"Don't move, turn around!" In reality, in a small EU Town, a Torchwood member who was installing some electronic parts for a dimension reduction program was suddenly pointed at the head with a gun.

The member of Torchwood is not a field worker. He is 49 years old this year. He is over 50 years old. He has been responsible for the maintenance of communication equipment inside the Torchwood. He is a technical engineer.

Don't underestimate this position. In the face of chaos, the biggest problem encountered by all the field personnel fighting in the anti chaos front line is the communication problem. The strange fluctuations in the subspace can affect almost any communication equipment made by human beings.

And he is the man who has repeatedly fought against that strange fluctuation, improving communication equipment and updating anti-jamming system, so that field personnel can fight more effectively and have more chances to come back alive.

He should not have been squatting here and installing the electronic parts that he had manufactured for the smooth implementation of the dimensionality reduction program. However, although the organization of Torchwood is large, it lacks the ability to transfer all the field personnel back for network transformation.

This kind of thing is not suitable for the peripheral personnel to do. Once the information of the plan is leaked, the consequences will be too serious. As a result, they will have to go out of their own comfort zone and distribute them to all parts of the country to lay this kind of electronic parts with unknown specific purposes.

As a technical engineer, he can guess from the structure that this device may have the function of amplifying certain signals, but more specifically, it is inaccessible at his level.

"Turn slowly so that I can see your hand!" The young voice behind him seemed nervous: "don't do anything stupid, I don't want to shoot!"

The technical engineer grinned bitterly. His work should have been done by two people, but his partner had an accident at home today, so he agreed with him to go home in advance.

As an internal staff member, he has no preventive measures in the face of danger, so he will encounter this situation.

"Listen, kid, I'm just replacing a relay." He'll just need a few blocks of technical support outside his ear to try to calm things down.

But when he turned his head, he saw a young face, dressed in a brand-new police uniform, with sweat on his face, and nervousness and fear in his eyes.

"Don't lie to me, sir. I took Internet Security in school. The box you open is an important property protected by federal law." The young patrolman pointed a gun at the "thief" in front of him: "if you break the law, you will face a fine of 50000 EU yuan and detention!"

The boy in front of him didn't know why. He reminded the technical engineers of his son who served in the military. How long had they not seen him? Is he so nervous when he's holding a gun? Do you sweat so much in the face of possible threats?

"Boy, I don't mean anything. I'm a government worker. If you don't mind, I can take it out of the pocket on the right side of my coat and show it to you. But you have to promise me that you can't look through it." The technical engineer explained: "because I am a staff member of a security department, your confidentiality level is not enough. After reading my certificate, I can let my department contact your superior and endorse for me."

"Good, good! Then you have to slow down, not too fast! " The police took a few deep breaths nervously, waiting for the other party to take out his ID card.

The technical engineer could see that he was quite nervous, so he slowly put his hand into his pocket. However, he might have squatted too long or the sand under his feet was too slippery. He suddenly lost his balance and slid forward to the past.

The young policeman's eyes widened and the technical engineer's eyes widened. He couldn't believe that he had encountered such a thing.

"Sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to. God, you're bleeding. I'll call the hospital now. You'll be all right! " Some of the police looked at the blood from the other side of the body, dyed red ground.

The technical engineer gave a wry smile: "boy, you pierced my artery, and I'm going to die soon. While no one finds out, run quickly, and think it hasn't happened."

He looked at the young face and didn't activate the alarm behind his ear. He thought of his son. If he hadn't been killed by a car bomb on duty, would he be so handsome now?

Now the technical engineers only hope that Torchwood will not find out that the murderer is the young policeman. Although the truth will be found out in the end, the dimension reduction plan has less than three days left. After a few days of delay, the whole EU is gone. Who else will pursue this matter?

You just need to avoid these three days. The technical engineer looks at the young face in front of him: "son, hide quickly..."

the endless darkness is attacking him, and the last breath is gone from him.

At this time, the young policeman's face suddenly calmed down, as if the tension just now was just an illusion. He touched the engineer's pulse indifferently and reported through a concealed headset: "the target has died, the compassion plan has been successful, the target has not sent out a distress signal, and the identity of the target can be achieved completely.""Yes, the cleaner is in position. The lurker will change his identity and continue to lurk." There was a response from the headset as a garbage truck came out of the dark.

Several men in the uniform of a garbage collector got out of the car, quickly cleaned up the blood on the ground and took away the engineer's body.

At the place where the engineer died, the young policeman took off all his clothes and put on the same clothes as the engineer. Then he returned the personal belongings of the engineer back to his body according to the original position. Several cleaners completed a delicate small operation on the spot, and took out the alarm device implanted in the skin from the engineer's head and put it into the police's Behind the ear.

The police moved his facial muscles, skin color gradually began to change, facial features also changed, less than a minute he became the engineer himself.

"Audition, my son, let's go." The engineer imitates the recorded audio files without any expression. The sound is very similar, but there is no emotional fluctuation.

"Audition again, son. I don't mean anything. I'm a government worker." This time, he not only has a perfect voice, but also has the same subtle movements on his face.

If the engineer was still alive, he might have found that the police officer's facial features completely copied those of his son's, with only a little displacement, but the pupil spacing and pupil color were exactly the same.

He's a potential agent for the authorities concerned.

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