The white Toyota that Hu Pingtao was riding in had the tail number 22.

Wang Xuexin was responsible for driving, and the speed was neither too fast nor too slow, but within the prescribed speed limit. His driving skills were good, and Hu Pingtao was watching, and he had never committed any violations such as crossing the line.

The car quickly left the third ring road, got on the highway, and headed north.

Hu Pingtao asked doubtfully: "Brother Hong, are we going to the north?"

Hong Zongyuan smiled and said: "There is a good restaurant in the neighboring county that serves loach tofu. I will take you to try it."

Neighboring county?

Could it be that small county in the north?

Hu Pingtao's eyes were slightly focused. On the surface, he was still in an excited state, but he was actually thinking silently.

After exiting the Hengshan Tunnel and looking at the signs on the roadside, Hong Zongyuan suddenly raised his hand and patted Wang Xuexin, who was sitting in the driver's seat in front of him.

"Axin, turn down the intersection in front."

Wang Xuexin turned as instructed and slowed down on the corridor. After passing the toll station, he followed Hong Zongyuan's request and drove into a gas station on the roadside.

The three people got out of the car, and Wang Xuexin said: "Brother Hong, I'm going to refuel."

Hong Zongyuan nodded, turned to Hu Pingtao and said with a smile: "I'm so suffocated. Hahahaha... let's go pee!"

After finishing their convenience, the two of them walked out of the bathroom. Hu Pingtao looked at the sky and saw that it was almost four o'clock in the afternoon.

He put his hand into his trouser pocket, took out the cigarette case, and handed it to Hong Zongyuan with a flattering smile: "Brother Hong, take one."

Hong Zongyuan looked at the cigarette handed to him, reached out to catch it, and before Hu Pingtao could react, he squeezed the cigarette box a few times and threw it into the trash can next to him.

Seeing this, Hu Pingtao asked without knowing what was going on: "Brother Hong, why are you..."

"Do you still have cigarettes on you?" Hong Zongyuan asked.

"...No more." Hu Pingtao patted his empty trouser pocket.

"Give me your lighter." Hong Zongyuan stretched out his hand and continued.

Hu Pingtao probably understood the other party's intention, so he took out a lighter and handed it over without saying anything.

Hong Zongyuan took it in his hand, looked at it carefully, and threw it into the trash can.

He smiled and put his arm around Hu Pingtao's shoulders: "Don't worry, it's an old habit of mine. It's not easy to smoke. Come with me."

Walking into the chain supermarket next to the gas station, Hong Zongyuan ordered a boutique "Yuxi", then took two lighters from the shelf next to the cashier and handed them to Hu Pingtao.

Cigarettes and lighters were not included in the previous body search.

After getting in the car, Hu Pingtao tore open the outer packaging of cigarettes, threw two boxes to Wang Xuexin, and said with a smile: "Brother Hong invites us to smoke for free."

Wang Xuexin took it with a smile, turned around and smiled back: "Thank you, Brother Hong."

Hong Zongyuan waved his hand, lowered his voice, and said lightly: "A Xin, take the old road from the fork to the east."

Looking at Wang Xuexin who started the engine and turned around as instructed, Hu Pingtao couldn't help but turn around and asked curiously: "Brother Hong, didn't you say you were going to a neighboring county for dinner?"

"I changed my mind." Hong Zongyuan said with a smile, showing no change in his mood: "There is a restaurant on the old road that serves good braised chicken. Let's go there to eat."

…

Binhai City, command center.

Feedback from various monitoring teams and the traffic control center indicated that all vehicles began to turn.

Wang Yongjiang looked at the time on his watch: 5:28 pm.

Cao Yong looked at the big screen, raised his left elbow with his right hand, and slowly touched his chin: "They have all turned around... Looking at this direction, they should be returning to the city?"

Wang Yongjiang said: "The surveillance shows that these cars have been refueled on the road."

Cao Yong understood: "Are they going to take a long road next?"

"So their destination should not be the city." Wang Yongjiang pointed to the big screen and said seriously: "Car No. 36 turned to the south, Car No. 72 turned to the east, and Cars 09 and 22 also went east.

.The difference is that No. 36 and No. 22 got off the expressway from two forks respectively and got on the old road."

Cao Yong instantly discovered the pattern: "Wang Bureau, I will immediately ask the technical department to calculate the possible concentration points."

Based on the vehicle type, fuel tank capacity, speed, road conditions and other information, the concentration range of these vehicles can basically be calculated. Although it is difficult to achieve absolute accuracy, it is possible to concentrate efforts within the predicted range and make arrangements in advance.

"Go!" Wang Yongjiang looked serious, but he was looking forward to it in his heart.

This was a big case. Both Hong Zongyuan and Jin Shouchang were involved, and the other party's actions were so cautious that no matter who it was, it would be difficult to control themselves.

…

The road condition of the old road can only be said to be average. The roadside is overgrown with weeds, the asphalt road has large cracks, and there are old and new traces that have been filled in everywhere, making it uneven.

The speed of the car inevitably slowed down.

We drove for more than an hour and it was almost dusk.

Wang Xue took the steering wheel and suddenly said: "Brother Hong, there is a car following us."

The atmosphere in the car suddenly became tense.

Hu Pingtao and Hong Zongyuan turned around subconsciously and looked towards the rear window at the same time.

There was indeed a silver-gray car, a BYD, following behind, about two hundred meters away, and the license plate could not be clearly seen.

Hong Zongyuan watched for a while, turned around and asked Wang Xuexin: "How long have you been following him?"

"More than ten minutes!" Wang Xuexin controlled the steering wheel and said without looking back: "This road is narrow, I deliberately gave way twice and kept slowing down, but it didn't pass, so I just followed behind."

Hu Pingtao thought for a while and said: "There were many roundabouts in the previous section of the road. I guess the driver's skills were not very good and he wanted to overtake but did not dare to overtake."

With that said, he turned sideways to Hong Zongyuan in the back seat: "Brother Hong, the road ahead is very straight, how about we give it a try?"

These words struck Hong Zongyuan's heart. He nodded and told Wang Xuexin: "Axin, just do as Aheng said, go to a wider area in front, slow down the car, and see if the car behind you continues to follow."

Wang Xuexin slowed down as instructed, and BYD quickly passed by on the left, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Looking at the car in front of him driving away, Hu Pingtao smiled and said, "It seems we have overthought it."

The BYD was indeed following, and Hu Pingtao saw a familiar symbol on the rear of the car—a small silver butterfly that seemed to be used as a car body decoration.

This is a sign of agreement.

Tracking is a science. When the target becomes suspicious and makes certain evasive actions, it must give up without hesitation.

Hu Pingtao believes that in addition to this BYD, there should be a second or even third group as an auxiliary and supplementary group.

Half an hour later, the Toyota drove into a farm on the roadside.

It is said to be a farm, but it feels a bit like an orchard. The outside is surrounded by cement stakes and wires. There are many fruit trees planted inside, but the fruits are very small. It seems that they are usually neglected. There is also a rice field in the north direction. Wang Xuexin

After driving the car into the garden, there was a two-story building on the side. Hong Zongyuan got out of the car and when he walked past the passenger side, he raised his hand and knocked on the window: "A Heng, come down and help."

Hu Pingtao quickly unbuckled his seat belt and opened the car door. Like a curious baby, he walked, looked, and asked: "Brother Hong, what is this place?"

"Warehouse." Hong Zongyuan's answer was simple.

This building is very old, with large areas of tiles peeling off, revealing traces of rain erosion. It looks uninhabited, and has an uncomfortable feeling of dilapidation.

Wang Xuexin also got off the Toyota car. He trotted to the first floor of the building, took out the key, opened the rolling shutter door, and pushed it upwards.

This is a garage with a black Santana parked inside.

Wang Xuexin drove the Santana out and then drove the Toyota in.

While he was doing this, Hong Zongyuan took Hu Pingtao up to the second floor.

There were two large rolls of plastic film stacked in the corridor. When he walked into the room, Hu Pingtao saw hundreds of neatly stacked cardboard boxes. The labels on the outer packaging showed that they were luncheon meat and canned dace with black bean paste.

"Hurry up and lift two boxes of each type and put them on the car." Hong Zongyuan made arrangements, turned around and walked out, took out the key and opened the door next door.

That room was also filled with boxes of food, the consumer version of compressed biscuits commonly found in supermarkets.

Hu Pingtao picked up two boxes of canned luncheon meat, strode out of the room, and asked Hong Zongyuan pretending to be ignorant: "Brother Hong, are we changing cars?"

Hong Zongyuan nodded: "Yes. Put the things in the trunk of Santana... By the way, there is mineral water in the garage on the first floor. Move a box and take it with you."

More than ten minutes later, the fully equipped black Santana slowly drove out of the manor and onto the road.

…

Binhai City, command center.

Wang Yongjiang stood in front of the big screen, frowning.

In the past period of time, the situation has suddenly changed.

Six groups reported that they had missed their target.

Some were looking at Hong Zongyuan, and some were looking at Jin Shouchang. There were ten cars in total, and six of them were lost at once.

Why is this happening?

You must know that the police are experts at tracking. Even if there are too many targets to take into account, it is still reasonable to lose one or two cars. The probability of disappearance like this is more than 60%, which is simply unimaginable.

Li Shengbin trotted in from outside the command room, holding a document in his hand and panting to Wang Yongjiang: "Bureau Wang, we have checked repeatedly and no missing vehicles have been found in the monitoring area."

"What the hell!" The anxiety on Wang Yongjiang's face turned into a ferocious look in an instant. He blew out thick turbid air from his nostrils and said to himself unwillingly and eagerly: "They disappeared under our noses... Could it be that they disappeared under our noses..."
To be continued...