Chapter 202: Frustrated
The deep and silent starry sky.
Low Earth orbit is hundreds of kilometers above the ground.
A surveillance satellite belonging to America, Keyhole 7, was currently orbiting over Southeast Asia.
At the Kennedy Space Center, the ground control department suddenly received an urgent task requiring them to conduct close and continuous monitoring of a location.
Only 7 minutes had passed since Joshua issued the warning signal.
This efficiency is extremely fast for America, whose operating system has already been bloated to the extreme.
After reading the contents of the letter of assistance, Merlin, the head of the ground control department at the Kennedy Space Center, did not dare to dawdle any longer and quickly asked the technicians to adjust the observation angle of the monitoring satellite.
After more than ten minutes of expedited adjustments, the Keyhole-7 surveillance satellite finally adjusted the angle and firmly monitored the target area around the city of Sandakan in Malaysia.
At the same time, the ground control department is also mobilizing other passing monitoring satellites to ensure that outdoor pictures of the location can be taken continuously.
The other side.
Tom Clark, deputy governor of the Southeast Asian black ships, also hurriedly deployed troops.
He used the official channel of combating international crime to have the head of the American Embassy in Sing Tao directly call Malaysia and quickly request the Malaysian side to cooperate with him to block off that area, on the grounds that a group of dangerous flour vendors were secretly operating in the area.
At the same time, Tom personally brought dozens of black ship sailors and 50 Marines seconded from the US military base in Xingdao.
At the U.S. military airport in Sing Tao Island, we boarded a military transport plane and headed straight to the airport in Sandakan City.
It took only about an hour to arrange everything.
It was obvious that the Black Ship was really fighting hard this time. They tried their best to mobilize all the forces they could.
After Tom and his men arrived in Sandakan City, they rushed straight to the office building.
However, when the fully armed soldiers and local Malaysian police officers rushed into the office building, only a mess was left at the scene.
Tom looked at the captain of the Sandakan City Police Station and said, "Captain Ha Wu, this may involve evidence of some international criminals. We need to deal with it separately."
The captain of the patrol station, Ha Wu, was a short, sturdy middle-aged man. He replied ambiguously, "Isn't this a bad idea? After all, this is against the rules..."
Of course Tom knew that this was against the rules, but he didn't waste any more time talking to Harry.
After a while, Ha Wu's cell phone rang. After answering the call at the door, he walked back in and said with a fake smile:
"Mr. Tom, please! I'll be watching at the door."
"Thank you." Tom nodded, then turned around and waved to his subordinates: "Move."
The waiter at the door took out a small cigar, lit it, then sat in the back seat of his pickup truck and slowly puffed out the smoke.
Another patrolman in a military green uniform leaned outside the car door, watching the busy Black Ship agents with a smile.
Ha Wu handed the cigarette box out of the car window: "Want one?"
"Captain, have you made a fortune? Are you smoking Jinsha?" The young policeman took out a cigarette with a smile. Jinsha is a product of Malaysia's Nanfeng Group.
And this Nanfeng Group is one of the secret subsidiaries of Zhiren Company.
"call……"
"I wonder when these foreign uncles can get it done?" Ha Wu taunted while puffing out smoke.
"Who knows!" An inexplicable smile flashed across the young patrolman's eyes. He had destroyed all the electronic equipment in there half an hour ago, and now he also wanted to see what the black ship was capable of.
Ha Wu glanced at the young patrolman and smiled without saying anything.
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Inside the office building at this time.
Tom's mood became more gloomy with each floor he passed.
Not to mention computers, laptops and mobile phones, even equipment such as printers, air conditioners, televisions and projectors were all ripped out. Any parts with any electronic components were taken away.
As for paper materials, don't even think about it.
The paper materials on site were just some newspapers, calendars, books, magazines and trade data, with no useful information at all.
But Tom did not give up. He has ordered a trace investigation team to collect all footprints, fingerprints, hair, blood, urine , dandruff, etc. from the scene.
However, Charles, the captain of the trace investigation team, and Chen Jiexi and others were frowning at this time.
No blood, fingerprints, hair or anything like that was found at the scene, which is simply unimaginable.
"Has no one ever lived here?" Chen Jiexi asked hesitantly.
But the team leader Charles shook his head: "There are four people in Hamsik's group, plus the three employees they hired, there must be at least seven people here."
"But this scene is too clean. Even our laboratory isn't this clean." Chen Jiexi complained.
This is also the reason why Charles is questioning his life now.
Not to mention bloodstains and fingerprints, there wasn't even a speck of dandruff to be found.
At the scene now, apart from the hair and dandruff that fell from the black ships and soldiers, and the footprints and fingerprints left by those who rushed in, there were no traces of outsiders.
For trace investigators, this kind of environment is like a murder in a closed room.
No trace of it exists.
Could it be possible that those guys could just disappear out of thin air?
When Tom came to the top floor and saw the medical equipment and electrical equipment that had also been "cleaned" spotlessly, his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
"Why is there an X-ray machine here?"
His assistant replied awkwardly: "Three months ago, Hamsik applied for it. He said he wanted to support remote rural areas in Sabah and support some rural converts."
Tom was keenly aware of the problem: "Shit! He must have done something here that we don't know about. Maybe the disappearance of the Governor is directly related to him."
“…” The assistant didn’t know how to answer.
Under the current circumstances, Governor Joshua is definitely in danger, and Hamsik and others are suspected of rebellion.
But the key point is that they did not catch the other party. Even the local employees of this trading company disappeared without a trace.
No specific target was found, which made Tom, the temporary governor, feel extremely difficult at this time.
He knew that Hamsik and others might have rebelled, but the question was which faction did they rebel to? It couldn't be that Hamsik and others were causing trouble on their own , right?
Of course, he also had a suspected target, which was the Luzon side.
After all, Joshua's purpose of coming to Sandakan this time was to meet Matt Marcus, the remnant of the Marcus family.
But there was nothing Tom could do now.
Because the Black Ship Headquarters had no intention of caring about Southeast Asian affairs at that time. Even if a governor might be killed, it did not allow the Black Ship Headquarters to readjust its focus.
After all, the dirty bomb at the Kings Bay base had a huge impact.
No matter how the colonies swell, it matters little to the American mainland.
However, Latin America, which serves as America's backyard, and North America are the bottom line that America absolutely cannot tolerate.
America is now mobilizing all its forces to investigate the origins of the dirty bomb, and the Southeast Asian affairs have to be postponed.
Tom sighed, feeling extremely depressed.
But what does it matter if it's frustrating? Colonies are not as important as the mainland, and things have to be prioritized.
Now he can only collect as much evidence as possible and find out who is behind this. When the headquarters has time, they will naturally find a way to deal with these rebellious colonies.
