Modern road traffic, undulating skyscrapers on the highlands, a dazzling array of billboards, and Chinese signs everywhere... There are crowds of people on the street, including office workers carrying briefcases and tourists in groups carrying shopping bags. Most of the former are watching.
Those in front were walking in a hurry, while those in the latter were sipping milk tea and walking relaxedly. Movement and stillness were combined, and they passed each other and gathered into a sea of people. Then they separated due to the flashing of the traffic light and went to different places.
This is Singapore, a modern immigrant country and a tourist city.
Here, speaking Mandarin will not be a barrier to communication, because it is also one of the countries with the largest number of overseas Chinese in the world.
For example, right now,
"Young boy, from the mainland? Is this your first time in Singapore?"
"yes."
Wearing a black backpack, a SLR camera, and a strategy map in his hand, this is Tang Chao's standard appearance after arriving in Singapore these two days. It's no wonder that the taxi driver with an obvious Southern Cantonese accent saw through him at a glance.
identity.
"No wonder, let me tell you, the bar you found is not of a good quality and the time is not right. There will be no people there."
"That's it, it's okay. I just heard people say that the buildings here are quite stylish and there are several old houses. I plan to take some photos and go back to see them."
"Okay, just turn this corner and you'll be there. Look behind you and get ready to get off."
You basically don’t need to look at the back, just look at the mileage meter in the front that has jumped nearly twice as fast. This is the disadvantage of this dress, and it has nothing to do with whether it comes from the same ancestry. But Tang Chao didn’t say anything.
Just pay, get off the bus, and blend in with the crowd naturally.
Looking at the map and turning into the pedestrian street, I looked around the buildings from time to time. Most of them were bars and entertainment venues. I looked for angles. I picked up the camera and took a few test shots. I lowered my head to look at the results. I stopped and walked, passing by a roadside snack bar to pay and pick up a few skewers.
Snacks to eat while walking... Just like the hundreds of tourists on this street, Tang Chao didn't feel inconspicuous at all among them.
After walking like this for a while, he seemed to have found a nice building across the street. Tang Chao picked up the camera again and took a picture. Then the camera moved down, the car door beside the road opened, and the parking boy came forward. Several people dressed in colorful clothes came forward.
The man in a shirt got out of the car, his waist slightly undulating under his clothes, and surrounded by a middle-aged man with a sallow face and sinister eyes walked into the bar door.
Click, click, click... There is a continuous slight shutter sound effect, and the pictures are frozen one by one.
He took out his cell phone and checked the time, "It's a quarter past four, it was ten past four yesterday... Tsk, it's not easy to be the boss. You have to be dedicated to your job in any profession."
Yes, this is the target of Tang Chao's trip to Singapore. The middle-aged man with sinister eyes is a local gang leader, nicknamed Wax Snake. On the surface, he is the owner of several entertainment venues, but privately he controls
Noodle business in several bustling night markets nearby. Of course, these are not important. What is important is that it is worth 150,000 US dollars, of course.
In the previous life, the small list might not even have the qualifications to be in front of the Tang Dynasty.
But at the beginning of my career, what kind of bicycle do I need?
And if we only talk about the present moment and the Asian region, this list is really not that small.
If it hadn't been for the threatening phone call to Harun, a middleman in Asia contacted later might not have given it. Of course, the other party had other ideas. It was probably Harun who said hello, looking for a not-so-difficult task.
It's considered a test. If it succeeds, we'll make a long-term plan. If it fails, we can just use the hands of the target to eliminate the hidden danger of the Tang Dynasty, killing two birds with one stone.
Strolling towards the taxi stand at the end of the street, the two-day check-in time is over, and now it’s time to think about how to do it, well, tonight.
Okay, this time is a bit rushed. If you follow the standard process of mainstream killers, you must not save time on the target tasks, the personality characteristics of the target mission, the eating habits, the choice of the location, the planning of several retreat routes...
...In all aspects, it is normal to study an operation for one or two months. On the contrary, the subsequent killing operations are more like incidental and just follow the plan. But there is no way, there are objective factors, the concert is tonight
.
Well, it shouldn't be a big problem, just find a gun...
…
Half an hour later.
Looking at several bay apartments not far ahead, Tang Chao lowered his head to confirm the information on his mobile browser and touched his chin: "That guy should live here, right?"
It needs to be explained here that in the previous life, the Tang Dynasty did only operate in the West, but this does not mean that he knew nothing about people or affairs in Asia, especially things in the industry, thanks to the development of network communication technology
, he still knows something about it.
What's more, the person I'm looking for now had contact with him in his previous life.
It was a few years later at the border of a war-torn small country in the Middle East. At that time, the other party was a doctor at an international medical aid organization. Although I was wondering how a forensic doctor got into the medical support team, the other party was indeed there at the time.
Unfortunately, he was captured by the mercenary team of the Tang Dynasty.
In fact, the situation of the war had become clear at that time. As government mercenaries in the Tang Dynasty, they planned to retreat, but they met halfway. The so-called meeting was fate. In addition, several mercenaries were injured, so they easily
This medical station was occupied for temporary rest.
Medical institutions are special entities on the battlefield. As long as they don't go out of their way to kill them, almost no one will kill the doctor. Therefore, the medical station did not resist, and obediently took prisoners and provided medical support. Until a few just
The young mercenary, who was still in a state of excitement after coming off the battlefield, planned to use force on a nurse. The other party stood up and knocked down several well-trained mercenaries to the ground in just over ten seconds, and then was
A dozen rifles pointed at the head motionless...
In the end, Tang Chao came out of the siege. Considering the opponent's oriental appearance and Chinese identity, he did it casually anyway, using Tang Chao's position in the team to protect his personal affairs.
Not long after the conflict was resolved, the rebels who were chasing them arrived. Although there was some unpleasantness, both sides decided to retreat together. In the subsequent small-scale battles, the Tang Dynasty cooperated with the opponent several times, and they were able to share the difficulties.
We got to know each other better and had several exchanges.
The other party’s surname is Huang, and his full name is Huang Xiaokang. His ancestral home is Xiangjiang. He has lived in Singapore since he became an adult and is a working forensic doctor. This is his main job. He also has a side job as a supernatural killer, which he basically doesn’t do.
, because his special ability is very consistent with his main business, and he has no shortage of money from his side business... Oh, it is also worth mentioning that the invitation code for the fifth forum of the Tang Dynasty in his previous life was given by the other party.
Of course, no matter how unprofessional the killer is, he is still a killer. It is still necessary to hide a gun at home in case of accidents, so Tang Chao came here to borrow a gun...
What? The other party hasn’t gotten off work yet. Is this called stealing?
It doesn't exist. We are all friends. How can it be called stealing between friends? It is called friendship and gifting!
…
In the evening, a newly opened guest room in a cheap hotel.
"It's almost time..."
Muttering to himself, Tang Chao stood in front of the bathroom mirror, took off his shirt, took a deep breath, bowed his waist slightly, and his lower abdomen suddenly contracted, crackling, cracking, and a series of explosions like beans in a pot, and his whole chest and back suddenly
Expanding horizontally at a speed visible to the naked eye, the originally thin body was like an inflated balloon, instantly becoming burly.
At the same time, the figure seemed to have grown a few centimeters taller, and the trouser legs covering the shoe uppers had been raised to the ankle level.
He spread his arms, shrugged his shoulders, and did a few chest expansion exercises to roughly adapt to his current body shape. Tang Chao once again leaned in front of the mirror, placed his hands on his cheekbones, stared fiercely and gritted his teeth, and the clicking sound came again.
There was a sound in the narrow bathroom, but this time the movement was obviously much lighter and more trivial than before, like a mouse chewing something.
In the mirror, the originally rather delicate face was being fiddled with ten fingers, and with the adjustment of eyebrow pencils, powder puffs, eye shadow brushes, eyeliners and other makeup props, it was shifted, reshaped, and shaped... as if
Knead the dough as usual and change it as you like.
The whole picture is like a head-swapping scene in a horror movie, and coupled with the continuous tiny clicking sounds, it makes people's hair stand on end.
Fortunately, the movement before and after was not long, only about five minutes, when a stranger appeared in the mirror.
The smooth and white face, the sharp contours, the slender and sharp black eyes, the handsome eyebrows that fly out at an angle, the thin and lightly pursed lips, all exude a cold, arrogant and attractive aura.
"A bit of a pretty face... Let's do this for now..."
Modern Killer's Survival Guide, Article 1: Proficient in Asian magic, plastic surgery, makeup, PS, and if necessary, learn about gender reassignment!
Put it first, the explanation is the most important.
This is the fact. It is difficult for killers to survive these days, and it will become harder to survive as time goes by. This is a recognized status quo in the underground world.
In the past, as long as you were bold and lived well, you would basically be able to become a wristwatcher. But things are different now. The external environment is changing. In addition to these necessary hardware, there are also more software reserves. Sometimes the latter is even more valuable than the former.
Much more important!
If nothing else, as long as a killer these days has committed more than three attacks, don't think about making a fortune in silence. He will definitely have been registered in a certain department organization.
In the previous life of the Tang Dynasty, I had seen many of my colleagues, but because they were not careful enough, they ended up being killed by a mobile phone camera worth only a few hundred yuan. Among them were some long-established figures with over a hundred dollars.
The boss of the big ranking list...
Therefore, disguise, second or even third or fourth status, etc., are really important!
It has to be said that Tang Chao has a unique advantage in this regard. Three years of continuous training with his sensory abilities have given him a sufficient understanding of each bone and organ inside the body, not to mention using arms and fingers, at least in a small area.
It is still possible to shrink and shift the bones and change the external appearance and temperament.
He raised his hand, wiped away the sweat on his forehead, and touched the mirror, his mature voice less emotional,
"From this moment on, your surname is Song, Song Qingming!"