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Chapter 397 Good night

Ten minutes later.

"There were signs of prying off the electrical box behind the house. It should have come from the backyard. However, he did not enter the house at the first time. Instead, he went around to the front yard to deal with the dogs first... Tsk, that eliminates the hidden dangers and ensures safety.

There is no need to worry about the way back, a very standard infiltration plan. Then..."

"Then let me come and climb in through the bathroom window on the second floor. If I guessed correctly, the sound of the broken window was covered up by the sound of a power outage. After a few dozen seconds, the second floor was cleared with a knife. Then the power was turned back on, and he

Arriving at the entrance of the corridor, holding guns in both hands, and condescendingly killing the remaining people in the hall one by one, it's as easy as... just like killing a chicken?"

"Do you use a gun to kill chickens?"

"Ha, it's just a metaphor... No, in this case, even if a silencer is added, there will still be movement and sound... Oh, I see, it's the stereo. When these people were playing cards and drinking

If you turn on the speakers in the hall, your death will not be unjust."

"In the alleyway a hundred meters away to the southeast of the building, there are traces of cars stopping there, which were not completely covered by snowflakes. The car he got off there also left from there..."



What is professionalism? This is it.

It is said that the passing geese leave traces and the passing wind leaves behind sounds. What’s more, judging from the various traces left at the scene, the unknown infiltrator did not seem to have any intention of covering up and cleaning up. If he fell into the eyes of professionals, he would naturally be scrutinized.

in vain.

Returning to the second floor, as the last team member who was surveying the external environment closed the door, and patted Ding on the shoulder who was pouting and lowering his head, not knowing what he was thinking, to express comfort, all the members of Shaobai's team arrived.

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If being targeted by local snakes was just a problem before, whether he came to school or not, then the miserable situation in the hall, which was full of blood and looked like a slaughterhouse, undoubtedly made the situation instantly complicated and a bit tricky.

"There's no need to check anymore." A team member stood beside the sofa and spread his hands helplessly, "Although I don't know how I got here, I shot the head with a gun, leaving no survivors, the style... As always, this is already obvious, isn't it?

?”

It was indeed obvious. Everyone present touched their noses and nodded silently when they heard this. The person who just came in patted Ding on the shoulder again, "Ahem, don't think too much, and there is no need to be depressed. Although you are right here to stay here all the time.

, But let’s face it, I really don’t blame you!”

"Yes, Ding, everyone knows your professional skills. It's not that you are incompetent, but that person... you understand!"

"Ah? No, I misunderstood." Faced with everyone's comfort and encouragement, Ding came to his senses and couldn't help crying and waving his hands, but he was free and easy, laughing at himself, "I still know how many pounds I have, how can I have excess?

The idea, I just...well, I don’t quite understand it a bit.”

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and pointed to the door next to the stairs and the location of the bathroom. "Although it has been briefly cleaned, you can see that there are traces of injuries there... They are just thugs and gangsters. How could that person be injured?"

"Ah? Is this the case?" Most of the team members present were called over from behind and were busy working outside the building as soon as they arrived, but did not carefully search the situation inside the building.

"Yes." Tian, ​​who was also the first comer, nodded in agreement, "There are indeed some marks in there. It should be from an operation... but it may not be the ones left by that person. Maybe these thugs were not injured when they were injured before.

I’m not sure how to clean it up.”

This conjecture is more reliable, and everyone is convinced, including Ding, who is still doubtful, and gently nods his head. There is really no other reasonable explanation other than this. Do you think the man capsized in the sewer? He spent his whole day hunting geese and was pecked blind by geese.

?Don't be kidding...compared to this, they would rather believe that the person had acute appendicitis and had to undergo an excision surgery inside! Logically speaking, this is still somewhat possible...

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Shao Bai walked down from the second floor with a phone in hand. Needless to say, this person just went to report, and the person he reported to was naturally Chu Tangge who had contacted him before. After all, it involved that

Position, there is no room for procrastination and sloppiness... He looked at the team members with a puzzled expression, "Don't you understand why I called you here? Hurry up and get busy!"

"Uh..." When everyone heard this, they were stunned for a moment, and then looked at the corpses strewn across the hall. Everyone seemed to be waking up from a dream, and they held their foreheads speechlessly, "I'll wipe it!"

"...Excuse me, is this really France?"

"No, you are dreaming. This is Lingjiang!"

"...I seriously doubt that person did this on purpose!"

"Haha, what else?"

"I'll poke and poke -"

No matter what, this matter can come to an end here - the reason why it is an end, not an end, is because there is still something to wrap up.

If Shao Bai and Ji Rao had followed their previous plan, as long as the plan went well, they would not be needed to do the finishing work, and the local police would take over. But now things have changed, with so many corpses lying around and lawsuits over human lives piling up, it is natural that it will not be possible anymore

Let external factors intervene.

Although what he did was quite covert, it would be very bad if there were gangs behind him. If thugs were sent here, or if the neighbors happened to find him and call the police tomorrow morning, and then follow the clues and involve the tour group, affecting the schedule, it would be very bad.

.

So the safest way is to clean the scene and dispose of these corpses, even if they dig a snow pit and simply bury them, as long as they pass this point, they will no longer know where they have gone, and naturally they don't have to worry about anything anymore.

Trouble later.

Of course, what he said is so true, but this strong and familiar painting style and sense of déjà vu really made many Shaobai team members complain!

You must know that in Lingjiang, whenever someone wants to kill someone or prepares to kill someone, they just follow behind to finish the cleanup. Sometimes, in order to prevent the situation from getting bigger, they even help to finish the job. It is common to stay up late and work overtime. Now it’s hard to get out of here.

I left the country and took a trip to relax, but I still couldn’t escape this situation. Who can I deal with?

Well, actually there is a reasonable solution.

At this time, in the alleyway at the intersection about fifty meters away from the building, where Ding was watching before, a tall figure, of course our Tang Dynasty children's shoes, quietly walked out of the shadow of the wall, looking in the distance and running in and out to move.

The members of Shaobai's squad who threw the body into the car couldn't help but sigh.

"Thank you for your hard work...good guy!"

Looking at it like this, if you guessed it right, you should want to load the corpses collectively into a truck and take them outside the town, find a ravine, dump them, and leave them to nature for burial... This is the simplest and most efficient way to deal with them, and he

The previous thoughts coincided with each other.

Yes, some people may not be able to come out, but the Tang Dynasty really didn't pay attention to Ding who was following him before, let alone Shaobai's plan. If he had known, he would not have used this seemingly direct but rough method to solve the problem. Of course, he was carrying a heavy burden

He didn't have time to think too much at the time. After learning that the jelly beans might be in danger, he rushed over from the next town without hesitation and nipped the danger in the bud.

After it was done, he performed an operation in the bathroom upstairs and removed some warheads and metal fragments from his body. When he was about to clean up the scene, he suddenly noticed Shao Bai and Ding approaching sneakily outside the house... This was probably what happened. He really didn't mean to let it go.

Members of Shaobai's squad wipe their butts.

Of course, these are no longer important now. He is happy to have someone help him finish the work. Withdrawing his gaze, he turned around and walked back into the shadows, holding on to the wall, walked through the alleyway, and got in the car.

While starting the car, he reached out and took out half a box of glucose injection from the passenger seat. He found it while rummaging through the building for medical drugs. He took it and it was tonight's dinner and midnight snack. He took it down.

I downed two bottles in one breath, exhaled the stale breath, and without delay, started the car and drove slowly away from the town.

The killer is really a very strange creature. Perhaps because he often walks in the shadows, his vitality and desire to survive unconsciously tend to be some kind of crawling creature in a dirty corner. To be more specific, as long as he still has a breath

, as long as there is still a glimmer of hope for survival, it is very likely that the result will be survival.

Of course, the current situation in the Tang Dynasty is not that serious, although it is not light. Six full hours of pursuit and counter-pursuit in extremely harsh environment and climate have drained almost all the energy from his body. There is really not a drop left.

, both physical and mental strength are infinitely close to the edge of collapse.

If possible, Tang Chao would like to find a place to stop, even on the side of the road, to take a nap and not recover from his injuries, but at least to replenish some energy and cope with any emergencies that may arise in the future.

But unfortunately he couldn't do this. It was only a few hours before he rushed out of the mountains. Although he basically escaped the pursuit in the final stage, if the surviving elite gunmen of the Pacino family came out, they should be there.

Within dozens of kilometers around, the danger has not been completely eliminated.

It's just death. He can gamble his luck and ignore these dangers, but he can't bring the danger to Tangdou. So, at least in this town, he can't stop...

After deliberately making a circle, when the car slowly drove out of the town, Tang Chao's eyes fell on the rearview mirror. From this angle, he could no longer see anything, but this direction was the direction of the hotel where the tour group was staying. The corners of his mouth raised slightly.

,

"Good night."

With a kick of the accelerator, the front of the car crashed into the wind and snow with a roar. After a few breaths, it left the range of the town lights and disappeared.

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