City: Attack, Fat House

　　Even a little heartbreaking.

　　He wasted a minute and a half of city surveillance time.

　　Even Zhao Mingjun promised to compensate him.

　　Xiao Yao is still heartbroken and unable to breathe.

　　"Do you feel Lao Tzu's anger?"

　　Xiao Yao stared, staring coldly at the unit door of the residential building, watching a woman step out, "You actually ran out by yourself?"

　　The woman is He Xin.

　　It was exactly the same as He Xin in the archive photos he had seen.

　　However, when the woman slowly walked in front of him.

　　Xiao Yao frowned and stared at the woman's face.

　　"Hello handsome man, are you looking for me?"

　　The woman smiled in front of her, her eyes lit up, and she looked at Xiao Yao's incomparably beautiful face.

　　"At first I thought I was looking for you."

　　Xiao Yao had a strange look on his face, "After seeing you, I realized that it wasn't you that I was looking for."

　　Yes.

　　The 'He Xin' in front of him was indeed not the He Xin he was looking for.

　　Although the face of the woman in front of her was exactly the same as He Xin.

　　But through cosmetics, through some means to become He Xin's appearance.

　　But not alone.

　　What kind of powerful makeup is this? !

　　"what?"

　　The woman was shocked, "Aren't you the blind date that Sister Xiao Xiao introduced me?"

　　"Sister Xiao Xiao?"

　　A playful smile appeared on Xiao Yao's face, "If I guessed correctly, the makeup on your face was painted by this sister Xiao Xiao for you?"

　　"Yes, Sister Xiao Xiao said that it looks better in this way."

　　The woman nodded shyly.

　　"What's your name?" Xiao Yao asked with a smile.

　　"Zhou Tongtong."

　　The woman said her name generously.

　　"interesting."

　　Xiao Yao's eyes looked at the two people who came out of the unit door, and said to the woman in front of him: "I'm sorry, I have time to talk in the future, I have to do something. You'd better leave now, otherwise there will be danger."

　　"dangerous?"

　　A look of doubt and fear appeared on the woman's face.

　　Xiao Yao ignored her and looked at the two who came out of the unit door.

　　It was an old man with a hunched back, about seventy years old, leaning on a cane.

　　There is also a girl about seventeen or eighteen years old who is helping the old man.

　　It looks like a pair of grandparents, nothing unusual.

　　But Xiao Yao still walked towards the grandfather and grandson.

　　"Hello ¨'."

　　Xiao Yao blocked the way for the two of them, smiling and looking at the girl in front of him, "It's not good to pretend you don't know me when you see me, and let you go like this, where will I show my face?"

　　"Young man, what are you doing with us?"

　　The old man had a wary expression and stared at Xiao Yao.

　　"Stop pretending."

　　Xiao Yao's eyes moved from the girl's face to the old man's face, "Although this makeup technique is really powerful, it's hard for ordinary people to tell the truth from the fake. But don't treat the police as idiots, you don't deserve it."

　　The old man's complexion changed dramatically, his eyes instantly revealed a viper-like coldness, "We underestimated the domestic police, but can you really catch the person you want to catch?"

　　"Why not?"

　　Xiao Yao looked at the two in front of him, and asked with a sneer, "I'm here, how do you guys run... eh?"

　　His eyes were suddenly fixed on the girl's face.

　　Girls are not girls.

　　A girl transformed through makeup.

　　but.

　　The girl is still not He Xin.

　　Then, through the 'urban surveillance', I saw He Xin came to this community, where did she go?

　　Still in the residential building?

　　wrong!

　　moment.

　　Xiao Yao's expression changed, and he looked in the direction of 'Zhou Tongtong' just now.

　　As a result, people are long gone!

　　Xiao Yao remembered the rewards given by the system not long ago, as well as the tasks the system said.

　　Chess against an opponent? !

　　Really a formidable opponent.

　　Xiao Yao admitted that he was tricked by a criminal in front of him!

　　At the beginning.

　　All eyes fell on the suspect He Xin.

　　However, how many people have thought about it.

　　Why can't He Xin be 'made' by man?

　　Well is not anyone can by some means.

　　Create a second He Xin and a third He Xin?

　　As long as the suspect pretends to be He Xin, he reveals some loopholes.

　　Let others see through and think that she is not the original He Xin.

　　Do people's habitual thinking think that this person is fake and not himself?

　　At this point, two questionable people appear to grab your attention.

　　So will you ignore the other party directly like Xiao Yao did just now?

　　What a great intellect, what a great means.

　　Even people's thinking inertia can be used.

　　This is the first time that Xiao Yao has encountered such a cunning opponent since he became a police officer.

　　Angry?

　　Annoyed?

　　Xiao Yao laughed.

　　There are bound to be some challenges in life.

　　To lose is to lose.

　　It's not terrible to fail.

　　The scary thing is that after you fail, you lose your self-confidence and dare not face failure.

　　In this way, your opponent can play you more easily.

　　God does not sympathize with the weak, he only saves those who save themselves.

　　It's not a bad thing to eat a cut and grow a wiser.

　　The sharp blade fell on Xiao Yao's neck, whose expression returned to normal.

　　The icy sharp edge, and the hairs on the irritated skin exploded.

　　But the hand of the 'old man' holding the knife was cut off.

　　A big living person disappeared out of thin air in his eyes.

　　It can also be said that it is not disappearing.

　　It was when the three abilities of 'physical fitness', 'fighting' and 'magic' were activated.

　　Xiao Yao's speed is too fast.

　　It's almost to the point where the naked eyes and sight of the 'old man' can hardly keep up.

　　"I am very angry."

　　Xiao Yao's words did not waver, and they sounded from behind the 'old man'.

　　Click!

　　Xiao Yao's palm fell on the back of the 'old man', his palm penetrated into the skin, and he held the 'old man' spine, shattering it.

　　"what!"

　　Miserable howls sounded in the mouth of the 'old man'.