Picking up leaks in live broadcast: There are treasures everywhere in my eyes

Around one o'clock in the morning.

North of Los Angeles, in an ordinary house.

The owner of the house is not at home, or has another place to live, or has gone on vacation.

At this time, Xiao Ran was in the study of this residence, checking information on the computer.

He was looking for the same scientist named Charles who worked at JPL.

When he entered JPL's website, typed Charles's name, and in a blink of an eye, he found information about the top scientist.

This is a well-known astrophysicist who has led an important research topic in the JPL Mars Science Laboratory program.

Mars Science Laboratory.

It is JPL's most important space exploration operation in recent years, and has achieved a series of very important research results.

In this, the research group led and responsible by Charles played a very key role.

Unfortunately, at the end of December last year, Charles died of a heart attack, and the obituary still hangs on JPL's official bulletin board.

As for his wife, she died two years ago.

Because of this, Charles's warehouse was not renewed, and finally abandoned helplessly.

Then it was publicly auctioned, allowing Xiao Ran to pick up a huge bargain.

The moment he saw Charles' obituary, Xiao Ran shook his fist hard with excitement and cheered directly in a low voice.

"Fantastic!"

While cheering, he clearly knew.

I'm basically safe.

Half a year later, neither JPL nor the FBI has found Charles's warehouse, and the possibility of finding it again is very small.

In this way, I basically don't have to worry about being invited to tea by the FBI.

Even if the police and the FBI come to the door, they have the video of cutting the small safe as evidence, and they can get rid of the suspicion.

After determining Charles's identity, Xiao Ran immediately deleted the Internet record, then turned off the computer and quietly left the house.

When he left here, he drove away the man's Mercedes-Benz S320 as a means of transportation.

The Range Rover that he drove here before was thrown in the garage by him.

When he's done, he'll swap the Range Rover back and drive it back to Beverly Hills.

Although the man of this house had a gun and put it in the study, Xiao Ran did not take the pistol with him.

It should be a registered pistol, and if you take it and use it yourself, it will definitely be tracked down by the police here, and traced to the head of the man.

If the police investigating the case were smart, they might be able to find the login records on the computer, and then think of the JPL laboratory.

Although this possibility is very small, Xiao Ran must be careful, he never wants to see this kind of thing happen.

He didn't take anything but the car.

Even with this S320, he will return it soon.

When the family returns, they will not find anything abnormal at all, nor will they generate any suspicions.

Twenty minutes later, the Mercedes S320 was in an ordinary neighborhood north of Los Angeles.

Driving all the way here, Xiao Ran used the perspective power of the prophet to avoid the patrol police car several times, without attracting anyone's attention.

The neighborhood he came to was exactly where Lyon lived.

As soon as he drove into the street where Lyon's house was located, Xiao Ran turned off the lights, reduced the speed of the car, and began to slide quietly.

At this time, this street is empty and very quiet.

Only a ghostly black Mercedes slowly glided by.

A moment later, the S320 arrived in front of Lyon's house.

While pulling over, Xiao Ran had opened his perspective and looked at this ordinary house on the street.

His gaze instantly penetrated the darkness and saw the mailbox plugged into the lawn.

The house number written on the mailbox clearly states that this is the home of the scum in Lyon.

Next, the line of sight penetrated the door again, and the situation inside the house was clearly seen.

There is no one in the living room on the first floor, as well as in the kitchen, bathroom and other places.

In a bedroom on the second floor, Leon and his wife were sleeping in bed.

The two slept like dead pigs, very heavy, and it was estimated that it was difficult to wake up.

Inside the nightstand on the Lyon side, a Glock pistol was stood, and the magazine was filled with bullets.

This guy is estimated to have done too much at a loss, and he puts his pistol near the head of the bed when he sleeps, and he is not afraid of breaking his head by fire!

Of course, it may also be that he is guarding against Xiao Ran's retaliation.

However, he could not have imagined it.

Xiao Ran will be so ruthless, revenge will not be overnight, and the god will touch the door without knowing it.

These two guys don't have children, but they save a lot of trouble, and it also makes Xiao Ran a little less scruples.

In the blink of an eye, he had quickly grasped the situation in the house.

The next moment, he opened the door and got out of the car, and quickly walked towards the house.

His speed was fast, but his steps were very light, and he barely made any sound between his marches, like a black shadow that quickly skimmed across the lawn.

In just three or four seconds, he had climbed over the guardrail next to the garage and broke into the backyard of the home.

The backyard is quiet and there are neither people nor dogs.

Xiao Ran scanned the surroundings, reached out and took out a thin piece of steel from his pocket, and walked straight to the back door.

Coming to the door, he quickly inserted the steel piece into the keyhole and gently stirred it.

"Snap!"

With a soft click, the back door of this home has been opened without much effort.

Xiao Ran sneered, then put away the steel piece, gently opened the door and walked in.

Enter through the back door and you will find the kitchen.

When passing by the dining table, he casually drew a sharp knife from the knife holder and carried it straight upstairs.

In the bedroom, Leon is still asleep, not knowing that death has come.

At this moment, the bedroom door suddenly opened silently, and a dark shadow walked in from outside.

No need to ask, it was Xiao Ran who came.

He was like a black civet, without any sound, not even breathing.

In his right hand, he tightly held a sharp knife with a cold light.

Perhaps it was the first time to do this kind of moon black murderous business, his hands had been trembling slightly, and his eyes were quite complicated.

However, his steps were firm and unflinching.

In this situation, either you die or I die, there is no way back at all.

Can't you always indulge these scum and let these scum hide in the shadows and calculate themselves, right?

In that case, sooner or later, he will one day go on the road and lose his life in the United States.

Live well, who the wants to die!

Thinking of this, Xiao Ran's eyes suddenly became much firmer, and his hands no longer trembled.

In three or two steps, he had come to Leon.

He looked at the guy and then gently put the sharp knife on the guy's neck.

At the same time, he also covered Leon's mouth with his left hand.

The moment Leon felt something was wrong and was about to wake up.

Xiao Ran gritted his teeth sharply, and his right hand immediately exerted force, holding the sharp sharp knife and cutting it down fiercely.

The moment the throat was cut, Leon finally woke up.

In severe pain, he opened his eyes sharply and saw it.

A pair of terrified but emotionless eyes were staring at themselves.

These eyes are full of anger and determination, and a little familiar.

Leon wanted to struggle and wail, but found that his power was rapidly disappearing.

The hand that covered his mouth was like an iron tong, fixing himself to the bed, unable to move.

As he was dying, Leon suddenly heard a familiar voice.

This voice is very low, but it is extremely desperate.

"Idiot, this is what you asked for, don't blame Lao Tzu for being ruthless!"

"Fak! It's Sean that bastard! At

the moment of death, such a sentence flashed in Leon's mind.

The next moment, the heavens and the earth were dark, and everything was over!

Five minutes later.

Xiao Ran had already come out of Lyon's house and quietly returned to the Mercedes-Benz S320 parked on the side of the road.

The moment he got into the car, he vomited and almost vomited.

Fortunately, he forced himself to endure it, and did not spit in the mask or in this car.

In that case, the car would have to be burned or thrown to the car thief, which would undoubtedly leave another clue.

Forcibly calming his emotions and suppressing the desire to vomit, Xiao Ran started the vehicle and drove straight away from here.

Next, it's time to send White's scum on the road, along with the six gangsters.

This quiet night is destined to be very bloody!

When he left here, Xiao Ran already had an extra Glock pistol in his backpack, as well as several magazines full of magazines.

This Glock is from Lyon, and it is a black gun that has been sharpened to its gun number.

It is fitting to send the rest of those scum on the road with this black gun!