Observation is especially important for the Hidden Dragon.

Not only Dewey, but Chestnut also noticed the problem and whispered in his ear, "Driver." ”

Dewey nodded and asked the driver, "Hey, I remember you didn't drive this car when I came?" ”

This driver is none other than Victor, who was instructed by the terrorists to secretly give the original driver laxatives and then switch to this car.

After all, he is not a professional, and Victor is very nervous now, especially after hearing that there is a bomb in the National Academy of Sciences, and he can't even hold the steering wheel.

Hearing Dewey's question, he shuddered and was so nervous that he didn't know how to answer.

At that moment, Gregory shouted inside, "What do you care about so much? The driver ignores him and leaves this hellish place immediately! ”

Victor was released and immediately closed the car door, but Dewey jumped into the car.

The staff of the organizing committee who followed the car stood up and asked, "Is there any problem?" ”

"Oh, I see that the driver of this car has changed, and it feels a little strange. You know, just said there were bombs here, and I was afraid that terrorists had mixed in. Dewey explained.

Victor heard his words and shouted in fright: "I'm not a terrorist!" ”

"Don't worry, Victor, no one thinks you're a terrorist."

The staff smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and said to Dewey: "You don't have to worry, Victor is the old driver of the hotel, and the original driver had a bad stomach today, so let him drive." Get back to your car, who knows when the bomb will explode, you see, poor Victor is scared like this. ”

In this case, there is no need for Dewey to delve into it, if he still lingers, it will only make people suspicious, so he said: "I'm sorry, I'm too sensitive." ”

"Then get out of the car quickly, get back in your car, and don't affect us anymore!" Gregory shouted.

Dewey glanced at him, didn't say anything, jumped out of the car, and walked towards his car with Kurigami.

"Bayonet, pay attention, the driver has changed, the original driver suddenly has diarrhea, and there is a high probability that the terrorists will act." Dewey whispered into the communicator.

Although everything is reasonable, as a hidden dragon, he will not let go of any doubts.

Any negligence means failure, it means death.

"Received, we will pay close attention." The bayonet returned.

Dewey and Chestnut got into the car and left the French National Academy of Sciences.

After about twenty minutes, suddenly the sound of a bayonet came from Dewey's headphones.

"Attention of all units, we have just received an alert from the Anti-Terrorism Center, and there is a parade on the way."

"What parade?" The old cat asked.

"Anti-nuclear march." The bayonet replied.

"Damn, is there any mistake, the French government is all stupid, isn't this giving yourself eye medicine?" The mule cursed in the communicator.

The International Congress of Nuclear Physical Sciences is held here, and anti-nuclear demonstrations are held there, which is really Western.

"That's their right, and the French government has no right to stop it." The bayonet replied.

"I just checked, and this march was reported seven days ago, and it was for this conference." Wei Laoshi said.

"That can't be overlooked to prevent terrorists from taking advantage of this parade." said the bayonet.

"Understood."

"Don't worry."

"Needless to say?"

The headset came with a different answer.

Sure enough, the convoy moved forward again

Ten minutes later, the road ahead suddenly became clogged, and the speed of the car dropped suddenly.

On the sidewalk in the distance, a group of men, women, and children stood in black, holding different slogans in their hands, stretching as far as they could see, and it was not known how many people participated in the parade.

"I'll go, this slogan is written in an average way, it's too unlevel." The mule laughed in the communicator.

He was right, the slogans were very simple, nothing more than "no to nuclear energy", "no to nuclear weapons", "we want peace" and so on.

"But don't say it, these people are really civilized, they don't block the road, they just stay on the sidewalk, if we were in China, we would have sealed the road a long time ago." The mule said again.

"Alright, don't talk so much nonsense, be careful." The bayonet said in the communicator.

"Don't worry, it's definitely ......"

The mule's words were halfway through when the flag he had just erected fell.

The crowd of marchers suddenly rushed across the sidewalk and onto the road.

Seeing this, the cars on the road all stepped on the brakes, for fear of hitting them.

The procession seemed to know the cars of the convention, and they poured over like flowing water, surrounding them all in the middle.

"No to nuclear weapons!"

"No to nuclear energy!"

"We want peace!"

"We don't want nuclear radiation ......"

The procession shouted slogans and waved signs in their hands to demonstrate to scientists attending the International Congress of Nuclear Physical Sciences.

Traffic was completely paralyzed, and it turned out that not only the Chinese parade would block the road, but also the West.

However, for some reason, the parade actually let go of the first car, that is, the car that Academician Feng and his big bulls were riding.

And the bayonets and others who were originally following the car were all blocked by the crowd.

"it!"

The mule immediately screamed, honked desperately, pushed the cart forward, and tried to rush out of the crowd to catch up.

However, not only did no one give way to him, but some of the marchers even waved their fists at him, threatening to beat him up.

Thinking of changing the driver and blocking the parade, the bayonet immediately realized that the situation was not good, and immediately shouted: "Get out of the car!" ”

Everyone got off the bus one after another, and Dewey and Chestnut God also stood up and wanted to get off, but were stopped by the staff of the organizing committee.

"Please sit down."

"We're getting out of the car." Dewey said in a deep voice.

"No, you can't open the door now, the marchers are so excited, no one knows what they're going to do." Said the staff.

Luo Mingyuan also stood up, and said angrily: "Xiao Du, Xiao Geng, can you two not embarrass us Huaxia people?" What time is it now, and are you going to get off the bus? Don't you want to think about other people? ”

The others also objected, and no one agreed to open the car door at this time.

The driver also said, "Please sit down, I will not open the door at this time." ”

Dewey and Chestnut were anxious, willing to listen to their ramblings, and were about to rush over to forcibly open the car door, when the sound of bayonets rang out again.

"Xian'er, Lishen, you don't have to come down first, and then come over later."

"Okay."

Dewey replied softly, and walked back to sit down with Chestnut, but he was so anxious that he wanted to fly out.

In fact, bayonets their actions were also greatly affected.

There were so many people marching that it was difficult to squeeze through the crowd.

Thanks to their preparation in advance, the miniature and submachine guns were all packed in their bags, otherwise they would be too conspicuous and would definitely cause panic, so don't think about squeezing them out.

Finally, a few people squeezed out of the crowd, Wei Laoshi took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and said, "In front!" ”

The car had already been set up by the National Anti-Terrorism Center, and Wei Laoshi was authorized to accurately grasp the direction of the vehicle through his mobile phone.

The traffic was completely paralyzed, so we had to chase it on foot, and everyone chased it together.

While chasing after him, the bayonet dialed the telephone of the French National Anti-Terrorism Center, which is a special line established by the two sides after consultation at the Qianlong headquarters, and the communication is kept open 24 hours a day.

"During the convoy, we encountered a procession, and the vehicles of Academician Feng and other scientists separated from the convoy, and we now suspect that the terrorists are taking action, and we ask for your support."

"Captain Zhao, please don't be nervous, everything is under our control, and no signs of terrorist actions have been found at the moment. Moreover, we have also been monitoring the convoy, and the car that Academician Feng was riding in did not deviate from the route. ”

The bayonet almost vomited blood, such a clear sign that they actually said that everything was under control, and if they could really control everything, France would not have been subjected to terrorist attacks again and again.

He said unceremoniously: "I tell you from my many years of experience in counter-terrorism, the current situation is dangerous!" Whether you're in control or not, I hope you'll be able to send out a team right away, even if it's just a 1 in 10,000 chance. ”

"Captain Zhao, please pay attention to your words!"

The other party was obviously angry, and said very seriously: "Please remember, this is France, not your Huaxia!" Every action we take is taxpayers' money, we are not like you Huaxia can squander taxpayers' money at will, we are a democratic country, we are a country with a legal system, we are responsible for every penny of taxpayers! ”

"The most important thing for us now is to investigate the bomb alarm of the National Academy of Sciences, and not to waste manpower and material resources in vain to protect your scientists! Do you understand? ”

"Go to Nima's democracy and the rule of law, go to Nima's taxpayers!"

The bayonet finally couldn't help it, and directly burst into a foul mouth and hung up the phone.

In the anti-terrorism center, Baptiste, the head of the operations team in charge of this mission, slammed the phone back and scolded: "Fake, these Chinese people are too rude!" ”

Just then, someone next to him reported, "Mr. Baptiste, that car has changed course." ”

"What?"

Baptiste was taken aback, could it really be guessed by Huaxia, if it was true, I am afraid that his position would not be saved.

He hurriedly walked over to look at the surveillance, and sure enough, he saw Academician Feng and their car, changed the route, but still led to the direction of the hotel.

Baptiste breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Henry, don't make a fuss, it should be a traffic jam in front, so the driver changed the route." ”

"However, there is no traffic jam ahead, and the nearby roads are clear." Henry said, pointing to the screen full of green lines.

"What are you doing then, contact the staff of the organizing committee!" Baptiste hurriedly shouted.

Henry immediately picked up the phone and dialed out, and the staff in the car quickly answered the phone.

After a few questions, he hung up the phone and said to Baptiste: "Abel said that there was no problem in the car, everything was fine. Because the rush hour is coming soon, the original road will be jammed with traffic, although this road is far away, but it will be faster. ”

"Look, I'll just say it's okay, you see those Huaxia guys are in a hurry, as if the terrorists have already gotten on the bus! Okay, you don't have to keep an eye on it, just take a break. Baptiste smiled disdainfully.

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