Unlimited lottery system of special forces

Chapter 386 Investigation Potion
Xinjinshan Alarm Center.

"Jingle Bell"

"Hello, this is the police station. Do you need any help?" A beautiful Caucasian girl sat upright and said.

"The building of the Security Service was bombed."

"Ma'am, you will go to jail for reporting false police reports."

The operator's name is Monica. Today is her first day at work, and she was quite excited when she received a call to the police just after she went to work.

Unexpectedly, the lady on the other end of the phone was a lunatic.

The security bureau was bombed?

Why don't you say that Peanutton's White House was bombed.

After Monica warned the lady on the phone, she hung up the phone directly.

"Jesse, a lunatic called just now saying that the security bureau was bombed."

"Monica, you still need to get used to it on your first day at work. There are a lot of lunatics like this."

"I see, thank you Jesse, you are such a good person." Monica nodded.

Before Jesse could speak, all the phones in the alarm center rang.

"Hello."

"The security bureau was bombed."

"Hello."

"The Security Bureau has been bombed."

After all the calls to the police were over, the operators all slumped on their chairs and looked at each other, none of them wanting to speak.

Jesse sat up straight after thinking about it, and sent the case to the Xinjinshan Police Station.

Then, he informed his superiors about it.

"Jesse, who was the first to receive this alarm call." A black aunt sat on a chair and looked at Jesse.

"Monica, she was the first one, and she said she was crazy to complain to me." Jessie said, shaking the fat on her face.

"Okay, call me Monica." The black aunt slapped the table angrily.

After Jesse sent the case to the police station.

In less than 5 minutes, the police sirens in Xinjinshan City blew all over, and police cars, together with personnel from some security departments, rushed to the scene of the explosion.

People from the Beautiful Country Intelligence Agency (cia) also received relevant reports from their subordinates.

But he didn't know where the explosion happened, so he had to call the Xinjinshan Police Station.

"What's going on? Where did the explosion happen just now?"

"Is it a terrorist attack?"

"We didn't receive any information at all."

Tate, the police chief in Xinjinshan, cursed: "Damn it! By the time you get the information, Peanutton's White House will be blown up."

"A bunch of trash." Tate managed to find the handle of the CIA gang.

Facing the phone, he scolded the CIA personnel severely: "The calls to the alarm center have been rang. According to the calls from the masses, it may be that an explosion occurred in the headquarters of the Security Bureau in Xinjinshan."

The people from the Central Intelligence Agency were dumbfounded when they heard it. After putting down the phone, they called the Xinjinshan Security Bureau.

Only then was he surprised to find that all calls had been cut off.

At this moment, the group of people in the CIA believed that something had really happened, and then hurriedly reported to the higher authorities.

In the underground laboratory of the Kelton Hotel.

Alfred walked back and forth among the ruins, for some reason, he always felt a kind of uneasiness in his heart.

"Director, judging from the residues found in the ruins, it should be a homemade bomb with great power."

"From the results of our survey, it should be that someone broke into the underground laboratory, and the target is here." The subordinate pointed to the ruins under his feet.

"At present, there should be only two people at the scene. There must be accomplices outside. The surveillance here has been artificially destroyed, and there are no valuable clues."

"What about the casino? The cameras in the casino and the hotel should not have been destroyed. We must find out the murderer of this bombing murder."

"Jingle Bell"

Alfred was about to say something when the phone in his pocket rang.

He took it out and took a look, waved his subordinates away, went to a corner and pressed the answer button.

"Mr. Minister."

"Yes, I will definitely find out the murderer and give you an explanation."

"According to the clues from the investigation, it should be that a man and a woman sneaked into the casino, gambled with Harry Myers, and finally killed Mr. Harry Myers, and they came to the underground laboratory as if they were looking for something. "

"Yes, I understand, I understand, I will definitely keep them here." Alfred nodded repeatedly.

"Stan, come here." Alfred put away the phone and called to his confidant.

"Mr. Director."

"You will restore Harry Myers last night until he died, and then take away all the storage hard drives in this laboratory. You must find out the truth about Harry Myers' murder."

"Yes, Mr. Director." Stan agreed, turned and left.

Alfred waited at the scene for a while, and Stan came over excitedly and said, "Mr. Director, I think I know the truth about Harry Myers' murder."

"What is the reason?" Alfred asked anxiously.

"According to the monitoring and staff inquiries, when Mr. Harry came back, he asked someone to send a medicine to the laboratory for testing."

Alfred waved his hand and interrupted Stan's nonsense, "I just want to know the reason."

"The thing is like this." Stan paused, and told the clues he found.

"I see, did you take the storage hard drive away?" Alfred asked.

"It's already packed." Stan nodded.

"Very well, let someone clean up, let's go back." After Alfred ordered, he walked to the side and told the minister who just called.

"Very good. From now on, you are fully responsible for this case. Once the murderer is found, even if the army is mobilized, he must be kept in the beautiful country."

"Yes."

Alfred hung up the phone, stood still and thought carefully about all the things that happened tonight.

"Agent list, Huaxia agents were killed, the hotel laboratory was bombed, and the boss was killed."

"Because of that bottle of potion?"

Alfred vaguely seemed to have grasped the reason why the hotel owner was killed, and he circled back and forth on the spot, muttering something constantly.

"Pharmaceutical, something related to pharmacy recently."

Alfred rolled his eyes up, trying hard to think about the information related to the medicine in his mind.

"Some time ago, a recovery potion suddenly appeared in the army."

"If this potion has something to do with the army's potion, why was Mr. Harry killed?"

"Stan."

"Mr. Director."

"I've given you a new mission to investigate whether the recovery potion that appeared in the army has anything to do with the potion that Mr. Harry brought."

"If there is a key person, bring him back to me." Alfred said.

"Yes!" Stan nodded, turned and left.

Alfred looked at Stan's back, still feeling a little uncomfortable.

It felt like something important was being overlooked.

(End of this chapter)