Homo sapiens

The deep and silent starry sky.

Low-Earth orbit hundreds of kilometers above the ground.

A surveillance satellite belonging to America, Keyhole 7, is currently flying over Southeast Asia.

At the Kennedy Space Center, the ground control department suddenly received an urgent mission, requiring them to conduct strict and continuous monitoring of a location.

At this time, only 7 minutes had passed since Joshua sent the warning signal.

This efficiency is extremely fast for America, whose operating system is already extremely bloated.

After seeing the contents of the assistance letter, Merlin, the head of the ground control department at the Kennedy Space Center, did not dare to work hard and quickly asked the technicians to adjust the observation angle of the monitoring satellite.

After more than ten minutes of urgent adjustments, the Keyhole 7 surveillance satellite finally adjusted its angle and firmly monitored the area surrounding the target in Sandakan City, Malaysia.

At the same time, the ground control department is also mobilizing other passing surveillance satellites to ensure that outdoor pictures of the location can be taken uninterrupted.

the other side.

Tom Clark, the deputy governor of Black Ship in Southeast Asia, also mobilized troops and generals in a hurry.

He used official channels to fight international crime and asked the person in charge of the American Embassy in Sing Tao to call Malaysia directly and quickly asked Malaysia to cooperate with him and blockade that block. The reason was that there was a group of dangerous flour guys. Operates clandestinely in the area.

At the same time, Tom personally led dozens of black ship sailors and 50 Marines seconded from the US military base on Star Island.

At the US military airport in Sing Tao, take a military transport plane and fly straight to the airport in Sandakan City.

Only about an hour had passed since everything was arranged.

It was obvious that Black Ship was really desperate this time, and they tried their best to mobilize all the forces they could mobilize.

After Tom led his men to Sandakan City, they rushed towards the office building without stopping.

However, when heavily armed soldiers and local Malaysian police officers rushed into the office building, only a mess of debris was left on the scene.

Tom looked at the captain of the Sandakan City Police Team: "Captain Hawu, this may involve evidence of some international criminals. We need to deal with it separately."

Police Captain Ha Wu is a short, capable middle-aged man. He replied somewhat ambiguously: "Isn't this not good? After all, this is against the rules..."

Of course Tom knew this was against the rules, but he didn't talk nonsense with Hawu.

After a while, Ha Wu's cell phone rang. After answering the call at the door, he walked in again and said with a smile:

"Mr. Tom, please! I'll watch from the door."

"Thank you." Tom nodded, then turned around and waved to his subordinates: "Action."

Hawu, who was at the door, took out a small cigar and lit it. Then he sat in the back of his pickup truck and started puffing slowly.

Another police officer wearing a military green uniform leaned outside the car door and looked at the busy Black Ship agents with a smile.

Ha Wu handed the cigarette case out of the car window: "Want one?"

"Captain is rich? Are you already smoking gold sand?" The young police officer smiled and took out one. Gold sand is a product of the Malaysian Nanfeng Group.

And this Nanfeng Group is one of the secret subsidiaries of Homo Sapiens Company.

"call……"

"I wonder when these foreign men will be able to do it?" Ha Wu sneered, puffing away his words.

"Who knows!" An inexplicable smile flashed in the young police officer's eyes. He had destroyed all the electronic equipment inside half an hour ago. At this time, he also wanted to see what Kurofune was capable of.

Ha Wu glanced at the young police officer and also smiled but said nothing.

…

Inside the office building at this time.

Every time Tom walked past a floor, his mood could not help but become darker.

Not to mention computers, laptops, and mobile phones, even equipment such as printers, air conditioners, televisions, and projectors were all gutted and everything with any electronic components was taken away.

As for paper materials and the like, don't even think about it.

The paper materials on site were newspapers, calendars, books, magazines and trade data, with no useful information at all.

However, Tom has not given up. He has ordered the trace investigation team to extract all the footprints, fingerprints, hair, blood stains, urine, dander, etc. at the scene.

However, Charles, the leader of the trace investigation team, and Jesse Chen and others were frowning at this time.

No blood, fingerprints, hair or anything like that was found at the scene, which is simply unimaginable.

"Has no one ever lived here?" Chen Jesse asked hesitantly.

But team leader Charles shook his head: "Hamsik's group has four people in total, plus the three employees they hired, there will be at least seven people here."

"But this site is so clean, even our laboratory has never been so clean." Jesse Chen complained.

This is why Charles now doubts his life.

Not to mention blood stains and fingerprints, there was not even a single dandruff to be found.

Now at the scene, except for the hair and dandruff falling from the black ships and soldiers, as well as the footprints and fingerprints left by the rush in, there are no traces of outsiders.

For trace investigation workers, this environment is comparable to a secret room murder.

No trace exists.

Can those guys disappear out of thin air?

When Tom came to the top floor, he saw the medical equipment and electrical equipment that had also been "cleaned". His face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"Why is there X-ray equipment here?"

His assistant replied awkwardly: "Hamsik applied three months ago. He said that support would be provided to remote rural areas in Sabah and to support some rural converts."

Tom was keenly aware of the problem: "Shit! He must have done something here, and we don't know about it. Maybe the Governor's disappearance is directly related to him."

"..." The assistant didn't know how to answer.

In the current situation, Governor Joshua is definitely in danger, and Hamsik and others are suspected of rebelling.

But the key is that they didn't catch each other. Even the local employees of the trading company disappeared without a trace.

No specific target was found, which made Tom, the interim governor, feel extremely troubled at this time.

He knew that Hamsik and others might have rebelled. The question is which force did the other party rebel to? It can’t be that Hamsik and others are causing trouble on their own, right?

Of course, he also has a target of suspicion, and that is the Luzon side.

After all, the purpose of Joshua coming to Sandakan City this time was to meet Matt Marcus, the remnant of the Marcus family.

But there is nothing Tom can do now.

Because the Black Ship Headquarters had no intention of caring about Southeast Asia at this time, even if a governor might have been killed, it did not allow the Black Ship Headquarters to refocus.

After all, the dirty bomb at Kings Bay Base had a huge impact.

No matter how undercurrent the colony is, it doesn't matter to America itself.

But Latin America and North America, which are the back gardens, are the bottom line that America will never tolerate.

Now that America is mobilizing all its forces to investigate the ins and outs of the dirty bomb, matters in Southeast Asia can only be postponed.

Tom sighed, feeling extremely aggrieved.

But what if you feel aggrieved? The colonies are not as important as the mainland. Things must be prioritized.

Now he can only collect as much evidence as possible and investigate who is behind the scenes. When the headquarters is free, he will naturally have a way to deal with these rebellious colonies.

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