Liquid nitrogen is not a rare thing, but it takes two or three minutes to produce. The police don't usually have this stuff on hand. It is usually stored in biopharmaceuticals, veterinary hospitals, and other hospitals. Director Li quickly contacted one and it was delivered in a dozen minutes.
While waiting, the tent has been sealed. Once there is a toxic gas leak, there are other ways to remedy the situation. Bai Song mentioned a solution that allows you to open a small window in the glass first, and then widen it after the gas test is qualified. It is not difficult to seal it either, and it can be temporarily sealed with a low-temperature resistant sticker.
"The group of people you arrested was really a big deal. I haven't handled this kind of case in many years." Director Sun took out a pack of cigarettes, took one out and handed it to Bai Song: "Captain Bai, judging from your age, you must be under 25, right?"
"Thank you, Director Sun, I don't smoke." Bai Song waved his hand quickly: "Well, I'm 23 years old."
"Hmm?" Director Sun's hand shook as he lit the cigarette. "23?"
"Yes..." Bai Song touched his head: "But I have been working for two years..."
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"It's a big city after all... Our bureau received the intelligence since we went to that yard this morning. I saw it all from beginning to end. It's true that heroes emerge from young people." Director Sun sighed lightly and took a puff of his cigarette.
"You're too kind." Bai Song was a little embarrassed: "By the way, Director Sun, how are we going to deal with the base under the bridge?"
"Well, the city has already dispatched a ship crane to salvage the entire vessel, and another one will be dispatched soon. In recent years, the country has vigorously developed wind power projects. The construction of offshore wind turbines requires a lot of thousand-ton ship cranes. We have a ship crane production line near the Yangtze River." Director Sun said, "The only drawback is that the passing capacity of several bridge tunnels here is not enough. The technicians analyzed it and decided that two 300-ton ship cranes would be enough."
"Hmm." Bai Song knew that professional matters should be left to professionals, so he approved of this analysis. "Is there anyone down there?"
"There should be, but I'm not sure." Director Sun flicked the ash from his cigarette and said, "You know, our equipment is sometimes not as professional as theirs."
"The scene over there is quite big. It's a pity that I can't see it with my own eyes." Bai Song said this, but he actually didn't feel that way. His mind was full of the situation in the submarine.
Bai Song didn't want to think about anything else now. He was basically thinking about the things here. The base under the bridge, the base in the village, and the ship with sonar on the water, Bai Song didn't think too much about it...
Director Sun naturally understood what Bai Song was thinking. He didn't say anything, put out his cigarette, and went out to make a phone call.
Baisong's plan has been optimized, and Baisong is not sure how it was implemented specifically, but liquid nitrogen will still be used.
While waiting, Bai Song became more and more impatient. The feeling was completely different from when he just discovered the submarine from the active sonar.
Feng Yiling is such a cautious person. Even if she can bribe some people, sonar is not really that precious. Why would she drive a submarine around?
Shouldn't we stop earlier, get ashore and then escape when we reach the waters that the police don't control? This waterway can only be used for hiding in normal times. If we are really caught, it would be the most dangerous.
Feng Yiling probably wouldn't dare to drive his submarine past the hydrological station so brazenly...
So, Feng Yiling surfaced from the underwater base an hour ago, then left the submarine and went ashore, and then set the submarine to remote control or automatic driving?
If that was really the case, the moment we discovered the base, we would have checked the nearby surveillance and continued to search for it. There would still be hope. But now the difficulty has increased dramatically.
However, after Bai Song arrived at the bridge, although he told Captain Liu about this matter, and Captain Liu also reported this clue to his superiors and shared intelligence as soon as possible, still not many people took it seriously.
In fact, the moment Bai Song identified the underwater base, it was still in time. If a large-scale search of nearby surveillance was conducted at that time, clues could be found.
But now, if there is really no one in the submarine, then... the time difference is widened by another hour?
With a time difference of one hour, it is really difficult to catch up with him, and we can basically say that we have lost him.
"Captain Bai, what are you thinking about?" Director Sun came over again: "Liquid nitrogen will be here soon."
"Yes, Director Sun, I'm fine." Bai Song regained his composure and said, "Excuse me, what's going on over there?"
"There must be someone down there. It's a bit of a hassle. Five minutes ago, when our divers went down to explore, the underwater base stopped draining water and started storing water. It seems that they wanted to increase their own weight. However, they were discovered while storing water, and then our people blocked the water storage hole.
After that, there should be a small passage in the underwater base, which may be used for sewage discharge. A few minutes ago, it started to scatter money. "Director Sun laughed and said, "It is estimated that millions of dollars were scattered, but most of them were intercepted and the hole was blocked."
"Throwing money?" Bai Song felt something was not good when he heard that the base was storing water. When he heard about scattering money, his face gradually turned pale.
"Well, I estimate that there will be 100,000 or 200,000 tickets floating here. They are too scattered, so we can't pick them up one by one." Director Sun saw Bai Song's expression and asked with concern: "Captain Bai, are you okay?"
"Thank you, Director Sun. I just think that the underwater base's stubborn resistance may indicate a problem." Bai Song bit his lower lip and said, "The people are still on the run and have not been caught."
At this time, Bai Song had no interest in money or anything like that.
Director Sun frowned, looked in the direction of the shed, turned and walked over.
At this time, the relevant personnel had entered the tent and started the "violent" demolition.
The front windshield of a car is a relatively strong glass. If you pour a basin of liquid nitrogen on it (imitation is strictly prohibited!), the glass will not break. However, at this time, just throwing an apple at it will break the glass.
The glass of a civilian submarine was just like that and was smashed open quickly.
There was no poison gas to worry about.
There is no one either.
There were no bodies either.
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Director Sun left the place with a grim face, picked up the phone and started to report.
Bai Song had made all the mental preparations and could still accept this result. He was not too curious about what was in the submarine and left the scene quietly.
No one paid attention to Bai Song. The focus of the scene was not on him at this moment.
However, no one knew that at this moment, Bai Song’s mobile phone received another text message.
"301 Youlai Inn, Weilai Road, Mengqi District, bring your team and come quickly. Delete after reading."
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