His son's words interrupted Song Dazhong's thoughts, and he glanced at his only blood relative in the world with a complicated face. "It's nothing, it's just that I'm tired, the car is steady, and I'll squint for a while. ”

After saying that, lie back on the back of the chair again, close your eyes and pretend to sleep. The wife and son looked at each other helplessly, and the car fell silent again, except for the hum of the power stove.

To tell the truth, since he and his wife had a child, Song Dazhong has had some disgust with the task he is performing, on one side is his family and the other is the motherland, so that he fell into contradictions, he gradually began to alienate his wife and children, and worked hard hard, wanting to make several great achievements, so as to leave here with his family, but the failure of this mission undoubtedly cast a shadow on his idea.

Leaving these troubles behind, Song Dazhong's brain began to run at high speed again, "What kind of army can solve Pahong's gang so cleanly, and that kind of comatose gas, there are too many new things in the Federation over the years." You'll have to go to the bottom during the day, and you'll also need to apply for a sleep order. ”

One thing after another was in his mind, until the car was safely parked in his garage.

"Dad, when you're home, go up and rest. Song Shiyuan's voice made Song Dazhong open his eyes, and the hypnotic grenade allowed Song Dazhong, who had not slept well for several days, to get enough rest, at this time he was not tired at all, but he still had to pretend to be tired.

Song Dazhong's family lives in a luxurious villa area, owning a three-story single-family villa, and the surrounding residents are either rich or expensive.

Entering the door, Song Dazhong handed his coat and hat to the only servant in the family, who was also transferred from the Hartland Kingdom to act as a bodyguard and watchman. He said to his wife and children, "All right, after running all night, you will also go and rest." He commanded in an unquestioning tone, and his wife and son, accustomed to his tone, went back to sleep.

Since Song Dazhong was awakened by the Hartland Supervision Bureau, he and his wife lived in a separate room. Instead of going back to his bedroom, he went to the study on the top floor, where the servant stood guard at the door. He checked around as usual before he sat down at his desk, picked up a tome of books on the table, turned a few pages, and began to draw.

Just above Song Dazhong's house, the fulcrum hovered there quietly, his every move in the study was displayed on the big screen in the command cabin, after the skeleton team evacuated from the theater, they came to Song Dazhong's residence for the first time, easily deceived this servant who was just a martial artist with illusions, and installed various listening equipment, and the best people in the team in the disciplines of behavior, cryptography, and psychology were staring intently at the screen.

Before the theater operation just now, Ye Wenqin made an analysis of the behavior and expressions of all the hostages, and he found that Song Dazhong's hands were covered by a piece of clothing, and when the twenty-seventh voice appeared, his body swayed slightly, it should be that his hands were doing something, and the fear and anger on his face were not so natural, these suspicions made him Ye Wenqin's first suspicion.

Let Ye Wenqin finally judge that he is the mastermind behind the scenes, which happened after the start of the operation, the moment when Song Dazhong was about to be hypnotized, he showed a disappointed expression on his face, his body shook violently, and at the last moment he spit out a word in his mouth, although it was not collected by the audio collector, but Ye Wenqin judged it by his mouth shape, this is the Hartland language, "Burst." It should have been the command to activate the self-destruct device on the communication device on Pahon's body.

Ye Wenqin received a notice from Zhuge Wenxian at this time, "Minister Zhuge and Governor Luo have already negotiated, the power of attorney has been recorded, and we can act at will." ”

This can be regarded as completing the due procedures, after all, the monitoring of a senior municipal official still needs to be authorized accordingly.

"That's a book of creatures in the sky, presumably a codebook, and the paper in his hand is a psionic prop. Nightingale said, looking at the image.

At this time, Song Dazhong was about to finish painting, a lifelike crow jumped on the paper, after he finished the last stroke, a black light lit up on the paper, and then the crow gradually dimmed, and finally disappeared.

"The spirit detector has a response, it should be a long-distance communication. At this time, doing this kind of thing can already determine his suspicion. Onito reported.

"It can only be used as circumstantial evidence, and we have to continue to collect intelligence. Don't worry, Hartland will definitely give him instructions soon. Ye Wenqin said that although this kind of psionic communication prop basically cannot achieve the effect of mass production, it is extremely hidden, and even if it is discovered, it is impossible to know where the information is sent.

Song Dazhong was closing his eyes at this time, rubbing his slightly swollen temples with his hands, painting this painting made him spend a lot of energy, because every stroke on it had a special meaning, and he also needed to inject spiritual power into it through special techniques, which was still more difficult for him who only cultivated in the exploration realm.

After waiting for less than five minutes, the paper in front of him lit up again, this time in red, the same animal pattern. This is a lava bay crocodile, a medium-sized magical beast that lives in active volcanic craters and lava caves.

Song Dazhong hurriedly cheered up and began to flip through the Encyclopedia of Animals in the Sky to interpret this ciphertext, and several skeleton team members also stared at the screen intently, trying to see if they could translate it.

In about five or six minutes, Song Dazhong completed the translation of the ciphertext, he flicked the paper, and the paper in front of him changed back to the appearance of white paper.

Song Dazhong began to pace in the study, thinking about the order that his boss had just sent back.

"Captain, according to the two patterns and the corresponding book information, thirty percent of the content can be compiled, you see, this is the information sent out by Song Dazhong. The nightingale handed Ye Wenqin a piece of paper with a few lines of words written, and they preliminarily compiled a part of the ciphertext information by watching the previous video repeatedly.

"Well done. Ye Wenqin took the paper and looked at it carefully.

"Codename.... ”

“... Fail. ”

"Raven... Jail. ”

“... Battle effectiveness... Coma. ”

“... Safe... ”

"Request.... ”

There is not much content on the paper, but it can basically allow Ye Wenqin and them to make a rough judgment.

"It's nothing more than the failure of the reported mission, the crow may be the code name of Pachai or Pachai's gang in Hartland, this is handed over to the minister, it is estimated that it can probe the bottom of Pachai, and the combat effectiveness and coma are estimated to refer to us. He's confident in his safety, but he doesn't know what the final request is. Onito stood aside, looking at the paper and analyzing.

"It's very likely, but it's a pity that the first ones can't be translated, it should be Song Dazhong's code name. Ye Wenqin nodded. Generally, the first line of MeSign is to identify yourself.

"Captain, this is from Hartland, there is more information. The nightingale handed over a piece of paper again.

"Deal with crows. ”

“ ... Troops... , you don't have to... ，... People survey.... ”

"The Falcon squadron... Interior.... ”

"Agreed.... ”

"Send a man.... "This information made Ye Wenqin and them a little surprised.

"The Supervision Bureau is ruthless enough, this means to kill Pachai as soon as possible, the information that the Falcon Squadron of the third bureau is a unit of the Ministry of Internal Affairs has also been proven, I don't know how much has been leaked, but the meaning of the second sentence, I think there is someone investigating us, and it is estimated that there is no eyebrow. The consent of the fourth sentence should be to agree to Song Dazhong's application, and the last sentence, is this to send people to this side again?" The imperfection of the information made it impossible for Ye Wenqin and his gang to make a final judgment.

"So, this fish can't be caught yet, and maybe something else can be caught. Onito suggested.

"Yes, you continue to monitor, and I will talk to the minister. Ye Wenqin looked at Song Dazhong, who was still pacing, and turned around and walked to the corner.

Zhuge Wenxian and the others are now in a hotel suite, and they have not rested, sitting in front of a coffee table, waiting for Ye Wenqin's news, and there is a pot of strong tea on the coffee table in front of them.

Zhuge Wenxian suddenly covered his ears and quietly listened to Ye Wenqin's report, "Continue to stare." ”

The eyes of several people also converged with his words, "It should be no problem, Song Dazhong just passed the news with Hartland, and the clown they deciphered part of it." ”

"Joker, is this the master you are hiding?" said Luo Dingyuan, who heard Ye Wenqin's code name for the first time, with interest.

"Lao Luo, you digress, let's think about who to replace you as the deputy mayor. Ding Mo said.

"Minister Ding, I guess Governor Luo will have to let this guy work for a while longer. Zhuge Wen took a sip of tea first and said with a smile.

"Tell me, what news have they heard?" Ding Mo said in surprise.

"I'll give you the bad news first, the Falcon code name has been known to the Hartland people, but I don't know what else has been detected. Zhuge Wenxian's first words made Ding Mo almost jump. "I'm your ancestor, and this has been leaked?" Ding Mo's face turned red.

"The reply from Hartland has the name of the Falcon Squadron, but the specifics are not clear, and they may suspect that the robbery was destroyed by the Falcon, and they also mentioned that they want to deal with Pachai, and it depends on Governor Luo on this side, whether we want to cooperate with them to put on a show. "Zhuge Wen didn't reveal the news that Hartland was going to send people, anyway, this is also the work of their Ministry of State Security, as for acting in prison, naturally they can't get around Ding Mo and Luo Dingyuan, the head snake.

"Do you want to deal with Pachai, you must have to do it in prison, the real Pachai has been sent to you, and the stand-in in the prison is also a death row prisoner, and he will be shot sooner or later, so there is no problem with taking it out to act. Luo Dingyuan squinted his eyes and said, "Pahong can also sneak out, well, I can find a few more to come out for the dead ghosts, the warden of the fourth prison is a good choice, I will have people transfer these guys there." ”

"Indeed, I have received a lot of complaints about that guy," the two old foxes smiled at each other, with a kind of heroic rush. "Zhuge , it's easy to say that the prison side is still up to you in terms of intelligence. ”

"No problem, since we have to wait a little longer, then let's not wait here, it's time to rest and rest, it is estimated that there will be no new news tonight, especially Governor Luo, the press conference after dawn will not be easy." Zhuge Wen glanced at Ding Mo and Secretary Liu first and stood up.

"Lao Luo, you also rest early, I will inform you if there is news. Ding Mo and Secretary Liu stood up knowingly.

"Okay, you are all leaders, I, Lao Luo, am waiting for your news, absolutely pointing where to fight. Luo Dingyuan knew his location and got up to send him off.

"Alright, don't go out. Let's not let anyone find out. Zhuge Wen first slipped on Secretary Liu's clothes, and the three of them jumped out of the balcony of the suite and disappeared into the night.

"Press conference, headache. Luo Dingyuan closed the balcony door, rubbed his head and whispered to himself.