Game of Destiny: This player is different

Let's have two flowers blooming and each one showing its own beauty.

Qin Nuo did not waste time and rushed back to the Golden Olive Community.

As soon as he entered the house, he sat directly in front of the computer, plugged in the anonymous network card, set up the virtual IP, and began to look for the address of the TV station and the list of staff.

In the Internet age, no one has privacy.

As long as you use some means, don't say your real name.

ID card, private mobile phone number, home address, bank card number, hotel booking record can be investigated clearly.

Qin Nuo quickly screened and found several names that met the requirements from the list of non-staff personnel of the TV station.

Then, through photo comparison, the target was finally determined.

"Hua Wenlin, Room 201, Building 3, Jinyao Community, Duobao Road, Xicheng District.

35 years old this year, not a local of Xinghai, divorced and living alone."

Qin Nuo wrote down the collected information on his mobile phone, disconnected the network, and cleared the traces of Internet access.

He got up and packed up, and stuffed all the props and equipment he needed into his backpack.

Then, after a simple disguise in the bathroom, he opened the door and left.

...

He did not go directly to Xicheng District, but went to the TV station building first.

He disguised himself as a courier delivering goods to the door and asked the security guard at the door.

After learning that Hua Wenlin had already left work, he returned to a public toilet and disguised himself again.

He took the bus to Duobao Road in Xicheng District.

He walked all the way and arrived at Jinyao Community.

Because it was an old and dilapidated residential community built in the old city, there was no access control.

The old man in charge of guarding the door huddled in the security room with his eyes closed.

There was no inspection of people entering and leaving.

Qin Nuo entered the community unimpeded and found three buildings by looking for the house number.

Just as he was about to go upstairs, a man walked down the stairs.

He was of medium build, wearing large shorts and slippers, with a scruffy beard and a slightly vicissitudes of life.

The two passed by each other without any intersection.

But when the man walked out of the stairs, Qin Nuo turned his head and glanced at him.

Then he stopped going upstairs.

It was Hua Wenlin.

Where were you going so late?

He stopped for a few seconds, looked out the window of the staircase corridor, and hurried downstairs to catch up after confirming the other party's location.

It was past nine o'clock in the evening, and there were quite a few pedestrians on the street.

In addition, Jinyao Community was close to the night market, and the noisy voices could be heard from far away.

The street was full of greasy aromas from hot pot restaurants.

The boss of the barbecue stall had a greasy face, and people passing by covered their mouths and noses as they walked through the thick smoke.

The diners released the pressure accumulated during the day in the food and beer.

Qin Nuo shuttled through the crowd, and his eyes never let Hua Wenlin out of his sight.

The two walked slowly one after the other.

Until they left the night market and turned into a dark alley.

Qin Nuo stopped and jumped lightly.

Stepping on the wall, walking silently like a cat between the rows of low-rise houses.

After walking for more than ten minutes, Hua Wenlin finally stopped in front of a row of low-rent single rooms.

Several women in cool clothes and heavy makeup leaned against the wall.

Loose skin, cheap and pungent perfume, and deliberately squeezed cleavage.

The old face that looked particularly haggard due to secretion imbalance flirted with the passing man unscrupulously.

All of them explained their identities.

Qin Nuo, who was in the shadows, raised his eyebrows.

Driving for a TV station, although the salary was not high, it was not low either.

How short of money are you to come to such a place to spend money?

And you get what you pay for. What kind of service can you enjoy with dozens of dollars?

It’s better to buy two pieces of pork.

Hua Wenlin seemed to be a frequent visitor here. He chatted with a woman with dyed yellow hair for a few words, and was led by the other party to one of the rooms.

During this time, men came in and out from time to time, and some even looked back at the woman who was getting dressed in the house.

He looked like he was still not satisfied.

In the deepest part of this row of rooms, several sturdy idlers with "I am a bad guy" written on their faces sat on stools smoking and drinking.

There were several steel bars under their feet, which was quite deterrent.

Warn the guests here not to make trouble.

"They are just a group of miserable people."

Qin Nuo was too lazy to go in, so he changed to a comfortable posture and waited outside, waiting for Hua Wenlin to come out.

According to what happened to Mao Sanwei that day, there should be a paper man in this guy's home.

But what rules did the paper man use to select the target?

Is it purposeful or random?

What exactly does the mastermind behind the scenes want to do?

All kinds of doubts arose in my heart.

"Since the reverse world and reality have been connected, the number of supernatural events has increased."

Qin Nuo's mind raced, and his intuition told him that the great wave of spiritual energy revival was coming soon.

The woman at the entrance of the alley below was still flirting.

The dim light, the extremelySuggestive language, white thighs.

The men passing by all paid attention.

Just when Qin Nuo was boredly comparing the men who went in at the same time to see who came out first, Hua Wenlin finally finished.

He tugged at his pants, walked towards the gangsters who were smoking and drinking at the entrance of the alley, and took out three hundred-yuan bills from his pocket.

Then he pointed to the yellow-haired woman who followed him out and said something.

One of them was obviously the leader, Wu Ke, who counted the number and nodded.

The yellow-haired woman immediately put on a coat and walked out of the alley with Hua Wenlin.

"Uh... Are you taking it back to spend the night?"

Qin Nuo scratched his head.

Isn't this old guy going to work tomorrow?

If he knew that he had been haunted by supernatural phenomena, I wonder if he would still have this kind of elegance.

Qin Nuo only left when the man and woman disappeared in the alley.

Before leaving, he took a photo.

Leave an anonymous comment through the city police's official account.

Explain that there are improper and evil transactions in Xicheng District, and attach photos and detailed addresses.

As a new era red scarf, there is nothing wrong with actively exposing the phenomenon that affects the appearance of Xinghai City.

...

Hua Wenlin is obviously a face-saving person.

He did not take the yellow-haired woman home, but went to the Holiday Inn to get a room.

Qin Nuo stepped on the stairs of the emergency passage and came to the floor where the target person was.

The floor was not quiet, and various sounds could be heard walking in it.

There were men and women.

There were young people and older people.

"Holiday Inn is well-deserved."

He shook his head, quickly found the room that Hua Wenlin entered, and touched the door.

I have to say that the quality of this hotel is really poor, and the sound insulation effect is really speechless.

Even standing at the door, you can hear that it is the yellow-haired woman who was brought out.

As for the other one, it goes without saying.

The match met flammable materials.

How can it be easily extinguished.

The aftermath of the high-intensity battle has a large coverage area.

Through the door, Qin Nuo could clearly hear the bed shaking violently under the weight.

"There are surveillance cameras here, so we can't stay here for long."

He rolled his eyes and touched the door of a guest room next door.

After confirming that no one was inside, he quickly and skillfully pried open the door lock and slid in.