"According to the information from the council, the name of the terrorist who robbed the DC8 device this time is [Equator]."

"His name was given to him by the Inland Agency of the Toei Palace, and twelve years ago there was a theft incident in the Tokyo Imperial Palace, and someone successfully stole an ancient jade from the emperor's three artifacts, which was actually a piece of red agate."

After leaving Dongying, this person began to get involved in the underground weapons market, and Lao Mei suspected that he had planned at least three major transactions in Asia in the past ten years, and had also resold a huge amount of ordnance to Yuenan. Escape every time. ”

"No one has ever seen his true face, and he only sent two messengers for this Hong Kong Island deal."

Outside an underground parking lot in Tsim Sha Tsui, Zheng Jirong couldn't help frowning after hearing Peng Yixing's report in the passenger seat.

"Something is wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"For such a big deal as a nuclear weapons trade, only two messengers were sent."

Zheng Jirong's eyes narrowed slightly: "I think this equator is either ignorant and fearless, or has other plans."

It is worthy of being a talent cultivated by the country, and it is indeed easy to use.

But it doesn't matter, with his power on Hong Kong Island, Zheng Jirong doesn't believe that this equator can still turn out the palm of his hand.

After speaking, he waved his hand lightly and motioned for Xu Zhengyang and the others to evacuate first.

After Xu Zhengyang left, Zheng Jirong moved his neck and said with a relaxed face: "If nothing else, those two messengers should be almost here, let's go, go and 'trade' DC8 with them." ”

So far, the plan is going very well, and the manpower sent by the buyer to trade has been settled by himself, and now he only needs to wait for the messenger with DC8 to come.

At this moment, Xu Zhengyang trotted out of the underground garage with a bloodstained face, walked to the side of the car and leaned over to report: "Boss, everything has been taken care of." ”

"Those Middle Eastern buyers didn't have time to fire a shot, and they were all under our control."

Since the last time I saw Song An's face that looked like the Wheel King and Guo Juxia, and even looked a little like Judy, Zheng Jirong had a hunch that this incident might be another reappearance of the plot of a movie.

After Xu Zhengyang received the order, he didn't have a word of superfluous nonsense, nodded succinctly, and then turned around and quickly returned to the garage.

"Inform the guys in Kowloon, send out all the tracking teams to ambush around the location, and don't let me out a single fly!"

Li Yanming, the leader of the crisis team specially set up in response to the DC8 incident, hung up the phone in his hand, and then excitedly shouted to the deputy next to him: "Prepare for action, Interpol has found out the location of the transaction, in the parking lot of Gateway Building in Tsim Sha Tsui!" ”

"Let all the mobile units be on standby, ready to close the road at any time, contact the marine police and customs, and no ship can go to sea after 8 o'clock!"

After he obtained information on the DC8 trading location before South Korea and the police force this time, he immediately sent Xu Zhengyang to lead people to ambush in the parking lot in advance, preparing to catch those buyers, and then meet with the messenger of Equator instead.

Central Police Force, inside the Intelligence Centre.

He did not reveal the cause of this mission, and Xu Zhengyang never took the initiative to ask, but silently received and carried out the order, never overstepping his authority to ask more.

When leaving, I didn't forget to use the walkie-talkie to communicate closely with the guards in the garage, and arrange the next move in an orderly manner.

Looking at the blood stains on his face, Zheng Jirong frowned and said, "What's the situation inside?" ”

After speaking, he clenched his fists excitedly, different from the negative and panicked attitude of other departments in the Hong Kong government towards the DC8 incident, as the top officer of the anti-terrorism special services, he was more full of fighting spirit and determination than anyone else in the face of this nuclear crisis.

Seeing Xu Zhengyang's resolute back, Zheng Jirong couldn't help but nod his head in appreciation.

"Very good", Zheng Jirong nodded with satisfaction: "First handcuff them all and bring them back to the company, and the action is secretive." ”

But what gave him a bit of a headache was that he thought about it for a long time, but he never remembered the plot of which movie it was.

The reason is very simple: although Hong Kong Island has been chaotic in recent years, and there have been many robberies and murders, there has really not been a single incident that can be linked to a terrorist attack.

The only time was the jewelry robbery of the Grand Hyatt Building, but before he could get to the scene, it was solved by Zheng Jirong.

Sitting in the office and reading the newspaper for so many years, now that he finally has an opportunity to go into battle and show his strength, how can he not feel excited and excited?

And the ghost guy attaches great importance to this matter, if it can be solved smoothly and successfully arrest the equator, the first brother may be able to do it!

After sorting out his weapons, Li Yanming was about to set off for Tsim Sha Tsui when two South Korean intelligence officers suddenly stopped him.

"Chief Li, please allow us to act with you!"

"You guys."

Li Yanming looked at Cui Haomin, the deputy director of the South Korean Intelligence Institute, in front of him, and shook his head directly, these people were sent by the South Korean side to hand over the weapons, and if something happened, he couldn't explain it to the above.

Seeing his refusal, Cui Haomin hurriedly explained: "Only we can test the authenticity of DC8 weapon, and if it is not properly contained, there is a risk of nuclear leakage at any time!" At that time, it will cause huge losses to Hong Kong Island."

Hearing this, Li Yanming set his eyes on a middle-aged man wearing a red sweater and glasses not far away who was full of intellectual temperament, and this was Zhao Zhiren, a physics expert he specially invited from Hong Kong Island University for this nuclear incident.

After seeing Zhao hand-to-hand and nodding slightly at him, Li Yanming directly agreed, and quickly left the intelligence center with the overjoyed Korean side and rushed to the transaction place in Tsim Sha Tsui.

Gateway Building.

At this time, in the empty parking lot, in addition to the cars parked, only Zheng Jirong, Peng Yixing, and Ah Miao were there.

"Brother Rong, Mandarin Duck Milk Tea."

"Hmm."

In the car, Zheng Jirong took the milk tea that Ah Miao bought in the mall, and after taking two sips with a straw, he asked casually, "What time is it?" ”

Ah Miao raised his hand and looked at the time, then frowned and said, "It's eight o'clock in three minutes, shouldn't the people at the equator want to miss the appointment?" ”

Zheng Jirong said calmly: "It's not impossible, nuclear weapons are very sought-after in the world, he won't lack buyers, maybe he finds a higher bid." ”

At this moment, there was a sudden roar outside the parking lot, and a locomotive came galloping and went over the railing directly into the garage.

The two people in the car were wearing helmets and couldn't see their true faces, but the person in the back seat was carrying a heavy travel bag, which was very conspicuous.

Messenger at the equator?

"Set up a gun, seal the exit. And."

Zheng Jirong said to them seriously: "Don't shoot unless you have to, once you hit DC8, the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

"Understood!"

After explaining the two, Zheng Jirong put on a white mask and prepared to get out of the car to negotiate with the other party.

He didn't care if the other party would recognize him, as long as he had the opportunity to get close, the Heavenly King Lao Tzu couldn't escape from him.

However, at the moment when Zheng Jirong just stepped out of the car door, Super Sense suddenly issued a strong warning!

He looked up and saw the man in the back seat of the motorcycle throwing a grenade at him without hesitation!

In an instant, several grenades crossed the arc in the air, approaching Zheng Jirong!

Exercise!

Zheng Jirong scolded secretly and quickly retracted into the car and slammed the car door!

Rumble! Boom!

In the next second, a series of explosions sounded, and the fire in the garage soared into the sky!

At this time, on the street outside, Li Yanming and others, who had just arrived at the scene, couldn't help but look nervous when they heard the explosion.

Then, before they could react, a motorcycle suddenly rushed out of the garage, and the man in the back seat saw the police car on the street and threw several grenades directly without saying anything, which instantly exploded in the street, causing a panic.

"Catch up! They must not be let go! ”

Li Yanming roared over the walkie-talkie: "Notify the PTU to block all the nearby roads for me!" ”

"Send another team to check the inside of the garage, don't let the buyers inside escape!"

"Understood!"

Rumble!

As the words fell, another grenade exploded nearby, and the powerful shockwave nearly overturned the car.

Damn, what do these guys think of Hong Kong Island!

After Li Yanming scolded, he got out of the car window and took out a gun and fired at the motorcycle not far away, but he was directly stopped by Cui Haomin in the back seat after a few shots.

"Stop! You can't shoot, Sir Li! ”

Cui Haomin shouted at him urgently: "The thing that the person in the back seat is carrying is the same as DC8, if it is hit, there will be a risk of leaking the raw ball!" ”

Li Yanming was shocked when he heard this, and immediately stopped pulling the trigger, then picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Don't shoot!" Don't shoot! Keep up with your target and force him into an encirclement! ”

Rumble!

However, the terrorists on the motorcycles did not seem to care about this, and they continued to throw grenades, blowing up the approaching police car.

Flames and explosions reverberated through the streets, and citizens and police officers fell to the ground injured.

Li Yanming looked at the chaotic situation in front of him, and felt extremely troubled in his heart.

This is the centre of Tsim Sha Tsui, and they are unable to shoot back in the face of these terrorists who keep throwing grenades.

How do you catch this special thing?

At this moment, in the underground garage, Zheng Jirong's vehicle has been covered with grenade fragments and bullet marks.

Fortunately, this car is a specially customized bulletproof car, and although the grenade is amazingly powerful, Zheng Jirong and others in the car have not been affected too much.

Peng Yixing looked at the windshield full of cracks and pieces of iron, and said in surprise: "What does the equator mean?" Does he want to eat black and eat black? ”

"Have you ever seen a black and black food black where money doesn't just throw grenades?"

After Zheng Jirong replied, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly.

The two couriers threw grenades as soon as they met, apparently not for the trade, their identities were likely revealed, and the operation, if it didn't succeed in killing him, was a stern warning to themselves.

Thinking of this, Zheng Jirong's face was a little gloomy, except for Song An's side, only Ling Lingqi and Ah Miao Peng Yixing knew about his actions this time.

Senior brother definitely won't betray him, right?

He quietly glanced at Peng Yixing, who was still frightened in the seat, and then shook his head secretly.

The two men had no reason to betray him.

After thinking for a moment, Zheng Jirong turned to Ah Miao: "Did you see any suspicious people in Kowloon Tong that night?" ”

"Suspicious people?"

Ah Miao was stunned, then shook his head and said, "No, except for the bodyguards that night, I only saw Mr. Song's secretary." ”

"Secretary?"

"Yes, she specially brought a cup of coffee from the house to warm me up", after Ah Miao finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Zheng Jirong: "Brother Rong, are you suspicious?" ”

"Suspicion, since there can be no spies on our side, then the problem must appear on Song An's side!"

Damn, I don't even know if I have a ghost at home!

(End of chapter)