Bei Shiliang stared at the thermal imager for a long time, and glanced at Lei Dong, who sensed the movement nearby with his divine sense.

"Safety!"

Lei Dong did not relax, and Bei Shiliang, who was covering and packed up the surveillance equipment, slid down to the bottom, and then held the gun with both hands, stepped on the wall a few times, and jumped to the ground silently.

Seeing the gesture of Lei Dong to assemble, the team members gathered around, and they were amazed while running, and the dark clouds smacked their lips exaggeratedly: "I'm leaning on me, good guy, boss, are you really sure this is an underground drainage system, not a palace?" ”

Lei Dong glanced at the dark clouds and ignored him, but looked at the huge reinforced concrete pillars in front of him, thoughtful.

Although everyone can already feel the scale of this underground structure when observing it in the sewers at a height of tens of meters, only when you really stand in it can you truly appreciate its grandeur and even splendor.

The huge hall covering an area of hundreds of thousands of square meters, the towering 59 huge stone pillars, and the dome up to dozens of meters high are like ancient temple buildings, which makes people feel a certain sense of insignificance. In a building of such a grand scale, the workmanship here is so delicate that the whole hall is wrapped in a golden yellow, as if it were made by nature, and the joints of the building materials are barely visible.

This scene is indeed shocking, but what is even more surprising is that the air is kept dry as the heart of the underground drainage system, and the marble floor is clean enough to shine on people, and even the smell of the usual sewers is not smelled here, but it is a burst of fragrance. It is conceivable how much energy and effort the workers of this "underground palace" have expended in order to maintain hygiene, and how many meticulous efforts have been made that ordinary people can hardly imagine!

"What do you say, what is he thinking?" Seeing Lei Dong's brows furrowed slightly, and bursts of light shot out of his eyes, Song Jingang gently touched the dark clouds with his shoulder. The dark clouds grinned and said, "Cut, what else can you think?" It's not the same old -- this is really a rigorous, serious, hard-working, disciplined and excellent nation, which is worth learning from, but-"

The dark clouds paused, raised their voices, and learned the tone of their expressions: "But, the better they are, the more we have to wake them up—"

"Fight until they don't dare to provoke our republic again!" A group of people spoke in unison. I really don't know how many times Lei Dong has said this set of words, so that everyone remembers it word for word.

Lei Dong rolled his eyes in frustration, these boring guys! "Am I not right?"

"Of course yes, you are the boss and you are justified - but I don't want to think so much, whether he is an excellent nation or an inferior nation, I know that these grandsons have robbed my family of things, bullied my brothers and sisters, and they are our mortal enemies, so they should be beaten to death!" Wuyun took a sip, "Damn, die early, take care of life!" ”

"That's it! It's still the joy of what Boss Wu said! "A bunch of people gossiping.

"Isn't that the same?" Lei Dong pursed his lips and turned to Bei Shiliang, who was hurrying over from the side: "How is it?" ”

Bei Shiliang wiped his sweat and said: "It's done-damn I'm tired!" Saying that, a few pieces of paper full of strange symbols have been stuffed into the hands of several people, and he said angrily: "Damn, can you not let me do this alone in the future?" You've been through blasting training anyway, why do you bully me every time? ”

"You have the best blasting performance, those who can work harder, those who can work harder......" A group of people giggled, and the dark clouds rolled their eyes: "You are a demoman, if you don't do it, will you let me do it?" ”

Before Bei Shiliang could figure out how to fight back against this group of unbalanced comrades, a group of people had already run away with a piece of paper each.

"......"

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At the command center of the Kyoto City Police Agency, Kyoto Police Chief Masashi Takahashi is listening to a report from his close subordinate, the head of the Criminal and Organized Crime Division, Iwamoto Kousuke.

"Marina Fujiyama Manor has been controlled by the military intelligence department and we are forbidden to enter, but the preliminary investigation results of the emptying of Paiyun Kabukiza, Jiang Zhen Qingji's residence and Jiaolonghui nightclub have come out, a total of 47 people died, 4 people were seriously injured, almost all of the dead were killed by one shot, and the bullets were all fired by standard weapons, and whether it was the Jiaolong Society or the Daojia Society, in our secret archives, there was no such strong force, so this riot was not caused by the contradiction between the two societies, Rather, it was behind the scenes by some unknown force with the aim of provoking a fight between the two sides and triggering a large-scale riot -- so we believe that this incident ......" Iwamoto took a breath and seemed to hesitate, "This incident was a premeditated terrorist attack......

"What did you say?" Takahashi Masayan's mouth was wide open, and his narrow eyes became round in an instant, staring at Iwamoto Kousuke, almost unable to believe his ears.

Iwamoto Kousuke also had a shocked look on his face, swallowed a mouthful of saliva with a "bang", and repeated in an accentuated tone: "Yes, we think that this is a premeditated terrorist attack!" ”

"Misho Okami—" Takahashi Masatoshi exclaimed as if he had just reacted, and his eyes returned to the mass monitor in the command center. A few hours have passed, and the red zone above it has not diminished, but is constantly expanding, which means that the riots and riots are not only not effectively controlled, but are spreading - even if nearly a company of troops has been put into the chaos one after another, it has not stopped the development of the situation in the slightest!

Takahashi realized that the matter was a big deal, and the new changes were no longer something that he or the police department could solve.

"Section Chief Iwamoto, give me the military intelligence ...... immediately" Before Takahashi Masashi finished speaking, he was interrupted by a jumble of footsteps, and a group of sturdy black-clothed men forcibly pushed away the roadblock police, and strode into the command center with a short middle-aged man in his arms.

Yuji Otake, deputy director of the Enemy Intelligence Reconnaissance Department of the Ministry of Defense, and one of the giants of Jiepeng's military intelligence circle!

Takahashi Masahiro's eyes narrowed slightly, and he watched Yuji Otake walk in front of him, and announced with an expressionless face: "Your Excellency the Prime Minister ordered that the command of the large-scale riots in Kyoto be handed over to the reconnaissance committee!" Now, please tell us about the current situation! ”

"Hay!" Takahashi was solemn and respectful, he didn't want to offend this rumored extremely ruthless guy, not to mention, at this moment, he even felt faintly fortunate - this big responsibility, finally don't have to carry it alone, and the black cauldron finally doesn't have to be carried by himself!

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A few minutes later, in Prime Minister Jeppen's office, Takenori Ohno hung up the special phone in his hand, looked at Shinzo Kishisuke, who was sitting at the large desk, and nodded slightly: "I can confirm that they are here......"