critical

This is a night that is not destined to be peaceful.

The torrential rain stopped for more than two hours, the ground was wet, and it was shattered by the lights.There are no crowds enjoying the cool and walking, and Zhengguang New Village is extraordinarily quiet.Standing in the dark corridors of twelve buildings, various voices can be faintly heard——

"The enemy army still... crush them..."

"...the Nenjiang River has a flood peak...the flood peak flow rate of the Jiangqiao hydrological station on the main stream is 8820 cubic meters per second, and the flood peak water level..."

"Cheers~bilibili..."

Room 206 seemed extraordinarily quiet.

The original owner Yan Ji didn't know that a murder was going on in the house where she had lived for more than ten years.

Yan Deng walked out of the kitchen with a glass of water in his hand.

The doors and windows were closed, and there was no light in the room.There was a faint smell of blood in the air. Zhao Yunhe lay motionless on the sofa with a dagger stuck in his chest.

"died?"

"Yes." Jing Xing finished the final cleaning work, straightened up and walked towards Yan Deng, "Your Majesty, if you do this, if Ms. Yan knows..."

Yan Deng took a sip of water: "She's not important."

Jing Xing took the water glass, cleaned up his fingerprints, and followed Yan Deng out of the door.The anti-theft door was gently closed, and the master and servant walked down the stairs. There were staggered footsteps in the dark corridor, like two wild animals walking in the desolation.

"Do you feel anything when you die?"

Jing Xing's voice was low and steady: "According to the research data, it seems that there is an extra audience in the room in the early stage. When the host sees, hears, touches, smells, even if he blinks his eyes, the audience will know it, but they cannot control it. In the later stage Then the subject and the object are reversed."

"Can she feel pain?"

"Yes."

Yan Deng stopped in his tracks: "I'm talking about Faith."

Jing Xing was taken aback for a moment, but stopped talking.

Yan Deng sneered: "Faith, Faith, in the name of trust, is the most untrustworthy person. What do you think?"

Jing Xing said in a deep voice: "This subordinate must do his best and live up to the meaning of your name."

Yan Deng curled up his fingers, then slowly released them, as if he was stunned for a moment.Jing Xing stood behind her holding his breath and concentrating, without saying a word.It wasn't until Jing Xing's cell phone rang that the frozen silence was broken.

Yan Deng went straight downstairs and stood at the top of the stairs, looking at the wet street outside.

Jing Xing came down later and reported in a low voice behind Yan Deng: "There is news from the eastern suburbs that two people were killed, three were injured and seven people were all arrested. I'm not sure if Miss Faith is inside. But there are not many people available in the territory. Her side should have been completely destroyed."

Yan Deng's interest faded: "She is so cunning and suspicious, she dare not appear in front of me, let alone this kind of thing, how could she come forward in person."

Jing Xing said in a low voice: "Face fears you like a natural enemy, and it is clearly recorded in the test report that once she enters the control state, the main body will fall into a deep sleep. With her suspicion, she will not trust anyone. My Majesty thinks she won't show up now even with 'Slateroog's Rhododendron' as bait."

Yan Deng suddenly asked: "How much medicine is left?"

Jing Xing took out a transparent medicine box, which contained five bright red capsules.

Yan Deng took the medicine box in his hand and played with it: "She doesn't have too many. Even if there is, it should be useless. Otherwise, why should Onegin be in such a hurry? Yes, it is better to fuse than to be swallowed."

Jing Xing: "Miss, you?"

"Don't worry about me, I'm different from them." Yan Deng raised his chin slightly, and the warm yellow light of the street lamp fell on her face, as if the afterglow of dusk had colored the sky, "After all, I wasn't created by him."

Jing Xing lowered his head with a respectful expression.

Yan Dengyou suddenly frowned, as if there was something stuck in his throat: "Go to the eastern suburbs and give Yan Ji the key to the deed. We have to go back to Cornwall before Faith can react. There is no Slater Ruger's azaleas, she's sure to go back to Walter for a new drug to suppress."

Jing Xing bowed and saluted: "Your subordinate obeys."

After Jing Xing left, a white BMW drove to the 1th building of Zhengguang New Village, and Yan Deng opened the door and got in. One minute later, the white BMW drove out of the gate of Zhengguang Xincun community, turned left onto the main road.

After another 5 minutes, a yellow taxi drove out of the gate of Zhengguang Xincun community, turned right onto the main road.

After the two cars left one after another, in the security room at the gate of Zhengguang New Village Community, a man in a suit who was bent over looking for a courier straightened up and sighed slightly: "Oh, I have learned to lie."

The security uncle next to him repeatedly echoed: "That's right, some young people who deliver couriers are unreliable, and send text messages as soon as the things are delivered."

The man in the suit turned his head. He was nearly fifty years old, with deep eye sockets, a straight nose and thin lips, and his white hair combed meticulously: "Young man."

After Jing Xing finished speaking, he smiled and walked out of the security room.

Yan Deng, who was supposed to be sitting in a white BMW or a yellow taxi, got off a blue Didi private car.

"Beauty, wait a minute."

The Didi driver shouted as he pushed down the window, then turned around and handed out an umbrella from the car.Yan Deng looked up, the night sky was dark and dense, and it seemed that it would rain again.She walked back to the car, thanked the driver slightly, took the umbrella and walked into Century Garden.

Yan Deng strolled, passed through the buildings, came to the southernmost part of the community, and walked into the corridor of the unit.

Nothing has changed.

The red paint on the wooden handrails is cracked, the floor is covered with years of accumulated dirt, and the closed security doors are dusty, with faded blessing characters and couplets forming listless faces, looking at visitors with drooping facial features.

Time is somewhat tolerant of old things, allowing them to remain senile for a long time through the years.

Yan Deng walked up to the fourth floor, looking at the anti-theft door on the left.Opening the door, the room was pitch black just like the last time I came here.However, her eyes could penetrate the darkness and see a person sitting in the corner.

Yan Ji was sitting against the wall, eating bread.

Yan Ji contacted Ying Zhao, gave her a big gift, caught the gunman, and asked her to notify the police guarding the broken bridge, avoiding unnecessary sacrifices.Ying Zhao also kept her promise and asked Xia Yao to put the key as evidence in the designated place.

Yan Ji shook the key in his hand: "The teacher's home, the villa. I took a gamble, and it seems I won."

Yan Deng stood outside the door, and the light from the sensor light in the corridor reflected her shadow into the room, as if she had already approached the room and formed a bond with it.

From 206 in Zhengguang New Village to the 4th floor of Century Garden, within a short period of time, Yan Deng felt a headache for the second time, and said unhappily, "What are you doing here?"

Yan Ji took a bite of the bread, and asked: "Is my bait not easy to use? Some people told me in the middle of the night that 'capitalists are vampires, suitable for working at night', 'It's too far away, the villa doesn't even have a garden', these Don't those nonsensical words imply where the rhododendrons are in Slattrug?"

Yan Deng frowned: "It's really stupid."

Yan Ji chewed the bread carefully: "He is just an ordinary person, that's bad enough."

Yan Deng walked into the room: "I'm talking about you."

Yan Ji didn't seem to hear it, and his expression was calm: "I want an explanation."

Yan Deng reached out and pressed the switch at the door, and the light turned on with a "click", but then she seemed to realize that it was dangerous to do so, and immediately turned it off with a click.

Once turned on and off, the room fell into darkness again after a moment of light, as if the warm yellow just now was an illusion.But no matter how fast Yan Deng reacted, he couldn't escape the eyes of caring people.

Yan Deng's mobile phone has long been monitored, and his every move is under the control of others.Ever since she left Zhengguang New Village, she has never been able to get rid of the surveillance.

"Position lock."

"Wild Swan's direction has changed, Jianjun West Road."

"Wild Swan's direction has changed, Gulou South Road.

The smog-blue Lincoln Navigator speeds through the night, splashing a string of water.Jing Xing sat in the middle left seat, listening to the report from the co-pilot's subordinates, and said, "Children are very cautious."

Someone in the back seat spoke, it was a woman's voice: "The butler is a good tutor."

Jing Xing took the bow from his subordinates and inspected the route with his eyes: "It doesn't seem to be the newly bought villa, that's right, I sent someone to look through it several times but couldn't find it."

The woman wondered: "How about that Chinese proverb? TFW is a little monkey in your palm."

Jing Xing lowered her head to study the map, her tone was calm: "She was playing outside with her children, and her mobile phone broke down and lost, so people followed her and killed a few people. Fortunately, she doesn't understand high technology very well, so it's rare to have A shortcoming is fine."

The woman laughed: "Listen to your tone, TFW doesn't want a father, even if you are a handsome old man."

Jing Xing turned her head and smiled slightly: "Otherwise? If you didn't want to be her father, why would you cooperate with me? You are too dangerous, Faith."

The lights outside the car flashed, reflecting the emerald eyes of the woman in the back seat.However, apart from the pair of green eyes, the appearance of the lady in the back seat was completely different from the body that had been dissected by Ying Zhao, and she was only a generation behind in age.

The mid-mature Faith showed disdain: "I'm not interested in men's bodies, you know that."

"Of course." Jing Xing suddenly tapped on a place on the tablet, picked up the phone and issued an order: "The three groups go to Century Garden immediately, and the rest are on standby."

"Report, three groups received."

"Report, three groups arrived at Century Garden."

"Pay attention to concealment, ambush and observe." After Jing Xing finished speaking, he asked the driver, "How long will it take us to arrive at Century Garden?"

The driver replied respectfully: "Within 10 minutes."

Jing Xing nodded slightly, and the three groups that had arrived at Century Garden kept sending messages until a strange report——

"Report, Zhang Gong and the lights in the room flickered once."

Jing Xing secretly felt something was wrong: "Huh?"

He reached out and took the tablet from his subordinate. On the tablet was a GPS positioning map, and the red dot representing Yan Deng was stuck motionless by the door.Jing Xing leaned on the armrest with his elbows, revealing the enamel unicorn cufflinks on his cuffs, and showed the tablet in his hand to Faith in the back seat.

Faith looked at it and laughed loudly: "I almost forgot that she can see in the dark."

Jing Xing also laughed: "I'm afraid we are waiting for us to rush in and die."

Faith didn't care: "Then let her wait."

......

In the living room on the fourth floor of Century Garden, a tall and straight figure stood in the darkness, as if waiting for something, and seemed to be listening intently.

Thin walls muffle the sound of the outside, drunks swearing, women screaming, children crying, the TV laughing, the air-conditioning humming.

After standing for a long time, the motionless figure in the darkness finally lost his patience and walked through the living room into the bedroom.

Ji Bao evacuated Zhang Gongyu's house long ago, and even the floor in the bedroom was pried away, leaving only a bare shell.If there is anything different from the unfinished room, the only thing is the air-conditioning duct hole in the corner of the wall.

His white and slender fingers penetrated into the hole of the air-conditioning duct, and the thin calluses on his fingertips touched a cold object. He pinched it with three fingers and pulled out a heavy silver metal tube.

The surface of the metal pipe is smooth, and the whole body is silvery white. Only the two ends and the middle are hooped, like three rings on the steel pipe, and inside is the "Rhododendron of Slateroog" that many people dream of.

Twist the ring mechanism, and a needle sticks out from the metal tube.

A well-proportioned forearm was reflected on the dusty window glass, and the needle tube was inserted obliquely close to the skin.

Outside the window, the drone that had been making a buzzing sound in the night suddenly accelerated, "——Bang Dang!" It slammed into the window with a loud sound.The drone fell on the window sill, two of its wings broke, and the camera fell, hitting the canopy downstairs with a bang.

There was a sudden change, and for a moment of stupefaction, there was the sound of the door lock being pulled outside. In just a few seconds, the intruder had already rushed into the bedroom.

The person by the window turned around and smiled gently: "Mr. Jing, we meet again."

The astonishment on Jing Xing's face flashed across: "Good evening, Miss Yan."

Yan Ji put the silver metal tube in his pocket, took out Yan Deng's cell phone and shook it: "It would be better if Mr. Jing didn't point the gun at me."

Jing Xing's hand holding the pistol remained motionless: "With Miss Yan's intelligence, you should know how dangerous it is when you make a choice."

Yan Ji seemed curious and asked, "You didn't kill me right away because you were afraid of Yan Deng? What's so special about her?"

Before Jing Xing could speak, Yan Ji shook his head slightly with emotion: "You smart people are too thoughtful. She knows that you betrayed her, and you also know that she knows that you betrayed her. So you suspect that everything is a trap, no matter how true it is. It's fake, just like Onegin didn't feel at ease if he didn't see the bomb explode with his own eyes. Mr. Jing came in alone, and his subordinates must be waiting in ambush for Yan Deng. What if she knows this too?"

Yan Ji slightly raised his brows: "How long will it take you?"

Jing Xing lowered his hand holding the gun: "Miss Yan, I'm afraid you don't know how dangerous and terrifying she is. I want to tell you something, I hope you won't be too sad."