National treasure

After three o'clock in the morning of the second day, the phone vibrated slightly on Cheng Ling's bedside. He woke up from a very light sleep in an instant, and looked at the little red dot on the phone screen.

At this moment, the red dot displayed on the tracker changed from the static state when it was in the basement earlier, and began to move along the satellite map.

He walked through the door to wake Zhong Zhe up, Zhong Zhe got up abruptly, and asked dimly, "Has anyone started to escape?"

Originally, he was afraid of running out of time, so he was lying down with his clothes closed, and now he was in a hurry to put on his shoes.

Cheng Ling pointed to show him the tracking image on his mobile phone, "Don't worry, don't follow too closely at first."

They went out through the back door, abandoned dozens of famous cars of various colors in the garage, and borrowed A Jin's mother's Volkswagen car and drove on the road. From the moving red dots, the escaped prisoners in the basement were running all the way to the county railway station.

On the dark and hard-to-see road in the countryside, there is only a lonely Beetle moving forward in silence.

Cheng Ling tuned the radio station on the car, nostalgic folk songs wafted out of the late-night music frequency, Paul Simon and Garfunkel's "The Sound of Silence".

hello dark my old friend

I'm here to talk to you again

Because a hallucination is creeping in

sow its seeds in my sleep

This hallucination takes root in my brain and won't go away

with the sound of silence

In endless dreams I walk alone...

Cheng Ling reached out and clicked off the radio.

Zhong Zhe laughed silently.

He couldn't help but glanced at the driver from the corner of his eye, and Cheng Ling was sitting upright with a serious face, and was concentrating on looking ahead, as if he was just trying to break the silence considering the state of the people around him, because he didn't know what to say, so he turned on the radio , but ended up picking the wrong person, which has nothing to do with him.

It took a while for Zhong Zhe to put the hooked corners of his mouth down.

He thought about it, there was no solution to the darkness, and he could still rely on himself to break the silence, who would make the people around him not good at gossiping.

"Did you have this plan in mind from the beginning?"

"I started to have this idea, but before the trial, I won't be sure to do it."

Zhong Zhe turned his head slightly, looked at Cheng Ling, and motioned him to go on in more detail.

Cheng Ling is not used to explaining his work to others, in fact he is not used to it at all, but he did this to Zhong Zhe without thinking too much.

His subconscious comforted him because Zhong Zhe was his co-operator.

Cheng Ling rationalized his thinking, "Using the right time and method, the enemy will eventually reveal the information, but the credibility of the information revealed must be interrogated in person to know.

After the interrogation begins, first understand the enemy's psychological bottom line, and then ask step by step until the most important question.At this time, he pretended to do his best and was defeated by the enemy's tenacity, but failed to obtain the final information.

This way the enemy will feel like they have won over you.He despised you from the bottom of his heart.

Then, if you create the illusion that the guard is relaxed and let the enemy escape, he will be more convinced of his judgment, despise your ability more and more, and rush back to report without hesitation.And because he hadn't shared the information before, he'd feel safe doing so. "

While speaking, Cheng Ling glanced at the mobile phone beside him, and the map showed that the red dot had entered the train station.

He continued: "In this case, the lair that the enemy led us to will be the real place. If we are lucky, we may catch big fish and get unexpected information, but how much of the big fish and information are we going to get?" , depends more on the strength of the enemy's anti-reconnaissance awareness guarding the lair."

After the Beetle turned the corner, the lights lit up in front of it, which was particularly eye-catching in the dark night, and Cambridge Railway Station was in sight.

Cheng Ling glanced at the time, it was 04:30 in the morning.

The two sat in the car and waited. Eight minutes later, the red dot on the screen moved rapidly.

Zhong Zhe has looked through the train timetable twice, and with his extensive knowledge, he quickly said: "At 4:38, the first train to London today."

"How long is the next shift?"

"16 minutes."

"Then we have to hurry up."

The two jumped off the Beetle and rushed to the station in the morning light.

An hour later, the train arrived at Liverpool Street Station on time, the door opened, and Zhong Zhe followed Cheng Ling and ran away.

While running, he passed through the empty waiting hall. Under the huge arched glass dome, the station in the early morning was more like a holy church. The angel was hidden in the light. Zhong Zhe looked up, shocked by the sense of absurdity in this chase.

When the two came to the back of the hall, Cheng Ling slammed on the brakes at a turning, and fell back into the aisle. Zhong Zhe slowed down quickly behind him, and leaned carefully to the side.

Cheng Ling's eyes pointed to the corner, a man with his back to the two who was using a public phone to communicate.

Zhong Zhe recognized that it was the bait they let go on purpose.

After a while, the man hung up the phone and looked around vigilantly. After confirming that no one was following him, he continued walking.

Now that Cheng Ling had reconfirmed the target, he intentionally let go of the distance and fell far behind.At this time, the flow of people at the station increased, quickly obscuring the presence of Cheng Ling and Zhong Zhe.

The red dot finally stopped somewhere, and the two followed quickly, only to find that the target was staying in a chain fast food restaurant.

Cheng Ling pulled Zhong Zhe to hide his figure, and the two disguised themselves properly. The aroma of coffee and eggs wafted over not far away, and Cheng Ling turned to look at Zhong Zhe.

Zhong Zhe understood, and smiled slightly, benefiting from his unspoken concern in his heart, but still put on that unearthly look on his face, so as to reassure him, "I would rather be hungry if I eat those."

Cheng Ling turned his head and continued to follow.

Half an hour later, a man in a dark coffee-colored sweater carried a large bag and sat in the corner of the fast food restaurant near the door.

After seeing the "bait" quickly make eye contact with this person, Cheng Ling got up straight and walked past the person.The two did not have any contact and communication, "bait" quickly picked up the bag and walked out the door.

The situation changed suddenly at this point. The "bait" did not go directly back to the fish pond as expected, but had another contact on the way. At this moment, there was an inexplicable extra person, a clue.

Cheng Ling had to decide immediately, which one to follow, whether to follow, and how to follow.

He originally brought Zhong Zhe out, but he just wanted to follow him to the place. After he went in and settled the stronghold, he rushed to let Zhong Zhe analyze and collect useful information clues on the spot before the police arrived.

He never thought of letting Zhong Zhe participate in the action part of the mission, especially taking risks himself.

Now, he has to choose.