The Crow Scrap Station is the territory of the civet cat. If we can face the pursuers there, we may be able to solve the hidden danger of the civet cat. Han Xiao put down his work and called Lu Qian. When she turned around, he said, "I want to take a day off."
"Okay." Lu Qian blinked and suddenly asked, "It's okay. Right?"
Han Xiao was stunned, "Why do you ask that?"
Lv Qian is smart, and Han Xiao is usually lazy and unmotivated, staring like a dead fish at any moment. They were all distracted, but the sudden change in temperament just now was caught by Lu Qian. It was difficult for Lu Qian to describe the feeling at that moment. It seemed that the feeling Han Xiao gave her suddenly became... a little dangerous?
"If you have any difficulties, I will help you find a solution." Lu Qian said seriously.
Han Xiao stared at Lu Qian’s bright eyes for a long time. Lu Qian was a little uncomfortable with his look. She turned her face slightly, stretched out her hand to stroke her temples, and joked: “Keep staring. It's very rude."
Han Xiao looked away and said, "I won't be back for dinner tonight."
Lv Qian was a little disappointed, "I wanted you to taste me." The latest dish, braised pork ribs with pepper, pineapple and kelp with coriander."
Han Xiao shuddered, let me go, what kind of dark cuisine is that?
The request for leave went smoothly. Han Xiao returned to the room, found a backpack to pack the robotic arm, wrapped the first-generation ranger in a dust-proof cloth, put it on the trolley, and headed to the scrap station.
......
"Boss, that boy is the target?"
A man wearing sunglasses quietly followed Han Xiao. Every time Han Xiao When turning or turning back, he can immediately use the surrounding environment, crowds, public phone booths, and newsstands to hide himself, which is obviously professional training. Wearing a tiny headset, he communicated with an accomplice in an old car two blocks away. There were five masked men sitting in the car. These people were the pursuers targeting Han Xiao.
They are mercenaries and part-time bounty hunters, codenamed "Stinging Bee Team". They have completed several missions and have a good reputation on the dark web. They "accidentally" discovered Han Xiao's whereabouts.
The Stinging Bee team realizes that this is an opportunity to eat alone, and money is second. If they can get the appreciation of the Germinal Organization, they will find a backer.
"Is that kid worth a million? He looks like an ordinary person, and there is no difficulty at all."
The second-in-command of the team, the long-haired man curled his lips and spoke in a three-dimensional tone. Part suspicion and seven parts contempt.
Captain Kelly was inspecting the firearms. Hearing this, he said in a deep voice: "This is the capital of Star Dragon. We must move quickly and retreat immediately after killing the target."
...
"The target has set off."
A dark jeep without a license plate followed Han Xiao from a distance. Sitting in the car was a field team from the 13th Bureau. The captain Li Hui was this The person in charge of this operation, Feng Jun, was the operation consultant. The eight field personnel wore full combat uniforms and were equipped with tranquilizer bombs.
As Han Xiao expected, the stinging bees chasing himThe small team is indeed the last trial of the thirteenth game to borrow the hands of others. The mission of this group of agents is to secretly observe Han Xiao's performance, intervene when necessary to eliminate the mercenaries, and "invite" Han Xiao to the bureau as a guest.
The Stinging Bee Team is a selected chess piece with limited destructive power. When it is used up, the Thirteenth Game will take care of the end of the hand.
Feng Jun changed the screen and said: "Han Xiao's route is to the Clos scrap station in District 7. The Stinging Bee team is tracking the target. If the battle occurs at the scrap station, the economic losses will be minimized. ."
The Thirteenth Bureau knows all the details of the civet cat's power and backers. As long as they are willing, they can make the civet cat disappear at any time. The national intelligence agency has this confidence.
In the eyes of ordinary people, civet cats are a figure that is not easy to mess with, but there is no comparison with national institutions.
......
The setting sun sets in the west, coating the western capital with numerous tall buildings in a layer of golden color.
At the Crow Scrap Station, the civet cat was surprised by Han Xiao's arrival. Usually, Han Xiao would come in the morning and leave on time within two hours, never staying too long. What happened today?
"I came to your site to find some materials." Han Xiao prevaricates casually.
The civet cat did not doubt that he was there, and asked symbolically if he wanted to eat together. He thought that Technician Han, who cherished his words like gold, would not agree, but Han Xiao immediately nodded in agreement, as if he was waiting for him. The tanuki was stunned for a moment before he responded.
Han Xiao took off his mask, and the civet cat saw his true appearance for the first time. He felt slightly familiar, but didn't think much about it.
Although there is a reward for Han Xiao on the dark web, it is a struggle on another level. The general forces do not know his details. The power of the civet cat is limited to one-third of an acre in the seventh district of the Western Capital. I rarely log into the dark web, and I am not very impressed by the bounty offered by Germination. Just like the police issuing a wanted notice, most people forget it at a glance.
Han Xiao wore a mask to keep it secret, but now it is no longer necessary. The Thirteenth Bureau will not sit back and let his identity be leaked, and will help him deal with the civet cat.
......
A banquet was set up at the rest stop in the scrap yard. The two of them sat down and chatted casually.
"Are the firearms manufactured last time useful?"
"The Type 73 Wasp is a well-known good gun. Even the army uses it. Other arms dealers charge six Seven thousand, you saved me a lot of money."
The civet cat sounded very pleasant, took out a cigar, cut the butt, lit it and took a long puff of cigarette, and praised: "And you. The quality of the weapons manufactured far exceeds those of their second-hand goods."
Han Xiao was noncommittal.
Although the quality of the standard products on the production line is guaranteed, they cannot take into account the nuances of each gun. These differences come from the subtle differences in the materials themselves. If a skilled machinist makes the gun by hand, he can fine-tune and adjust the gun. It is strengthened and adapted to the details of each gun, making it more lively than ordinary products. Masters who often use guns can appreciate this difference. If I have to describe it, it is like a more refined custom-made suit.
The raccoon cat noticed the bulging backpack and trolley that Han Xiao had been carrying with him, and asked curiously: "What's in it?"
"Some parts."
See you Han Xiao didn’t want to say more, and the civet cat didn’t ask.
After chatting for a while, it was getting late outside.
The golden sky is occupied by the gradually falling night. The junction between dusk and night is a gradient of orange-red and blue-purple, and the sky is rendered into a dim gray by the last ray of sunlight.
A subordinate suddenly ran in and said: "Boss, someone wants to see you."
"No, didn't you see that I am entertaining distinguished guests?"
The tanuki frowned.
The subordinate hurriedly whispered a few words. The civet cat's eyes flashed, and he gave Han Xiao a meaningful look, then put on a smiling face and said, "I'll excuse you."
Said After that, the civet cat got up and left the table.
Han Xiao squinted his eyes, thoughtfully.
……
Half an hour ago.
"Cousin, I finally came to Xidu, and I am hoping that you will bring me delicious food and drink. You can't abandon me!"
Ma Jie followed Behind a young man with yellow hair, chattering incessantly. He came to Xidu to join his cousin, hoping to live a good life, but his cousin seemed to despise him and sent him to work as a cleaner. Ma Jie was not satisfied, so he pestered Huang Mao, trying to play the family card. , he didn't dare to go too far, worried that his cousin would drive him away, so his attitude was very flattering.
The yellow-haired young man was very annoyed and cursed: "How many times have I told you, don't call me cousin outside!"
Ma Jie said with an apologetic smile: "It's me. If it's wrong, I'll slap it myself." He said and slapped himself twice.
“Look at your bitch.” Huang Mao looked disdainful, “For the sake of my relatives, I let you guard the gate in my territory. Do you know how many wanderers eat moldy food? You still have to pick and choose the food! I’m going to give it to the big shot this time, so don’t follow me!”
“Big shot?” Ma Jie’s eyes lit up and he asked with a shy face. Who?"
"The boss of the seventh district, my immediate boss, Mr. Civet!" Huang Mao saw Ma Jie's confused look and said proudly: "Except for the first district, the other seven districts There is a boss who controls the drug and flesh trade in the area, and he holds a gray industrial chain. How high is his status?"
As they spoke, the two came to the gate of the Closing Waste Station. Jie followed shamelessly, and Huang Mao was about to get angry again.
When Ma Jie saw this, he did not dare to continue to follow, and was about to leave. Suddenly he turned around and saw Han Xiao being welcomed in by the civet cat, and was immediately stunned.
“Isn’t that the kid I met while smuggling along with me?”
A direct subordinate of the civet cat came over, frowned and asked, “Don’t linger here.”< /p>
Huang Mao put on a submissive smile in the blink of an eye, as if he had become shorter out of thin air, and said to please: "I am also a subordinate of the civet boss, and I am here to give a confession today."
Ma Jie pointed at Han Xiao's back and asked: "Who is that person?"
Huang Mao wanted to slap Ma Jie a few times and said angrily: "Do you have the right to speak here?"
But the civet cat's subordinates stopped Huang Mao and replied: "That is the boss's distinguished guest."
The civet cat's distinguished guest? Ma Jie was startled, and then his heart became unbalanced. Waves of jealousy and embarrassment surged up in his heart. He worked so hard to join his relatives, but he couldn't get as much treatment as one percent of the people named Han. Why should that kid who doesn't know how to commend himself? Better than me!
The scenes in which he praised Haikou resurfaced in his mind, making Ma Jie extremely embarrassed.
"Do you know Technician Han?"
Ma Jie said awkwardly: "We can't say we know each other. We only exchanged a few words when we smuggled across the border."
The civet cat’s men’s eyes brightened.
"Follow me, the boss wants to see you!"
Huang Mao and Ma Jie were stunned.