"We are still about 100 meters away from the target, and there is about to be a head-on battle - Brother Zhang Ke, has the helper you mentioned arrived? Why don't I see it anywhere?"
His thoughts were brought back to the present by Qingyang's shouts. Zhang Ke looked up and saw the crowded breakfast shop, as well as the people who poked their heads out of the shop to look at the serious serial rear-end accident.
Almost everyone around him was either screaming, calling the police, or watching the excitement. No one noticed Zhang Ke who was speeding past him - at this moment, he had already injected the red ampoule in the beauty of the other side.
His muscle strength and explosive speed have been strengthened to the limit. If ordinary people were not staring at him with all their concentration, they would probably just feel that an unprovoked gust of wind passed by them.
However, Zhang Ke has not yet injected the second ampoule, because according to Ritsuko, the human body can only withstand the strengthening effect of two ampoules at a time. Once overdosed, it will cause the body to overload, tachycardia, and even blood vessels.
It exploded and died on the spot.
When facing the murderer, Zhang Ke is not sure yet which ampoule should be used to assist in the use of the red potion. He should meet the murderer first to see the situation.
"She should have been staying near here. She just received my instructions and is probably heading towards the alley as well." Zhang Ke said, "She is a female police officer. Is there no similar person in your surveillance?"
"Ah, I saw it. There is indeed a female police officer heading in your direction alone, about 300 meters behind you. I thought she was rushing to deal with the car accident." Qingyang said, "There are also a few other cars.
The police cars are also approaching here. They may really be here to deal with rear-end collisions, but I misunderstood them."
"Well, that's good. I've already passed through the breakfast shop. How far is the murderer? What is he doing now?" Zhang Ke asked in a low voice to prevent the ordinary people eating breakfast around from hearing what he said.
Murderer" to avoid causing further panic.
"It's strange to say that he stopped in the middle of the road, looking at a wall as if in a daze. There was a very conspicuous pattern on that wall, as if someone had painted it with red paint." Qingyang said to him.
He described the scene he saw like this:
"The pattern looks like a huge envelope, which has been slightly opened, and there is a mailbox drawn next to it, but the colors used are extremely bright red, it is like freshly poured blood... What does this mean? Child
Is it their graffiti? Judging from the integrity of the pattern, it is obvious that someone has maintained it regularly to ensure that it will not be eroded by weathering or fade."
"I have never seen this kind of special mark in this old alley. It obviously has a meaning. Is it some kind of connector signal?" Qingyang guessed, "Maybe it is someone related to the murderer.
This signal was used to communicate with him, so he stood by the wall in a daze."
"Mailbox, letter..." Zhang Ke chewed these two words silently in his mouth, trying to awaken some unnecessary details that he had long forgotten from his accumulated memory.
Because the moment he heard Qingyang's description, he felt as if a flash of lightning flashed in his mind, as if he had heard of something of a similar nature before.
——By the way, the post office!
Zhang Ke finally remembered the several cycles in which he confronted the murderer in the warehouse of Datong Trading Company - that was also his first experience of reincarnation and death fighting. At that time, he didn't even know why such a huge change in time happened.
The change.
At that time, I discovered that the other party seemed to be able to retain the memory of reincarnation. Although it was extremely incomplete, it proved that I was similar to him in a certain sense. So I asked him several questions through the icehouse door, such as what he did every day.
what are you doing.
The murderer's answer at that time... seemed to be that in addition to looking for someone to kill, he also said that he was going to the post office to pick up a package. The so-called "package" in his mouth should be some kind of high-risk substance that could kill nineteen people after being detonated.
Explosives or gas bombs.
The "packages" he used to attack the police station in his first few reincarnations, or the "packages" he used to attack Datong Trading Company in subsequent reincarnations, were all taken out from the mysterious "post office". Zhang Ke did not believe that the murderer was currently
Reasonable enough to make a homemade bomb and deliberately lie and conceal it.
Therefore, the so-called "post office" must be secretly helping and supporting the murderer's actions, providing him with weapons with a large-scale destruction range. They may even be using the murderer's hands to achieve their own killing goals.
Of course, Zhang Ke didn't think it would really be a post office. I'm afraid it was just a code name. The envelope and mailbox were indeed the symbols most easily associated with a "post office."
So, the wall Qingyang mentioned is probably the "post office" where the murderer obtained the bomb package? This can also explain why he stood still, probably waiting for the "postman"
"Send the "package".
It seems that Qingyang did something redundant. Manipulating the traffic light to cause a series of collisions was completely unnecessary. Even if he didn't do that, the murderer would have headed towards the only back alley - of course Qingyang couldn't predict it.
, this can’t be blamed on him.
"Qingyang, change the battle plan. I will keep a distance and stay still for now. You should still keep a close eye on his every move. Remember to see clearly and report all his subsequent actions and whether anyone else comes to the alley." Zhang
Ke said in a deep voice.
"Huh? Why did he suddenly stop attacking? What if he suddenly stopped dazed and wanted to evacuate quickly again?" Qingyang asked puzzledly, "This is an old city nearby, and the density of surveillance probes is not high. What if we lose him?
If not, all this would be in vain.”
"Don't worry, he won't leave for a while, until he gets the package."
"pack?"
"Well, if my guess is correct, he should be waiting for a package. He will only leave this alley after getting it." Zhang Ke said, "Just help me keep an eye on this matter, not just
Murderer, if there is a postman delivering a package, you must also follow his movements."
"Okay, I understand. It seems that you know more about him than I thought." Qingyang said with a smile.
Zhang Ke also hurriedly sent a text message to Ye Suling at this time, asking her to postpone her actions and lie in ambush at the predetermined location without attacking, waiting for his instructions.
Fortunately, the two did not wait too long. After only about ten minutes, Qingyang reported the latest situation - a strange man wearing a dark blue uniform suddenly turned over from the other side of the old wall and walked straight
He landed in front of the murderer and handed him a package he was carrying.