392. Accident

. It would be a pity to let the other party die.Qingchen looked at Liu Dezhu and asked, "when you talk about improving strength, for example""Gene Pharmaceuticals," Liu Dezhu chose another path in his...Shadow candidate Qingwen, in District 9, is standing quietly on the covered bridge between two buildings.

the overhanging covered bridge is like a steel cable hanging between two buildings.

Qingwen always feels a unique sense of detachment every time he stands in a place like this, overlooking the most bizarre part of the city.

this place does not belong to him, nor does he belong here. At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, 72 agents from three intelligence offices entered the apartment building on his right side and imposed a complete lockdown on the building according to the information provided by Qingwen's Harrier Falcon. Gunshots were heard in the

building, but Qingwen's face remained the same, but he just stood above the clouds looking at the scenery.

he doesn't seem to take the arrest to heart. Although the agents are weak, his kite falcon is already lurking in the building, ready to attack.

the strength of those kite falcons is far beyond the strength of agents and killers.

within half an hour, his agents handcuffed five killers and walked to the covered bridge to announce the good news: "Inspector, everyone has been arrested, but there are only five in this apartment building." While fighting in the building, your master shot in time, and only three of us were slightly injured. No, no, no. "

Qingwen smiled kindly and said, "five is very good, and there is still a long way to go."

at this time, an agent walked up to Xiwen and whispered, "A friend of mine in three places said that Qingyi hasn't come to work at the intelligence office until now. Qingwu left not long after we left. Qingshi is still chasing the star and is glad to have picked up the money."

unexpectedly, Qingwen not only recruited Qingyi's agents, but also secretly bribed him with the missing Qingyuan's agents.

however, Qingwen did not bring Qingyuan's people with him during the operation, but left them to act as spies in the intelligence office, monitoring the every move of other shadow candidates.

Qingwen glanced at the agent and said quietly, "OK, thank you, I see."

the agent seems to be trying to make up to him: "the first year of Qing is still young, and he doesn't have enough fun to worry about, but will it have any impact if he doesn't go out suddenly"

Qingwen smiled and said, "it doesn't matter, we just need to catch one more killer."

Shadow's demand is to catch six or more killers, or Lin Haiping, the commander of this operation.

and there are 12 killers.

so, in theory, there are up to three shadow candidates who can gain the advantage of the next task.

Qingwen can certainly catch everyone and cut off other shadow candidates, but he doesn't think it's necessary. He still has a long time to play.

now that he is ahead of other shadow candidates, there is no need to panic.

Qingwen smiled and said, "I will go back to the underground garage of the CIA, where I have prepared some small gifts for everyone."

the agents were stupefied for a moment, and in a moment all cheered up.

they know that Qingwen is very generous, which is to reward them for their efforts in this operation.

this gift is worth looking forward to.

when the agents went back, the tide was so strong that everyone wanted to get in the car of Qingwen to get closer to the new boss, but in the end, the three oldest agents got on the bus.

Qingwen didn't take care of all this, but just waited silently for the agents to decide for themselves.

back to the underground garage of Intelligence 3, there are long-time celebrating servants waiting here.

the management of headquarters here is not as strict as that of intelligence. Qingwen only needs to make a phone call and all his private cars can be driven into the garage.

Qingwen's servant opened two wagons with 72 gifts in the trunk.

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it's a basket of beef, bright red and attractive.

the fresh meat is sealed in a basket with a safety film, much like a fruit basket sent by the world when visiting patients, with thick slices of meat arranged in the shape of roses.

in the world, because real beef is so scarce, even barbecue restaurants sell synthetic beef with a similar taste, which is nothing more than a more advanced synthetic protein.

so the most valuable gift in the world is fresh meat.

first of all, real fresh meat can only be seen in the markets in the three districts, and each catty costs hundreds of yuan, and the best beef even costs tens of thousands of yuan.

when the agents saw the glow in their eyes, they roughly estimated that the basket of beef would be 20 jin long enough to support their monthly salary.

if you take this back, the wife of the family will be very happy.

Qingwen said with a smile: "this is just a small gift for you when I first arrived. I hope you will continue to cooperate with me in the near future. I still have a big gift before the Spring Festival."

the agents were so excited that they took the five killers upstairs with beef baskets one by one.

as they entered the large office one by one, the other agents left behind looked unbelievably wide-eyed at the beef basket.

as a matter of fact, Qingwen chose to give gifts at this time in order to be the envy of agents under other shadow candidates. What he wants to do is similar to what Qingchen did in Group 7, except that the level of gifts is slightly different.

at this time, however, the door to the three intelligence offices was pushed open again.

Ching Wen turned his head and was surprised to see that Ching Hua, who had come to the CIA headquarters before, appeared outside the door.

saw Qinghua burst in with dozens of people with a smile, and then turned around the five tortured killers twice: "is this the killer who attacked Shendai style Street"

Qingwen just wanted to go over and say hello to Qinghua, but suddenly saw a teenager coming out behind Qinghua, looking at himself with a smile.

Qingyi.

Qingwen's pupils contracted. He didn't expect that Qingyi, who didn't come to work today, would suddenly appear with so many people in the same place.

veteran agents who are familiar with the rules and regulations of the CIA have already reflected that Qingyi is going to use the priority of intelligence to pick peaches!

but Qing didn't talk to Qingwen. Instead, he looked at the agents under his command.

"this is the beef given by Qingwen elder brother. He has always been so generous, but if he eats too much meat, it's not easy to digest," Qingyi said with a smile.

I'm not pretending, I have a showdown!

in fact, the teenager Qingyi is only a little precocious at most, and the city mansion is not as deep as he thought.

so, at this moment, Qingyi is extremely happy in his heart, and he is glad that he has worshiped a powerful master who protects her calf.

Mr. Qingchen is in charge of intelligence, and other shadow candidates have been completely crushed by him at the level of official identity!

Why do those in power establish social rules, because they are the biggest beneficiaries of rules

A wise man sometimes doesn't need to use force, just use rules.

at a glance of celebration, the gentleman in his family is an extremely clever man.

the agents in Qingyi still had beef baskets in their hands, but when they found out that Qingyi used to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers, it was too late to drop the beef baskets and get back in line.

and they know very well that Qingyi, who is backed by intelligence, doesn't need them at all.sudden, Liu Dezhu's image is mysterious and tall.how does the other party know that he is in danger and how to transfer Kunlun He doesn't understand.Hu Xiaoniu thought about returning a message to Liu...