Besides, who would have thought that this would happen? If they could have foreseen it, the water pipes in Tang Dynasty's house would have burst...
Time passed minute by minute, and the sun on the horizon gradually set in the west in a slightly uneasy wait. There was no dusk glow, only large tracts of white mist that seemed to emerge from the cracks in the ground, one after another, covering the distant fields.
Swallowed quietly.
There was no movement in the two-story building under surveillance. No matter whether it was upstairs or downstairs, the windows were closed tightly and the curtains were closed without any gaps. The silver BMW car at the front door was still parked there. It was Zhong Wanqing who had just stepped out of the building.
After the car was confirmed, I bought a pack of cigarettes.
Skillfully tearing open the plastic packaging of the outer shell, Zhong Wanqing raised her hand and gestured, "Will you?"
He shook his head, "No, thank you." This was not a pretense. Tang Chao seldom smoked, and even if he did, he would only smoke one kind and not the others.
"Do you mind?"
"do not mind."
Nodding, click, took out a disposable lighter and lit it, Zhong Wanqing lowered the window, holding a cigarette in her right hand and leaning against the window, "It won't be good, don't learn it, it's harmful to your health, it's hard to quit. I can't quit."
Lost...the old habits."
I didn’t go into details, but Tang Dynasty naturally understood that as a profession like the police, it was still in the scope of criminal investigation. It was common to work overtime and stay up late, and the pressure was extremely huge. It was basically impossible to withstand it if you didn’t smoke.
"I'm sorry, there aren't any passing vehicles here, so I have to ask you to work overtime with me on your first day at work." After confirming that the silver BMW hadn't driven away and that the target was still in the two-story building, they wouldn't have given up halfway.
She left casually, including Mu Ling. Although it was past the time to get off work, she was still on standby in the office at this time.
Tang Chao shrugged nonchalantly: "I'm on a mission, that's understandable. I'm young and can endure hardships... as long as the commission is sufficient." There has been no movement for such a long time. Could it be that this is a hiding place, not an action place? It's not like that before.
The sources of snooping are scattered, and it is clearly an encirclement...
Zhong Wanqing laughed: "Ha, you are a bit greedy, Xiao Tang."
"This is the source of human progress."
"Tsk, that makes sense. I believe you read a lot of books now. Okay, the order is done, and I'll count it on you..."
Before he finished speaking, suddenly, wow——
There was a sound of breaking glass, followed by a loud bang. Under the dark sky, a dark object fell from the sky without any warning, and fell directly onto the road three meters in front of the car, motionless.
With a flick of his finger, the cigarette ashes fell. Tang Chao and Zhong Wanqing subconsciously looked up and saw that it was actually a person, a middle-aged man wearing a gray nightgown. His hands, feet and limbs were twisted at irregular angles. It didn't look like he had been thrown. There were also people around him.
There was no tall building, but it looked like it had been broken by someone. The head was tilted this way, the eyes were wide open, full of fear, and the red blood quickly spread under the body.
"Make a movie..."
"Zhou, Zhou Wangcai?"
"Well?"
Tang Chao's reaction was naturally pretentious. With just a glance, he knew very well that it was a dead man, but he really didn't expect that the dead man was actually the target of their mission, the cheating Zhou Wangcai.
As expected of a criminal police officer, Zhong Wanqing reacted very quickly and immediately shouted: "Quick, drive!"
In fact, before she could say anything, the Tang Dynasty was already on fire, but when she put her palm on the gear, she paused involuntarily. The road ahead was blocked... It was not Zhou Wangcai's body, but a mysterious figure that quietly appeared at some point.
The figure next to the corpse.
Tall, well-built, with thick black hair, he looked very healthy, but his pale complexion and facial features were clearly not Asian. Looking at the dead Zhou Wangcai on the ground, he raised his head and saw a pair of dark eyes that were almost completely hidden in the gloomy sky. He looked quietly.
.
Is it him...whose business scope is so wide? North America can't even accommodate you? Or is it just the right time...Wait, the mutants who landed, Zhou Wangcai, Snakehead...I didn't look at the almanac when I went out...
"Xiao Tang...run away if you have the chance..."
Zhong Wanqing's voice was slightly trembling, and some things were relatively similar. Just as criminals understand criminals, the police also understand criminals. Although she did not know the specific identity of the Westerner in front of her, she had seen a pair like this.
Eyes, they are a heinous murderer. No matter when he is killing, when he is arrested, or when he goes to court and is sentenced to death, his expression and eyes are just like this, empty, boring, indifferent to everything... But at least they still have emotions.
Yes, indifference is also an emotional expression, but the dark eyes in front of me are only calm, the ultimate calm!
Loosening his fingers, the cigarette butt fell. His right hand naturally retracted into the car and drooped. When he took it out from under the car seat, there was a shrinking stick in his hand. It was normal, as Zhong Wanqing said before, this business is after all
If there is a risk, you must have the necessary self-defense props.
But as the tall Westerner stepped forward, his shirt swayed, and he inadvertently exposed the silver pistol at his waist, Zhong Wanqing's breath suddenly caught in his breath, and he tightened his grip on the shrinking stick, and said in a dry voice,
"Calm down, Xiao Tang, I'm with you."
"Oh." Tang Chao turned his head and looked at the approaching Western man. He was not nervous. In fact, his expression was more out of place and novel, as if he suddenly saw a national treasure on the road... It's a pity that Zhong Wanqing is very nervous now.
She didn't appreciate his superb acting skills. She turned around and murmured to herself, "It's strange. It's so well hidden that I couldn't even find the camera... And I hired a foreigner to act. It cost a lot of money!"
"..." You can clearly see that the corners of Zhong Wanqing's mouth twitched, and she opened her mouth to say something, but in the end she said nothing. She was probably thinking that ignorance is bliss... The tall Western man walked to the car, and the passenger's car
By the window.
He glanced at Tang Chao who was smiling and waving hello, paused, looked at Zhong Wanqing, and said, "Excuse me, what time is it now?" It turned out that it was not English, but a vague and awkward Chinese. It was very strange.
Standard, but I can barely understand the meaning.
Zhong Wanqing obviously didn't expect that the conversation would unfold like this. For a moment, Tang Chao rushed to answer: "It's half past five, hey, can you understand me?"
The Western man seemed not to have heard anything, but still looked at Zhong Wanqing: "You followed him for about two hours in the afternoon, and you stared at him for an hour here. You know him."
Of course he was referring to Zhou Wangcai. Zhong Wanqing's expression suddenly changed when he heard this, and then became extremely bitter. What is this, a mantis stalking a cicada, with an oriole behind? She has been followed for such a long time without even noticing.
Taking a deep breath: "Yes, I know, I am an investigator." There is no way to hide this.
"That's your private detective abroad." Tang Chao added, and then he seemed to realize something belatedly, "Why are you asking... isn't this a movie?"
"It's good that you are honest." The Western man nodded slightly and stretched out his hand, "Give me the information, it's his."
"NONONO!" Tang Chao shook his head repeatedly, "I can answer you, this is a business secret, uh, Secret, understand? It can only be given to the employer, not to outsiders, you know?"
Zhong Wanqing, who was caught in the middle, grinned when she heard this nonsensical answer. She wanted to laugh a little, but was worried that Tang Chao's attitude would anger him, so she quickly said: "Xiao Tang, you..."
Tang Chao waved his hand and interrupted without hesitation: "It's okay, Sister Qing. I've read a lot of our office's rules and regulations this afternoon. Mu Ling showed them to me. I understand the rules, so there's no way I could give them to him."
The Western man's expression remained motionless. In fact, his expression had not changed at all from beginning to end. He calmly pulled out the pistol at his waist, pushed open the safety, and put it against the car window: "Give me the information, it's his."
Tang Chao frowned: "Don't you understand what I mean? Or don't you understand what business secrets are? We have no right to disclose customer information! You...where did you buy this gun? Silver ones are rare."
"Give me the information, it's his." The tone was still calm, but there was an intangible and dangerous aura, which seemed to be decayed and gloomy. It was the aura of death. It enveloped the entire alleyway in an instant, and the sky turned dark.
It seemed to be dark, and Zhong Wanqing's hair stood on end instantly. She wanted to raise her hand to fight without thinking, but at this moment Tang Chao came over and happened to be in front of her. She looked at the Western man outside the window with an angry look on her face.
"Your ears are clogged with nose hairs? How many times do I have to say it before you understand, NO——" He crossed his hands and said, "Understand?"
The scene instantly fell into a dead silence, it was over... Looking at the provocative Tang Chao, Zhong Wanqing was anxious, but at this time she did not dare to say anything clearly, she could only stare at the Western man's every move outside the window, ready to open the door at any time.
out.
The latter did not get furious. In fact, he never had any mood swings from beginning to end. He still had the same poker face. He just lowered his head slightly and looked at the seemingly ignorant and fearless Tang Chao with his calm eyes. They almost looked at each other.
After about ten seconds, he looked away, put the gun into his waist, turned around and walked out of the alley, stepped over Zhou Wangcai's body, and left...
Oh, forgive me for still not understanding what you are crazy about, but this does not prevent me from appreciating your personality as a killer... From an angle that Zhong Wanqing could not see, Tang Chao looked at the retreating figure.
, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
Yes, he knew this man. He was a colleague in North America. He had no nickname, just called Hutson. He was...well, a neurotic killer who died at his hands in his previous life.
This does not mean that the other party is mentally ill. He may have some mental problems, being withdrawn and not good at communicating. This is also a common problem of killers. But he is not the kind of madman that ordinary people understand. In fact, he is mature, calm, restrained, and very organized.
Just too principled!
And the principle he adheres to is... adhere to the principle!
To put it simply, in the situation just now, he wanted information, and if Tang Chao and the two gave it to him, he would not hesitate to draw his gun and kill people after getting the information. On the contrary, Tang Chao was stating that it was a commercial secret
, under the premise of industry rules, if you insist on not giving, no matter how he coerces and threatens, if you just don't give, then he will respect your principles, even if it exposes his identity information or even kills people, he will still choose to let you go...
Of course, this principle only applies to outsiders.
Killers are the product of deformities, and it would not be surprising if they have any kind of crazy personality. However, it is rare for someone like Hutson to be a maverick and stick to it for the rest of his life. This is also why Tang has been killing so many people in the past so many years.
Chao still clearly remembers the reason why there is such a unique dead soul under his hands.