"Some." The head of the information security department helped him adjust another surveillance video.

This time I took a photo from the side, which just happened to cut the rough outline of the dagger.

Very familiar.

If you zoom in, you will become more familiar with it.

"Suchar Saber." Han Lan's face became a little ugly.

Basically, many military daggers are treated with light, especially those used by special forces, which will not reflect even if placed under strong light.

But the shape of this knife in the video is actually easy to judge for Han Lan.

The rough outline is somewhat similar to that of Nepalese saber, but the curved curve is smaller than that of Nepalese saber, the overall size is shorter, and the tip of the knife is obviously sharper. Its main usage skills are not only chopping, but also have the function of stabbing.

If the surveillance video is taken more clearly, you should also see the barb serrated teeth on the back of the knife and the two blood grooves of varying lengths on the blade.

This knife is not currently equipped in the military of various countries, and in fact, it cannot be bought on the market. Few people will use this knife.

It was designed and produced by a mercenary team. The creator is not called Suchar. Suchar is the first person to be stabbed to death when the producer was a child, and it is also his childhood friend.

The story is a bit tortuous, with all kinds of love, hate and affection intertwined. Anyway, it was because of that murder that forced the maker of the knife to escape and eventually embarked on the path of mercenaries' no return.

The creator is a black man, his name is unclear, and his code name is "Black Diao".

The mercenary group he was in was named "X13", and the captain's code name was "Shanfeng", a Chinese boy.

"General Han? General Han?" The head of the information security department called out twice when he saw that he was distracted.

Han Lan came to her senses and continued to check the subsequent surveillance video.

There were no new discoveries in the other videos below. The two of them did not get in the car and disappeared after turning into a surveillance blind spot. Perhaps they could be found elsewhere, but in such a short time, the information security department could only find these.

Han Lan handed the tablet back to him and ordered: "Let's just stop here for this matter. You can continue to focus on your goals. I'll ask my dad about the situation later."

"yes."

The person in charge responded and saw that he had no other instructions and went out first.

"Suchar Saber... Is there a scum in this world?"

Han Lan muttered, opened the computer where she had just tried "Fengshen", opened the browser and skillfully entered a website, and after a few jumps, she entered a pure eagle-text website.

Enter "X13" in the search bar, and several pages of relevant content appeared, but after reading along the way, I couldn't find the target he was looking for.

How many websites did Han Lan change? No relevant content was found.

"That is, there is no X13 team in this world?"

Han Lan muttered and cleared the web page records.

At this time? The phone on the desk rang? It was the switchboard called: "Mr. Han, Mr. Wu's phone number in Tomahawk Game."

"Come on."

"yes."

After a while, Wu Guiyuan's voice came from the phone:

"Mr. Han, have you experienced our new game "Fengshen"? How do you feel?"

Han Lan glanced at the computer in her hand: "Hmm? Has it met my expectations? Please see the specific public beta and launch time."

"Okay!"

"Old Wu, I have something to do and I want to go to Yanjing. You can watch the battle axe game first and report any problems that cannot be solved."

Wu Guiyuan didn't think much about the other end of the phone? He agreed with a smile.

Han Lan then called the heads of several other subsidiaries, each of whom gave some instructions, and then asked Fang Qiaorui to book a plane ticket.

...

...

"You are going to Yanjing to find Uncle Han? Why is it so sudden? Then I'll go together too?" Xia Ningxuan received a call from Han Lan and said with a smile.

"No, I have an urgent matter to go on a business trip, so I went to discuss the wedding with my dad? You don't have to come here specifically. We will go back to Lin'an in a few days. Now I'm getting in the car to the airport."

Xia Ningxuan turned her pen? She curled her lips and was a little suspicious: "This is it, it's okay? I'll book a flight and I'll go there later? Anyway, I don't have anything else to do now."

"It's really not necessary? Is this too troublesome? We'll go back after finishing our work." Han Lan said with a wry smile.

"Hey, you don't want to give the wedding a reservation with me and Uncle Han on your back? Han Lan, don't make those messy surprises!"

"No, I really have an urgent matter to go on a business trip. I may not have time to discuss the wedding with my dad. Don't worry, you are waiting for us in Lin'an. We will definitely discuss the wedding with you!"

"Hmph, let's believe you. Really, what's so urgent? Uncle Han also said he would come back a few days later if he had something to do. Now you also said that he had something urgent to go to Yanjing... Is the company in trouble again?" Xia Ningxuan asked curiously.

"It's not a hassle, it's just...a normal business."

"Hmm?" Xia Ningxuan vaguely heard something wrong with Han Lan's tone.

She was too familiar with Han Lan. Even though Han Lan was trained in this area, Xia Ningxuan could still detect some truth and lies with her intuition.

"This is the case first. I have other things to deal with before boarding the plane."

"Yeah, okay, bye."

Xia Ningxuan hung up the phone and continued to modify her wedding plan, but after thinking about it, she still felt something was wrong.

I always feel like something big happened to Han Lan.

After hesitating for a moment, Xia Ningxuan called Han Yiping.

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...

"Wrong? Axuan, what's wrong?" Han Yiping just finished Tai Chi, sat under the shade of the tree and wiped his sweat. He answered Xia Ningxuan's phone and smiled at the corners of his mouth.

There is no way, it is not easy for me to get such a good cabbage if I just smashed my own temperament!

"Uncle Han, Han Lan just called me and told me that he was going to Yanjing to find you."

"Ah?" Han Yiping was stunned when he heard this, and then he realized it and quickly laughed, "Oh, yes, what's wrong?"

"Have he told you something?" Xia Ningxuan asked again.

Han Yiping's brain was running fast, and he was nervous but still calmly smiled: "No, I called him before and said that I would go to Yanjing for a few more days before going back so that he didn't have to worry. He didn't say he was coming to Yanjing to find me. It was probably because the company happened to have something to do on the fly."

"That's how..."

After hearing Han Yiping's words and what Han Lan said, Xia Ningxuan's doubts were relieved a lot. She was about to end the call, but suddenly she thought of something and said with a smile: "Uncle Han, since Han Lan has gone, then I'll go to you too? We just discussed the wedding, so there is no need to wait for you to come back from Yanjing."

"You are coming to Yanjing? No, it's too troublesome. We'll go back soon in just a few days. There's no need to fly another flight." Han Yiping refused decisively.
Chapter completed!