Chapter 822 - 366: What Are We_2

Chapter 822: Chapter 366: What Are We_2

"Mr. Qiao, it’s not a deep relationship, just an ordinary friend. I have her contact information."

Hearing Qiao Jianchang call her name, Chen Zhiyu quickly stepped up, lowering her head in surprise and earnestly reporting to the leader.

"Well, since there’s this relationship, we need to use it. Contact her as soon as possible, sound out her intentions. If there are any requests, the bureau will support you."

"Yes, Mr. Qiao, I’ll do it right away!"

Chen Zhiyu nodded vigorously like a chick pecking at rice.

As soon as the leader finished the discussion, Qin Xingfeng and Qi Dasheng prepared to escort them in retreat.

Unexpectedly, Gu Ji suddenly interrupted the two at this moment, "Mr. Qiao, I have something to say, but I’m not sure if I should."

"Gu Ji!"

Qin Xingfeng couldn’t help but call out.

Originally, he had some disagreements with Gu Ji’s proposal in the meeting room, and he didn’t expect him to speak suddenly now.

After all, as a Special Service Bureau security officer, their sole responsibility is to ensure the leader’s safety, not to involve themselves in other matters.

Chen Zhiyu stretched out her little hand from behind, secretly pulling on the corner of his clothes, also gesturing for him not to speak carelessly.

After all, they were discussing national security internal tasks, and Gu Ji, being a SWAT officer, didn’t understand the intelligence system’s work at all.

Moreover, Qiao Jianchang is strict and fair.

Even if he had praised Gu Ji earlier, he would still reprimand him if he said something wrong.

If this were conveyed to the leadership of Wu Province, it would definitely affect Gu Ji’s future police career.

Qiao Jianchang showed no change on the surface, yet his tone suggested mild surprise.

"Oh? Let’s hear it."

"Mr. Qiao, the cooperation between member 7472 and the Japan Cabinet isn’t a secret. After the live broadcast event, countless intelligence organizations will inevitably try to approach ’Jian Na.’ Therefore, the Japanese side, to protect its interests, will certainly control her, cutting off contact with the outside world, or simply..."

"No way? Would they do something so foolish?"

After hearing Gu Ji’s analysis, Mr. Zhang beside the director was the first to query.

"Theoretically, no. But the theme of this meeting is against the 7472 unit, and to gain the upper hand when the final decision is made, I guess the Japanese side has already controlled ’Jian Na.’ Since they’ve already offended 7472, they might just go all the way."

Gu Ji’s last words brought a gleam to the eyes of Qiao Jianchang and others.

It’s not that they couldn’t think of this; it’s just that they were still in shock from the 7472 unit’s live broadcast. Gu Ji, being the mastermind behind this event, was looking at the broader picture from a god-like perspective, naturally arriving at such a conclusion with ease.

The reason Gu Ji said what he did—

On one hand, he wanted to leave a good impression on national security for possible future cooperation;

On the other hand, he hoped to use the national security forces to help Jian Na escape safely.

Because if the Japanese side truly decides to execute Jian Na, the methods will be all-encompassing, and relying solely on her and Wa Xueming might not be sufficient.

"Immediately check the list of accompanying personnel from Japan this time."

"Yes, sir."

Mr. Zhang nodded in a hurry, pulling out his phone to start dialing.

"Impressive, at such a young age and already so proficient in assessing and analyzing information. Which department of the Special Service Bureau are you from?"

Clearly, Qiao Jianchang was very satisfied with Gu Ji’s suggestions and even began to inquire about his work background.

This caught Liao Yunqing and Wang Yujun by surprise.

Others might not know, but they were well aware that if Qiao Jianchang said such things, he must have grown fond of this talent.

"Mr. Qiao, I’m not from the Special Service Bureau; I’m from Ningzhou City Bureau, serving as a SWAT officer."

Gu Ji awkwardly scratched his head.

But the one more embarrassed was Qin Xingfeng.

He worked hard to protect the leader, only for the limelight to be stolen by a non-specialized SWAT officer.

Seeing Qiao Jianchang’s surprise, Liao Yunqing immediately smiled and explained a few things.

Hearing that Gu Ji had cooperated many times with the Fifteenth Bureau personnel in executing tasks, Qiao Jianchang couldn’t help but nod again, his eyes betraying thoughts unknown.

"Director, if you don’t give the order now, we’ll miss our chance!"

"But..."

Meanwhile, as the Japan Cabinet Intelligence Room personnel left the venue and got into their car,

Moriyama Harumi continually urged the intelligence director to order Jian Na’s execution, yet this old man dared not make a decision.

"Doing this would mean thoroughly offending 7472. Should they retaliate, the losses would outweigh the gains..."

"Director, I’ve already had her stripped of all communication devices, cutting off her contact with the outside. As long as we eliminate her now, no one will know. But if we let her out, then we’d truly offend 7472!"

Moriyama Harumi continued to coax the director.

The intelligence director hesitated for a moment before waving his hand, "You handle it yourself!"

"Cough! Director!"

Moriyama Harumi knew clearly that the director’s actions aimed to shirk responsibility, but she didn’t care. Calmly, she took out her phone, and once the signal connected, she ordered, "Take action!"

"Huff... Suffocating me!"

In Brasilia, inside a room, Baron confirmed the broadcast had been interrupted, finally removing his hood and greedily gasping for fresh air.

Seeing Yasen approach, he smugly grinned:

"How was my live broadcast just now? Pretty cool, right?"

"Cool indeed, though some things you said were a bit too high-profile. But at least it proved our innocence."

"That’s exactly the effect I wanted! We must show these petty minds our power so they treat us equally!"

"But haven’t you considered that some intelligence agencies might secretly target us?"

Yasen’s words suddenly made Baron recall something.

His face changed dramatically, "Oh my God! It’s bad; we have a team member whose identity is public within the Japan Cabinet system!"

"Cough! Cough!"

Romania, Fatru Hotel.

Inside a room, Jian Na listened to the Special Service security outside respond twice. Initially, the entire room fell silent.

Her intuition told her things were not looking good!

"Ms. Jian Na, Mr. Senyama asked me to deliver a document. There’s an internal meeting you need to attend immediately!"

Outside the room, a Japanese Special Service officer in a suit spoke while stepping on the carpet, heading from the suite living room to Jian Na’s bedroom.

Yet as he spoke, his right hand, unbeknownst to anyone, pulled out a transparent fine tubular syringe from his pocket, removing its plastic safety cap, exposing the gleaming needle.

But no response came from inside the room despite his calls.

"Ms. Jian Na? Jian Na? Damn it..."

The Japanese Special Service officer cursed quietly, initially intending to use a key to unlock the door.

In that instant, the door suddenly swung open. A silhouette sprang out, arms coiling around the officer’s neck like a snake hunting a rabbit, instantly strangling and yanking downwards, executing a guillotine move.

"Urgh..."

The Japanese officer, strangled at the neck, barely breathed, and trapped by the guillotine, it was almost impossible to break free. In panic, he desperately wielded the syringe, stabbing at the silhouette.

Yet all of this was observed by the opponent.

In the midst of crisis, the silhouette moved even faster, kicking the door frame, leveraging to send both flying.

In mid-air, she clamped the officer’s syringe-gripping wrist tightly, her legs twisting into scissors, threading through the arm, pressing one leg on the chest, the other on the neck, resulting in a direct drop.

Flying armbar

Crack!

"Ah!"

The moment they landed, the silhouette forcefully snapped the Japanese officer’s elbow joint. All he managed was a pained scream before the syringe was snatched away, flashed coldly, and plunged into his neck, "Splat!"

"Hoo, hehe..."

As the transparent medication entered the body, the Japanese officer soon lost consciousness, lying limp and dead. Only then did she exhale in relief, tidying her hair in disarray, revealing a beautiful face—it was Jian Na!