The end of the day [unlimited flow]

Under the faint light, his figure was very blurry, and a layer of black cloth could be vaguely seen covering his face, making his identity even more difficult to determine.

In the camera, he first dragged Chu Xian into the bathroom, and when he came out, there was not even an inch of skin left on the body...

But why?Is it also out of some kind of belief?

The two looked at each other in dismay, and they both read the trace of bewilderment in each other's eyes.

And the previous assumption of threatening hostages to install cameras will be self-defeating.

Time is running out, and we have to find that pervert who likes to install cameras as soon as possible.

But how to find this?Search the past from door to door?It's not realistic.

Isn't the current situation just because I'm outlining the enemy and hiding in the dark?

"Why don't you go and see which family pays the highest electricity bill?" Fang Zhiyou was forced to a dead end.

Zhu Liang shook his head, "The power supply here is centralized by several public equipment, and there is no such thing as electricity bill."

In this place, the electricity is sufficient, but there is no such thing as wireless, and the network that should be disconnected is still completely disconnected.

"Speaking of it..." Fang Zhiyou rubbed his chin, "Look...we installed surveillance cameras in other people's rooms, why?"

The reasoning is simple, and Zhu Liang immediately reacted.

Of course, there is no need to pretend under my nose, and the reason is the same for that person.

Therefore, it is only necessary to investigate the distribution of monitoring in the city. If there are relatively few places, that person must be there.

Ever since, in the following time, the nine people began to search for the cameras in the city.

Wan Li and Xiao Qianqian followed Fatty and Jiang Chun respectively, while the rest were free to form.

And Fang Zhiyou went west of the city with Zhu Liang.

At this time, the "sun" is hanging in the center, and there are few pedestrians walking on the street, so it is much more convenient to check.

There are many factories scattered in the west of the city, and the two of them greeted the boss very politely before entering the factory for a tour.

The employees in the factory all wear white hats and blue masks, and the overall environment is considered very clean.

In a complicated environment, it is even easier to hide the camera. In less than 10 minutes, the two had already torn off six or seven cameras.

"What are you holding?" an employee in a white coat suddenly asked.

Fang Zhiyou raised his hand and passed the camera in front of his eyes, "Have you heard of the fifth urban legend?"

Hearing this, the man was slightly taken aback, then nodded, "I've seen hundreds of this thing in the factory."

"..."

There are hundreds of them in one factory. It is hard to imagine how many surveillance cameras are installed in the whole city.

Fang Zhiyou began to consider the possibility that the culprit is the boss who sells the camera.

However, even the boss may not have so many cameras. Besides, the bunch of cameras I hold in my hand are completely different from those sold in the store, and even the shapes installed in different parts of the city are different...

What's more, according to the boss, no one has ever bought a large number of cameras, except himself...

This is very strange. Is it possible that that person can produce so many cameras by himself?Even if there is not an underground factory.

"Then please tell the boss, and we'll leave first." Fang Zhi was ready to slip away.

People who can put hundreds of cameras in just one factory, will they put fewer cameras in front of their houses?

No, this will only be the case when saving money.

But judging by his handwriting, it is completely unnecessary.

But this is too rich.

The two simply ate lunch on the street, and even tasted the signature dish of Monster City-stir-fried moss.

That taste is really indescribably wonderful.

"However... if you want to monitor the whole city, let alone how many cameras you need, how big is his screen?" Zhu Liang asked while eating French fries.

"Then according to you, how many pairs of eyes does he have?" Fang Zhiyou also raised a question.

……

Zhu Liang was puzzled, "After all, what is his purpose for doing this?"

Who knows?Maybe that freak's interested in observing humans or something?But what does that have to do with him killing people?

When he was getting irritable, the sound of a fire engine rang in his ears again, and his eyes followed him involuntarily.

The second urban legend seems to be called "The Smiling Man in the Field of Fire"?

The two looked at each other and ran out at the same time.

The place where the fire was burning was only two streets away, and at this time it was constantly emitting thick smoke and sparks.

There were quite a few onlookers standing downstairs. Compared with the onlookers on the ground, they just lacked a mobile phone in their hands.

Most of the people were expressionless, looking up blankly, and just looking.

For a moment, Fang Zhiyou couldn't help but start to wonder if this is the real underground civilization, or if all civilizations are like this... so indifferent and ruthless.

The fire was gradually extinguished, and the crowd dispersed.

The black smoke cleared, but they never saw the so-called "smiling man in the fire". It seems that the urban legend is also very busy and has no time to rush to any fire.

The sky gradually darkened, this underground city civilization is really amazing, even the dusk is so lifelike.

I don't know if it was because of the fire, but the orange-red sunset swept across the sky, echoing the glass buildings in the city, like a fairyland.

Most people in this city probably have their own cars, so there is no such thing as a taxi, and the two of them can only rely on their legs when they come and go.

There are not as many stars tonight as last night, and the moon is not as dazzling as last night.

The street lights were dim, and the two walked quietly side by side.

When turning into the narrow alley, Fang Zhiyou leaned close to Zhu Liang's ear and whistled, which added a touch of weirdness.

"You..." Zhu Liang turned his head helplessly, but he broke off in the middle of the sentence, his expression changed abruptly, and he immediately pulled out a dagger from his pocket, and brushed it over his shoulder to block it back.

The sound of the blades colliding was a bit harsh, but Fang Zhiyou froze in place, not even knowing when he was pulled behind him by Zhu Liang.

It's not the shock of the rest of the life after the catastrophe, but... the dagger that Zhu Liang is holding in his hand at this moment...

"Big dog legs?" Fang Zhiyou finally came to his senses.

The "big dog leg" is Jiang Fan's dagger, and like his own "small dog leg", it was won from an international competition three years ago...

The person who came to sneak attack failed in one hit, so he simply ran away, and ran away without a trace after a while.

Zhu Liang intends to chase after him, but in fact, he doesn't mean to kill them all. More likely, he just wants to sneak away from Fang Zhiyou as soon as possible.

But who knows where will give him this chance?As soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed his wrist, opened and closed his mouth, closed and opened it again, but he didn't know where to start, and finally he could only shout softly, "Jiang Fan?"

"I, I'm really not Jiang Fan." Zhu Liang replied with a bitter face.

"I don't believe your nonsense anymore." Fang Zhi replied, like a child who was angry, and like an abandoned dog that was abandoned for no reason. Under the grievance, there was a bit of anger, and besides the anger, there was more anger. More is to look forward to.

Zhu Liang tried to struggle, but he was still holding a dagger in his hand, and it would be impossible if one accidentally scratched him, so he had to pull him, "Then wait a while, and we'll talk when we go back."

Hearing this, Fang Zhiyou took a deep look at him, and then let go of his hand, "Go ahead."

……

In fact, he was sure to avoid that person's sneak attack just now, or in other words, even if he really suffered that sudden attack, he could still subdue that person, but the appearance of the big dog leg really exceeded his expectations...

It turned out that when I was in Qingjinglin, the reason why Zhu Liang didn't let me look at my bag was because I didn't want my dog ​​legs to be discovered...

With a stomach full of problems, I finally returned to the hotel. When I opened the door, seven familiar faces and their respective bedding appeared in front of me.

Fang Zhiyou was rarely frightened.

"Fang, Brother Fang... We were afraid that it would be dangerous to live alone, and you and Brother Liang were not here, so we had to move here." Lin Rang touched his head and said.

Well, this idea is correct, so Fang Zhiyou quickly closed the door again, then turned to look at Zhu Liang, "Then say it here."

"Hmm..." Zhu Liang covered her face and couldn't organize her words for a while.

And Fang Zhiyou just waited quietly.

"Actually, the real Jiang Fan is over 50 years old." Zhu Liang said it with the consciousness of death.

"Sure enough... huh? Wait, you say it again?" Fang Zhiyou was obviously completely surprised.

Zhu Liang sighed slightly, "At the time of the international competition, he was supposed to be there, but there was an accident in the middle, and the higher-ups asked me to change into a disguise to replace... I, I thought I would explain it to you after the mission is over. ...but... something unexpected happened halfway."

"..." He spoke so clearly, how could he not understand.

His face was not very good-looking, and after a long silence, he said gloomyly, "So... before I called the name of a man in his 50s on the bed?"

"..."