fictionpage Chapter 788 The End of PM Military (asking for monthly ticket)
Chapter 788 The End of PM Military (asking for monthly ticket)
Chapter 788 The End of PM Military (asking for monthly ticket)
Perhaps it's the sniper's instinct.
Li Yanan subconsciously moved closer to the window, observing and asking.
Before Gu Ji could speak, Jiang Wensheng shook his head slightly and answered first: "Probably not, we didn't do anything."
Theoretically speaking, before obtaining authorization to cooperate with the FBI, Gu Ji and his colleagues have no law enforcement power in the United States.
That's why they need Jiang Wensheng, a professional detective, to help them find evidence and targets.
Not to mention, they haven't started any action yet, so the American police have no reason to trouble them.
really.
Rows of police cars sped past the door of the safe house, obviously with another target.
Gu Ji saw the words "HRT" printed in white on one of the black assault vehicles.
Having experienced the New York bomb checkpoint, he knew very well what this SWAT team was used for. "Not only are there DC police, but also the FBI's HRT SWAT team. It seems that something big has happened in Washington DC."
"I'll check it out right away."
The yellow-haired intelligence officer immediately turned and left.
Wu Kang scratched his head. "In this situation, should we continue investigating?"
"of course."
Gu Ji narrowed his eyes and turned to look at Jiang Wensheng.
The latter's expression was also so firm.
"Since the FBI suddenly dispatched a SWAT team, they must have received some signal. It's very likely..."
"Captain Gu, I just received a report from my informant. They have detected the mysterious fax signal again, and the target point is at the FBI headquarters building!"
"go!"
As soon as the yellow-haired intelligence officer said this.
Gu Ji gave the order immediately.
Everyone quickly took their equipment and headed to their respective assigned locations according to the previously planned locations.
"Remember, focus on the location near the low-voltage box in the FBI headquarters building. If the target wants to hack into fax communications, he must cut into the telephone line."
"Indian face, tattoos."
Gu Ji and Jiang Wensheng successively issued reminders through hidden headphones.
After arriving at the intersection, Ye Xiaoshu took out a new five-person reconnaissance aircraft from his backpack, lifted it into the air, and with the help of the intelligent flight control eyes, he could see the entire picture of the surrounding streets...
"Boss, a lot of police suddenly appeared in the city, even the FBI's HRT special police were dispatched. It seems that the boss's plan was successful."
"Okay, your mission is over. Remember, be careful when you come back!"
"clear."
On the east side of the FBI headquarters, inside a gray pickup truck on the side of the road.
An Indian youth wearing an orange woolen hat and holding a cigarette in his mouth hung up the phone, folded up the antenna of a black device next to him, and then started the car and left.
And this scene.
It was captured by an unmanned reconnaissance aircraft hovering in the night sky.
"Captain Gu, I found a very suspicious car near the weak current box on the east side of the FBI headquarters building. The driver's facial features completely match those of an Indian!"
“License plate number, location.”
"AME9674, heading toward Pennsylvania Avenue."
"Mr. Gu, I'm quite close here, I'll go over and take a look!"
"Okay, I'll go over and support you, and the rest of you will stay where you are and continue to monitor."
In just a few words, Gu Ji arranged everything on the internal radio station.
He immediately started the car and chased after him with Gao Bo.
Ten minutes later, he and Jiang Wensheng followed the gray pickup truck with the license plate number "9674" and drove westward in Washington.
During this period.
The two of them would take turns at every other street intersection to ensure that the bicycle would not be exposed in the target's rearview mirror for a long time.
But just when passing by a shopping mall.
The gray pickup truck suddenly turned in, catching Gao Bo off guard. "What's going on? Going to the mall at this time, did they discover us?"
"Not necessarily. It could be a habitual anti-tracking method. Entering a closed parking lot makes it easier to observe and distinguish whether you are being followed."
Gu Ji shook his head slightly, and then pressed the communication button: "Mr. Jiang, the target turned into the mall parking lot. It would be too easy to be exposed if we followed directly in. We chose to go straight, and the rest is up to you!"
"Don't worry, Sir Gu!"
After getting confirmation of the handover, he stepped on the accelerator and passed the gray pickup truck.
Jiang Wensheng drove into the ground parking lot in front of the mall according to Gu Ji's handover arrangements.
But he also did not choose to follow the target all the time. Instead, after taking a look at the entrance and exit, he chose to park nearby. "Sir Gu, the parking lot has a single entrance and exit."
"clear."
Gu Ji responded.
From this, we can see that Jiang Wensheng has extensive tracking experience.
Because according to vehicle tracking techniques, parking lots in public places such as shopping malls and schools can be divided into areas according to a "clock diagram", that is, the four directions of 3, 6, 9, and 12.
To track a vehicle, you only need to stay at the vehicle exit.
Taking the current mall entrance and exit at 6 o'clock as an example, no matter the target is parked in the 3 o'clock, 9 o'clock, or 12 o'clock area, as long as the vehicle wants to leave, it must go through the 6 o'clock exit.
Therefore, Jiang Wensheng chose to park his car at the 6 o'clock exit at the beginning, so as to minimize the vehicle traffic flow.
After all, compared to a busy highway, it is easier to detect whether you are being followed in a parking lot in a semi-enclosed area.
Gu Ji drove the car to the intersection in front of the shopping mall, turned left, and parked on the side of the road.
This position can cleverly avoid the target vehicle's field of vision when it comes out of the parking lot, while also ensuring that it is caught up in the first place.
"Target, get off the car. Indian male, 25, 18cm tall, medium build, orange hat, brown jacket, blue jeans."
Gu Ji just parked the car.
I heard Jiang Wensheng's quick description of the target in the headphones.
Accurate and comprehensive.
Almost all the key information of the target is covered, which is enough to ensure that the next time the target is handed over, even if the target has never been seen before, it can be re-locked as soon as possible with these.
"He's going into the mall, and I'm going to follow him."
Jiang Wensheng got out of the car and secretly turned on the mini camera in his briefcase. "I will try to take pictures of the target's details!"
"it is good!"
"As expected of a private detective, so professional!"
Gao Bo couldn't help but make a joke.
Gu Ji did not respond, but instead looked up at the night sky.
His intuition told him that the target's choice to settle in the mall was probably not a spur-of-the-moment decision.
Because he called up the ORS satellite map.
The route from the FBI headquarters building to the mall is not the shortest.
This means that the target was driven here via a detour.
Moreover, if he is really Riddle's subordinate, he must have a lot of high-tech equipment in his hands.
"Ye Xiaoshu, is there anything happening near me?"
"Not yet...wait!"
Just when Ye Xiaoshu was about to draw a conclusion, he suddenly changed the subject:
"Something's wrong, Captain Gu. There's a black Toyota SUV parked at the 3 o'clock intersection of the mall. I think I've seen this car near the FBI headquarters!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the two of them looked slightly shocked.
"Are you sure it's the same one?"
"Yes, I'm sorry, Captain Gu, I can't judge..."
As if he felt that he had let down at the critical moment, Ye Xiaoshu began to stutter again.
But actually.
There are many vehicles passing through and parked on the streets near the FBI headquarters building. It is simply impossible to quickly remember the accurate characteristics of all the vehicles in the vast sea of cars.
If it wasn't for the fact that it was past the evening rush hour, Ye Xiaoshu might not even have noticed the model of the vehicle.
"Gu Ji, if it's really the same car, does that mean we may have been tracked?"
Gao Bo frowned, put away his playful face and looked serious.
Because once they are exposed, it would be like alerting the enemy.
Riddle would surely hide immediately, and it would be difficult to catch him.
"It's highly unlikely."
Gu Ji tilted his head slightly and squinted his eyes, and began to frantically recall the tracking details. Suddenly he asked, "Mr. Jiang, have you seen this black Toyota SUV on the road?"
"No."
"I do not have either."
After getting the answer, Gu Ji breathed a sigh of relief.
If he himself might have made a technical mistake, then with Jiang Wensheng involved, the possibility of both of them making mistakes at the same time is very small.
After all, Jiang Wensheng is a professional private detective.
He also learned a full set of intelligence work techniques from Amin and Sima.
If they were really being followed by this black Toyota SUV, it would be impossible that they had never seen it before.
"There is another possibility..."
"Fixed-point surveillance."
"Correct."
"Ah? What are you talking about..."
Gao Bo couldn't help feeling a little confused as he listened to Jiang Wensheng and Gu Ji talking to each other as if they were playing a riddle.
Gu Ji then explained:
“This is a very effective vehicle counter-tracking method, by setting up four monitoring points on the path of the protected object, recording the 10 to 12 vehicles that pass behind the protected vehicle, and finally counting the recurring vehicles;
The reason why at least 10 vehicles are recorded is that the stalker may have three or more vehicles to support each other, and usually there will be two vehicles following each other, so it can be determined whether it is being followed, and even which vehicles are being followed. "
Gao Bo digested it thoughtfully.
His eyes gradually brightened: "I see, so the black Toyota was not following us, but came to the mall in advance, waiting to monitor and record the vehicle following the target?"
"Yes, that's why Mr. Jiang and I didn't see him."
Gu nodded, "The black Toyota drove here directly ahead of time, while the target came here by taking a detour. There is a time difference between the two."
This conversation.
Naturally, all of this was heard by Jiang Wensheng in the mall.
He couldn't help feeling a little surprised.
Before accepting this mission, he already knew the identity of the person he was assisting, who was a special police officer from mainland China.
He personally confirmed this when the two sides met at the airport.
But the performance of this special police officer named Gu Ji has far exceeded the professional scope of special police.
You know, Jiang Wensheng also served in the Flying Tigers.
So he knew very well that the special police were only responsible for attacking with force, and were not as good as the criminal police in investigating cases, tracking, etc.
Could it be that these people are some kind of intelligence force...
"If that's the case, then if we continue to track, we will be easily exposed."
Pasili suddenly said something in the headset.
Just as Gu Ji said.
This kind of surveillance point countermeasure is indeed difficult to crack.
after all.
Even if they prepared more vehicles, there was no guarantee that the other party would only set up four surveillance points, and it was even different whether the next surveillance point would still be this black Toyota SUV.
There are too many variables and the manpower cost is too high.
But how could they be willing to watch the meat that was about to reach their mouths being thrown away?
Just as Gu Ji was thinking about countermeasures.
Jiang Wensheng suddenly spoke up: "I will ask a friend to help me. Hand him over to me. As long as the target license plate remains unchanged, there is still a way..."
"Okay, then I'll trouble you, Mr. Jiang."
Gu Ji knew that Jiang Wensheng was preparing to use his own connections.
They do not have the power to enforce the law and cannot openly go to the police station to retrieve Sky Eye surveillance, but Jiang Wensheng has plenty of resources and means, otherwise his work as a well-known private detective in the circle would be in vain.
After handing over the tracking rights to Jiang Wensheng.
Gu Ji immediately drove to pick up Li Yanan and others and returned to the safe house. At the same time, he reported the situation to the CTOC Command Center.
But I didn't expect it.
Chen Zhiyu's next words were like a bolt from the blue, hitting everyone on the head.
"We have investigated it thoroughly. The FBI headquarters has just received a tip-off that there was an internal fight at PM Military Company. A group of mercenaries killed the president and a senior executive of PM Company in a villa in Beverly Hills, Los Angeles!"
"what?"
Several people spoke in complete unison.
Including Gu Ji.
Although he had long known that PM Company was just one of the many pawns cultivated by the "THEO" organization, he had never imagined that it would be abandoned so quickly.
Is it because of multiple mission failures?
Or was it because Riddle suddenly intervened?
No matter which point.
In short, the killing of the president, coupled with the arrest of several executives, means the end of PM Military Corporation.
"So those FBI SWAT officers were there to catch the murderer. That's not right. The case happened in Los Angeles. What does it have to do with Washington DC..."
Wu Kang was halfway through his words when he suddenly realized, "Could it be that the murderer has returned to Washington?"
"Impossible. According to the intelligence, the crime happened just over an hour ago. It would take at least four hours to fly from Los Angeles to Washington, unless you were on a supersonic fighter jet!"
Pasili simply shook his head in rebuttal.
But Chen Zhiyu gave a positive answer: "Although this is unreasonable, on the surface, it is indeed the case. If there is no accurate information, the FBI would not have made such a big move, unless..."
“Unless this is a bureau.”
Gu Ji's words attracted everyone's attention.
He narrowed his eyes and suddenly asked, "Gao Bo, do you remember how I was wanted in Korea?"
"Because the National Intelligence Service got the video of your shooting!"
Gao Bo explained everything in detail: "At that time, I was still thinking that this was impossible. With the technology of the National Intelligence Service of South Korea, it is impossible that it cannot tell whether the video evidence has been tampered with. This shows that the real murderer has mastered extremely advanced information image camouflage technology."
Li Yanan took up the conversation:
"So, this time the enemy used the same old trick again, using fake intelligence to lure the FBI over!"
"boom--!"
"FBI!"
"Put your hands up! Now!!"
In an apartment building in the west of the city.
As soon as the FBI SWAT broke through the door, the gun was pointed at a geeky teenager lying on the bed inside the room.
He looked at the dark muzzle of the gun in front of him with a confused look on his face.
Somewhat apprehensively, he asked, "Please, what have I done wrong?"
(End of this chapter)