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Office of the Black Shield Group.

It was another night, and the lights in the office were kept on all night.

It was exactly six o'clock.

Han Chen closed the document in his hand, picked up the freshly brewed black coffee on the table, and took a sip, looking a little tired.

How long has it been?

It's been more than a month!

It will be two months soon, but there is still no movement from the letter group.

During this period of time, everyone in the Black Shield Group has been studying the letter group non-stop, but no matter how deep they study, it will not help... As long as the letter group does not surface for a day, the Black Shield Group will not be able to accurately locate them.

The sky is big and the earth is big, finding them is not easy, it is as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack!

Ann!

What exactly are you going to do?

This more than a month of silence is really... so peaceful that it scares him!

"Han Chen, it's bad! Something happened at the Yangtze Lake Park!" Bai Jinxi shouted in panic as she pushed open the door of the office.

"Let's go!" Han Chen picked up the coat on the chair and ran out, while Bai Jinxi followed closely behind him.

At dawn, several police cars were speeding towards the direction of Yangtze Lake Park.

Han Chen and Bai Jinxi sat in a command car, Qin Wenlong sat in the co-pilot, driving with a cold face.

Looking at the lingering morning fog in front of the road, Bai Jinxi's mood is entwined like this fog.

The Alphabet Corps is in motion—!

"6:35. There is still half an hour before the explosion." Bai Jinxi looked at her phone and asked, "Lengmian, how long will we be there?"

"Immediately, I can arrive at the scene within 3 minutes." Leng Mian turned the steering wheel, made a turn, and drove towards the right.

******

On the hillside, outside the villa.

"Let's go and play!" Gu Anqi slowly straightened A's short wind-blown hair. The smile at the corner of her mouth was like a candy wrapped in poison or medicine.

The sugar coating on the surface is attractive and sweet, but the filling inside is deadly and terrifying poison!

"Don't worry, little Anqi, I promise to complete the task! Hee hee!" A smiled sweetly.

That smile is as innocent and cute as a child's, but it also has a trace of evil and cruelty.

"Go!" Gu Anqi waved to him.

Seeing his back gradually leaving, Gu Anqi suppressed the smile on her lips and walked into the villa.

In the villa, only R was left sitting in front of the bar, typing away on the keyboard.

Gu Anqi picked up the red wine he had prepared for herself on the bar and tasted it slowly.Then, she glanced at the code on the notebook and asked, "Are you ready?"

"Okay! I have changed the piping system of the chemical plant. As soon as the set time is up, sulfur and acid will be sprayed out everywhere. Tsk tsk tsk, this picture must be beautiful!"

R stopped his fingers and looked at Gu Anqi, with a crazy smile on the corner of his mouth, the satisfaction in the smile was obvious.

Slowly rubbing the goblet with her white fingertips, Gu Anqi asked, "How are they doing?"

"M went to the aquarium to monitor the target. K and T went to bury the bombs, there are still a few more troublesome places, but it's okay, it won't affect our plan, and they can probably finish it today. L took E I went to the cruise ship center to familiarize myself with the venue, and took her to enjoy the fun of throwing and poisoning."

The more R talked, the more excited he became, and his whole body seemed to be agitated and trembling because of this excitement.He turned his gaze back to the notebook again, slightly curling the tail of his lips, that half-smile, cold and weird smile.

"Very good..." Gu Anqi put down the wine glass in her hand, and looked at the man who suddenly appeared on the spiral staircase.

On the spiral staircase, Xu Si Bai stood quietly.

He was wearing a handsome camel-colored windbreaker, stylish and handsome, with a white shirt under the windbreaker, and he looked very elegant.

"An Qi..." He smiled and called her softly, his voice was intimate and gentle.

******

Yangtze Lake Park.

"The victim's name is Wang Yuande." The policeman who arrived at the scene quickly reported the situation to Han Chen and others, "I live in a residential area not far from here. I was knocked unconscious by a sap in the middle of the night yesterday. I woke up in the toilet. gone."

Han Chen, Bai Jinxi and others also put on explosion-proof suits, and then Bai Jinxi checked the clock: 6:42.

There are still 25 minutes before the explosion!

The most powerful bomb disposal expert in the province has also arrived at the scene, and is throwing himself beside the victim, taking a closer look.

Time was running out, so Qin Wenlong chose to do both.

On the one hand, experts are trying to disassemble it, and at the same time, the Black Shield team is responsible for deciphering the code.As long as there is a path that can pass through, people can be saved.

Han Chen put on black gloves and walked up to the victim, followed closely by Bai Jinxi and Leng Mian.

Although the police kept comforting him, the victim's emotional reaction was still very intense. He cried and trembled, and his words were intermittent, none of which was continuous.

Han Chen raised his eyes and looked at him, his voice was a little weak: "Don't tremble. Cooperate well, otherwise how can we save you?"

Perhaps his expression was too calm, and his aura was too strong. The victim sobbed and looked at him, but he became strangely quiet.

"Did the murderer leave any clues?" Bai Jinxi asked.

The victim sniffed again, "He made me recite...recite a poem."

At this time, the criminal police next to him handed over the notebook and pen: "This is what he dictated just now."

Han Chen took it and looked at it with serious eyes, while Bai Jinxi was stunned when he saw the content.

The simplest existence in the universe is staggered and repeated.

The most complicated form of life is lost in the morning and gained in the evening.

Every day can be covered, every year can be occupied.

What is lost will still be recovered.

In my empty dream, his name will never be covered up by time.