"The police should have known this woman's appearance. Can she still appear at the airport?" Wan Yang moved his arms. He must have been injured after jumping from the upper floor, but this guy is already used to it.
Xu Chuan drove the car intently, "The crisis team has already informed it to various departments, but the woman seems to be very good at applying makeup, and she must have more than one passport." And there is one more thing, Equator has been operating for many years, so it is absolutely impossible that there are only people who are now.
He suspected that there was an equator's internal response in some departments, otherwise he would not be able to explain why equator was so confident and could get DC8 from the police's tight guard.
If you think deeper, the Equator can actually put people in various departments in Xiangjiang, no wonder Song An is like facing a great enemy.
"Boss, this woman is going to Macau." Zhang Biao's voice came from the walkie-talkie.
"I understand, book two air tickets for me and Wanyang, and you can stay in Xiangjiang." Since Zhang Biao is suspected of being exposed, there is no need to follow.
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"Mr. Song, there was no reaction from the airport." Luo Jialing walked to Song An and whispered.
Song An's expression remained unchanged, "It's similar to what we thought, please add H level." They came this time not only to solve the news of DC8. Song An did not tell the crisis team that the woman was targeted.
However, when her photos have been posted, there is no movement at the airport, which is already very telling.
"I understand." Luo Jialing replied, of course, it was not only the two of them who came to Xiangjiang. There was also a team in the dark to identify suspicious people.
The crisis team is still discussing how to deal with DC8. Choi Minhao from Country H insists on using their methods to verify the weapons and once again proposes the request to transport the weapons back to the country.
Although the other members of the group were hampered by Song An, they knew that they wanted to deal with it in this way, looking at their expressions.
This is also a common human nature. Due to level reasons, these people cannot see that the whole thing is in the stage of multi-party game, but Song An does not intend to tell them this.
"Even if we don't send it away, we should at least determine the safety of the weapon." Zhao Zhiren seemed not affected by the previous ones, and he looked at Song An with a firm look.
Song An leaned on the chair and nodded, "Well, Professor Zhao's words make sense." This sentence made everyone stunned. Song An looked at DC8 very tightly in the past two days and had almost no intention of letting anyone contact.
Zhao Zhiren felt suspicious, but Song An let go, which was a good thing after all.
"Then find a safe place to verify it. Please contact your friend from Country H for this matter." Song An said with a smile. No one knows what he was thinking.
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Macau is only a few dozen kilometers away from Xiangjiang in a straight line. The best way to transport is of course to take a boat, but our young lady seemed to be in a hurry, so she chose the most expensive way to take a helicopter.
The air express line can reach Macau in 15 minutes, but the price is also very beautiful. The ticket price is about 4,000 yuan, and Comrade Luo Jialing will cry.
The unit uses the AW193 helicopter, a 15-seat medium-sized twin-engine helicopter produced by Agusta Westland, Italy. It can take 12 passengers, has a wide porthole and a quiet cabin environment, and is the first choice for many business people.
Looking at the passengers dressed in well-dressed clothes and carrying briefcases around, Xu Chuan and Wan Yang were simply aliens, especially Wan Yang, who seemed to be hijacking.
However, no one has ever stipulated what to wear on a plane, so no one will stand up and say anything. Zhang Yijun wore a wig and hid all the big waves on her end. It looked like that in a professional outfit.
Under the sunglasses, Zhang Yijun looked at the person in front of her and felt very annoying. Although she looked good, she just felt an indescribable feeling of disgust.
Xu Chuan blinked at her and activated his passive skills, favorability of 5. Then Zhang Yijun's face became gloomy, and his forehead seemed to have a counterproductive effect.
The helicopter was not full, and it seemed that the fare still persuaded many people to be abandoned. The captain was a foreigner and served as a tour guide throughout the journey. Xu Chuan really wanted to introduce him to learn crosstalk and had a promising future.
But the speed is really fast and stable. Xu Chuan has now adapted to the process of riding a helicopter and has experienced several difficult aerobatics. This time he flew so smoothly, which made him feel that something was missing.
‘Damn, have I actually adapted to Modok’s crazy driving style?’, Xu Chuan was deeply trapped in self-doubt.
At the Macau New Outer Port Pier, the helicopter landed smoothly, and a group of people hurriedly got off the plane.
"Boss, will you keep up?" Wan Yang asked as he looked at Xu Chuan calmly.
"No hurry. When I got off, I installed a tracker on her." Xu Chuan took out the tactical terminal, and the signal on it began to be displayed.
Wan Yang thought for a long time but couldn't figure out when this guy took action? The boss was indeed the boss.
Zhang Yijun drove a car directly in the parking lot. It seemed that she was ready. Xu Chuan and his two men also needed to get a car first. Fortunately, there was a car rental store outside the dock.
Most of the right-hand rudders here are, so Xu Chuan of course handed over the driving work to Wanyang.
"Let's go, let's see who the young lady is here to meet?" Xu Chuan leaned against the passenger seat and looked at the tactical terminal leisurely.
Zhang Yijun drove the car to the old city, walked into a dilapidated apartment building, stopped in front of a room, looked left and right to see that there was no one, and then knocked on the door twice.
The door was pushed open, and an otaku with myopic glasses and hair was like a chicken coop. He looked at her, as if he was a little confused. Zhang Yijun took off her glasses, and the otaku opened the door with a sudden realization.
There was no place to put on the chaotic room, there were figures and some instruments with unknown names everywhere, and the table was packed with takeaway.
The sound of flushing water came from the bathroom, and a man who was dressed up as half a dozen years old came out.
Zhang Yijun handed him a piece of information, and the man was in front of his computer, "How long has it been?"
"Thirty minutes."
Hearing this, the man shook his head, "Miss, you don't think that intruding into the Xiangjiang police system is the same level as intruding into the horse-betting website. Thirty minutes? It doesn't matter three days."
"Don't worry, someone will open the back door for you then."
"Then there is no problem." No matter how strong the fortress is, it is broken from the inside. As long as a Trojan is implanted, you will have a way to enter their system.
Chapter completed!