Zhao Han was standing on the balcony, stretching his body in front of the sun, when he heard bursts of air explosions.
She curiously walked along the balcony, followed the sound, and finally saw the training ground behind the villa.
After watching it for a while, although she felt a little unclear about it, she instinctively felt a unique sense of violent beauty.
The perfect combination of speed and power, every punch can bring out a wave of wind pressure, and every move challenges the limit of dynamic vision.
Recalling how easily the opponent crushed the ceramic handle, she fully understood how lethal these moves were.
She suddenly thought, if she stayed with the other party all the time, how could she fish out the murderer?
Not long after, she was called by driver Li Shuangyue to have breakfast.
At the dinner table, Zhao Han plucked up the courage and said tentatively: "Well, Teacher Wenren, I thought about it carefully yesterday. I might be the murderer's next target. Because I saw the suspect list, the other party might
Start with me to determine if you are being targeted."
When someone hears something, he is noncommittal and appears in deep contemplation.
After a while, he responded: "In that case, I already know who is behind the scenes."
As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and started operating it, as if he was sending something to someone.
Well?
Zhao Han had a question mark on her face. She just felt that the other party was too mysterious. Can the murderer be identified with just one sentence from her?
But she didn't ask any more questions. Not long after, the three people who had eaten started to set off.
The driver drove the car in front, driving all the way north, and the two people sat in the back seat.
After driving for a while, we got off the viaduct.
After a while, the driver slowly stopped the car. There was an intersection in front of him, and the traffic light on the opposite side was turning yellow.
Zhao Han was thinking about something when he suddenly felt something huge appeared on the left. When he turned around, he saw a large truck speeding up and brushing against the car.
She didn't know whether it was possible to overtake on the left side. She only knew that there was a feeling of impending disaster!
She subconsciously grabbed the handle above the car and saw the driver, Li Shuangyue, glanced to the left and made no move to avoid it.
The large truck quickly passed by and went straight forward, obviously trying to speed up and pass the intersection before the yellow light disappeared.
However, just a few seconds before this moment, a brand-new BMW suddenly rushed towards the intersection from west to east on the east-west road in front. Looking at the direction of the collision, it happened to be Wen Rensheng.
The car we were in.
If the large truck had not accelerated into the intersection, the BMW would have hit exactly where Zhao Han was sitting.
However, there are no ifs now. The BMW crashed into the front of the large truck and was crushed!
"Ah!" Zhao Han suddenly exclaimed.
The large truck suddenly braked, but to no avail. Instead, it forced the BMW out of the intersection and stopped more than ten meters away.
Fortunately, the large truck did not roll over. The driver of the truck opened the door with a pale face and got out of the car to check the situation.
At this time, Wen Rensheng frowned slightly and clicked on his cell phone, while Li Shuangyue had already pulled over and stopped.
Wen Rensheng opened the right door and said to Zhao Han: "Get off the car this way. It seems that the murderer moves very quickly."
Only then did Zhao Han become alert and said in disbelief: "Are you saying that the BMW wanted to hit us?"
"Go over and have a look. You might know the owner of the car." Wen Rensheng clasped his hands and walked towards the scene of the car accident.
At this time, some passing drivers were talking on the phone, while others drove away from the scene carefully.
The two of them crossed the intersection and came to the crushed BMW. Through the front window, they saw the person in the driver's seat, an exquisite woman with light makeup. Except for her young face, which was still intact, the rest of her body had been damaged.
It was squeezed into a ball and wrapped in bright red.
"Is this person Wang Qingyue?" Zhao Han said in disbelief.
She had just seen the other person through the live broadcast window yesterday, and the impression had become very profound due to the back and forth reversal, so she thought of the other person as soon as she saw him.
"How is this possible? Hasn't she been identified as not being affected by the alien power?" She then asked doubtfully.
Wen Rensheng shook his head and said, "Do you still remember what Liu Jian said when I taught you yesterday?"
Zhao Han tried to remember and finally remembered some content.
"No one is happy to turn back into a mortal like a pig or a sheep?" She finally remembered some of the content.
"Although I criticized him at the time, what he said is actually right. When ordinary people face aliens, they are like pigs and sheep at will." After Wen Rensheng finished speaking, he was already standing on the roadside, as if waiting for something.
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Zhao Han followed closely, still feeling shocked.
The other party's meaning is very clear. Wang Qingyue escaped yesterday, but he has not escaped today. Just like pigs and sheep, just because they were not slaughtered yesterday does not mean they will not be killed forever.
Not long after, a helicopter appeared near the intersection, hovering seven or eight meters above the ground.
A group of heavily armed people quickly descended and began to isolate the scene of the car accident. Another person walked towards Wen Rensheng who was waiting next to him.
That man had a stern appearance and sharp eyes. He was none other than Inspector Liu whom he had just met yesterday.
"Manager Wenren, we have started the arrest operation according to the prompt you sent this morning." He said seriously.
Wen Rensheng nodded: "Well, thank you for your hard work. If anything unexpected happens, please notify me in time."
Zhao Han is still confused. Who is the murderer, where is he and what is he doing?
But not only did she not dare to say it, she also didn't dare to ask.
"Are you confused?" Wen Rensheng turned around and asked.
"Yes, teacher." Zhao Han replied honestly.
"It's not time to reveal the truth yet." Wen Rensheng finished and walked to his car.
Zhao Han glanced at Inspector Liu, who looked at her and also turned away.
She had no choice but to follow Wen Rensheng back to the car.
The car restarted, left the scene, and sped towards the club. The person who had just died seemed to have no impact on them.
At a quarter to nine o'clock, the two of them rushed to the Tianxing Club.
Wen Rensheng had no classes today. After eating the dark breakfast provided by Wei Yiqing as usual, he closed his eyes and meditated in his manager's room.
At 12 noon, he received a call.
"Well, okay, thank you for your hard work, I will look at the record, that's it."
After answering the phone, he thought for a moment and took out his cell phone.
Not long after, the doorbell rang.
"Come in."
The door was pushed open, and the first person who came in was a boy with a slim build and regular features. It was Liu Jian.
He was a little confused and seemed a little worried.
Behind him, three more girls followed.
"Everyone sit down, I'll show you something." Wen Rensheng asked several people to sit down on the sofa.
He took out his mobile phone, called up his "Secret Key" app, and placed it on the coffee table in front of the sofa for the four people to see.
A video playback screen appears.
Liu Jian only glanced at it a few times, and then his expression changed.
First, an old unit building appeared on the screen. Weeds were growing from the damaged concrete floor. Some old people were playing chess. Then a group of heavily armed men in black shirts appeared and ran towards the unit building.
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The nearby crowd was quickly isolated.
Then someone bursts in, and everything seems to be in order.
Finally, these people rushed up the stairs to the fourth floor, and then pried open a door on the right side of the corridor.
The camera kept moving, and finally settled in a simple study room, where there was a man sitting in a wheelchair, with a semi-bald head, a high hairline, and his back to the camera.
When Liu Jian saw this, his face was already ugly. He held his hands tightly, looking like he was about to have an attack at any time.
Sound appears in the camera.
"Please wait a moment, we can't leave an unfinished game to future generations..." The half-bald man leaned on the desk, with a notebook placed on the desk.
He seemed to have noticed someone appearing behind him, but he did not stop or resist. Instead, he said something and tapped the keyboard faster.
Lines of code are displayed on the screen.
Liu Jian once asked his father what those codes were, and he kindly told him:
"Xiao Jian, that is a code that can bring happiness to people. You must remember to be a person who can make others happy."
