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Chapter 397 Good Night

ten minutes later.

"There were signs of prying off the electrical box behind the house. It should have come from the backyard. However, he did not enter the house at the first time. Instead, he went around to the front yard to deal with the dogs first... Tsk, that eliminates the hidden dangers and ensures safety.

There is no need to worry about the way back, a very standard infiltration plan. Then..."

"Then let me tell you, I climbed in through the bathroom window on the second floor. If I guessed correctly, the sound of the broken window was covered up by the sound of a power outage. After a few dozen seconds, the second floor was cleared with a knife. Then the power was turned back on.

He came to the entrance of the corridor, held a gun in both hands, and condescendingly killed the remaining people in the hall one by one, as if... it was as easy as killing a chicken?"

"Do you use a gun to kill chickens?"

"Ha, it's just a metaphor... No, in this case, even if a silencer is added, there will still be movement and sound... Oh, I understand, it's the stereo. When these people were playing cards and drinking

If you turn on the speakers in the hall, your death will not be unjust."

"In the lane a hundred meters away to the southeast of the small building, there are traces of cars stopping there, which were not completely covered by snowflakes. The car he got off there also left from there..."



What is professionalism? This is it.

It is said that the passing geese leave traces and the passing winds leave their voices. What’s more, judging from the various traces left at the scene, the unknown infiltrator did not seem to have any intention of covering up and cleaning up. If he fell into the eyes of professionals, he would naturally be scrutinized.

in vain.

Returning to the two-story building, as the last team member who was surveying the external environment closed the door, and patted the shoulder of Xiao Ding, who was pouting and lowering his head, not knowing what he was thinking, on the shoulder to express comfort, the whole Shaobai team

All members are present.

It's impossible not to come. If being targeted by local snakes was just a small problem before, then the miserable situation in the hall that is full of blood and looks like a slaughterhouse has undoubtedly made the situation instantly complicated and a bit tricky.

"There's no need to check anymore." A team member stood beside the sofa and spread his hands helplessly, "Although I don't know how I got here, I shot the head with a gun, leaving no survivors, the style... As always, this is already obvious, isn't it?

?"

It was indeed obvious. Everyone present touched their noses and nodded silently when they heard this. The person who just came in patted Xiao Ding on the shoulder again, "Ahem, don't think too much, and there is no need to be depressed. Although you have been staying here, haven't you?"

Wrong, but let’s face it, I really don’t blame you!”

"Yes, Xiao Ding, everyone knows your professional skills. It's not that you are incompetent, but that person... you understand!"

"Ah? No, I misunderstood." Faced with everyone's comfort and encouragement, Xiao Ding came back to his senses and couldn't help crying and waving his hands, but he was free and easy, laughing at himself, "I know how much I weigh, how could it be possible?

Extra thoughts, I just...well, I don’t quite understand something."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and pointed to the small door next to the stairs and the location of the bathroom. "Although it has been briefly cleaned, you can see that there are traces of injuries there... They are just thugs and gangsters. How could that person be injured?

?”

"Ah? Is this the case?" Most of the team members present were called over from behind and were busy working outside the building as soon as they arrived, but did not carefully search the situation inside the building.

"Yes." Xiaotian, who was also the first comer, nodded in agreement, "There are indeed some marks in there. It should be from a minor operation... but it may not necessarily be the ones left by that person. Maybe it was from when these thugs were injured before.

Maybe it’s not tidied up.”

This conjecture is more reliable, and everyone is convinced, including Xiao Ding, who is still doubtful, and gently nods his head. There is really no other reasonable explanation other than this. Guess the person who capsized in the sewer? He spent his whole day hunting geese and was pecked blind by geese.

Eyes? Don't be kidding... Compared to this, they would rather believe that the person had acute appendicitis and had to undergo a resection surgery inside! Logically speaking, there is still some possibility...

"Hey, what are you doing here?" As he was talking, Shao Bai came down from the second floor with a phone in his hand. Needless to say, this person just went to report, and the person he reported to was naturally Chu Tangge who had contacted him before. After all, he was

When it comes to that person, there is no room for delay and sloppiness... He looked at the team members with a puzzled expression, "Don't you understand why I called you here? Hurry up and get busy!"

"Uh..." When everyone heard this, they were stunned for a moment, and then looked at the corpses strewn across the hall. Everyone seemed to be waking up from a dream, and they held their foreheads speechlessly, "I'll wipe it!"

"...Excuse me, is this really France?"

"No, you are dreaming. This is Lingjiang!"

"...I seriously doubt that person did this on purpose!"

"Haha, what else?"

"I'll poke and poke -"

In any case, this matter can come to an end here - the reason why it is said to be an end rather than an end is because there is still a finishing touch.

If the previous plan of Shao Bai and others were followed, as long as the plan went smoothly, they would not be needed to do the finishing work, and the local police would take over. But now the situation has changed, with so many corpses lying around, and human life lawsuits piling up, it is naturally not good.

Then let external factors intervene.

Although what he did was quite covert, it would be very bad if there were gangs behind him. If thugs were sent here, or if the neighbors happened to find out tomorrow morning and call the police, then they would follow the clues and involve the tour group, affecting the schedule, it would be very bad.

.

So the safest way is to clean the scene and dispose of these corpses, even if they dig a snow pit and simply bury them, as long as they pass this point, they will no longer know where they have gone, and naturally they don't have to worry about anything anymore.

Trouble later.

Of course, this is true, but this strong and familiar painting style and sense of déjà vu really made many members of the Shaobai team complain!

You must know that in Lingjiang, whenever someone wants to kill someone or prepares to kill someone, they just follow behind to finish the cleanup. Sometimes in order to prevent the situation from getting bigger, they even help to finish it. It is common for them to stay up late and work overtime. Now it’s hard to get out of here.

I went to the country and took a trip to relax, but I still couldn’t escape this situation. Who can I talk to to reason with this?

Well, actually there is some reasoning.

At this time, in the alleyway at the intersection about fifty meters away from the small building, where Xiao Ding was watching before, a tall figure, of course our Tang Dynasty children's shoes, quietly walked out of the shadow of the wall, looking in the distance and running in and out.

The members of Shaobai's team who moved the body and threw it into the car couldn't help but sigh.

"Thank you for your hard work...good people!"

Looking at it like this, if you guessed it correctly, you should want to load the corpses collectively into a truck and take them outside the town, find a ravine, dump them, and let nature bury them... This is the simplest and most efficient method of disposal, and he

The previous thoughts coincided with each other.

Yes, some people may not be able to say it, but Tang Chao really didn't pay attention to Xiao Ding who was following him before, let alone Shao Bai's plan. If he had known, he would not have used this seemingly direct but actually crude method to solve the problem. Of course, he himself

He was seriously injured and didn't have time to think too much at the time. After learning that Tang Bean might be in danger, he rushed over from the next town with a sigh of relief and nipped the danger in the bud.

After it was done, I performed a small operation in the bathroom of the small building to remove some of the warheads and metal fragments from the body. Then when I was preparing to clean up the scene, I suddenly noticed Shao Bai and Xiao Ding approaching sneakily outside the house... This is probably what happened. He really

I didn't mean to let the members of Shaobai's squad wipe their butts.

Of course, these are no longer important now. He is happy to have someone help him finish the work. Withdrawing his gaze, he turned around and walked back into the shadows, holding on to the wall, walked through the alleyway, and got in the car.

While starting the car, he reached for half a box of glucose injection from the passenger seat. He found it while rummaging for medical drugs in the small building. He took it and it was today's belated dinner and midnight snack.

I drank the next two vials in one gulp, exhaled the stale breath, and without delay, started the car and drove slowly away from the town.

The killer is really a very strange creature. Perhaps because he often walks in the shadows, his vitality and desire to survive unconsciously tend to some kind of crawling creature in a dirty corner. To be more specific, there is another

As long as there is still a glimmer of hope for survival, it is very likely that the person will actually survive.

Of course, the current situation in the Tang Dynasty is not that serious, although it is not light. The six hours of pursuit and counter-pursuit in the extremely harsh environment and climate almost drained all the energy from his body. There is really not a drop left.

, both physical and mental strength are infinitely close to the edge of collapse.

If possible, Tang Chao would like to find a place to stop, even on the side of the road, to take a nap, not to mention recovering from injuries, but at least to replenish some energy and to cope with any emergencies that may arise in the future.

But unfortunately he can't do this. It's only been a few hours since he broke out of the mountains. Although he basically escaped tracking in the final stage, if the surviving elite gunmen of the Pacino family come out, they should be there.

Within dozens of kilometers around, the danger has not been completely eliminated.

It's just death. He can gamble his luck and ignore these dangers, but he can't bring the danger to Tangdou. So, at least in this town, he can't stop...

After deliberately making a circle, when the car slowly drove out of the town on the small road, Tang Chao's eyes fell on the rearview mirror. From this angle, he could no longer see anything, but this direction was the direction of the hotel where the tour group was staying. The corners of his mouth raised slightly.

,

"Good night."

With a kick of the accelerator, the front of the car crashed into the wind and snow with a roar. After a few breaths, it was out of the light range of the small town and disappeared.

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