Rebirth 2014: I, the King of Criminal Investigation

Chapter 462 How did you find me!

There's someone on the hillside?!

Li Mingzhao immediately looked towards the opposite hillside and soon spotted two pine trees.

But he found nothing else.

He rubbed his eyes, looked again, but there was still no movement.

"You are mistaken."

Li Mingzhao kept his eyes glued to the area to the right of the two pine trees, not daring to relax for a moment:

"How come I can't see it? And at such a distance, even if there are people on the hillside, I wouldn't be able to tell them apart."

He was very confident in his eyesight; if Yu Dazhang could see, he believed he could too.

But the distance was too far; the two pine trees looked only as small as grains of rice to him. If someone were lying on the ground, he wouldn't be able to see them at all.

"He just moved."

Yu Dazhang stood firmly in place like a statue, his eyes fixed on the opposite hillside:

"He's not moving now, probably observing us. His clothes and helmet are almost exactly the same color as the ground, so they're easy to miss if you don't look closely."

His voice was deep and calm, as if he were stating a fact that couldn't be more obvious.

That person's disguise was indeed very professional.

Yu Dazhang recalled that he had been staring at the hillside in thought for at least an hour.

The person was lying motionless on the opposite side, as if they had become one with their surroundings.

That patience and ability to stay hidden are enough to impress people.

"Stand still and attract their attention."

Li Mingzhao spoke as he walked towards the car:

"I'll go to the car to contact backup."

Although he couldn't see it, he believed what Yu Dazhang said.

Aren't you afraid it might be a sniper?

Don't make trouble.

The mountain opposite them is at least 1500 meters away.

Otherwise, Li Mingzhao wouldn't have been unable to see anyone.

At this distance, even if the opponent is using a high-precision sniper rifle, the chance of killing them is almost zero.

There are two types of sharpshooters: those who are good at real combat and those who are just talking nonsense.

In actual combat, no matter how skilled a marksman is, no one has ever shot beyond 600 meters.

In a ridiculous state, it is said that the furthest he ever hit a target with a single shot was 3000 meters away.

Why are there two types?
Because people believe nonsense.

Moreover, quite a few people believe in it.

Here's something interesting.

There's a short video online of Usain Bolt breaking the world record with a 100-meter time of 9.58 seconds.

In the comments section of this video, there is this comment:
#When Bruce Lee was alive, he could run 100 meters in 3.5 seconds. Many foreigners witnessed this firsthand. Even Usain Bolt said he couldn't outrun Bruce Lee.#
The terrible thing is coming.

Many people who replied to this comment believed it.

Of course, some people think it's nonsense, but they will soon be mindlessly attacked by others.

Therefore, in any field, there will always be people spouting nonsense, and there will always be people who believe it.

Yu Dazhang naturally didn't believe that someone could snipe him from such a distance.

At this moment, he was concerned about whether Guoan could catch the other side.

About two minutes later, Li Mingzhao returned to his side.

"It's all arranged, our people will be here soon."

Li Mingzhao said confidently, his gaze falling on the opposite hillside:
"Generally speaking, people with normal vision can see a blurry figure 1000 meters away."

"Even under ideal conditions of bright light and no obstruction, only the outline of a human figure can be seen."

He continued thoughtfully:

"We are at least 1500 meters away from that hillside." "At that distance, even if we could see people, they would just be tiny black dots, and we wouldn't be able to tell what they were doing."

At this point, Li Mingzhao suddenly turned to look at Yu Dazhang, a hint of doubt in his eyes:
"You not only saw the person, but you also saw him move. Even someone with farsightedness wouldn't have eyesight like yours, right?"

He was afraid that Yu Dazhang would talk nonsense, so he first gave a popular science explanation to shut him down.

To Li Mingzhao's surprise, even after he had been so blunt, the guy remained unmoved and showed no change in expression.

"It's not entirely due to good eyesight."

Yu Dazhang forced himself to explain:
"Actually, I could only see a blurry shadow, but I just had a feeling that the shadow was definitely a person."

He not only saw the person, but after locking onto the target, he even saw the monocular telescope in the other person's hand.

At that moment, the person lying on the opposite hillside was also observing them.

ten minutes later.

Yu Dazhang saw several figures on the opposite mountain, and they quickly approached the two pine trees from both sides.

The people from the National Security Bureau are really something else... Even though they were far away, he could still tell that those figures were moving very fast.

Achieving this speed on a mountain is something an ordinary person definitely couldn't do.

He and Li Mingzhao remained standing in the same spot.

About five minutes later, gunshots rang out from the opposite hillside.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was very clear.

Li Mingzhao returned to the car, picked up a communicator, made a call, and then leaned out to say to Da Zhang:
"Let's go, the work is done."

The jeep the two were riding in had been specially modified.

Even when driving on rough mountain roads, the vehicle maintains considerable stability and can reach extremely high speeds.

With those two pine trees as their target, they arrived at the scene in no time.

The person wasn't dead... Yu Dazhang spotted the enemy agent sitting on the ground at a glance.

He was wearing a mud-colored ghillie suit, with bright red blood seeping from his thighs, creating a stark contrast with the mud color of his body.

Although the other person's face was painted with brown paint, Yu Dazhang could still tell that he was of Asian descent.

Just as Da Zhang was guessing what country he was from, the other party suddenly spoke.

"How did you find me?"

The man asked in standard Mandarin:

"At this distance, even without disguise, you would have a hard time spotting us. Tell me, how exactly did you manage to do it?"

His eyes revealed his shock; he seemed unable to believe that anyone could see through his disguise from such a distance.

Domestic? Yu Dazhang was also surprised by the other party's Mandarin.

He speaks more fluently than I do; you can tell he's not a newcomer.

"Have you checked?" Li Mingzhao ignored the man's question and looked at the team member standing by.

"It's been checked," the team member replied.

"They searched every possible place on his body where he could hide drugs, and they confiscated all his weapons."

Li Mingzhao nodded, and then gave the order:

"Get braces on and take them home."

As soon as he finished speaking, two team members stepped forward, pried open the man's mouth, put a pair of large black braces on him, and then put a black cloth bag over his head.

Now he can't even die if he wants to... Yu Dazhang certainly knew the purpose of those black braces; they were simply to prevent the other person from biting their tongue and committing suicide.

on the way back.

"Boss, didn't you say the other party was a foreign agent?"

Yu Dazhang said in a teasing tone:
"But I feel like his Mandarin is more standard than mine. Compared to him, I sound more like a foreigner."

He felt that Li Mingzhao was deceiving him, deliberately using foreign agents to arouse his competitive spirit.

Li Mingzhao did not answer directly, but instead asked:
"There's a saying that's been circulating online lately, I don't know if you've heard it?"

"What did you say?" Yu Dazhang immediately became interested.

Li Mingzhao smiled and slowly said:
"Speaks fluent and standard Mandarin, and lives in Pennsylvania."

(End of this chapter)