Conan and I start the hell-level main line

In the empty interrogation room, under the dim light, Yitelin leaned on the table with his hands, holding his forehead. He seemed a little tired and was thinking about something.

Nai Lichao's report just now made it very clear. The organization had finally found an opportunity by taking advantage of the corruption case and then designed a plan to arrest him. However, Moutai showed no moral principles at all and directly created a car accident to silence the witness.

This madman... Such a serious car accident happened on the high-speed cross-sea bridge, and the impact it caused was too terrible.

Knowing that under the Chinese government's strong suppression, the activities of the organization members in China are very limited and they are very nervous, but this guy...

Oh, I can't understand...

"Forget it, let's think of another way." Yitelin stood up, turned off the desk lamp in front of him, and walked out of the interrogation room. The police outside the door saw him raise his hand and saluted, and Yitelin nodded in response.

Not long after, Tian Yongxing came back first, and in order to deal with the impact of the car accident, Director Na Lichao had to stay to maintain traffic order.

"Mr. Yitelin, I'm sorry, we were too careless." Tian Yongxing felt extremely sorry. He had clearly caught the person and was sure to win, but unfortunately he was careless on the way back. It was all our fault.

"I don't blame you." Yitelin waved his hand and said softly. He sat on a chair in the office, looking out the window at the horizon where the sea and the sky met. It was gradually turning white with fish sauce. The dark purple night became lighter and morning was coming.

Looking at the faint morning light rising from the end of the sea, Yitelin seemed to have made some decision, and a bold plan was being formulated in his mind.

This time, let’s go big.

Yi Telin had a serious expression and sat upright. He said, "Mr. Tian Yongxing, I am planning to go to Beijing. Please contact your Chinese National Security Bureau MSS. I need your MSS's help."

"You are going to Beijing. OK, OK, no problem. I'll tell our captain." Tian Yongxing nodded, without further ado, he picked up the landline phone beside him and dialed the number of the MSS headquarters.

The call was quickly connected.

"This is the Shanghai Municipal Police Department. I am Tian Yongxing from the Human Team. I would like to speak to Tian Weixing, the captain of the Human Team."

"Okay, please wait." The voice on the other end was a gentle and solemn female voice. The other party did not waste any time and quickly answered Tian Weixing's call.

Tian Weixing, who was working late at the headquarters, took a sip of coffee. When he found out that it was Tian Yongqi who called, he rubbed his nose and said, "Tian Yong, what's the matter?"

"Captain, Mr. Yitelin plans to go to Beijing and ask for help from MSS." Tian Yongxing reported to Tian Weixing what happened not long ago. Judging from Yitelin's appearance, he seemed to have some new plans.

"Really? That's a pity. Well, as a member organization of the National Police Federation, we should do our best to help. Let him come to the headquarters to find me. If he has any plans, I can go to help in person." Tian Weixing said. He glanced at a photo on the table. The morning sun and the dim light intertwined, and the face of the person in the photo could not be seen clearly.

However, one could only vaguely see a middle-aged man with his hand on a young man's shoulder, smiling. He should be Tian Weixing, and the young man smiled excitedly, showing his bright white teeth. It was the first time in his life that he was so happy. In his hand was a certificate with the signature, [Intern: Tian Jianxing]

Tian Weixing looked at the photo gently and said in his heart: We Chinese are naturally willing to help others and cherish our companions.

……

At the MSS headquarters in Beijing, Yitelin met with this senior agent who holds a pivotal position in China.

The two shook hands and had a long conversation. Yitlin also told them his plan:

Fantasy Park Project.

Yi Telin: "The National Police Federation has already determined the policy of completely eliminating the organization. I think all countries should also implement the most core step. For example, the Japanese Public Security Police and the American FBI, whether they send undercover agents to infiltrate or find opportunities to take the initiative to attack, are all trying to find ways to arrest these people."

"In fact, the ultimate goal is to interrogate the location of the organization's network group headquarters, and even Chivas."

When Yitelin said this, the atmosphere on the scene became solemn. Tian Weixing did not interrupt him, but he knew in his heart how difficult this was.

It is not easy to find the main base of the network group after searching the whole world for so many years, but this is ultimately the most critical step in destroying the organization.

How can we fight a life-and-death battle with the organization without breaking through their protective shield?

Yitelin smiled meaningfully, "Now I think about it again. The ordinary code members may not know, but what if we set the target on the senior members?"

Tian Weixing showed no emotion on his face. "Take the fire out of the pot, or?"

"If you want to make a breakthrough, you must have the courage to face death, so this time may be very risky."

"The only person known to have the closest relationship with Chivas and the most special person in the organization. Target: Hennessy."

……

At Tokyo Airport in Japan, when in China, Yitelin had already contacted Superintendent Inoue of the National Police Agency and applied for the assistance of the public security police in this fantasy park project.

There is strength in numbers, but with too many people, it is easy for a lot of impurities to mix in.

As soon as they got off the plane, the airport was blown up. Gin brought Vodka and the Crouching Dragon and Phoenix combination to assassinate them in advance.

However, perhaps because of the example of Moutai at Beijing Airport in China, Yitelin became cautious and did not go through the main exit of the airport, but instead went through some illegal and unconventional fences.

Anyway, in the world of science, as long as they can't catch me, it's not a crime...

Gin's assassination attempt failed, and Gin was so angry that he wanted to run to the fantasy park and beat up Fu Huashi, who skipped work all day and played carefree selfishly.

(Fuhuashi(￣□￣): What does it have to do with me? You didn’t even look for me.)

But what's the use? We've already had a conflict with the public security police. It's a complete waste of time. There's no other way. Let Yitelin escape.

It seems that a trip to Fantasyland is inevitable.

Anyway, we have made preparations in advance. With Jägermeister and Snow Country here, let’s see what you can use to fight us!

Yitelin, you are just a pheasant that has fallen into a trap!

It may be that Itlin has telepathy with Gin or something. He turned around and smiled coldly, thinking: It is still unknown who the prey will be.

However, I had just gotten off the plane when an organization came to assassinate me. It was obvious that they didn’t want to leave me any chance of survival. But how did the organization know that I would get off the plane at this airport?

I informed the Chinese and Japanese governments in advance and asked them to block the information of the people on board. The organization probably didn't know which plane I was on and couldn't determine my location. These three Chinese people can be absolutely trusted, otherwise they would have taken action long ago.

Wait, I contacted the public security police before boarding the plane...If you think about it more, you will find something wrong.

If he is an undercover agent, he is most likely from the intelligence team. It seems that we have to change our target.

Finding you means eliminating a big trouble.

Hennessy? I'll think about it later. He has too many secrets. We have to investigate slowly. This person has a direct relationship with the leader of the first generation decision-making group 40 years ago.

……

At this time, Hennessy was in the Fantasy Park, looking at the rising sun outside the window, but his expression was complicated and solemn. His eyes, with heavy dark circles under them, were deep and he was thinking about something.

The fog does not just cover you.