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Three hundred and sixty-one small yellow people

"Come out! Or shoot!"

"Your accomplices are dead."

At the entrance of the toilet in the National Government Auditorium, several spies held Thomson's submachine guns and shouted loudly at both sides of the gate that the security of the submachine gun was opened and ready to be fired at any time.

At this time, Zuo Chong, Wu Chunyang, Gui Youguang and the other two ran down the corridor. The three of them clasped against the wall, used the door frame as a cover, and pushed forward little by little, and soon approached the toilet.

"What's going on?" Wu Chunyang raised his gun and asked in a low voice: "Where is the person hiding?"

The spy holding Thomson replied: "We searched it before, but we didn't find anyone. When we searched it for the second time, we heard someone coughing quietly. This Wang Badan should have hid deep in the pit."

Speaking of this spy, he looked helpless.

Zuo Chong thought for a while and waved his hand: "Take a smoke bomb and smoke this mouse out for me. Be careful, keep a living mouth. The other party did not shoot, no one is allowed to shoot and fight back. Have you heard it?"

"yes."

The spies responded in a low voice, one of them took off a smoke bomb from his waist, pulled the safety plug and counted silently for a few seconds, and threw it into the toilet. Then, under the cover of his teammates, he closed the toilet door fiercely.

"Bang~swish~~"

The smoke bomb made several circles on the smooth tiled floor, making a crisp sound, and then a thick white smoke came out from the tail, instantly filling the entire toilet, and visibility dropped sharply.

Then the smoke slowly oozed out from the gap in the door bit by bit, forming a faint mist in the corridor. Zuo Chong stood at the door of the toilet and covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve, looking at the watch on his wrist.

The smoke bomb's smoke agent is generally made of yellow phosphorus, tin tetrachloride, sulfur trioxide and other substances, which will cause certain harm to the human respiratory tract and eyes, and the people inside will not last long.

According to the special training records of the Intelligence Department, the spies who have been strictly trained can stay for up to five minutes in such confined spaces and smoke environments, and the longer the time, it will easily cause fainting.

Five minutes later.

Gui Youguang quickly stuck it on the door panel for a while, then shook his head and said in a low voice.

"Section Chief, no movement."

Zuo Chong was a little surprised. Could it be that the other party had a gas mask and was well prepared? This guy didn't make a sound or came out. This was a bit difficult, and the flash bomb was useless.

The toilet environment is complex, and various barriers can effectively block strong light. Moreover, according to the existing information, the other party is likely to be hiding in a toilet pit, and there is no other way except to catch it at close range.

Do you want to fill in the life? This is not his style, and you can't catch a living person.

Zuo Chong thought for a while, blinked at everyone, pointed to the toilet and said loudly: "Thirty seconds to prepare, grenade preparation, no need to activate, TMD, corpses can be rewarded."

Wu Chunyang and others understood and shouted loudly into the toilet: "Yes."

After saying that, everyone made a sound, for example, Gui Youguang took out a grenade and threw the iron cover with the fuse on the ground. The crisp sound of impact was transmitted to the toilet along the thin door panel.

This kind of voice can be heard as long as you have some military experience. Zuo Chong just wants the other party to know that they are not joking. As long as he doesn't open the door, all that is waiting for him is death.

Sure enough, there was a response immediately inside.

"Well, don't throw it away, I surrender. I am Luo Zhixi, the president of Central University. I will be useful to you. Don't kill me." The hoarse voice explained his origin with fear.

Luo Zhixi?

Zuo Chong was stunned. He knew that this person was a famous cultural figure in the Republic of China, the president of the Central University, and the member of the Guo Party, who was quite famous in the political and educational circles of the Republic of China. He was the one in it?

This is possible. It is natural for the other party to attend the meeting as a member. However, as a weak scholar, how could he last for so long in the smoke? Could it be that he was a fraud?

Besides, it is really hard to believe that such a big man would hide in the women's bathroom, let alone hide in the toilet pit. Don't they always talk about whether it is difficult to raise women or villains?

Zuo Chong hesitated for a moment, pressed his hands and told everyone not to act rashly. If it was Luo Zhixi, if the other party died at the hands of the secret service office, not to mention himself, even Lao Dai could not hold it.

He cleared his throat and shouted loudly: "We are from the secret service. The assassin has been killed and retreated. If you are really Principal Luo, please wait patiently for the smoke to dissipate and then slowly come out."

"Okay, Luo doesn't move, don't move." The person who claimed to be Luo Zhixi cried with joy.

Left nodded, Gui Youguang took two steps back slightly, turned around and kicked the door open with his heel, and then hid outside the shooting range. If there was an assassin inside, he would probably take the opportunity to shoot.

"Bang."

The wooden door hit the wall heavily, and a burst of smoke surged out of the toilet. Zuo Chong and the spies retreated silently to a safe distance to prevent the other party from sneak attacking with grenades or dangerous goods.

After waiting for a while, the smoke gradually dissipated. First, there was a rustling sound of paddling, and then a gust of footsteps. It sounded like someone was walking in wet shoes.

"Don't shoot, I'm Luo Zhixi. My party certificate number is... Director Dai Chunfeng of the Department is very familiar with Luo." With the sound of footsteps, a embarrassed figure raised his hands and walked out.

Zuo Chong hid in the corner and looked at the other person's face, but after looking at it for a long time, he couldn't recognize if it was Luo Zhixi. He had indeed seen a photo of Luo Zhixi, but there was no such person's face at that time...

Yellow and green things.

Let’s talk about the little yellow man. When he saw the stunned spy, he was like seeing his relatives. He cried and said in a crying voice: “Why did you come? Luo was almost killed by the assassin.”

As he said that, he wanted to come over.

"Slow down, don't come over!" Zuo Chong raised his gun with one hand and pinched his nose with the other: "Principal Luo, it's important. Please wipe your face clean so that we can identify it, otherwise we can only shoot."

The little yellow man was stunned when he heard this, looked down at his hands, and said in great grief and anger: "What do you want me to wipe my face? Ah, do you see if there is a clean place on Luo?"

Forehead.

Zuo Chong looked depressed, turned his head and looked around, and stopped his eyes on Gui Youguang: "Gui Youguang took off his coat and threw it to Principal Luo, go back to the general affairs office to report the accounts himself, and report to the higher level."

"This is the new clothes I just bought. I... OK, just take them off, what's the point."

Gui Youguang muttered in a low voice, and under Zuo Chong's murderous look, he took off the Zhongshan suit on his body, took away the fragments of things in his pocket, and finally reluctantly threw them to the minion.

The little yellow man quickly picked up his clothes and wiped his face hard. The spies' throats were itchy. After wiping for a while, although there was still a little dirty on his face, he could finally see his appearance clearly.

"My God."

After seeing this, Zuo Chong exclaimed: "It's really Principal Luo. Put down his gun. Who should hurry up and find some clean water and clothes and wash it well for Commissioner Luo. What kind of decent look like."

Immediately, a few spies ran out in a flash, and looked relieved. The smell of the committee member was so irritating that it hurt people's eyes. I don't know how much they were in the pit.

"Principal Luo, you are..."

Zuo Chong walked to Luo Zhixi, to be precise, five meters away, held his breath and asked curiously, and made an action in his hand. Several small spies quietly raised their guns into the toilet to search.

"Of course it's because of those damn assassins." Luo Zhixi's eyes turned red and he stomped his feet and said: "At that time, Luo was right next to Dean Wang, just a little bit away. Luo was about to die."

Zuo Chong sighed: "So Principal Luo ran to the toilet? He forgot to introduce himself. Bei Zhi is Zuo Chong, the intelligence chief of the Secret Service. I am really sorry for the smoke bomb just now. Please understand."

He said a polite word casually. It is best not to offend such an old scholar who is full of talents in the world. Although the other party dare not be dissatisfied, after all, so many people have seen the ugly appearance of the great principal.

If the other party is a smart person, he should keep his mouth shut and keep this matter in his heart forever. Otherwise, the fact that the president of the Central University, who is a president, will spread the story and his political life will be over.

Luo Zhixi was of course a smart man. He waved his hand generously: "It's okay, you are also trying to catch the assassin. Fortunately, Luo covered his mouth and nose with a wet cloth at that time, and he was not very irritated."

Zuo nodded, Hum? Where did the wet cloth come from in the pit? It seemed that he thought of something. He took a step back again. Principal Luo is really a cruel person. He actually thought of this method.

Luo Zhixi hesitated for a moment, folded his hands and begged: "Can you trouble Section Chief Zuo? Send someone to take out the red silk strips and documents that Luo had wore at the meeting. Thank you very much afterwards, please."

Zuo Chong almost laughed out loud. He is worthy of being an official of the Fruit Party. He is really doing everything he can to survive. He can even throw away his ID. Not to mention, he can really hide his identity by doing so.

He resisted the ridicule and said seriously: "What did Principal Luo say? You accidentally lost your ID. We, as subordinates, naturally, have to help you find it. How can we talk about thanking me? Please wait."

Then he looked at Gui Youguang who was sneaking away and shouted sternly: "Don't leave, say you Gui Youguang, go find Principal Luo's things. If you have one less, you should be here to spend the night."

"ah?"

Gui Youguang turned his head and looked at Wu Chunyang who seemed to be nothing, then looked at Zuo Chong, who was expressionless, thought of countless excuses, and finally walked into the toilet with his head hanging down.

Zuo Chong felt relieved when he saw the big bald man obediently. Damn, you can't let him go to find something in person. Can you still ask for the feet and hands? What's the decency of the commander?

The next second, he smiled and said, "Mr. Luo, don't worry, today's incident will never be spread. I, Zuo Chong, are not a talkative person, and I like to make friends with big people like you the most."
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