Human ladder

At nine o'clock in the morning, people began to come down from the mountain.

The plainclothes policeman disguised as a villager squatted on the stone pier, eating the rice in the bowl with his head buried.

People in the whole village are very wary of outsiders, and they will take a second look when they see something unfamiliar.

Simply, Meng Shi greeted in advance, saying that the county leaders came to inspect, and asked the people from the village committee to cooperate.

At this moment, in the ancestral hall, the grandson Ang, who was out looking for food, was grinning and holding the handmade steamed buns he just bought, puffing and puffing on the hot air, while complaining to Meng Shi: "Then the fuck is really hitting me, I really hit my head! Come on, I have never been wronged so much in all my years as a policeman!"

Meng Shi snatched a steamed bun, took a bite, and said with a smile: "Isn't it because Ming Xun is following closely? Lu Qicong ran away. As soon as he entered the house, he found that this place had been turned over, so he had to be careful. Later Did someone go in again?"

Sun Ziang held his bandaged head and thought for a while: "A few cars followed Lu Congqi and left."

As he spoke, he didn't know where he had touched, and the pained Sun Ziang gasped again.

Sun Ziang: "Then let Lu Qicong run away like this?"

Most of the people in the room were working in shifts. Some people had just fallen asleep at the moment, so their voices were also quieter.

Meng Shi stared at the route simulated on the computer, and said, "The last location of your car shows that it is in a nursing home, which is a bit strange."

But the most urgent thing is, Meng Shi pointed to one of the routes and said to Sun Ziang: "We surveyed the terrain overnight, and Ming Xun may not go down this entrance of the village. I heard from the villagers that they will take a shortcut, but it is steeper. Ming Xu also clenched on the key, and to be on the safe side, we besieged him in the mountains, blocked several entrances, and gradually surrounded and collected the net."

The time on the clock showed less than seven hours.

Sun Ziang asked, "What about the mirage? How does he contact us?"

Meng Shi's face was heavy, his eyes didn't fall on the real point, and he didn't know where to look: "In the end, he still didn't choose to trust us. The only thing that can stop him is Lu Congqi."

"You mean, Mirage chose the worst strategy, and he wanted to kill Ming Xun by himself?"

Meng Shi nodded: "So he gave way to Lu Congqi to go back and agreed to our condition that Lu Congqi could not participate in all the actions related to the mirage plan."

However, Meng Shi didn't think about obeying it at all. In such a huge plan, everyone has their own hearts and different goals.

Wen Yan can't play with people's hearts.

Meng Shi just wanted to win from the beginning to the end.

The unmanned reconnaissance drone uploaded a new set of photos of the mountains.

The sky was cloudy, and the mountains fogged up in the morning and left thick moisture at noon.

Sun Ziang stared at it, shook his head and said: "This is not good, we have to send someone up, the distance is too close to cause suspicion, and the distance is far away, and nothing can be photographed."

"The location of the drug manufacturing factory is easy to find. After all, there are only a few locations that can meet the drug manufacturing requirements."

Several sets of photos were refreshed on the screen, Meng Shi and Sun Ziang looked at them one by one, and suddenly Sun Ziang yelled: "This is not..."

Meng Shi stared at a photo with a serious expression and zoomed in on it.

In the photo, the man was getting out of a white van, wearing long-legged black pants and a casual jacket of the same color. He was bowing his head and saying something to the people in the car.

The reconnaissance planes usually take continuous shots, and the second photo is Wen Yan's face - he is covering his eyes with his hands and looking up at the sky.

Looking at it this way, it looks like a promotional picture of some outdoor advertisement.

The grandson put his face on the screen: "Damn, it's really him!"

Wen Yan thanked him, opened the car door and called for someone to move the things out of the car.

The mountain was wet and cold, Wen Yan sniffed a little uncomfortable, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a reconnaissance plane hidden in the high forest, he raised his hand to block the light, looked around, and cursed quietly.

"what are you doing?"

Fu Yousi got out of the car, wearing irregular military camouflage, walked up to Wen Yan and looked in the direction he was looking.

It was in the opposite direction from the reconnaissance plane just now.

Wen Yan withdrew his gaze, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I'm looking for a reconnaissance plane, what do you think?"

Fu Yousi threw Wen Yan a pistol that was still in his hand. Her entire facial features were too serious and cold in a female portrait, but softened in a male portrait. The contradiction can only be described as cool.

But no one dared to describe her like this, after all, they have all seen Fu Yousi's methods.

The brow nails on Fu Yousi's eyebrows added to the hostility between her brows, and she grinned indifferently when she heard these words: "I thought you were looking at the great rivers and mountains of your motherland."

She walked up to Wen Yan and looked at him provocatively: "It's almost over, everything will end here tonight."

Wen Yan was half a head taller than Fu Yousi, and when he looked down at her, the corners of his mouth curled up very clearly. He asked, "What happens after it's over? Kill me?"

Fu Yousi asked without answering: "What about you? You can't leave me now, what about you?"

Wen Yan moved a little further away from Fu Yousi, leaned his neck back and said, "Ma'am, I advise you not to say that we have an affair." A shadow flashed in his eyes, and he smiled in a blink of an eye: "If you can't leave, you won't Let's go."

The smile in his eyes was real, but the words he said were full of coldness: "Everyone, don't leave."

Behind them are people who are transporting raw materials and compounds to the factory, and they have already set up secret guards around them, waiting for dark.

The gunshot wound on Wen Yan's waist and abdomen has not fully healed, so he can't use large movements, so he just went to chat with the local villagers right now.

It had been a long time since no one spoke Chinese to him, so Wen Yan moved a small stool and sat at the door talking to that person like a chatterbox.

"Go down the mountain when it's dark? Don't you usually hide when it's dark?"

The old man smoked the cigarette offered by Wen Yan reluctantly, pointed to the foot of the mountain and said: "These two days, it is said that the higher-ups are coming to inspect, but they may not know which one to go to, and they have to go down when it gets dark."

Wen Yan nodded, it seemed that they were almost ready.

Not far away, Fu Yousi was standing under a tree wiping his gun, watching Wen Yan's vigorous conversation with the old man, the corners of his mouth twitched.

She looks very foreign, and with the gun in her hand, the locals dare not talk to her, only a few confidantes who have been following her follow behind.

At this moment, the sky was getting dark, Wen Yan got up and blew away the weeds that had fallen all over the ground around him, and the ground was plucked bald by him.

As soon as he took two steps towards Fu Yousi, he saw someone walking up to Fu Yousi with a notebook in his hand and said something, Wen Yan stopped knowingly, and grabbed a weed in his mouth.

Wen Yan knew that this person was a master hacker hired by Fu Yousi at a high price, and if he followed him now, it was usually because something happened to the mirage website.

Just as he was thinking, Fu Yousi straddled the chain of bullets and walked towards Wen Yan with a small charge.

Everyone held their breath at that moment, the gun in her hand was pointed at Wen Yan, she stopped in front of Wen Yan expressionlessly, and asked, "Kumano said that a large number of hackers are invading the website, what should you do?"

"They are now nothing more than reverse engineering and reverse analysis through various information on the website. What are they afraid of?"

Wen Yan greeted the Pakistani through Fu Yousi, and said indifferently: "The reason why a mirage is a mirage is because you can see it, but you can't touch it. You think you are already using this website, but it's just a side effect." It's just the image reflected in the mirror."

Wen Yan raised his foot and was about to leave, but Fu Yousi said behind him, "Aren't you afraid that I will really kill your good friend?"

Wen Yan stopped and turned his head sideways.

Kumano turned his computer screen to Wen Yan - what was showing was the live room page of Mirage website.

The dim yellow light bulb cast a yellow halo, Wen Yan glanced at the computer screen, and his brows relaxed when he heard this: "Even if I'm afraid, you don't plan to do it?"

"Didn't you Chinese say that there is a wrong and a debt?" Fu Yousi raised his chin, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Wen Yan with an unruly look: "If you beg me, I might not kill him. But you just want to kill him." Can you continue to be with him as if nothing had happened?"

Wen Yan put on his hat, glanced vigilantly at the woods not far behind, and sneered: "Then for the safety of the rest of my life, you should kill him."

At the same time, the PUC.

The Public Security Bureau of Linwan City launched a covert appeal to computer experts in universities and society across the country, and what followed was a contest between overseas Chinese at home and abroad via the Internet.

"No!" Xu Linqing stood up and hammered the table, and then said: "I should have thought earlier that what was presented to us might be just a trap!"

Lu Congqi, who has been silent and protected, said in a deep voice: "The changes between the three entrance slogans, the dead, joy, heaven, survival, and destruction, have always revolved around life and death. The gate of life is the gate of death, and the entrance is the exit."

Xu Linqing patted his head, and immediately said to all the connected computer experts: "Change your thinking, the other party is playing chess with us! Mirror image entrance!"

But after a while, after the strategy shifted, they finally got a breakthrough at the entrance they had conquered for a long time: "Yes! We have obtained the real domain name of the intranet, and we can stop this live broadcast!"

Lu Congqi's palms were already covered with a thin layer of sweat. Hearing this, he suddenly got up and stopped him, "Don't do it yet!"

Lu Congqi didn't know what he was betting on. He squeezed his knuckles, decided to take a gamble and said, "He did it for a reason."

Xu Linqing couldn't decide, so he could only call the insider Meng Shi, and then handed the phone to Lu Congqi with a serious face: "You can tell him."

Lu Congqi answered the phone.

Meng Shi asked directly: "Have you thought about it? For four years, we don't know what happened to Mirage. He hasn't contacted us during this period."

"...So you didn't intend to save Wen Yan at all, did you? Are you afraid this is a trap aimed at you?"

"..."

Meng Shi was silent for a while, and then said: "From now on, I'm already old, and I don't want to repeat the hesitation back then."

Lu Congqi said firmly: "You don't need to make a decision, Wen Yan didn't betray, and he wouldn't set up a live broadcast to find someone to kill me, otherwise he wouldn't switch the monitoring to a few days ago."

Behind Lu Congqi was the noisy office, someone jumped up and said, "The key has been cracked!"

He turned his head, looked at the person who had been staying up all night fighting, and then saw the introductory slogan, and clicked on survival without hesitation: "If it's him or me, I have to live."