Since contacting Wang Fang, Zhao Yongqi has sat quietly in Wen Chenglong's room, looking at the tablet computer in his hand, as if he was waiting for something very calmly.

Beep beep...

A rhythmic beep came from the contactor that Wen Chenglong placed on the coffee table. He picked it up and looked at Zhao Yongqi. The calm voice of the agent's unique voice sounded, and the call ended in just a few words.

"The arrest team has followed three criminals in Wenzhou, but the arrest operation has not started as planned." When Wen Chenglong put down his communicator, he returned the latest situation to Zhao Yongqi in a deep voice.

"Well, it's right, the efficiency of the state's violent organs is high." Zhao Yongqi smiled and gave a thumbs up, "Even if he changed four cars, he was easily caught up. Haha, I guess they wouldn't have any surveillance spots, but there is no satellite."

"Oh..." Wen Chenglong sighed lightly, rolled his eyes helplessly and said, "You can only think of these small criminals using satellites to hunt down these small incidents. You should know that, to be more important, this is an abuse of national resources."

"I didn't mobilize the satellites." Zhao Yongqi spread his hands, like a gangster, "I just asked Sister Fang to mobilize some land and resources satellite video materials, and then borrowed the tracking experts from your Guoan to analyze the suspect's escape direction. Your colleagues in the office drink tea and read newspapers every day and do nothing. They belong to the country's borer and salary thief! I'm helping them find something to do, and then I can get their salary legitimately, so I blush when I save money."

He rolled his eyes at Zhao Yongqi hard, and Wen Chenglong seemed to hold it in for a long time, but in the end he couldn't help it: "The intelligence analysis department in the bureau has to deal with more things every day to a month. If you don't work overtime for three days, you can clap your hands! You bastard!"

"Hahaha..." Zhao Yongqi, who laughed out loud, looked in a good mood, pointed at Wen Chenglong and said, "Brother Long, after so many years, it finally seems that you are swearing in addition to the Japanese pirate monkeys. This is simply a thousand years of waiting."

"You guy..." Wen Chenglong was stunned, then shook his head helplessly, as if he was too lazy to deal with the big bastard who always provoked him.

Just when Zhao Yongqi was bored and wanted to continue to tease Wen Chenglong, the communicator on the table rang again.

After putting down the communicator this time, Wen Chenglong stood up and said coldly: "If your judgment is good, we will soon know who is behind the scenes. The first article on the Internet is detailed, sharp, and has a strong guiding role. The article about the director of the Daqin crew losing control of management and taking human life into consideration has been published. We have good luck, so we don't have to take a plane, just stay in Ningbo."

After hearing Wen Chenglong's words, Zhao Yongqi sneered a sneer on the corner of his mouth, grabbed the sunglasses thrown on the coffee table, stood up coldly and said, "Let's go and see who wants to reach his hand on the old guy, and then... give him a lesson that he will never forget!"

...

A few hours later, the convoy where Zhao Yongqi was located had entered Ningbo silently. With the guidance of GPS, a convoy of six business vehicles successfully arrived near a building close to the suburbs.

"Baicao Culture Media? Haha, the name is quite bookish, but unfortunately, it is specialized in eating human blood steamed buns." When he walked out of the business car, Zhao Yongqi wore a mask and reflective sunglasses on his face, and even wore black clothes similar to Wen Chenglong and others. He couldn't tell who it was in the crowd. At this moment, he was looking up at the storefront of a small company on the big sign, and sneered with disdain.

After Wen Chenglong waited for all the security guards on the business car to get off, he saw Zhao Yongqi nodding slightly to him, and waved his hand and walked towards the small company after a large group of bodyguards surrounded Zhao Yongqi without any trace.

As he quickly walked up the two steps, Wen Chenglong said in a deep voice: "A cannon, grenade, five people, close the door and guard the entrance and exit. Red and blue lines, blades, five people to seal the back door. The communicator takes two people to temporarily block the signal, and the others follow me."

"Yes!" After the neat response, half of the bodyguards dispersed their own orders. The artillery had already neatly pulled down the rolling gate on the gate completely.

Although this company is not big, according to information, it only rented the first and second floors of this building, and the upper part is used by the warehouse. However, after entering the door, there is still a beautifully decorated front desk, which at least maintains a pretty good appearance on the storefront.

At this moment, a woman standing behind the front desk saw a large group of blacks rushing in, and someone even began to close the main entrance, and suddenly screamed nervously: "Who are you? What are you doing?"

"National Security Administration!" Wen Chenglong had already expected this to happen, so he took out his ID from his pocket and shook it. He didn't even want to show it to the other party. He said loudly: "Where is your chief editor's office?"

"National, National Security Bureau?" The woman who was completely stunned was full of fear and anxiety. Although she was not convinced, she saw the group of men with strong and burly figures in front of her, and the three companies who rushed from the duty room, who had already been pulled out of the pistol and forced to the corner of the wall to put down their weapons by the dagger and the medical box. She could only say tremblingly: "Second, the innermost room on the left of the second floor."

"Leave two people to watch them, and the others follow me." Wen Chenglong didn't even want to waste a second. After giving the cold instructions, he automatically separated the two from the bodyguard and replaced the work of the medicine box and dagger. The others, including Zhao Yongqi, were like the subordinates of the agent, and walked towards the direction where the stairs were.

Two minutes later, a group of people had already surrounded the door of the last office, and Wen Chenglong once again set his eyes on Zhao Yongqi.

"Crack the door and see what kind of monsters are." Zhao Yongqi said softly slowly.

The dagger and the medicine box pulled the gun and leaned against both sides of the door. The trigger and the masked man stood in front of Zhao Yongqi one by one. Wen Chenglong stepped forward and raised his big foot and kicked it directly at the door lock.

With a loud bang, the entire door instantly bounced towards the inner wall, and the dagger and the medical box rushed into it instantly. Before the people inside could react, they shouted: "National Security Administration, raise your hand!"

Sitting in front of the inner window, the middle-aged bald man facing the door was sitting in front of the computer and didn't know what to do. At this moment, two big gunmen rushed into the room and pointed the black muzzle at his head. He was so shocked that he didn't even dare to move. It was not until Dao shouted "Raise his hands" again that he raised his hands tremblingly as if he had come to his senses.
Chapter completed!