Moritz looked at Tang Ji and Anthony who were rummaging through boxes in confusion. He remembered that he had locked the door, but the door certainly did not cause trouble to these two people. He did not even hear the sound of the door opening.
You must know that the security of the shabby apartment he lives in is not very good. When Moritz bought the door, it was because Chris was willing to sponsor part of it!
Anthony found several dynamic photos of Moritz and Chris in the drawer, signaled to Tangji, and walked straight into the bedroom.
They did not bring Soult in, but left him in the car. Although Soult's hands may not have less blood than theirs, he was still a child after all.
Tang Ji was not worried about Soult escaping. They had agreed to buy him chewing gum when they returned.
"Hey! It's illegal to break into a house without permission!" Moritz yelled symbolically, but obviously no one really cared about this.
"What are you looking for?" Moritz looked at Tangji. The guy equipped with a military prosthetic leg was sitting opposite him, looking through the messages on his mobile phone one by one, and also made a call with his own mobile phone.
"We found him. This is his mobile phone number. I need you to check his recent activities." Moritz looked at Tang Ji and guessed the other person's background.
Tang Ji hung up the phone. It was very simple to check Moritz's information. What caused difficulties for Aria was that Moritz had entered the credit blacklist at a young age and had been using other people's information to rent money in the past few years.
House, apply for phone cards, bank cards.
Moritz and his little girlfriend were handcuffed together. The girl, who looked less than eighteen years old, was trembling with fear and her lips were white.
Tang Ji frowned and gave Moritz a slap in the face that made stars shine in his eyes: "You like to find an underage girlfriend?"
The sudden act of violence made the girl even more nervous. She opened her mouth to scream, but she wisely fell silent under the prelude of gunfire.
Moritz felt that he had encountered a psychopath. He was beating him because he found a little girl as his girlfriend, and at the same time he was threatening her with a gun.
"What do you want to know? As long as I know it, I will never hide it!" Moritz's eyes moved back and forth along with the prelude of the gun: "I am very cooperative, there is no need to draw the gun!"
"Tell me how Chris disappeared." When Tang Ji asked, he looked at Moritz's living room. For a little gangster with little achievements, the decoration here was pretty good.
"Come again?" Moritz said with some collapse: "Who sent you? I have already told you everything I know!"
Based on those ulterior transactions, Moritz did not call the police after Chris disappeared. It was not until seventy-two hours after Chris disappeared that Chris' teacher called the police and the San Diego Law Enforcement Department began to investigate the matter.
As of the time of Tang Ji's questioning, Chrissy had been missing for seven days, nine hours and twenty minutes.
According to Tang Ji's past experience, if a person disappears for so long, it will be difficult to find him, but the other person is a super human after all, a valuable super human.
At least Wu Qianying still has an optimistic view on the disappearance of the Ice and Snow Princess. Obviously, in the eyes of scientists, the Ice and Snow Princess is a rare material, and there is no need to worry about her life safety in the short term.
"Even if the force that kidnapped her is as smart as me, it will take at least two months to reach the point where destructive research is needed." Wu Qianying confidently told Tang Ji: "And if the person who kidnapped her was just a simple
We want to dig organs from her body. As we speak, the Ice and Snow Princess has been scattered and transported to various parts of the world, so we are fully prepared before setting off."
That's why Tang Ji delayed their departure for a whole day, and they took a land route because they brought too many things.
"Who else has been looking for you?" Tang Ji saw Anthony coming out of the bedroom and pointed at the girl. Anthony gave her a shot from behind, and the girl immediately lost consciousness.
"What did you do? What did you do to her?" Moritz shrank back, as if trying to squeeze himself into the gap on the sofa, and covered his eyes with his free hand: "Don't kill me! I don't have anything.
see!"
Anthony looked at Moritz with some confusion. He had never seen such a scumbag before.
"She's not dead. Now answer my question." Tang Ji was a little impatient. He knew that there was a high probability that he would not be able to find anything valuable from Moritz. He just wanted to try his luck.
But someone else actually came to him and asked him questions about Chris, which was a complete surprise.
"Yes! Before you guys came, a private detective came to see me. It seemed that he was hired by Chrissy's mother. I don't know his name. Just like you, he suddenly broke into my house and beat me.
I paused, asked a few questions, and then left!" Moritz quickly finished what he knew, and at the same time, his body wanted to stay as far away from his girlfriend as possible.
"When did he come to you? How did he come? Did he drive? What color clothes were he wearing? What questions did he ask?" Tang Ji looked at Moritz carefully and found that he had indeed been beaten recently, but the injury was
It's not on his face. He subconsciously raises his arms when moving back and forth. It's obvious that his ribs have been injured.
"Last night! It was about seven or eight o'clock, I can't remember clearly. I drank a lot of wine at that time. The man was wearing a ginger suit. The style was very old. He looked about the same age as him!" Moritz pointed out
Pointing at Anthony: "I guess he came by car. When he left, I heard the sound of the car starting, but I was beaten so hard that I couldn't get up."
"What questions did he ask, and how did you answer them?" Tang Ji continued to ask.
"He was very interested in my relationship with Chrissy, and he also asked me some questions about Chrissy's abilities. Believe me, instead of asking me, you should go to her video homepage. She posts everything, and it annoys me.
Dead!" Moritz complained.
Tang Ji could understand this day. He also watched the video of this idiot being frozen on the pillar several times.
"I found something, Tang." Alia's voice appeared in Tang Ji's earphones: "He should have at least one phone card. Fourteen days ago, he controlled two of them at the same time in a mobile game.
account."
Very good, Tang Ji moved his wrists and helped Moritz unlock the handcuffs: "What else do you want to say to me about Chris's disappearance?"
Anthony knowingly put the girl on his shoulders and threw her into the bedroom, locking the door. The conversation between civilized people had ended, and the next conversation was not so harmonious.
In terms of torture, Tang Ji's methods were very crude, and were more in the style of battlefield torture. In fact, it was not suitable for this situation, because the sound was too loud, there was too much blood, and it was difficult to clean up the traces afterwards.
But fortunately, Anthony is also an expert. His medical skills are superb and his medication is precise, allowing the target to see his abdomen being opened while the target is conscious, and the scalpel cuts through the skin and muscles layer by layer.
The doctor calmly stopped the bleeding, avoided the main blood vessels, and used hemostats to stop the tributaries of the blood vessels. The whole process was so smooth that Moritz didn't even have time to despair.
Until he put the scalpel over his kidney and asked in an indifferent tone: "Do you still want this thing?"
Moritz let out a woman-like scream and then passed out.
Anthony woke up Moritz with a few milligrams of adrenaline, sutured his abdominal cavity in front of him, showed him his trophies, and Anthony helped him cut out his appendix.
"It's a bit inflamed. It's just a matter of convenience. You're welcome." Anthony threw the appendix into the trash can.
Breaking into someone's home in the middle of the night and forcibly cutting someone's appendix, you must have come out of a mental hospital!
"What on earth do you want to know? You should ask!" Moritz looked at the wound on his abdomen and felt like crying because the anesthesia had not worn off yet and he couldn't feel his lower body at all.
But judging from the quickness of the doctor just now, if the doctor was willing, he would probably not be able to use his lower body for the rest of his life.
"Now tell me about the other phone card you hid. Who did you use it to contact?" Tang Ji looked at Moritz's face turning pale and knew that he had hit the point.
"I don't understand what you're talking about..." Before Moritz could finish his words, Tanguy used a scalpel to cut open Anthony's newly sutured wound.
"Wait, I understand, I said!" Moritz was completely convinced: "Before Chris disappeared, I sold her itinerary to someone else. I didn't know who the other person was! I only have a phone number.
!”
Moritz honestly handed over his phone number, and then as the anesthetic wore off, pain began to spread to his brain. He covered the wound on his stomach with a cold sweat, and looked at the two people in horror, as if waiting for the other to judge his fate.
But Tang Ji is not interested in killing him. He plans to keep him and let Ethan monitor him from the air. If anyone is still interested in Chris, or if anyone wants to prevent Chris from being found, this Moritz is the one.
A target on the bright side.
Maybe there are people around now secretly monitoring this place, with the same purpose as his own. Thinking of this, Tang Ji conveniently assigned the anti-tracking work to Aaliya and Ethan.
If Wu Qianying knew that Tang Ji ordered Aaliya to do things so frequently, she would probably warn him not to push his limits. A genius's time is precious.
But Aaliya herself was obviously very happy that she could help Tang Ji. She was on call almost around the clock, waiting for Tang Ji's call. Even if she really couldn't sleep, she would notify Tang Ji in advance.
As for Ethan, he was just a part-time worker. If he didn't work hard, Tang Ji planned to deduct his bonus.
"When you wake up, don't do strenuous activities. You can only eat liquid food within seventy-two hours. Or you can choose to go to the hospital for quick wound healing, but you don't have medical insurance and can't afford it." Anthony said again from his pocket.
He took out an injection and stuck it on Moritz's neck: "Go to sleep now."
Tang Ji was still sitting there, staring at the TV wall directly in front of him. After a few seconds, he suddenly stood up and punched a hole in the wall. Then he took out a hidden passive camera in the wall.
Before entering here, Ethan had already scanned the house with a drone and found no signals that required additional attention. Tang Ji still felt like he was being spied on.
This feeling became even more obvious after Moritz finally became quiet. When he began to sharpen his hearing, Tang Ji heard the faint sound of the camera zooming.
Tang Ji looked at the finger-long camera in his hand, which was only as thin as the tip of a needle. It was most likely shot directly into the wall by someone using a special firearm from a long distance.
He sent photos of the camera to Ethan, who immediately told him that the camera was manufactured by Qilusi Group. Each camera costs up to 8,000 federal coins, has its own energy source, and can run continuously for half a month.
It will be activated whenever a face is detected. It comes with a 64K storage chip, stores the photographed face in the form of binary code, and automatically sends the information every once in a while.
The only pity is that due to its limited size, its signal transmission capability is weak and it can only transmit the signal to a distance of one hundred meters.
"So the guy who installed this thing must be around you, nod carefully, my drone found nothing." Ethan became serious and began to mobilize more drones to go to this area.
"I didn't find any clues on the Internet. All the residents in this building are old residents, and no strangers have moved in recently." Aaliya said to Tang Ji: "I took over the building surveillance network, but 100% of the cameras here are
Eighty percent of them are bad."
Tang Ji looked at the camera in his hand carefully, put it back at the same height as the wall, put it at the same angle as when it was taken out, squinted his eyes and followed the trajectory he analyzed to a window, and motioned for Anthony to turn off the light.
He slowly opened the corner of the curtain, and the lights outside the window were bright. The apartment was in an H shape. Moritz lived on the third floor, and opposite the window were the residents on the other side of the building.
Tang Ji stretched out his hand and brushed it on the glass. There was a small, almost imperceptible bump just under his finger. That was the place where this special bullet entered. It first penetrated the glass and then nailed into the wall.
Through the gap in the curtain, Tang Ji locked the target on the fourth, fifth and sixth floors according to the angle of the camera. It only took him a few seconds to find the target.
A man in a ginger-yellow old-fashioned suit was sitting on the balcony, observing the place with a telescope. After spotting Tang Ji, he waved and said hello to him.
"Anthony, I want you to quietly climb out of the other side of the window and go around to the other side of the building. Don't let our new friend leave alone." Tang Ji saw that Anthony had left. Fortunately, he generously opened the curtains and said
The other party looked at each other.
But the other party obviously did not intend to meet Tang Ji and his group. He waved his hand towards Tang Ji and disappeared into the room.
Tang Ji smashed the glass, fell directly to the ground from the third floor, rushed straight towards the room where the other party was, and quickly climbed up the outer wall.
But the other party had already emptied the building, and nothing was left in the room. Only two corpses were thrown into the bathtub in the bathroom. The bathtub was filled with ice cubes to prevent the corpses from decomposing.
That was the original owner of the room. He was over seventy years old and was already a little swollen from the ice water.
Tang Ji frowned, the other party's style was not that of a private detective.