Chapter 1774

The murder on October 14, the eighth day of a series of murders in Baodao, also increased the number of victims to 83.

Will the murder continue?

Who is the killer?

From where?

Hell?

The killer must have come from hell, like a ghost, that we can't capture.

What's the purpose of these ghosts constantly asking for their lives?

What is the relationship among the 83 people killed?

The country, how to face this unprecedented murder, when can we find out the murderer, give the people a satisfactory answer, disperse the more and more dense clouds in the sky, and let the rampant death stop its roar --

looking at these words in the newspaper, Huo Lianxing shook his eyes fiercely for several times, and after a long breath, he put down the newspaper, Raised his hand to cover his forehead, his elbow on the table, did not move for a long time, until the soft knock on the door sounded.

"Come in."

By the time the secretary came in with high-heeled shoes, Huo Lianxing had recovered the calm and calm that the former director of the Third Bureau of counter-terrorism should have.

"Secretary, this is a written document issued by the General Administration of public security. Please rush to the general administration immediately to attend the emergency meeting on" breaking the ghost operation. "

The child put a fax document on his desk with both hands.

The so-called operation breaking the ghost is a special operation plan named by the authorities to track down the murderer after three consecutive days of murder. Besides the police, military statistics, anti-terrorism and other professional departments, there are also some assistance departments.

It has been five days since the operation of breaking the ghost has been launched. The manpower input has reached more than 30000 people. It has laid a huge net on this land. This is the largest ever operation to hunt down the murderer. In the past eight days, thousands of suspects have been invited into the powerful departments for strict examination.

For a while, the problem teenagers wandering on the streets disappeared, not to mention coming out at night. Even if they walked on the streets during the day, no one dared to expose the tattoos on their arms. They were afraid that they would be regarded as a major 106 case (all murders belong to 106 major cases) and suspects would be caught drinking tea in a certain department.

In the past seven days, Huo Lianxing has attended five such emergency meetings, and when he comes back, he immediately arranges his troops and sets up the array. However, the effect is very disappointing. The ghost still exists, and people are killed every night.

"I see. Let Xiao sang (the driver of the Third Bureau Chief's special car) prepare the car. I'll get off immediately."

After picking up the fax and looking at it, Huo Lianxing put it down and said to the child lightly.

"Yes."

The child nodded and turned out of the director's office.

Her secretary's office is actually on the outside of the director's office, so that she can see everyone passing by the door and make her own judgment.

The child just walked to the door of his office when his mobile phone rang.

After opening the caller ID, the child's eyes floated a smile, looked at the empty corridor, and then stepped up to the elevator.

It's a boy's boyfriend on the phone.

More than a month later, the boy is going to enter the wedding hall with his boyfriend.

On the third of last month, they had just taken their wedding photos. This time, they called to tell her that they had taken the photos. They were in the car outside the CTU to ask if she had seen them first.

Girls, of course, hope to see their wedding photos at the first sight. Even if they are working, even if they have three or five minutes, no one will say anything.

When the child came to the door of the elevator, the elevator just came down from the upper floor. She quickly raised her hand and pressed the key.

The elevator door opened slowly, and she laughed at her colleagues inside. Before she walked in, she heard the sound of footsteps coming from the stairs. Instinctively, she took a look at it and saw two men and women in the Bureau's work clothes coming up from the corner.

The men and women talked about something in a whisper as they walked.

Because of the angle, the children couldn't see their faces, but they didn't think much about it. They walked into the elevator.

Children's mind, fly to the boy's side, Huo Lianxing put down the phone.

He wanted to call, but when he was about to dial the number he had never dialed before, he put it down again: now, it is not the time to dial that number.

Other members of the third counter terrorism bureau can't figure out the relationship between the 83 victims, such as Ma Chenghai. However, Huo Lianxing knows that the 83 people with branches all over the country who seem to have no relationship at all are actually the third and the lowest outside members of the hurricane.

Huo Lianxing himself is the second-class member of the hurricane, holding more than 100 third-class members in his hands.

Every second-class member has more than one hundred third-class members. As for the number of second-class members in the hurricane, it is known to the first-class members and even the hall leader level.

Huo Lianxing, has not known these qualifications.But he knew that 83 people, such as Ma Chenghai, were under the jurisdiction of another second-class member: a woman named Yan Fengjiao.

Yan Fengjiao, who is the director of an organization here, is 47 years old this year, one year younger than Huo Lianxing. They know each other, Huo Lianxing and know that Ma Chenghai and others are under her jurisdiction, because their relationship is not ordinary.

They used to be lovers, but for some reason they parted ways, but for more than 20 years, they have been keeping the most intimate relationship secretly.

It is because of this relationship, so Yan Fengjiao has no secret for him, so he can know that Ma Chenghai and others are her subordinates.

From the killing of Ma Chenghai and others, Huo Lianxing had already seen the way: Yan Fengjiao had a problem, and the list of people under her leadership was given by those killers.

At present, Yan Fengjiao herself is not here. The day before Ma Chenghai was killed, her aunt, who was far away in the United States, passed away and went to the funeral there.

After the news that Ma Chenghai and others were killed came out, Huo Lianxing immediately began to contact Yan Fengjiao, but so far, she has not been contacted.

She seems to be missing or dead, otherwise, she has no reason not to answer his phone and not rush back.

Huo Lianxing is very angry at the fact that his first love may have been killed long ago, but at the same time, he is also afraid: will Yan Fengjiao reveal his true identity?

This large-scale assassination is obviously from the enemy of the hurricane.

But who is the enemy of the hurricane, besides the cliffs of the mainland?

Who is qualified to be the enemy of a hurricane?

Huo Lianxing is not good enough to know this.

He just had a hunch that death would knock at the door the next moment.

Help, help.

A slight knock on the door interrupted Huo Lianxing's meditation.

Just like when the little boy knocked on the door, Huo Lianxing Ma sat up straight and said with dignity: "come in."

When the door opened, two men and women in black suits appeared at the door. The woman was wearing glasses and her lips were painted red. The man's face was expressionless, as if coated with a layer of flour similar to the skin color.

As the director of the Third Bureau, Huo Lianxing has hundreds of people under his command. He may not be able to call everyone's name, but he will definitely have an impression on everyone.

But this pair of men and women, he did not have the slightest impression, instinctively slightly frowned: "you are..."

A gun, from the woman's holding inside the folder exposed.

As she pulled the trigger of a pistol with a silencer on it, the man said, "we're here to kill you."

"Damn it, how could you look so obscene? If you were seen, where would my face go! Hum, at that time, I said I didn't want this photo, and you agreed, but how could you add it without authorization? I'm really pissed off

Looking at the picture of the boy friend stretching his right hand under his skirt, the little boy blushed and threw his hand on his body, which made him even shout for help, which made the security guard beside him unable to help laughing.

The boy friend's intentional call for help, so that the child more shy, raised his foot seems to be very hard after a kick, turned around and left: "hum, do not come to me in the future, do not tell people that you are my fiance!"

The boy friend was used to this kind of small threat for a long time. He didn't take it seriously. He just blew kisses at her again and again, which made the boy more embarrassed when he was looking back. He hastened to escape until he escaped into the elevator door of the office building. He was relieved and scolded a few words.

The door of the elevator opened, and the child stepped aside to let the people inside come out first.

Come out, is a pair of men and women, the woman wearing a pair of black frame glasses, lips painted very red, very ugly - let the children see a look is not willing to look again, instinctively moved away from the eyes.

After the couple came out, the boy stepped into the elevator.

When the elevator door slowly closed, the man and woman also went to the hall door, and the pace was very fast.

"Why haven't I met these two people? It seems that I have seen them somewhere. It's strange."

The little boy shook his head in some wonder, and no longer thought about it. Leaning on the elevator, he began to think about his beautiful self in the wedding photos.

After the elevator came to her working floor, the child just came out of it, and the phone rang again.

This time, Xiao sang called: "sister Tong, where is Huo? Why haven't you come down yet? I'm ready for the car. "

"Oh, wait a minute. I'll go to the office right away."

The child stops the phone, speeds up the pace of walking, and dada walks to the door of Huo Lianxing's office and knocks a few times.

There was no answer.

"Director Huo, are you in there? Xiao sang asked me to ask you, saying -- "

after the boy knocked on the door again, he still didn't hear Huo Lianxing's voice inside, so he pushed open the door and immediately froze.

Then, in front of the car below the sixth floor, Xiao sang, waiting for director Huo Lianxing, heard a shrill cry: "ah!"Huo Lianxing, chief director of the Third Bureau of counter terrorism, was shot and killed in his office in broad daylight.

The suspect is a pair of men and women who do not want to be seen more.

This is also the first official figure to be killed on the ninth day of the 106 major case, and its weight is still important enough.

In the past eight days, people would be killed in the past three days.

However, with the killing of Huo Lianxing, especially other sensitive and courageous identity, suddenly let people realize: the God of death, is not only in the night!

However, Huo Lianxing's death was not in vain, which was what the murderers did not expect: before he died, he even dipped his finger in blood and wrote a few words under the table askew: Mainland, Shen.

Mainland, Shen.

These three words seem to have no idea, but as long as a little thought, you can find some clues from them.

Undoubtedly, the mainland represents that the killers come from the mainland of China.

Shen, in most cases, represents a surname.

The murderer's surname is Shen. At least it has to do with Shen.

From the mainland, Shen.

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