Chapter 478 Things are delivered (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)
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Chapter 478 Things are delivered (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)
"The boss said to keep an eye on her first. This woman will definitely contact the person behind her." Zhang Biao put down the phone, but Xu Chuan's attitude didn't seem to take this matter very seriously.
Zhang Yijun is trying every means to contact Equator, but without success.
Young Master Xu doesn't really care who Equator is, because even if he doesn't remember the plot of this movie, he will still remember the singer who was delayed in his acting career by singing.
He is now trying to figure out how to send the DC8 into the police station building. Um, it doesn't seem very appropriate to carry it directly in.
Dismissing this unreliable but exciting idea, Xu Chuan could only call a courier for them.
"It's okay, as long as you walk into the police building, they will save you naturally, right?" Xu Chuan helped this unlucky guy organize his clothes and hung his bag on his body.
"Boss, I'm just a part-time worker." The younger brother was about to cry, no, he was already crying.
An alarm clock and a large pile of unknown objects were tied to his body. He, who often watches TVB, could tell it was a bomb very professionally.
"Be good and be obedient. As long as I send this in, you won't die. Don't worry." The person opposite had his face covered, so you couldn't tell his appearance, but he must be an outlaw. The skull pattern on the mask was really scary.
"I'm just a part-time worker..." The little brother cried as Xu Chuan opened the car door and kicked him down. What does a grown man have to cry about?
This kid was quite smart and ran toward the police station building at a sprint speed of 100 meters, "Help!"
They shouted and ran away, which made Xu Chuan unable to stop laughing, so he quickly started the car and ran away.
"The things have already been put in. You can check them yourself." Xu Chuan called Luo Jialing.
Comrade Luo Jialing looked at the hung up phone blankly, cursing this lunatic for being unreliable, and then the alarm in the whole building rang.
The courier boy shouted for help, and with lightning speed, he rushed directly into the police station building in full view of everyone, and the security guards could not hold him back.
Then he immediately knelt on the ground with his head in his hands and said, "I have a bomb on me." This sentence immediately caused chaos in the scene. Xu Chuan said that I didn't say anything and it was all made up in his own mind.
The building's alarm blared, and the looming wires and unknown devices on the man's body made the police feel like they were in danger, shouting "bomb disposal expert"
Ten minutes later, "This is not a bomb." The bomb disposal expert in heavy-duty explosion-proof clothing carefully opened the boy's clothes and then took off his helmet. This thing was really heavy and hot.
The wires are randomly wrapped around an alarm clock, and the alarm clock has no batteries installed. "It's a prank." The wires are only used to fix the alarm clock.
A group of policemen glared at the courier boy, and the child really cried, "That man said he had to deliver the things, otherwise I would be dead."
"What are you sending?" A policeman searched his body again to make sure there were no other dangerous items.
"It's the one in the bag."
Opening the bag, the square DC8 was lying there. The bomb disposal expert held his chin and took off his explosion-proof suit this time. "Be careful, this is a real bomb."
The policeman next to me didn't believe it, "Then why did you take off your bomb-proof suit?"
"The power of this thing, it doesn't make any difference if it explodes or not."
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"This guy has a bad brain." Luo Jialing looked at the DC8 placed on the conference room table and kept cursing in her heart, this guy is really good at causing trouble.
On both sides of the shell, someone wrote four words on each side with a red paint pen. The first is "enthusiastic citizens" and the second is "honorable and law-abiding". To be honest, the writing is quite ugly.
They have used special instruments to check the status of the weapons and confirmed that there are no leaks.
Li Yanming had just rushed back with the captured courier. As soon as he entered the door, he heard that the headquarters had been attacked, and then he heard that DC8 was back. This was really an unexpected surprise.
Without bothering to interrogate the courier, Li Yanming had already started asking Cui Minho to confirm the authenticity of this thing.
Professor Zhao Zhiren stood aside with his head lowered, with an inexplicable spark in his eyes.
"What is this written on? It cannot be erased at all." Cui Minho threw down a rag. These words were really annoying to him.
"Enthusiastic citizens? It's not really an enthusiastic citizen who sent it back, right?" Li Yanming stood next to Song An with a smile on his face, seemingly talking to himself.
Song An understood his temptation, "This requires you, Officer Li, to investigate." It's up to you to find out.
Li Yanming nodded and no longer dwelled on this matter. He was now basically certain that Song An had his own manpower, and it was his men who were responsible for robbing DC8 and investigating the courier.
However, in terms of style of doing things, the other party did not cross the line. The H countryman was seriously injured? Well, what does this mean?
DC8 was obtained by the police, which shows that the matter has entered a new stage. Song An did not agree to Xu Chuan's plan to fish out all the buyers, because no one knew what would be caught, nor did Xu Chuan plan to go there.
What to fish for.
Song An is engaged in intelligence work. For him, Xu Chuan can only selectively believe that DC8 must be in his hands no matter what.
"Seal it up after confirming it's safe. Weapons experts from the capital are already on the way." Of course, when you get the thing, you have to study it carefully. Although I say I despise sticks, if someone really has a flash of inspiration, there's no telling whether there's smoke coming from the ancestral grave.
Stones from other mountains can be used to attack jade. Sometimes it is just a matter of thinking. Maybe many projects that have been unable to break through have been completed because of this thing.
"Why should it be sealed? Shouldn't it be sent away as soon as possible after confirming its authenticity?" Zhao Zhiren said, "Do you know how dangerous this thing is? You know it is a weapon of mass destruction, but you still try your best to keep it here.
Around? This is completely unreasonable."
Song An looked at him seriously, "I have already said, this is not an issue of lost and found, this is an issue of Guojia's safety." It is absolutely impossible for Song An to give in on this issue.
Not to mention that this is a nuclear weapon secretly developed by the H countrymen. With such a thick handle in hand, there is no reason to let it go so easily.
There are some things that just don't have the opportunity to be discussed not only with the H people, but also with the entire Northeast Asia region, and even with Americans.
However, Zhao Zhiren seemed to ignore this. He looked at the crisis team members present and said, "Are you from Xiangjiang? After this person appeared, your attitude changed 180 degrees. This is Xiangjiang."
Luo Jialing stood up and said, "Mr. Zhao, you seem to have forgotten one question. You yourself are from the Yu country. From the perspective of the people of Hong Kong, how do you accuse others?"
"If it weren't for Officer Li Yanming, we would have kicked you out of the crisis team a long time ago based on your identity. And how on earth did you become a professor based on the few papers you put together? I don't need to explain clearly. In the end, about
Your revised nuclear, biological and chemical disaster prevention and mitigation plan is full of loopholes and has been rejected by the Secretary of State for Administration. Don’t even think about the budget you applied for."
Luo Jialing's few words made Zhao Zhiren's face turn blue. He patted the table, packed up his things and walked out of the conference room.