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In private, Chen Huai'an called Tian Guorong "Old Tian".

Tian Guorong didn't feel there was anything wrong with this title.

However, in public, he still showed this nominal leader sufficient respect.

They usually address him as Section Chief, or Section Chief Tian.

After all, how a person is addressed is based on their status and position.

Given Chen Huai'an's status and position, it wasn't that he looked down on him; on the contrary, calling him "Old Tian" was a sign of affection.

Because of the age difference, the older person is simply called Xiaotian.

Of course, this is a term of endearment reserved for people of higher status.

Anyone else wouldn't dare to be so disrespectful.

His subordinates all had to respectfully address him as "Section Chief".

Someone of Scarface's caliber doesn't even have the right to call him "section chief."

All of this is determined by one's status and position.

Just like in Journey to the West, when Tang Sanzang and his disciples came to Wuzhuang Temple, the two boys, Qingfeng and Mingyue, acted like servants, even picking fruit and bringing it to them as a tribute.

The Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi also addressed him as "boy" repeatedly.

He sounds like he's very young and weak.

In reality, Qingfeng is already 1320 years old, and Mingyue is already 1200 years old.

Inside the Wuzhuang Temple, if you see them and call them "boys," they won't hold a grudge against you.

However, if you see the two of them outside of Wuzhuang Temple, you should at least call them Mingyue Immortal Venerable and Qingfeng Ancestor!

Given Chen Huai'an's rank, calling him "Old Tian" is a sign of warmth and casualness, as if he were a friend.

Calling someone "section chief" outside like this is just for show, indicating that the two people's relationship is just so-so and not close.

Tian Guorong listened to the drone's detection route through headphones.

At the same time, three groups of people were arranged to surround the area from three directions.

If it were someone else, trying to ambush people in the maze-like shantytown would be impossible.

That's almost impossible.

However, with the assistance of drones, from Chen Huai'an's perspective, it was like looking at a maze from the sky.

Not only was the route clear, but the location of each person was also clearly known.

As long as the route is directed, the encirclement can be completed.

As Xu Hongchuan navigated the maze, he suddenly saw several young men in plain clothes appear about fifty or sixty meters ahead.

Some people were wearing shirts and trousers, some were wearing black mandarin jackets, and some were dressed as laborers.

Although it didn't seem like anything special, Xu Hongchuan, a seasoned veteran agent, immediately sensed something was wrong.

Especially their demeanor; they were definitely not ordinary people.

Moreover, when the others saw him, they quickened their pace.

These young people are definitely after me!

Xu Hongchuan frowned, thinking, "Oh no, we've been exposed!"

He turned and squeezed between the two dilapidated sheds on the left.

The terrain here is complicated; there are no main roads, only any passable roads!

Xu Hongchuan clearly heard hurried footsteps behind him.

It was obvious that he had suddenly changed direction, and those people had caught up with him.

Now it's 100% certain that those people are police officers, and they're here for us!

Xu Hongchuan's expression turned serious as he pulled a pistol from his waistband.

However, it wasn't for retaliation, and I never even considered firing a shot.

We are now clearly surrounded by more than ten people; firing a shot would only reveal our position.

What if the other party retaliates? Won't they kill me?

One gun against at least ten guns—the consequences are all too clear.

It's a dead end!

Moreover, if they don't fire, there's still a glimmer of hope; if they do, the crime will be confirmed!

He threw his pistol down into a drainage ditch filled with silt and black water as he walked quickly past it.

In the blink of an eye, the pistol sank to the bottom.

Unless it is seen or the water is drained, it is impossible to know that there is a pistol inside.

Xu Hongchuan had only walked thirty meters when another group of people appeared on the road ahead.

This looks like they're about to launch a full-scale manhunt!

Xu Hongchuan, relying on his keen insight and familiarity with the environment, evaded the encirclement twice in a row.

I hurried through the space between the two dilapidated houses, and it looked like I was about to leave the shantytown.

suddenly

A dark gun barrel was pressed against his temple.

A teasing voice came through the ear: "Station Chief Xu, I, Tian, ​​have been waiting here for quite some time."

Tian Guorong held a gun in his hand, a triumphant smile on his face.

It feels so good to know your opponent's escape route and wait here in advance to ambush them!

Xu Hongchuan looked at the dark muzzle of the gun and his first reaction was to breathe a sigh of relief.

He hurriedly feigned terror, raising his hands and pleading frantically, "Sir, spare me! Sir, spare me! All my money is in my pocket! Here, take it all, please spare my life!"

His face showed terror, and his voice was trembling.

Judging from his reaction, he really did seem like an ordinary person who was frightened by having a gun pointed at his head.

Moreover, a man in plainclothes was searching him.

No weapon was found, but a wooden box was found in his arms, along with twenty small yellow croakers and identification documents.

To the uninitiated, it would look like a group of armed thugs robbing a poor, ordinary person.

Tian Guorong smiled, watching the death throes' performance with great interest.

However, upon seeing the person's appearance clearly, he paused, his narrowed eyes revealing a solemn expression.

Just as Li Hui had described, it was even more serious!

The search team members immediately handed over the wooden box: "Section Chief, look...!"

Tian Guorong frowned and took out a familiar ID.

This is a certificate issued by the old police station before liberation.

Back when he was still undercover, he used his identity as a police officer to process a lot of fake documents for his comrades.

So we're extremely familiar with each other.

He opened the ID card; the name was Liu Yongkun.

Most importantly, the person on the ID is a middle-aged man I don't know.

The person in front of me had half of his face burned and was disfigured!

Now, let alone strangers, even if you find someone you know, it would probably be difficult to recognize who they are!

He looks completely different from before.

Because of the information brought back by Chen Huai'an and Lin Wan, the Public Security Bureau launched a large-scale crackdown on spies.

One of these incidents involved apprehending a task force in a warehouse.

This squad is heavily armed and equipped with high explosives.

A gunfight broke out, and the exchange of fire ignited gasoline, causing the entire warehouse to burst into flames.

Xu Hongchuan also took advantage of the fire to escape through a secret passage.

However, half of his face was also destroyed in the fire.

Fortunately, I had money and went to an unlicensed clinic for treatment.

He then went to the shantytown, which was perfect for hiding his image.

As for the documents that had been prepared beforehand, they were all thrown away.

They found a middle-aged man in the shantytown whose build matched theirs.

After secretly killing him, they took his identification.

It's common for a few people to die of illness in shantytowns.

Using the disfigurement as an excuse, he took over someone else's identity.

Tian Guorong looked at the photo on the ID and carefully compared it with the person in front of him.

It's completely unrecognizable!

His brow furrowed involuntarily: "How are we supposed to verify their identities now?"