Chapter 102

As long as you stun the second more, the followers behind will find the fact that he has exposed, so it is difficult to predict whether it will develop to the end of the fish.

At this moment of instinct, Yan Yan bent down, rolling up his pants feet inadvertently, and the movement was naturally no different, and then he got up and went forward.

——The eyes look back at his eyes when he rolled his pants.

It is impossible to ambush a lot of people downstairs. First of all, if there is any, you will not find it all the way. Secondly, the community management has not been omitted to that point. It is possible to slip into one or two outsiders. It's too tight in and out.

So assume that the follower is between one or two people, about fifteen to twenty meters. Under this visual condition, the shooting accuracy is difficult to guarantee, that is, even if the other party has a gun If you suddenly approach the bushes, the time required from the sound of the sound to the attack from the sound of the other party.

Now -Yan Yan calmly measuring his distance from the door of the front, about eighty meters.

As long as one minute later, you can enter the monitoring area.

Dun, Yan Yan's slippers slap on the cement floor. No one saw the back of his hand with a garbage bag.

What do people who follow him want to do?

How many days did they ambush in this community?

Why do you take pictures of him like a paparazzi?

If it wasn't for the wrong time, Yan Yan would almost rose a trace of ridiculous and ridiculous. But what he is most concerned about now is not that he has no guns, no knife, and trimming a beautiful community green.

If you have any loss, will the next goal of the other party be a weak river stop?

The door is getting closer, and the bright lights on duty are gradually clear, and the movement of Suso seems to have stopped behind him. Yan Yan's heart gradually settled down in step by step, and went up to knock on the glass of the duty room.

This security guard has been working in the community for a long time. He knows that Yan Yan is a police officer, but he does not know what the policeman he is. Yan Yan stood at the door of the duty room and didn't go in, and touched the cigarette to him: "Drive, borrow a fire."

The security guard quickly found out the lighter, and the two smoked for a while to face, and asked Yan Yan: "You have been on duty here tonight?"

The security guard said, "That's not."

"Do you see a stranger come in?"

"Then, I stare at it!"

Yan Yanxin said that you still stared at, who I slept quickly when I knocked on the window.

The security guard laughed and asked, "What is Yan Yan going to do, buy things?"

Yan Yan responded vaguely, and the cigarette head was turned off. The person who was almost tracked should be withdrawn, so he said, "Your baton uses me."

If this is borrowed by others, the security guard will definitely not agree, but Yan Yan is a real police officer, and the security guard will be suspicious. Yan Yan took the alarm stick in his hand and seemed to be used to its weight and feel, and then said, "Go back to the duty room and lock the door."

Security: "Ah?"

The security guard didn't realize what happened, so Yan Yan was pushed into the duty room with a hand, and saw that he suddenly turned around, and went straight to the bush at a fast speed. A dark shadow rushed out in the opposite direction!

Security: "..." someone over there? Intersection

The follower hasn't left yet!

Yan Yan settled at the moment when the person came to escape, and a force jumped across the trees, and drank the night: "Stand!"

The wind screamed from his ears, and the followers ran wildly, and strictly chased. The speed of the two was extremely fast. Before the security could react, they rushed out for hundreds of meters. The followers seemed to be very familiar with the terrain of the community. They only picked up the dark and rugged places. , Rushed to the depths of the community.

Yan Yan was wearing a human character drag, and he affected the speed when he rushed. Seeing that he was going to jump the wall and blurted out: "Stop ... fuck!"

There was no one near the point of eating at all. Several nights of running and walking dogs had been hid long ago. Yu Guang saw that he saw three or five people coming out of the parking lot. He glanced at all women. Who would stop? What should I do if the tracker jumps the wall?

In the blink of an eye, the followers have rushed straight to the back wall!

"Let's open!" Yan Yan didn't hesitate anymore, the roar scared the girls screamed and retreated, and immediately threw the police stick out!

The alarm stick was screaming, accurate, only listening to "Bang!" The metal echo shocked for a long time, and the hands of the follower hit the rear wall railings!

"what"

The tracker's extremely low scream should be hit his arm. Yan Yan pushed his legs and caught up, but the tracker who was stimulated by the painful stimulus led to run a few steps. He was more flexible than Yan Yan, and he had a tall wall!

In the next second, the target flashes and disappears.

"I am ah!" Yan Yan scolded, flying to the wall, looking around in the exclaiming of the girls behind him. However, behind the community is a large urban garden. The lamps on the distance flickered on the distance, and the tracker's figure had long disappeared in the vast night.

"Yan Yan!"

Jiang Po?

When Yan Yan turned around, he saw that Jiang Pu had arrived. There were still a few security guards behind him. The brother who had just borrowed the alarm in the duty room took a step -by -time call and hurriedly asked: "It's okay, Yan Brother? Is it a thief?" Is it a thief? "

In front of outsiders, Yan Yan was hard to say anything, and vaguely promised to jump down from the wall. The security guard also attracted several colleagues, and asked around him, "Are you stolen?" "Do you want to call the police?"

"No, it is a little thief. I will ask my colleagues in the bureau tomorrow to see it." Yan Yan sent the security guards who were grateful to the scratch, and let them send them to patrol all night. Ask Jiang Po: "Why are you here?"

Jiang stopped with a light gray sweater, dark gray home cotton trousers and soft -bottomed shoes, and also held the key of the house in his hand. Probably because of the rush, he was a little hoarse when he spoke: "When you didn't come back for a long time, I went downstairs and just met a group of security guards to rush here. What is going on?"

"There are tracking," Yan Yan was short.

He briefly described the follow -up of the tracker just now, and then touched the cigarette from his pocket. The arm muscles were trembling slightly after the tight excessive tightness. The spin was immediately handed over to Jiang.

Jiang stopped the cigarettes, and the light of the fire shown his fingers, and the white mist of nicotine slowly dissipated under the street light.

Both of them didn't speak, and the river stopped hoarse: "I don't feel right."

"how?"

"There is only one person who tracks you, and there is no gun. After being found, run away immediately?"

"..."

Jiang Pu pumped his cigarette deeply and raised his head, and didn't know what he was thinking. The brass street light shines on his beautiful eyes. After a few seconds, he spit out the white mist slowly and thoroughly, saying, "Someone really wants to kill you. But according to my understanding of the spiny K, he was not killed. There will be only this formation. "

Yan Yan twisted his eyebrow suspiciously.

"Let's go to Gongzhou tomorrow." Jiang stopped heavily, "It's time to talk to Qi Sihao to chat."

Gongzhou.

Grand Theater.

The magnificent lights slowly darkened in the hall, and the boiling human voice became silent, and then the golden curtain opened slowly, and the dance drama sounded the first note in the applause.

The heavy side door was pushed away after the auditorium, and immediately a middle -aged man about fifty -year -old and gray hair flashed in. The sight was not used to the dim concert hall. Essence

"...!"

The middle-aged man hasn't made a sound yet, only to hear a male voice with a heavy accent coldly say: "Follow up."

The young man who led the way was dressed in black and looked like a theater waiter, but his stature was far more vigorous than ordinary people, and he didn't know what was stuffed in his back pocket. The middle-aged man didn't dare to say a word, he lowered his head and quickly followed. The two passed through the auditorium one after the other, followed the spiral staircase on the east side to the second floor, and came to the box door in the middle amid the endless singing. forward.

"Wait," the young man dropped two words.

He knocked on the door lightly, and then got into the box. The middle-aged man forcibly suppressed his anxiety and waited outside. It took about two or three minutes before he saw the "waiter" come out, still very concise and neat: "Big brother told you to come in."

The box is facing the stage, and in the dark but spacious space, three large red sofas are placed against the wall, facing the wooden guardrail in a ring shape. There is also a small table and two armchairs in front of the guardrail. A man wrapped in a windbreaker is sitting on the wide chair on the left with his legs crossed. Due to the angle problem, he cannot see his entire face. From the side, he can only see his eyes fixed on him. While watching the opera, his expression seemed to be very interesting, his slender fingers groped for peanuts in the snack nut plate placed on the small table, and slowly ate them one by one.

The middle-aged man was full of anxiety and quickly looked around the box to the left and right, but he could only see a few bodyguards standing in the corner with their hands behind their backs.

"You are..." The middle-aged man couldn't help but grit his teeth and asked, the last trace of rationality made him swallow the word "K of Spades" abruptly.

The king of spades laughed, put his index finger on his lips to signal him to keep his voice down, and said, "Shh, the thirteenth princess has come out."

On the stage, the girl danced with the golden fruit in the music, and the flute gradually became clearer with the accompaniment of the clarinet. The princess who came out at the end was innocent, delicate and beautiful. She appeared brilliantly in the light and cheerful melody of the violin, and the prince fell in love at first sight and vowed to marry her.

"Beautiful?" Spade K raised his chin towards the stage.

The middle-aged man spit out a word: "beautiful."

"Do you think the prince loves her?"

"……Love."

The king of spades nodded, as if it was very interesting: "Yeah, everyone thinks so."

"..." The middle-aged man didn't know what to say. He forced himself to stand up straight, but there was a fine cold sweat behind him. Perhaps discovering this hidden fear and embarrassment, the K of Spades smiled and shook his head, his knuckles banging on the table! Boom! Knocked twice.