Gibson pondered, suddenly looked at the map, thought for a while, and still turned on the military satellite map on the computer.

The refresh rate of new monitors is much faster than that of old computers, and opening the map will no longer be as flashing as before.

As his eyes moved, he saw the military satellite map taking pictures of the northern area. The most recent date was 3 months ago and it was very new.

He tried to zoom in, carefully observe the environment around the port, browsed up and down for a while, and paused suddenly.

“There is a motel here?”

The motel is not big and can be easily converted by scale, but its location is actually on the fork in the main road and is not marked on the paper map.

There is also something else that is not marked on the paper map. The motel fork does not end here on the fork road, and there is another obvious mountain road that continues forward.

Gibson quickly searched the mountain road and found that if he crossed the mountain and ridge along the road, he would pass through several towns and finally arrive in Javier.

But the paper map does not mark this mountain road.

Gibson checked a little and found that the road was built in the past six months and was mainly used for tourists to go to a newly built resort town. The drawing time of paper maps was six years ago! No wonder he didn't find any problems on paper maps.

However, we cannot blame the logistics department for its misunderstanding. Generally speaking, Pris is already a developed country and infrastructure has long been stagnant. The current transportation routes are almost exactly the same as those ten years ago and twenty years ago. I am afraid that the mapping companies are too lazy to update the map.

But it was such a small mistake that almost made a big mistake.

Many people like to use paper maps. First, they get used to this, and second, the military maps are slowly opened and sometimes they can get stuck in the computer, which leads to the Operations Intelligence Department being used to using paper maps when facing domestic problems. In fact, thanks to the safe domestic environment of Plis, even the time to use maps is pitifully small.

On the one hand, Gibson was glad for the discovery of this loophole, but on the other hand, he was vaguely uneasy. Can BVF, which has been safe for a long time, really face the increasingly complex international security situation smoothly?

Shaking his head aside the complex emotions, Gibson gathered his eyes on the screen of the motel, which was a motel, and obviously had cars to use, and if the target went to Javier through the mountain road, they were not guarded at all.

Thinking of this, he immediately picked up the landline, made a phone call, and asked the nearby police command center to report the relevant information.

After putting down the phone, he looked down at the time. Before he knew it, it was almost eight in the morning.

At this moment, someone shouted, "Carl."

"Huh?" Gibson turned his head, but he saw Curtis's shocked expression: "A and the field agents found the body of 'z' on the beach not far from the port."

"What?" Gibson's surprised expression flashed across his face.

When the body of "z" was found, why are they chasing?

"What the hell is going on?"

Gibson got up and came to Curtis, "Where is that stranger? Have you found any trace?"

"No, no, only the body of 'z' was found..."

Curtis stretched his brows: "Although only one body was found, it proved that the situation will not continue to deteriorate, right?"

"What a joke?" Gibson just raised his tone and quickly suppressed it and whispered: "Didn't you see the information from the meeting before? In such a short time, everyone was dismembered like that... Do you think it's something that a normal person can do?"

"Carl, what do you want to say?" Curtis became serious.

"I mean, this is extraordinary. We have looked through the record of 'z'. He has never had the hobby of dismembering corpses, or even if there is one, it cannot be done instantly like a slaughterhouse. And that is the nine members of the ate. What kind of weapon can make the nine people not even ask for help?"

Hearing these words, Curtis nodded slightly, afraid that everyone would have similar doubts and confusions at the meeting.

"I have taken portraits of unknown people..."

Before Gibson could finish his words, he was interrupted by another voice.

"Is that so? Your work efficiency is very good. Can you let me see?"

The master of the voice made the two of them shudder. When they turned around, it was indeed Kelly Shiver.

This woman who is loved and afraid of by many men in BVF is already pretty in the military maintenance hall in terms of appearance. After all, this is a "farmhouse" mainly for men, and it is normal to attract men's attention. But her outspoken personality and excessive action make men afraid and retreat.

Not many men like a woman, both in terms of ability and personality.

"Of course, of course."

Gibson stuttered and said a few words, then hurriedly took Shiver to his workstation and asked her to use her computer.

Shiver showed an unexpected look, obviously shocked by the "clear" photos. She raised her eyebrows and looked at Gibson next to her: "Is this what you did?"

“It’s not difficult.”

Gibson felt uncomfortable when he was stared at by Shiver's eyes, avoiding her direct gaze.

"What advice do you have?"

After seeing the photos, Shiver suddenly asked a question that Gibson could not imagine.

“My suggestion?”

Gibson was stunned and puzzled.

"For a thing, everyone will have their own ideas and suggestions, but not everyone's suggestions can be expressed in front of their superiors."

This was very straightforward. Gibson understood it and seemed that he didn't understand it, but he still said what he had found before.

The woman was silent for a while and spoke.

"You have a lot of ideas. I will apply to Ruffalo and transfer you to help for the moment."

"ah?"

Gibson was stunned for a moment, completely unable to touch the woman's thoughts.

"You should have attended the meeting just now. Director Sethbell asked me to be fully responsible for this incident. I will set up a special operation team."

A smile on the corner of the woman's mouth was beyond doubt: "You don't have the right to refuse."

Gibson opened his mouth. He was not thinking about refusal, but wanted to ask... Since it was a special operation team, is there any subsidy?

But he didn't ask this question in the end. He answered a call and then looked at Shiver after putting down the landline: "The information I just intercepted was a police attack in a gas station on S211. The surveillance camera took a picture, which may be related to the target we were looking for."

“Where is the surveillance screen?”

The woman asked keenly.

"I'm afraid I'll have to wait a while, the old-fashioned video tape is used there..."

He suddenly smiled: "If you want to send the video tape over, you may have to use 'Pris National Post'. If you are quick, you may get the copy in a week, provided that you can issue official documents to the local police."

“Why is it an old-fashioned videotape?”

The woman frowned.

"The attacker was very cunning. After attacking the police, he damaged the surveillance hard drive in the convenience store of the gas station. The photographed was an old-fashioned surveillance next to the gas station. It has been operating for more than ten years. It was used as forestry environmental monitoring in the early days. After the new highway was built, the forestry environmental monitoring here was no longer needed and it will be closed next week."

Gibson said helplessly: "So we have good luck."

"Walk."

Shiver did not hesitate.

"Ah?" Gibson was stunned at first, then reacted: "I want to go too?"

"Of course, you've already been a member of the Special Operations Team."

Shifrely: "Don't tell me that you are slow as a man and are not ready yet."

“…”

I was woken up in the middle of the night! If this continues, I will die suddenly!

Gibson had no choice but to say: "Please let me organize the information, don't rush to this half minute."

"You have five minutes to clean up."
Chapter completed!