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"The pulse is normal. Mingchen should be in no danger now. According to the distance, he is not very far away from us, which means that Mingchen is very likely to be with Tyrell." He Hongxue looked up at the misty sky, "The distance It will be dark for a while, since he likes to play hunting games..." The man took out a pistol loaded with tranquilizer bombs, and with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, he said in a deep voice, "Then we will play with him."

"As expected of my brother." He Wenhan glanced at Zheng Bo and Officer Chen, "If you don't want to follow up, find a way to go back."

"There should be only one person on the other side. We'd better not get separated. I've heard of Tyrell's name for a long time, and I really want to see how powerful he is." Seeing He Wenhan's firm attitude, he thought about it, and Zheng Bo still decided to follow He Wenhan and the others. "If Tyrell still brought Mingchen with him, they shouldn't be walking too fast."

Officer Chen glanced at the crowd, the corners of his wrinkled eyes pulled slightly, he seemed to be able to see his own end, but this was the path he chose: "Let's go then, I am familiar with this forest, there is It's not easy for me to sneak attack in Tyrael."

The group quickly packed their equipment. Besides He Hongxue, He Wenhan, Zheng Bo, and Police Officers Chen, they also had six entourages with real guns and ammunition.

Three bodyguards opened the way in front, three bodyguards were behind, and He Hongxue and the others walked in the middle.

As the owners of Mingchen, He Hongxue and He Wenhan both have Mingchen chip positioning devices on their mobile phones. In addition to being able to locate, they can also see the real-time pulse rate to infer Mingchen's safety.

"Everyone put on the communicator, and a positioning device is installed on the communicator. The Cultural Promotion Committee is responsible for monitoring the positions of the few of us and Mingchen. If we get separated or find something, remember to speak in time." On the pinna, He Hongxue once again warned: "Under normal circumstances try to use anesthesia bombs as much as possible, and don't use bullets unless it is absolutely necessary."

"One more thing, I want to live." He Hongxue glanced at the crowd lightly, with a hint of threat in his commanding tone.

"Where's that pet named Mingchen?" Officer Chen asked.

Before He Hongxue could speak, He Wenhan on the side said as a matter of course: "Of course I want to live." He smiled coldly into the headset: "Are you right, He Wenxuan?"

He Wenxuan's calm and calm voice came from their headsets:

[I will do my best to assist you, Mingchen is not far away from you, but the system shows that the positioning device on his body has been interfered with by the signal, although it can be located, it cannot be too precise, and the positioning range can only be locked within one kilometer. ] "Mingchen is still moving now, about five kilometers away from you." In the study room far away in the first district, He Wenxuan crossed his hands and twisted his fingers tightly together, and his calm voice could hardly hear anything too loud. Emotions fluctuated, but the man's eyes were already filled with anxiety.

A few months ago, when Ming Chen was in the intensive care unit, he didn't feel much. Even if the man had been issued a critical illness notice, who would have thought that now, a few months later, just hearing the news of Ming Chen's disappearance would be enough. He Wenxuan, who has always been calm, was restless, wishing he could rush to the [-]th district to find Mingchen himself.

He didn't dare to think too much about Mingchen's situation at this moment, as if he would immediately fall into a black hole that could not be seen through if he thought about it for a while, this was the first time he really felt that A coldness called fear and despair wrapped around his heart.

Nothing will happen to you, Mingchen, you must not have any trouble.

His hands were tightly clenched into fists, with blue veins protruding from the back of his hands.

He needs that man far more than he imagined.

Mingchen doesn't need anyone, and doesn't depend on anyone. Although he has always been alone, it doesn't mean that he is a man who is not good at communication, or to achieve a certain purpose, or to complete a certain task. For the rest of the time, he prefers to be alone.

Without He Wenhan, without He Wenxuan and without He Hongxue, it feels great to be alone in the woods.

He won't be bound by those men for too long.

Arrived.

The man who had been rushing for several kilometers in the woods stopped. In front of him was a stone hut almost covered by green creepers. Ming Chen stepped forward and peeled off the leaves. Behind him was a rusty iron gate. , there is no lock on the door, but there is an electronic window with a combination lock on the upper left of the door.

"The first game, let's guess what the password is." With a slight smile, Mingchen picked up a stone and wrote a line on the door, then entered the password on the electronic window to open the door and entered the stone hut.

Not long after he entered, He Hongxue and the others also followed the positioning device to the front of this stone hut.

"What is this?" After carefully looking around and confirming that there was no danger, He Wenhan walked to the front of the hut: "A door and a combination lock. There is a line written on the door: Victory Day."

"Do you know where this is?" He Hongxue asked Police Officer Chen next to him.

The gray-haired middle-aged man shook his head. Police officer Chen stepped forward and looked at the writing on the door with He Wenhan. This stone house only had an area of ​​less than ten square meters from the outside, but it was locked with a combination lock. Could it be that Ming Chen And Tyrell right there?

"I've never been here before." Officer Chen raised his hand and knocked on the door. "It looks like a thick security door. The words on the door should be left by Tyrell. If the positioning device is correct, you people have been taken in by Tyrael."

"Victory Day is the prompt word for the password, what does this Victory Day refer to?" Zheng Bo studied the combination lock by the door, "I didn't expect there to be such a place in District [-], this combination lock is not accessible to ordinary people , there may be a secret room in it, and it may not necessarily be."

He Wenxuan's voice came from He Hongxue's earphones: [Try to set the date of Victory Day by the royal family in the first district. 】After the victory in the last world war, the victors divided the world into twelve districts. As the royal family in one district who could taste the fruits of victory, they set a victory day to celebrate the victory of the war.

"Try the date of Royal Family Victory Day." He Hongxue said while waving his hand to signal the bodyguard next to him to raise his gun to the door of the stone hut, and he himself held the gun in his hand.

Nodding his head, He Wenhan went to the password disk and entered the date and number of Victory Day in sequence. Police officers Zheng Bo and Chen stood beside him vigilantly on both sides. With a click, the door really opened after entering the password.

Police Officer Chen stepped forward and pushed the door open. His tense nerves relaxed a little when he saw the stairs behind the door. His hand holding the pistol was covered with sweat.

"A basement." Officer Chen went to the stairs and looked down. The lights downstairs were brightly lit, and he could see green potted plants placed underneath. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, saying, "Inside It should be a long time since no one went in."

Two bodyguards were left watching outside the door, and the rest went down to the basement through the stairs behind the door.

The inside is clean, even pretty.

The lights are bright, the greenery is thriving, it just looks like it hasn't been pruned in ages, the foliage is overgrown and the flower beds are full of rotting leaves, the automatic sprinklers are still working well and they keep these underground The healthy growth of plants, of course, also includes these fluorescent lamps.

Next to the small garden is a transparent floor-to-ceiling window. Through the glass, you can see that it seems to be a living room inside. It is neat and clean. People should have lived there, but now there is no human breath inside.

"I never knew there was such a place here." Officer Chen stared wide-eyed and looked around. The simple but luxurious underground house was something that civilians in District [-] like him had never seen before, but for He Hongxue and the others But not unfamiliar.

"Look at these beautifully polished floor tiles, antique vases and sofas. It is estimated that all of them were transported from District [-]. This place used to be a place where the nobles or the royal family of a certain District [-] used to be." He Wenhan looked around, He murmured to himself: "What did Tyrell bring us here? Catch them all? If we die here, he won't be able to get out alive."

"Camera." Zheng Bo suddenly stared at a tree and said.A camera was fixed on the tree branch, and the lens was aimed at them at this time.

He Wenhan immediately wailed: "He can see our every move, it's not fair."

Suddenly, a man's deep and hoarse voice sounded in the room: [Since the establishment of the twelve districts, there has been no fairness in this world. 】Several people were taken aback, they all clenched their guns and formed a circle looking around vigilantly.

"You are Tyrell?" He Hongxue stood there calmly. He quickly found the source of the sound, a small speaker fixed under the eaves.

[Don't be nervous my friends, I am not a murderous maniac, and I have no interest in killing people for fun. 】The voice coming from the stereo was a bit weird and hoarse, which seemed to be caused by the other party's deliberate voice change.

"Where is Mingchen, where is he?" He Wenhan asked loudly.

[Hehe, are you worried about him?It's just a lowly pet, is it worth taking risks for a pet? 】The unique voice and special tone sound like a gorgeous stage play narration, deep and cold but gorgeous, like an aria of death.