The squadron leader asked his subordinates to shut up and was able to arrange the tasks smoothly. He divided his subordinates into groups, and the one with the largest number was responsible for cleaning up and closing the scene, and expelling all the gangsters who liked to join in the fun. The second was to go to the wreckage of the cargo ship, search and rescue survivors, and collect relevant evidence; a few slick and versatile people were responsible for contacting the bosses of several gangsters around to let them restrain themselves.

Only the smallest soldier who was the most confidant, stayed in place with the squadron leader, responsible for investigating the truth about the spacecraft's fall.

However, being the most confidant often means that you have the least taboo when speaking.

This little warrior who always remained silent and kept silent while everyone was laughing and laughing suddenly said, "Captain, I need to remind you again... We are just security personnel. In theory, we don't have to do anything except killing and setting fires. Where did this spacecraft come from, why did it fall? After it falls, are the people on the ship dead or alive, and who are the two people who just fought? These have nothing to do with us."

The squadron leader nodded while scanning the scene. He signaled that he was listening.

The little man then continued to advise: "To be precise, with our positioning as [League], the fewer things related to it, the better. Although there are many security responsibilities in theory, it is actually the best for this city, even for the branch and general bureaus, it is best for us to stay in the camp every day to play cards. At most, we get a bad review during the performance assessment, and then you can add a review, captain."

The squadron leader smiled and said nothing.

"As for salary, in such an environment, as long as we do less, many people will be willing to double the performance bonus we deducted. This money comes safely and richly, and it is definitely much more cost-effective than finding the root cause in this way!"

The squadron leader said for the first time: "You are tight-knit recently? Because of your girlfriend? When you go back later, go find Boss Peng from the [Snake Gang] and tell him that if you don't want the business in the north to be known by your enemies, just show your attitude."

The little man smiled bitterly: "Captain, I don't mean that..."

But before he finished speaking, he saw that the squadron leader had already stepped towards the corpse lying in the ruins. He was obviously determined and could not persuade him.

In the whole incident, the biggest doubt was that two people were, one ran away and the other was lying down, so the problem naturally could only fall on the lying down.

While walking, he was also observing the dead body on the ground.

He was not tall and thin, and a tight black suit almost covered his whole body, leaving only his arms and a flat face exposed.

Judging from the traces on his body, he had experienced more than one extremely intense battle, and was already full of holes. In fact, the squadron leader had just seen it with his own eyes that the thin man was a human-shaped door hammer and broke through a thick wall. Logically speaking, there should be only a few bones left on his body at this time. And his cold and stiff body further confirmed his death.

But for some reason, the squadron leader could not let go of his guard, and the muscles behind him twitched. I don’t know if it was due to the impulse of the inferior jet backpack or the old injury many years ago reminding him that the crisis was approaching.

After thinking for a moment, the squadron leader decided to trust his intuition. He lowered his right hand to his waist. The short gun that had been with him for more than ten years always gave him a sense of security - unless he was facing the person who taught him to draw the gun with his own hands.

However, just as the squadron leader was about to pull the trigger, a slightly strange ringtone suddenly rang out in the ruins.

The rough electronic sound plays a funny rhythm song, which is the opening song from a popular TV program, which is very popular among the children... but it is just that it sounds in the ruins at this time, but it makes people feel creepy.

The small soldier almost had a hair blown up, and the explosive gun in his hand was directly aimed at the source of the sound.

That was the chest of the corpse lying in the ruins.

The squadron leader immediately reached out to stop him. The reaction was different from his subordinates. When the ringtone rang, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Next, the corpse on the ground suddenly trembled, as if the chest was shocked, and this trembling also restored the stiff body to its vitality.

Xia Xi opened her eyes and a smile rippled on her flat face.

He reached his hand to his chest, his fingers drilled a gap in his pocket in his smooth black shirt, and then took out a communicator that had been crushed in a corner but was still working tenaciously.

Press the button and Xia Xi connected the communication.

A slightly distorted sound rang out of the communicator.

"Xia Xi, what are you doing!?"

This sound made the few security soldiers present feel stiff at the same time... Or, any Qiankun Security warrior would feel uncomfortable when hearing this sound.

This is the voice of Xia Yan, director of the State Security Administration. For those of them who are struggling on the front line, the voice of this person can only be heard on TV and radio.

The small soldier reached out and pulled the squadron leader's arm, but was easily shaken away by the latter.

It's over, and it's too late to run away.

Xia Xi also looked sideways, looking at the black armored squadron leader with a complicated expression, a malicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then, he didn't mind that there were people around him watching, and said to Xia Yan directly: "Brother, every time you look for me, you start with the same beginning. Don't you think you are particularly stupid?"

"Stop talking nonsense! [Li] What's going on over there?! You promised me that I won't make any mistakes before I allow you..."

Xia Xi interrupted directly: "Is there any mistake now?"

Xia Yan's roar almost completely paralyzed the communicator: "The cargo ship crashed in Tianxuan District, tell me what was wrong!?"

Xia Xi asked back: "What's wrong with the crash? Did the crash fall in the core area? Did many people die? Did anyone get in the way? Do you care about these issues? Do I need to create a massacre to cover up the limelight of the crash?"

After a series of questions, it seemed that Xia Xi was the one who was right, and the final threat was even more creepy. The silence in the communicator seemed to mean that Xia Yan had acquiesced to this unreasonable trouble.

After a moment, Xia Yan's voice calmed down seven or eight minutes, becoming a little dull: "How is that person?"

"Who? Are you talking about that Jedi apprentice?"

Hearing the four words "Jedi Apprentice", all the security soldiers present were stunned. Due to the information blockade of Qiankun Group, this word was a little unfamiliar to most of the Qianxing people located in the outer ring. Only the Black Armored Squadron Captain obviously clenched his fists.

At the other end of the communicator, Xia Yan's breathing also stopped for a while, and then asked, "There is no one around you, right?"
Chapter completed!