Nomenclature of Night

  Chapter 395 Accident Made

  The most frightening thing about the unexpected is that you don't know when it's coming.

  So in the face of such an opponent, you can only be extremely careful and vigilant, and be ready to resolve the crisis at any time.

  After a long time, people who are worried every day will fall into mental anxiety, sleep well, be unable to concentrate on anything, and even fall into a panic-stricken paranoia.

  This kind of thing can be prevented for a day, but not for a year.

  Qing Chen's group seven had just gone to the third intelligence office to arrest people, but they were immediately targeted by Xing Xing.

   Rao is a person like him, and worries will arise in his heart from time to time.

   It is conceivable that during the four-round shadow battle, even if other candidates are still alive and participating, they must be extremely exhausted mentally.

   Of course, there is a better way to end the fate of the person who wrote the fate of others.

   It's like the simplest truth, if you can't solve the problem, then solve the person who caused the problem.

  Let others follow your rhythm instead of you following others' rhythm.

   Moreover, Qing Chen felt that it was a pity that he was lucky to get this forbidden item, since there are obviously better ways to use it.

  Of course, now is not the time. The most important thing for Qingchen now is to prepare for the transaction of Shendai Jingbian two days later.

  Qing Chen picked up the phone and dialed Qing Zhun's cell phone: "Did you find it?"

  Qing Zhun responded with a smile: "It's easier to find than expected. There are three traitors in total. How should we deal with it?"

  Qing Chen was silent for two seconds: "Is there any evidence?"

"have."

   "Directly transfer to the procuratorate for prosecution."

   "Aren't you going to kill them?" Qing Zhun said with a smile: "The supervisor seems very kind, but if the price of betrayal is too small, someone will betray in the future."

  Qing Chen thought for a while and said: "I admit that what you said is very reasonable, but they have been instigated before I came, so they can't turn back."

   "Okay, the boss has the final say!" Qing Zhun responded with a smile: "I will start the prosecution process here, so you don't have to worry about it."

  In Qing Chen's view, the difference between Qing Zhun and Qing Hua is that although the other party has never returned, his ability is extremely mysterious.

  For example, this time he told Qing Zhun to catch the mole, and the other party only took six hours to catch the mole.

  The other party is like a bystander wandering on the edge of the Seventh Division of the Intelligence Division.

  Qing Chen has read the other party's profile, and Qing Zhun came here half a year ago, and hasn't done anything yet.

  Originally, Qinghua thought that Qingzhun was going to take over the position of inspector, but after the other party came, it was as if he was eating and waiting to die every day, until Qingchen arrived.

  Actually, Qing Chen has always had a guess in his heart about Qing Zhun's identity, but it has not been confirmed.

  He was walking towards another block, and as he was walking, he suddenly saw a few students walking on the long street, distributing leaflets to passers-by.

   This scene seemed familiar. He had also seen it on the light rail train in City 10.

  The faces of those students were full of enthusiasm and ideals, and they told passers-by about the parade they were going to hold in ten days, and about their idea of ​​education reform.

  A student walked up to Qing Chen: "Student, which school are you from?"

  Qing Chen thought for a while and said, "He's from No. 1 High School in District 5."

  The student said with a smile: "Then you must be good at studying. No. 1 High School is very difficult to get into. By the way, this is our parade flyer. Do you want to know more about it?"

  At this time, what Qingchen was thinking was that Yangyang once said that she would represent Spade in City 10 to organize a student parade.

   So, if the parade is 10 days away, does that mean Yang Yang is likely already in the city by this time?

  Qing Chen asked curiously: "Is there a girl named Yang Yang among the initiators of your parade?"

  A female classmate shook her head: "No."

   "Well, thank you," Qing Chen turned and left, he did not intend to participate in the parade.

  As the seventh group of supervisors of the PCA Intelligence Division, it is not appropriate to participate in the parade.

In the next second, a male student said: "Student, you may think that our parade has nothing to do with you. Most people think so. But this time the federal education system oppressed us, and you didn't stand up. Once the federal consortium oppressed the workers, and you didn’t stand up, when one day you also face the oppression of the consortium, no one will stand up!”

   Qing Chen turned back and said seriously: "I admire your courage, but I really can't participate in this parade, sorry."

  The students didn't say anything, didn't speak ill of each other, just watched Qing Chen leave quietly.

   This made Qingchen realize that this student parade was organized by mature organizers. They knew very well that the parade needs to be restrained.

  The parade is for the right appeal, so use the right behavior.

  The success of the parade in City No. 18 has had a profound impact on the entire Federation at this time, and the students from all over are the most excited.

  Qing Chen took two steps, and suddenly heard someone yelling: "Who asked you to distribute leaflets here?"

  A student explained: "We have already obtained approval for the parade, why can't we distribute leaflets?"

   "That's not okay, leaflets are not allowed here!"

   Qing Chen turned his head and saw three detectives from the PCE Security Management Committee blocking the way of the students.

  The detectives held batons in their hands and were about to **** the leaflets from the students.

  He walked back with a sigh: "As far as I know, if the parade is approved, it is reasonable and legal to distribute leaflets."

  A PCE agent looked at Qing Chen: "Go away, don't meddle in your own business."

  Qing Chen didn't say much, he took out his ID and held it up in front of the PCE agent: "I hope you will still have the courage to say such things to me after reading it."

  The next moment, the PCE agent was stunned after seeing the documents: "Sorry sir, I didn't know it was you, you..."

  Qing Chen waved his hand: "Go."

   After speaking, the PCE agent turned around and left with two colleagues.

  The students who handed out the leaflets watched the agents leave in a daze, and when they came back to their senses, Qing Chen had disappeared.

   In the minds of the students, there is only the figure in the white sportswear, which is clean and flawless.

A female student picked up her mobile phone and dialed: "Sister Yangyang, just now a boy saw us distributing leaflets and asked us if we knew you. In order not to expose you, we said we didn't know you. However, he seems to be a very Senior officer, PCE agents were going to **** our leaflets, but they ran away as soon as they saw his papers."

  The **** the other side of the phone smiled and said, "What clothes is he wearing?"

  The female student said: "A white sportswear."

  Yangyang smiled and said: "It's still the white sportswear... If you see him again next time, you can just say you know him."

   "Ah?" The female student asked curiously, "Sister Yangyang, do you know him?"

   "We've known each other for a long time."

  …

  …

   There are only 12 hours left before the trade of Yasube of the Age of Gods.

  However, Qingchen, the seven-team inspector of the intelligence department, seemed to have evaporated from the world, and no one could be found.

   It stands to reason that there are quite a lot of intelligence personnel in city No. 10, and it is not difficult to find one.

  But two strange things happened in this city. One was the disappearance of the shadow candidate Qingyuan, and the other was the disappearance of the seven teams of inspectors.

  The seventh group is not in a hurry, after all, Qinghua can still receive news and orders from the boss every day, at least they know that the supervision is fine.

  But the other several intelligence groups are different. They cast the net all over the world to inquire about the news, for fear that the seven groups of inspectors will hold back some big tricks.

  The scariest thing is not a palm-sized hairy spider crawling around the house.

   But when you just wanted to kill it, it disappeared...

  Yesterday, when three detectives from Group Seven were prosecuted by Qing Zhun, there was an uproar in the intelligence building.

  Generally, if a traitor is caught in this kind of place, they will be executed secretly. This is the first time I have seen a public prosecution.

   Several inspectors were thinking, would all the seven teams of agents panic at this time?

   You must know that every time the organization is purged, some innocent people will be implicated. After all, the matter of catching traitors is rather paradoxical. You can't tell who is and who is not.

  When catching a traitor, it is easy to make people panic.

   But the problem lies here. Several other intelligence groups suddenly discovered a problem. After the three traitors were caught, the matter did not expand, but quickly subsided.

  The agents of these seven teams seemed to have been drugged with ecstasy. They didn't take this matter to heart at all, and continued to "do things" in the big office on the third floor.

  At this moment, Qing Hua was sitting cross-legged on the ground practicing cultivation, and Qing Yi was walking in the big office to give alms to everyone from time to time, and then returned to the office to cultivate his own Qi channels.

  Originally, the detectives were a little worried about the sequelae of this practice method. After all, those practice methods on the market have too many sequelae, and they might make a joke of themselves.

  However, when they saw that Qingyi was also practicing this method, they immediately felt relieved.

Sitting next to Qing Hua, Qing Zhun crossed his legs and took a bite of an apple: "Hey, where do you think our supervisor went? About one-third of the intelligence personnel in the city are looking for him. Hardly found it!"

   Qinghua didn't speak, and continued to concentrate on practicing.

  Qing Zhun continued: "We are going to trade Shendai Jingbian tonight, are you panicking?"

   Qinghua still didn't speak.

  Qing Zhun: "You said..."

Qinghua couldn't bear it any longer: "Brother, can you chat with another person? My cultivation talent is not good. If you do this, all the agents will be promoted, and I'm still in Xiao Zhoutian! Also, don't you need to practice? ?!"

  Qing Zhun laughed happily and said, "I'm an awakened person, and I don't practice. Forget about practicing, I'll chat with someone else."

   After finishing speaking, he walked aside and squatted beside Yang Xuyang: "Hey, where do you think our supervisor will go?"

  Yang Xuyang: "..."

  The detectives in the office almost felt that the inspector Qing Zhun could absorb other people's negative emotions and become stronger?

   And Qing Zhun is thinking about Qing Chen.

   At this time, he has changed his clothes and changed his face with the taboo ACE-005 Daifuku, standing on a wide street in the third district.

  He walked into a coffee shop and leisurely bought a cup of Southwestern coffee.

  There is no American style, latte, or cappuccino in the world. Almost all coffee beans in the entire Federation are produced in the southwest region, and Li's, Qing's, and Chen's all have production bases for planting.

   So, only Southwestern coffee here.

  Coffee is shipped from the southwest, and the transportation cost is very high, and it belongs to the rich and powerful.

  Coffee shops are also unique to the upper three districts. There are also shops in the fourth and fifth districts of some cities. Many people in the Federation are even proud to have been to a coffee shop once.

   After Qingchen got the coffee, he sat silently in front of the transparent glass window and looked outside.

  No one knows what he is observing.

  The next moment, Qing Chen glanced at the time, got up and walked outside.

   At this time, the sun is shining outside, and there are three convoys approaching in a row in the distance.

   Qing Chen was on the sidewalk, walking towards the approaching convoy.

  While walking, the hands that were originally in the pockets were pulled out, and even a wallet in the pockets fell to the ground.

  A man not far away saw this scene, immediately ran over to pick up the wallet, and then ran in the opposite direction.

   It's just that the man ran too fast and accidentally knocked a woman who was walking her dog to the ground.

  After the woman fell to the ground, the dog leash she was holding was released, and the huge pet dog ran wildly towards the middle of the road.

  In order to avoid the pet dog, an approaching car slammed into the oncoming convoy.

   There was a bang, and the leading car collided with the out-of-control vehicle.

  The woman who fell, the man who picked up the wallet, the running dog, the car that collided, all of these are held together by a wallet that fell on the ground.

   It was as if someone had held a key called destiny and opened a new door.

   With a click, the door opened.

  A bodyguard got out of the car to check the situation, and after he understood what had happened, he walked back to the car and said in a low voice, "Boss, it was an accident."

  Sitting in the back row of the executive-class car, Qingwen's face was livid, and he murmured in a low voice: "I'm glad...it's endless, right?"

   "Boss, what should we do now?" the security guard asked in a low voice.

   "Cover me to change cars, leave one person here to deal with traffic accidents, and others will **** me home," Qingwen said in a concentrated voice.

  After the vehicle left, Qing Chen walked in another direction, which was Qing Wu's usual way home.

   And Qing Chen also helped Qing Xing to prepare an accident for Qing Wu.

   I'm afraid I'm glad I didn't expect that there are still people in this world who can use their brains to reproduce the accidents he created.

  In fact, Qing Chen has tried to calculate the accident as much as possible, but planning an accident by himself is a bit difficult after all.

  Just calculated Qingwen, he also had to sprinkle some dog-attractant in the middle of the road, otherwise it would be impossible for the pet dog to run wildly in the middle of the road.

  Therefore, the accident created by Qingchen was flawed. If someone carefully investigates here and finds the attractant on the ground, it can prove that it was a man-made accident.

   But none of this is important, the important thing is that Qingwen and Qingwu think that they are lucky and just do it.

   Fortunately, he is usually protected by the security personnel assigned by his parents. Unless Qing Chen takes the risk of being targeted by the Qing family during the day and uses virtue to convince others, there is no good way for him to be lucky for the time being.

   The gunshots of Yide Furen are special and easy to be recognized.

  If he snipes at Xing Xing, then he will have to face Xing Xing's endless pursuit of his parents, right?

  However, when you have no way to deal with an enemy, you can find a few more enemies for this enemy.

   In this way, many people will target him together!

  Now that Qingyi is under the shelter of the Intelligence Department, and he is about to become the most powerful shadow candidate, I am afraid that many people will target him.

  So, it seems interesting to cover up Keiichi's light with the light of luck.

   "Interesting," Qing Chen said.

   I don't know when it started, but he actually had the same hobby as Mr. Shadow from the Qing family.

  The customers in the coffee shop and the passers-by on the roadside all pointed their fingers at the sudden accident, but the instigator, Qing Chen, had already gone away.

  …

  …

  When night fell, Xing Xing was silently playing with an old matchbox at home, and the matches accumulated in the box made a rattling sound.

   Taboo ACE-054 There will be an extra match every day in the old matchbox, even if it is not used, it will not disappear.

   Fortunately, when he got the matchbox, it was full, and he hasn't used it up to this day.

  He recalled the scene yesterday afternoon, the young man in the firelight, his eyes pierced the flames as if they could penetrate time and space, invisibly frightening his mind.

  Can the other party see me?

   Probably can't see it.

   Fortunately, I was thinking with a cold face.

   Just then, a phone call came in. He glanced at it, and it was Qingwen.

   "Hello, Qingwen," said Xingxing calmly.

  But I heard Qingwen on the other side of the phone say: "I don't care how you did it, but if you use that inexplicable ability on me again, we will die."

   After finishing speaking, Qingwen hung up the phone.

  Xing Xing nestled on the sofa and was stunned for a while. The accident he arranged for Qingwen was a long time ago. Why did the other party suddenly call now?

   Fortunately, my instinct felt that something was wrong, but I didn't know what was wrong.

   Before he could figure out what the problem was, Qing Wu also called at this time.

   "Hey, Qing Wu," said Xing Xing.

  During the phone call, Qing Wu said coldly: "If you dare to use your ability on me again, I will screw your head off."

   After finishing speaking, Qing Wu also hung up the phone.

   Fortunately, he felt a sense of grievance. He really never arranged Qingwu's fate, because Qingwu's level is much higher than his, and he has no way to affect the other party's fate.

  This principle is also very simple to explain: Qingwu's life is relatively hard...

  Xing Xing pondered slowly, Qing Wen and Qing Wu both had accidents on the same day, and then blamed themselves for it, right?

  He suddenly realized a problem. If everyone starts to doubt him, will everyone be blamed for accidents in the future?

  Wait, will someone deliberately create an accident, and then plant it on him?

   Fortunately, he was a little hesitant, because he was not sure if anyone in this world could do this.

  …

  The 5,000-word chapter has been updated today, and the Tobacco League has 1 update, and 5 updates are still owed.

   Looking for a guaranteed monthly pass in October!

  (end of this chapter)