Chen Chuan slowly walked into the car and said, "It seems that you are the one in charge of the car decoration this time?"
The man ran back in a panic. He grabbed the handle of the trunk, but he didn't know whether it was originally locked or because he was in panic and failed to use force. He turned it several times and failed to open it.
He kept touching the door, kicking, and pulling, but there was no way to break it open. While he was still trying, a hand came over, held down his head, and slammed it against the car door. This man His face, including the secret ritual lines on it, was suddenly smashed to pieces, and then he fell softly to the ground with a trace of blood.
Chen Chuan glanced at this moment
He turned back and walked into the original carriage. At this moment, there were suddenly sounds of panic and screaming outside, as well as the sounds of people vomiting and shouting. The whole train seemed to be shaking.
He immediately knew that those passengers had broken away from the secret ritual. This should be because Director Lei had broken the outer ritual nodes.
At this moment, Lindenberg, who was still repeating his previous words, also woke up. He looked at his current situation and couldn't help but be a little surprised. Although he was facing the blood on the ground, he acted very calmly. , he looked at Chen Chuan, who was wearing a mask, "Sir, am I being kidnapped?"
Chen Chuan lowered his eyes and said, "You are safe now."
"Are you from the Dashun government?"
Although this was a question, Lindenberg's tone was very affirmative. He looked at Chen Chuan's clothes, nodded, reached out and groped around, found a hat on the ground, put it on, and got up. He dusted himself off and looked around, "It seems I'm lucky."
He was indeed lucky, because among the three company representatives present, he was the only one who survived. However, this was not entirely due to luck. It could be seen that under the scratched forehead, there was a close The metallic dark gray skeleton is an implanted hardened skull.
Lindenberg seemed to have discovered something at this time. He took two steps forward and opened a bag, revealing bundles of cylindrical objects painted red.
"Well, the 'Thunderbolt' explosive produced by Dashun is incredibly powerful. It seems they haven't had time to install it yet."
He raised his head and said, "Your Excellency, you came in time. If you had been slower, it would be useless for me to bear this hard head." As he said that, he nodded his head as a joke.
Chen Chuanchuan: "I'm not here specifically to save you."
Lindenberg said: "So you are here to rescue the passengers? I am also a passenger, so I have to thank you."
He took off his hat, put it on his chest, and bowed slightly, "Sven Lindenberg, commercial representative of Bolan Company, would like to thank you for your help."
Chen Chuan nodded to him, picked up the knife and walked out. He walked through the car under the frightened eyes of the passengers, came to a car door, tore off the iron chain around it, and walked outside.
The sky outside was a little brighter than before, and there were no gunshots coming from the hills on both sides. The members of the resistance organization there should have been captured by their teammates.
At this time, he looked into the sky. The hot air balloon that was originally hanging there was floating somewhere, and it looked like it was about to fall. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
But that is what Director Lei needs to deal with, and what he has to do has been completed.
Lindenberg followed him out of the car. He held a suitcase in his hand, stood not far behind, and said, "Excuse me, the smell of blood in the car is too strong."
Chen Chuan ignored him.
The passengers in the car were originally frightened and did not dare to run around at will. But now they saw that no one was paying attention to them, and they seemed to have nothing to do when they got out of the car. They all hurriedly ran out of the car because the environment in the car was so harsh. It's not something that ordinary people can stay in.
At this time, Chen Chuan heard the sound of a car in the distance, turned around and saw that it was an armed patrol of the patrol bureau.
In order not to arouse the suspicion of the resistance organization for this operation, most of the patrol bureau inspectors were arranged in the city in advance. But when the telegram was sent, Guan Yuming immediately sent out a team of people who had already prepared it. Those who went Naturally, the members of the resistance organization who were blocking the move could not stop the large group of patrol officers.
When the patrol car arrived, the inspectors were all shocked when they saw Chen Chuan, because the mask was a bit intimidating. A captain walked up first and whispered: "Brother Chen?" He looked inside the train again, " solved?"
Chen Chuan nodded and took out his weapon certificate to show it. He had no intention of taking off the mask to avoid a lot of trouble later.
The captain felt relieved when he saw it, saluted him, and then immediately turned around and arranged for the manpower and the coroner to go into the train carriage for inspection.
Chen Chuan briefly explained the situation to him. After hearing this, the latter immediately sent people to the mountains on both sides to check the situation. Not long after, Wei Changan and Ren Xiaotian also came down from the mountains on both sides and met him again.
They all seemed relatively relaxed and no one was injured.
Because of the cooperation of the fighting spiders on Ren Xiaotian's side, the members of the resistance organization were captured by them without even forming any decent resistance.
Wei Changan's place is a little more troublesome, because it needs to pass through a mountain road. Fortunately, there are not many people there, and the personnel, firearms and equipment are superior to those on the opposite side, so it is not difficult to solve it.
Because the train cannot be stuck here for a long time and must be moved, and the situation at the scene is already very clear, there is no need to explore the cause of death, so it took about three quarters of an hour to clean up all the body parts and check everyone's identity. After confirming their identities and tickets, the inspectors allowed the passengers to get on the bus again.
Lindenberg walked up to Chen Chuan at this time, presented a name card with both hands, and said:
"I think this is about to be separated from you. This is my personal name card. If you want to buy Bolan's implants, you can come to me in Central City. I can help you get the best price. Lun Company has a very good reputation in the world market in terms of sensory functions and neural implants."
He was very smart. He didn't take the initiative to ask Chen Chuan's name from beginning to end, he just handed over such a name card.
Chen Chuan did not refuse and reached out to take it. He didn't need such a thing, but when he went to Central City, he would inevitably have to deal with these companies.
Even if he doesn't need it himself, there's no guarantee that everyone he knows will.
Seeing the passengers returning to the car cautiously under the arrangements of the inspector, he said to everyone: "Everyone, our commission has ended, and we can go back now."
At this time, the inspectors had already reported the situation here through the radio. After Guan Yuming received it, he felt relieved. Although almost all the company representatives died, fortunately most of the passengers survived.
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The director's voice came: "Save before you can? Who can see it? We are willing to do things, but we can't do them silently. We also need to let others know that you have done something. Especially for some people, you can't let them feel We do this as a matter of course.”
"Many of those company representatives died this time."
"What do people from foreign companies, not our Dashun Company, have to do with us? Did I invite them here? Without these people, Yangzhi will be more peaceful!"
Guan Yuming said in a deep voice: "These companies may put pressure on the Government Affairs Department afterwards. After all, the incident happened within the boundaries of our Yangzhi City."
The voice on the other side of the phone said meaningfully: "Lao Guan, I can't stay in this position for long. You have to know what I'm really thinking." After saying that, he hung up the phone with a click.
While Chen Chuan was settling the matter on the train, Director Lei had already led the Tantric Patrol Bureau to chase the place where the hot air balloon sank.
It's just that the place is in the mountains. It looks very close, but it is actually very difficult to walk. Some steep slopes have to be detoured, so it took nearly an hour to reach the place where the hot air balloon fell. The only obvious result is that the basket There is no one left.
The team member took off his hat and said breathlessly: "Director, it seems that the person has escaped."
Director Lei looked at the traces around him. He thought for a moment and said, "Not necessarily."
He turned around and said to the people below: "When you get back, send a telegram and ask the patrol bureau to cooperate with them to check everyone who gets off the car and check everyone's identity as clearly as possible."
On the other side, the restarted Changshun train finally entered Yangzhi City Station after three-quarters of an hour of driving. After the train stopped, the shocked passengers ran down from the station as if they were fleeing.
Among the crowd, a young man with long hair walked down. He was carrying a sketch pad and walked slowly towards the exit. Compared with the passengers with messy steps, he looked very normal. , the normal one seems a bit out of place.
After leaving the station, he stood in the square, looked at the dazzling sunlight, and stretched out a hand to the right. After a while, a high-end car stopped next to him.
He walked over, opened the car door, and sat in the back seat. When the car door closed, the driver turned his head and asked, "Sir, did this art exhibition go well?"
The man sighed with a slightly magnetic voice: "It's a pity. This exhibition was too hasty and had too many flaws. It was not a successful work. I think I need to find another place for inspiration."
"Sir, where should we go next?"
The man smiled and said, "Let's go to Central City here. There must be more people there who are eager for new colors."
"Okay, sir, please sit tight."
The man smiled, put his hand on the open window, and then waved slightly towards the outside, as if saying goodbye to someone invisible. Then the car slowly left the station square and headed towards Drive in the direction of National Avenue.
