Ultra-Dimensional Technology Era

The driver tugged on the steering wheel angrily, and kept tapping the brakes under his feet.

But the oil tanker sprinted towards the Beetle like a Spanish bull suffering from mad cow disease.

When a bald man finds something is wrong...

bump!A violent impact sounded, and the angle was unbiased, like an exquisite mathematical formula, causing the Beetle to be directly stuck on the steel guardrail.

The entire Beetle has been severely deformed, and the fuel tanker is also rolled over, and the aviation kerosene in the fuel tank is leaking out.

The bald man, who was stuck between the beetle and the guardrail, endured the pain, and took out his mobile phone with difficulty to prepare to call the police.

As for the young woman inside the Beetle, her life and death are unknown at this time.

"Dudu... hello, this is..."

The bald man hadn't had time to speak yet.

boom!The aviation kerosene tank exploded suddenly, and the scene suddenly burst into flames and smoke billowed, while the bald man and the beetle were instantly engulfed in flames.

Chapter 61 The Wind Rises

There was a roaring explosion, and the fire snake like a volcanic eruption stretched its teeth and claws towards the dark sky, as if the hell demon broke free and wanted to come to the world to do evil.

In the airport, which is not two kilometers away from the explosion site, the passengers panicked, screamed, or whispered.

The fierce explosion not only made the flames illuminate the sky on the west side, but the roar and shock wave also buzzed in everyone's eardrums.

Huang Mingzhe was "shocked" following the crowd.

On the other hand, Zhang Shihe and Zhao Guoqing looked nervous, and hurriedly protected Huang Mingzhe one after the other.

At this time, the tower of the airport was also in a mess.

"What happened?" the portly general manager of the airport asked while wiping off his sweat.

"I don't know for the time being. The airport guards are rushing to the scene of the incident." The chief security officer was also caught off guard by the sudden situation.

The general manager hurriedly shouted: "Calm down, don't panic, and all departments should control the landing of the plane."

"Yes."

"Ok."

Everyone finally calmed down a lot, while the security affairs chief and the general manager were outside the corridor, making or answering the phone non-stop.

"Okay, I understand." The chief security officer hung up the phone solemnly, turned his head and said to the general manager:

"Manager Haina, one of our fuel tank trucks had a traffic accident on the East Lake Highway. The fire department and ambulance are rushing over now, but people probably have..."

"Bastard!" Heiner patted his forehead with a headache.

at the same time.

Huang Mingzhe in the airport looked at the scrolling display.

A calming announcement was being played in the terminal hall, and the passengers stabilized at this time, whispering in groups of three or four.

"Boss, should we change the flight?" Zhang Shihe reminded, obviously he also felt that something was wrong.

Huang Mingzhe took advantage of the slope to get off the donkey and nodded: "We will change the flight immediately and return directly to China."

Half an hour later, I changed my booking to a direct Airbus flight to Shanghai Hongqiao Airport.

Before leaving, Huang Mingzhe silently glanced at the west side of the airport, the flames had already been extinguished, and then boarded the plane without looking back.

The plane quickly soared into the sky and headed for the far east.

……

"Officer Orson, besides the oil tanker, there is also a Beetle that has been affected. The driver of the oil tanker, the owner of the Beetle, and another young woman have all been confirmed dead." Officer Kancha reported while flipping through the report. .

"Are you sure it was an accident?" Sergeant Orson stared at the burnt out-of-shape oil tanker and Beetle.

"It should have been an accident. We are checking the identity of the driver, the owner of the Beetle, and the young woman."

The north wind added to the night.

Sergeant Orson, who stayed up all night, took a sip of coffee to refresh himself. Things were getting more and more troublesome. Just now they finally verified the identities of the three victims.

There is no problem with the driver of the oil tanker, that is, the driver who specializes in transporting aviation kerosene to the airport.

But the other two victims made his heart tighten. They were two Americans.

Suddenly the door of his office was directly opened, and three men in black walked in directly, and the first one directly took out a notice and certificate.

Sergeant Orson's pupils shrank.

"Sheriff Orson, please hand over the East Lake Highway bombing last night to us."

"...No problem." Sergeant Orson finally knew the background of those two people.

The man handed a file bag to Sergeant Orson again: "According to this, it will be announced to the public."

"Okay." Sergeant Orson took it without hesitation.

Soon the local official website defined the bombing as an accidental traffic accident, and the whole incident seemed to be an ordinary accidental traffic accident.

If it weren't for the two Americans involved, no one would have paid special attention to this matter, the undercurrent surging hidden under the calm lake.

……

A pickup truck slowly docked near the port of Oslo. Hank and Freddie carried heavy travel bags and directly boarded a yacht.

Half an hour later, the yacht slowly left the pier.

Hank and Freddy entered a cabin.

"Vulture and Hyacinth are dead." A middle-aged bald white man said seriously.

Hank was stunned for a moment, and he realized in an instant: "The oil tanker bombing case"

The bald head nodded: "They were hit by a tanker truck while performing their mission."

"No, it's not right!" Hank's face changed drastically when he thought about their previous situation in Oslo.

"What doubts did you find?"

"We..." Hank repeated the failure of the previous mission.