the world is at stake

Chen Zhizhong yelled at his family, and at the same time stepped on the accelerator, the station wagon accelerated forward.

Gunshots rang out at a red light intersection.

The driver of the 'Buick' fired two shots at the station wagon before being accurately hit by a bullet from the other side.

The .44 bullet used by the Glock [-] was less powerful, but it still easily pierced the window glass, bursting into blood in the car.

Chapter 021 Safe House

.22LR bullets, the most commonly used bullets in the United States, are light, small and cheap, about seven cents a round.Many people take this bullet extremely lightly, but in fact this bullet kills the most people in the United States.

Because of the small recoil, the firearms using 22LR bullets can be very stable and the rate of fire is very fast.Under the control of a master, it is deadly enough.

Zhou Qingfeng walked out from under the billboard, and he poured out the ten bullets in the magazine in a few seconds.The warheads fell evenly within a range about the size of a palm, penetrating through the window of a 'Buick' car parked at a red light intersection.

The windows of the car burst, and the body of the driver and co-pilot in the car shook violently after being beaten.Their attention was all on Chen Zhizhong's station wagon driving around in circles, and they didn't expect it to be a trap at all.

Who dared to attack American law enforcement in broad daylight?

After ten rounds were empty, Zhou Qingfeng briskly changed the magazine.He rushed to the front of the 'Buick' car, smashed the window and opened the door.

Chen Zhizhong stepped on the gas pedal to the end, and he jumped more than ten meters in an instant.He ducked his head and looked in the rearview mirror at the same time, surprised to find that he was just a decoy.

The three members of the Chen family in the back seat screamed in shock when the gunshot was fired, and they didn't listen to the order to lie down at all.When they came back to their senses, they saw Chen Zhizhong take out a pistol from under the car seat, opened the car door and jumped down.

The interior of the 'Buick' was splattered with blood.The two agents were shot in the head, neck, and chest multiple times and died on the spot.Zhou Qingfeng quickly searched their clothes and got mobile phones, IDs and firearms.

When Chen Zhizhong ran over, Zhou Qingfeng had already left the 'Buick', and immediately aimed his gun at him.He quickly raised his hand and shouted, "I'm here to help you."

"Help me, go back and drive, there is still a wave of enemies following you."

The two hurried back to the station wagon again. This time, they drove at full speed regardless of the traffic lights, and escaped for a few kilometers in one breath.

In this way, they changed cars two or three times, and also changed to public transportation such as the subway, which created a lot of fascination for the pursuers and the police. The five escaped were relieved and hid in a safe house prepared by Chen Zhizhong.

"Hell, you put the safe house in a Broadway theater?"

'Broadway' is a street in Manhattan, New York, the heart of the city center.Due to the large number of high-profile theaters gathered here, it has evolved into synonymous with American musicals.

There are hundreds of giant billboards erected on Broadway, and classic, popular, experimental and unknown plays are shown every day.

In the information age, Broadway not only has not been eliminated, but instead relies on tourism to increase its artistic style and become a necessity for noble lifestyles.

Whether participating in a Broadway show or watching it has become an elegant thing.Tourists from all over the world regard watching a Broadway play as a must-have program when they come to New York, and it is highly sought after.

Chen Zhizhong set up his safe house in a theater, and explained plausibly: "Small hidden in the wild, medium hidden in the city, big hidden in the court.

I can't hide in the government, at least I have to hide in a lively place so as not to attract attention.Isn't that right?This place is absolutely safe. "

Every week, Chen Zhizhong avoids all his acquaintances and goes to a theater on Broadway to volunteer and work as a backstage staff.Due to his "selfless dedication" throughout the years, he even gained a certain status in the theater.

There is a small independent office, the key to the theater props warehouse, and an unknown lounge has been built in the warehouse.Great for temporary hiding.

"Where is your lounge? It's clearly a shelter." Zhou Qingfeng saw clothes, food, medicine, and communication tools in the 'lounge'.This is enough to not go out for a week.

Chen Zhizhong also took out several theater certificates that he had prepared long ago.His wife immediately became a drama lover enthusiastic about public welfare, and his children also became small volunteers who came to carry out social practice activities.

OK, it's perfect!

Then the Chen family held a small meeting to discuss the current situation, and Zhou Qingfeng was also busy checking the items seized from the pursuers.

Electronics such as cell phones were unlocked with the deceased's fingerprints, cursory inspections on the run in circles.Some contact phone numbers and communication records were photographed and kept, and they were thrown away together with the Chen family's mobile phone after the incident.

Such things cannot escape being located, and must be replaced once exposed.However, Zhou Qingfeng set up an ambush with the signal of his mobile phone and killed a group of enemy special agents who were following him, which was a reminder to his opponents not to follow too closely.

As for the certificate, there is nothing to gain.The enemy agents were two Westerners, one black and one white. They were obviously physically trained, but they did not carry any official documents.

Zhou Qingfeng only found driver's licenses, credit cards and the like.None of this stuff is very useful unless it has access to DHS databases.

The only thing that works is a mini SD card, obtained by smashing an enemy phone.

Every secret service always has some important information that needs to be carried with him.They also know that mobile phones are unreliable, and important things are often stored on the Internet.

But what if there is no internet?

So carrying an SD card will bring a lot of convenience after all.

It was also convenient for Zhou Qingfeng.

There are many contents in the SD card, most of which are photos of the deceased's life, and some record files.These included more than a dozen bank accounts in different banks, and it was estimated that the deceased had saved half his life's property.

Zhou Qingfeng checked the photos of the deceased on his mobile phone, and soon found the information he wanted.There is a gym photo of the deceased, with a large tattoo on his arm - the letter 'G' held by an American bald eagle.

Directorate G, the Special Intelligence and Tactical Support Directorate of the Department of Homeland Security.

'Red Sparrow' arranged for Zhou Qingfeng to be arrested, and it was this secret agency that took him into the 'Flos' private prison.Now that the 'Red Sparrow' has a problem, it is this agency that jumped out to arrest Zhou Qingfeng again.

"Why is it Bureau G?"

The Special Intelligence and Tactical Support Agency, this is a new agency established by the Yankees under the Department of Homeland Security in response to the intensifying international situation.

This G Bureau is not mysterious, its actions are simple and rude, and it never pays attention to low-key work.The biggest feature that distinguishes it from other secret service organizations is the 'low cost advantage'.

Bureau G is actually a semi-official organization.Except for a few middle and high-level members, its membership is complex and basically comes from employment.This has many advantages in the system, the command is very flexible, the work is neat, and it is easy to shirk when there is trouble.

It's like the dispatch workers of state-owned enterprises, who do the most tiring work, get the least money, and don't need to pay pensions if something goes wrong.

This is the 'low cost advantage' of Bureau G.

But behind this low cost, Bureau G has a very bad reputation.

This institution is an out-and-out bloodthirsty minion. If it does not bite its prey, it will starve to death. Corruption and collusion will inevitably occur while using public power.

However, corruption in the United States is not called corruption, but political donations; collusion in the United States is not called collusion, but government-enterprise cooperation.Different interest groups blend with each other and cooperate for a win-win situation.

This development model cannot be underestimated. How many people can stick to principles in the face of huge benefits?

If there is, either modify the principle or replace it.

The game G that Zhou Qingfeng was fighting against was a monster in this system.

Chapter 022

Broadway is famous, but most of the Broadway theaters are old and small.Many of them were built at the beginning of the last century and have been repaired repeatedly, all of which have a history of hundreds of years.

However, the theater has a large flow of people, and rehearsals often have actors, theater managers, props and vehicles coming in and out.The appearance of unfamiliar faces will not attract too much attention, it is really a good place to hide.

Chen Zhizhong hid in the 'Olympia Theater' and was in charge of managing the theater's prop warehouse.The safe house he arranged is not a separate room, but an irregular area separated by props such as statues, curtains, dummies, and visors.

The four members of the Chen family couldn't do anything to clean up. They threw away everything accumulated in the past ten years in a hurry, and hid in like a refugee. They were crying in panic.

Chen Zhizhong himself also shed tears, but he still suppressed his grievances, forced a smile on his face and approached Zhou Qingfeng, "Brother, what should we do next?"

Zhou Qingfeng showed the photos on the SD card and asked, "Do you know what this is?"

Seeing the tattoo of 'bald eagle grabbing the letter G', Chen Zhizhong also changed color instantly.

Bureau G often does wet work for some bigwigs in the political circles, and many unclear cases are done by this agency in the name of 'national security'.Not even the FBI can check.

Outsiders may be confused and do not understand, but Chen Zhizhong has been doing this job anyway, and he can distinguish the threat level of different violent organizations. Bureau G is undoubtedly the most sinister kind.

If caught by the FBI, he will go to prison at most, and if caught by the G Bureau, the whole family will die.

Zhou Qingfeng was calm, "Continue to tell me about the one whose surname is Guo?"

Ever since he fell into crisis, Chen Zhizhong's mind was in a mess.He moved a prop toilet as a stool, sat down and spoke slowly.

"I don't know the specific identity of the surname Guo, but I know that he has a strong connection. I pass the news from the New York Chinese circle to him, and he can respond immediately.

For example, people from Hong Kong and Taiwan immigrated to New York to invest, and they had to buy property and sell their property.I can be regarded as a figure in the New York Chinese community, and people who have similar needs often come to me for consultation.

I tried to report these situations to Guo, who was really interested and asked me to report more information in this regard.As long as I inform the past, someone will approach the new immigrants. The business discussed is often millions of dollars, and the profits are extremely high. "

After saying this, Chen Zhizhong used a new mobile phone to surf the Internet and download files from the encrypted network disk.Zhou Qingfeng stored it on an SD card and opened it on his mobile phone to view it.

"Here is my accumulation of more than ten years, including the general situation and contact information of the Chinese circle in New York and even the entire American circle, and even the Asian circle, as well as the detailed asset status.

This is actually an intelligence network through which a large amount of public and non-public social information can be collected.I am the builder and controller of this network. I am willing to surrender. I can help the mainland control the North American Chinese community. "

Chen Zhizhong opened the restaurant just as a cover, and he really made money by relying on the intelligence network of the Chinese circle.This network is too oily.

The information in the document is all-encompassing and complicated, and it really needs a familiar person like Chen Zhizhong to play its best role.

This is probably the biggest trump card of 'Xian Shi Chen', and he used it to express - don't abandon me, I'm very useful.

"But it's of no use to me." Zhou Qingfeng accepted the document but didn't intend to promise anything, "You should go to the Consulate General of the Mainland in New York, and someone will receive you."

Chen Zhizhong was anxious, "There are traitors among you, and you are running for your life. How dare I go to the Consulate General of the Mainland in New York? Go to die!

If you're looking for someone with the surname Guo, you need clues, right?There are clues in my information network.If you check back from the immigration investment intermediary, you will definitely find some clues. "

Chen Zhizhong opened a form on his mobile phone and continued:

"This is a list of Chinese investors in New York in the past five years. I passed this information on to Guo, and found that every time a company called 'Jingxing Global Investment' popped up to approach. Follow this search, and you will definitely find something. "

The idea was good, but Zhou Qingfeng rejected it with one sentence, "Should I check or you?"

Chen Zhizhong misfired.

Neither of them are suitable to come forward.

After thinking to no avail, a call came from the theater's working intercom, and someone called Chen Zhizhong's English name, saying that there were set props that needed to be dealt with.

Chen Zhizhong was like a frightened bird, forcing Zhou Qingfeng to feel safe by his side, and he also gave a warehouse assistant's entry and exit work card.The two rushed from the prop warehouse to the backstage of the theater.

The thing is simple, the theater has a new act to rehearse and needs some sets and props.In order to save costs, it is natural to move out what is in the warehouse first.

The crew members also came to feel the stage movement of the theater.

As an assistant, Zhou Qingfeng was also called to do some chores.He was making trouble carelessly, when suddenly someone stopped behind him and shouted in surprise: "Victor."

Looking back, it was the petite Satomi.

The girl is holding a stack of costume design drafts, because she is an intern in the crew.She was very surprised to see Zhou Qingfeng, "Why are you here?"

"Oh, do odd jobs to earn some travel expenses." Zhou Qingfeng is a 'poor traveler', he has to do some work to earn living expenses when he goes to a place.

Foreign "Qianyou" who go to China can be tutors, foreign teachers, and easy girls.Uncle Zhou is not so lucky, he can only manage the warehouse in a theater-this setting is too normal.

Next to Satomi was an Asian crew cut. Seeing Zhou Qingfeng talking with Satomi, he squeezed over nervously and asked, "Satomi, who is this?"

"Oh, this is Victor, Sophie's boyfriend." Satomi winked at Zhou Qingfeng, signaling him not to talk nonsense.She continued: "This is Mike, my boyfriend. He's three generations of Vietnamese in New York."

The United States is known as a melting pot of nationalities, and New York has all kinds of messy races.

Zhou Qingfeng took the initiative to shake hands with the Vietnamese-born Mike on the opposite side, but felt that the crew-cut guy who was shorter than him was very uncomfortable.

"Are you..." 'Xiao Pingtou' looked up at Zhou Qingfeng and asked, "Japanese?"

"No, Chinese."

"Chinese?"

"No, Chinese."

"Chinese?"

"Chinese, here to travel. I like to travel around the world."

"Are you Sophie's boyfriend?"

"Ah, what's wrong with this? French girls are girls too, can't they have sex?"

'Xiao Pingtou' seemed to be having a hard time accepting a tall, strong Chinese with a French girl standing in front of him. He guessed wrong several times and was corrected several times, still showing an incomprehensible puzzled expression.

That feeling is - I can't even do it, why do you do it?

This kid is very unconvinced!

Not much speculation.

After a few pleasantries, 'Xiao Pingtou' said that the crew was very busy and had a lot of work to do, and forced Satomi to leave.But it didn't take long for Satomi to send a text message to apologize, and hoped that Zhou Qingfeng would stop talking about living with the three girls.

Zhou Qingfeng just smiled at this, probably guessing that 'Xiao Pingtou' is not qualified to enter the girls' studio.But if someone else's boyfriend doesn't like it, he won't go along with it either.But when he turned around, Chen Zhizhong came looking for him instead.

"That girl is nice. Your friend?"

"Yeah, we met two days ago."

"How about letting her help us?"

"What do you mean?"

"Someone has to come to investigate, right? All the Chinese agents in New York know me, and it's not appropriate for you to show up. Let this girl go.

Look at what she's wearing, ordinary jeans and down jackets from street vendors.The hairpin on the head looks exquisite, but it is actually a cheap one from the dollar store.

She runs around and is kind to everyone, so she should need money. "