At night, Ninghai Expressway is still a brightly lit scene.
Cars were passing by in the drizzle. The FM on the car was playing "Going Home", and the saxophone tune was as melodious as water flowing on rocks.
"I really didn't expect that."
My cousin grabbed the steering wheel and looked intently, but his tone was somewhat emotional: "I didn't expect that just because of a meal, we are running on the highway now. When we go back now, I will be so busy..."
At this time, twelve hours had passed since the rescue team arrived. Not long ago, after the joint efforts of many parties, the winding mountain road section that was submerged by large amounts of earth and rocks was finally cleared for one vehicle to pass.
Due to work reasons, since many matters were settled, my cousin naturally had no intention of staying any longer. A group of people drove on the Ninghai Expressway and headed towards the East China Sea at full speed.
In the passenger seat, Gao Yi faced the window and stared at the chaotic drizzle. In his mind, scenes flashed through his mind like a horse.
In the early morning, the deadly battle in the mountains ended with the mysterious man's defeat. However, due to his lack of intelligence, the other party still achieved the goal of the trip and kidnapped Zhang Chaoxian.
At that time, although everyone was united in resisting, no one expected that Xiaoyuan would eventually rebel and push his father towards him.
Gao Yi heard other people's descriptions and couldn't help but mourn for the unconscious child.
During the time when Xiao Yuan disappeared, the mysterious man may have started his own plan. Gao Yi guessed that he should have transferred the consciousness in the cap.
In this way, no matter what the situation is, the opponent has a trump card that can make a comeback.
"In terms of intelligence, I suffered too much."
Gao Yi thought deeply: "It seems that from now on, if you want to launch a series of activities, you must first solve the problem of intelligence."
Although there is no need to go into detail, you should at least be clear about who is called and what the purpose is.
Otherwise, such a wave would defeat the opponent, but its impact on the real situation would be minimal.
Just like now, Zhang Chaoxian's whereabouts are unknown. Although the Executive Bureau has agreed to search, since the other party has done this, they must have taken your movements into consideration.
The search may be fruitless.
Furthermore, even if he already knew the other party's purpose, he still kept his eyes darkened and had no idea what kind of entanglements could be triggered between Zhang Chaoxian and the civil forces.
Intelligence really doesn't need to be unknown, it needs to be shocking.
Others are playing ranked games with flashlights on, but I am just a blind swordsman. In the end, I may not know whether my sword is right or not.
Gao Yi sighed.
With the intelligence of your own team, how should you formulate a development direction?
Should Descartes be sent out full-time, or should he find a coffee shop, borrow part-time work, and search for information like the spies who opened teahouses in the past?
Ah, here, let’s take a look again…
Gathering his scattered thoughts, Gao Yi suddenly heard the FM radio station's report about yesterday's Shan'ao incident.
The report stated: "A sudden landslide caused the winding road section to be buried, and a large number of people were trapped in it. However, through the efforts of many parties, the road section had been dredged at 4:35 a.m...."
Gao Yi listened carefully. In fact, what he cared about was not the results made public, but the attitude of the Executive Board in participating in them.
However, until the end of the broadcast, Gao Yi did not hear any obituaries of casualties or related explanations of the cause of the incident.
"It seems that they still want to keep it a secret." Gao Yi said to his cousin,
As one of the participants in the incident, the other party must have had a lot of emotions. Now I don't know what his opinion is on the attitude of the Executive Board.
However, the latter's reaction made Gao Yi a little confused. His cousin's expression was as usual, and he seemed to have no reaction at all to the missing information in the report.
"What's wrong?"
As if aware of Gao Yi's gaze, his cousin tilted his head slightly and asked.
"Cousin, don't you think it's strange?" Upon seeing this, Gao Yi started to follow the current, hoping to take this opportunity to tell the true face of the world.
However, my cousin still looked unconcerned and looked back: "What's so strange? I've just been stuck in traffic all night. Just treat it as a day trip."
Gao Yi frowned even more: "Don't you want to know about aliens..."
Before he finished speaking, my cousin burst out laughing: "Ayi, have you watched too many horror movies? What about aliens or not? Aren't we just staying in the hotel for one more night?"
“Just” a night in a hotel?
Gao Yi stared at his cousin, as if he wanted to see through his fake smile. But no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't detect the hint of joking.
"Wait a minute..."
Gao Yi put aside his words, lowered his head and turned on his mobile phone. Immediately, an overwhelming number of inquiries came in, and eye-catching titles were arranged one by one on the taskbar.
[Rocks collapse, people's hearts are still at ease, and the trapped people will tide over the difficulties together!]
[Shocked! People actually did this kind of thing during the few hours they were trapped (Picture) (Picture) (Picture)]
[No destruction, no establishment, Shan'ao village construction plan!]
Gao Yi hurriedly pushed through the tedious information and turned his attention to a newly added number in the address book, signed "Ms. Zhang".
"Ms. Zhang" is naturally Zhang Chaoxian's wife.
If he wanted to connect with the mysterious man's subsequent plans, Gao Yi naturally could not let go of this avenue. Therefore, while recording personal information in the morning, he asked Descartes to explore this information.
"beep……"
"Hello?"
On the other side of the phone, a familiar voice rang.
Gao Yi whispered: "Hello, Ms. Zhang. I would like to ask how much you remember about what happened at the farmhouse last night?"
"encounter?"
On the other side of the phone, Ms. Zhang was taking care of Xiao Yuan who had regained consciousness. Subconsciously, she thought Gao Yi was a reporter who had gotten her information from nowhere. At that moment, she sent out a few concise sentences.
Ye Yu... have dinner... rest... live in peace...
Gao Yi contacted several other channels one after another, and without exception, they all used the same rhetoric.
If you want to change a result, the easiest way is to deny it on the surface. Alone, you can only deceive yourself and others, but if you can make all voices coincide, that is history and reality.
Yes, in the face of increasingly frequent incidents, how could the Executive Bureau not have corresponding means if it wanted to maintain the overall situation.
This time, in order to consolidate the serious incident, the Executive Bureau, which has existed for a long time, finally gradually revealed the depth under the tip of the iceberg.
In the blank slate state, I have the title bonus of [Fenglai Mountain Tour King]. Perhaps it is this perseverance bonus and the system that allows me to escape the influence of the average human spirit...
"Is there another tribunal taking action?"
Gao Yi secretly guessed: "In terms of spirituality... is it [the Pope]... or other seats..."
He raised his head again and looked out the window at the East China Sea City rising from the ground. Neon lights shuttled back and forth between the tall buildings, but darkness quietly flowed in the shadows.
In the new year, we return to this intersection of fate again...
There are more incredible things ahead, which he and his team need to face one by one.
