Although Mr. Zhuan's face had no expression, miraculously, Chen Chuan and Instructor Wen could see the meaning of "don't listen to his nonsense" from his face.
There was a moment of silence in the living room.
At this time, Mr. Wen smiled and said, "Mr. Zhuan , please have some tea."
Mr. Zhuan immediately picked up the teacup in front of him, his eyes fixed on the inside of the teacup, not looking anywhere else.
Chen Chuan thought for a while, folded the wanted poster and put it away, stood up from his seat, and said, "I am clear about the inspection mission. It's getting late, and I should leave. Mr. Zhuan , where can I find you after this inspection mission is completed?"
Mr. Zhuan picked up the teacup, as if drinking tea, but it covered half of his face. He hesitated and said uncertainly, "The hotel?"
Instructor Wen smiled and said to Chen Chuan , "Supervisor Chen, Mr. Zhuan has traveled a long way to get here and is not familiar with Yang Zhi yet. I will arrange a place for Mr. Zhuan to stay first. You can tell me after the matter is over, and I will notify Mr. Zhuan on your behalf." He looked at Mr. Zhuan again, "Mr. Zhuan , what do you think?"
Mr. Zhuan nodded repeatedly.
Chen Chuan said, "Okay, you two, then I'll take my leave first." After saying goodbye to the two of them, he walked out of Mr. Wen's house.
Once outside, he took out the wanted poster and looked at it again, then put it back and strode forward.He didn't go home, but went directly outside the family area.
Although this time it is nominally an Examination, it actually provided him with information. Dangerous elements like Kenwa must not be left alone.
However, the scope of Jibei Province is too large, and to find this person, the Strength of Government departments must be used.
The Processing Bureau is professional in handling violent affairs, but it lacks information intelligence. It is beyond their ability to quickly find this person, so a special department needs to be contacted now.
Soon, he walked out of the Patrol Bureau's family area, found a public telephone booth on the roadside, and dialed a number.
Less than ten minutes later, his armed vehicle team turned in from the intersection, and the bright headlights illuminated the road with a white light.
The special car stopped in front of him, and the service personnel quickly got out of the car and opened the door for him.
He got into the car, took out his Boundary Token from the car's storage cabinet and put it on, and then searched for the Data stored in the vehicle's Field Entity.
Soon he found a communication frequency.
This was given to him by the Processing Bureau. Only the deputy director and a few Investigation Directors in the bureau have this frequency, and the code changes every month.
At this time, he told the telegraph operator assigned to him by the bureau to send a message on this frequency.
The telegraph operator immediately put on his headphones and sent the Telegram.
After waiting for five minutes, the telegraph operator said, "Supervisor , the other side has replied."
Chen Chuan said, "Tell them that I have received a message that a wanted criminal has appeared in Jibei Province, which is very likely to endanger the public safety of Central City and surrounding cities, and I suspect that this person has arrived with a very important mission, so I am activating the emergency regulations and need them to provide information."
"Yes."
The telegraph operator immediately sent a message to the other side.
However, this time, after waiting for a long time, there was no reply from the other side.
But at this time, the public telephone booth not far from the roadside rang, and it continued to ring.
After hearing this, Chen Chuan immediately got out of the car, walked to the telephone booth, picked up the receiver, and a familiar voice came from inside: "Supervisor Chen."
Chen Chuan recognized the voice. He said, "Commissioner Cao ?"
Commissioner Cao said, "It's me, Supervisor Chen. I have confirmed the news. This person has indeed arrived in Jibei Province. My people have been watching him. Supervisor Chen has confirmed this person's whereabouts. How do you plan to deal with it?"
Chen Chuan said without hesitation: "Execute him on the spot." He heard a slight pause on the other side of the receiver, and then said in a deep voice: "The target is in Distant View Port."
Chen Chuan thought for a while. Distant View Port is indeed a suitable place to hide. You can take a boat directly to Central City. If you encounter someone arresting you, you can retreat to the sea.
Commissioner Cao added, "But I need to remind Supervisor Chen that this person was applying for a Pardon order before entering Da Shun, and after confirmation, it has been approved above.
It is now one o'clock in the morning, and the Pardon order will probably arrive there before twelve o'clock tomorrow noon. Supervisor Chen has about one day."
Chen Chuan changed his mind and said, "Thank you, Commissioner Cao ."
Commissioner Cao said in a deep voice, "This is a cunning and conceited opponent. We were able to detect his whereabouts this time, not because the staff found it, but because he exposed it himself. He should be relying on the imminent arrival of the Pardon order, so he is pursuing this kind of stimulating psychology, and there may be additional reliance."
Chen Chuan agreed with this judgment. The wanted poster has a specific description of Kenwa's past crimes. This person is obviously very rampant, and sometimes his actions are full of provocative meaning. It is not surprising that he has such behavior.
Moreover, there are many Third-Limit Martial Artists with personality and psychological problems. There are normal people, but there are more abnormal people.
Besides, this person is rampant but also cautious. Backed by the Port, if arrangements are made in advance, it is actually easy for a senior Third-Limit Martial Artist to leave.
He said, "Commissioner Cao , I will handle it well."
Commissioner Cao said, "I will have my people monitor this target and provide you with news until the Pardon order arrives. Supervisor Chen, keep your Telegram operator in contact with my people."
Chen Chuan said okay and thanked him, then hung up the phone.
He looked outside. The straight-line distance between Distant View Port and Yangzhi City is about 400 kilometers. If you take the East Line National Highway, it will take about half a day to reach it by special car, but this does not include the capture time. You must also consider that the opponent may not stay in one place for a long time, so the actual time may be longer.
Also, the Port is not a no-man’s land. Once you take action, you need to consider a series of situations. Of course, the most important thing is that there is still that existence behind Kenwa .
As for the Pardon order, he didn't take it to heart.
What if the Pardon order is issued? As long as he doesn't receive it, it doesn't exist. There is no problem with this in the procedure.
He put his hand on the Boundary Token and sent a signal to Zhao Ming , who was sleeping at home.
He plans to take Zhao Ming with him this time, because by using the vehicle's Field Entity to connect, he can use the Boundary Token on Zhao Ming's head to view the ground situation from the sky, which is very beneficial to this operation.
After a while, Zhao Ming flew out of the family area and landed in front of him, making a chirping sound.
He patted Zhao Ming , then took it back into the car and said, "Distant View Port."
"Yes!"
After the convoy started, it drove out of Yangzhi City. Half an hour later, it got on the East Line National Highway and drove all the way along it. When it approached Distant View Port, it was already noon the next day.
Yu Xiao and other security guards are in good condition at the moment because they are taking turns to rest.
However, they are all armed personnel who have implanted advanced Implants. Even if they do not rest, they can maintain uninterrupted combat for several days and nights by injecting Drugs in an emergency.
At this time, Chen Chuan opened the car door. With a rustling sound of wings flapping, Zhao Ming immediately jumped out of the car and flew into the high sky almost in the blink of an eye, and then flew towards the Port ahead.
At the same time, in the container yard of Distant View Port, there were twenty or so armed men with guns guarding an area. Outside of them was the dock loading and unloading area. Through the gaps in the containers, the Sea surface in the distance was clearly visible.
Kenwa was sitting in an open space in the middle, gnawing on a half-cooked lamb leg.
His body was muscular and strong, and his arms were particularly thick. He had wide cheekbones, which made his face look wider, but his lips were full and his nose was large and straight. This was a typical characteristic of the First Clan. His Skin was rough, and his hard black hair was tied behind his head. His face was also smeared with paint, looking very wild and rugged.
He was wearing a set of armed clothes, and there were tendrils like things around his body, which seemed to wriggle at first glance.
This is an external implant, a technology from the Linax Federation. These things can be attached to the body of a Martial Artist . During fighting, it can replace part of the function of Mutated Tissue, and can give the user smoother force and greater Strength.
The lamb leg was torn off by his hard teeth, tearing off a piece of muscle that still had blood on it. He chewed it to pieces in a few strokes and swallowed it into his stomach.
Usually Martial Artists only need Nutrition Paste, but occasionally they will enjoy the delicious food, but he likes those bloody things very much. He can't tell when he developed this habit, or after he came into contact with that thing?
But he doesn't care about it. As long as it can bring him Strength, he doesn't mind these changes.
At this time, he suddenly paused, and his upward gaze saw a black spot appearing in the sky. It should be a flying bird.
As a Martial Artist , he can clearly see the gorgeous feathers. He has never seen such birds. Are they special bird species here in Da Shun? Or...
No matter what, he felt inexplicably disliked in his heart, so he quickly ate the lamb leg in a few bites, threw the remaining bones on the ground, waved to a gunman not far away, and made a gesture of raising the gun. The gunman immediately took off the long gun behind him and threw it to him.
He took it, checked it, opened the insurance, raised the muzzle, aimed at the sky, and put his finger into the trigger guard.
After aiming for a while, he moved his finger and suddenly pulled the trigger.