She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Zhao Xue really couldn't find anything to say, Yan Zhan: "Get out of the way."

Seeing Yan Zhan looking down at her, Zhao Xue obediently gave up her seat.

Yan Zhan sat down and began to chat with the other party pretending to be Zhao Xue.

Zhao Xue was stunned to see Yan Zhan chatting with the other party happily and even trying to persuade the other party to give him more money.

Is it still possible to do this?

He delayed for about another ten minutes, and Xi Shuangcheng had already found the location that Yan Zhan had locked onto.

After everything was arranged there, I informed Yan Zhan.

"I have already set up control here, the team members are ready, and are slowly approaching the rental house."

The location is the slums of the imperial capital, which is not only old and crowded, but also difficult for cars to enter. The alleys are intertwined, making it easy to escape.

So, Xi Shuangcheng spent a lot of time.

Instead of feeling relieved, Yan Zhan's expression became serious.

"The person is probably no longer in the same place."

He was operating two computers at the same time, tracking the location and chatting with the other party.

At the same time, he kept in touch with Xi Shuangcheng.

Maybe the other party was also chatting with him while diverting the attention.

How could a professional like him not have this kind of judgment?

Xi Shuangcheng was confused: "We were very careful when we arranged it."

"But you also said that the terrain is complicated. If there is any disturbance, he will probably get the news right away."

Yan Zhan was still trying to get some information out of the other party, but the person on the other end had already sent him two words - Bye!

Two large blood-red characters filled the computer screen.

"Captain Xi, we have opened the door."

At this moment, the locksmith reported to Xi Shuangcheng.

Before Xi Shuangcheng could speak, Yan Zhan shouted from the other end of the phone: "Retreat!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a loud explosion from the other end of the line.

"Xi Shuangcheng?" Yan Zhan's face suddenly changed and he stood up.

"Xi Shuangcheng? Xi Shuangcheng!"

He shouted twice more, but still no one answered, so he knew something had happened.

Xi Shuangcheng was fine; he was only affected by the aftermath of the explosion and was not seriously injured.

His ears were ringing so hard that he ripped off his headset.

But the first group that attacked the door were blown away.

It is obvious that a tough guy lives inside.

The explosion occurred and the casualties of the national security personnel cannot be counted for the time being.

Because it was an old neighborhood, the explosion caused a fire.

The nearby residents who were at home rushed over here with basins and buckets.

These people were still cursing.

"Which idiot is playing with fire at home? It would be fun if it exploded, right?"

"Idiot, have you got nothing to do?"

"What caused the explosion? Was it a gas tank? Oh my god, why are there so many people here?"

There was an old lady who lived nearby who rushed out of her house and was a little overwhelmed when she saw Xi Shuangcheng and the others.

Xi Shuangcheng shook the dust off his hair and took out his ID from his jacket pocket.

"Auntie, National Security is here."

The aunt pushed her glasses up and took the document to examine it carefully.

"Hey, young man, are you from the National Security Bureau? Then is the explosion here a terrorist attack? Have the terrorists been caught?"

Everyone gathered around.

While being curious, he also did not forget to put out the fire.

Xi Shuangcheng made a phone call and asked people to come and put out the fire.

Another middle-aged woman said: "We called 119 as soon as we heard the explosion and saw the fire, but it was very inconvenient to drive into this area, and many fire escape routes were blocked. We didn't know if we could make it in time."