The next day, at around seven o'clock in the morning, two cars were slowly driving along the edge of the street in the Aling neighborhood of Washington.
This is a well-known living area for the rich in the entire District 1. The world-famous pentagonal building from before the Christian era was located here. According to statistics, the per capita annual income in this district at that time was more than 100,000 US dollars.
In front of a single-family villa, a plump Chinese woman led her young son and scolded the driver next to the car.
"I've told you, he has an art exam today, how can you still be late? Don't you want to do it anymore?!" The woman scolded with a fierce face: "You keep asking for a salary increase every day, but you slip up at the critical moment.
What use do I need from you? If you can’t catch up today, don’t come to work...!"
"Excuse me, madam!" the driver nodded and bowed in response.
While the two were communicating, a man in a suit and leather shoes came out of the courtyard, carrying a leather bag and urging: "Stop arguing, I'm almost too late, let's go all the way."
"Let's go." The wife glanced at her husband and opened the door to get in the car.
"Buzz!"
The sound of roaring motors was heard, and two off-road vehicles suddenly sprang out from across the street, blocking the luxury business of a Chinese couple one after another.
"Bang!"
The car door popped open, and a masked man rushed down with a gun, put it on the man in a suit's chest and shouted: "Don't shout!"
At the same time, three other masked men stepped forward neatly and roughly dragged the woman and the six- or seven-year-old boy toward the car.
"What are you going to do?!" The man in the suit yelled in horror: "I am...!"
"Bang!"
Before he could finish his words, the man in the suit was hit in the face with a bullet.
On the broad street, the sun was shining brightly, and several women's shouts suddenly sounded.
After a while, neighbor Markle glanced out curiously in the courtyard and saw cars parked neatly at the door of the Chinese couple's villa, the door locked, and nothing unusual was found.
"Fighting again? Idiot! Why don't you poop on the bed to get revenge?" Marklay muttered in his heart, turned around and went to clean up the flowers and plants in front of his house.
On the two off-road vehicles, the gangsters did not take off their masks, but held a family of three and the driver at gunpoint, and quickly fled the scene.
In the co-pilot, a man of medium build lowered his head and sent a text message on his new SIM card phone: "The person is in hand."
…
In downtown Washington, next to a certain street.
Su Tianyu, Hou Guoyu, Fei Pingsheng, and Daxiong, who had just arrived, a total of eight people were sitting in the car, eating bread and drinking water.
In the passenger seat, Hou Guoyu yawned so sleepily that he turned to look at Su Tianyu and asked, "What are we thinking about?"
"What ideas can we have? Gu Baishun has lost contact. It is impossible for us to find him." Su Tianyu ate the bread: "We can only find the person he wants to find."
"Are you talking about Jing Yan?" On the way, Fei Pingsheng had already listened to Liu Zi's narration of what happened.
"We can only lock him up." Su Tianyu nodded.
"I just have a question." Fei Pingsheng looked at Su Tianyu longingly: "If Jing Yan hadn't coerced Gu Baishun, would our trip have been in vain?"
"The internal fighting in the Coders Association actually involves the interests of three parties. Garrison and Zhang Ming's side, our side, and Jing Yan." Su Tianyu tore open another piece of bread and continued eating, "What the heck.
Zhou Peng is not in the interests of the garrison, and engaging Wei Ge is not in our interests. If we remove these two sides, who is left?"
"Jing Yan's chances are indeed very high." Fei Pingsheng sighed: "You are right, we have no choice. Apart from this line, we have no other clues."
"Wait, wait until the people arranged by Director Liu come to find us." Su Tianyu lowered his head and glanced at his watch: "We don't know when we will set off, so let's not look for a hotel. If anyone is tired, just rest in the car for a while."
"Okay, I'll squint for a while." Fei Pingsheng finished eating, lay down on the back seat and closed his eyes.
Outside the car, Hou Guoyu looked at Daxiong, who was even stronger than himself, and asked casually: "Are you a professional UFC player?"
"No...no, amateur." Big Bear shook his head.
"I heard that you haven't lost in the last dozen games," Hou Guoyu was somewhat dissatisfied: "You're pretty awesome, right?"
Big Bear blinked his eyes, his expression full of confidence: "I can only say that he is the king of force."
"Damn, go back and practice!" Hou Guoyu was somewhat suffering from the second grade disease.
"You...you can't beat me."
"Come on, try it!" Hou Guoyu stretched out his palm: "Crack your wrist and let me see how strong you are."
Su Tianyu looked at the two people speechlessly in the car: "Are you idle? You are mentally ill! Can you be more mature?!"
…
Washington.
In an apartment building in an ordinary neighborhood, an old lady sat at the window, looking at the outdoor scenery with a calm expression.
She is Gu Baishun's mother, who has been kidnapped for several days.
There was a sound of footsteps, and a young man walked in from the door, holding a simple self-heating snack in his hand. He walked to the window and said, "Eat something."
Gu Baishun's mother didn't even raise her head to look at him, she just replied calmly: "Put it here, thank you."
The young man placed the dinner plate on the window sill, turned around and looked at his companion who was sitting at the door watching the old lady and said, "Come on, let's play again."
Gu Baishun's mother glanced at the dinner plate, put her hands on her legs, and stood up with difficulty: "I'm going to the toilet."
"Let's go, I'll go with you." The young man replied holding his cell phone.
The two of them came to the bathroom door together. The young man lowered his head and looked at the screen of his mobile phone: "Don't close the door, go ahead."
Gu Baishun's mother glanced at him: "What can I do as an old lady?! I want to change my underwear. Can you stay away?"
"What underwear are you changing into?"
"My kidneys are not good and my pants are dirty..." Gu Baishun's mother replied with some difficulty: "I'm not feeling well."
The young man frowned: "You open the door and do it, no one is looking at you."
"I'm older than your mother, do you want to watch me change my clothes, kid?" Gu Baishun's mother asked with a trembling voice.
The young man glanced at the old lady, put his cell phone helplessly in his pocket, went into the empty bathroom and checked it carefully, then walked out and said: "You are so old, I don't want to embarrass you. You are sensible, you can do it yourself
You can feel more comfortable. It only takes two minutes, hurry up!"
After saying that, the young man walked into the living room.
…
afternoon.
Next to the wasteland about 30 kilometers away from Aling District, two off-road vehicles stopped. They tied up the leading man of a family of three and the driver in the city, and stepped out of the car.
Five minutes later, another car arrived, and Gu Baishun opened the door and walked out wearing a bandit hat.
"He's in the car." The leading man was Guo Zhengdao, another key member of Gu Baishun's team.