the world is at stake

The thin man's partner made a stab at the side, "Rogge, don't doubt it, he just discriminates against you. This dying old man walks like he has a stroke, but he might run faster than you."

Rogge was furious, and said to his partner: "Why have you become more and more sarcastic lately? Who did you learn from?"

Zhou Qingfeng walked by several people and patted Rogge on the shoulder, "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up. Don't look like a toothless old lady, do you need a cane?"

Satomi happily followed Zhou Qingfeng out of the villa.

Rogge was ridiculed innocently, turned his head to stare at David Zhang who was being escorted beside him, and cursed angrily, "What are you laughing at? If you laugh any more, I'll kill you."

Zhang Weiwei was very wronged, and said weakly with a bitter face: "I didn't smile."

A group of people took two cars and drove from the south of Baltimore to the west of the city.When the vehicle arrives at the block in the west of the city, it will immediately feel that the road has become dark.

There were no people on the street, at most a few homeless men who had set up tents by the side of the road were rummaging through trash cans.There are graffiti all over the block, and there are no shops that are still open at night.Occasionally there was movement, usually screams and gunshots.

Zhou Qingfeng drove the car himself, and asked, "Tell me about Gray, the gang leader."

David Zhang was sitting with Rogge in the back seat, trembling since he was forced into the car.Hearing Zhou Qingfeng's question, he whispered, "The address I gave is Gray's private house, but he may not be at home."

"It doesn't matter, as long as we can find that marble sculpture." Zhou Qingfeng replied.

Rogge next to him added, "I've been to Gray's private house, it's an apartment with [-] to [-] rooms, and there are a lot of hidden doors inside, it's very complicated.

Because of his drug dealing, Gray has many enemies.

Because he is worried about gang fights, he is very cautious on weekdays, and few outsiders know his exact location.There are always seven or eight gunmen around him, and it is difficult for ordinary people to approach him. "

David Zhang added, "The apartment has a basement, and Gray stores all the artwork he buys in it. Whenever there is a drug income, he will resell a certain artwork.

The money laundering method you just mentioned is not entirely correct. In fact, the IRS has been eyeing Gray for a long time, but every time he raises the price of the artwork tens or hundreds of times, and pays taxes in full.

You think Gray launders money and no one knows?On the contrary, the IRS loves Gray to death, never bothers him, and helps him mediate conflicts with the FBI.

Also, how are you going to meet Gray?What if he is at home?Also like entering my house, just break in? "

David Zhang rambled on.Roger laughed at this, shrugged and said: "Don't worry, you will know Victor's way of doing things soon."

After driving for more than half an hour, the car stopped in the shadow of a street lamp at an intersection.

Zhou Qingfeng stared at a dark apartment diagonally opposite for a long time, and grabbed out the night vision device to observe, "It is still an hour and a half before dawn. But there seems to be no one in the room."

The street outside the apartment is very dilapidated and has not been maintained all year round.

The ground is full of rubbish, and there are not many shops.The only special thing is that there are no homeless people nearby, as if this place is a restricted area.

A gust of wind blew past, rustling scraps of paper on the ground.A few plastic bags fluttered in the wind, flying in the air.

"I'll go and see, you stay here."

Zhou Qingfeng took out a 'Colt', pushed the door to get out of the car, and strode over.The deserted street lamps stretched his shadow long, surrounded by floating dust blown by the night wind.

The apartment faces the street, and there is a small step outside the door.Zhou Qingfeng raised his foot and stepped forward without knocking on the door. He looked around and listened carefully.

There is a camera at the door, but there is no sound from inside the door.Gently pushing the door, it turned out to be a solid iron door, let alone kicking it, it might not be possible to break it open with a gun.

"Skinny man, come and open the door." Zhou Qingfeng called through the intercom, "There seems to be no one in the room."

Slim was in another car, with Satomi and Fuhrman.Hearing the greeting, he quickly got out of the car and ran to Zhou Qingfeng, glanced at the keyhole of the apartment door, and said, "Give me 5 minutes."

Zhou Qingfeng, who was wearing a black coat, did not wait in place.He looked around, grabbed the window on the first floor of the apartment with one hand, and climbed up the outer wall like a gecko.

David Zhang, who was sitting in the car, looked at him and clicked his tongue, and stammered, "He did this trick again. How can he climb the wall so well?"

Zhou Qingfeng quickly climbed up to the fifth floor of the apartment, turned over and reached the roof.

"It seems that there is really no one in the apartment." Rogge reached out his hand in the car, grabbed David Zhang by the neck and shouted: "Get out of the car, we can go in."

David Zhang tremblingly shouted: "What if Gray suddenly brings the gunman back?"

"That's Gray's time to die." Roger sneered and said, "Victor is the best shooter I've ever seen, bar none."

Satomi and Fuhrman also got out of the car, and they squeezed to the door of the apartment to see the thin man open the door.

The solid iron door was really a problem, and it took five minutes to solve it, forcing the thin man to run back to the car and get an electric drill to forcefully drill the lock to open it.

Fuhrman commented angrily at the side: "This is different from the movie. It's too unskilled. How can you use an electric drill to open the lock? I thought you were a thief. You just showed me this after waiting for a long time."

"Shut up, old man." The thin man was upset, "You are so old, why do you love and hurt others like Victor? I just need to be able to pick the lock, you can control so much."

The apartment door opened, revealing a small reception room.Used to store shoes, hats, hang clothes and the like.

Entering the reception room is a large living room.When the light is turned on, it is dazzling and magnificent.The crystal chandelier above the head, the handmade carpet under the feet, the furniture are thick and expensive walnut wood, and the famous medieval paintings of unknown authenticity are hung on the walls.

Each one looks beautifully made, and the price is not cheap.

When everyone was dazzled, they saw Zhou Qingfeng who had just climbed the stairs standing in the innermost part of the living room.In front of him was a black marble sculpture of equal height.

When everyone stepped forward, they found that Zhou Qingfeng, who was fearless and fearless, was staring at the sculpture with a blank expression on his face, as if he was stupid.

Chapter 031 Distorting the World

"Have you... heard the sculpture talking?"

Zhou Qingfeng, who was in a daze, turned his head slightly, and asked the companion who followed in.

The sculpture is a portrait of a half-length woman with her hair curled up, her eyes slightly closed, her face elegant and her figure embossed.Everyone who came forward was amazed that the sculpture was so lifelike, and when Zhou Qingfeng talked about 'talking', they all had puzzled faces.

"The sculpture is talking?" The old man Fuhrman was the most curious. He stepped forward and turned up the gear of the hearing aid. After listening for a long time, he shook his head, "I didn't hear anything."

Several other people were also extremely curious, but they all said that they did not hear any voices.

The sculpted woman's face is drooping, her hands are on her waist, her expression is demure.

Zhou Qingfeng turned around the marble base, and found a line of Russian text on the front of the sculptured woman, "What is written on it?"

No one at the scene understands Russian, but it is easy to find a translation software if you can surf the Internet.The answer I got was...

"Call me, call my name. Set me free and I will guide you."

Several heads crowded in front of Zhou Qingfeng's cell phone, even Zhang David was no exception.Everyone was very curious. The unscrupulous Zhou Qingfeng wanted to find this female body sculpture because of Mao Fei.

Zhou Qingfeng turned his head and asked Zhang Dawei, "Did you notice this line of writing before?"

"Yes." David Zhang shrugged. "It's normal to have some text on the artwork. But I don't care what it means." He asked again: "You said you heard the sculpture talking, what did it say?"

From the time he approached this apartment, Zhou Qingfeng felt his heart beating faster when he stood at the door.

Some kind of force was driving him, attracting him, so he couldn't wait for the thin man to waste time at the door, and instead chose to climb over the wall and break in through the roof.

There was a voice shouting in the dark, but Zhou Qingfeng couldn't understand what it was shouting at all.But standing in front of the sculpture, he knew he had found his goal.

call……

name……

free……

guide...

Zhou Qingfeng ignored Zhang David's question, he frowned, and tentatively called out to the female sculpture - Martha.

Waited for a long time, no response.

It's a silly gesture, like waking up a marble sculpture.But how could the sculpture possibly answer him?

But Zhou Qingfeng thought about it, and called out again—Masha Vodianova.

Several people looked at Zhou Qingfeng and then at the sculpture, as if they were looking at a fool.

Rogge even wanted to raise his hand and pat the kid on the shoulder, telling him, "If you are sick, you should go to the doctor, don't pretend to be strong."

But... Satomi suddenly screamed, pointing to the corridor next to the living room and shouting: "Victor, there is someone."

A figure stepped out of the darkness of the corridor.

Zhou Qingfeng immediately drew his gun to aim, but he didn't fire.

Because the figure is virtual.

It was a tall black man, dressed loosely, with a rebellious appearance, completely ignoring everyone in the living room.He walked carelessly across the living room and left again.

"God." Fuhrman also yelled, grabbed Zhou Qingfeng's shoulder, and shouted: "My heart, my heart."

The old man looked like he was going to burp right away, but he stared at him and pointed to the other corner of the living room—there were a few figures on the sofa in the living room that was empty.

A nigger wearing a big gold chain grabbed a gun and pointed at two women kneeling in front of him. He opened and closed his mouth as if he was cursing.

After a few breaths, the big gold chain nigger fired several shots and shot the two women in the head.

Fuhrman's whole body was shaking, and he kept yelling, "This is too exciting, take medicine...".

But it was too late to take the medicine at this time, and the old man's heart would stop beating at any moment.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't care about other things, he quickly took out the emergency intravenous nitroglycerin injection from Fuhrman's pocket, and immediately stuck it in for him.Then lay it flat.

In such a short time, several people who broke into the apartment were screaming.Satomi even cried and hugged Zhou Qingfeng's waist, and the others were also back to back, so nervous that they howled, cried, or spoke incoherently.

More and more figures appeared in the living room, appearing and disappearing like ghosts.They all ignored Zhou Qingfeng and others, just like the masters of this place, walking around, doing what they had to do.

"Shooting is Gray." Rogge was hugged tightly by the thin man and David Zhang like a backer.He himself was frightened and turned pale, but he pointed to the phantom who had shot by the sofa and called out his identity.

Zhou Qingfeng also reacted, patted Satomi on the back, and said in a deep voice: "Don't be afraid. This is not a living person, this is someone and something that once appeared here."

David Zhang also calmed down a bit, pointed at Gray who was disappearing, and said, "Just last week, two prostitutes were shot to death, and their bodies were thrown in a trash can in the West Park. It turned out that they were killed here."

"But why did they appear suddenly?" The thin man was also nervous, holding Roger and asking.

Roger cursed in horror: "Damn Victor, he can always cause trouble beyond my imagination. I shouldn't know him."

The chaotic scene lasted for a minute or two, when the emotions of the few people gradually stabilized.Satomi, who hugged Zhou Qingfeng, suddenly cried, and patted the man's shoulder lightly, "Victor, Victor..."

"What's wrong?" Zhou Qingfeng was still paying attention to the events of various figures that appeared in the living room.

Satomi cried louder, hugged her tighter, and sobbed in extreme fear: "This woman, the sculptured woman...she came back to life."

Several people turned their heads when they heard the words, and ran away with another scream.

A layer of glow floated on the marble sculpture placed in the living room, and the lifelike image of a woman changed.Her originally frozen posture glowed like water waves, she raised her head little by little, opened her eyes, and looked around.

The woman glanced at Satomi and Rogge, finally stared at Zhou Qingfeng, and said something in Russian. Seeing that the man didn't respond, she switched to English and said, "Are you calling me?"

Silly……

"Are you Masha Vodianova?" Zhou Qingfeng asked, no matter how strong his spirit was, his mind would still be confused at this moment, "You...why are you in a sculpture?"

The woman showed a bitter smile and asked, "Where is Alexei Goldman?"

"Dead." Zhou Qingfeng asked again: "Are you his... wife?"

The woman nodded, but shook her head again, and asked again: "What's your name?"

"You can call me Victor."

"Victor, there is not much time, I have to give you a little reminder first. The apartment you are in will soon become a distorted weird time and space, your companion..."

Before finishing speaking, Satomi screamed again.The Japanese girl's body seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, suddenly deformed, and then swallowed by a black hole.

Zhou Qingfeng was frightened and angry, but he couldn't.

But the sculpted woman just shook her head, "It's useless, she was taken to a certain room in this apartment. Your companions will be taken away. Only you will stay."

Sure enough, the old Fuhrman lying on the ground was also elongated before being swallowed by a black hole.Followed by fat and thin and David Zhang.No matter how much they screamed in terror, they couldn't stop this from happening.

Zhou Qingfeng grabbed left and right, but he couldn't catch them all.He could only growl and shout to the sculpted woman: "What the hell happened?"

"This was originally a problem for Alexei Goldman. But he didn't have the guts to accept his fate, so he gave it to you instead.

The apartment is distorted and your companions are hidden in different corners.If you want to escape, you must face one problem after another. "

By this time, the image of the sculptured woman began to collapse, and finally the entire sculpture became a ring.Her last sentence was: "Put on the ring and become one of the chosen ones in this twisted world. Only those who survive will know the answer."

"I remember that the armed police used to carry brooms"

Author's Note: After much deliberation, it is still necessary to have a fantasy background to facilitate the development of the plot.Otherwise, the real world is not so much going on.

Chapter 032

2020年12月28日，懂王在推特上向支持者喊话：“1月6日，华盛顿特区见。”

4天后的2021年元旦当天，懂王再度发推：“1月6日上午11时，华盛顿将举行‘大型抗议集会’。”

The slogan is 'Stop Stealing'!

On January 2021, 1, the two houses of the U.S. Congress will hold a joint meeting to count the electoral votes, which is also the last chance for Trump to "turn over" in law.

On the morning of January 1, thousands of supporters gathered on the "Oval Lawn" on the south side of the White House to participate in the "Save America" ​​rally hosted by Wang Wang.

A second ago, Zhou Qingfeng, Uncle Zhou was still in the living room of the private apartment of Gray, the gang leader in Baltimore, facing Martha Vodianova trapped inside the marble sculpture.