Crisis Management Game

"Cha Jae Hyun."

"It's me, officer."

When the single-eyed policeman called his name, Cha Zaixian immediately grinned.

It's Gu Ji's turn.

The other party first read their names, then compared their facial features while placing their ID cards on the online verification device.

At that moment, Jiang Youzhen's heartbeat began to speed up subconsciously.

Even Gu Ji quietly put his right hand to his waist.

But the next second.

Hearing the beep sound indicating that the verification was successful, the policeman with one eyelid returned the ID to Cha Zaixian, "Thank you for your cooperation, that's it!"

"That's right, Mr. Officer."

Cha Zaixian pursed his lips and smiled.

He immediately closed the window and stepped on the accelerator to drive away from the bayonet blocked by the special police.

At this time, Jiang Youzhen, who was sitting in the passenger seat, took the new ID with some horror, and couldn't help but feel secretly shocked.

He didn't know whether Cha Zaixian really obtained two identities with similar facial features, or whether he had tampered with the data from the police household registration system.

No matter which one.

None of this can be done easily.

Even she, the daughter of a plutocrat, couldn't guarantee that she could complete it in such a short period of time.

Gu Ji naturally understood this.

Including the text message that this guy suddenly received just now, it proves that this Cha Zaixian is by no means an "ordinary person".

He also understood why the other party acted so cautiously.

"Chief Bai, there is a case in Busan Special City! The facial features are 76.3% similar to Gu Ji's!"

"Chief Bai! Appeared again, on Xuanwu Road, Longshan District, Gu Ji, 73.7%!"

"I also appeared here once, also on Xuanwu Road, Longshan District. Jiang Youzhen, 65.6%!"

Seoul, National Intelligence Service Big Data Monitoring Center.

I saw the workstations with long circular tables in layers of gardens.

Intelligence technicians are monitoring all Internet systems in South Korea, including municipal surveillance, traffic cameras, as well as all hotels, Internet cafes, police checkpoints, identity verification, etc.

And on the huge LED screen in front of them.

was split in two.

The top layer is the photos of Jiang Youzhen and Gu Ji. The following are all people whose facial features are compared, with a similarity of more than 60%, and who appear in the Korean network system.

Since starting this system, the frequency of occurrences has been as high as 3,400 times.

The amount of calculation behind it is quite huge.

But don’t forget, this is South Korea’s National Intelligence Service.

Among the heads of the five major agencies directly under the president, the director of the National Intelligence Service ranks first! !

Represents the top of the pyramid of South Korea's intelligence system.

"Wait a minute, what are you talking about? Gu Ji and Jiang Youzhen appeared on Xuanwu Road at the same time?"

At this time, a fat white man with squinting eyes in a silver suit, shaking his fat body, hurriedly ran from the LED screen to his workstation, observing the monitoring screens of the two people's computers respectively.

He is none other than Baek Jung-ho, the director of the Intelligence Research and Judgment Office of the National Intelligence Service.

"Yes, and the identity was verified by the same police officer."

"Enlarge the identities of these two people for me and check their detailed information, as well as the person who verified it with him!"

"yes!"

After giving an order, the two men immediately projected the identities of the two people on the LED screen.

Surprisingly, it was Cha Zaixian who distributed the false identities to Gu Ji and Jiang Youzhen.

Within seconds.

One of the subordinates discovered the flaw, "Chief Bai, there is a problem with Sun Minzhi's identity. Five days ago, she was on vacation in Jeju Island. We did not find her ticket information, indicating that she has not returned to the mainland. , and she is not from Seoul, but from Busan..."

"Hehehe, I finally caught you!"

Bai Zhenghao looked at Gu Ji on the LED screen and immediately patted his subordinates on the shoulder, "Find me the policeman who will verify the identity immediately. I need his recorder video. In addition, notify the Special Operations Room and let the first and second teams Get ready now!"

"yes!"

…

"Don't worry, President, I will personally take action this time and I will definitely complete the task you assigned me. No matter life or death, Jiang Youzhen will never appear in front of you again! Yes..."

Seoul Metropolitan Police Agency Command Center.

Deputy Chief Zhang Xiangzhen hung up the phone, immediately took off his hat from the hanger, and opened the door: "Everyone, follow me to the Central District. In addition, notify the special operations force to be on standby at any time!"

"yes!"

"I hope Zhang Xiangzhen will not disappoint me this time..."

Inside a luxury villa in Gangnam District, Seoul.

The silver-haired Zhao Taiyu put down the phone, took off his glasses, and rubbed the bridge of his nose tiredly. The person standing opposite him was his son.

"Father, I heard that the gentleman also sent someone there. It should be fine!"

"well……"

Zhao Taiyu sighed.

He had also heard a little bit about the gentleman his son mentioned.

I heard that in the Ethiopian Airport incident, Jiang Songyuan, the third son of the group, died at the hands of this guy.

This Cohen contacted him through a secret email half a month ago.

To know.

Only he knew this secret mailbox. It was the only way he used to contact the confidants he had cultivated and placed throughout the Jiang family over the years.

But I didn't expect that the other party would crack it very easily.

The information sent by the other party was clearly the information that Jiang Shengji hired their PM company to assassinate the chairman Jiang Zaiming.

For Zhao Taiyu, this is not surprising enough.

Because before the Mexican incident, he had already sensed that Jiang Shengji's power in the group's board of directors was gradually declining, and sooner or later he would be desperate and do these crazy things.

He just didn't expect.

The killer hired by Jiang Shengji would take the initiative to find him.

After a brief exchange.

When Zhao Taiyu learned that the other party could help him kill Jiang Shengji and Jiang Youzhen and take control of AM Group for him, the purpose was just to force a person named "Gu Ji" to come forward.

He was really shocked.

Because he had also heard of this "Gu Ji".

The person he placed next to Jiang Youzhen once said that Jiang Youzhen had been secretly investigating him.

Even in the Mexican incident, she was able to return home alive because this guy seemed to have a very complicated identity in Xiaguo.

Zhao Taiyu was also a little hesitant for a while.

After all, it seemed a bit too risky to be involved in a murder case for this, and even offend Xiaguo...

But soon.

When Cohen took out a "medical nanorobot surgery technology", Zhao Taiyu could no longer refuse!

Because he was suffering from illness.

If this technology can really cure his illness and let him live another ten years, let alone offend Xia Guo, he would dare to offend all the five permanent members!

But now.

The prime minister was assassinated and there was a terrorist attack.

Zhao Taiyu was really shocked and scared.

The seriousness of the situation now is far beyond his control.

But he is now in a dilemma.

The more he cooperates with Cohen, the more he understands the horror of this man, especially the various advanced technologies in his hands, which are even comparable to the things leaked from the "Wusan Base Incident" that year.

…

"We are almost there."

The vehicle turned out of the intersection.

Che Zaixian, who had been silent all the time, finally spoke again.

Gu Ji subconsciously began to look around.

As a result, Jiang Youzhen in the front seat said, "Isn't this the Myeongdong Night Market?"

Just as she said.

In front is the place with the largest flow of people in Korea at night: Myeongdong Night Market. There are tall buildings on both sides of the night market, which are basically the most popular department stores and shopping malls in Korea.

"The meeting place that Military Attaché Liu told me is right here. Let's get off the car!"

As he said that, Che Zaixian unbuckled his seat belt.

He led the two of them directly into the Myeongdong Night Market.

In the bustling crowd of tourists, various aromas intertwined, and various Korean snack stalls were bustling. There were steaming roasted pork belly, fried rice cakes, fried chicken and fried squid.

Che Zaixian paid for a few skewers of fish cakes and shared them with the two.

But Gu Ji noticed.

While he put the fish cake skewers in his mouth, he turned around to observe the surrounding situation, always maintaining a sub-alert state.

It was obvious.

This guy was careful about something.

Combined with Che Zaixian's choice to get off the car to meet.

Gu Ji knew.

This meeting with the embassy military attaché may have been targeted by someone, and it was a very troublesome person.

Otherwise.

They could choose to wait in the car. When the embassy vehicle arrived, he would get off and get on the car directly and evacuate almost in seconds. Why bother to go to this chaotic snack street?

A large number of people means that the scene is extremely chaotic.

Once an emergency occurs, they can blend in with the crowd and evacuate in a dispersed manner.

And.

The more people there are, the more it is a talisman for the South Korean officials.

It forces them not to take action recklessly.

After all, no one wants to see headlines like "A fierce gunfight broke out in the downtown area of ​​Myeongdong, with a large number of casualties on the scene...".

Gu Ji was also observing the surroundings at the same time.

However, the positions he looked at happened to be the points that Che Zaixian had not taken care of, or subconsciously ignored.

In fact, after systematically absorbing Amin's knowledge and skills.

He understood.

Ordinary people always think that intelligence agents are those with good physique and good fighting skills, but this is only one of the basic skills. Even for spies, humans don't even need to consider it. The perception and prediction of the situation is the key.

This is the so-called observation.

It refers to the sensitivity and awareness of an individual to his surroundings.

As the three walked halfway along the night market, Gu Ji's mind had already completed a wide-area search quickly, using common sense and experience to establish a baseline to eliminate potential dangers.

And his more powerful ability lies in.

The left side of his vision.

He had already used the ghost server to open the online network map, which displayed the map around the Myeongdong Night Market in real time.

…

"Captain Liu, this is already the third lap, but we can't get rid of the two tails behind us!"

"It seems that the opponent is also a master. Let's stop here. We will act in three groups. Xiao Chen, you and Zhang Yong stay in the car to establish a reconnaissance and communication network. Listen to my commands and block the surrounding signals at any time."

"Yes!"

"Wang Wenxuan, you take people to find a way to lead them away, and I will find a way to approach the target!"

"Understood!"

"Action!"

As soon as the voice fell.

There was a "crash".

The door of the black assault car slid, and four people got out and quickly dispersed.

The vehicles behind saw this scene and immediately stopped urgently, and each sent a few black shadows to catch up with the target.

Inside one of the large black SUVs.

A blond middle-aged white man in a blue-black suit picked up the intercom and shouted: "I have only one request, find Gu Ji, and try to win him over to our side according to my conditions. If he refuses, just do it! But remember one thing, I want him alive!"

"Sibaliya! That's Omor, I know him, he has always been very close to the US side, Director Bai, it seems that the Americans have also come to intervene in this matter!"

Not far to the west, in two black and white cars.

Listening to the reminder from his men, Bai Zhenghao couldn't help but narrow his already small eyes.

"The Minister of Defense has already communicated with the US about this terrorist case. They are very interested in it, but I think that the case itself is not important. What is important is the person. Xiaguo attaches so much importance to their policeman. Combined with the information we have found, this Gu Ji is definitely not a simple identity!"

"Director Bai, it seems that the Seoul Special Operations Force has come!"

"Damn it! Why are they here? Haven't they been notified to stand by? Wouldn't it be alarming if they come here rashly?"

"Jeong-hee, find their leader immediately!"

"Yes..."

Streets around Myeongdong Night Market.

The police force of the Seoul Metropolitan Police Agency is gradually blocking the surrounding intersections.

But Myeongdong is located in one of the most prosperous city centers in Seoul. In addition, it is Friday night, and white-collar workers and tourists have gathered in this shopping and food paradise. It is extremely difficult to control traffic.

"Ah! What can't be done? I told you to block all the intersections immediately! Do you understand?"

"Second, Deputy Minister..."

"Speak!"

"Yes, the special operations team sent a message saying that they saw the National Intelligence Service. The other party said that we should withdraw from this operation and not alert the enemy."

In the police car, although the subordinates had spoken so carefully.

But Zhang Xiangzhen still pointed at his nose and cursed, "What does the National Intelligence Service have to do with us? Is he the Minister of Government? What qualifications does he have to manage our police work? Ignore him! Let the special operations team continue to move forward!"

"Ah, Deputy Minister, and there are too many people in Myeongdong Food Street. It is impossible to evacuate them. The targets are all terrorists. What if they appear during the arrest..."

"Shit! Tell them not to use guns unless necessary!"

Zhang Xiangzhen hit his subordinate's head hard.

Although he didn't know how Zhao Taiyu framed Jiang Youzhen, with his many years of police intuition and his understanding of the Jiang family, Jiang Youzhen, a woman, would never dare to carry out a terrorist attack.

Naturally, it would not be so dangerous to catch her.

"Boss, it looks like they've all started to move!"

"Place the bombs first, and after the action, listen to my orders at any time!"

"Yes!"

The car door opened.

Bearded Charles and another subordinate, holding the gun through their clothes, looked around, and walked towards Myeongdong Night Market.

And not far from the intersection of Myeongdong Night Market.

A Mercedes-Benz Maybach sedan and several SUVs behind it stopped on the side of the road, causing nearby passers-by to curse.

But the next second.

The door of the Mercedes-Benz opened.

A sturdy man with a shaved head came down, scaring everyone to retreat.

Who knew that he trotted to the rear of the car and opened the door.

I saw a sturdy man wearing a white striped suit and a face full of flesh coming down from inside. It was the gang leader under Jiang Shengji: Choi Jung-min! !