In the 2nd, 3rd and 4th phases of the amusement park, exactly 2, 3 and 4 people died. Nine people, nine lives. So neat, so well-planned, so arrogant.
Now it is not Lao Liu’s problem, but a matter of life and death for three million ordinary people in Jiangcheng.
The Midnight Man's comeback attack was so clean and neat that it hit everyone's weak spots.
Zhang Wei had a gloomy face. This kind of game that involved ordinary people was really infuriating.
There is a feeling of being powerless to start.
A real fight with real swords and guns would be better than being seriously injured.
"Have you found any clues?"
Zhang Wei yelled into the intercom, then waited for a few seconds before uttering a few words: "Wait a little longer!"
"Wait? How long do we have to wait? You are so arrogant all the time, but now you can't even find the source of the phone call. What use are you? What are you doing here..." Zhang Wei yelled, and there was no sound from the other end.
It's no use looking all over the world.
Xiao Yi can only infer that the guy who took away Lao Liu's soul is closely related to the Midnight Man believers and serial killers.
So, the real clue is to play the game with the hacker.
hacker!
This is something I am good at too!
"Team Zhang, where are they playing games with hackers?"
"Are you talking about the network technology team? They're in the computer room in the base station!"
Well, has the base been built
"I'll go check it out... Lao Zhang, hurry back..."
"What did you find out? A spy or something? Hey, hey...explain it clearly!"
The professional driver, Lao Zhang, put on the siren again, ran through the traffic lights, and after a few drifts, he stopped steadily in front of the gate of Bagua Zhenwei.
Open-air racing is his favorite.
Fifteen minutes later, Zhang Wei, who was as anxious as an ant on hot pan, received a satellite call from the base.
"Huizhou? Okay, I'll contact the leader of Huizhou for joint action... How are we doing here? Okay, I'll wait for your notification..."
Zhang Wei waved to the squinting Old Zhang who came back from a round trip. The two changed cars and drove an inconspicuous Wuling Hongguang, which was actually modified by Old Zhang, towards the north of the city...
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Huizhou is mountainous, but that doesn’t mean it is backward.
Although well-known for its tourism industry at home and abroad, Huizhou people have mainly engaged in business since ancient times. Huizhou merchants are known as the three major business groups in history together with "Shanxi merchants" and "Chaozhou merchants". Huizhou's geographical location is also perfect and is known as the "crossroads of three provinces."
A shabby bus was driving slowly along the country path. The road was not bumpy or dusty, but very stable. The country had built a new socialist countryside a few years ago, and the country roads were paved with cement.
The bus had a sign that said "Shanshui Tour Group". Huizhou tourism is well developed, and there are farmhouses everywhere. Such buses are normal. Before the revival of spiritual energy, there would be dozens of such buses a day.
The bus looked simple, even shabby, from the outside, but the inside was very unusual. First of all, the people sitting inside all had fierce looks on their faces, and there was even a black gun barrel sticking out of the travel bag next to their feet.
A young man just answered the phone and said to the driver: "Monkey, the target is Dongshan Village, speed... No need to disguise, just go straight for it."
"Okay! I'm about to fall asleep if you drive so slowly..." The skinny driver became excited. He stepped on the accelerator and the shabby-looking bus immediately let out a steady roar. The speed instantly soared from 30 mph to over 80 mph.
"Brothers, check the equipment. If you see anyone escaping into the mountains, you are allowed to kill them..."
"Captain, is the source of this information reliable? They are a group of cunning guys."
"Stop talking nonsense and check your equipment. We are going to have a tough battle. Don't think they don't have any robbed items. They definitely have guns. If they are desperate, it will be very dangerous!"
"yes!"
The young man who was called the captain narrowed his eyes and looked at the distant mountains. One could see the pupil of one of his eyes constantly shrinking and expanding, as if it was adjusting. At his feet lay a sniper rifle that was much more ferocious than the domestic Type 10 sniper rifle.
If you are a gun fan, you can tell that this is a Barrett m82.
Dongshan Village in the mountains is peaceful and beautiful, with the sounds of chickens and dogs coming and going. There is a sparkling pond in front of the village, a stream meanders through one side of the village, and rows of houses stand beside the woods and hills.
A stone bridge was built over the stream that surrounds the village where houses are densely packed. Huge banyan trees grew on both sides of the bridge. The roots of the banyan trees penetrated deep into the stream, forming a small banyan forest.
There were five or six people sitting or standing under the tree, some smoking, some taking a nap, and two playing Pesticide. But one of them was a man wearing goggles and typing on his notebook with his hands. Gradually, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
The beads of sweat became more and more dense, and his hands tapped on the keyboard faster and faster.
The group of people who were bored before suddenly became nervous. They stood up one by one and stood behind the man in sunglasses. Although they couldn't understand the lines of code, they could still sense the atmosphere.
Heavy, extremely heavy, like the depression before a storm.
Suddenly, the man in sunglasses cursed.
"Let's go, get out of here, we are exposed..."
"I'll go back and clean up..."
"What the hell, just take the money and the gun and leave..." The man in sunglasses wiped the sweat from his forehead, gritted his teeth, and said hatefully: "Contact overseas, we're going to Southeast Asia, we can't stay in China, that guy will find us sooner or later..."
"What about the people in Jiangcheng?"
"I can't control it anymore, just let it die..."
"Where's that Shura? That guy is a murderer. If we leave like this without even contacting him, he will never let us go..."
"Hmph, let's wait until he survives! I've been cleaning up his mess, but I can't do it this time. He's in Jiangcheng, so that buys us some time... It's a pity for the believers who have just developed, but Nanyang is more suitable for us. We will build a magnificent temple to welcome the Lord's coming!"
The man in sunglasses flicked the half-empty cigarette butt into the stream and took off his sunglasses. His pupils gradually faded to a pure white color almost the same as the whites of his eyes.
At the same time, all the villagers in Dongshan Village walked towards the road in front of the village with confused eyes, like a group of zombies.
The man in sunglasses put them back on and staggered a little. Someone next to him supported him in time and he did not fall down.
"Hehehe... You want to arrest me? Unless you bring thousands of ordinary people to accompany me to hell..."
"We will be back!"
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At the same time, Lao Zhang was driving a Wuling Hongguang and approaching a bus from a distance. Suddenly, a middle-aged man on the double-decker bus seemed to sense something and looked back from the rear window.
He had a grin, a mouthful of yellow teeth, and a bit of a fishy smell, but with the T-shirt on his chest that had the words "South City Slaughterhouse" written on it, he didn't attract attention...