When Mo Yang walked out of the Research Institute of the Ninth Military Region, snowflakes were already falling outside. He rolled up his coat, thinking about where to go to relax next.
It's ridiculous to say that this city is obviously the place where he was born and raised, and his memories are everywhere. But until now, he ended up being homeless. He walked quietly on the wide and flat road, and finally took out his mobile phone and started searching for news on the Internet.
When he was about to click on the search website, he saw the green conversation icon, he paused for a moment, clicked on the icon, and saw that one of the only three contacts had reached 99+ .
Mo Yang finally clicked on that person's avatar, and he saw the dozen or so messages sent to him every day by his tireless sender.
[Yutou, where are you? Did you actually shoot someone in your company? !]
[Do you want to be so impulsive? Do you have to do it yourself? Buy|Is it okay to kill people? !]
[Damn it already told you that you want sex, but you still went to find that surnamed Qi? ! You're afraid of not being wanted, aren't you?]
[They really started looking for you. I don’t know if they will find out about our contact, but you should run away quickly. You’d better go abroad. Wherever you go, you can’t live a good life. ? Also, I put ten gold bars in our secret base, if you are short of money, go to that place to dig out the gold bars. Brother, I will help you here for the time being, and after your matter is over, I will find my grandpa to reverse the case for you.]
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[Damn it, you've been missing for a month, dead or alive? Can you give me a squeak?]
[According to the latest news I got, your matter is quite bad in nature, and it has attracted the attention of the big bosses above. I think someone may re-investigate Uncle's case. But there must be someone above that surnamed Qi, and the investigation team has not yet been established. Damn, this thing is really disgusting, you should hide outside first, and I will tell you when I have news!]
Mo Yang carefully read the hundreds of messages from the beginning to the end. Looking at those messages, most of which were nonsense and only a few of them revealed important information, Mo Yang's mood improved a lot. Tang Mian is still so talkative and can't get to the point, but only this friend who grew up with him, after he has become a murderer and is wanted, has not drawn a clear line with him and has been giving him He tipped off that he cared about him.
After thinking about it, Mo Yang finally put his finger on the screen and replied a message.
[Soup noodle, don’t run around chasing beautiful women recently, just squat in your luxury villa to play games, or practice boxing. I'm fine, don't worry.]
Then Mo Yang put away his phone and stopped looking at other related news. He decided to go to the secret base to dig out his own gold bars, hoping that those gold bars were still there. The boy Tang Nian was never smart enough to dare to bury the gold bars in the secret base. Although their secret base has always been safe, but Who knows when it will be discovered? There is no absolute secret base in this world, and time is the most effective way to open it.
Mo Yang hailed a taxi: "Go to Ziwei Mountain."
The driver was stunned when he heard the place name: "Handsome guy, it's snowing now, and the road over Ziwei Mountain is not easy."
Mo Yang didn't even frown: "It doesn't matter if you drive slowly, I'll give you an extra hundred yuan."
"Ha, just looking at the handsome guy, you are a successful career! Don't worry, my driving skills are slipping, and I promise to drive fast and stable. Get in the car!"
Mo Yang got into the taxi and began to close his eyes to rest his mind. He now has a Level 1 Pretender Card and an Invisibility Cloak Card in his pocket. There is also a second-level invisibility clothing card that he bought specially, and a third-level Tang Dao weapon black card that can be transformed into an entity at any time. Thinking about it for a while, even if you meet other people in the secret base, you can deal with it freely.
When Mo Yang was heading towards Ziwei Mountain in a taxi, several teams of police cars also quietly headed towards Ziwei Mountain from all directions.
"Team Song, how can you be sure that Ji Qingyang is in Ziwei Mountain now? Others don't know where it is, don't we know? Ziwei Bieyuan is near that mountain, God, all the people living there It's the retired old chiefs and the family members of the key talents that our country needs to protect, there is a regiment guarding them, isn't Ji Qingyang looking for death when he goes to that place?" Zhang Zhi sat in the car with a look of incomprehension.
Song Kefeng still casually wore a leather jacket and jeans, and his hair was messed up like a bird's nest. His state at this time looked gloomy compared to three days ago, only the light in those eyes was sharper and astonishingly bright. Even though he had only rested for three hours a day for a week, he didn't feel tired at all. Every time Zhang Zhi and other people in the police force saw Song Kefeng like this, they felt a sense of admiration and respect from the bottom of their hearts. pride.
This is their Song team! The whole capital, no, the most powerful police in the whole country!
"Looking for death? That fellow Ji Qingyang didn't go there to seek death. He has nothing to fear." Song Kefeng was still smoking his ever-changing cigarette butt, looking at the heavy snow outside the window, he said: "He is very conceited, Before he became a weird martial arts master or running master, he thought he was handsome and smart, and everyone should be his plaything, so he didn't feel soft or guilty at all when he killed people. Three days ago he He was seriously injured in the cafe, at least at that time he didn't expect that we would find him so soon, so he showed a shocked and terrified expression, and revealed some of his secrets. Normal people, how could they run so suddenly? quick?"
"According to common sense, a normal fugitive would lurk for a while after being seriously injured, and then think of other ways to escape. But is Ji Qingyang a normal person? He is not. He is not even a human being! The more dangerous the place, the safer it is This is one of his ideas. Then, if he is lucky enough to catch a hostage in Ziwei Mountain, and that hostage happens to be someone from Ziwei Bieyuan, what would he do? "
Zhang Zhimeng took a deep breath: "Isn't that a bit of a back?"
Song Kefeng exhaled, "Heh, who knows? It's fucking luck."
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On Ziwei Mountain.
Ji Qingyang walked in one direction with a sullen expression on his face.
His current body is still very weak, even though he has taken out the two bullets that hit his left shoulder and right leg three days ago and healed the injuries, he has paid a very high price for this—
Originally, the dream coins he got from planting tomatoes in the dream world allowed him to get 3,000 dream coins every two days, which was definitely enough for him to buy some first-level red cards to escape. He even prided himself on it, being different and better no matter where he was or what he was doing.
But the injury three days ago caused him to be thrown a bucket of cold water. His 5,800 dream coin deposits could only afford a red "Level 1 Serious Injury Treatment Card". But at that time, his injury required at least two serious injury treatment cards. Therefore, he and his guide 110 signed a contract of voluntary trading of spiritual power and life value, selling his spiritual power and life value.
It is said to be a voluntary transaction, but how could the signing of the contract under such circumstances be truly voluntary? ! What's more, Ji Qingyang is not Song Aotian's brainless fool, even if his guide 110 told him that this is definitely a good thing for mutual benefit, he would not believe it.
As a murderer with many murders in his hands, he is too aware of the importance of life. For Dream World, spiritual power is more important than life value, and he only thinks that selling his spiritual life value is a good thing when his brain is flooded. But he has no choice.
If he didn't sign the contract, he wouldn't be able to buy a second serious injury treatment card, and his chances of being arrested would be greatly increased. He absolutely believed that according to Song Kefeng's character as a lunatic policeman, as long as he saw him again, the People would pull out their guns and shoot him down without hesitation.
So, he has no choice.
Although he has healed his injuries now, his body is always in a weak state due to frequent selling of mental power and life points. He stopped and took a breath, looking at the increasingly violent snowstorm, a grin appeared on his face.
He has been forced to a corner, Song Kefeng is like an extremely vicious wolf dog, following him non-stop, so that even if he has a dream world, he dare not rush into it. He really hated the feeling of being exhausted, so he fought back.
He wanted to let Song Kefeng's damn wolfdog understand how much he should not have provoked, and let everyone who wanted to catch him know what a terrible price to pay for catching him.
Ji Qingyang continued to walk upwards, and soon a withered bush appeared in his sight, and a cave that was covered by the bushes, with a dark entrance faintly exposed.
"Who would know that from here you can directly lead to the back mountain of Ziwei Bieyuan?"
"This is a 'secret base'."
Ji Qingyang pushed aside the bushes and walked into the cave. He decided to take a good rest in the cave for half a day, and then sneak into Ziwei Bieyuan tonight, and set off a night fire that could not be quenched even by heavy snow.
The black Class 3 ID card in his pocket is worth a fortune.
The blizzard quickly covered his tracks.
One hour after Ji Qingyang entered the cave, and fifteen minutes before Song Kefeng and his group arrived at the foot of Ziwei Mountain, Mo Yang asked the taxi driver to stop at the designated location.
After paying the fare and watching the taxi leave, Mo Yang looked up at the mountain that he was very familiar with when he was a child, and he would go around with Tang Mian almost every month or two. He looked at it for a while, He took a deep breath and started walking up. In this weather, no one should climb the mountain anymore. I hope there are no strange beasts living in the cave.
Fifteen minutes later, Song Kefeng squinted his eyes, looked at the footprints covered by snow with a cigarette butt in his mouth, and waved his hand without any hesitation: "Others will explore from other directions as usual, remember to kill Ji Qingyang once they find Ji Qingyang." Kill him. If you find a suspicious person, don’t say anything, just prescribe anesthesia and take him away. This is the last chance, if Ji Qingyang is allowed to run away again this time, then we can all resign and jump off the building. Did you hear that?!”
All the armed police who were ready to go listened to the order and began to search the mountain along the search route that had been planned.
And Song Kefeng has already started to follow this new footprint, walking up the mountain.
Zhang Zhi's little apprentice naturally followed his master.
"Master, why did you follow this footprint? Is this the footprint of that guy Ji Qingyang?"
Song Kefeng glanced at him: "No." Ji Qingyang should have arrived here earlier.
"Then master, why do you want to follow this footprint? What if this person just suddenly became interested and wanted to climb the mountain to see the snow scene? Aren't we going to miss the best time to find Ji Qingyang?"
Song Kefeng didn't speak, and accelerated his climbing speed. It took him a long time to spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth, then bent down to pick it up and put it in his pocket, saying: "There is no reason."
"It's just a gut feeling."
Zhang Zhi: "..." Appeared, Master, this is comparable to the god-like intuition of the black technology of the police station! !
"Then master, when can I develop such intuition?" It is simply the best cheating tool for catching prisoners.
Song Kefeng chuckled: "Wait another hundred years. This is my innate skill honed in countless chases on the battlefield and countless life-and-death battles. You flower in the greenhouse should stop wishful thinking."
Zhang Zhi curled his lips, and just as he was about to say something, he suddenly saw Song Kefeng making a gesture to stop silencing, and immediately became alert.
And at this moment, Mo Yang who was walking in front suddenly stopped, frowned and turned his head to look down.
At least there is no one within a hundred meters below.
But the subtle sense of anxiety and tension during the escape was transmitted to his brain.
Mo Yang pursed his lips, and directly took out the second-level invisibility clothing card and took a picture of himself. His figure disappeared into the howling snow in a very short time.
"...shouldn't be so melancholic, right?" President Mo muttered as he walked after being invisible, "It seems like Song Kefeng is following up with that old dog again."
"That's not right, isn't that guy arresting Ji Qingyang's murderer? What is he doing in Ziwei Mountain?"
"Could it be that Ji Qingyang has come to Ziwei Mountain? This place is guarded by the army, is he impatient?"
After muttering a few words, Mo Yang suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth and his face became ugly, "That guy can't be...he's just a lunatic!"
As the first discoverer of the secret base, he certainly knew that there was a passage in that cave that could lead directly to the back mountain of Ziwei Bieyuan. And it only takes thirty minutes at most from the back mountain of Ziwei Bieyuan to the residential area of Ziwei Bieyuan. Imagine a desperate murderer being chased like a dog, what will happen once he enters the very precious and rare sheep Whatever happened, Mo Yang had to wipe off the sweat of Song Kefeng and the people in Ziwei Bieyuan.
But the location of that secret base is very hidden, and he and Tang Mian have regarded it as a secret base for at least six years. How could Ji Qingyang find out there? What's even more strange is that he found out there, why didn't he do anything? There were a lot of things that Tang Mian and he got in there, and they were worth a lot of money.
With doubts, Mo Yang walked to the cave hidden behind the bushes and dense forest in Ziwei Mountain.
He spotted the plucked bush marks at a glance. Mo Yang took the Tang Dao with him, and then very carefully pushed aside the bushes and entered the cave.
He was sure that there was someone following behind him, and that person was probably Song Kefeng's police dog, so he didn't need to meet Ji Qingyang in the cave in advance at this time. It would be perfect for Song Kefeng and Ji Qingyang to reappear after they were done fighting each other.
So Mo Yang found a hidden corner in the cave where he could see what was happening in front of him and squatted down quietly. Anyway, his second-level invisibility cloak card time is two hours, he can definitely afford it.
In his corner, Ji Qingyang can be seen sitting on Tang Mian's favorite lazy sofa, turning on the automatic generator and electric heater, and drinking his precious coffee comfortably.
Just by looking at his relaxed appearance, one can tell that this person is definitely not coming in for the first time.
Damn, this person definitely regards their secret base as his own secret base, right? It's still the kind of secret base that only enjoys nothing for nothing. When he saw the things in the cave growing little by little, it must have been very sour, right? !
Why didn't Song Kefeng shoot this guy dead? !
Just as Mo Yang was thinking like this, the sound of light footsteps suddenly reached his ears. He quickly held his breath.
Song Kefeng came to this cave following Mo Yang's footsteps, even he never thought that there would be such a secret place in the depths of a dense forest in Ziwei Mountain.
He slowed down his breathing again but quickened his pace. He was sure that the target he was looking for must be here.
The moment Song Kefeng stepped into the cave, the color of Ji Qingyang, who was still drinking coffee, changed immediately.
The voice of the guide with Xiao Xiao in the machine sounded next to his ears:
[Host please pay attention, host please pay attention, setting the first dangerous target is approaching rapidly!]
The moment Ji Qingyang heard the notification sound, he smashed the coffee cup hard towards the entrance of the cave, and then rolled on the spot.
boom!
Song Kefeng's bullet had already accurately pierced through the back of the sofa chair he was sitting on.
Mo Yang: "..." Damn Old Dog Song! That's a lazy sofa that I paid for! ! !