When Tang Dynasty arrived at its destination, it was dusk, and the sunset was burning in the sky like a fire.
The positioning is not very accurate. Normally, the equipment provided by the office is good, but when it comes to high-precision professional fields, Zhong Wanqing cannot get it even if she is willing to spend money. This is not a matter of money.
After wandering along the coastline for about ten minutes, I finally found Zhong Wanqing and his wife hiding behind a rock. They had similar pale faces, blue lips, and were very cold.
Being able to see so clearly, Zhong Wanqing and the other two naturally saw the familiar figure of the SUV. No need to confirm, they ran and panted into the car: "Xiao Xiaoxiao... Xiao Tang, turn on the heater!"
"It hit 28 degrees."
"Hmm... um, drive, hurry up!"
"Okay."
Tang Chao had already seen a few faint flashlights on the wild tidal flats in the distance. Naturally, they couldn't be fishermen catching the tide. The tide hadn't receded yet. They couldn't be tourists either. Who would be there in the cold weather?
This kind of interest can only be traced by the pursuers... The tracking directions are very different, indicating that there are professionals, probably that Wu Kun, commanding them.
He shook his head and skillfully controlled the car to stay away. Except for that night, Tang Chao did not deliberately look for the other party in the past few days. Of course, it also had something to do with the other party being knowledgeable enough. Since he did not intend to retaliate, it didn't matter. Well, wait a moment
I guess I'll give it a try next time I want to improve my sleep quality. Killing people is mostly just a matter of chance.
After waiting for several minutes, Zhong Wanqing and Lao Wei controlled their trembling bodies and limbs. The former took out a long-tube camera from his bag. There were scratch marks on the surface. He opened it, flipped through a few photos, and sighed with relief: "It's still there.
Okay, the camera wasn’t broken and everything I took is still there.”
Lao Wei on the side was also relieved: "This mission was really dangerous to complete. Fortunately, you noticed something was wrong in time and didn't go to the car, otherwise we would have fallen into a trap again."
"I wasn't sure at the time." Zhong Wanqing shook her head and smiled bitterly, "It's my fault. I heard from my seniors in the police force that some criminals have very keen intuition. Don't follow them when you are stalking them.
The time was too long, even if it was from behind...that Wu Kun was too alert, I just glanced at him a few times, and he discovered the clues, it's really scary!"
"Indeed, I don't know where Guan Wenfan found such a person. With those eyes that look at people, I even doubt that he has been on the battlefield..."
That's because you are too purposeful and don't know how to hide and restrain... Tang Chao, who was driving in the front, smiled slightly when he heard this. In fact, what he said was not very accurate. Zhong Wanqing is an excellent policeman, and Lao Wei is a detective.
As soldiers, how to hide their whereabouts and temperament has become a subconscious habit for them. However, this habit can be used to deal with ordinary criminals. If they want to hide themselves from certain professionals, they will be unable to do so.
Tracking in the underground world is not that simple, especially if the target is a fellow traveler, it is even more of a problem. Because all of them are human beings, the so-called tracking and anti-tracking are as casual and natural to them as breathing and eating.
, something that is integrated into the bone marrow. If you want to avoid the eyes and intuition of these people, you need some more sophisticated skills, such as deception. The truly top stalkers must be elites who are masters of deception. Being targeted by such people,
Not to mention taking a few glances, even if you take the initiative to walk up to you and ask for directions and the time, you will never notice the slightest clue. On the contrary, you will be polite and courteous to help...
Well, there was once such a person who used such tricks against the Tang Dynasty. She was a female agent from a certain government department. She was a blond beauty who was good at everything, but she was a little too confident in herself... But she was lucky. It happened to be Tang Dynasty that day.
Chao was in a good mood and didn't do anything to the other person. He just admired the beautiful flowers and walked away.
Going off topic, Lao Wei, who was listening to the back seat, pondered for a while and said: "Wanqing, I don't think we can give all the photos in the camera to Liao Bing. Just pick some out. We have to keep the rest for ourselves.
just in case……"
"You mean wearing clothes? Oh, that's really not much." Zhong Wanqing, who continued to flip the camera, shrugged, but it was a no-nonsense approach. But it was just a joke, and he knew it in his heart, "Don't worry, I know what's appropriate.
of."
You really need to know the appropriateness. Cheating is one thing, but ***** is another matter. With Liao Bing's character and current situation, she is willing to pull people into trouble. If Zhong Wanqing gives her all the photos
, the result will inevitably be an entertainment carnival, and a place full of chicken feathers. Correspondingly, it is equivalent to forcing Guan Wenfan into a desperate situation, so it is hard to say what crazy things the latter will do to Baicao Office when he is in a hurry.
.
After all, I still fear Wu Kun.
So the wisest choice is to keep some of the most explosive photos, as Uncle Wei said, not only to show your attitude, but also to make Guan Wenfan feel restrained.
This is actually a type of investigation into the unspoken rules of the company industry, but some companies may have more despicable methods. For example, it is common for people to blackmail someone with photos afterward.
Unlike Zhong Wanqing, she was purely self-protecting and had no other ideas.
At this time, Zhong Wanqing's cell phone vibrated, and when she saw the caller ID, she couldn't help but slap her forehead, "I forgot to tell Mu Ling... Hey, don't worry, we're fine, Xiao Tang has received us... Haha, you are like this
Whatever you call it, Xiao Tang is pretty reliable, right..."
Holding the steering wheel, you don't even need to listen to know that a certain left-behind child is starting to act like a senior again... huh?
Just as he was about to curl his lips, Tang Chao suddenly grasped the steering wheel, as if an electric current suddenly rushed through his brain. His scalp was slightly numb, and his eyes suddenly sharpened. He subconsciously glanced at the rearview mirror. On the highway, in the middle of a small amount of traffic, a black car appeared.
The Passat changed lanes at high speed like a ghost, followed closely by a Mercedes, one behind the other, rapidly closing the distance.
It's like driving a fighting car. In the end, the performance of the Daben is slightly better. Pulling into the side-by-side position, the passenger window is lowered, and the face is full of flesh and gold, and the fierce look is revealed.
"Can you drive?! Can you knock me out...Mom..."
With eyes bulging out of sight, the window of the Passat was lowered, and a hand holding a silver silenced pistol steadily reached out of the car, moved forward, raised it horizontally, and - with the sharp sound of brakes, the Mercedes-Benz disappeared without a trace in an instant.
In the SUV compartment, I turned the steering wheel fiercely,
"Hold on tight!"
Wow-bang-
The former sound was caused by Zhong Wanqing and Lao Wei being caught off guard, and some unfixed debris in the car tilted to one side. The latter sound was caused by the rearview mirror beside the driver suddenly bursting, and a sound that only Tang Chao could capture.
A slight gunshot!
That shot was aimed at the main driver's position, that is, at him. It was only because the car body suddenly moved sideways that it missed the target.
"Hey...Sister Qing? Hey..."
In the panic, she didn't know where she had thrown her phone, and she could only vaguely hear Mu Ling's constant questioning voices. Zhong Wanqing covered her head and raised her head, looking at the dizzying operations in front of her, repeatedly changing gears, and turning the steering wheel left and right.
A car whizzed past from both sides like a pile of wood backed up, with a confused look on its face.
"What, what's going on?"
"Lower your head——"
Tang Chao shouted coldly. This time Zhong Wanqing and Lao Wei finally heard clearly. They squatted down and lowered their heads subconsciously. Bang bang bang, crash, the car body shook violently, and in just a short breath, the rear window was cracked like a spider web.
It shattered, and glass shards flew everywhere, some fell into the car, and most of them were thrown backwards. The black Passat following behind changed lanes lightly, sideways to avoid it, and then changed lanes again. In an instant
Pull it back to its original position.
The muzzle of the silencer was raised again, but at this time the SUV had already seized the opportunity to change lanes again. Like a fast-moving snake, it flexibly moved through the small traffic flow and was unable to lock on for a while.
"Bulletproof glass..." Lao Wei subconsciously shook off the glass shards on his body. Lao Wei looked at the small hole that suddenly appeared behind the seat in front of him. He was stunned and woke up suddenly, "Gun?!"
Zhong Wanqing on the side firmly grasped the inner door handle, and at the same time looked through the gap in the seat and the empty car window at the Passat following behind like a shadow. Under the dim light, behind the glass front window, there was a blurry face.
Faintly, a pair of extremely calm eyes seemed familiar...
He screamed, "It's him? It's him!"
"who?"
"Zhou Wangcai's mission is the foreign professional killer I mentioned to you before!"
Lao Wei was shocked, "What!" Immediately, the two of them turned their attention to the camera at the same time. There was no doubt that they only had this thing to make people miss.
Zhong Wanqing has a good memory. Well, this is not a problem of memory at all. Anyone who has seen that person will never forget it as long as he is still alive!
Hutson... In the main driver's seat, Tang Chao's face was sinking. There was no reason. It had been several days since the mutant incident. Why was this guy still here? Could it be that he was here just for the mutant lynx?
Are you so persistent...
"Xiao Tang, he merged and wanted to overtake!"
"Saw it!"
Step on the accelerator and run in a straight line!
The first few shots missed, and Hutson had lost the meaning of following and firing. With other vehicles on the road as cover, Tang Dynasty would not give him a chance to get close enough to fire. In this case, the only thing he could do was fight for straight-line speed.
Got it!
In terms of performance, Zhong Wanqing's SUV completely beat the opponent's Passat that he got from nowhere. However, the SUV has a fatal flaw, which is the bulky and bulky body. This undoubtedly suffers a big disadvantage in straight-line speed. This is the fact.
Passat is actually not much closer, but it is indeed getting closer now.
After roughly estimating the distance between the two parties, Tang Chao squinted his eyes: "Fasten your seat belt and sit as firmly as possible!"
Zhong Wanqing and the others didn't know what Tang Chao wanted to do, but it was obviously not the right time to ask questions at the moment, so they sat back in their seats silently and fastened their seat belts.
Immediately, the car body swayed violently, and my vision blurred. When I looked again, I saw the butt of a car suddenly appeared on the highway in front of me. The two sides were extremely close, so close that I could almost see the hair of the doll in the rear window in front of me.
The color, and those round black eyes... changing lanes? Going to hit!
Close your eyes subconsciously!
If you look at it from a bird's eye view, you will find that this is not just a simple lane change, but a forced drift and merge. There are already cars in the lane on one side, one in front and one behind. The distance is moderate, and it is impossible to merge into the other lane.
It is very easy for a car to cause a rear-end collision. But the SUV still merged in forcefully. For a moment, the three cars seemed to be absolutely still, extremely close, but they did not touch each other.
The next moment, the SUV moved sideways again, with the body tilting out of control, and slammed into the body of the Passat that was just coming and was caught off guard!
boom--
From a condescending perspective, tilting their heads to each other, Tang Chao and Hutson looked at each other, similar and calm, but with different meanings.
Suddenly coming together and breaking apart, the Passat, which is not a heavyweight, tilted to the side involuntarily and headed straight for the guardrail. The SUV used the force of the shock to drop the raised tire back to the ground. Buzz, the engine roared powerfully, and continued forward.
OK.
In the rearview mirror on the other side, the Passat, which was about to hit the guardrail, stabilized its body at the last moment, scratched the iron pipe of the guardrail and scraped a long and brilliant path of sparks, forced it into the driveway, and pursued it again.
Ha, my driving skills are pretty good...
The corners of Tang Chao's mouth were slightly raised indifferently, and he squinted again to estimate the distance between the two parties. The sound of a violent collision came as expected. The difference was that this time the right front tire of the SUV suddenly burst. It was not due to the collision, but because Hutson raised his hand and fired in a hurry.
At the same time, one side of the car window suddenly lowered halfway, and a camera was thrown out, high over the guardrail, "Here you are -"
It's Zhong Wanqing.
In the flash of lightning, Tang Chao had no time to care about other people's decisions and thoughts. He seized the opportunity and took advantage of the moment when Hutson's eyes were dazzled by the camera. He pressed the steering wheel hard and said, "Get off -" Bang bang bang, continuous violent collisions, completely knocking Hutson off.
The Passat pushed into the far right lane, leaving no room for buffering, until there was a loud roar, the Passat hit the guardrail and suddenly jumped up, rolled over the iron pipe of the guardrail, and fell headlong into the wilderness beside the road.
The SUV rushed forward into the dark night with a long string of sparks.