The taxi parked on the side of the road for nearly ten minutes. The girl leaning on Qian Mo's shoulder swayed slightly and rubbed her somewhat sleepy eyes. She was indeed a little tired. She felt very comfortable leaning on the boy's arm.
, fell asleep without realizing it
When he regained consciousness, he felt that his right hand was still in Qian Mo's. He took it out slightly in a panic, and apologized for resting on Qian Mo's shoulder for so long. His shoulder must be very sore.
"Why didn't you wake me up!" He yelled in embarrassment, but he helped Qian Mo hit his shoulder with some distress: "Look, my arm is sore."
Seeing Lin Bingqi's nervous look made Qian Mo feel very interesting and cute. Although her shoulder was resting on her pillow for nearly forty minutes, it had no effect on Qian Mo.
"It's okay, I can let you sleep a little longer."
The corner of Qian Mo's mouth rose, but she regretted it as soon as she said it, because Lin Bingqi was so embarrassed when she heard her words. This was the first time for her to lean on a boy, and she even fell asleep next to him. Thinking about it, she felt her cheeks
fever
"I...I'm going back first." She found that the scenery outside the window was already very familiar. The taxi had now stopped at the bus stop closest to her home. Lin Bingqi opened the door and got out of the car quickly.
There was no reluctant goodbye kiss between lovers. After Lin Bingqi trotted out for a short distance, she hesitated for a while, stopped, turned around and looked back, but saw Qian Mo already getting out of the car, standing next to the taxi and looking at her with a smile. The girl
I mustered up my courage and waved to him as a farewell.
Seeing the girl's somewhat flustered look, Qian Mo touched his nose in a funny way, slowly stretched out his palm and waved, but the girl had already run away.
"Young man, that girl is nice, you should cherish it." The taxi driver looked at the scene of the boy and girl saying goodbye, and felt a little nostalgic for his youthful years. However, time has passed, and the child's mother has lost her original simplicity and has become a philistine and snobbish one.
Qian Mo smiled and nodded, acquiescing to his words. He took out a hundred-dollar bill from his pocket and handed it to the driver: "I will do it."
The driver took the hundred yuan coin and tried to find some loose money from his wallet to supplement the young man's expenses. The travel expenses were only thirty-six yuan and fifty cents.
"There's no need to look for it. You've been waiting for us for a long time, just take it as reward." Qian Mo put his hands back into his pockets and said with a smile.
There was a true story about a taxi driver who took a blind passenger and did not charge him in the end. The white-collar passenger behind him took the taxi and paid the fare of the blind passenger in front of him. They were
The words are: It’s easier for me to make money than it is for you.
Qian Mo couldn't remember this kind of social charity, but the general situation was like this. However, he was not a good person. Although it was easier to make money, he still did not have the noble sentiments. The reason why he gave more was just because the driver made him understand
When something happens, men should take the initiative
"This..." The driver hesitated, and suddenly charged twice as much. Although he hoped to earn more, charging like this made him feel uneasy. However, seeing the sincerity on Qian Mo's face, the driver smiled heartily: "Haha,
Where are you going now, little brother? I'll give you a ride. The money you just paid will be used as fare, but after the meter reaches 100, there will still be additional charges."
The driver felt emotional, but life is always the first priority, and he should not do a loss-making business just because of his enthusiasm.
Qian Mo had no idea of going to Lin Bingqi's house rashly, but it was not appropriate to take the car back right now. She said to the driver: "I still have things to deal with, so don't bother."
After saying that, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and pressed twelve numeric keys on the virtual keyboard. Seeing Qian Mo take out his mobile phone, the taxi driver thought that this young man might have something to do if he stayed here, but he was not a
A busy person will naturally not ask to start the engine, skillfully turn the car around, and greet his next passenger.
Although Qian Mo looked towards the direction where the taxi left, the focus was not on the taxi, but on the blurry silhouette of the car parked a hundred meters away!
When he left the University of Hong Kong, the white van followed him. The distance between the other car and the other car was very far away. If he hadn't seen it four times in the rearview mirror, Qian Mo wouldn't be sure that the white van was following him.
The other party is really cautious enough!
Dial the number. It took a little long this time. Qian Mo frowned slightly. This was the first time it took so long for this number to be connected.
"Xiao Li, what's going on? It took you so long to answer the phone!?" Something must be wrong if something goes wrong. Qian Mo asked directly after answering the phone.
There was a whistling sound coming from the receiver. It should be in a windy place like the roof of a building. Xiao Li's voice was a little noisy due to the wind.
"The mobile phone signal was flickering just now. I suspected that someone was monitoring your phone calls at close range near you, so I ran upstairs, but I can't guarantee whether the other party could hear clearly."
Xiao Li's voice was calm as usual, and he explained in a leisurely manner, but Qian Mo raised his eyebrows and glanced at the van that was driving a hundred meters away with a cold look. The other party actually wanted to tap his phone!
"There is a car following me, they probably want to eavesdrop," Qian Mo said to Xiao Li
The wind poured into the receiver and caused some broken sound. Xiao Li slowed down his speech so that Qian Mo could hear it more clearly: "Then, what do you want to do?"
According to the current situation, Qian Mo can leave at any time, but being stared at like this is really depressing. Qian Mo's temperament cannot bear such an obvious provocation.
"Bring someone to help me 'keep' them...whether they live or die!" Qian Mo's tone was awe-inspiring and indifferent, and the murderous intention in it was undisguised.
"Hey, Hand Shield, your murderous intention recently makes me feel like I'm back to those days in the Middle East. I didn't expect that the peace in the country can't wipe away the violence in you... But, I appreciate it!" When he returned to China, Xiao
Lidu felt that he had become a lot calmer after being assimilated, but Qianmo, the hand shield, was still decisive in killing, so he had to look at it differently.
Qian Mo silently said that the killing lies in the path he is walking on. If he wants to walk well, he must not be soft-hearted. He must use thunderous means to clear the obstacles in front of him. If it is not someone else who dies...then his head will be dislocated!
…
At the same time that Qian Mo and Xiao Li were finishing their conversation, a bald man in the white van a hundred meters away from Qian Mo also put down his headset. Although the van was small, it contained a lot of electronic equipment and densely packed wires.
It is a set of advanced eavesdropping equipment that is not available on the market.
Seeing the bald man put down his headset, the lean man in slovenly black clothes beside him asked in a low voice: "Bald man, who did the prey call?"
The lean man's voice was a bit shrill, which made people uncomfortable to listen to, but the bald man had been working with him for many years and had long been accustomed to it: "The person who answered the phone should have picked up the phone at the wind outlet, and everything that came through was damned.
It’s the sound of electricity that makes it hard for me to hear clearly what the prey is saying.”
After listening for nearly two minutes, all the bald man heard in the headset was the sound of noisy electricity, and now his ears were still buzzing.
When the lean man heard his words, he looked thoughtful. If the other party just happened to answer the phone at the wind outlet by chance, it would be fine. But if the other party discovered his eavesdropping, then the other party would not be so easy to control.
The other party had brutally killed the three dogs, and also killed the short man and the muscular man. The other party's skills were recognized by the boss Di Long, so they did not dare to act rashly, but wanted to find out who the prey was and who were behind them.
Attack and kill!
"Baldhead, tell me, has the other party discovered us?"
Watching the prey a hundred meters away has been squatting in place, making the lean man's eyelids twitch from time to time. The opponent has looked towards him several times, although they have been careful to keep their distance and have confidence in their stealth tracking technology.
, but now, the lean man feels vaguely uneasy
The bald man touched his shiny forehead and said in a somewhat uncertain voice: "No, we have been very careful that the other party's sense of smell should not be so sensitive..."
When you are overconfident, you are arrogant! The bald man has almost never failed during these years of tracking missions, which makes him subconsciously believe that he will not make any mistakes.
The lean man heard what the bald man said, but he still felt uneasy. He always felt that the other person standing there was really suspicious. The other person didn't call or do anything. He just stood quietly with his hands in his pockets. It felt like
…He’s waiting for someone!?
"Bald head, do you think he...is waiting for someone?"
The lean man's face showed solemnity, and he no longer casually called the other party 'dead bald head'. His words were heavy. If the other party was waiting for someone...who could he be waiting for? Then thinking about it, he vaguely felt that the other party had already discovered it.
Himself, then the other party is waiting for... to surround and suppress his own people!?
It didn't matter if he didn't want to, but as he thought about it, the lean man became more and more frightened. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Could the other party be trying to arrest him?
"I feel now that we are being stared at...prey!" The lean man stared at the 'former' prey in the distance and said every word.
This feeling is wonderful. People who have struggled on the edge of life and death have a particularly keen sense of death. Qian Mo has this sense of touch, and the lean man who has slept in a pile of dead people also has this ethereal feeling.
The bald man does not believe in Buddhism or evil, but he believes in this feeling. In other words, they rely on this unusual feeling to survive until now.
"Let's go!" The bald man suddenly made a decision after being interrupted by the constant interruption. However, they had already hesitated just now, and time passed by seconds.
The white van started in an emergency and the steering wheel turned violently, leaving two long black tire marks on the rough asphalt road.
Suddenly, the lean man and the bald man shrank their eyes, and turned the van backwards. The moment the turn was about to be completed, they clearly heard an engine roar that resounded in the sky, and a gray jeep roared straight towards them!
But the young man who had been standing quietly by the roadside suddenly kicked his feet, jumped up and jumped into the jeep! He stretched out his arms so vigorously!
With a start in their hearts, the jeep came straight towards me, causing the lean men's hearts to beat rapidly. The other party's target was themselves!