Hua Cuo thought happily in her heart as she jumped towards the low building.
However, when she was about thirty meters away from the building, Huacuo suddenly stopped and quickly hid behind a tree.
The surroundings were quiet and dark. Except for the occasional call of a night bird in the distance and the rustling of leaves in the night wind, there was no movement at all.
In ordinary mountains, even if it is a tourist resort, the top of the mountain should be quiet in the early morning, which is normal.
But Hua Cuo felt something was abnormal in what should have been a normal environment.
In this little-known Qilin Mountain, there lives an old man who is worthy of the attention of the No. 1 leader of the Republic. The eight guards around him are all elites of the Central Security Bureau. In addition, Wu Chengsan, an absolute master, is here.
Anyone who comes within three hundred meters of this building, especially in the early morning, should be discovered by them!
However, now that Huacuo has penetrated within thirty meters, he has not been questioned for what he asked?
Could it be that the guards who were used to peace and quiet were all asleep?
As soon as Hua Cuo had this idea, he denied it: Impossible!
What is the concept of elites in the Central Security Bureau?
Even if they perform protection tasks in peacetime, they will not be careless at all.
What's more, in the jungle surrounding this low-rise building, there are forty-eight hidden cameras installed in four directions!
These cameras, which are exactly the same as those in the jungle, were installed by Wen Gongzi and Yan Dongwu, who are known as the number one network masters in China. Even the so-called international killer king, You Mei, has no chance of evading all the cameras!
As long as there is an intrusion, the guards on duty will immediately detect any abnormality from the camera and make the most correct response immediately.
But now, Hua Cuo has crossed the warning line for more than 370 meters, why hasn't anyone come to question her yet and stop her?
How is this going?
Hua Cuo hid behind the tree, biting her lip, and her mind was racing: Could it be that something happened to Grandpa and the others too!?
After this terrible thought came to mind, cold sweat broke out from Hua Cuo's forehead, his face instantly turned pale, and he felt a strong sense of suffocation.
"Impossible, how is it possible? Who dares to come here to take advantage of grandpa?"
Hua Cuo murmured, turned around and looked around, then quickly ran under an old locust tree.
There is a camera installed at the root of the third branch of this old locust tree, and the flower error is very clear.
After taking a deep breath and forcing himself to calm down, Hua Zao used his hands and feet together, like a civet cat, to climb up the old locust tree and reach the third branch.
Then, she saw the camera, her vision went dark, and she almost fell from the tree: the camera was not obscured by anything, but the camera side was facing the sky.
In other words, someone has tampered with the camera, making it lose its original function.
"Who did this? Could it be Tang Peng? No, no, how could Tang Peng know the existence of these cameras? Because even Uncle San and the others don't know where all the cameras are installed, except for me and...
"
When Hua Cuo thought of this, her originally pale face suddenly turned deathly gray. She didn't dare to think about it anymore, and then she grabbed the tree branch, turned over, and jumped down from the tree.
Hua Cuo squatted on the ground, forced himself to calm down again, pulled out a military bayonet from his right calf, bent down against the jungle, and silently pushed into the low building.
Soon, Hua Cuo came to the back of a house made of blue bricks, put his ear to it, listened carefully for a moment, and then quickly moved towards the east along the base of the wall.
Corner - When Huacuo quickly came to the corner of the house, his right foot touched something soft.
Completely subconsciously, Hua Cuo quickly retreated, and the saber in his hand pierced him with a swish!
The tip of the saber, shining with the cold light of the night, suddenly stopped a few centimeters above the soft thing.
If that thing made any movement, Hua Wan would stab it without hesitation.
Since the thing didn't move, she didn't rush to stab it. Instead, she slowly raised her head and used the faint starlight in the sky to see clearly what it was.
This is a person.
To be precise, it should be a dead body that has been dead for no more than half an hour, and the body is not completely stiff yet.
Hua Cuo stared blankly at the face with blood stains dripping from the corners of his mouth, and his whole body began to tremble: Xiaomiao!
This person who died not long ago was Xiao Miao, the squad leader of the eight guards of the Yan family.
"Why did Xiaomiao die here? His skills are so outstanding!"
Huacuo stretched out his left hand tremblingly, subconsciously probed under Xiaomiao's nose, and then placed it on the artery on the side of his neck.
The seedling showed no signs of life.
As the head of the eight bodyguards of the Yan family, he died here in a strange way. This is enough to show that the Yan family may have encountered something unexpected.
After discovering Xiaomiao's body, Hua Cuo didn't need to think too much. He also knew that others, including his third uncle, had been murdered in strange ways.
"Grandpa, grandpa!"
Hua Cuo choked in a low voice, fearing that she would cry, so she quickly covered her mouth with her left hand.
As soon as she put her left hand to her mouth, she smelled a faint fishy smell.
Just now, when Huacuo used his left hand to test Xiaomiao's signs of life, he touched the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
Whether it is a dead person or a living person, it is normal for blood to smell like blood.
But why does the blood flowing from the corner of Xiaomiao's mouth smell fishy?
Hua Cuo reached out again and wiped the corner of Xiao Miao's mouth. Then she slowly put her index finger into her mouth and licked it gently with the tip of her tongue. Her cold heart sank again: the gate to hell!
The blood spit out by the dead seedlings contained the most common gate to hell in the military!
The Gate of Hell is a poison used by special military departments to assassinate targets.
This poison is colorless and odorless when used, but it will have a sweet taste in the blood spit out after death. The military calls this poison the Gate of Hell.
As an elite member of the Central China Military Region, Huacuo had no reason not to know this.
Someone put poison from the Gate of Hell in the food of Xiaomiao and others.
As for who that person was and how he put the poison into the food of Xiao Miao and others, Hua Cuo had no time to think about it. She stood up suddenly, clutched the saber tightly, and moved quickly to the front yard against the wall.
The above issues are no longer important now. The important thing is that Hua Cuo must see the old man of the Yan family, whether he is alive or dead, whether she will live or die, she has no choice.
The front yard was still quiet. Huacuo endured her great grief and stayed at the corner for a few seconds before slowly arriving at the door of the room where the old man lived.
The room where the old man lived had no windows, only two old-fashioned wooden doors.
The wooden door was closed, but there was a gap two fingers wide, and light spilled out from the gap.
Hua Cuo held her breath and slowly looked at the gap while leaning on the ground.
After just one glance, Hua Cuo suddenly let go of the tense nerves in his body: Old man, you are safe and sound!
Hua Cuo saw that grandpa was still sitting on the Taishi chair on the right as usual, holding a tea cup in his left hand and the cup lid in his right hand, about to drink water.
To the right of the old man, stood a middle-aged and elderly man, with his head slightly bowed and his hands on the outside of his thighs. It was his third uncle Wu Chengsan.
After seeing that grandpa was safe and sound, Hua Cuo stood up, pushed open the door and jumped in: "Grandpa!"
The door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and someone suddenly rushed in. Especially in the early morning on the barren mountain, if it were anyone else, they would definitely be scared to death.
But Mr. Yan was not frightened to death, and even his hands holding the teacup did not tremble. He just raised his head, looked at Hua Cuo with a calm gaze, and said calmly: "You shouldn't be here."
Hua Cuo was stunned for a moment, stunned on the spot: "I shouldn't have come!?"
Before Hua Cuo finished speaking, he felt a strong wind blowing from behind him, and the sound of sharp blades piercing the air could be clearly heard!
Completely out of instinct, after being attacked from behind, Hua Cuo suddenly dwarfed, then twisted around and raised his saber!
With a crisp sound, Hua Tiao's saber blocked a black spur, and sparks flew everywhere!
The person who attacked Hua Cuo from behind was about 1.65 meters tall, slender, with a black gauze covering her face. She was wearing a black tights and high-waisted riding boots. You could tell at a glance that she was a woman, and she was certainly older, because
The stab she was stabbing at Hua Cuo was so powerful that it actually made Hua Cuo's mouth numb!
Hua Cuo quickly took two steps back, without even asking who was coming. He swung his saber diagonally and pounced on him!
The woman in black raised her hand to block it, twisted her body and kicked out, and the front of her riding boots shone with a dazzling cold light!
There is actually a blade on the tip of this woman's shoe, and it is also blue. It looks like it has been smeared with blood-sealing poison. If she were kicked by this, she would probably lose her ability to resist on the spot.
Hua Cuo's eyes flashed, and he jumped away, sweeping his right arm. Just when he was about to fight in close quarters, he felt a black shadow flash in front of his eyes. He had no time to react, and felt his neck tighten and his body suddenly rise up!
"ah!"
Hua Cuo hissed and looked up.
She was surprised to find that there were four men in black squatting on the roof beams of this old-fashioned room.
One of them held a rope in his hand, and she was locked around the neck with a noose.
…
Qilin Mountain is a small mountain in the eastern suburbs of Nanfang City.
The mountain has two hills in total, with an altitude of more than 200 meters and a gentle terrain.
Because there are towering trees everywhere on the mountain, this place was still a good scenic spot more than ten years ago.
However, later a big shot lived here.
The local people don't understand the origin of this big man.
But many people have seen with their own eyes that during the Chinese New Year, some cars with special license plates will come here, including the mayor of Nanfang City.
(I would like to express my gratitude to Adolf for his support in winning the medal - by the way, I am disappointed that my brother did not enter the competition for the individual league. My work has been going well recently, but I just joined in and I am somewhat uncomfortable, especially having to interact with unfamiliar people every day.
Dealing with beauties and handsome men is exhausting, but it makes me happy. Hehe, I wish you all a happy life!)