Three nights later, in Washington, D.C., at the Central Bureau compound.
The entire compound was heavily guarded, with four soldiers standing outside the gate, each holding an automatic rifle. Through the fence, one could see patrolling soldiers in the compound, in an orderly formation with clear divisions of duty areas.
A black car was parked under an apartment not far from the door. A member of Team A from Wang An's team was sitting in the car, watching the direction of the door.
About half an hour later, the gate of the compound slowly opened to both sides. Then, five cars drove out of the gate one by one and drove onto the road. Through the car window, Yi Sheng could be seen sitting in the middle car, and the other cars were occupied by security personnel who were protecting him.
"Yi Sheng is out." The team member immediately reported into the headset.
"Follow him and see where he goes." Wang An's voice came from the headset.
After they drove a distance away, the member of Group A started the car and followed from a distance. He kept a safe distance to avoid being noticed by Yi Sheng.
After following for about three or four kilometers, at a fork in the road, the members of Group A slowed down and drove into the opposite lane of the convoy. At the same time, another car parked nearby continued to follow, alternating with the convoy.
Under such careful tracking, Yisheng did not notice anything unusual and the convoy continued to move forward.
About twenty minutes later, the convoy stopped downstairs of a big hotel.
The bodyguards got out of the car and were divided into two teams, standing on both sides. One of the bodyguards walked to the middle door, stretched out his hand and opened the door, and Yi Sheng walked out.
He was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, a little fat and bald, but not short, looking about 1.8 meters tall.
As soon as Yi Sheng got out of the car, he smiled and greeted the six or seven people standing at the hotel entrance. When they saw Yi Sheng, they came forward and shook hands with him.
From the contact between the two sides, Wang An's investigators judged that Yi Sheng wanted to meet some politicians, or possibly some business tycoons that he had just met and wanted to win over. In addition to them, there were two young girls with light makeup and innocent looks. They had smiles on their faces, and one of them took Yi Sheng's arm and whispered to him.
The group paused briefly at the hotel entrance, and then, escorted by security personnel, walked into the hotel, chatting and laughing.
At this time, across the street, the members of the surveillance team connected to the headphones and continued to report Yisheng's whereabouts.
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A garage in Washington, DC.
The garage door was tightly closed, and the interior was very simple, with only a few simple mattresses on the ground. Wang An and five team members sat on the mattresses, wearing headphones, listening to the report of the stalking team members.
In order to keep it secret, Wang An's location was very hidden, and even Su Tiannan didn't know it.
"Captain Wang, Yisheng has entered the Brighton Hotel." A team member's voice came from the headset: "The people who picked him up all looked very business-like. Two of them seemed very familiar with Yisheng. There were also two women following Yisheng. I guess they are going to play poker in a while."
"What about the security situation at the scene?" Wang An asked.
The team member said: "There are about 20 bodyguards around Yi Sheng... However, we can't confirm whether there are external security guards protecting him in secret."
"Got it." Wang An thought for a moment, then ordered: "Your team should follow first, and be careful to stay hidden."
"yes!".
After giving instructions to Group A, Wang An took out his mobile phone and called the group members scattered in other places, informing them to go to the Brighton Hotel.
"All teams, start a conference call and stay in touch at all times." After instructing them, Wang An picked up the pistol placed on the mattress beside him, pulled the bolt to check it, and after making sure there was no problem, he put the gun behind his waist.
"Come on, let's go to the scene." He took the five team members around him, opened the garage door, and headed towards the Brighton Hotel.
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Central Bureau Section 5, Washington DC.
It was already late, and most of the staff in the five departments had gone off work, leaving the entire office building empty.
Xu Nan, wearing the uniform of the Fifth Division and carrying the dinner he bought from the "Hua Ji" Chinese restaurant, walked alone in the dim corridor. He had some unfinished work, so he had to work the night shift. But Xu Nan didn't like the food in the Fifth Division cafeteria, so he went out of his way to buy his favorite Chinese meal.
When he turned the corner, Xu Nan saw that the lights in the conference room in front were on and the blinds were drawn on the windows, so he couldn't see what was going on inside at all.
Xu Nan paused for a moment with his dinner in hand, turned his head to look around, walked to the door of the meeting room, and suddenly pushed it open.
There were about ten unfamiliar faces sitting in the office, some smoking, some playing cards, and some talking on the phone. When Xu Nan pushed the door open, they stopped what they were doing, all looked over, and stared at Xu Nan.
"I'm sorry." Xu Nan said calmly to these people: "I didn't know there were people inside. You guys go about your business."
Having said that, Xu Nan closed the door, turned around and left.
Xu Nan frowned and thought for a while, then turned and walked towards the action team office at the other end of the corridor.
Sure enough, the lights were on on the action team's side.
Xu Nan walked to the office, knocked on the door and entered.
In the office, several action teams were on night duty. The leader was a 40-year-old middle-aged man. Seeing him, Xu Nan greeted him directly: "Lao Wang, you're on duty."
"Yeah, there's a lot going on in the team." Lao Wang nodded: "Are you on night shift too?"
"Right!" Xu Nan picked up the lunch in his hand and said, "I have an interrogation report that I haven't finished writing yet. I'm going out to buy some food and will come back to continue writing! By the way, do you still have the beef sauce you had last time? Give me some."
"Yes!" Lao Wang turned around and walked to the shelf nearby, opened the drawer, and took out half a bottle of beef sauce: "How is it? Is my sauce delicious?"
"It's delicious." Xu Nan gave a thumbs up and said, "Where did you buy it? I'll buy some next time."
"This is not available for purchase. I asked someone to make it specially for me. It tastes very authentic..." Lao Wang handed the meat sauce to Xu Nan.
After Xu Nan took it, he asked casually, "By the way, I just saw the lights on in your conference room, and there were all these unfamiliar faces inside. Who are they?"
Lao Wang was slightly stunned and did not answer immediately.
Xu Nan quickly laughed and said, "Haha, you're being rude again. Forget it, don't tell me about it."
"Who the hell knows why the director transferred them here." Lao Wang also smiled, and then said to Xu Nan: "They came in the evening, sat inside and didn't leave, and didn't say hello to us."
There was a hint of dissatisfaction in Lao Wang's tone.
Xu Nan did not ask any more questions and replied with a smile: "Think positively. The director now finds everyone problematic."
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at the same time.
Su Tianyu called his eldest brother: "Hello, where are you?"
"I'm on a mission, what's wrong?"
"Where did you go on the mission?" Su Tianyu asked casually.