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Chapter 131 The team gathers together, a small scene
Where the hell is Chris Cunningham?How important is she to military technology?Tang Ji's heart was full of worries.

He spared three intersections, abandoned the car provided by Military Technology on the side of the road, got into Martin's car, and picked up Sirte at an intersection a few minutes later.

When the superhuman boy came back, he not only brought back the location of the military science and technology operation center, but also made a big purchase.

At this time, like a native of San Diego, he was wearing a pair of quick-drying pants, a white vest inside, a floral shirt outside, and a pair of brand-name running shoes on his feet. The labels of these things had not been removed.

He also carried a backpack on his shoulders, which was full of chewing gum and other candies, probably because the colorful packaging was similar, Tang Ji also saw a few loose safety protection products.

If it wasn't for the fact that there was a pistol in the bag, two fingers with gold rings, and a stack of small banknotes, anyone would think this savage boy who just entered the city is very cute.

"What's going on here?" Martin shook his bony fingers, and slipped the golden ring on it into his pocket: "Did you accidentally buy more?"

"I passed by a store to steal something, and there happened to be two robbers inside. They shot at me, and I robbed their things." Soulte said with some excitement: "Then the clerk said I was hers. Hero, let me take whatever I want!"

"Yeah, she probably has never seen such a ferocious thief in her life, did she pee her pants?" Martin took advantage of the time to speak, and took off the gold ring on the other finger, opened the car window and opened his finger Throw it out.

"Hey! That's my trophy!" Tang Ji and Martin didn't even see what was going on, and Soult took back the two rings: "Silly big man, be careful, I'm going fast!"

The saint sat in the back of the van and laughed silly. He held the mask of Mikkelsen in his hand and put it on his face from time to time. He stared at a pair of dead fish eyes and said to the others: "I am a senior commissioner, Mikkelsen. Sen, please cooperate."

"It's too easy to disguise him. We should have a mask like this. No one can find out." The saint took off the mask: "What should we do next? There are too many people in military technology."

"Go to Scorpius Boro, that hotel waiter." Tang Ji's tone was flat, no matter how impatient he was, he couldn't show it, it was meaningless.

Tang Ji forced himself to calm down. The waiter probably didn't have any valuable clues on him. He was too conspicuous, neither the law enforcement officers nor the advanced military technology would let this clue go.

But if he fails to get valuable clues from him, Tang Ji will follow the old path of military technology, start with professionals in this industry, and look for them one by one, as well as local gangs, and the San Diego Law Enforcement Bureau.

If possible, Tang Ji does not want to have a direct conflict with the local law enforcement bureau, but if things go against his wishes, there are no rules or bottom lines to speak of.
Scorpius Boro lives in the outskirts of San Diego, about half an hour's drive from the Sunshine Hotel. Martin parked the car slowly on the side of the road.

Compared with the city center, this place is much more desolate. Not far away is the edge of the desert, and part of the block has been buried in the yellow sand.

Here, depression and dilapidation prevail, the roads are full of cracks, and the single-family buildings on both sides look like they have not been lived in for a long time.

The trash cans on the side of the road were buried by all kinds of domestic garbage, exuding a rancid smell. The water collection tower of the United Beauty Group is the only public facility in operation nearby.

It was just after nine o'clock in the morning, but there were only a few hurried pedestrians in the whole street, and the desolation was so desolate that even the gangsters didn't bother to wander around.

A Colby Lone Parked at the door of the garage exuding the unique luster of a new car in the sun seemed out of place here. This civilian pickup produced by Vito has almost no shortcomings and is extremely cost-effective. It has been very popular since it was launched.

"It seems that our friend has never driven a new car since he bought it." Martin glanced at the ruts on the ground: "It has been parked here for at least a week."

Tang Ji put the prelude back into the holster, and together with the saints, stood at the door from left to right, while Martin quietly touched the back of the house.

Surte sat alone in the car chewing bubble gum, and Tang Ji asked him to stay here to prevent accidents, which made Soult feel that he was valued.

He planned to take advantage of this time to find some good guys in the big stupid's private collection. Tian Lian could see that this kid who started touching guns at the age of seven or eight didn't even know that there were so many different kinds of firearms.

Back in Skeleton days, they were always useful for what they were, and the lifespan of firearms was often determined by the price of bullets.

The door lock has never been an obstacle for Tang Ji. Whether he uses a little trick to open the door or breaks in directly, he is professional.

When he and the saint opened the door, a rotten smell far better than the garbage dump came out, making Tang Ji frowned. It was the smell of rotting corpses.

A large number of takeaway boxes piled up behind the door. Obviously, the high-end takeaway ordered by Scorpius has been delivering food to this address for a whole year. Thanks to those so-called pure natural additives, these foods have been piled up here for seven or eight days, and they have not yet fully recovered. corruption.

Tang Ji kicked away the takeaway that was blocking the way, walked quickly into the living room, and went straight to the bedroom. He could identify the location of the corpse by smell.

A corpse already showing the appearance of a giant was lying on the bed, and it was already unrecognizable because of the virtual imaging helmet on its face.

The air conditioner in the room was still blowing a 22-degree cold wind. Tang Ji's behavior of walking into the room seemed to trigger some program, and the screen on the table suddenly lit up.

"Is that you, Scorpius? I'm worried about you. You haven't been active for a long time. Get up and do some activities." A gentle blonde woman approached the screen worriedly, as if she was looking at everything in the room.

"Baby Scorpius, why don't you talk? I need you, are you okay?" The woman's anxious voice came through the speaker again.

At this time, the saint also came in, looked at the corpse on the bed, and then looked at the screen: "If this is a funeral, it's not bad, I've seen worse."

Tang Ji inspected the corpse. There was no obvious trauma, and the festered skin and flesh on the head wrapped in the helmet began to fall off.

The further cause of death requires professionals and equipment to analyze, but Tang Ji is no longer interested, and the dead cannot provide information.

At this time, after a short delay, the woman on the screen resumed her previous worried expression and said, "Is it you, Scorpius? I'm worried about you. You haven't been active for a long time. Get up and move around."

"Scorpius baby, why don't you talk? I need you, are you okay?"

This is Scorpius' last big purchase, a custom-made virtual girlfriend with an annual membership fee. If nothing else happens, the AI ​​of this virtual personality will gently call Scorpius for the whole year to come.

This might be the most valuable purchase in his life.

Tang Ji and the saint looked at each other, and the saint carefully closed the door: "It's not bad to leave him here."

Before the two of them left the house, the last words they heard were: "Okay baby, take a good rest first, I will come to see you next time, remember, I love you forever!"

"This feels so weird. Is this the destination of the unbelievers?" The saint drew a cross on his chest, not knowing whether it was for the dead Scorpius or for himself.

If necessary, the saint can even shoot and kill Scorpius without changing his face, but when the other party is dead, only a false intelligent program is silently caring, which makes him feel guilty instead.

"Haven't people from military technology come here before?" The saint was a little puzzled. He had the impression that the soldiers would not be as gentle as he was, and it was their style to break in and leave a mess.

The room is so well preserved, it must not have been visited by people from military technology, this style is more like Mikkelsen, who has investigated this place.

Tang Ji could even imagine the scene where the paralyzed face opened the door as if returning to his own home, walked around the garbage, walked into the bedroom, glanced calmly at the corpse on the bed, crossed out a name on the notebook, and left without a sound .

But the fact that Scorpius was dead was not written in Mikkelsen's information to himself. That bastard didn't intend to let it go at all, he also wanted Ice Princess!
Tang Ji's eyes became sharper. Fortunately, he never believed the special commissioner from the very beginning.

Capital is not necessarily all bad, but it is easy to say when it comes to people.

Its mechanism determines that in the process of operation, it will crush all bright-minded guys like a millstone, and only the really ruthless guys can stand firm.

"Let's go, pick up people at the airport, and take a good rest." Tang Ji glanced at the sun in the sky: "We are going to overturn someone's table in the afternoon."

San Diego in October is a scorching hot season. There are not only beautiful beaches, plenty of sunshine, but also countless beauties.

Tony Levins stepped off the plane wearing a tracksuit and carrying a bucket bag, whistled at the beautiful women who were traveling with him, and got a middle finger in response.

He pushed the sunglasses, put the index finger of his left hand into the clenched fist of his right hand and pumped it back and forth without losing the wind.

Behind Tony is the shadow. This mysterious sniper has obviously experienced a lot during this period, and the three fingers on his left hand have been replaced with prosthetic limbs.

"I like the weather here, but unfortunately I can't wear shorts." Tony patted his legs, and walked out of the airport with Shadow.

Shadow wears sunglasses like Tony, and if you get close, you can see traces of red light flickering from the edge of the sunglasses.

"The head is here, you'd better get into shape quickly. My window data shows that you have gained three kilograms than before, and you are not in your best condition." Shadow glanced at Tony, carrying his bag and walking straight to where Martin parked. go.

"Who is out of shape! I just replaced my prosthetic with an extended-range battery pack!" Tony argued: "For people like us, three kilograms are the weight of a few screws! You can't slander my professional attitude! "

"The shadows are back!" Standing in front of the car window, Ender pushed down his sunglasses and scanned everyone in the car. Those prosthetic eyes exuding a dark red luster always reminded people of the Terminator movies. robot.

"Do you miss me?" Tony hugged Shadow's neck from behind, ignoring the other's resistance, and waved vigorously: "I brought you a gift!"

"Huh? Where did this little devil head come from? Head, your son?" Tony exaggeratedly took off his sunglasses, looked at Surte and asked Tang Ji.

"He is our new team member, and he is in the assessment period." Seeing everyone getting into the car, Tang Ji signaled Martin to drive: "I want to know if you can start the mission immediately?"

"Okay." Shadow said as he took off his coat and began to look for his equipment in the carriage.

"I thought I could enjoy the beach and bikini for a while." Tony was full of regret, but he also threw his bucket bag behind: "At your command anytime, boss!"

"Very good, because our competitor this time is the military technology group, and there is also an organization hidden in the dark, so cheer up." Tang Ji sent the task briefing he just wrote to the team members: "We The current target is the Midnight Judge Gang."

"That name sounds uneducated." Tony couldn't hold back and laughed.

"Our purpose is not to defeat this gang, but to force them to confess about Ice Princess. The girl disappeared on their territory. They may know something." Tang Ji sighed, and he used the word maybe.

He didn't know if the other party had really grasped the relevant situation. After all, the name of this gang didn't feel so strong, but fortunately, its strength was much higher than its name.

"The Midnight Judge Gang occupies a quarter of San Diego's neighborhoods, and it controls the most oily coastal area." Tang Ji called up the map of San Diego on the terminal, and a red area was highlighted: "In this In the area, all illegal activities are related to the Midnight Judge Gang, including kidnapping."

Those professional gangs that specialize in kidnapping will share the profits of each order with the Midnight Judge Gang, not just the Midnight Judge Gang. This is obviously some kind of unspoken rule in Baja California. Wherever the kidnapping occurs, it will be given to the underground gang there. into.

"So in theory, the Midnight Judge Gang is the beneficiary of Ice Princess' disappearance." Tang Ji swiped across the screen: "They have nearly [-] members, and the only thing worth noting is the class called Judges, which is Their elite armament."

The Midnight Inquisitors have a ridiculous name, but it started out as a group of dissatisfied lawmen who were lawmen by day and turned into real judges at night, after midnight, executing those they thought deserved to die. people.

It's a pity that those law enforcement officers corrupted too quickly. They quickly degenerated from gangsters to complete gangsters, and were finally cleared out of the law enforcement team. It only took three months.

But the Midnight Judge Gang still has a backer within the Law Enforcement Bureau. For example, this time, they got the news in advance, and all members retreated.

"We need to find the real judge and let him tell the truth." Tang Ji placed a photo of a man in the center of the screen: "Although it is a small scene, everyone must cheer up, because we may encounter military technology at any time." armed squad."

"Then the small scene becomes a big scene."

　PS: I’m home, I can type with peace of mind, and I’ll come back later to check for typos
　　
　
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