"You really caught the person." Xu Chuan was not surprised to get the affirmative answer.
"You did help a lot this time, otherwise it would be really hard to connect them together."
Oh, Old Xu actually praised himself. Xu Chuan looked outside the car window and the sun didn't come out from the west.
"By the way, I forgot something before. Last time at the Xiangjiang Racecourse, my people saw Wang Shangen." He followed and escaped before, and forgot about this matter.
Xu Zhengyang was still as unexpressed as ever. Xu Chuan really doubted whether he was facial paralyzed. "I understand. This guy has been on the Interpol's red wanted order. According to our information, he has been operating near Southeast Asia recently."
"He is very likely to be the representative of the DC8 buyer. Although my people didn't see him meeting that woman, I don't believe there is such a coincidence in the world." Xu Chuan continued to say his guess.
Xu Zhengyang nodded, "I know, I will make people pay attention to them. This time the buyer has not appeared yet. The identity of the people in the parking lot last time has been confirmed, but they are all minions. Do you know Leo Crane?"
Xu Chuan looked at him in confusion, "I know, the arms dealer, but I haven't dealt with it." Leo Crane, Marx Adams, and the one who fell to death from the swimming pool were all old arms dealers. Compared with HCLI, HCLI can only be regarded as a rising star.
"We suspect he is the buyer behind DC8."
"Wow, you tell me such a big news, aren't you afraid that I'll sell it online?" Xu Chuan grinned and joked with Xu Zhengyang.
"Not afraid, we are ready to close the network." This news is even more exciting.
Xu Chuan blinked, "If you say so, have you finished researching DC8?" These people were building a plank road openly to Chen Cang. Their initial purpose was not DC8, or it was not the main purpose.
Xu Zhengyang nodded, "Mr. Song's team already has weapons experts, and they have already been dealt with in the past two days. The conclusion is that this is a decoration, similar to the original speculation."
"Damn, is it really a fraud?" No wonder the father of Country H did not react at all. Maybe he was taking kickbacks, but that makes sense.
Xu Zhengyang turned to look at him, "We guessed that at the beginning, Country H was stimulated by the north and did want to develop a deterrent weapon, but there were deviations in the process. Later, more and more stakeholders were involved. Even if Country H wanted to stop, it could not stop."
"They really know how to play." Xu Chuan really has nothing to say.
"However, the more you get, the more you need to be careful. We interrogated the boss lady and found that the messenger might be from the 39th place."
Xu Chuan frowned, Damn, why are there more and more involved? 39th place or 39th office (I am afraid I will write it and then change it if I write it. The drama involved is the fourth season of the US version of "Counterattack"), which is a group of weirdos.
"Jin Xinian, no wonder this name is so good." Xu Chuan complained that as far as he knew, there were 39 strongholds in southern Thailand, smuggling, selling DUs, selling humans, arms, and manufacturing counterfeit money. There was basically nothing this group of people dare not do.
"Today you go back to Xiangjiang and help Xiao Luo watch outside. More than a dozen armed personnel passed by here last night." Xu Zhengyang drove the car around two laps, and it seemed that he did not intend to take him to his territory.
"Damn, I don't even have a guy in my hand. What should I do? Or I'll transfer people over and just throw them off." He was most annoyed by this kind of hard work and was not happy at all.
Xu Zhengyang stopped the car and it was still the place where Xu Chuan had just squatted. "Don't even think about it, but I can give you the right to fire, as long as there are no civilian casualties, otherwise you will know the consequences."
"You still need this? I really think I am your subordinate." Xu Chuan muttered with his head down.
Xu Zhengyang frowned, "What did you say?"
"I said I understand." He pushed open the car door and got out of the car quickly, "Can you send me back to the hotel? He actually turned back. You are really good."
Xu Zhengyang ignored him and kicked off with a throttle.
Xu Chuan compared a middle finger behind.
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Xiangjiang, all parties of the crisis handling team finally reached an agreement, "The underground facilities that store DC8 are 400 meters away from the Police Department building, and can become a place for verification." Li Yanming has been much more relaxed now, not only has he caught the messenger, but his weapons are also in his own hands.
Although the person named Song refused to hand it over to the H country, as long as the safety of the weapon was verified, there would be no problem. He had done all the work he could do, and he was absolutely worthy of his heart.
Choi Minhao and Shin Mi-kyung were wearing nuclear, biochemical protective clothing. Park Woo-chul had a serious concussion. The set of passwords he had in his hand had been handed over to Choi Minhao.
"Okay, let's start." Song An said, then looked at Luo Jialing. It was not just this verification work that started.
Cui Minhao and two others, as well as two assistants from the Xiangjiang police, marched along an underground passage, an underground facility renovated by the air raid shelter to store some important items.
Each of them wore surveillance equipment, real-time images were sent directly back to the crisis team, with a number of fire trucks and ambulances parked outside, just in case.
The passage is not long, and the innermost is a thick metal door. Two policemen enter their passwords to enter, and DC8 is inside.
"It's the first time we've seen this thing in so many days." Shin Mi-kyung whispered.
Choi Minho's expression was serious, "Okay, let's start."
"You have been unwilling to evaluate the power of this weapon before you saw it. What about now?" Li Yanming looked at the picture on the monitor and asked Zhao Zhiren.
Zhao Zhiren's face was heavy, "Simply put, if something happened to this weapon, everything you see now will disappear." He pointed to the downtown area of ​​Xiangjiang outside the building.
Luo Jialing almost laughed, but fortunately she held back. A staff member wearing glasses in her team thought about her calculation formula again, and she was a little confused about how Professor Zhao came to this conclusion.
As a straight man in science, he had to step forward and ask his own question at the first time, and then he was caught by the person next to him.
"The appearance of this device is 90% similar to the DC8 prototype." Cui Minhao ignored the text on the shell that had not been wiped off and carried out the confirmation process.
"However, it seems that this suspected object has not been officially launched. For safety reasons, I suggest connecting with the weapon to confirm it."
Shin Mi-kyung was stunned for a moment, "Wait a minute, is there no other way to confirm the safety?" The way to confirm the safety is to start the weapon, which is the safety of this.
Chapter completed!