Li Tong saw the SOF people handcuffing Wu Mian and explained loudly: "This gentleman is not a bad person, he just saved me and my students in the rubble, and we can all testify for him!" ”

"SOF is not responsible for forensics."

An agent stepped forward to take a look at the children at the scene, waved his hand, and said, "You come with me and get your identity verified." ”

At the same time, Wu Mian was also pressed and walked to the other side.

After he widened the distance between him and Li Tong, he said to the detectives beside him: "We are peers, I am Wu Mian, the director of the Ninth Special Service Division of the Ministry of Guards, and I came here to investigate the violent and terrorist case, you have to let me leave, otherwise it will interrupt my clues!" ”

"We've taken over here, and as for who you are, it doesn't matter to me."

The agent threw down a sentence coldly, and then, together with his companions, escorted Wu Mian into a flying wing combat boat.

……

Inside the mall, a SOF team also rushed into the mall.

The captain saw a group of men with weapons in front of him through his tactical glasses and made preparations for battle: "SOF! The front personnel lay down their arms! ”

The leader of the cleaning team who re-entered the commercial building to pick up Zhou Fuguang shouted loudly: "We are the plainclothes third division of the Kyoto City Bureau, and our director was injured in the process of fighting with the enemy!" ”

Captain SOF completely ignored the other party's shouting, "I'll tell you to lay down your arms!" ”

The leader of the cleaning team took the initiative to throw away the gun and ordered the others: "Put down the weapon!" ”

The SOF team quickly stepped forward.

At this time, Zhou Fuguang's shirt had been torn open, and the entire left forearm seemed to be blackened by ink, which was a little swollen and scary, and the bruises under the skin were still spreading to the upper arm.

Captain SOF pointed his gun at the crowd and roared, "Everyone raise their hands and don't move!" ”

The leader of the cleaning team roared: "Our director is injured, let the private medical personnel enter the scene first!" ”

Captain SOF was indifferent to what was in front of him: "This place has been completely locked down, and no one can enter!" ”

The poison on Wu Mian's poison needle is specially proportioned, which can bring unbearable pain to the infected, even if Zhou Fuguang has been injected with inhibitory drugs, but it can only slow down the spread of the virus, and it has no effect on suppressing pain, hearing the words of Captain SOF, he scolded angrily: "What the fuck do you mean by this?" I'm also working for the coalition government! Lao Tzu is not a prisoner! ”

"Who you are has nothing to do with me, I am only responsible for carrying out my tasks!"

The captain of SOF waved his hand expressionlessly: "Take them all away for investigation!" ”

Zhou Fuguang heard the words of Captain SOF, stretched out his right hand, and pulled out the quantum dagger on the waist of a subordinate next to him.

A SOF member reflexively raised his gun: "Don't move!" ”

"Poof!"

With a wave of his wrist, Zhou Fuguang roughly cut off his left arm, and blood sprayed all over the ground.

"Ahh

The intense pain made Zhou Fuguang let out a roar, and his body was instantly wet with cold sweat.

"Around!"

The cleaning team leader had completely ignored the SOF team on the side at this time, pulled out the adrenaline in his waist, and pricked Zhou Fuguang with a needle: "Hemostatic bag!" ”

Although SOF was not close to people, when he saw Zhou Fuguang's actions, he did not take them away directly, but gave the three places a chance to give first aid, and they came to control the scene in order to isolate the scene and conduct a thorough investigation.

But after all, the three departments are half of their peers, and Zhou Fuguang's identity is also relatively special, so they still have to give the face that should be given, the SOF captain looked at the three members around Zhou Fuguang, and said to one of his subordinates with a sideways look: "Let our doctor come in and isolate and dispose of it." ”

Zhou Fuguang's move was also a helpless move.

As a member of the police system, he knows that the people who know SOF are a group of humanoid machines, and although they are all natural people, their execution is even more paranoid than that of robots that read instructions.

If he doesn't take this way to protect himself, once he is taken away by SOF, the situation will only be more dangerous.

……

As the exclusive security department of the Congress, SOF rarely appears in public, and Wu Mian has only heard of this organization and has not dealt with them.

After he was taken to the airship, he was held in a separate engine room and fully monitored.

Wu Mian has already revealed his identity to the people of SOF, and in order to ensure his safety, he can only choose to sit quietly.

Because he had already dropped all the electronic equipment and weapons in advance, and there was no clock in this cabin, he could only close his eyes and start counting silently to estimate the time.

Four hours later, the cabin door opened again, and six heavily armed SOF members stood in front of Wu Mian, shielded him with hoods, and led him out.

In the darkness, Wu Mian didn't know where he was, he only felt that he had walked a long way, and then he was pressed on a chair and his body was locked.

The hood was removed, and a glimmer of light made his eyes narrow.

Behind the desk in front, two middle-aged men in suits and poker faces sat precariously, like emotionless marionettes.

Wu Mian slowed down for a while, but still couldn't open his eyes in this strong light, so he could only close his eyes and turn his cheeks to the side as much as possible.

"Wu Mian, the head of the Ninth Division of Special Tasks of the Ministry of Guards."

The person on the other side flipped through Wu Mian's resume and tapped his fingers lightly on the table: "Regarding today's matter, I hope you can give me a reasonable explanation." ”

Wu Mian knew that the bright light in front of him was a means to break his mind: "I am willing to cooperate with the investigation and be questioned, but before that, I have two things to say, first, I need to be investigated by what department, and second, I demand to be treated fairly, because I am not a prisoner." ”

"Even if you deal with agents like you, I'm afraid ordinary methods won't work."

A middle-aged man picked up the remote control and turned off the searchlight in front of Wu Mian: "We belong to the Political Department of SOF, I don't think I need to explain this to you in detail, you are a smart person, I don't want to waste time on you, if you don't toss me, I won't toss you, okay?" ”

"I went to Gimhae Square today to investigate another case, but on the way to investigate, a tragedy suddenly happened, and my first reaction was to evacuate, during the evacuation, I found that there were civilians trapped in the explosion area, so I rescued them, and then I was brought here by your people."

Wu Mian's remarks had already been thought out on the road, and when he did it in the mall, he had cut off the network and surveillance, and he was sure that he would not have any impact on his actions and expose his identity.

The middle-aged man on the opposite side showed a flirtatious smile: "Wu Mian, everyone is a fox, you didn't come here to talk about fasting, right?" ”