Then let them offer their loyalty!

A few seconds later, Qiu Tu caught a glimpse of an enemy emerging from cover on the opposite rooftop, exposing a large portion of his body to his view.

Without the slightest hesitation, he leaned forward, gripped the gun in a V-shaped grip, aimed with three points aligned, and fired three shots in quick succession at the enemy!

Smoke filled the air, shell casings flew everywhere, and three bullets tore through the air like thunder, striking the enemy with lightning speed.

Qiu Tu's timing was so perfect that the enemy didn't have time to dodge!

So, with three loud "snap!" and "bang!" sounds, a bullet grazed his body, and two bullets pierced his left abdomen and left leg with perfect accuracy!

In that instant, the enemy felt as if he had been struck by a hammer, his body staggering! The next second, two blossoms of blood bloomed! Instantly staining his clothes crimson!

"Thump!" He collapsed onto the roof, groaning as he lost the ability to fight!

This was the first person on either side to lose combat capability since the start of the war, so the entire battlefield seemed to freeze for a second at that moment.

The special agents instinctively turned their gaze to Qiu Tu, as if they were seeing him for the first time.

The extremist thugs were startled and hurriedly dodged and fought back in Qiu Tu's direction.

But Qiu Tu had already retreated to his cover. Stray bullets flew everywhere, hitting the low wall where he was hiding with a "bang," but they couldn't harm him in the slightest.

Thus, Qiu Tu's sudden intervention brought a brief period of calm to the battlefield. Neither side dared to fire indiscriminately as before, and instead became much more cautious.

But... a novice is a novice, and even if they are very careful, they can easily make mistakes.

So not long after, Qiu Tu spotted another enemy leaving cover, and he decisively moved his gun and fired three more shots!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" "Bang!"

This time, luck wasn't on my side; only one of the three bullets hit the enemy's right chest, but it still rendered him unable to fight.

But that's enough!

If severely injuring the enemy the first time was a coincidence, then being able to cleanly and decisively defeat the enemy the second time is hardly a coincidence.

so....

"Withdraw! Withdraw!"

The opposing force was originally a group of scattered soldiers, but now that they saw Qiu Tu was a "sharpshooter," they lost their will to fight and hurriedly fled with their wounded.

The low, sloping rooftops of the abandoned city provided excellent cover for retreat, so after firing a few bluff shots, the Secret Service agents let the enemy escape without giving chase.

After the anti-government forces withdrew, the agents of the Special Operations Department finally emerged slowly from their various bunkers.

They looked at Qiu Tu with complicated expressions, wanting to speak several times, but unsure of what to say...

Chapter 7 Direct Lineage

As the agency's elite department, the Special Operations Division has abundant training resources and generous benefits, and has always been arrogant and looks down on other departments.

The special operations team agents felt superior to Qiu Tu, an ordinary agent, believing their abilities far surpassed his. That's why they immediately told Qiu Tu to hide while they eliminated the enemy during the attack.

However... things didn't go as they expected. Their usual training wasn't very effective in actual combat. They fired dozens of shots but only hit two or three thugs.

Instead, it was this ordinary agent they looked down upon who stepped forward at this critical moment, easily neutralizing two enemies with two shots and single-handedly repelling their attack.

This made them question the meaning of life, and the way they looked at Qiu Tu changed a little...

Qiu Tu keenly sensed the change in the atmosphere, but he did not become complacent. Instead, he calmly released the safety, put the gun back on his waistband, and reminded everyone, "Don't let your guard down, be careful of a second attack from the enemy."

After saying that, he looked at Fang Ming and said, "Detective Fang, do you think we should contact the chief and report the situation on the scene? See if the Political Department or the Security Division needs to be involved?"

Upon hearing Qiu Tu's reminder, the detectives realized that the danger was not yet completely over. So they quickly divided up their tasks: some kept watch around the perimeter, some went to Qin Shuman's side to protect her, and others began climbing onto the roof to examine the traces.

As for Fang Ming, he readily took out his communicator and began reporting to Yan Chen.

Just as the Secret Service agents were scattered and working, a sudden burst of noisy footsteps and shouts rang out at the street corner.

"Brother Tu! Brother Tu!" "Quick! Quick!" "Here! Here!"

A dozen or so detectives, dressed in uniforms but somewhat disheveled, carrying worn-out batons, hurried over from the street corner to the west.

The leader was a very strong detective.

He was 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a thick back. His strong arms were as thick as an average person's thigh, which made people's hearts clench when they saw him.

Unlike the other detectives who carried batons, he held a fist-sized iron hammer, his eyes fierce and full of murderous intent. If it weren't for his detective uniform, which was so tight it looked like it was about to burst, he would have looked more like a blood-soaked thug.

"Special Operations Department! Which department are you from?"

Upon seeing the group of menacing, unfamiliar agents, the Special Operations agents on guard to the west stepped forward warily and sternly stopped them.

Perhaps because there were quite a few people, his hand had even reached for the pistol at his back waist, looking like he was about to draw his gun at the slightest provocation.

At that moment, Qiu Tu heard the sound and looked over. In just one glance, his gaze fell on the strong detective leading the group.

"Atai!"

Upon hearing Qiu Tu's call, the burly detective became even more excited and brandished his small hammer, ready to charge forward.

Upon seeing this, Qiu Tu quickly said to the Special Operations Department agents who were stopping them, "They are temporary agents from Old Alley Street. I called them over to help with the case. Let them in."

Upon hearing Qiu Tu's words, the special operations agent hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded and made way for him.

With the Special Operations Department no longer blocking their way, the group of temporary agents rushed over and surrounded Qiu Tu.

After quietly cutting off everyone else's view, the burly Atai approached Qiu Tu and whispered, "Brother Tu, we rushed over as soon as we received your message. Did something happen?"

After saying that, he glanced fiercely at the Special Operations agent who had stopped him earlier and asked in a low voice, "Did that person provoke you?"

"Don't worry. Just say the word, and I'll stake out his door tonight, and when he's not looking, I'll take a hammer and whack him on the back of the head twice. I guarantee he won't see the sun rise tomorrow!"

Hearing Atai's murderous words, Qiu Tu's gaze fell on him, recalling the identities of the group of people before him...

Although his predecessor was Yan Chen's lackey, he actually did not have a high position in the Investigation Bureau. He was only a second-level detective, and his official position was in the weak department of the Administrative Office. Therefore, after leaving Yan Chen, he had almost no influence in the entire Investigation Bureau.

Fortunately, the original owner was a loyal person, and after flattering Yan Chen, he did not forget the brothers who had worked with him in the lower class.

So after being promoted to a second-level agent and gaining some power, the former self secretly used Yan Chen's name to find jobs for his dozen or so brothers.

Although he was just a temporary detective at a local police station, without any rank or firearm, at least he was paid by the government and had the hope of becoming a permanent officer.

These dozen or so brothers did not disappoint Qiu Tu's loyalty. Even after becoming temporary agents, they remained completely devoted to Qiu Tu's lead. They were always there for him. Many things that Qiu Tu couldn't handle himself, they did.

It can be said that they and Qiu Tu are in the same boat, sharing both glory and loss, and are Qiu Tu's true loyal forces in this world.

That's why they rushed over with police equipment just because of a message from Qiu Tu.

Thinking of this, Qiu Tu didn't treat them as outsiders, but naturally asked in a low voice, "Did you bring what I asked you to bring?"

Hearing Qiu Tu's words, Atai nodded, then tilted his head to look at a hook-nosed detective beside him, "Eagle."

The hook-nosed detective reached into his pocket and pulled out a heavy little cloth bag, which he handed to Qiu Tu. As they passed it, a dull clanging sound came from inside the bag.

Qiu Tu took it, opened it, and after confirming that it was what he wanted, he put it in his pocket.

Then, he patted Atai on the shoulder and gave him a few instructions in a low voice. Atai listened with a frown, nodding as he spoke.

The conversation between the two seemed long, but it actually only lasted a few seconds. So when the special agents looked over, Qiu Tu had already taken the initiative to lead the dozen or so temporary agents to find Fang Ming.

No one knew that in those few short seconds, Qiu Tu had secretly made many arrangements.

When they found Fang Ming, he had just hung up the phone.

Upon seeing Qiu Tu approach, he said, "Detective Qiu, you've come at the perfect time. I was just about to look for you."

He said, "I just finished speaking with the Commissioner. He was furious when he learned about the attack by the Alliance. He has requested the Special Branch to intervene and work with the Special Operations Department to investigate and wipe out the Alliance thugs in the New Territories."

"Because of the current chaotic situation in the city, he ordered you and Miss Schumann to return to the villa in the city as soon as possible and not to linger outside."

Upon hearing Fang Ming's words, Qiu Tu glanced discreetly at the countdown timer in the upper left corner of his vision.

【3:28:12】

The countdown remained unchanged, which meant that Yan Chen was not planning to interrogate him and Qin Shuman in advance, but only to forbid the two of them from going to the crossroads again.

If it were Qiu Tu before the gunfight, such a change would likely have been a headache. But now...

“Okay. No problem.” Qiu Tu replied calmly.

He hadn't even forgotten his own plan. He stepped aside, revealing Atai behind him, and said to Fang Ming, "Detective Fang, this is my cousin Atai. He's currently a temporary detective in Old Alley Street."

"When he heard that there was a gunfight here, he immediately brought his colleagues over to help."

"How would you like to arrange it...?"

Chapter 8 Greed

Fang Ming had noticed Atai earlier when Qiu Tu came over.

After all, in a world where the average height is 1.6 or 1.7 meters, the 1.9-meter-tall Atai stands out from the crowd. Coupled with his broad shoulders and thick waist, it's hard not to attract attention.

Upon hearing Qiu Tu's words, Fang Ming looked Atai up and down, a look of interest on his face.

But he didn't say much, he just nodded, "Okay. Then leave three or four to help maintain order."

Hearing Fang Ming's words, Qiu Tu looked at the group of temporary agents, then pondered for a moment and called out, "Ah Kun, Monkey, Ah Shui. The three of you stay here with Ah Tai to maintain order."

"The rest of you go back to the police station first."

After saying that, Qiu Tu winked at the hook-nosed man next to Atai.

The man with the hooked nose nodded subtly, then left the scene with the other temporary agents....

.........

After arranging things for Atai, Qiu Tu and Fang Ming escorted Qin Shuman back to her villa in the city. The other special agents remained on standby, maintaining order at the scene while waiting for the political department to arrive.

On the way back, Qin Shuman sat in the back of the old car, Fang Ming sat in the passenger seat, and Qiu Tu drove.

The original owner of this body was able to curry favor with Yan Chen and become an agent because of his driving skills, which were rare in the planned development area. Qiu Tu, who came from the modern era, certainly has even better driving skills.

So, watching Qiu Tu drive so steadily, Fang Ming asked curiously,

"Detective Qiu, your driving skills are impressive. Do all the people in your [Administration Department] have this kind of skill?"

Hearing Fang Ming's words, Qiu Tu glanced at the rearview mirror and said with a smile, "Isn't the administration department just there to do logistical work for the various departments? It always needs to have some random special skills."

"Unlike your Special Operations Department, where you have good benefits, good equipment, and a lot of power, you only need to focus on training and don't have to worry about anything else."

At this point, he said with feigned emotion, "All of our departments envy you and really want to be transferred there."

Upon hearing Qiu Tu's words, Fang Ming hummed in response, without any formalities. While Qiu Tu's words carried a hint of flattery, they were the truth. As one of the two elite departments of the Investigation Bureau, the Special Operations Department was indeed the department every agent wanted to join.

However, the Special Operations Department has very high entry requirements. Even in its initial stage, it requires physical abilities far exceeding those of ordinary people in the catastrophic world. Ordinary agents simply cannot join.

Thinking of this, Fang Ming suddenly pictured Atai's burly figure in his mind. A thought struck him, and he tentatively asked, "Detective Qiu, that Atai...?"

Seeing that Fang Ming had taken the bait, Qiu Tu couldn't help but smile. However, he didn't show it on his face, and instead, following his plan, began to introduce Atai with a mix of truth and falsehood.

"Oh. Atai. He's my distant cousin. He's been brave and daring since he was little, with a generous and outgoing personality, but he's just... a bit slow on the uptake."

“When the New Territories was still a disaster zone, he had joined a gang and had blood on his hands.”

"Later, when the New Territories City was to be established, the military came ahead of time to clear out the underground forces. Their gangs were wiped out, and he was put on the blacklist because he had resisted the military. He was still hiding everywhere until the New Territories City was established."

"So when the commissioner later recruited agents and established the Investigation Department, he did not participate in the selection process."

“When I was a child, I was taken care of by his parents. After I became a detective, he came to me for help. I felt bad refusing him, so I used my connections to help him get his criminal record cleared and introduced him to a temporary detective job in Old Alley.”

"Although he's a bit muddle-headed and simple-minded, he knows how to repay kindness. So when he heard I was attacked today, he rushed over with his colleagues to help without saying a word."

In just a few words, Qiu Tu introduced Atai's "history" and personality, giving Fang Ming a general impression.

But he didn't say anything more, as if it were just a casual question.

As Qiu Tu drove, he glanced at Fang Ming out of the corner of his eye. Seeing Fang Ming's thoughtful expression, he knew that things should be stable.

The reason he steered the conversation toward the Special Operations Department was to lure Fang Ming into a trap.

As a first-level agent of the Special Operations Department, Fang Ming has the right to recommend ordinary agents to join the Special Operations Department.

Agents recruited through such referrals naturally bear the label of their referrer and become their protégés.

Therefore, even though the Special Operations Department is not yet at full strength, each team leader will try their best to identify and recruit talented individuals.

So Qiu Tu deliberately brought Atai around in front of Fang Ming, and unintentionally steered the conversation to "joining the Special Operations Department," all to entice Fang Ming...

Once Fang Ming is interested and recommends Atai to the Special Operations Department, it will be equivalent to Qiu Tu planting a mole in the most powerful department of the Investigation Bureau, making many things easier to do.

Qiu Tu's past life's experience in a fraud ring taught him that greed is humanity's greatest sin, and that skillfully exploiting the greed of one's enemies is the most powerful weapon in the world....

The other party is like this, and tonight they're doing the same thing to Yan Chen...