Chapter 163 Borrowing a Road (Catching Bugs) This surrendered airplane man is himself...
Chapter 163 Borrowing the Road
Berkeley is a typical college town. The University of California, Berkeley is located in the city center. At the same time, the only police station is on Telecom Avenue not far from the campus, only one street away from the most chaotic homeless settlement.
Yan Jiuru couldn't help but sigh that Berkeley was too small.
It takes less than ten minutes to run from the police station to the high-end community near the school. The police had set up control in advance, so Jin Wudai had no chance to run.
He quietly walked past the police officer on duty who was smoking, bragging and chatting, and came to the chief's office.
He suppressed his heartache and activated another retrospective charm.
This retrospective talisman is quite powerful. With his current strength, he can only draw a high-level one occasionally. After using this one, he will only have three left in his hand.
But I can’t take care of much now.
If the traitor Yu Mousheng remains at large for one more minute, one more Xuan Guo’s hidden agent and comrade on the secret front in the United States may be sacrificed.
In fact, this is true.
The information traced back by the tracing talisman made Yan Jiuru almost break the director's desk with one punch!
From the time the police chief received the secret call to arrest Jin Wudai to the sudden FBI action, the Berkeley Police Department was only responsible for the periphery and actually had no chance to participate.
However, this does not prevent the local police chief from knowing part of the situation.
The FBI secretly arrested Jin Wudai. He only had time to ask his current wife to seek help from the Xuan Kingdom Embassy before he was secretly taken away.
His current wife is Taiwanese and doesn't even have the contact information of the Xuan Country Embassy. She just anxiously contacted friends from all sides, but failed to contact the embassy.
The Xuan Kingdom Embassy also missed the opportunity to get the news and try to rescue them in the first time.
It is not difficult to hear from the police chief’s daily conversation that Jin Wudai was brutally interrogated by the FBI after his arrest!
One can imagine how cruel the interrogation methods were, as they could make such a comrade willing to commit suicide in order to keep a secret.
People become extraordinarily calm when they are extremely angry. Yan Jiu watched the flashback scene calmly at this moment, extracting useful information from the director's daily life in the office.
Sure enough, not long after, he discovered some bad news.
One day, the fat director mentioned to someone on the phone, "The airplane guys have revealed another group of criminals. I heard they've successfully apprehended over a dozen of them."
God, guys, please be gentle, don’t kill him so quickly this time. Hahahaha~"
Yan Jiuru's tendons tensed and relaxed.
***
"Huh?" Unexpectedly, not long after that, he heard the director mention him and Chen Yin.
Yan Jiuru immediately became alert.
Fortunately, things were not what he thought.
Rather, someone in their police station discovered that Chen Yin, an international student, actually lived in such an expensive apartment. Moreover, someone provided information that she often received large sums of money, so they planned to make an excuse to "investigate" Chen Yin.
As a result, the investigation led to Michael and Jeffrey.
Upon learning that they were all agents of Feiying and Chen Yin was the "boss lady", he had no choice but to give up and even went out of his way to curry favor with Jeffrey, saying that he would take extra care of Chen Yin and so on.
If the Michael family is considered the wealthy of the old money families, then the Jeffrey family is the powerful one.
Two agents, one is rich and the other is powerful, even the police station has to be cautious in dealing with them.
It's not just the police in the United States who are like this. In fact, it's similar all over the world, and even in the three thousand worlds. People's relationships are all interconnected and built upon each other.
Yan Jiuru almost broke out in a cold sweat. He had underestimated these policemen who did nothing every day.
When the retrospective symbol came to the most recent time, Yan Jiuru caught some information from a conversation with the director: he was glad that the "plane man" had been transferred from somewhere to the "CIA safe house".
The retrospective talisman burned out, and Yan Jiuru finished the cleaning talisman and left the police station.
***
Yan Jiuru stood quietly in the dark, wanting a cigarette.
The Secret Blood Tracking Technique can trace back up to a thousand miles each time, and after activating and tracking once, it takes at least one night to fully recover.
This forced him to find a way to roughly locate the opponent's position before he could use it. In addition to the limited blood he had at hand, he also had to maintain his strength and keep an eye on the opponent as soon as he found the position.
The defectors are like dogs that have lost their homes. They will not stay in one place for a long time and their movements are irregular to prevent themselves from being found by the people sent by the Xuan Kingdom to hunt them down.
As for keeping an eye on their relatives who have moved overseas?
Haha, not to mention that Yu Mousheng came from the National Security Bureau, even ordinary policemen know that someone will be watching the family members, and at this time, all contact must be cut off.
We won’t contact each other for at least three to five years.
After thinking it over, Yan Jiuru returned to the police chief's office.
As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is often the safest.
He first took out half a tube of fresh blood from the storage ring, and used the Nether Stone to set up a secret blood tracking formation. The moment the formation was activated, Yan Jiuru muttered a spell with malicious intent and used one finger to stimulate the spiritual fire, lit a talisman, and threw it into the vessel containing the blood.
"Zila la—" Faintly, a silent scream came from somewhere far away. . . . .
Yan Jiuru sneered, and his spiritual sense followed the direction of the blood line all the way to the coast before it was cut off.
However, since we can hear the screams of the other party's soul today, we can be sure that Yu Qiangsheng is in the United States.
Judging from the direction the blood line is pointing, it should be in the CIA safe house in Virginia.
***
Yan Jiuru is not a secret agent of Xuan Country, so he doesn’t know what a safe house is, but as the name suggests, it is a place where people are hidden.
It doesn't matter if he doesn't know, the police chief will always know something.
Whether it is to eliminate traitors or to save comrades who may be exposed, Yan Jiuru must race against time.
He swept his spiritual sense and arrived at the police chief's residence a few minutes later.
The fat sheriff was snoring loudly in his sleep.
Yan Jiuru entered the bedroom.
As a result, he was not mistaken, right?
The woman in the sheriff's bed is not his wife, but his neighbor's wife, right?
Tsk tsk, Yan Jiuru then remembered that at the end of the flashback, the sheriff seemed to have mentioned that his wife and the children were on vacation.
Haha, so, he took the opportunity to have sex with the wife of the guy next door...
***
The information obtained from soul searching is clearer and more comprehensive than that from the backtracking talisman.
When Yan Jiuru came out of the sheriff's house, he had a general idea of the scope of the CIA safe house.
Of course, the specific location of the safe house must be kept secret.
Even though everyone knew that it was near the CIA headquarters, one can imagine how difficult it would be to rescue a person who was specially hidden by the FBI in a city with a population of one million.
Yan Jiuru also learned that based on the intelligence provided by Yu Qiangsheng, the FBI had arrested more than 30 Xuan State agents and intelligence personnel in just half a year, of whom more than a dozen died during the arrest and interrogation!
What’s even more ironic is that in the sheriff’s memory, the surrendered pilot called the CIA to surrender himself!
So much so that the CIA couldn't believe it at first.
Although the female spy who instigated his defection informed the CIA in advance, the CIA still couldn't believe it: the highest-ranking officer of the Americas Intelligence Department of Xuan Country's Security Department actually came to surrender?
Therefore, in order to "express his sincerity", Yu Qiangsheng sold out Jin Wudai as the biggest bargaining chip.
Because of this, regardless of whether it was true or false, he received the fastest support and transfer in CIA history.
***
It was already early morning when Yan Jiuru returned to his school apartment.
After running around all night, he had never felt so tired before, not physically, but mentally.
In order to recover as quickly as possible, he even consumed several spirit stones! These were the ones he exchanged from the Netherworld, and each one he used was one less!
The next day, Yan Jiuru took the opportunity to visit the school before reporting for school. He quickly found a map of the United States in the library and saw at a glance that Berkeley and Virginia spanned the North American continent and were basically the two ends of a diagonal line!
Even the straight-line distance in the air is nearly four thousand kilometers!
How he could travel 4,000 kilometers to the safe house without being noticed was a difficult problem.
I tried to buy a plane ticket but was directly rejected by Yan Jiuru.
If Yu Qiangsheng was eliminated by him, the CIA would probably check all the people who had been to Virginia in the past few days. It would seem too coincidental that he had been there, which would be very detrimental to his and his family's study and life in the United States.
Moreover, if the other party attacks, all flights leaving Virginia will probably be unable to take off.
How to come back became a new problem.
After much thought, Yan Jiuru decided that the fastest way to get there was to take the Netherworld Road, and most importantly, it would not leave any traces.
But before taking action, Yan Jiuru locked himself in the study again and spent most of the night drawing talismans.
***
That night, Yan Jiuru whispered to Chen Yin, "Don't go out tonight. No matter what you feel, don't go out. Remember!"
Yan Jiuru closed the doors and windows, activated a golden bell talisman to cover the house invisibly, and found a place behind the house to set up a formation to block out the noise and bustle of the outside world.
The ceremony begins!
The cold wind makes people feel cold even on a slightly hot summer night.
Yan Jiuru stood like a pine tree, silently looking towards somewhere in the dark night.
After about two quarters of an hour, a door finally opened in the void.
The ghost messenger who arrived late looked over with dissatisfaction, wanting to know who was so tactless as to go to so much trouble to summon him.
Then, after looking carefully, he saw that it was the big shot who was on good terms with the Emperor of Fengdu.
This guy is said to be the most powerful old devil here!
He didn't dare to show his temper with this person.
The ghost messenger quickly put on a warm smile and asked, "How are you, sir?"
Yan Jiuru hummed, somewhat dissatisfied with his late arrival.
"Ahem, Your Excellency, you may not know that this place is quite far away, and I was delayed a bit on the way..."
Yan Jiuru didn't waste any time talking to him, and stepped into the Netherworld Gate, leaving behind a sentence: "I'm in a hurry, hurry up, otherwise..."
"Hey, hey, hey, here I come, here I come!" The ghost messenger responded very quickly.
He could tell that this person was in a bad mood today and was not as easy to deal with as last time.
***
Although the underworld and this world have some common intersections, they are not actually the same interface.
In other words, the Netherworld is connected to the Dark World of the Three Thousand Worlds, and is much larger than the average big world.
Yan Jiuru took the route through the underworld, and even with the help of a ghost messenger, it still took him nearly two hours to reach the place he had initially determined.
The ghost messenger thought that yin and yang were unrelated, so he didn't ask him what he was doing. He just waited after sending the person away. When the big devil wanted to go back, he would just send him back.
Yan Jiuru didn't have time to deal with him for the time being, so he quickly released his spiritual sense to determine his location.
Fortunately, this is the capital of Virginia.
Yan Jiuru immediately took advantage of the Netherworld Gate to perform the Secret Blood Tracking Technique again!
This time, even the ghost heard the screams of the soul.
What all ghosts fear most is the torture of their souls. When they feel that, the ghost will kneel down on the ground, trembling, and the ghost will hardly be able to maintain his body shape.
Yan Jiuru didn't even bother to look at him. He raised his chin slightly and instructed, "I need to determine this person's exact location. The sooner the better!"
"Yes... yes!" The ghost received the order and crawled to follow the blood line.
What yin and yang are irrelevant, they were thrown into the Pacific Ocean long ago.
Yan Jiuru snorted coldly as he looked at the ghost's back. If his lateness delayed important matters, he would see how he would deal with this ghost!
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