Ace of the Dragon Division

Xu Cheng returned to the lab.

Fifteen days have passed today, and he hasn't come back in 15 days, afraid to see the worker bee die and cause his experimental abortion.

When he walked into the lab, he went into the cage and saw the worker bee disappear.

He didn't move. I thought he was dead and his body was gone.

When he knocked on the glass jar, the bee came out of the honey jar hole and flew around!

Xu Chengdai was delighted.

He looked at the date of the experiment that night, that's right, it's been 15 days!

But if you look at the amount of time a worker bee lived before, it's like it's been alive for 20 days.

Of course, it's a little premature to say that genes have caused it to extend its life cycle, but Xu Cheng is still a little fortunate to think that this must have a lot to do with genes.

Xu Cheng still hasn't released the worker bee, he intends to take another look at how long this gene will last!

The next day.

Weathers came to one of the office buildings in Vegas for a temporary position.

“Boss, the four of them are open, second floor of the Venetian Hotel, Presidential Suite 201.” At this point, a subordinate reported the whereabouts of the Sal Quartet. They showed up as promised.

“Stand by, they're on the move, everyone, and anyone who finds a trace of gang activity in the vicinity of the casino, report it immediately and let them follow. ”

“Yes!”

Several large Vegas Feds are already in place with plainclothes all around them.

And those breakfast restaurants where the usual gambling crowds eat their breakfast. They've been watched by the FBI.

As soon as they go gambling, they'll be followed by plainclothes cops.

“Are the casino insiders ready? Once someone goes in, take out their cell phone to see the signal, and immediately steal the information from his phone to trace it to see who's behind the plot. ”

Outside.

The gangs actually already know about the plainclothes cops, they have intelligence, they have cyber intelligence, they know about the gang.

“A bunch of cops, this is a fucking information age, plain clothes, when we don't know? Now upload your photos on social networks and find out all about your ancestral graves.” A member of the group glanced at the plainclothes policeman in the distance and snorted at him.

“Breakfast, ignore them, keep them guarded, we're just here for breakfast today.” The other brothers said.

“These guys are hilarious. That Captain Weathers is even more foolish. He came yesterday to play cards with the boss without proof. Isn't that a snake game? ”

“Who knows, they thought that shouting ‘I'm the FBI’ would scare the hell out of everyone else, and they wouldn't even look at who we are, the least afraid of intimidation since we were kids. ”

Weathers stepped out, went to a cafe, stared at the Venetian hotel, and later, when he was on the move, he would rush into the presidential suite and catch who was betting on the order.

At this time, the cafe's floor-to-ceiling glass window, Xu Cheng pushed the door in, looked around and there were no seats, but Weathers' long row of seats was empty, so he sat across from Weathers.

“Blue Mountain coffee, please, and a newspaper for today.” Xu Cheng said to the waiter.

When the waiter handed him a cup of coffee and a newspaper, Xu Cheng tipped him $10.

“Thank you.” The waiter smiled.

Tipping is customary in the United States, and Xu Cheng is also customary to make himself look more natural.

He sipped a cup of coffee and watched Weathers.

Although Weathers is part of the FBI department, he is not responsible for watching Seo Cheng, so Seo Cheng doesn't know him either, just treats him as a passers-by A.

Xu Cheng took out his phone and turned on his Facebook phone.

And he said to the mobile chat platform, “Let's get started. ”

Then a new gang of gang members came out from all over the place and entered a casino.

Xu Cheng has begun operations in front of Weathers. Only the men and women he used were new members of the Quartet who were able to guarantee that no record had been left behind at the police station. So the guys who eat breakfast are actually under cover. That's why they laughed at the cops watching.

“Number three, big!” Xu Cheng issued an instruction to the mobile phone.

Weathers was too busy staring at the hotel and reporting to his men, naturally not noticing or associating himself with a passers-by in front of him was the one who planned it.

“Number five, big!” Xu Cheng issued another directive.

Weathers looked at him unconsciously and found that he was Asian and didn't care, continuing to drink his coffee and other news. Because he felt it was completely impossible for the gang to be involved with the Asians.

“Number one, little!” Xu Cheng sent another instruction to the phone. It's like a person talking with a cell phone.

Weathers looked at him with a frown and asked him, "What are you talking about? ”

Xu Cheng laughed: “Play the game, we throw a sieve on the phone, whoever guesses the number closer wins. ”

Weathers nodded.

Xu Cheng looked at him and said: "Your coffee is finished. ”

Weathers nodded: “I know. ”

Xu Cheng looked out the glass window with his eyes: “What are you looking at? ”

“Nothing." Weathers feared the guy was suspicious that he was on a mission, so he checked out and walked away.

After he walked out of the cafeteria, he stayed in the sun for an hour, saw the other party still hasn't done it, a bit of a beating. That's when I got a call from a subordinate: "No, boss! The head of Vegas said their money was growing negatively! ”

This is another way to be won by silence!

Weathers hurried to his earpiece: "The Presidential Suite of the Venetian Hotel, gather around and let Aria's colleagues track down the gamblers' phones and steal their code. ”

“Boss, technicians are busting his phone, they're encrypting it. ”

Weathers: “sh * t! Track the crack! ”

“Boss, okay, but he seems to be sending messages on Facebook social networking. ”

“Contact the person in charge of the social network and we ask for an authorization instruction to obtain user information.” Weathers said.

“No, boss, we don't have enough authority, I'm afraid not. ”

Weathers almost jumped like Ray, Facebook worth more than $400 billion globally, and it's not like they can just use their rights to get information licensed. That presumption can only be made by someone from the Ministry of Defence.

Whatever Weathers does, the online Venetian Hotel rushes in, and they can solve the case together if they catch the four bosses at the scene!

When they kicked open the presidential suite of four big men, they were seen playing cards.

Without saying a word, Weathers raided in with his gun.

“Police, handle the case. Give me your cell phones!” Weathers yelled.

All the rollers in there fit perfectly and took out their phones, Weathers checked that almost none of them had Facebook clients on their phones, no one was playing with their phones, they were all on standby, that is, they didn't have any recent phone records.

Weathers' pupils shrugged: "The planner has someone else! ”

(Four is over, continue tomorrow.