number one army in the world.

"The problem is that we didn't receive any communication from the detachment during that month's time, note that it's any." Clark's expression was serious: "After the investigation, we found an astonishing fact, in that area equivalent to 50,000 square kilometers, all of our reconnaissance facilities were completely out of order, including satellites, networks, and radios. ”

"Are you sure?" Zhou Yang looked down at the area marked on the map, in the eastern and southern part of Turkey, 50,000 square kilometers is equivalent to one-third to one-quarter of the territory of most provinces and regions in China, and many small countries in the world do not even have such a large land. After all, the United States is now the world's largest scientific and technological power, and no matter how strong it is because of the economic crisis, its technological capabilities are second to none in the world, and there are only a handful of areas that can be separated from their field of vision under satellite monitoring.

"Don't underestimate us, we can at least judge that there are parts of this planet that my country should not be able to monitor or can monitor."

"At first, we thought you had set up a secret base there. It turned out not to be. Then we can get a very interesting guess.

An organization is secretly researching illegal technology with the intent to carry out terrorist activities. ”