9:30:

SUV parked in the underground garage, and the middle-aged man took the fake Wu Xingping away. The driver did not turn off the engine and got out of the car and went to the bathroom. Zhou Luoyang wanted to wait for a few more minutes, but Du Jing was silent and came out of the trunk, his lips moved slightly, and he said a silent word: "Quick".

Zhou Luoyang asked Du Jing with his eyes, and Du Jing nodded, indicating that he had become much better, and he was forced to get angry.

"Why don't you wait for them to go up first?" Zhou Luoyang said.

Du Jing: "There is a surveillance in the elevator, so you can't take the elevator."

The middle-aged man was also waiting for the elevator in the parking garage with his fake Wu Xingping. Du Jing had already entered the safety passage door after the vehicle was covered, hid behind the door, observed for a while, found the blind spot of his vision, and poked out half of his body, allowing the fake Wu Xingping to see him.

The fake Wu Xingping turned his head and stopped looking here, knowing that they had arrived.

"Climb the stairs up?" Zhou Luoyang asked, "How many floors are they on?"

Du Jing: "Seventeen."

Du Jing took out the Swiss army knife from the inner bag of the suit, pried open the elevator door on the b1 floor, and waited for the elevator to come down. He took Zhou Luoyang's hand, the elevator came down, slowed down, and the two jumped out, made a light sound, and stopped on the top of the elevator.

The middle-aged man and the fake Wu Xingping entered the elevator, and the four of them were taken to the 17th floor together. Du Jing began to contact Zhuang Li in another car with his mobile phone, asking him to transfer the eavesdropping device and put on his headphones. Seeing that his face was dirty, Zhou Luoyang raised the back of his hand and wiped it off.

Du Jing's expression was calm, and it was much better than in the afternoon.

"I should go out and find a place to wait." Zhou Luoyang whispered when the elevator stopped.

Du Jing pried open the elevator door on the 18th floor: "I'm not at ease if you are not by my side."

The two arrived on the 18th floor. Du Jing found a safe passage based on the floor structure in his memory. The tools used by the cleaners were placed in the safe passage.

They arrived at the seventeenth floor along the stairs. They gently pushed open the aisle door and saw that the fake Wu Xingping had entered the office. A bodyguard was standing not far from the office door. The middle-aged man entered the conference room to play cards.

After waiting for a while, Du Jing was thinking of a way and looked down at his watch: "It's time to draw his attention away."

Zhou Luoyang said: "He is a dumpling ear, a master of fighting. Can you beat him?"

Du Jing was a little surprised: "Do you still remember?"

Zhou Luoyang: "I remember everything you said."

Dumpling ears mean that warriors engaged in taekwondo, karate and other industries, whose ears are rubbed and hit by long-term blows, will appear unnatural swelling, and will gradually become shaped over time. A long time ago, Du Jing taught Zhou Luoyang how to judge whether a person is a trainee.

Du Jing said: "There is no big problem when attacking from behind."

"I'll do it." Zhou Luoyang said.

Du Jing was about to stop Zhou Luoyang, but Zhou Luoyang signaled that it was okay. As long as the two were together, the risks were controllable.

Zhou Luoyang took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, took a mop and a bucket of water in the safety passage, walked in with a calm look on his face, and began to mop the floor.

The bodyguard looked at Zhou Luoyang, frowned slightly, walked towards him, looked down at his watch, meaning to clean it at this time?

Zhou Luoyang had just crawled out of the trunk, covered in dust and was wearing sportswear that was convenient for movement. He could not tell whether he was a cleaner just by looking at his back.

"Go down," the bodyguard went over to press the elevator for him, saying, "This floor is not necessary."

Zhou Luoyang stood up straight and was about to speak, but Du Jing appeared from behind without knowing it. He circled the bodyguard's neck with his left arm, and the bodyguard immediately reacted.

At the same time, Zhou Luoyang quickly retreated, and the bodyguard threw it over his shoulder with a move. Du Jing put a finger tiger on his right hand, pressed it against his neck, and slashed the finger tiger around his neck, causing blood to break the skin. The bodyguard threw him up, and then his pupils dilated in just half a second, and he staggered to the ground.

Du Jing turned over in the air, let go of the bodyguard, bowed to the ground, stood firm, and then stood up to withstand the falling bodyguard. A series of actions only took place within three seconds.

Zhou Luoyang: “…”

Du Jing held his arm with one hand and dragged him into the safe passage.

Zhou Luoyang: "Die?"

"Strong anesthetics," Du Jing said, "is still alive."

Zhou Luoyang said: "This is too strong."

Du Jing searched the bodyguard and found a silencer pistol: "The first time I use it, the effect is OK."

Du Jing handed the gun to Zhou Luoyang, and Zhou Luoyang said: "I don't know how to use a gun, I haven't learned it."

Du Jing said, "Let it be on you for the time being." He picked up the bodyguard's work card, turned over and looked at it, then went out of the safety passage, took the work card, and said to Zhou Luoyang: "Wait for a while in the safety passage, the surveillance is in the conference room, I will go in and adjust it, it will take about five minutes."

Zhou Luoyang nodded. Du Jing was about to go in. After thinking about it, he took off his suit jacket and handed it to Zhou Luoyang, asking him to help him take it first, then adjust the finger tiger, put the right hand wearing the finger tiger in his pocket, and swipe the card into the conference room.

The sound insulation of the conference room was very good. Zhou Luoyang only heard a light sound hitting the door, and he didn't even hear a shout.

He walked towards the safe passage, but at this moment, the door of the main office opened and the person in charge came out.

"Where are people?" he said to himself, "Where are they all dead?! Xiao Luo!"

Zhou Luoyang saw the half-closed office door, pretending to be Wu Xingping turned his back to the door, searching for suspicious places everywhere.

The person in charge knocked on the office door a few times and said, "Are you inside?" Suddenly, he felt something wrong, turned around and observed, walked quickly towards the elevator, and pressed down the elevator.

Behind him, a gun hit the back of his head.

Zhou Luoyang: "Where do you want to go?"

The person in charge slowly raised his hands and did not dare to move.

Zhou Luoyang pointed at him with a silencer pistol, trying his best to control his voice without trembling, and turned him around. The person in charge said, "Who are you and how did you get up?"

Zhou Luoyang said rudely: "Stop talking nonsense! Go to the door of the conference room!"

The person in charge walked out of the conference room and said, "We are a private company and have no cash..."

Zhou Luoyang said: "Open the door! You know the password!"

The person in charge had to enter the password. At this moment, Du Jing pulled the door from inside and knew what was going on at a glance.

"The computer is too stuck," Du Jing said, "I have been waiting for a long time." He also signaled Zhou Luoyang to hand it over to himself for handling.

When the person in charge saw the bodyguards and middle-aged man falling inside the door, he immediately began to tremble. Zhou Luoyang was so nervous that he knew that Du Jing was there, he no longer needed a gun.

"You have violated Article 263 of the Criminal Law," the person in charge said calmly, "Robbery with a gun will be sentenced to more than ten years of fixed-term imprisonment, life imprisonment or death penalty, and fines or confiscation of property."

"Well, I'm still a lawyer." Zhou Luoyang said, "But this gun seems to be yours. I've found it from your bodyguard. How many years will I be sentenced to privately hiding the gun?"

Du Jing did not answer and escorted him to the conference room to knock on the door.

"Return your cell phone back." Du Jing returned the phone that was taken away by Wu Xingping.

The substitute saw Du Jing and Zhou Luoyang coming in, obviously not surprised at all. Du Jing opened the computer on his desk and said, "Press code."

The person in charge did not answer. The substitute glanced at the nearby bookshelf and signaled Du Jing to look at the photos on the bookshelf. It was a photo of him and a little girl.

"He has a daughter, try his daughter's birthday." said Wu Xingping.

The person in charge's face changed instantly and he said, "Who are you?"

Du Jing did not answer and said, "Search his body and look at his ID card."

Zhou Luoyang blocked the office door in case he escaped at any time, reminding him: "He uses a fingerprint lock on his desk."

The substitute searched the person in charge, but did not. He pressed his shoulder and asked him to come and press his fingerprint. He opened the fingerprint drawer lock of the desk. Du Jing pulled it apart one by one, found the name on the passport, and threw the passport to the substitute. The substitute took out his mobile phone and began to check the registration information of the person in charge.

"Try this." The substitute reported a string of numbers, and the last little expectation of the person in charge was finally shattered.

"You are stealing trade secrets!" said the person in charge.

"Hey, hey," the substitute noticed Zhou Luoyang and said, "Put down the gun and beware of fire."

Du Jing entered the password, opened it, and said, "He did not pull the security plug."

Person in charge: “…………………”

The substitute laughed and pressed Zhou Luoyang's gun at the mouth of the gun. Zhou Luoyang lowered the gun.

"Give it to me." said the substitute.

Du Jing nodded and began to browse the computer of the person in charge with interesting simplicity, enter keyword search, and find a bunch of encrypted reports.

He opened the tail of the Swiss Army knife, exposed the USB drive interface, inserted it on an Apple desktop, authenticated it, imported all the reports, started sending it through the satellite network, and notified Zhuang Li to receive the message.

"Let's talk," Du Jing said to the person in charge while waiting for the time to send the documents, "Sit down, your security guards won't wake up for five hours. Don't do anything to waste your energy, otherwise you will be prosecuted for intentional injury later."

He said to Zhou Luoyang and the substitute again: "You two are waiting outside."

Zhou Luoyang pondered for a moment and knew that Du Jing might have a real secret to ask, so he left the office with his substitute and went to the next door.

In the conference room, the substitute yawned, and five o'clock was over 11:00.

"How long have you been with your master?" the substitute asked interestingly.

Zhou Luoyang saw the message sent by Le Yao two hours ago and replied casually: "The first time I went on a mission today."

"I can see it," the substitute smiled, "I did such a big case for the first time I started it. Haven't I learned it at all before?"

"Yes," said Zhou Luoyang, "It's all up to the master to lead him. He is good at it. I just need to shout 666 from the side."

The stand-in nodded and said, "Do it well and follow him, and the future is promising."

Zhou Luoyang thought to himself that Du Jing had a nickname, and some people teased him when they went back.

"I didn't expect to be so young, hey." The young man in the stand-in sighed again.

Zhou Luoyang knew that the young man's sigh was to be impressed by Du Jing's talent and ability. People compare themselves with others, and in contrast, the heart he developed was unwilling to accept.

"Has the surveillance been eliminated?" the young man thought about it and asked again, after the task was over, he had a little relaxation.
To be continued...