City: A pen at the beginning promotes a perfect accident

On February 8, 2021, at 6:30 in the morning, Yangcheng, the weather was cloudy.

Yangcheng Police Detective Bureau, a gray six-story building.

He Guangzong, the veteran police detective who had first had contact with Ye Yuan, Cheng Xiaoxian, who was dispatched from the Zhao State Security Bureau, and Aze, a young man with thick dark circles under his eyes, received a secret transfer and left the supervision room..

One after another, silently, they got into the black car.

In the Yangcheng Municipal Government Building, the area below the ground is a much wider space than the buildings above the ground...

In the core hall, there is a huge linear screen in the center, with stepped seats arranged upwards.

Thousands of staff in secret departments were emotionally restrained, with their respective laptops in front of them.

"This is the place used to monitor the entire Yangcheng shadow circle.…

"Guangcheng has not been peaceful recently. We have entered a wartime state."

Wang Jinkang, the former top commander of the investigation team, appeared in front of Cheng Xiaoxian and the others, and said one after another.

His voice paused slightly.

A pair of stunning eyes looked at the three of them, his voice was too high, and he continued in a deep voice:"The center of the chaos started from 'Ye Yuan'. After investigation, it was found that you guys had the most contact with 'Ye Yuan', so I transferred you here."

Wang Jinkang waved his hand, and the secretary in black suit standing upright on the side led Cheng Xiaoxian and others to their respective positions.

Relevant intelligence and news were delivered to several people.

…

In the gray teahouse, Ye Yuan sipped tea, and his tense nerves suddenly relaxed.

Throughout the day, following the steps on the path, news from the sky was sprinkled into the confusing Yangcheng.

The pairs of eyes stuck in the shadow of Yangcheng were subconsciously manipulated by countless intelligences.

Looking at the time, his eyelids suddenly jumped.

A line of paths can be quickly searched in the search box.

"How can I ensure my own safety in the next fifteen minutes?"

Now Ye Yuan seems to be wandering around Yangcheng wantonly, but in fact, the time he spends shrinking in the search box has been shortening.

From the first twenty-four hours to now, every ten You need to confirm once in five minutes. At that moment, Ye

Yuan searched from a distance for twenty-five seconds! Go to the 'only' place of life and bend down! A super-small hydrogen bomb flies towards this small building from nowhere!

‘boom! '

The fire is raging!

The earth shook!

In an instant, the building turned into ruins...

The personnel sent by Lin Junxiong to guard everywhere died!

In the whole building, only Ye Yuan...is alive!

…

Night, 8:19 pm.

Yangcheng International Airport.

The young man wearing black-rimmed glasses lowered his head, and his fingertips kept passing over the screen in his palm...

He leaned in a corner where he could see the entire area.

I noticed clearly that there were several other groups of people.

They strictly follow a certain path, weirdly, and cleverly avoid some inspection equipment.

Nestorian, Yangcheng Energy Group, high-ranking believer, Zheng Yuanzhou arranged for his family to take the Zheng family's modified private jet tonight, preparing to stay away from the storm-shrouded city.

The young man withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and continued to look at the screen in his hand.

‘On February 8, 2021, at 8:19 pm, you received some news, so you showed up at Yangcheng International Airport. You were curious about what would happen.…’

‘You are hidden in a corner, overlooking the crowds of people passing by…’

‘On the same day, at 8:20 pm, you took over the entire airport’s system backend.…’

‘On the same day, at 8:35 pm, you were peeping at the surveillance cameras in the airport one after another..."

The young man with black eye sockets looked suspicious, he was breathing heavily, and his fingers on the screen were trembling.

Each of these steps is an action he wants to make.

He didn't exactly follow the step-by-step description, and even deliberately took the opposite path...

He 'mobilized No. 105 in Area B1' to monitor.

But he didn't expect that at that moment, another group of hidden beings were walking past the surveillance camera that he had switched away.

The young man, according to the description in the text, sounded the alarm in another area, attracting the attention of the security personnel.

Again, quietly, protecting another group of people…

…

His forehead was covered with thin beads of sweat.

The young man with black eye sockets simply did nothing.

Leaning against the corner, my back was soaked with sweat.

In the evening, at 8:50, the screen in the young man's hand lit up, and the news raging in the upper world of Yangcheng appeared before his eyes.

In red font, 'Ye Yuan, suspected to be dead'!

At the right time, a specially designed private plane officially took off after approval.

He is not the only person like the young man. They are scattered around the international airport, as well as figures from the shadow world.

The old man sitting in the terminal, reading the newspaper, his arms under his sleeves were shaking.

In the hotel opposite, a pure woman's face turned pale and she stared at the dark sky.

A middle-aged man with an ordinary face and wearing a coat…

…

The night was dark and cold.

The building turned into ruins...

Ye Yuan, covered in blood, supported his body and staggered away according to the path.

Path after path, constantly searched out

"How can I ensure my own safety in the next ten minutes?"

"How can I ensure my own safety in the next ten minutes?"

"How can I ensure my own safety in the next ten minutes?"

The existence that fired the ultra-small hydrogen bomb disappeared into the darkness after just one blow, and became silent again...

The existence in the official shadow of Zhao State surrounded this area.

…

The night gets darker.

The burly man, shrouded in black robes, with the sharp claws and eyes of a beast, looked hatefully at the railway entrance leading to the depths of the underground. He and another group of shadow circle existences, according to the insidious manipulation, Appearing in front of the underground traffic track in Yangcheng due to factors unknown to him.

Dark green boxes were continuously carried into the carriage.

Yangcheng official underground monitoring room.

Thousands of staff were watching all parties in the shadows.

In the central screen, there are people wearing chemical protective suits on top of the ruined buildings...