Nomenclature of Night

  Chapter 266 Night, gunshots

  The cause of this crisis is that the boss of "White Day" used "A Little Duck" and "Liu Dezhu" twice to act together in He Xiaoxiao's group chat, and brought huge hatred to the demon stamp holder Huan Yu.

  Finally, the ID of the phantom feather was exposed, and everyone's defense against phantom feather increased.

  Although the outside world does not know the name ‘White Day’, they have already determined that it is an organization. .

  Qingchen thought many times, what would he do if he was Huanyu?

  , of course, kidnapped Hiruto members, and then interrogated information about Hiruto’s “boss”.

  For Huanyu, it is not in line with his rules of the game and rules to directly hit Dayu. Finding the boss of Dayu and letting Dayu’s boss become his slave is the most urgent thing.

  Qingchen calmly dug out the school from the wall.

   Not surprisingly, when he had just walked out of the school for two minutes, he had already found the trace of the middle-aged man in his field of vision.

  Counting this time, the opponent has appeared inexplicably four times.

  In the afterglow of the setting sun, Qing Chen walked in front of him in his school uniform, while the middle-aged man followed silently behind him, always keeping a distance of hundreds of meters.

  The middle-aged man wears a Bluetooth headset on his right ear. He follows Qing Chen while reporting his whereabouts.

When Qingchen walked into his home at No. 4 Shun Road, the middle-aged man whispered outside: "The target has returned home. His house is on the first floor. There are anti-theft windows on the front and rear windows, and he can only exit through the gate. It's pretty quiet. If someone disassembles the anti-theft window, I can definitely hear the movement."

   "Standby nearby," a voice came from the Bluetooth headset.

   "Understand," the middle-aged man said

  At this moment, Qing Chen slowly put on clothes in the house, and bought clothes that he had never worn.

  Waiting to the far west, the last ray of the sun extinguished in the sky, he gently opened the door of his house, and the moment his right foot stepped out of the door, his face had changed.

   Qingchen walked out, he passed by the middle-aged man, and the other party was unaware and defenseless.

  The attention of middle-aged people is all focused on the narrow corridor exit.

  At the moment when the figures of the two sides crossed, when the sky turned from yellow to dark, Qing Chen suddenly stretched out his hand and accurately removed the Bluetooth headset from the other's ear with his right hand, and put his thumb on the earphone's radio port.

  The left hand is like thunder, knocking on the middle-aged man’s neck arteries.

  The middle-aged man slowly collapsed, and Qing Chen gently dragged him when the opponent's body was just leaning, and helped him home.

  Qing Chen slowly closed the door while being vigilant around her.

  No one noticed what happened here, even if there were pedestrians in the past, because Qing Chen moved too fast, there was no abnormality at all.

  Qingchen stood quietly in the dark, and glanced at the Bluetooth headset that was in the off-call state.

  He now needs to know the name of this middle-aged man.

  At this time, Yi's voice came from the phone: "You didn't kill him, did you want to use a puppet on him?"

   "Hmm," Qing Chen replied.

   "But if you want to interrogate his name so quickly, it may not be easy," Yi said.

   "Maybe there is no need for interrogation," Qing Chen said, searching for the middle-aged man, and then found an ID card from the other party...

  Like the identity ID of the world, it’s hard to do without an ID card in the world. It’s impossible to take a long-distance bus or stay in a hotel. Qingchen suspects that this middle-aged man is not a Los Angeles at all, and he is not a professional killer.

  The opponent had no guns, only knives, Qing Chen felt that this was just an ordinary time traveler controlled by Huan Yu.

  Therefore, there is a certain probability that the other party’s ID card will be brought directly with him.

  Of course, if you can’t find your ID, you can only use interrogation methods.

  The prerequisite for the puppet is to know the name of the person. Qing Chen looked through the other pockets of the middle-aged person while muttering: "One, are there any taboos that can directly know the name of someone else?"

   "No, you think too much," Yi replied.

   Qingchen looked up at the other party’s ID card: Chen Siheng, 37 years old, where his household registration is located, Rongcheng Community, Wenyi South Road, Xiancheng.

  Sure enough, he came over from another place.

  Qing Chen silently guessed that Huan Yu was most likely not a resident of Los Angeles, and the opponent's power root system in Los Angeles was not strong, so he needed to transfer people from outside.

  Don’t know how many people there are on the other side.

  He shook his wrist slightly, but saw the transparent silk thread of the puppet fling out, and it was tightly wrapped around Chen Siheng's left wrist.

  In the darkness, the middle-aged man slowly stood up, but his eyes were out of focus.

   Qingchen put the headset on to the other party again, and then controlled the middle-aged man to walk out of the house, standing in the position where the other party was originally monitoring him.

  After 30 minutes, there was a voice in the earphones: "Chen Siheng, report the situation."

  The middle-aged man said: "Nothing unusual, the other party is still at home."

   "Keep on standby."

   Qingchen distinguishes the voice on the phone through the puppet.

  Yes, it was the voice he had heard on Laojun Mountain.

  Young man, with a soft voice, lack of breath, as if some weakness.

  The magic feather appeared.

  This time, the other party is still hiding in the dark and remotely controlling everything.

  But Qing Chen didn't rush to find the other party, he needs to wait patiently now.

  ……

  ……

  Los Angeles Foreign Language School ends at 9:40 in the evening.

  Liu Dezhu alone bid farewell to his classmates, and then rode his old bicycle into the night.

  He didn't ride fast, his eyes were always patrolling around, as if he was looking for something, and he was wary of something.

   is not far behind him, and there is a taxi following far away.

   Kitty sat in the car and looked away. He said to the communication channel: "It's strange, this Liu Dezhu seems to have noticed something. He kept looking around. What is he looking for?"

  "Will it be related to the dangerous incident in He Xiaoshu?" Someone in the communication channel responded.

  In the earphones, Lu Yuan’s voice sounded: "Probably related."

   "But," Kitty was puzzled: "Isn't He Xiaoxiao the early warning tomorrow? The other party's plan is tomorrow, and I'm not sure who it is for."

"The plan will change, especially the plan that is already known," Lu Yuan said: "Perhaps Liu Dezhu already knows something in advance, or his boss already knows something. Kitty, keep a close eye on Liu Dezhu, today There may be gains later."

   "Received," Kitty responded.

  However, at this moment, Kitty suddenly saw Liu Dezhu stop the bicycle and glanced at the phone.

   Immediately afterwards, the other party turned his head and rode towards the taxi he was in.

   Kitty slammed on the brakes, but saw Liu Dezhu stopped by his car and looked inside through the car window: "You are from Kunlun, right? Have we seen it many times?"

   "Huh? What? What Kunlun," Kitty still pretended to be nonchalant after being exposed.

  "Stop the ink, come with me, call for support!" Liu Dezhu drove out on his bicycle, and the Fengchi tram broke into the night of Los Angeles.

   "Road team, road team," Kitty said while shifting gears: "There is a situation on Liu Dezhu's side. It seems that the opponent's target is not him, the target is someone else! Call for reinforcements!

  Yes, the holder of the demon stamp did not intend to target Liu Dezhu from the beginning.

Although I don’t know that Liu Dezhu has been promoted to C-level, the problem is that the known members of Liu Dezhu’s organization are not only Liu Dezhu. Why do you want to move Liu Dezhu who is protected by Kunlun all-weather?

  He has better goals.

  At this moment, by the side of the road, Nan Gengchen was carrying a schoolbag and was going to cross the road home.

  Tonight, he is leaving school alone, so he looks extra lonely.

  Fortunately, the residence is close to the school, and the community is just across the road.

  Nan Gengchen glanced at the phone, Qing Chen did not send a message all night, and the other party did not reply to the message he sent.

  There must be something dangerous to happen, otherwise how could it be so abnormal.

  At the next moment, a black business car drove at speeding like no one, and stopped by Nan Gengchen severely.

  For a while, everyone on the road can hear the sound of tires gripping the ground, which is harsh and oppressive.

   With a bang, the rear door opened, and two gangsters wearing black hoods were looking at him coldly.

  Nan Gengchen stared at the two people in a daze, turned around and ran towards the school behind him.

  But, he has only exercised for a few days. Where can these well-trained criminals run?

   "Grass," Nan Gengchen yelled, and he shouted to his classmates who were leaving school not far away: "Help me call the police!"

  As soon as the voice fell, his arms were firmly grasped by the criminals.

  Nan Gengchen's heart darkened, his heart was finished, where are you, Brother Chen, why are you not around at this critical moment!

  No, no!

  Nan Gengchen suddenly had a certain confidence. How could Qing Chen not be there at this critical moment?

  These gangsters will die.

  This is an inexplicable intuition.

  In an instant, Nan Gengchen saw a cloud of blood bursting from his left rear, and the blood fog stained his face, staining his cheeks with a layer of red.

  He stood blankly, and at the same time, a huge roar came from afar.

  The gunshot sounded a line slower than the bullet, indicating that the position where the sniper pulled the trigger was several hundred meters away.

  The sense that the bullet has arrived and the gunshot has arrived makes people feel inexplicably different.

  The gangster in the driving seat of the black business car roared: "Sniper! Grass, take him in the car, it's a sniper..."

  The sound of the gangster stopped abruptly, accompanied by the sound of broken window glass.

  Nan Gengchen turned his head and looked around, but saw that the driver had been killed suddenly in the car and was also shot by a sniper gun.

After just two shots, only one of the three criminals who came to kidnap Nan Gengchen was left.

The crowd on the   department road had already started to exclaim and fled in all directions.

  The last gangster reached out to get a weapon from his waist, and pulled Nan Gengchen's arm tightly, blocking the sniper's trajectory with Nan Gengchen in front of him.

  He couldn’t understand why there were snipers waiting for them in a place like Los Angeles.

  Furthermore, what is the difference between the sound of sniper guns coming from a distance and the sound of artillery? !

   Before he could continue to think, the gangster saw something passing through Nan Gengchen's legs and hitting his calf.

   His sturdy calf broke in response~www.readwn.com~ He also fell to the left due to sudden loss of balance.

  The next sniper bullet arrived as promised, piercing his chest that was no longer blocked by Nan Gengchen!

  The sniper bullet, with huge deflection and inertia, blasted the criminals straight out.

   These two shots are very risky. At a distance of several hundred meters, they will directly hit Nan Gengchen whenever they deviate a little. However, this sniper seems to have absolute confidence and does not believe that the bullet will be skewed even by one centimeter!

  Nan Gengchen's mind was a little confused at this moment, but he remembered what Qing Chen had said, and he did not stop looking for a bunker, waiting for rescue.

  In the night, he found that many people in the crowd on the road were moving, and they were running in the direction where the sniper guns came from.

  ……

  There is a chapter in the evening, a little later.

  Thanks to the running grasshopper, Huahan soul, cheungwa2002, misslsq4ever, the cat who does not know programming, and Nangong Yuanyu for being the masters of this book. Thank you bosses, the bosses are good people and have a safe life!

  Although I asked for leave yesterday, the comments made by everyone are touching, and I must try my best to give back to you.

  (End of this chapter)