Late spring is coming, the summer has arrived, Xu Le lowered the brim of his hat, put his coat in the crook of his arm, hurriedly walked through the street, clinging to the row of unknown blooming flowers and trees, and quickly left this neighborhood by the last twilight.
After passing through a few quiet and deep alleys, and through the crowds of people wearing black masks, he lowered his head and quickened his pace, followed the long, sloping passage into the subway station, opened the room behind the platform while no one was looking, climbed over the windowsill, and jumped off the dark tracks.
There was a subway coming at high speed in the distance, and he squinted his eyes to meet the light, and his body stepped on the only safe strip that the old thing had accurately calculated, and he didn't pay any attention to the vibrating air that was rushing in his face, and the subway beam shone far on his side face, without a trace of expression.
There was no grinding sound between the heavy carriage and the smooth special track, and in the sometimes dark and sometimes bright underground passages, there was only the whine of the air when it was violently squeezed, and the high-speed carriage passed at high speed not far from him, blowing his clothes but not his silent body, only the hat was blown away from his head by the wind, and rolled far away.
As the subway drove away, he pushed open a maintenance door in the dark tunnel, lifted the heavy mechanical pressure valve, jumped in, and returned to his own underground world, the capital zone, and the extensive underground underground water network in the capital zone.
In the depths of the dimly damp passage, there was a bed, a lamp, and a few books, and I don't know where he got them.
Rubbing his windswept hair, Xu Le lay down on the bed heavily, while repairing his exhaustion, he always felt as if someone was looking at him indifferently in the dark.
It's not it or him or her, it's them.
In a certain district of the capital, a building that looks extremely ordinary on the outside.
There is a door made of alloy on the top floor of the building, and a small eye pattern is hastily painted on the door with non-toxic paint, the paint has not completely dried up, and it is obvious that it has not been sprayed for a long time, and the exaggerated small eyes in the pattern are particularly weird, and the pupil under the single eyelid is deliberately sprayed red, which looks a little hideous and terrifying.
Behind the closed door, there were more than 30 people sitting or standing, including gray-haired old men, outstanding students who had just graduated from school, majors from the special operations room of the military region, experts from the federal research institute, and even a few high-IQ criminals who had just been pardoned out of prison by the political axe.
"Because of various reasons such as remuneration, statutory commutation, assignment by superiors, sense of honor, etc., you agree to join this group, then I must remind you that you must not leave, you cannot contact your family, and you must maintain absolute confidentiality until this group has completed its ultimate mission."
A senior federal political official stood at the front, looked at the crowd that seemed to have nothing special, and said indifferently: "If you agree to this agreement, then please sign the relevant waiver certificate and take an oath to the charter." ” "Now can we tell us what this ultimate mission is?"
A criminal felon who had just been released from Fort Fox Space Prison muttered, although in order to get out of that miserable five-year black prison sentence, he was willing to do anything for this damn political axe, including killing his own brother, and he was known as the third master of the Philadelphia Slim Gym, believing that he was capable of completing all the tasks, but everything he saw in the past two days made him, who has the sensitive sense of smell of criminals, capture an extremely dangerous smell.
The federal magistrate smiled and said, "Your team is officially named Little Eyes, and your mission is to arrest or kill a well-known Man with Little Eyes. ” In the time that followed, the group members chattered about their dissatisfaction with the name of the organization, some thought that the two small words of the Little Eyes Group sounded too stupid, some directly thought that the name was naturally too stupid, and some thought that it was mainly because they felt stupid when they reported their home, but in fact they knew very well that these nagging were just to eliminate the pressure and fear in their hearts.
Maybe not everyone knows what kind of terrifying ability that small-eyed man has, but the entire federation knows the name Xu Le, and knows even more what it means, to arrest or kill him, this task is like a terrifying mountain, pressing them extremely frightened and panicked, and even a little out of breath.
But some of the members in the little eyes did not nag and complain, they were extremely silent, some were directly crushed by the truth of the mission, and some were strong with confidence and determination.
"Based on all the information we have seen in the past two days, we can determine that because Colonel Xu Le's first-order authority has fundamentally lost his possible surname by relying on the Charter Bureau to locate him, then the most important problem for us now is to re-establish an effective monitoring and information collection system."
An expert from the FBI, pointing to the rotating images on the light curtain, explained to his colleagues: "We have now activated the 36 military satellites orbiting S1, and the five high-precision ground-to-earth electron telescopes on the old and new moon bases, and the FBI has granted us access to the secondary surveillance network, which means that we can see all the images that happen through the six billion probes on every corner of the planet." ” "What contrast system is used?"
was asked.
"Human Data Filtering Systems and Facial Recognition Technologies."
The FBI official explained.
"With so much redundant information, how can we pick out the pictures we need, if according to the information, even the federal central computer is on the side of Colonel Xu Le," the man continued.
The official interrupted him, emphasizing that "it's the first order of permission, not that the charter computer is on the other side." ” "Well, anyway, it doesn't seem like the central computer wants us to catch him, so where are you going to build a large computational synthesizer to filter out this redundant information?"
"The calculations are still done by a central computer, so you don't have to worry about that."
The Chartist who had been sitting silently on the side of the stage looked up at the members of the investigation team and said, "The work of the federal central computer is divided into many domains, which do not affect each other, and it responds to all requests for data calculations. ” "Even so, I don't think it's feasible."
The man shook his head and said, "This planet is so big, not to mention that he may have already left and gone to Donglin or something." ” The professor of the Department of Psychology from Linhai Prefecture Changchun University raised his electronic pen and gestured to speak: "A comprehensive assessment of the target person's behavior pattern and trajectory over the years can confirm that he is extremely confident and has a particularly strong love and hatred, which is a typical hidden paranoid mentality. ” The professor put down the electronic pen, shook his head and said, "Although I don't know what Colonel Xu Le is going to do, I trust my own judgment, and now he must be in the Capital Special Administrative Region, and the range is no more than two hundred kilometers away." ” "The army and the FBI sent out countless people scattered in the streets and alleys of the capital, and if he really stayed in the capital for a long time, he would definitely leave some traces of life, and it is impossible that after such a long time, he has not been caught, or even discovered."
Someone retorted.
"That's because he didn't stay on the ground for long."
The crime investigation expert from the Police Academy looked at the file information about Xu Le on the light curtain, frowned and said: "Colonel Xu Le is from Donglin, and his whole family died because of a mining disaster, but it is obvious that he does not have any psychological shadow about the underground mines in Donglin, on the contrary, his childhood and juvenile life are closely related to these tunnels, and the first escape in the sixty-fifth year of Xian Li, he obviously used these tunnels to escape the pursuit of the Federation." ” The crime investigation expert quickly rolled the light curtain with his fingers, pointed to two of the pieces of information marked as top secret, and said: "According to Colonel Xu Le's own statement after returning from the Empire, the reason why he was able to get rid of the pursuit of the Empire on Tianjing Star was also the underground water system. ” He smiled at his colleagues and said, "Habit is the most powerful force, the greater the pressure and fear, the more human beings will choose the most accustomed and familiar method to face, in the face of the pressure of the entire Federation pursuit, I believe that Colonel Xu Le is now hiding in the underground sewer system deep under our feet." ” "To sum up, his current location is the underground waterway system of the capital SAR, since we can't risk a social uproar and send hundreds of thousands of soldiers down, then we can only stare at the exit of all underground waterways, patiently watch where he will come out and where he enters, and slowly look for patterns until we can confidently guess where he will come out next time."
"What if he had stockpiled a large amount of supplies in advance and hid them in it and didn't come out" "If he doesn't go back to the ground, then he won't stay in the capital SAR, why don't he go back to Donglin or go to Xilin or even further Bermuda as I said earlier, he stays to do things, to do things, then he has to go to the ground."
The psychology professor in front of me said.
"Let's make a lethality assessment of the target."
A researcher with slightly gray sideburns and glasses nervously walked up to the stage, his name is Chen Yijiang, from the 19th Federal Research Institute, and he is good at military weapons identification and analysis.
He had graduated from school in the sixty-fifth year of the calendar and had been working in the treasury of the institute for seven years until now, and the seven years of boring research had not changed any of his surnames except for the early graying of his hair, and he could not adapt to such occasions, and he was even more afraid of some of his colleagues who seemed dangerous.
"The preliminary investigation has found a whole box of guns in the Wangdu Youth Apartment, with different models and firepower structures, and now there are snipers around the apartment waiting for a long time, but he has not gone back to get them, uh, the Investigation Bureau believes that he has the ability to get a lot of guns anytime and anywhere, so this does not need to be considered."
Chen Yijiang wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said in a trembling voice to the information: "Regarding melee lethality, I found in the file that Colonel Xu Le is good at making and using electrified military thorns, see exhibit number AW3728 here. ” Then a young man in a baggy formal suit, his slender eyes flashed with pride and arrogance, he leaned on the table, looked at his colleagues in the room with a sneer, and his voice was sharp: "I know what you are afraid of, what you are worried about, but don't forget, although the federal central computer seems to be omnipotent, it is just a pile of cold machinery after all" "Introduce yourself."
He rubbed his dirty hair, and the look in his eyes was innocent and evil: "My name is Bedman, and I was fired from the Charter Bureau because some people thought I had gone through the back door too much. ” To be continued: