Star Trace Gate

1:30 pm.

In Fulai County, Andong Street, outside the courtyard of the Third Law Enforcement Patrol Brigade, in a deep alley.

Fat Tan looked at the patrol brigade, which had three main buildings and covered an area of ​​more than 10,000 square meters, and felt a little uneasy: "Brother, I always feel that doing this... doesn't seem very smart."

Ren Ye observed the situation in the brigade yard and whispered, "According to the confession of Wang Laogou from the black oil factory, it has been more than three years since Song Mingzhe's case. Think about it, those little bald guys and little Karami on the street probably don't know about this. Even if you deal with them, you probably won't get any useful information. If you want to get it, you have to deal with the big guys, the officials. They have a lot of information, and even if they don't know, they have the authority to check."

"That makes sense, but the problem is, there are at least thousands of bald men in this courtyard." Fatty Tan scratched his nose, "If we make a noise, even if Lu Wentian comes, he will get slapped twice before he can leave."

Ren also glanced at him and said, "Then go back to the villa and wait for Song Mingzhe to play the suona tonight and send you away happily."

Fat Tan weighed the pros and cons and said, "Forget it. I choose to die standing."

"Are you sure that those with more than two stars on their chest badges are officers of the law enforcement team?" Ren Ye asked softly.

"That's right." Fatty Tan nodded. "On the first day of our trip, Xiaoshuai and I made a special observation about this. Those above the team leader have two stars. The more stars, the higher the position."

"Well, observe carefully and do as we agreed before." Ren also whispered: "Oh, and the car, the car is also very important."

"Okay." Fat Tan nodded heavily.

So, after the two of them finished their discussion, they continued to hide in the alley and wait.

In a flash, half an hour passed. In the courtyard of the Second Patrol Team, at least dozens of bald men walked out, but most of them were little Karami, ordinary law enforcers. There were only seven or eight two-star and three-star people. However, they either traveled in groups or talked with people in the courtyard, giving the two men no chance to attack.

Fortunately, both of them were very patient and not in a hurry. They just stared at the courtyard and continued to observe.

It was not until around 2:05 pm that a suitable target finally appeared in the building. He was a bald man in his forties. He walked in a zigzag pattern with a group of people following him all the way to the gate of the compound.

Ren also carefully observed the law enforcer medal on the middle-aged man's chest, and asked in a low voice: "King Dong, there is a moon and three stars on the chest, what level is this?"

Fat Tan was a little confused: "I'm not coming."

As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them saw the patrol team members in person. They nodded and bowed as they sent the middle-aged man to the car and waved goodbye.

The middle-aged man finally brought two people to the law enforcement team's vehicle, one of whom should be the driver and the other was a follower sitting in the passenger seat. After the car drove out of the compound, it happened to go to Ren Ye's side and stopped at the intersection, waiting for the traffic light.

Ren Ye saw this scene and couldn't help but swallow his saliva: "There's a moon on her chest, which makes me feel a little unsure...!"

"I don't know what level the Moon is, but it must be awesome." Fatty Tan whispered beside him, "Look at those bald guys in the law enforcement team. They acted like grandsons when they saw him. Their expressions were exactly like when you were promoting your project."

Ren also rubbed his palms: "Damn, if you want to fuck someone, fuck the most beautiful one! He is at most a third-grade beauty, fuck him."

"Are you sure?" Beads of sweat oozed from Fat Tan's forehead. "There is a moon on his badge."

“He has a solar system, and today it’s him.” Ren Ye turned around and said, “Revenge, take action.”

"Then take it out quickly, quickly, the car is about to leave." Fat Tan urged.

"Take it out, take it out."

While Ren Ye was replying, he just flipped his right hand and the Phoenix Fire Furnace appeared in his palm. It became very small, like an ordinary water cup.

Fat Tan stood aside, his hands slightly raised, and a dark and distorted light appeared on his chest.

"Mirror—distortion!"

He chanted in a low voice, and stretched his hands forward in an instant. His arms were inserted into the dark and twisted light and were instantly swallowed up in half.

Inside the car, on the back seat, the middle-aged man with a moon logo on his badge was looking at his crossed legs and said, "Li Quan's wife is really nice and knows the rules well..."

"brush!"

At this moment, an antique brown mirror suddenly appeared above the middle-aged man's head.

"Snapped!"

Two large hands stretched out from the mirror shortly afterwards and instantly grabbed the middle-aged man's head as if pulling out a carrot.

"Whoosh!"

The little moon suddenly jumped up and disappeared in the distorted mirror without any psychological preparation.

In the alley, Xiao Yueliang's body was pulled out from the dim light, and Fatty Tan whispered, "Take it!"

Ren Ye took the Phoenix Fire Stove and caught it very smoothly under the light. The little moon fell directly into the stove without even uttering a question.

"Snapped!"

Ren Ye simply closed the stove lid and urged, "Keep going!"

Inside the car, the echo of Little Moon had just faded away when the driver replied, "Yes, sir, I think your judgment is very correct. His wife is a very capable person. Hey, auntie... Damn, where is the sir?!"

He glanced at the rearview mirror and found that the adult had disappeared inexplicably.

"brush!"

An ancient mirror reappeared, and two large hands reached out, grabbed the assistant and the driver by the collars and pulled them up hard.

"Bang, bang."

Two sounds of struggling were heard, and the car was suddenly empty and just stopped on the side of the road.

In the alley, after Ren Ye picked up the driver and the henchman, he closed the lid again: "All done, this is very professional."

"It's so exciting!" Fat Tan wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Doing this in front of the patrol team's door gives me a kind of thrilling feeling of secretly enjoying the sunshine."

"Stop talking nonsense and let's go!"

Ren Ye held the Phoenix Fire Furnace in his right hand, like a tower-holding heavenly king, and rushed onto the street.

Fat Tan just followed behind. The two of them lowered their heads, observing the surrounding situation, and got into the empty car in an instant.

"You drive, I'll take care of these three in the furnace." Ren also spoke up.

Fatty Tan said, "I can't drive."

"Are you from Earth? You can't even drive?" Ren was also shocked.

"I'm too lazy to do this kind of unskilled work." Fat Tan waved his hand.

Ren had no choice but to climb to the driver's seat, start the car, shift gears, step on the accelerator, and drive away quickly.

……

ten minutes later.

On a remote street, the law enforcement team's black SUV was parked under a tree, but there was no one in the car.

Inside the Phoenix Furnace, a shocking battle had been going on for about five or six minutes.

After a while, Ren Ye and Tan Pang appeared in the car in a disheveled state, and kept wiping the blood off their faces and hands.

"This little Moon is so fierce." Ren Ye panted, "He's at the peak of the third rank. If only one person comes, it may not be possible to defeat him in a short period of time."

"You held back just now. You wanted me to be your lackey, take drugs, and consume me secretly. This is obvious." Fat Tan commented with a sneer.

"People with a heart think dirty things." Ren didn't bother to explain: "It's a very stable matter, there's no need to fight so hastily."

"Ha." Fatty Tan sneered: "I'm not dirty, I'm just smart."

As he spoke, he threw a bottle of pills to Ren Ye.

The two of them took some pills to regulate their breathing and took some simple care of their bodies before they began to communicate.

"Xiao Yueliang said that he had participated in the investigation of the Song Mingzhe case. In the afternoon, the latter would not be in the organization's work unit, but would return to the dedicated member dormitory to rest." Ren Ye paused: "The dormitory is on Changfeng Street, 8th floor, 805."

"But Xiaoyueliang didn't tell us what was found in Room 805. What if we go there and don't find any clues?" asked Fat Tan.

"This is the Stargate world, and the logic is a little different from the real world." Ren also thought for a while: "The clues need to be checked slowly, and it is impossible to tell you all at once. It is normal for the residual soul information to be missing."

"Then let's go to the Changfeng Street dormitory." Fatty Tan nodded: "Hurry up, it's almost three o'clock now."

"Ong!"

Ren didn't say anything more, just stepped on the accelerator and left quickly.

……

In the afternoon, around three o'clock.

Changfeng Street, outside the former dormitory building of the Organization Department.

Ren also sat in the car, secretly observing the situation around the dormitory building, but found that there was a patrol team's duty post at the main gate of the compound.

He frowned slightly and said, "Damn, there are people on duty here too?"

"Didn't Xiaoyue say that? The locations of the former Justice Organization departments and units have all been requisitioned or abandoned, and outsiders are not allowed to approach." Fatty Tan frowned and said, "Although there is a law enforcement team here, you see... the building is empty and the courtyard is deserted. There should be no one inside."

"Ah."

Ren also carefully observed the guardhouse and the surrounding situation: "It looks like there are two groups of people, at least twenty or so. There are probably seven or eight people inside the house, or more. The bald guys outside are standing in scattered positions, in groups of two... This is not easy to deal with."

"Yes, we have to use the method of stealing people. We can't use it in crowded places. You can't steal five or six people without being discovered by the other side." Fatty Tan thought for a while: "Once we are discovered, they will use communication equipment to report to the higher-ups, and then this point will be alarmed and we won't be able to get in."

Ren Ye frowned and thought, trying to think of a solution.

"It's dark under the lamp." Fatty Tan reacted very quickly: "Put on Xiaoyue's clothes?! Just rush towards them?!"

Ren Ye's eyes lit up, then dimmed: "No."

"Why not?! The Little Moon Badge has a mysterious vibration, this can't be faked, the residual soul is most likely...!"

"I said, I can't."

"Why can't you?!"

"I...I have a wanted warrant on me, and the scent level is moderate." Ren Ye blinked and said, "I'm afraid that if I get close, they will find something unusual."

Fatty Tan was stunned for a moment: "Why are you wanted?"

“Maybe it’s because I’m handsome!”

"Bullshit, I know it, the one who made such a big fuss on the first day and made everyone unlucky was you!" Fatty Tan exclaimed, "Oh, the fast food restaurant, yes, you burned the fast food restaurant down! No, you are a pervert, right? You acted so tough on the first day."

Ren Ye said faintly: "I don't want to either. I was just defending myself."

"You deserve to die."

Fat Tan sat in the co-pilot seat and thought for a long time before saying, "Forget it. I'll take you flying this time. Don't get close. Just watch my performance."

"Oh." Ren Ye looked at him curiously.

……

five minutes later.

Fat Tan was wearing a suit, leather shoes, a shaved head, and a small moon badge on his chest. He asked Ren Ye to park the car in front of the dormitory building.

"Dangdang!"

The car door was pushed open, and he walked to the guardhouse alone with a heroic and arrogant look, kicked the door open, and shouted directly: "Who is in charge?"