I came back from hell to plan a perfect revenge

He Chunpeng's life trajectory is relatively regular.

He is 45 years old this year, and his wife and daughter have been sent abroad by him.

Every morning at 8 o'clock, he will go to the company to check the accounts. This is almost unchanging and can be used as a good time to take action.

However, in this process, He Chunpeng is usually not alone, he will bring his bodyguards with him.

For lunch, He Chunpeng will choose to eat in the employee cafeteria.

If poisoning is done, it is likely to implicate a large number of employees and make things go in an uncontrollable direction.

In the afternoon, He Chunpeng usually attends dinner parties and social gatherings, and the target is uncertain.

Generally speaking, He Chunpeng has only three places for activities at night.

One is the bath center, the second is the home of his lover Ai Lan, and the third is He Chunpeng's own home.

So, there are only three opportunities to take action.

One, disguised as an employee of a logistics company, take action in the morning, but the timing is not easy to grasp, and there are too many uncertain factors.

Two, lurk in the home of his lover Ai Lan and wait for an opportunity to take action.

Third, lurk in He Chunpeng's home.

But both Ai Lan's home and He Chunpeng's home have very good protection measures.

Not only is there all-round surveillance, but also facial recognition unlocking. It is as difficult as climbing to the sky to sneak in.

As for buying Ai Lan, it is even more unrealistic.

Everything about this woman was given by He Chunpeng. She is just an obedient and sensible canary. She has no handle and will not betray He Chunpeng.

In the dim lounge, Shen Feng lowered his head and thought about the plan to kill He Chunpeng.

Tick-tock --

Tick-tock --

Time passed by minute by minute, and various plans, like a movie, were constantly playing in Shen Feng's mind.

Just like a precision instrument, every detail, every gear, is related to the overall situation.

Or in other words, it is not just He Chunpeng.

Shen Feng's entire revenge plan is a precision instrument.

Liu Ruxu, Wu Jun, Hu Delin, He Chunpeng are all small gears in this plan.

After a while, Shen Feng slowly raised his head.

His face gradually became clear from the shadows and was illuminated by the light.

There is a way to kill He Chunpeng!

Shen Feng took out his mobile phone and stared at the screen for a long time.

Then, he dialed a number.

After a few rings, the call was connected.

But neither Shen Feng nor the other end of the phone spoke.

The two were silent for about a minute.

Finally, the other end of the phone spoke first.

"Long time no see."

The voice was hoarse and dry, as if soaked in blood.

Shen Feng also adjusted his mood and smiled: "Yes, long time no see."

"What instructions does Boss Shen have?"

Shen Feng looked at the name of "He Chunpeng" on the notebook and said: "I need you to prepare something for me."

"What is it?"

...

One afternoon five days later.

The sun was shining.

"I said, you don't drink anything else besides soda?"

In the lonely island bar, Shen Feng looked at Zhang Yiyang in front of the bar with a half-smile.

"No way, I just like this." Zhang Yiyang said, rubbing his neck.

"Officer Zhang, Officer Zhang!" An Jie (the female employee of Liu Ruxu) came over and asked with a gossipy look on her face: "How is the case of the masked killer going?"

Since this matter is basically public, although it is still forbidden to discuss it on the Internet, privately, everyone calls it the "masked killer."

Zhang Yiyang looked at this lively and cute little girl and pretended to think deeply for a long time.

"Well... guess?"

An Jie curled her lips: "I'm not a fortune teller."

Zhang Yiyang smiled and perfunctorily said: "It's still under investigation."

An Jie rolled his eyes: "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it! Anyway, I..."

Just then, the door of the bar was pushed open from the outside, and a courier wearing a thick windbreaker walked in with a box.

"Who will sign for Mr. Shen Feng's express delivery?"

Shen Feng's heart moved. It seemed that the things were ready!

Inside was the important tool to kill He Chunpeng.

In front of Zhang Yiyang, Shen Feng calmly walked out of the bar and signed for the express delivery.

And what he was signing for in front of Zhang Yiyang at this moment was the key props for the next game.

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"What did you buy?" Zhang Yiyang asked curiously.

Shen Feng shook the box and smiled easily: "New wine formula, do you want to see it?"

"Forget it, I won't read it. Don't ask me for money after reading it..."

"Hahaha..." Shen Feng laughed and put the express delivery on the counter, and continued to chat with Zhang Yiyang.

The hanging TV in the bar was playingA very wonderful old movie - "Infernal Affairs".

When Shen Feng saw the fate of the two male protagonists in the play intersecting, he smiled.

This time, the revenge on He Chunpeng is an important drama.

It is not just as simple as He Chunpeng alone, but more importantly, a stone will be thrown into the calm water of the "Alliance".

The formal confrontation with the Alliance gradually began.

And in order to live up to this ceremony, tonight will be particularly exciting.

His revenge drama will gradually enter the climax stage next.

...

Tonight, Shen Feng will close the bar to "develop new wine", so there are no guests in the bar, and Shen Feng closed the door early.

At this time, the bar is playing leisurely and soothing pure music. Shen Feng is sitting alone on a high stool, holding a small brush in one hand, dipped in glue, and brushing it on his other hand.

This is not a superb method, but it is definitely very useful.

Because after the glue solidifies, it will cover his fingerprints and will not leave any traces that are unfavorable to him.

Everything has begun to brew like a storm.

"He Chunpeng..., tonight, you will be the protagonist of this game..."

Shen Feng's morbid laughter echoed in the empty bar.

At this time, it was 8:30 in the evening.

...

An hour later, at 9:30 in the evening, dark clouds covered the moon.

He Chunpeng walked back to the gate of the villa area.

After smiling and waving to the security guard at the gate of the community, He Chunpeng came to the door of his villa.

Scan your face and enter the door.

In the dark night, it seemed that something was about to move.

At 9:40 in the evening, the Fudao City Criminal Police Brigade received a call from the masked man again.

"Are you ready?" Zhong Haiyang asked the technician next to him.

"Captain Zhong, don't worry. As soon as the call is connected, I will start locating immediately."

Zhong Haiyang took a deep breath with a serious expression and answered the call.

"Hello?"