At 3 p.m., Gao Ang was startled by the group of people who went directly to the island.
It wasn't that I was scared, but rather a little surprised.
Cao Kun, Xia Weiwei, even Section Chief Zhang, Wan Xinyue (also known as Lao Wan), and his senior sister Du Yibing.
Everyone he knew, everyone he didn't know, and everyone he'd met even once, came.
What are you doing here?
Dozens of people crowded his already small landing spot on Changying Island.
"I don't know. The bureau gave me orders to come here on vacation. Who knows what's going on?"
Cao Kun was also dumbfounded; this was the first time he had received such a field mission order.
"I was instructed by the old man to accompany you to Beijing."
Du Yibing seemed to have sensed something, and his expression became slightly serious.
Section Chief Zhang, however, was quite interesting. He hesitated for a moment, scratched his head several times, then pushed aside the person blocking his way, ran over, and whispered, "The bureau's idea is to ask you to cooperate a bit, but I don't think this trip to Beijing will bring anything good."
After saying that, he gritted his teeth and stood back in his original spot.
Wan Xinyue said nothing, just looked at him quietly, the moisture in her eyes seeming to betray her inner feelings.
She's not stupid; with such a huge commotion, how could she not know that this man has gotten into trouble?
Similarly, Gao Ang is not stupid.
He was just a little unaccustomed to suddenly meeting so many familiar faces.
After listening to his senior sister's words, he basically understood the gist of it.
Add to that the people standing behind them, their belongings, and the sounds coming from their earpieces...
Moreover, there were people underwater...
There were not only people, but also equipment.
This looks like a strategy to surround and eliminate the big boss.
"It's alright, everyone go home and find your mothers. I'm heading to Beijing now."
Having basically understood the purpose of bringing these people here, Gao Ang waved his hand, telling them to go home.
"Your Excellency, didn't you notice anything unusual?"
"Sir, you said you wouldn't listen to your family's or friends' chat logs..."
"...Okay, it's mine!"
Gao Ang gave a wry smile; this time, he had truly shot himself in the foot.
Whether it's Bureau 303 or that general, contacting so many people would definitely require a significant undertaking.
If he had Chitose monitoring these people, he would definitely have noticed something.
Whether it was because the person behind the scenes knew about his plan or because he stumbled upon it by sheer luck, he ended up suffering a major setback.
"What are you still standing there for? Let's go!"
He snapped his fingers, showing no awareness of being a person whose freedom was restricted, and walked towards the motorboats moored at the dock.
"Mr. Gao, please board our ship."
Ang Gao turned around and glanced at the person who spoke. "Brother, don't worry, I won't run away. I said I'm going to the capital, and I mean it."
The man thought for a moment, remembering the officer's words of "please" before he arrived, and sighed, "We don't mean to make things difficult for Mr. Gao, but we mainly need to protect your safety."
Protect my safety?
Gao Ang raised an eyebrow. It seemed that the "Heavenly Punishment" operation had attracted the attention of some people abroad, and the higher-ups were worried that he might be in danger, so they were protecting him in advance.
That doesn't make sense either. If it's to protect him, there's no need to involve so many people.
Then there must be other reasons to be wary of him?
That's possible, after all, the power of the Sword of Justice is quite frightening.
Indeed, don't be pretentious, or you'll get struck by lightning!
"Then, let's go."
He waved and told Qian Sui to take good care of Xiao Hua, then got on the motorboat.
Upon arriving at Changming Island, we were surprised to find that there were even helicopters there.
"Not driving?"
"Without driving, take a helicopter to the nearest military airport, then board a military plane and fly directly to Kyoto."
"Okay, I'll do as you say. Do we have to hand over our phones?"
"No need, Mr. Gao, please make yourself at home!"
Gao Ang smiled slightly and put his phone back into his pocket.
Judging from this, things haven't really gotten too bad; both sides are still leaving room for maneuver.
Of the group from earlier, only Du Yibing and Section Chief Zhang followed; the others were left behind.
Why didn't Xia Weiwei come along?
Gao Ang was asking about his senior sister, Du Yibing.
"What's she doing here? Do you think this is a vacation? Tell me, what happened this time?"
Du Yibing changed his posture and asked very seriously.
“I don’t know either. There must be a problem somewhere. The higher-ups…” Gao Ang pointed to the top of his head, “maybe they have some misunderstanding about me.”
"Misunderstanding? What's wrong with you now? Did you kill someone again?"
Good heavens, Gao Ang is truly amazing! Is this senior sister a great prophet? She hit the nail on the head with just one sentence.
Ultimately, it's quite possible that he went too far in killing people, using somewhat extreme methods, which drew the attention of higher authorities.
"What nonsense are you talking about..."
He raised his hands behind his head, leaned against the helicopter's metal arm, and waited quietly for the helicopter to take off.
"Alright, you've grown up, you've got wings now. Just wait for the old man to come and deal with you."
Du Yibing realized that Gao Gao was truly at a loss.
Back then, she could still put on the airs of a senior sister and intimidate this kid.
But lately, this kid has gone too far, seen more of the world, and isn't buying her act anymore.
Gao Ang could only respond with a wry smile. He couldn't tell the truth, nor did he want to lie to her, so he could only remain silent.
The helicopter took the shortest route to a military airport, and after an emergency boarding, the group flew back to Kyoto.
Less than an hour later, the group landed at Nanyuan Airport.
Another helicopter awaited them.
The place where they landed was familiar; it was the same military camp.
He was greeted by the same general.
As for Du Yibing and Section Chief Zhang, they parted ways with him at the airport.
"Sir, isn't this all unnecessary?"
Upon meeting, Gao Ang immediately launched into a accusation.
"Of course it's necessary. You are now our national treasure. You have made great achievements in pharmaceutical research, artificial intelligence, and even new energy. You deserve such security measures."
The officer was still trying to evade the issue.
"Alright, alright, I'm not going to beat around the bush with you," Gao Ang waved his hand. Talking to these people was exhausting, like solving riddles, and there was never any satisfaction. "Let's just get straight to the point. I didn't do it, but I can give you some clues."
"It's no use telling me; you need to convince others. Let's go."
The officer led him in an elevator to an underground space.
Then we took an underground special train, which took nearly twenty minutes to reach our destination.
The officer didn't tell him where they were, but Gao Ang understood that they had left the capital and arrived at a famous military parade site on the grasslands.
This place is not only a venue for military parades, but also a state-of-the-art combat training base.
There weren't many people in the conference room. Besides Gao Ang, the general, there were only two other people, both middle-aged or elderly men with three stars on their badges.
In front of the generals, Gao Ang could still laugh and joke, but here, he unconsciously became serious.
"Have a seat, let's chat casually."
One of the elderly men pointed to the chair, picked up his teacup, and took a sip of tea.
Gao Ang was a little reserved, only daring to sit halfway down. "I wonder, what brings you here, boy?"
He asked a question tentatively first.
"The Sword of Justice".
The other elderly man, who was more serious, simply said those four words.
"That scam website?"
Gao Feng started to dodge the question.
"How did it become a website that scams people? Young man, you're not being honest!"
The old man who spoke first nodded at him with a smile.
"That deceptive website you mentioned did something big today. Of all the people they named, except for one who repented as they claimed, the rest were all silenced."
"More importantly, they even managed to mobilize a defunct satellite."
The three officers stared intently at Gao Ang, observing his every move.
Besides the conversation in the conference room, there was a group of people next door observing Gao Zhi's every move.
"Breathing is normal."
"Pulse and heartbeat are normal."
"Brainwave frequency is normal!"
"The more normal something is, the more abnormal it is. Wouldn't a normal person be surprised to hear this kind of news?"
...
The actions and conversations of the people next door were all within a highly controllable range.
He never intended to do much to hide it.
"Yes, I know about this news, and I also believe they deserved to die, but what does it have to do with me?"
He spread his hands and continued, "You don't think that just because I know a little computer technology and created Dragon Brain One, I can turn the world upside down, do you? I'm not that arrogant. Yes, I'm a bit of a radical, or rather, within my own sphere of influence, I also want to kill these people, but is it really necessary?"
"It's necessary, because they offended you. They went to arrest your older brother, Gao Yuan. Based on our analysis of you, you're extremely protective of your own. Back in high school, someone beat up your friend while playing soccer, and you used your exam answers as leverage to gather nearly two hundred people from your grade and beat that guy until he knelt before Director Zhang of the disciplinary office, begging for mercy. Isn't that your proud style?"
Hearing the officer's words, Gao Ang awkwardly touched his nose. "Sir, these are all old stories. Let's not talk about them anymore. It's embarrassing."
"Don't try to evade the issue."
The stern old man glared with his tiger-like eyes, exuding an imposing aura without anger.
"I said I didn't do it, but you don't believe me. Fine, I'll say I did it, okay?"
"Specific steps."
"That's easy, just let Dragon Brain One operate it."
"Be serious!"
The stern old man lost his temper again.
The officer quickly intervened to smooth things over, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, take care of yourself," turning his gaze to Gao Ang, "Xiao Gao, listen to my advice, don't act so impulsively. What you're doing is putting us in a difficult position. You don't know, with just that one satellite, the whole world's attention has been focused on our country. Everyone in the world knows that Dongguo is number one in satellite recovery. Aren't you afraid of leaks? Right after that satellite crashed, diplomats from many countries started protesting. Do you know how much diplomatic pressure this has put on us?"
"No, I just said it offhand. You don't actually think I did it, do you?"
Gao Ang stared wide-eyed and asked in an incredulous tone.
The monitoring room next door.
"My heartbeat started to fluctuate."
"Rapid breathing."
"Abnormal changes in brain waves."
"It seems they've gone too far. Could it really not be him? Let's continue to observe."
...
“I studied law, so of course I know these people deserve to die. But their deaths must be decided by law enforcement agencies. No individual or organization has the authority to carry out the execution, right? Also, as I just told this leader, I have suspects, and I've even packed up the materials. But you, the moment you meet me, you suspect me of the crime. Isn't that incredibly unfair?”
Gao Feng instantly became a drama queen, so excited he almost stood up.
He waved his hands wildly, spitting everywhere.
The people next door thought he was being framed.
"Suspect? Who?"
The old man who spoke first waved his hand, signaling the other two not to speak yet.
"I don't know, I'm thirsty."
The old man smiled and made a gesture.
Immediately, a soldier brought in a glass of water.
"No, I only drink iced cola, and it has to be Pepsi. I don't drink Coca-Cola."
"Hey, you little rascal..."
The stern old man was furious; he froze, about to explode in anger.
But the old man stopped him, saying, "Get it for him, the cafeteria should have it, right?"
Not long after, the canned frozen Pepsi Cola was delivered. Fearing he would cause trouble again, they sent him a whole case.
"Can you say it now?"
"I don't know who it is, but I can give you a direction."
After rummaging in his pocket for a while, Gao Ang pulled out a USB drive. "This contains all of that person's information. His computer skills are top-notch; I couldn't track him down at all. Moreover, he hacked into the Shanghai Municipal Public Security Bureau, leaving behind this trail of traces. I still haven't deciphered its specific meaning. And as far as I know, he's been monitoring me for a long time; I only discovered it later..."
With a flurry of activity, Gao Ang pointed all the clues to the person who had initially sent someone to monitor him.
How can you make him admit that the Sword of Justice belongs to him?
impossible!
He's well aware of the dangers this thing poses. To put it mildly, it disrupts global stability; to put it more seriously, it's an extremist organization, no different from those who readily behead people.
He knew this too, which is why he stubbornly refused to admit it.
As long as you don't admit it and clear your name, nothing will happen, and everyone can easily explain themselves.
If they admit it, then things will get complicated.
From both a moral and logical standpoint, there was no way to resolve this amicably. The only way out was that if he didn't want to lose his freedom, he had to change his ways and start anew.
Family, friends, and so on may all be lost.
Therefore, he must insist that the person who sent people to monitor him is the mastermind behind the sword of justice.
The people next door came in and took away the USB drive that Gao had left on the table, leaving only the few of them in the conference room.
The atmosphere was slightly awkward.
If Gao Feng really wasn't the mastermind behind the Sword of Justice...
"Ahem, it's like this, Mr. Gao. As you know, you're a real treasure now. There are countless people and organizations watching you, both domestically and internationally. So... we invited you here this time to protect you, yes, just to protect you, nothing else!"
The officer looked around and noticed that the two old men were both taking notes, so he could only step forward and make small talk.
Gao Feng remained unmoved by the officer's words; he could neither appear relaxed nor overly tense.
The people next door were keeping a close eye on him, which made things quite difficult for him.
"Can I leave now?"
"Don't rush. We've gone to great lengths to get you here, so let's have a good chat."
comminicate?
What's there to talk about? Do these people have some other tricks up their sleeves?
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