"Just," Kou Qiu said, "if he was a dog demon exposed-"

Officer Ying smiled slightly. He touched the cat's head, his voice warm, "No."

Kou Qiu frowned.

"This is his trump card, he won't show it easily," Ying Cun said slowly, "and when he shows it-"

A sharp edge suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"It's time for us to close the internet."

In the following days, as Kou Qiu expected, more and more unknown people near Zhong Liang's place of residence suddenly became. Several investigators from the Special Department mixed in, but they didn't seem to be stumbled. They secretly watched the activities of the room from the opposite side day by day. The mantis stalked the cicada, and the oriole was behind. They played the oriole who was quietly waiting for the black-eating-black scene to happen.

The plan was made according to the idea that should be preserved. The eyes of the eye came out from these people and then left.

Waiting for a time.

The one who saw more in a few days was the big black dog. The place where Zhong Liang lived temporarily was in an old residential building. There were many people living in the building, and there were more mobile residents. No one knew anyone from the coming and going. Even the landlord couldn't tell the truth. How many people had been squeezed out in his narrow and contemplative house. Zhong Liang's room was tightly pulled on the curtains every day, and he went in and out of the original form. After a few days, even the people from the Special Department did not notice it. This was his former comrade-in-arms who fought side by side in the past.

The big black dog quickly stepped apart and jumped over a conspicuous pool of brown and yellow sewage on the steps. When it flashed into the room quickly, it was still stared at by the middle-aged woman opposite with a fierce look. The middle-aged woman's face was long and looked at it as if she was looking at the plague god.

"I can't afford a house," she spat, "and still keep a dog...it's been so noisy all day long!"

Zhong Liang entered the door and immediately turned into a human form. Two computers behind the door were flashing with bright lights, and the other two men squatted on the chair, typing on the keyboard and thinking carefully.

"Did it be deciphered?"

Zhong Liang suddenly stepped closer and said sternly, "Can't drag it any longer. I went out today and found that someone was already waiting at the door."

He paced on the ground irritably.

"I don't know how they knew, mom, they all came for this thing-"

A dense sweat emerged from the forehead of the accomplice and said, "Brother Zhong, this is not a single password, I'm afraid I have to decipher it for a while..."

"Then hurry up!" Zhong Liang lowered his voice, and his face showed a darkness that was extremely mismatched with his appearance. He quickly took out a gun from a brick in his hand and assembled it neatly, but his eyes were still staring at the window, as if he was always on guard against something.

They have not been doing well these two days.

Although I know what kind of thing I do, this experience is unprecedented. Every step is like walking on the tip of a knife, and passers-by who accidentally passed by them on the street were holding a sharp knife in the hands.

If it weren't for Zhong Liang's intuition and his black dog's appearance, I'd be afraid that the things would have been lost long ago.

The sunset outside was like blood, flowing stickyly. Zhong Liang looked up and then glanced around again. After a short while, the room fell into a deep darkness.

It was midnight in the blink of an eye.

"Brother Zhong," a cry of surprise suddenly came from the computer, "I've broken it, password!"

Zhong Liang was also suddenly delighted. He took two steps at a time and was about to move forward, but suddenly he heard a crisp "click" sound, and the electricity in the room was suddenly extinguished.

The other man was stunned for a moment and subconsciously wanted to open the door. Zhong Liang sternly said: "Don't move!"

The man hurriedly took his hand back, looked at Zhong Liang with confusion in his eyes, and said quietly: "Brother Zhong..."

There is someone outside.

Zhong Liang's heart was even more awe-inspiring, pointing to the deciphering code and saying, "Hurry, now, give me the contents inside and delete the rest."

"oh oh!"

The ten fingers of the accomplice immediately began to fly on the keyboard, and at the same time, some small sounds came from outside the door.

It seemed like someone was holding something and was slowly poking it into the keyhole, trying to pry open the door.

It's almost too late.

Zhong Liang swallowed and urged: "Hurry up!"

The person outside the door would never be his friend. Whether it was a note or a colleague who came to U disk, he would never let the information in his hand be taken away like this. He and another person carried a chair and table to block the door. The only password cracker sat in front of the computer, speeding up the speed again.

The knock on the door sounded.

"Hello," said the person outside slowly, "Hello, Officer Zhong?"

“…”

Zhong Liang gritted his teeth.

The password cracker's forehead was covered with dense sweat.

He anxiously checked the sequence of numbers that had been arranged, and struggled to correspond.

“l…new…”

"n is smell."

"z is a couplet."

“m is—”

He suddenly relaxed his hand and stared at the document incredibly. After a while, he tried to copy this sentence to find a more accurate result. But after copying, he successfully entered another interface.

CCTV's official website. 7pm, prime time.

Accomplice: "..."

What's this?

When Zhong Liang was taking out his pistol from his hand and aimed it at the door hole, he suddenly heard a surprise cry from his companion behind him. Then, he seemed to be frightened by something. His voice suddenly became miserable, shouting: "Where is the information, where is the information?"

"What, not information?"

Zhong Liang's heart suddenly chills, and he only feels darkness in front of him. He blocks the door, endured the increasingly powerful impact outside, and sternly said: "What is that!"

"News Broadcast," the accomplice raised his voice in despair, "What should I do? Brother Zhong, no matter how I look at it, this is just a news Broadcast!"

"How is that possible!"

Zhong Liang was unwilling to believe it, so he pulled a chair and blocked the door, and immediately stepped to his companion. When he lowered his head, the shaky fonts and pictures on his head were completely caught in his eyes. There was no new drug-making technology at all. There was only one host who he had seen many times in the past, standing upright, talking endlessly about the possible adverse effects of drug use by artists in today's society.

Even the beginning is used to listening to it countless times, majestic and grand, bangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbang

Zhong Liang grabbed the mouse in his companion's hand and confirmed it on the computer repeatedly. But no matter how he looked at it, the entire hundreds of k documents were cracked with a password, but it was just a short line of web page links, plus the four big words "News Broadcast".

He is still a black dog.

——This person is also a monster.

Even more advanced than one's own cultivation level.

The moment this thought came into my mind, Zhong Liangqing couldn't help but tremble, knowing that he had no chance of winning. The identity of the demon was almost his only trump card, but now, this trump card has been deposed.

What did he fight with the man in front of him?

Is this body far inferior to this person's demonic power?

"What a pity," Looking at his embarrassed and shivering appearance, Ying Cun's thin lips slowly curled, "It's really like a stray dog."

He took out the dog collar that had been prepared from his bag and put it firmly around Zhong Liang's neck. The big black dog whined twice, and his injured leg weakened and fell to the ground.

The collar was locked tightly, and his front legs were curled up, really like an ordinary black dog.

Ying Cun pulled the rope tightly, led him, and slowly got into the car.

In the car, Kou Qiu had been waiting for a long time.

"Do you know where you lost?" Officer Ying slowly lowered his body, looked into the dog's eyes, and said word by word.

"You're too confident in yourself, Officer Zhong."

Zhong Liang's confidence in Ruan Xun can almost be called arrogant. He seemed to firmly believe that in his interactions with Ruan Xun, he naturally occupied the strong side.

Zhong Liang knew from the time when Ruan Xun fought for his life and wanted to break into the fire to save him.

This person can be completely used.

He will never betray.

——But he shouldn’t have such confidence.

The black dog whimpered suddenly and pounced on Kou Qiu's feet, trying to see a little warmth in the eyes of this former partner who had worked hard to protect him - but the cat just hid up, slowly frowned, and said, "I don't want to see people who betray socialism."

Even if he is a dog now, he won't be able to do it.

Ying Cun laughed silently, "So firm?"

Old Cadre Kou shrank his feet, hugged his knees, and said seriously: "He should be glad."

Fortunately, the demon's identity cannot be exposed, and the scumbag's task cannot be completed directly. Otherwise, he would have no life to stand here until now.

【drop.】

【Progress of scumbag mission--50.】

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Zhong Liang finally fell into their hands.

The identity of the demon could not be exposed, so Ying Cun treated him as an ordinary dog, injected demonic power into the collar, suppressed his cultivation, and sold him to a dog dealer. Before leaving, Kou Qiu specifically instructed him to have a meal every few days and never kill him.

The dog dealer didn't understand the intention, counted the money in his pocket, but nodded.

Kou Qiu went to see Zhong Liang and asked, "Why do you want to betray?"

There was no one in the room, and the collar around his neck was taken down by Ying, so Zhong Liang turned into a human form again. He curled up on the ground and laughed in a low voice.

“—What do you know?”
To be continued...