Without much greetings, Jiang Sen hung up the phone after a few simple conversations. He called his brothers to his side: "Give you three minutes to replenish ammunition and find a replacement vehicle." The brothers agreed and quickly searched for the remaining magazines and pistols on the bodies of many Donglin Party members.

As for transportation, there is a box truck not far away. It is easy to load a dozen people. They did not choose Donglin Party motorcycles nearby because these motorcycles were modified and sounded very loud when activated, which could easily disturb the enemy.

Jiang Sen gave everyone three minutes. In less than two minutes, the brothers collected all the magazines on the corpse.

"Brother Sen, Brother Chu, this is yours." A white-blooded brother handed over four or eight guns and more than ten magazines. The two reached out to take it and placed the magazines in the pocket of their clothes.

"Brother Sen, the car is done." Not far away, a white blood brother had just started the box truck and was waving to this side. Jiang Sen waved his hand: "Brothers, get in the car."

According to the geographical coordinates provided by Liu Bo, Jiang Sen and his brothers rushed to the slums in the north of Moscow.

Although Moscow is the capital of Russia, it is also divided into barren and rich. The place where the rich live is called the prime location, the city center, the commercial street... And the place where the poor live is called the "slum".

In people's impression, slums are crowded, dirty, and chaotic places. The slums in Russia are slightly different from other places. Russia is vast and sparsely populated, and everything is lacking, but there is no shortage of oil and land. Especially in the outskirts of Moscow, the land basically does not cost money. Therefore, this slum is not only not crowded, but also very spacious.

The house is surrounded by cold-resistant larch, spruce, fir, birch, oak, rowan, cypress and willow trees. After a layer of snow, it looks particularly beautiful. In addition to the dilapidated house and infrastructure, it even gives people a sense of paradise.

Of course, this is just an appearance. The management of this place is very chaotic and robbery often happens. Because of the poverty and the complex personnel, the government is not willing to spend time to rectify it. Over time, this place has become a paradise for criminals. This 4.8 square kilometers slum is home to no less than 400,000 poor people.

Jiang Sen and others walked forward for about a kilometer with the help of the lights of the motorcycle on the snow. After one kilometer, the wheel marks began to disperse and were messy, as if those people were starting to walk here separately. At this time, snow began to rise from the sky as big as goose feathers.

Chu Bo said worriedly: "Brother Sen, if you continue like this, it will take less than five minutes to lose all the traces on the ground. What should we do now?" Jiang Sen was also very anxious: "Continue to chase in the direction of the wheels and see if we can find some useful clues before the heavy snow covers the traces."

Chu Bo: "You can only take one step like this." He patted the driver on the shoulder: "Brother, thank you for your hard work." The white blood brother who was driving nodded, and according to Jiang Sen's instructions, he increased the accelerator and continued to chase forward. As he went deeper and deeper, the wheel seals became fewer and fewer. Finally, they chased to a church that had been abandoned for forty or fifty years, and the wheel seals disappeared completely.

"Brother Sen, there are no traces." The white blood brother who was driving stepped on the brakes and turned around to report to Jiang Sen. Jiang Sen hesitated for a moment and jumped out of the car. Chu Bo said to the driver: "You stay in the car first, Brother Sen and I will go down to check first."

The white blood brother nodded.

Jiang Sen and Chu Bo got out of the car, and a cold wind blew through their clothes. The two couldn't help but tremble at the same time.

"Xiao Chu, what do you think?" Jiang Sen yelled in his palm, warming his hands.

Chu Bo pulled down the leather gloves on his hand: "From these scattered wheel prints, these people did not live together. Moreover, from the scattered wheel prints to the current location, it is at least 15 kilometers. There are so many people living in such a scattered place, it would be too delayed if they walked to notify one by one. We boldly infer that the people who summoned them contacted these people through mobile phones. This place is far away from the city, and there should not be many communication towers nearby. As long as we call all the call records of all telecommunications towers tonight, select some more concentrated call records from them, and then position them through satellite locations, we can find the whereabouts of the phone owner."

"We just searched our bodies, but there were no cell phones on the bodies of the Donglin Party members." Jiang Sen reminded.

Chu Bo laughed and continued, "This means that their phones should be placed in their permanent residence. In this way, we will save a lot of trouble."

"Good boy. Hooligans are not scary, they are afraid that hooligans are educated. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have thought about this." Jiang Sen patted Chu Bo's shoulder with appreciation and smiled on his back. Chu Bo is from the Dragon and Tiger Team, and was also introduced by Jiang Sen to Xie Wendong. The latter can be regarded as his master and his benefactor. The relationship between the two is naturally extremely close.

Chu Bo scratched his head and said modestly: "A famous teacher is a great disciple."

"Okay, let's do that. I'll call Lao Liu immediately and ask him to notify the Antianyan hacker army and start doing this." Jiang Sen said.

Chu Bo: "Brother Sen, it's too cold outside. Let's get on the bus first." Jiang Sen'en said, and returned to the relatively warm truck with Chu Bo.

After An An sat down steadily, Jiang Sen took out his cell phone and was about to call Liu Bo. Unexpectedly, Liu Bo actually called first: "Hey, Lao Sen, where are you?"

Jiang Sen: "I'm in the slum, where are you?"

Liu Bo's nervous and excited voice came from the other end of the phone: "I'm here too, and I've discovered a very important situation." Jiang Sen was stunned. It wouldn't be such a coincidence. As soon as Xiao Chu told this method, he got the news from the other side. If the Dark Sky Eye is so well-informed, can he still have fun in the future?
Chapter completed!