A deep and silent starry sky.

Low Earth orbit hundreds of kilometers above the ground.

A surveillance satellite belonging to America, Keyhole 7, is flying in orbit over Southeast Asia at this time.

At the Kennedy Space Center, ground control suddenly received an urgent task requiring them to keep a site under constant and intense surveillance.

At this time, only 7 minutes had passed since Joshua gave the warning signal.

This efficiency is simply a god-fast speed for America, whose operating system has already been bloated to the extreme.

After seeing the contents of the letter of assistance, Mei Lin, the head of the ground control department at the Kennedy Space Center, did not dare to grind the foreign work, and hurriedly asked the technician to adjust the observation angle of the monitoring satellite.

After more than ten minutes of urgent adjustment, the Keyhole 7 surveillance satellite finally adjusted the angle and firmly monitored the area around the target in Sandakan City, Malaysia.

At the same time, the ground control department is also mobilizing other passing surveillance satellites to ensure that outdoor pictures of the location can be taken without interruption.

The other side.

Tom Clark, the deputy governor of the Black Ships in Southeast Asia, also dispatched troops in a hurry.

With the help of the official channel of combating international crime, he asked the head of the Amerika embassy in Sing Tao to call the Malaysian side directly, and quickly asked the Malaysian side to cooperate with him and seal off the block, on the grounds that there was a group of dangerous flour guys secretly operating in the area.

At the same time, Tom personally took dozens of sailors from the Black Ship and loaned 50 Marines from the U.S. military base on Sing Dao.

At the U.S. military airfield in Sing Tao, take a military transport plane and go straight to the airport in Sandakan City.

It's all been arranged, and only about an hour has passed.

Obviously, this time the black ships are really desperate, and they do their best to mobilize all the forces that can be mobilized.

When Tom and his men arrived at Sandakan City, they rushed to the office building.

However, when the heavily armed GIs, as well as the local patrol officers in Malaysia, rushed into the office building together, the scene was only a mess of debris.

Tom looked at the captain of the patrol house in Sandakan City: "Captain Harbour, this may involve some evidence of international criminals, we need to deal with it separately. ”

The captain of the patrol room, Ha Wu, was a sturdy and short middle-aged man, and he replied a little ambiguously: "This is not very good, right? After all, it's not in accordance with the rules......"

Tom knew it wasn't in order, of course, but he didn't talk nonsense with Harbour.

After a while, Hawu's cell phone rang, and after answering the call at the door, he walked in again, and said with a smile:

"Mr. Tom, please! I'll watch from the door. ”

"Thank you." Tom nodded, then turned around and waved his hand to the subordinates: "Action." ”

Ha Wu, who was at the door, took out a small cigar and lit it, and then sat in the back of his pickup truck, slowly swallowing the clouds and spitting out the fog.

Another patrolman, dressed in an army green uniform, leaned against the car door, smiling at the busy Black Ship agents.

Ha Wu handed the cigarette case out of the car window: "Get one?" ”

"The captain is rich? Smoke up the sands? The young patrol smiled and pulled out one, Sands is a product of Malaysia Nanfeng Group.

And this Nanfeng Group is one of the secret subsidiaries of Homo sapiens.

"Hoo ......"

"I don't know when these foreign masters will be able to do it?" Hawu mocked as he swallowed the clouds.

"Who knows!" An inexplicable smile flashed in the eyes of the young patrolman, who had destroyed all the electronic devices inside half an hour ago, and at this time he also wanted to see what the black ship was capable of.

Ha Wu glanced at the young patrolman, and also smiled without saying a word.

……

Inside the office building at this time.

Every time Tom walked through a floor, his mood couldn't help but be gloomy.

Not to mention computers, laptops, mobile phones, and even printers, air conditioners, televisions, projectors and other equipment, all of which have been taken out, but all parts with a little electronic components have been removed.

As for paper materials and the like, don't even think about it.

The paper materials on site were newspapers, calendars, books, magazines, trade data, etc., and there was no useful information at all.

However, Tom did not give up, he had already ordered the trace investigation team to extract all the footprints, fingerprints, hair, bloodstains, urine, dander and the like from the scene.

However, Charles, the leader of the trace exploration team, as well as Chen Jesse and others, frowned at this time.

No bloodstains, fingerprints, hair or anything like that were found at the scene was unimaginable.

"Isn't there anyone living here?" Chen Jiexi asked with some hesitation.

But the squad leader Charles shook his head: "Hamsik's group, there are four people in total, plus the three employees they employ, there are at least seven people here. ”

"But this site is so clean, even our lab has never been so clean." Chen Jesse complained.

This is also the reason why Charles is now doubting life.

Not to mention bloodstains, fingerprints, and even dandruff can't be found.

Now at the scene, except for the hair and dandruff that fell from the black ship and the GIs, as well as the footprints and fingerprints left by the rush in, there was no sign of outsiders.

This kind of environment is comparable to a murder in a secret room for trace investigators.

All traces are non-existent.

Could those guys still disappear into thin air?

And Tom, who came to the top floor, saw the medical equipment and electrical equipment that had also been "cleaned", and his face was as black as the bottom of the pot.

"Why is there X-ray equipment here?"

The assistant replied awkwardly: "Three months ago, Hamsik applied for it, and he said that he wanted to support the remote villages in Sabah and support some rural converts. ”

Tom was keenly aware of the problem: "Shit! He must have done something here, and we don't know, and maybe the Governor's disappearance had something to do with him. ”

The "......" assistant did not know how to answer.

In the current situation, Governor Joshua must be more than lucky, and Hamsik and others are suspected of defecting.

But the key thing is that they didn't catch each other, even the local employees of this trading company disappeared without a trace at this time.

No specific target was found, which made Tom, the temporary governor, feel extremely tricky at this time.

He knew that Hamsik and the others might have defected, but the question was which force the other party had rebelled to? You can't be Hamsik and the others doing things on their own, right?

Of course, he also had a suspicious target, and that was the Luzon side.

After all, Joshua came to Sandakan City this time to meet Matt Marcus, the remnant of the Marcus family.

It's just that Tom can't do anything right now.

Because the Black Ship Headquarters didn't care about Southeast Asia at all at this time, even if a governor might have been killed, it didn't make the Black Ship Headquarters readjust its focus.

After all, the impact of the dirty bomb at the Kings Bay base was too great.

No matter how undercurrents swelled in the colony, it didn't matter to America proper.

But Latin America, as the back garden, as well as North America, is the bottom line that America absolutely cannot tolerate.

Now that America is mobilizing all its forces to investigate the ins and outs of that dirty bomb, the matter in Southeast Asia can only be postponed.

Tom sighed, feeling extremely aggrieved in his heart.

But what about grievances, how important is the colony as native, things have to be prioritized.

He can only collect as much evidence as possible now to investigate who is behind the scenes, and when the headquarters is freed up in the future, there will naturally be a way to clean up these rebellious colonies.

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