Chapter 3 Non -Rebirth

Sitting in the old Santana, Chu Yu finally understood why the Public Affairs Safety Supervision Bureau could never recruit people.

After all, it is a special secret organization. He wouldn't complain even if they got a Wuling.

This broken Santana, which has been sold at least three times, should have been scrapped several years ago. Everything except the horn makes noises. It easily falls apart when going over a speed bump, and my head almost hit the roof.

Although the department was poor, it was still very efficient. After Meng Yong gave the instructions, within thirty minutes, all three generations of Wang Fan's ancestors were dug out.

Originally they were planning to observe secretly for a while before making a decision, but one thing in the information caught the attention of Chu Yu and Meng Yong.

That is, every night Wang Fan would drive to the Xijiao river alone and stay there for more than two hours.

There are few people living along the river in the western suburbs, and it is summer, so there are mosquitoes everywhere in the wild. A normal person would never stay there so late at night.

He is worth over 100 million yuan, but instead of going to nightclubs or giving gifts to female anchors in the middle of the night, he goes to the wild to feed mosquitoes. Isn't this mentally ill?

In short, Wang Fan had too many abnormal behaviors, and Meng Yong finally gave the order based on his intuition to take the man back first.

This means that the surveillance mission, which had almost no risk, was upgraded to a "capture" operation.

Although it is not certain whether Wang Fan is related to the Class A incident, the risk factor has increased dramatically.

However, Chu Yu did not back down, because he wanted to find an answer to figure out why Gao Xiaoxi, the little girl adopted by Wang Fan, appeared in his dream.

No matter how terrible a Type A event was, it was far less terrifying than a never-ending nightmare.

In addition to Chu Yu, also accompanying him was Old Sun, who is Sun Minhui, a veteran in the prison.

To be on the safe side, there were two cars following one kilometer away, and in the cars sat a tactical support team of six people. Of course, they were also driving two rattling and broken Santanas.

Sun Minhui is in his early forties and is the least popular person in the Nangang branch. He is also the one with the most seniority besides Meng Yong.

Although he was wearing digital camouflage combat uniform, Sun Minhui looked sloppy.

Not only does he have an unshaven beard, his hair is also a mess and his face is full of fat, as if he is afraid that others will misunderstand him as a good person.

Chu Yu had heard Meng Yong mention this before, saying that Lao Sun entered the Public Affairs Safety Supervision Bureau when he was less than 20 years old. He received many commendations and awards, but also many disciplinary actions. In short, he has been doing this for more than 20 years.

Not to mention a high-risk department like the Class A Incident Group, even if he were in another company, he should have been promoted long ago based on his more than 20 years of experience.

But Lao Sun has always been at the grassroots level. Even if the transfer order comes down, this guy will refuse for various reasons, and no one knows the reason.

Chu Yu has always had some complaints about Sun Minhui.

First of all, this guy has a mean mouth and is always talking nonsense. He always makes some sarcastic remarks when he sees female colleagues.

Secondly, Old Sun always puts on an experienced look all day long and scolds anyone he sees except Meng Yong.

Especially when there were young newcomers, Sun Minhui's face was full of disgust, as if he wanted them to pack up and leave immediately, as if he couldn't stand any young people.

As for other minor flaws, there were many of them. In short, Chu Yu didn't like this person very much.

All the way out of the city, Lao Sun's mouth was never idle. Whenever he saw a nice car, he would curse it. If he met a male driver, he would say that the driver was a stupid rich man. If he met a female car owner, he would say that the girl was a mistress.

Chu Yu looked sideways frequently, always feeling that this guy was not anti-rich, but had a bit of antisocial personality disorder.

Outside the city, there were fewer cars, and seeing that there was nothing to scold, Old Sun began to blame Meng Yong.

"What the hell is wrong with Old Meng? This fat guy named Wang Fan is obviously abnormal." Old Sun turned his head to look at Chu Yu and said in a gloomy tone, "What are you doing here, a data analyzer? It's okay if you die, but don't hold me back when the time comes."

Chu Yu snorted coldly, "I can take care of myself, just take care of yourself."

Old Sun was amused. "Boy, do you know why I hate you the most in our department?"

Chu Yu shrugged, "Because you are jealous that I am younger and more handsome than you?"

"Because you are the only one who dares to talk back to me."

Chu Yu rolled his eyes and was too lazy to respond.

Old Sun laughed sinisterly, "Hehe, when we get to the scene, if something unexpected happens, don't blame me for not helping you. It's because you look so annoying."

"See, I told you that you were jealous of my looks." Chu Yu sneered but muttered to himself.

Based on his understanding of Lao Sun, this bastard might really watch him die without helping.

Old Sun lit a cigarette and drove on his own.

After arriving at the western suburbs, the two got out of the car and ran towards the river with their backs bent.

Chu Yu lowered his body and discovered a very interesting phenomenon, that is, Lao Sun would always stand in front of him intentionally or unintentionally.

However, Chu Yu did not think much about it, but he became more and more nervous.

After all, this was his first mission, and it would be a lie to say he wasn't nervous.

But when the two ran to the river, they found that there was not even a ghost.

Old Sun took out a night vision goggles from his combat bag, observed for a while and then cursed.

"Didn't they say that fat guy would show up at 11pm? How come I didn't even see a hair of him?"

Chu Yu was about to speak when he heard the roar of an engine in the distance.

Old Sun's expression changed. He grabbed Chu Yu by the collar and dived into the bushes.

Looking at the lights that were getting closer and closer, Chu Yu's nerves were tense and his breathing became more and more rapid.

After more than ten seconds, a Porsche 911 stopped by the river.

Chu Yu's heart was beating wildly.

The information was correct. The fat young man in the Porsche 911 was none other than the local young rich man Wang Fan!

Chu Yu involuntarily turned his head to look at Lao Sun beside him. After looking over, he suddenly discovered something that surprised him.

Old Sun's current state was like a leopard hiding in the dark, waiting for its prey. His eyes were slightly narrowed, and Chu Yu couldn't even feel his breathing. His whole body exuded an inexplicably palpitating aura, and that ugly face no longer looked at all wretched.

This feeling made Chu Yu very uncomfortable.

The usual Old Sun just made him hate him, but now the Old Sun lying next to him made him feel an instinctive sense of danger.

Old Sun, without looking away, raised his finger and made a gesture to keep quiet.

Chu Yu turned his head and looked at the Porsche 911 in the distance.

After a while, Wang Fan's fat body walked out of the Porsche.

Wang Fan's appearance is just like his name, very ordinary, neither handsome nor ugly, and he looks like an ordinary fat man.

After getting off the car, Wang Fan began to sit down slowly, and finally lay on the ground in the shape of a big character, just lying straight on the ground full of sewage and mud.

Not long after, mosquitoes in the grass flew over in swarms, like an invisible baton waving. Hundreds and thousands of mosquitoes all stayed above Wang Fan as if to drive someone with claustrophobia to death.

The mosquitoes gathered more and more, so dense that they covered the sky and the sun.

Chu Yu was very sure that with so many mosquitoes, they could even suck the blood of an adult dry in just a few breaths.

But the mosquitoes did not bite Wang Fan, they just hovered over his body.

Chu Yu's eyes were filled with horror. What kind of physique did this fat guy have that he attracted so many mosquitoes? What was even more strange was that these mosquitoes just circled around Wang Fan but did not bite him. They were more obedient than an adult golden retriever.

Chu Yu, who suffers from trypophobia, felt his scalp tingling.

Wang Fan’s experience was indeed incredible, but if we were to say that this fat man was related to supernatural events, there was still a lack of key evidence. However, the scene before him undoubtedly confirmed that this guy was not an "ordinary person."

Other things could be explained away as his good luck, but the scene before him was simply too unbelievable.

Just when Chu Yu didn't know what to do next, Lao Sun made a move.

Lao Sun grabbed a small stone beside him and threw it out. The moment the stone was thrown out, he rushed out like a cheetah.

The stone fell to the ground and the mosquitoes scattered. Wang Fan, who was lying on the ground, was frightened and jumped up suddenly.

But before Wang Fan could get up and stand firmly, Lao Sun's elbow hit him in the face.

Wang Fan groaned, a stream of blood spurted out of his nose, and his fat body fell backwards.

Everything happened in a flash. When Chu Yu ran out of the bushes, Lao Sun had already tied Wang Fan's hands with plastic ties.

Old Sun lit up a cigarette and chuckled, "Notify the tactical support team, alert the perimeter, the target person has been controlled."

Chu Yu was slightly disappointed.

This fat guy is too weak. He was solved so easily?

Chu Yu took out the walkie-talkie and said a few words briefly, then focused his attention on Wang Fan.

Looking at the fat man with blood all over his face and who was frightened and scared, Chu Yu frowned slightly.

Could I be mistaken? Judging from the fat guy's cowardly look, he doesn't seem like someone who is involved in supernatural events.

Wang Fan's voice was filled with tears, and he looked at Lao Sun in horror, "Who are you... Why did you attack me?"

Old Sun squatted on the ground, blew a puff of smoke at Wang Fan, and laughed, "It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is, who are you?"

"My name is Wang Fan, and I am the legal representative of Feifan Business Group."

"Still playing tricks!" Old Sun snorted, pulled out a three-edged military bayonet from his waist, put it on Wang Fan's neck and said coldly, "I'll count to three. If you don't tell the truth, I'll kill you with a white knife and take you out with a red knife."

Chu Yu behind him always felt that something was wrong.

Wang Fan did show fear, but his small eyes were a little evasive. It was not because he was guilty, but because of some unknown reason.

Of course, Chu Yu knew that Lao Sun was trying to scare Wang Fan, because Meng Yong had instructed him to bring the person back, and he had to be alive. In addition, there were clear requirements in the operation manual that investigators were not allowed to resort to lynching after controlling the target.

Looking at the three-edged bayonet flashing with cold light, Wang Fan's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"You, what are you going to do? If you don't let me go, be careful or I will call the Suppressor."

As soon as the words fell, Chu Yu, who was standing behind Lao Sun, changed his expression.

As for Old Sun, he was puzzled. "What the hell is a suppressor?"

At this moment, Chu Yu looked at Wang Fan with an inexplicable expression.

Old Sun didn't know what the suppressor was, but he knew.

In the dream world, there is a kind of humanoid intelligent robot, and it plays a role similar to that of a patrolman. The model is called the Suppressor.

Realizing his slip of the tongue, Wang Fan shouted, "No, not the suppressors, but the police, the police, I want to call the police."

"Call me uncle!" Old Sun slapped him in the face. "What was going on with those mosquitoes just now? They covered the sky with mosquitoes."

Twisting his fat body, Wang Fan kept shaking his head, "I don't know, I don't know what you are talking about, I don't know anything."

After staring at Wang Fan for a few seconds, Lao Sun nodded, put away the three-edged military dagger, turned around and said, "He is probably a reincarnated person for unknown reasons. Let's take this fat guy back."

"No!" Chu Yu looked past Old Sun and stared directly at Wang Fan, "You are not a reborn person, but a time traveler!"