Him and their stars

The youngest true disciple of the third generation of the Spiritual Research Society, Killian Sazabi, whose dharma name is "Yuchang", is wearing a well-made tweed coat and sitting in the passenger seat of a multi-purpose off-road vehicle. He leaned against the cover of the special car window and looked at the alley across the street while gnawing on a piece of red bean bread with hot coffee.

No matter how he dresses or behaves, he is now a plainclothes police detective engaged in secret investigation and tracking. However, because he has a baby face that is several years younger than his real age, he looks like a precocious middle school student playing a detective game.

Of course, even if someone really noticed him, they would never guess that this young man who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old was actually a super academic who skipped a grade and graduated early from the famous San Sullo Medical University in the empire. He also passed the National Civil Service Examination of the Blue Star Community and is now serving as the third secretary of the Presidential Office.

No one would have thought that under this elegant woolen coat, there were also close-fitting protective clothing, a multifunctional special pistol, and two foldable and detachable telekinetic flying blades.

There is no way, even though they are both secretaries, there are some slight differences between the secretary of the Presidential Palace and the secretary of the coal boss. The president's secretary, as a special commissioner, is seconded to the Internal Affairs and Common Security Committee, involved in and even directly directs some internal security tasks. It is still very reasonable to lead a group of secret police to ambush and conduct a sneak attack or even break into an empty door directly.

Now, this is what Killian Shazabi has to do.

The location is located on the coast of the East China Sea of ​​the Earth's Eurasian continent, near the Beishan District Light Rail Station Square on the outskirts of Mingzhu City. The time is February 3, year 833 of the Galactic Common Calendar, 21:15 local time.

Across the road from Killian is the Black Bridge Alley. There are several food trucks and late-night canteens that are still open at the entrance of the alley. At the end of the alley is the "Sunflower Apartment", a very ordinary suburban apartment from its name to its appearance to its location. Most of the people living there are poor students and newcomers to the city who study and work in the city. In order to save rent, they can only sacrifice their rest time to rent a house in the suburbs.

Of course they would not know that the largest apartment on the top floor had been prepaid for three years and was being renovated. The decoration level is completely on par with those luxury apartments in the city center.

Of course, it was even more impossible for them to imagine that every entrance, exit and passage of this apartment had been placed under very strict surveillance. At least one to three monitoring teams are observing in secret, and drones carrying high-magnification surveillance cameras are patrolling in the clouds. In addition, there are two fully armed internal support teams on standby outside the alley, ready to go to any entrance and exit for support at any time.

Let alone them, even I can’t imagine it. So, how could I, a doctor, become the head of the secret police? Killian imagined this while listening to the conversation in the headset.

"It is confirmed that the tenant of Room 612, Ms. Wenna Shane, a sophomore at Pearl Academy of Art and Design, returned to the apartment at 18:47 this afternoon and has not left the house since."

"The target has entered the apartment at 20:38. From the physical appearance, it can be determined that he is still in the room. Can we start taking action?"

"Where are the bodyguards brought by target person 01?"

"Still on standby on the A1 target vehicle. We can deploy the communication shielding field at any time."

"Wait a little longer. It's best to make sure Target 01 in Room 612 is asleep."

Killian thought, what a busy and tense spy movie scene! It made me almost burst into flames. But the question is, as a doctor, why do I appear in this scene?

Yes, although he was in this scene, he still lacked the proper sense of empathy and tension. Instead, his heart was filled with a surreal sense of alienation.

Of course, as a psyker, he had already ruled out the possibility of being in an illusion for the shortest possible time.

So, it’s just that I’m more hypocritical, right? Killian thought as he looked at the alley opposite. The two food trucks and small restaurants at the entrance of the alley were still open, and a considerable number of the diners were locals in casual clothes. In order not to be exposed, they really ordered a lot of things and ate and drank.

Of course, there are still many ordinary diners. At a dining table set up by a family on the side of the road, a man in his forties, wearing old work clothes that had turned white after being washed, was eating hot noodle soup with a little boy of five or six years old.

While the man was eating, he popped out a few pieces of meat and put them in the bowl opposite, and received a cute smile from the child.

Killian suddenly felt that the red bean bread and hot coffee in his hand were too much to eat.

At this time, he heard the voice of Senior Brother Yang Mingzhao. It didn't sound like it came from the headset, but more like it sounded directly in his heart: "Then, according to the original plan, I will knock on the door, and you watch outside. "

"Understood. But, senior brother, do you really not want to wait until nightfall?" Killian looked at his father and son who were still enjoying dinner at the noodle stall.

"Waiting until nightfall is nothing more than trying to minimize the public impact. However, the target is, after all, Deputy Director Suggs Dellen of the Internal Operations Bureau. He is an expert in espionage and counter-terrorism. It is difficult to imagine that such a person would do anything. There are no arrangements. If an emergency does occur, at least everyone is awake now, and the potential danger may be lower."

"What's more, since it has been proven that he is an imperial spy, who knows which gods will come to intercede. It is best to avoid long nights and dreams."

Killian thought about it carefully and felt that although the other party's words contained conjecture, they still made sense. After all, the two of them had been hanging out in the Presidential Palace for a while, and they had some understanding of the personalities of the Gon-Gun princes.

However, if it were him, he would definitely not have thought of this level.

He is truly worthy of being a senior brother! No wonder he is the most suitable person in our spiritual research group to join the officialdom. Killian was immediately in awe.

"Senior Brother, I will hold the line for you. However, I think it is best to wait until five minutes later."

"Why?"

"I have read the target's physical examination report. If there is nothing to conceal, he should enter the Sage Time in three to five minutes. That is when the target is least alert."

"... Junior brother, I really didn't expect to analyze the enemy's situation from this aspect, but it's really refreshing. However, isn't it possible that the deputy director is a psychic?"

"I haven't heard that psykers can add functions in this area."

"Okay, let's wait another five minutes." Yang Mingzhao sighed, then thought of something, and sighed heavily: "Tell me, junior brother, will we be like this in twenty years? Woolen cloth?"

"Brother, after all, the fate of everyone is different. Here, we respect science and take good care of our bodies."

Five minutes came quickly, and Yang Mingzhao walked out of his hiding spot, a coffee shop a street away, and merged into the flow of people on the street.

"Master Juque has begun to act. Master Juque has begun to act."

The so-called Juque is, of course, Yang Mingzhao's "Taoist name". His current official position is also that of Secretary of the Presidential Office, and he is also the deputy leader of the Second Group of Political Secretaries. It is obvious that he is highly appreciated by President Nikita.

Currently, like his junior brother "Yuchang", he is "seconded" to the Security Department under the House Committee as a member of the inspection team, responsible for supervising the arrest plan.

In short, for people in the Ministry of Security, the secretary of the presidential palace is naturally the unattainable imperial minister. Wouldn't it be too ordinary to use "Mr." or "Your Excellency" in the workplace? It really doesn't show the level of their security bureau.

It just so happened that he was a master of the Spiritual Research Society, a disciple of Zhenguo Zhenren, and the eldest disciple of Master Tantai. Rounding it off, of course he should be called "Master".

All in all, what is needed is to highlight respect.

In addition, their position is said to be "supervision", but if Yang Mingzhao and Killian have this idea, they can directly take over the command.

Juque ordered on the channel: "Group A and Group B follow up and get ready at the corridor entrance and rooftop on the sixth floor respectively. The rest are on standby. Monitor the movements on the A1 vehicle closely. Starting from the time I enter the corridor Counting, we can start the strong attack in two minutes. Can you?"

Although he was giving orders, his voice was very gentle, as if he was discussing. The action team of nearly a hundred people present felt that they were respected and expressed their agreement.

Anyway, if something happens, it won't be their turn to take the blame. But if you don't agree, you will offend the master of the spiritual seminar on the spot. Even they, a group of warriors who are on secret police missions, can understand the importance of this.

At this time, Juque had already appeared in Killian's sight. He has a medium build and height. He is currently wearing a dark-colored plaid shirt, carrying a rustic but sturdy backpack, and is walking towards the door of Xiangyanghua Apartment.

...Well, I have to admit that although the eldest brother is also a third-ring psychic, and he can be regarded as a handsome guy with a warm and masculine style, but his aura is deliberately restrained, it is really different from those ordinary dead men. Programmers are no different.

However, I saw the senior brother dig out of his backpack and put on a red vest with the Star Network Communications logo. So, a person who is working as a programmer but doesn’t earn enough money to spend his life can only buy half a toilet in a big city even if he saves money, so he can only sacrifice his rest time after get off work and work part-time as a telecommunications worker. This is how social animals were born.

Yuchang really felt bitter. He really saw the difficulty and pressure of life from the back of his senior brother.

This, this is staged, right?

As his subordinates and junior brothers watched him off, Yang Mingzhao walked upstairs with tired steps and strolled straight to the door of the last apartment in the corridor.

"Hello, Star Network Operations, open the door and fix the cat." He leaned against the door and said in a tone that could not hide his tiredness.

All the execution troops who were watching were impressed by the great acting skills of Master Juque. Just relying on his voice, he vividly showed the image of an exhausted social animal who must muster the last bit of physical strength to face the heavy pressure of life.

A woman's voice seemed to come from the apartment door: "Yes, I called you. Just stay inside, don't come out."

In fact, during the renovation, the door and surrounding walls of this apartment were replaced with soundproofing materials. If the members of the action team had not used the most advanced monitoring equipment, not even a sound could be transmitted.

Then, just open the door normally, exchange greetings, fool people with perfect acting skills, enter, suddenly attack the target, and then retreat silently, right?

The people in the action team are looking forward to it. After all, their target tonight is the deputy director of the Internal Affairs Bureau, so it would be best if they could capture him quietly.

However, a man's voice came from the door: "I'm here, why are you asking someone to come to your door?"

"How do I know you will come today? Really, you didn't even say hello in advance. What if the neighbors see you?"

During the close inspection of the ambush personnel, the woman's footsteps were approaching from far away, heading towards the door. However, at this time, I heard Juque suddenly say in a deep voice: "Act now! Repeat, act immediately!"

Before anyone could react, Juque had already extended his hand. He looked unarmed except for a rather thick ring on his index finger, which looked like a well-polished thimble. But then, the metal material on the ring suddenly stretched out, expanding rapidly like a group of wildly growing fungi, forming a huge impact glove directly on his wrist.

Then, only a huge impact was heard, it didn't sound like it was hitting the door, but more like hitting the armor plate.

However, the door of the apartment still shattered, revealing the luxurious decoration inside that looked like...a top club. Surrounded by those crystal chandeliers full of ambiguity, the tenant of this apartment, Miss Wenna Shane, was wearing a very light "pajamas" and holding a forearm-long submachine gun in each hand.

MA797 is a miniature submachine gun that can be folded, disassembled and assembled and even made of plastic. Because it is easy to carry, it can be regarded as a famous gun active on the intelligence front and in gang vendettas. If placed on the battlefield, of course it would be difficult to effectively damage the armor of military power armor, but when faced with civilian enemies in street fighting, its power is still considerable.

And now, Mr. Yang Mingzhao, who is dressed as a dead programmer who works part-time as a telecommunications worker, is indeed wearing ordinary common clothes.

As for the gun-wielding Miss Wenna Shane, according to the information, she is Deputy Director Darren's little lover, a second-year student at the School of Design at the Pearl Academy of Fine Arts, a petite, delicate, delicate, delicate, and gentle girl.

Well, temperament aside, his appearance does match what the intelligence said. However, this young lady had already pulled the trigger without hesitation, blasting away a large row of dense bullets.

However, when the bullet was still more than ten centimeters away from Yang Mingzhao, it fell into the invisible air wall and completely lost its kinetic energy.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, student from Mingzhu Academy of Fine Arts?" Yang Mingzhao sneered, suddenly accelerated his sprint, and directly hit the opponent with his back.

The petite figure immediately flew out like a kite with broken strings, passed directly through the living room, smashed through the window of the living room, and flew directly out from the sixth floor.

Yang Mingzhao ignored it and rushed to the "lounge" bedroom of a luxurious nightclub that was lifeless but still looked like a luxury nightclub. Then he only saw Deputy Director Dai Lun naked. He just wrapped a blanket around his waist and rushed to the balcony. superior.

However, even the deputy director of the Internal Operations Bureau and a major suspect in the espionage case still put a lot of pressure on Guo Ben, and his steps seemed a bit staggering.

"Junior brother, actually two minutes is enough!" Yang Mingzhao sighed, while using an interception action similar to that in a wrestling match, he immediately pounced over.

But then, the guy's body suddenly glowed with fire, as if his whole person had turned into a violent explosive that was about to explode.