Crisis Management Game

Perhaps it is the instinct of a sniper.

Li Yanan subconsciously leaned close to the window, observing and asking.

Before Gu Ji could speak, Jiang Wensheng shook his head slightly and answered first: "It shouldn't be, we didn't do anything."

Theoretically, before obtaining the right to cooperate with the FBI, Gu Ji and his team 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 yet, and the American police have no reason to bother them.

Sure enough.

Rows of police cars passed by the door of the safe house at high speed, obviously with other goals.

Gu Ji saw the words "HRT" on the white spray print of 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 the SAR police, but also the FBI's HRT SWAT team. It seems that something big has happened in Washington DC."

"I'll check it out immediately."

The yellow-haired intelligence officer turned and left immediately.

Wu Kang scratched his head, "So 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 the SWAT team, they must have received some signal. It is very likely..."

"Captain Gu, I just received a report from the informant. They have detected the mysterious fax signal again. The target point is at the FBI headquarters building!"

"Let's go!"

As soon as the yellow-haired intelligence officer said this.

Gu Ji immediately gave the order.

Everyone quickly took their equipment and went to their respective assigned locations according to the previously planned locations.

"Remember, focus on observing the location near the weak current box of the FBI headquarters building. If the target wants to invade the fax communication, it must cut into the telephone line."

"Indian face, tattoo."

Gu Ji and Jiang Wensheng successively issued reminders in the 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 saw the whole picture of the surrounding blocks...

"Boss, many police suddenly appeared in the city, and 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!"

"Understood."

On the east side of the FBI headquarters, in 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, after hanging up the phone, folded up the antenna of a black device beside him, and then started the vehicle and left.

And this scene.

was captured by the unmanned reconnaissance aircraft hovering in the night sky.

"Captain Gu, I found a very suspicious car at 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 towards Pennsylvania Avenue."

"Sir Gu, I'm relatively close here, I'll go over and take a look!"

"Okay, I'll go over to support you, and the rest of you will stay where you are and continue to monitor."

In a few words, Gu Ji arranged everything on the internal radio.

He immediately started the car and chased after it with Gao Bo.

Ten minutes later, he and Jiang Wensheng followed the gray pickup truck with the license plate number "9674" and drove all the way to the west of Washington.

During this period.

The two of them took turns every other street to ensure that the bicycle would not be exposed to the target's rearview mirror for a long time.

But when passing a shopping mall.

The gray pickup truck suddenly turned in, catching Gao Bo off guard. "What's going on? Did they find us when they went to the mall at this time?"

"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 immediately 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. The rest is up to you!"

"Don't worry, Sir Gu!"

After receiving the handover confirmation, he stepped on the accelerator to overtake the gray pickup truck.

Jiang Wensheng followed Gu Ji's handover arrangement and drove into the ground parking lot in front of the mall.

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."

"Understood."

Gu Ji responded.

From this, it can be seen that Jiang Wensheng has rich 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 the "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 shopping 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 pass through the 6 o'clock exit.

Therefore, Jiang Wensheng chose to park the car at the 6 o'clock exit at the beginning, which can minimize the vehicle movement line.

After all, compared with the highway with endless traffic, the parking lot in the semi-enclosed area is easier to detect whether it is being tracked.

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 not only cleverly avoid the observation line of sight of the target vehicle when it comes out of the parking lot, but also ensure that it can catch up as soon as possible.

"Target gets out of the car, Indian male, twenty-five, height eight, medium build, orange hat, brown jacket, blue jeans."

Gu Jigang stopped the car.

I heard Jiang Wensheng's quick description of the target in the headphones.

Accurate and comprehensive.

It covers almost all the key information of the target, which is enough to ensure that even if you have never seen the target, you can re-lock it as soon as possible.

"He's going into the mall, and I'm going to follow him."

With that said, Jiang Wensheng got out of the car and secretly turned on the mini camera in his briefcase, "I will try to capture the details of the target!"

"good!"

"As expected of a private detective, so professional!"

Gao Bo couldn't help but joke.

Gu Ji didn't answer, but looked at the night sky.

His intuition told him that choosing a shopping mall as his target might not be as simple as a temporary decision.

Because he called up the ORS satellite map.

Taking the shortest route from the FBI headquarters building to the mall is not the shortest route.

This means that the target is coming through a detour.

Moreover, if he is really Riddle's subordinate, he must have a lot of black technology equipment in his hands.

"Ye Xiaoshu, is there anything going on near me?"

"Not yet...wait!"

Just when Ye Xiaoshu was about to come to a conclusion, the conversation suddenly changed:

"Something's wrong, Captain Gu. There is a black Toyota SUV parked in the direction of the 3 o'clock intersection of the mall. I think I have seen this car near the FBI headquarters!"

As soon as these words came out, both of them looked slightly shocked.

"Are you sure it's the same car?"

"Yes, I'm sorry Captain Gu, I can't decide..."

As if feeling that he had missed the mark at the critical moment, Ye Xiaoshu began to stutter again.

But in fact.

There are many vehicles coming and going in the streets near the FBI headquarters building. It is impossible to quickly write down the accurate characteristics of all the vehicles in the vast sea of ​​cars.

If it weren't for the evening rush hour, Ye Xiaoshu might not even notice the vehicle model.

"Gu Ji, if it's really the same car, does that mean we might have been tracked?"

Gao Bo frowned, put away his playful face, and turned serious.

Because once they are exposed, it will be like alerting the enemy.

Riddle will definitely hide immediately, so it will be difficult to catch him again.

"It's highly unlikely."

Gu Ji turned his head slightly and squinted his eyes, and began to frantically recall the details of the tracking. He suddenly asked: "Mr. Jiang, have you seen this black Toyota SUV on the road?"

"No."

"Me neither."

After getting the answer, Gu Ji was slightly relieved.

If he himself may have had technical negligence, then with the addition of Jiang Wensheng, the possibility of making mistakes at the same time is very small.

After all, Jiang Wensheng is a professional private detective.

And he also learned a full set of intelligence work techniques from Amin and Seema.

If they were really being followed by this black Toyota SUV, they wouldn't have seen it at least once.

"There is another possibility..."

"Fixed surveillance."

"right."

"Ah? What are you talking about..."

Gao Bo couldn't help but feel a little confused when he heard Jiang Wensheng and Gu Ji talking to each other like they were playing charades.

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, it records the 10 to 12 vehicles that pass by after protecting the vehicle, and finally counts the recurring vehicles;

The reason why at least 10 vehicles are recorded is because the tracker may have more than three vehicles to connect with each other, and usually follow two vehicles apart. This way, it can be determined whether it is being followed, and even which vehicles are filtered out. "

Gao Bo digested it thoughtfully.

His eyes gradually brightened: "I understand, so the black Toyota is 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 Ji nodded, "The black Toyota came directly in advance, and the target came through a detour. There is a time difference between the two."

This conversation.

Naturally, everything was heard by Jiang Wensheng in the mall.

He couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Before accepting this mission, he knew the identity of the person he was assisting. He was a special police officer from mainland China.

He personally confirmed this until the two parties met at the airport.

But the performance of this special police officer Gu Ji just went far beyond the professional scope of a special police officer.

You know, Jiang Wensheng also served in the Flying Tigers.

Therefore, he knew very well that the special police were only responsible for using force to attack difficult situations, but they were not as good as the criminal police in terms of investigation, tracking, etc.

Could it be that these people are some kind of intelligence force...

"If that's the case, then if we continue to follow, we will be easily exposed."

Paxi Li suddenly said something into the earphone.

Just as Gu Ji said.

This kind of surveillance point countermeasure is indeed difficult to crack.

after all.

Even if they prepare more vehicles, they can't guarantee that the other party will only set up four surveillance points. It's even different whether the next surveillance point will still be this black Toyota SUV.

The variables are too great and the labor cost is too high.

How could they be willing to watch the meat that was about to be in their mouths being lost?

Just as Gu Ji was thinking about countermeasures.

Jiang Wensheng suddenly spoke: "I will ask a friend to help and hand him over to me. As long as the target license plate does not change, there is still a way..."

"Okay, then I'll trouble Mr. Jiang."

Gu Ji knew that Jiang Wensheng was going to use his connections.

They did not have the power to enforce the law and could not openly go to the police station to retrieve the Sky Eye surveillance, but Jiang Wensheng had plenty of resources and means, otherwise he, a well-known private detective in the circle, would have worked in vain.

After handing over the tracking rights to Jiang Wensheng.

Gu Ji immediately drove, picked up Li Yanan and others, returned to the safe house, and reported the situation to the CTOC command center.

But he did not expect.

Chen Zhiyu's next sentence was like a bolt from the blue, hitting everyone's head.

"We have investigated it clearly. The FBI headquarters has just received a secret report that there was an internal fight in PM Military Company. A group of mercenaries killed the president and a senior executive of PM Company in a villa in Beverly, Los Angeles!"

"What?"

Several people said in 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 did not expect it to be abandoned so soon.

Is it because of the failure of multiple missions;

Or is it because of Riddle's sudden intervention?

No matter which point.

In short, the president was killed, and several senior executives were arrested, which means that PM Military Company will be completely over.

"So those FBI special police just now were going to catch the murderer. Oh, that's not right. The case is in Los Angeles. What does it have to do with Washington DC..."

Wu Kang was halfway through his words when he suddenly realized: "Could the murderer have returned to Washington?"

"Impossible, according to the intelligence description, the crime happened just over an hour ago. It takes at least four hours to fly from Los Angeles to Washington, unless you take a supersonic fighter!"

Pasili shook his head and refuted directly.

But Chen Zhiyu gave a positive answer: "Although this is unreasonable, it is indeed the case on the surface. If there is no accurate information, the FBI would not have made such a big move, unless..."

"Unless this is a trap."

Gu Ji's words attracted everyone's attention.

He narrowed his eyes and suddenly asked to the side: "Gao Bo, do you remember how I was wanted in South Korea?"

"Because the National Intelligence Service got the video of your shooting!"

Gao Bo said everything: "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 to be unable to distinguish whether the video evidence has been tampered with. This shows that the real murderer has a very high level of information image camouflage technology in his hands."

Li Yanan took up the conversation:

"So, this time the enemy also used the same trick again, and led the FBI over through disguised false intelligence!"

"Bang——!"

"FBI!"

"Raise your hands! ! Now!!"

In an apartment in the west of the city.

As soon as the FBI special police broke through the door, the muzzle of the gun was instantly pointed at a otaku boy lying on the bed in the room.

He looked at the dark muzzle of the gun in front of him with a blank face.

He asked in a panic: "Please, what have I done wrong?"