Miyazawa's convoy drove for about 5 minutes, and the two vehicles drove into a winding mountain road. The road was like a long snake entangled between the mountains, winding into the lush trees.
The trees in the mountains are dense, blocking the sky. In the deep forest, the shadows of the trees are whirling, and the clouds are floating, dark and deep...
There are few vehicles on the road, and the occasional chirping of birds adds a somewhat secretive atmosphere to this quiet place...
When the car was about to reach the top of the mountain, Miyazawa and his party noticed that there were two off-road vehicles lying across the road ahead. They were arranged in a "one" shape, completely blocking the road.
The car slowly slowed down and they stopped about 50 meters away from the off-road vehicle.
Two off-road vehicles suddenly appeared on the sparse road, and in this sparsely populated place with high mountains and lush forests, the atmosphere inside the car became extremely tense.
Miyazawa and others stared at the two off-road vehicles coldly...
Suddenly, with a sudden sound of braking, everyone looked to the rear and saw a bus lying across the middle of the road, and the back road was also blocked.
"Check the ammunition and prepare to fight!" Miyazawa said sharply.
At this time, Miyazawa noticed that more than a dozen armed men with live ammunition jumped out from two off-road vehicles in front. They spread out and hid around the vehicles, with the black muzzles pointed at them.
Wu Yijun was actually among them.
He stood next to the armed men holding a pistol, staring coldly at Miyazawa's car.
A rush of sound came from behind again. Miyazawa turned his head and found that there were more than 10 armed men scattered around the bus. They were holding various firearms of different lengths in their hands, and the muzzles of the guns were pointed at them. .
The faces of Miyazawa and his party suddenly turned cold and dark, his eyes widened with anger, and a long-repressed anger spurted out from his stern eyes.
"I'll get out of the car to attract their attention, and you take the opportunity to rush out!" Miyazawa said, the corner of his mouth twitching sharply.
He was about to get out of the car when his cell phone rang. He picked it up and found that it was Wu Yijun calling.
He answered the phone.
"Mr. Miyazawa, why don't you go to the airport? Are you going back?" Wu Yijun's cold voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Director Wu, why did Nanchen Avenue ambush us? Didn't we agree that it was a fake attack?" Gong Ze's voice was low, cold and stern.
"The people who ambushed you were not us, but people from Dark River Company! They were one step ahead."
"Really?" A scornful smile appeared on Miyazawa's face, "You easily shied away the responsibility with just one sentence, and five of my bodyguards died inexplicably."
"I'm sorry for their death." Wu Yijun's tone was mixed with sympathy, but soon he raised his voice slightly, "There is a suction cup listening device on your car, which was used when your convoy left. When he was at the embassy, he was shot into the car with a crossbow by someone from the Dark River Company."
Miyazawa signaled to the bodyguard next to him, and the bodyguard leaned out, and sure enough, he found a disk-shaped listening device on the right door of the car.
The bodyguard was about to raise his gun and shoot, but then Wu Yijun's voice came: "The signal of the listening device has been blocked by us."
"Then what do you want to do if you intercept us now?" Miyazawa looked back and forth and asked coldly.
"The purpose is to create the illusion of ambushing you. The people from Dark River Company are at the foot of the mountain. In this way, they will believe that this operation is real."
Miyazawa's eyes glanced back and forth again, and he watched the guns in the hands of the armed men warily. Intuitively, he vaguely felt that the bullets in their guns were not bubble bullets, but genuine bullets!
"Then what should we do now?" Miyazawa asked in a low voice.
“Everyone get out of the car! Let’s make some gun holes in the car!
A sneer flashed across the corner of Miyazawa's lips. He faced the bodyguards and made a forward gesture to them.
"Bang!" The car door opened, and Miyazawa and his party jumped out alone. He looked back and forth, and then slowly walked towards Wu Yijun...
The armed men's eyes focused on Miyazawa.
Suddenly, there was a screeching sound of tires, which was the sound of a car accelerating. I saw streams of smoke rolling up under the tires of the car Miyazawa was riding in and the pickup truck, and they accelerated forward...
"Bang!" With a loud noise, the two vehicles knocked away the off-road vehicle in front and drove forward crazily...
All this happened in an instant, catching everyone below off guard. By the time they reacted, the two cars had already traveled nearly a hundred meters.
"Da da da..." A dense string of bullets poured towards the two vehicles. The armed men opened fire, and the intertwined tongues of flames hit the car body with a thud and a splash of fire.
Three seconds later, the two cars disappeared under a hill and they escaped.
Wu Yijun's face was stern. He slowly walked into Gong Ze and his party. He stared at him with fierce eyes.
After a moment, he waved his hand, and two armed men picked up Miyazawa with his backhand.
"I knew you were using me." Miyazawa said coldly with a dark expression.
"Why don't you?" Wu Yijun's eyes were serious, "We must never let the MR imaging reconstruction system fall into the hands of others, including you, of course."
The two of them laughed ferociously, and the cold laughter gradually turned into a chilling laughter...
Wu Yijun turned around, walked forward, and said without looking back: "You were killed by Anhe Company!"
His words trailed off, and there was only a "bang" sound, and a dull gunshot sounded behind him. After Miyazawa and his party swayed a few times, they fell to the ground.
He was shot in the temple at close range with a pistol.
After the gunfire, two armed men quickly put Miyazawa's body into a body bag. Suddenly, an armed man seemed to notice a problem. A layer of protruding skin on the wound on Miyazawa's head caught his attention.
He slowly tore open the layer of skin, and the result was that the tear became larger and larger, until the entire skin was torn off, and a humanoid mask that looked like Miyazawa's group was held in his hand.
Wu Yijun turned around and stared at it in shock.
The door of the embassy opened again, and an off-road vehicle drove out quickly. The real Miyazawa and his party were sitting in the car. The seats in the back seat of the car were also removed and replaced by the data of the MR imaging reconstruction system. .
Half an hour later, the off-road vehicle stopped at an abandoned construction site in the suburbs. Opposite the vehicle, there were three white cars parked.
"Bang!" The door of one of the cars was opened, and Shangui jumped out of the car, followed closely by two bodyguards.
Miyazawa and his party also got out of the car and walked straight towards them.
"Where's Wu Yijun?" Gong Ze said, taking out two cigarettes from the cigarette case and handing one to Shan Gui.
"He's still on the winding mountain road. We're blocking him on the mountain." Mountain Ghost took the cigarette and shrugged, "I guess he won't be able to get down for a while."
"Why did you choose to cooperate with me?"
"Are you still kept in the dark by Wu Yijun?"
"How do you say it?" Miyazawa said and put the cigarette into his mouth.
"He would never allow the MR system to fall into the wrong hands."
Shangui said and motioned to the bodyguard next to him. The bodyguard took out a tablet, which played the conversation between Wu Yijun and the fake Miyazawa, as well as the scene of the fake Miyazawa being shot.
"Have you been monitoring our whereabouts?" Miyazawa said, glancing at the tablet.
"Of course, this is the tradition of our Dark River Company, but it also allows you to see Wu Yijun's true purpose and your inner calculations."
"My little plan?"
"Yes, you also want to get the MR system, am I right? Mr. Miyazawa." Shangui asked with a questioning look on his face.
"Hmph..." Miyazawa sneered, and after a moment, he continued, "It is precisely because our goals are the same that we have today's meeting. It seems that my prediction is quite accurate."
"Your prediction came true, didn't it?" Shangui glanced at the tablet and said unhurriedly, "Wu Yijun pretended to cooperate with you in order to lure us out, and then wait for an opportunity to kill Mr. René and me, and of course You, because you stole his MR system."
"Then why did you ambush me on Nanchen Avenue?"
"I also want to get the MR system. What if... what if I succeed?" Mountain Ghost said with a smile on his face.
"Why didn't you discuss cooperation earlier?" Miyazawa said angrily.
"I have to find out the truth."
Miyazawa's eyes glanced forward, and after a moment, he looked back: "Where is the thing I want?"
"What about what I want?"
"In the car behind." Miyazawa shook his head back.
"Here!" Shangui said, pointing to the tablet.
"In order to ensure a fair transaction, the information on the MR system handed over to you is only half of it. Once it is verified that the technical information on controllable nuclear fusion provided by you is authentic, the other half will be handed over to you."
"No problem! Here is also half of the controllable nuclear fusion technology information." Mountain Ghost shook the tablet.
"Bang!" A ball of fire danced on the faces of the two people. Miyazawa lit a lighter, and in the smoke of the cigarette, the two parties handed over technical data.
Inside the embassy, the moon was high, and Miyazawa and his party appeared in the courtyard. He raised his head and stared at the bright stars...
A string of pleasant cell phone ringtones played a beautiful melody on this clear moonlit night...
Miyazawa and his party took out their quantum phones and answered the call.
"Did the transaction go well? Mr. Miyazawa."
"smoothly!"
On the other end of the phone, Wu Yijun was holding a quantum phone in his hand, standing on a terrace of the Intelligence Office of the Crisis Planning Agency. The bright moonlight covered the earth with a silvery dress.
His face shone with a dreamy color of silver and neon lights, psychedelic and colorful...
"Your people are not seriously injured, including the fake Miyazawa, but the bubble bullet scratched a little bit of skin." Wu Yijun said.
"Well, half of the controllable nuclear fusion technical information has been obtained. It was handed over to the Crisis Plan 10 minutes ago. Relevant scientific researchers need to be provided as soon as possible to verify the authenticity of the controllable nuclear fusion information."
"Okay! I will report to the Crisis Planning Agency tonight."
"Where are the mountain ghosts and the others? How to deal with them?"
Wu Yijun looked into the distance, half of his face was soaked in the silver moonlight, and the other half was hidden in the ever-changing neon lights. He tried his best to think...
After a moment, he looked back.
"For the sake of the other half's controllable nuclear fusion technology information, we can only let him go temporarily!"
