Add some practice: start with a lucid dream

Chapter 164 Armed
Thinking of this, Chen Ze immediately took out the car key and unlocked the car.

Then he reached out and pressed and released the fuel tank door, and the fuel tank door opened with a sound.

A beam of light came into focus, and Chen Ze lowered his head with a flashlight in his mouth to observe carefully.

After a while, two slender fingers stretched out, and caught a small thing similar to a button battery in an inconspicuous gap inside the fuel tank door.

Use a little force in your hands.

Sticky. Chen Ze thought.

Continuing to intensify his efforts, Chen Ze quickly pulled out this gadget.

This is a black-gray oblate cylinder, heavier than it looks, with some raised structures of unknown meaning on the surface, and several English letters that look like marks are engraved on it.

Although I don't know what it is, it is definitely not a part of the car.

At least it doesn't belong to Chen Ze's SUV.

Sure enough, he was moved!
Cheating, Gu Kaiping!

You really didn't lock the car!
Temporarily calming down, Chen Ze carefully checked every corner of the fuel tank door to confirm that there is no second device.

Since the car is not locked, the doors can naturally be entered and exited at will.

Then Chen Ze spent a lot of time carefully checking inside the car, and finally came to the result that everything was normal.

"call--"

After doing all this, Chen Ze finally let out a long sigh of relief.

Putting the unknown device he had just found in his palm, Chen Ze picked up the phone and pressed the shutter button, and finally put the device back in the car for the time being.

When they got out of the underground parking lot, the sky was already bright.

It was already past five o'clock.

It almost made Chen Zemeng return to his night shift security career.

Feeling a little tired, after returning home, Chen Ze immediately regained the feeling of returning home.

This sleep went straight to more than ten o'clock, and the sun basked in the buttocks.

Not long after I opened my eyes, the phone rang.

Taking it from the bedside table, Chen Ze answered the phone while yawning.

"Hey, ha——Sister Lu, what's the matter?"

"Yeah, I just fell asleep."

"Cross-country, when?"

"I can't do it these two days. I have something to do. Let's go in a few days, okay, okay."

"Let's talk about it later, hang up."

beep--

It was Lu Ling who came to invite him to participate in a Spartan cross-country race.

Her various extreme sports hobbies are a perfect match with Chen Ze, so the two of them got better and better as they got along.

Throwing away the phone, Chen Ze sat up sleepily, deeply feeling his laziness.

Aren't you just a little tired yesterday?

Like what words!

The rich and colorful hanging ratio life is still waiting for me!

So 30 seconds later, Chen Ze opened the large double-door refrigerator in the living room, and buried his head in the freezer.

After waking up, Chen Ze dialed Wang Zhenguo's phone number while making beard bubbles in the bathroom.

"Hey?"

"Hello, Mr. Chen?"

"It's me, good morning Boss Wang."
On the phone, Chen Ze first confirmed the investigation results of the anonymous client with Wang Zhenguo, and was then told that the investigation was still underway.

However, Chen Ze already had a target candidate in mind.

Apart from the group of Koreans, he couldn't think of another person who would entrust this kind of professional company to investigate him.

Leaving this matter aside, Chen Ze then sent the photos he took in the middle of the night last night to inquire.

And Wang Zhenguo simply recommended a technician and Chen Ze's WeChat, and let them chat by themselves.

So on WeChat, Chen Ze's idea was quickly verified.

in the chat dialog.

Mengmeng Plaid Shirt: "Wait a minute, let me take a closer look."

Mengmeng Plaid Shirt: "Are there any pictures from more angles? Especially the letters on it, it should be clearer."

Chen Ze: "[picture]"

Chen Ze: "[picture]".
Mengmeng Plaid Shirt: "That's right, this is a tracking component for a positioning device."

Mengmeng Plaid Shirt: "This was developed by Encimore Company the year before last"

After talking for a while, Chen Ze gradually had a bottom line in his mind.

This is indeed a tracker, but for portability and stealth, the positioning accuracy will not be too high.

Only a range of about one kilometer in diameter can be given.

No wonder the mastermind behind the scenes wanted to send out drones for reconnaissance in the mountains, just to determine his exact location.

And Chen Ze has been running to various mountainous areas in the past few days. I am afraid that they have figured out the rules, prepared in advance, and finally chose to do it yesterday.

After confirming his idea, Chen Ze went directly to the Cantonese-style roast meat restaurant downstairs to fill his stomach first.

"boss!"

"Give me a portion of all the roast meat! The pig's feet need to be thinner."

In front of the parking space, Chen Ze patted his swollen belly.

"belch-"

Sitting in the car, Chen Ze took out the locator from the storage box.

After thinking for a moment, he squeezed the locator directly with two fingers and rubbed it until the original shape could no longer be seen.

According to the engineer just now, this kind of locator is completely unable to carry out anti-tracking, and it is useless to keep it.

And if the locator is damaged, the person using the tracking device will also know.

Regardless of whether the black hands behind the scenes were Korean or not, Chen Ze wanted to use this as a warning to them so that they would know that Chen Ze was not a fool.

These little things they do behind the scenes are not seamless.

In fact, if it wasn't for Chen Ze's formidable powers of observation in life, coupled with his BUG-like memory recovery ability, it would be difficult to detect the black hands behind the scenes.

And judging from the cautiousness they have shown so far, they should not act rashly within a short time after receiving this warning.

This gave Chen Ze valuable buffer time so that he could concentrate on thinking about the next strategy.

In the driver's seat, Chen Ze held the steering wheel and looked ahead.

There was no one outside the car window, but he seemed to be looking at an invisible opponent across the air.

Somewhere in a dark corner.

The black dots on the display screen of the device suddenly disappeared, causing the man who was sitting beside him to get up and get closer.

Soon, the man who figured out the situation sat back down again.

Looking away from the screen, the man took the phone with a solemn expression and dialed a certain number.

The call lasted for a while, and after hanging up, the man seemed relieved, and started to pack up the equipment on the table, as if he had finally finished his long work.

In Yunxiao Martial Arts Hall, Chen Ze found Gu Kaiping, who was doing nothing, and gave him a wave of "special training".

During the conversation, after confirming that Gu Kaiping had indeed forgotten to lock the car that day, Chen Ze unconsciously stepped up his efforts.

Bang, pop, pop, boom boom!
"Oh shit!"

"Don't hit, don't hit, are you in special training or punching sandbags!"

"Ouch. Take it lightly."

"Grandmaster Chen! You have eaten gunpowder!"

"Ah my ass! Butterfly!".
Until the end, Gu Kaiping stuck to the cushion like dried salted fish, and he didn't want to get up again.

Poor, weak and helpless.

Even Lan Shiya, who was practicing at the side, couldn't stand it and began to speak out to dissuade her.

"Remember!"

While taking off the thick gloves, Chen Ze warned with an expression of hating iron but not steel,
"Remember to lock the car when you leave!"

After saying that, Chen Ze left the two of them in a daze and left the training room.

After leaving Yunxiao Martial Arts Hall, Chen Ze went to several places one after another.

Among them are the places that Chen Ze often goes to, such as the Laohu Traditional Chinese Medicine Health Center, as well as various bars, restaurants, squares, etc. that he has never visited before.

He even made a special trip to the gas station to fill up.

In short, it's just driving around and running around.

During this process, Chen Ze always focused part of his attention on his surroundings, especially the back of the car.

Throughout the day, there were no stalkers and no other accidents.

Just stopped by the traffic police on the road.

Because during the confrontation with Zhang Jia yesterday, there were still some dents on the side and front of the SUV, in addition to various scratches and peeling paint.

But Chen Ze can't trust the car repair shop now, and he is afraid that he will be more passive and arrange himself clearly.

Anyway, it's just that it doesn't look good in appearance, so Chen Ze simply makes do with it.

In the evening, Chen Ze drove back home.

Lock the car, go upstairs and enter the door, and check the inferior tape on the door as usual.

There was no sign of a break-in.

Maybe the mastermind behind the scenes never thought of asking someone to search Chen Ze's residence. After all, the risk of exposure is much greater than that of stalking.

It doesn't quite fit their style of acting cautiously and hiding behind the scenes.

Of course, they might have been here before, but they were blocked by Chen Ze's great anti-theft measures.

In any case, at least for now, it seems that the man behind the scenes has died down for the time being.

After all, Zhang Jia's incident involved drugs, presumably the police should take action, and this group of people must avoid the limelight no matter what.

Slightly relieved, Chen Ze yanked the curtains of the room, sat in front of the computer and started the live broadcast.

"Bloodborne Curse", start!

【Experience value +500】

【Experience value +800】.
The next day, early in the morning.

In the second bedroom that Chen Ze used as a dressing room, he was arranging his appearance in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the corner.

In fact, as a straight steel man, Chen Ze usually puts on casual clothes and goes out.

It's just that now he plans to add a little "accessory" to his body.

Rows and rows of dude poses are being laid out on the mattresses to the side.

Kitchen knives, watermelon knives, claw hammers, pliers, spindles, tailor's shears, nail clippers, rope, crowbars, and more.

There is even Chen Hegao's high-quality defensive ruler set knocked from Gu Kaiping.

Humming a little tune, Chen Ze leisurely chose.

First of all, knives are basically excluded. The biggest problem is that it is difficult to pass various security checks.

Moreover, although these cold weapons helped Chen Ze, they had been gradually weakened.

In terms of destructive power, Chen Ze can completely explode all weapons with his limbs full of qi.

But Chen Ze is not ready to wave out the qi ball at any time.

At present, it is about three or four times out of ten attempts.

Moreover, the attempt to condense the qi balls is quite exhausting, and after dozens of swings in a row, it will almost stop.

Picking up a machete casually from the bed, Chen Ze rolled up his left sleeve, stretched out his left hand, and chopped several times with the knife in his right hand.

[-]% force, [-]% force, [-]% force Chen Ze increased his strength little by little.

Swipe down with [-]% strength to leave a faint bloodstain on the skin.

This is [-]% of Chen Ze's strength.

In other words, at least a few hundred kilograms of force can be used to break the defense.

Of course, this is just a simple slash. If you use a saw or even a slash, it will definitely be easier to break through the defense.

Moreover, Chen Ze checked the blade and found that there was no defect on it.

When not full of qi, Chen Ze's skin is more like a kind of soft armor with strong toughness.

It's kind of passive defensive.

In other words, Chen Ze's punching and kicking was more similar to the effect of being hit with a blunt object.

So the weapon still has a certain meaning to Chen Ze.

First, the extension of the attack distance.

But long weapons are too conspicuous, and pistols are illegal.

So Chen Ze thought of something special.

Long fishing line made of ultra-high molecular weight polyethylene fiber material.

Is it normal for me as an angler to carry a line with me?

It’s not too much to attach a sharp fishhook to the end of the line as a backup, right?
After assembling it, Chen Ze tried it a few times in the room, and it always felt a bit like blood drops. It can be used as a whip or a noose, very flexible.

Second, it supplements the attack methods.

For this, Chen Ze chose a fountain pen, a sturdy and durable Schneider titanium alloy moon landing commemorative fountain pen.

Taking off the cap of the pen, the sharp tip of the pen gleamed coldly.

If Sister Rong used this thing as a needle, Ziwei wouldn't be alive and kicking after piercing it for a long time.

Coil the fishing line on the steel ring and stuff it into the pocket, and then pin the pen to the breast pocket.

At this time, Chen Ze in the mirror looked refined and easy-going, gentle and polite, completely harmless to humans and animals.

After thinking for a while, Chen Ze put an L-shaped socket wrench in his trouser pocket, mainly because of its functionality.

Wen Neng slipped the door to pick the lock, Wu Neng smashed the head.

As for the set of acrylic self-defense ruler, it was somewhat useless.

It is very useful for ordinary people, but Chen Ze picked up the ruler and slammed it on his fist.

click.

The acrylic panel snapped.

The fist was unscathed.

After sorting things out, Chen Ze took another look at the attribute panel before going out.

[Allocable experience points] 188000
After a few days, the experience pool has recovered to a considerable reserve.

Today is Wednesday, the day when Chen Ze participated in the comprehension seminar for the first time.

After driving for an hour, Chen Ze arrived at Xianyue Hospital in the suburbs of Shenzhen before eight o'clock.

(End of this chapter)