It is said that it is an archive room, but in fact it is a five-story independent small building, which is connected to the main building of the General Administration through a corridor, and it is really difficult to find the files needed without anyone to carry them.

The place where almost no one pays attention to this kind of file is on the fourth floor, and the guards here all have corresponding secret lurking points, but Ye Wenqin's spiritual vision has already revealed their location.

"Sir, this is it, the captain said you can stay until eight o'clock, but be careful not to wander around, it will cause unnecessary trouble for both you and the captain. ”

This police officer was very polite to Ye Wenqin when he saw Jalawa, so his attitude was not bad.

"Don't worry, I'm here, and I'll get out on time. ”

Ye Wenqin shook hands with the officer, and then a high-value Hartland banknote slid into the officer's sleeve just right.

When had this little police officer ever encountered this kind of treatment, and his face almost smiled.

"Mr. Quint, what are you looking for, I'm familiar with this place. ”

When the money is in place, the service will naturally follow.

"Four years ago, in July, the case, the homicide. Just tell me the approximate location. ”

Ye Wenqin thought to himself how Lao Tzu knew what the case was, it was just an excuse to make up.

"Oh. Four years ago, they were all in Cabinet 17. You can find it by going through the corridor on the right. ”

The little police officer said earnestly.

"You've done me a great favor, thank you, brother. If there is anything you can do in the future, you can come to me, and I will give you a discount. ”

Ye Wenqin pretended to be very happy and thanked him, and gave him a business card of "himself".

"Where, as it should be. I won't interfere with you. ”

The little police officer saw that Ye Wenqin accepted his kindness, and left happily.

Ye Wenqin followed the location he said, and soon saw the seventeenth cabinet.

"The young man has a good memory. ”

He had apparently forgotten that he was also a young man now, even younger than the officer he had just had.

After finding a ladder to rummage through the archives, Ye Wenqin began to pretend to look at the archives, and the spiritual vision also began to reproduce the archives of the entire building little by little.

Ye Wenqin calculated, it was about half an hour, and he could completely reproduce it, and there was plenty of time.

He pretended to be like this, and he really saw something interesting, "Seven Steps Street Serial Murder Case." "The Viscount's scream. It's really difficult.

Ye Wenqin looked at these files with relish, feeling that he was reading a horror novel, "Why do these Hartland people always like to stack some gorgeous rhetoric in the files, and they are not writing novels, they are really talented." ”

When the time came to seven o'clock, Ye Wenqin completed the reproduction of the data.

But in the face of this sea of texts, he was a little stunned in his heart, "If only I could embody them all in reality." ”

The purpose of this visit was to obtain these materials, and with the successful installation of monitors in the Director's Office, the visit to the General Administration was a complete success.

After arranging a base station here, Ye Wenqin was ready to leave here.

Coming to the door of the archives, the group of people who were stationed here before had completed the shift change, and after Ye Wenqin asked the new police officer to thank Jalawa again on his behalf, he completely completed this trip to the Police Department without any danger.

Stepping on the night, Ye Wenqin walked out of the gate of the Police General Administration, at this time the entire General Police Department was still brightly lit, and it seemed that it was another sleepless night.

Ye Wenqin unconsciously looked at the Tekaser pit, dark, deep, devouring all good things.

In the depths of darkness, like a pair of blood-colored eyes, sit there and watch the tide rise and fall, the wind and clouds.

Ye Wenqin turned his head and walked forward firmly, this kind of evil place will be destroyed one day, and those unjust souls who have nowhere to go will finally be free.

The good mood was ruined by this glance.

The previously planned food action could only end in nothing, Ye Wenqin found a roadside stall to solve the problem of eating, but he didn't expect it to taste good, it was a small surprise.

It was already past ten o'clock when I returned to my residence, and after calculating the time, Song Dazhong should have arrived.

Ye Wenqin turned on the terminal receiver, and at this time there were already a few more accessible signals on it, including those from the Supervision Bureau and the General Police Department, after his day's arrangement, the monitoring signals had covered the entire range of Hartland City.

Sure enough, the number displayed on the terminal represented Song Dazhong, which had already lit up, and the location was in an airship take-off and landing field in the east of the city.

"It seems that this kid has just arrived, and Kumar should not be able to pay attention to him today. Listen to what the people at the Police Department are talking about. ”

Although the surveillance signal obtained by the General Administration was obviously a conversation between three people of high status, he did not have much hope for the contents, those people were always there to discuss any rebellion, and they had long lost the guts.

Sure enough, as he thought, from the recording, he could learn that the three people he saw were the commissioner, a deputy commissioner and a senior police assistant, they were considered neutrals, and they had not sided with each other before, and they were all a little confused about the future at this time.

Although it was this director who gave Vikas the order today, there was actually another deputy director behind it, and that person was Hart's descendant. In the current situation, the director has no way to refuse.

The three of them were talking about this very matter, and as a result, they all did not have much confidence in the future direction of the kingdom.

Although there is no substance, this also makes Ye Wenqin more aware of the extent to which what happened last night until now, and how much damage it has done to this country.

Ye Wenqin thought for a while, took up the pen and formed a detailed report on what he saw and heard, and sent it to Zhuge Wenxian in China.

Although Zhuge Wenxian simply replied with a "received", Ye Wenqin still believed that his report would play a positive role in the form of domestic research and judgment in the next few years.

"The next thing is to monitor Song Dazhong and find a way to infiltrate Royal Ramiro. ”

Ye Wenqin quickly made a plan for the next day, full of expectations for the new day.

Let's turn our attention to Song Dazhong.

Mayor Song had a good two days on this trip, at least after entering the airspace of Hartland and no longer had to hide in that aggrieved cabin.

He has also kept in touch with Kumar these days, knowing that Kumar is very nervous, so he reports his position at a frequency of once a day.

It's just that Kumar didn't reply to his summons in the last two days, which made him a little strange, and it wasn't until today that he learned the news of Hartland's change from the captain's mouth that he didn't know the reason for the lack of a reply.

"The Director must be very happy in the past two days, whether I want to apply for retirement or not. ”

Song Dazhong became entangled again.

But time is always against people, and just when he wants it to pass slowly, the airship arrives at its destination.

Song Dazhong saluted with few things on his back and waved goodbye to the captain who was still interested in his wallet.

"He also asked me if I could sit and return home, and he really regarded me as a Kaizi. ”

As a qualified spy, he will definitely not choose the same transportation twice in a row, and if he serves Kumar well, there will definitely be a special line for him to use.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar city in front of him, Song Dazhong was a little confused for a while.

In order to keep the secret of Qingchun Shui, Kumar didn't even send a person to receive him, but just asked Song Dazhong to find a place to live first, and then wait for his notice.

Kumar is indeed very busy, and there are already a lot of things in the Inspectorate, and he has to take care of Hart's side, for fear that someone will take his position as the first subordinate.

Song Dazhong, who was a little lonely, finally found a carriage that dared to come to such a remote place at this time to solicit customers, and after asking the coachman to recommend a place to live, he had time to take a closer look at this city that had been away for more than ten years.

In fact, during Song Dazhong's time in Hartland, he also traveled to various secret bases, and he didn't even have a chance to go shopping, so his last impression of the city was only what he saw on the road when he accepted the mission and left.

Although it was night, the realm of the challenge realm allowed him to clearly see the scene on the side of the road.

To be honest, he was quite disappointed when he saw everything, as a king, not to mention the many big cities of the Federation he had seen, even the environment of Guanlan City, where he was located, could not compare.

If the driver hadn't told him that he had just passed through a slum, he would have even felt the urge to hug his head.

When the carriage came to a large road, he finally saw what the civilized area of the royal city was like.

The road was named Hope, but to many outsiders, the name was ironic.

On the west side of the road is the slums, where all kinds of low, dilapidated houses and even airy shacks are built unevenly, with the dirtiest environment, the highest crime and mortality rates, where drugs are rampant, where infectious diseases are rampant, and all the filth of the world can be found there.

But on the east side of the road, there is a brightly lit entertainment district, where hotels, bars, casinos and entertainment venues gather, where dressed, flamboyant women, dressed in expensive dresses, and suave men get out of one luxury car after another and begin to vent their desires.

Looking from the west side of the road to the east, can you really see hope, Song Dazhong felt more despair and sorrow.

"It's ironic. ”

He let out this inaudible sigh after the coachman had told him that the scene in Lu Dong had been much worse because of today's turmoil.

Walking to the back, he even closed the curtains of the carriage, and no longer dared to look at the people and objects outside.

Years of life experience in the federation have made him accustomed to the life of equality for everyone, even if there are various elites in the federation, and there are countless corrupt officials and corrupt officials, but there, Song Dazhong can always feel a positive vitality.

And here, I'm afraid it's not even twilight.

This coachman is also a talkative fellow, and he is not a little timid, otherwise he would not dare to come out tonight.

He added fuel and vinegar to Song Dazhong the description of the scene of the Sword Saint's self-explosion that he saw today, which was mixed with his various speculations about this matter, and finally urged Song Dazhong to go and see the deep pit that the Pale Sword Saint finally formed, and there was no lack of sarcasm in his words about what happened to these high-ranking nobles.

This also gave Song Dazhong an understanding of the intensity of class contradictions in Hartland society.

In the past, he often saw relevant reports about Hartland in the federal media, but Song Dazhong, who had always believed that the motherland was powerful, always laughed at these news, thinking that it was just the result of reporters sitting at home and patting their heads, and it was only politically correct to publish it, but now he found that it was already a very good situation to remember what was written.

At this time, Song Dazhong understood why those ordinary spies from Hartland would try their best to stay in the Federation, even if they knew that the danger was extremely high, there were many people who kept applying for assignments.

Song Dazhong's contradictory thinking also originated from Zhuge Wenxian's two transformations, otherwise he might not have thought about it so much.

When he arrived at the hotel introduced by the coachman, Song Dazhong gave him a lot of tips to thank him for all this along the way.

The hotel was not bad, much better than Song Dazhong imagined, because the sloppy coachman did not make a good impression on him at the beginning.

The ghost sent the gods, Song Dazhong asked for the highest room, from which you can see the deep pit mentioned by the coachman, as well as a corner of the location of the Supervision Bureau.

"When a government forces a person who protects him to death, what hope does he have? ”

Looking at the scene in the night, the scene he had just seen echoed in his mind.