Medical Master Chapter 252: Sun Tzu’s Art of War!
After the photo appears.
Almost everyone on the underground forums began to frantically search for that desk, that office, and where is the background of the photo.
Result.
Soon, it was exploded.
"That's the Gospel Society!"
A member of the underground forces in the Middle East directly broke the news and said: "I have been to the Gospel Society, and the decoration in this photo is exactly the same as the president's office of the Gospel Society."
Of course.
At first, everyone didn't believe it.
After all, the person who broke the news has no evidence.
But then, some people actually posted the photos of the Gospel Society both outside and inside to the underground power forums, and they even explained it together.
"This is the outside of the Gospel Society, this is the inside of the Gospel Society, this is the office of the president of the Gospel Society."
"The Gospel Society is a company established by Abbeni, one of the chiefs of the Gospel Ministry stationed in the local branch, and the president's office is his private office."
With these revelations.
Everyone began to believe it gradually.
Looking again, the plutonium raw material map on that desk still reveals a corner of the picture. After comparison, it is indeed the plutonium raw material map.
Later, some photo experts began to scan the photos, and they found that the photo was completely real and there was no trace of PS.
This time, underground forces all over the world were shocked.
Of course.
The most shocking thing was the forces that were preparing to jointly attack the Shingon Ministry with the Gospel Ministry.
After seeing the news broke on the forum, these forces immediately felt that they were being teased by others, and they turned back in an instant with great anger.
In their opinion, they almost got used as a gun by the Gospel Ministry!
With full anger.
In an instant, these forces united and all asked the Gospel Ministry to hand over the plutonium raw material map.
Middle East.
Ha'il city.
This is a big city and also the headquarters of the Gospel.
Different from the Mantra Department, the appearance of the Gospel Headquarters is built like an ancient city. It has very high walls. People patrolling on the walls. Even the giant gates that enter it are made of iron. At first glance, it gives people a particularly heavy feeling.
And now.
In the Mantra Headquarters, in a particularly spacious and empty hall like an American church, three people were illuminated by golden lights.
A middle-aged man wearing ancient European-style armor sits in the chair.
Two elderly men are sitting on the left and right.
One is gray-haired, and the other is crouching, with a snake stick in his hand!
"What should I do now?"
The middle-aged man in armor, squinting his eyes with a heavy face, turned his head to look at the gray-haired old man and asked: "Divine Envoy?"
The old man frowned and did not reply.
"Military division?"
The middle-aged man turned his head and asked the old man who crouched back.
This old man is the same, but frowns tightly without replying.
At this time.
"Pattern..."
A continued footstep came and asked: "Report."
The three raised their eyes.
See you.
A young man rushed in quickly and fell to his knees.
"Say."
The middle-aged man has a deep voice.
"Letter from the branch."
The kneeling man opened his mouth and said, "Abbeni is dead!"
"What?"
In the chairmanship, the middle-aged man stood up awkwardly, not locked up, as if he wanted to be angry, but he stopped when he was angry, calmed down, and waved his hand to let the person kneeling down. .
Wait for someone to leave.
"Military, what shall we do now?"
The middle-aged man in the chairmanship turned his head and asked again.
"I think."
The rickety old man paused, a glimmer of light in his eyes, and said: "This should be the idea of the mantra division. No matter how we do and behave now, we have actually fallen into the trap of the other party, so we are now What needs to be done is to deny this matter first, and then tell everyone that our people were killed, just say that the traces on the scene were left by the God Envoy of the Mantra Department, and then directly showdown with the Mantra Department and let them hand over Plutonium raw material map and murderer!"
Speaking of which.
The rickety old man stood up, pestered the snake stick, walked step by step towards the bookshelf on the side of the hall, and said as he walked, "Do this first, and then see the response from the Mantra Department. ."
End.
Just walked to the bookshelf.
The old man stretched out his hand, pulled out a book from the place closest to him, and opened it.
Look carefully.
The name of the book is "The Art of War"!
……
Less than five minutes.
The measures taken by the Gospel Ministry have officially begun.
The news quickly spread to the underground forum. After various exaggerations, it made people feel that the Gospel Ministry seemed miserable and almost convinced everyone to believe their rhetoric.
However, at this moment, the mantra department jumped out again and continued to refute.
For a while.
The two powers became a group in the underground power forum.
Under this situation, no one knows whether the plutonium raw material map is in the Mantra Department or the Gospel Department. Watching these two top Middle Eastern powers quarrel for a whole day and night, there is still no result.
In the end, all forces interested in the plutonium raw material map chose to isolate the Gospel Department and the Mantra Department at the same time.
……
In the forest on the border of the Middle East.
Fang Qiu looked at the drawings all night, and even searched the Internet for ancient texts from the Middle East on his mobile phone, but he could not find any results.
Helpless.
Fangqiu can only put away the plutonium raw material map, and log in to the underground forum with his mobile phone again.
Upon this, I immediately saw that the Mantra Department and the Gospel Department had become a quarrel, and immediately couldn't help laughing.
"The Mantra Department, as expected, did not admit that he had a plutonium raw material map."
"This planting really makes it difficult for the Gospel Ministry to clean it."
After smiling and judging, Fang Qiu murmured: "Since you can't crack it, take this opportunity to send the picture back to the country!"
Think of it here.
Fang Qiu immediately called Li Ji's phone.
"Hello?"
In extraordinary times, Li Ji answered the phone very quickly.
"One good news, one bad news."
Fang Qiu opened his mouth.
"Listen to the bad first."
Li Ji said.
"The good news is that I got the plutonium raw material map."
Fangqiu did not pay attention to Li Ji's choice, and said directly: "The bad news is that I can't crack it."
"What?"
On the other end of the phone, Li Ji heard an extremely shocked voice, and asked: "Why so fast, now the major underground forces in the world don't even know where the pictures are, why did it get into your hands? "
"No time to elaborate."
Fang Qiu shook his head.
"Good."
Li Ji also understood the importance of the matter and immediately said: "Send me your current location, and I will send someone to contact you immediately. The country needs you to **** the plutonium raw material map back."
"I'm on the border of the Middle East."
Fang Qiu said.
"Good."
Li Ji nodded immediately and said: "I will send someone to contact you immediately and arrange an identity for you. You must protect the plutonium raw material map and take it back to China safely."
"Don't worry."
Fang Qiu nodded affirmatively.
Even though we arrived at the border of the Middle East, there are still two countries separated from China, so Fangqiu could not fly back directly by himself.
The call hangs up.
Soon, the person arranged by Li Ji got in touch with Fangqiu. This time because it was in the wild, there was no need to be so cautious. When he saw Fangqiu, the contact person directly gave Fangqiu A package left without saying anything.
Open the package.
Fangqiu got a brand-new human-skin mask and a brand-new Chinese passport.
Wearing a mask and holding a passport, Fangqiu went straight to the largest city in the area, then bought a car, and drove quietly on the road back to China.
Along the way.
Fang Qiu deliberately took a look at the current state of this area of the Middle East, and finally walked on the small roads in the country, only to truly realize that this area of the Middle East is simply **** on earth!
"Our country is better."
Fang Qiu sighed secretly.
There are too many wars in this place.
As a result, there is no such thing as a country in the entire region, only local armed forces and forces!
Just when I was leaving the city.
Fangqiu saw an extremely strong figure in this city street that became flustered and depressed because of the war.
He has a gun in his hand.
The standard AK47!
The gun was not fighting for his life, but was placed on a woman's forehead under the control of his palm.
Fangqiu parking.
The militant didn't seem to hear the brakes, and still squeezed the woman's face with his other hand with a smirk, then put his hand down, and slapped it so hard that he was forced to rely on it. On the side of the hip of the woman on the wall, and then stretched her hand to the bottom of her pants, she started to take off her pants.
Just then.
The woman whose forehead was shot down, saw Fang Qiu in the car, and immediately panicked and shouted for help.
Fangqiu couldn't stand it anymore, opened the door and walked on.
The militant turned around.
The moment he saw Fang Qiu, his face immediately became gloomy, and he turned his gun to point at Fang Qiu, and said, "Boy, get out of the way if you don't want to die, be careful I blow your head!"
"Huh."
Fang Qiu shook his head and stepped straight up.
Seeing that Fangqiu was not threatened by himself, and acted disdainful of himself, this armed man became angry immediately, and he immediately used his fingers to shoot!
But just then.
Fang Qiu kicked with his right foot.
"Shoo!"
A stone on the ground flew directly, like a bullet, and instantly penetrated the opponent's head. Before he could shoot, the armed man fell and lost his life.
Done it all.
Fangqiu glanced at the woman indifferently. To avoid exposure, he did not speak.
And the woman knew she was saved, so she ran away immediately.
See this scene.
"Ugh..."
Fangqiu sighed in a heavy heart~IndoMTL.com~This incident, because he encountered it, he could help out, but under this sky, how many of these things are happening?
Can he control it?
No!
He can't control it.
Get in the car again.
Fangqiu drove eastward all the way. He didn't choose to fly. After all, flying by plane is not necessarily safe.
For such an important matter, Fang Qiu still believes in his feet.
That's it.
After walking for a long time, Fangqiu came to a military checkpoint.
Seeing Fangqiu walking alone, the people at the checkpoint made no secret of it and walked up directly and said: "Give me all the money you have, no matter which country it is from!"