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Tang Ji looked at the open apartment door and followed closely, but there were fire exits on both sides of the corridor, two elevators were going up and down, and the cameras in the corridor had already been destroyed.

He couldn't tell where the other party left from for a while, and considering how ruthless the other party was, if he didn't want to face him, it was not impossible to find an apartment on another floor, break in, kill the original owner and hide.

Tang Ji's biggest headache is this kind of dense apartment building, which is thirty stories high, with an average of 180 apartments on each floor. Even if official forces are mobilized, it will be difficult to clear them in a short time.

He had to admit that he lost track of him. The other party moved decisively and did not drag his feet. Even if Anthony arrived at the other gate in time, it would be difficult to block the target.

"Alia, let's see how many surveillance cameras are available around here. The target was wearing a ginger suit and a top hat with obvious features." Tang Ji didn't know if the other party would change clothes, but after a quick glance just now, the other party was calm. The look in his eyes left a deep impression on him.

Such people generally don't make themselves embarrassed. Instead of hiding themselves, they are more willing to kill everyone who accidentally encounters them. The two corpses soaking in the bathroom are proof of this.

Tang Ji did not waste time conducting meaningless searches. He returned to the previous apartment, gently closed the door, and allowed himself to look at the interior of the apartment from the perspective of a 'murderer'.

Looking from the door, he could directly see the balcony where the telescope was set up. The furniture in the room was very old and not in good condition. The edges of the floor were covered with dark oil stains. It was obvious that the deceased couple had neither I have money to buy a cleaning robot, but I don’t have the energy to fix the blind spots.

Tang Ji looked to his left. A chipped ceramic bowl was placed on the shoe rack. In addition to the room key, the bowl also contained change, coins, and a few lottery tickets from unknown dates.

He carefully observed the way the various objects were stacked in the bowl and determined that the target never used a key to enter or leave the room.

The other party obviously did not regard the door as an obstacle. At the same time, he was arrogant or mysophobic and tried to isolate himself from the environment in this house as much as possible.

Tang Ji turned around and walked into the bathroom. The bathroom that was not very spacious naturally had a small bathtub. If it weren't for the fact that the two corpses were emaciated old men in their 80s, there would be no room for it.

He squatted down and looked at the water level in the bathtub. Together with the body and the ice cubes, they happened to be stuck at the lower edge of the anti-spill opening. At the same time, there were no water stains on the ground. Obviously, the target had calculated the volume every time he poured the ice cubes in again. .

The corpse was in good condition, with only a faint odor after being stored at low temperature, and it was still wearing the pajamas he was wearing when he was killed. Because of the other party's age, Tang Ji could not judge the time of the other party's death from his clothing.

Tang Ji reached out and checked the body in the ice water. No obvious trauma was found. Some kind of drug may have been used to cause death.

Tang Ji walked out of the bathroom and checked the refrigerator in the old man's house. The grill inside had been cleared, and boxes of ice cubes were neatly stacked.

There was no spoiled food in the kitchen, no trash left behind from takeout, and the target had been here for a few days but had obviously never eaten here.

Tang Ji seemed to be able to imagine how the man in the ginger suit would coldly kill the defenseless homeowner, then sit on the chair on the balcony like a stone, observing Moritz's room with a telescope.

Waiting hour after hour, waiting for the target to take the bait.

He checked around the room one last time, turned off the power in the room, stopped all electrical appliances, closed his eyes, and listened quietly.

Based on Tang Ji's current perception, if the target also installed a surveillance device in this house, he would be able to 'hear' it.

There's nothing here, it's quiet.

But Anthony's voice suddenly came into the communicator: "I found the target. He is leaving along the main entrance. Do you want me to subdue him now?"

kindness?

Tang Ji frowned, how could such a cautious target make the most unlikely choice among so many choices?

At the same time, there was a soft knocking sound outside the window, which sounded like a naughty child throwing a stone at the glass.

Tang Ji walked quickly to the window sill, and his instinct made him look at Moritz's room immediately, where a man wearing a ginger suit and a top hat was taking off his hat to salute him.

"I am fifty meters behind the target. The target has no intention of taking transportation. Maybe this is a trap." Anthony's voice came to his ears.

"Stop following, there is more than one target." Tang Ji took a deep breath, the other party seemed to be playing tricks on them.

He put his eyes close to the telescope and saw the other person's face clearly through the telescope. It was a face that looked weathered, but the edges and corners were as daunting as an ax or a chisel.

The man in the telescope suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed diagonally upward to himself. Tang Ji moved the telescope in the direction pointed by the telescope, and saw another 'target' on the twelfth floor.

With the same ginger suit, the same top hat, and the same appearance, Tang Ji was sure that 'they' were the same person, and that kind of aura could not be brought about by plastic surgery.

The man on the twelfth floor was sitting behind the telescope and seemed to be sizing up Tang Ji. After discovering Tang Ji, he made exactly the same action as before, stretched out his hand to say hello to Tang Ji, and then pointed out a direction again.

As Tang Ji expected, he found another 'target' at a higher level.

After seeing Wang Zhengdao's bug-like ability, Tang Ji's spirit has been tempered. Even if the other party suddenly appears behind him now, he will never be surprised.

when.when.when

There was a sudden knock on the door, causing Tang Ji's pupils to shrink instantly, and the muscles all over his body tensed up like a tiger pouncing on food.

When he looked down at the telescope again, the targets had disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

"Head, the target has been lost." New news came from Anthony, but then Tang Ji couldn't care about him anymore.

"Open the door! SDPD!" The knocking on the door became louder, as if the door was about to be broken in the next second.

In fact, this was indeed the case. With the sound of the door breaking, the heavily armed San Diego Special Law Enforcement Team broke in.

But all they were left with was an open window and two bodies in the bathroom.

The law enforcers immediately rushed to the balcony window and looked down. Although this was the fifth floor, in this age of prosthetic limbs, this height was not high enough to cause injury, especially since the news they had just received indicated that the target was extremely dangerous. Criminals.

But there was nothing on the ground, so the law enforcers could only regretfully return to the apartment and start checking.

Tang Ji hung above his head, inserting his iron hands into the surface of the building to hang himself in the middle of the fifth and sixth floors, and then climbed up slowly, trying not to let the debris destroyed by the prosthetic limbs fall.

He didn't notice the target being followed in such a large building just now, and now the law enforcers can't even think of finding him so easily from here.

Tang Ji was now sure that the man in the suit was playing tricks on them. This was an invisible warning, warning them not to mind their own business and stay away from this matter.

Tang Ji spent a few minutes avoiding the eyes of the law enforcers and returned to the vehicle they came from. Due to Alia's cover, no cameras captured Tang Ji along the way.

He even took the time to break into the San Diego law enforcers' internal line to eavesdrop on the reason why they were here. Apparently, the reporter not only accurately provided the apartment number where the criminals were located, but also used some administrative power.

Judging from the content of the chats between those law enforcement officers, the order for the arrest operation was directly sent by the General Administration, so they dispatched a special team of law enforcement officers, even omitting the confirmation process, and planned to carry out the armed raid in one step.

However, the operation obviously failed. They only found two bodies at the scene. No, there are three now. The law enforcers just found Moritz's body in Moritz's room opposite, and he was still in a coma. little girlfriend.

Tang Ji was sure that if the girl hadn't still been in a coma, there would have been four corpses by now.

Because of the unfavorable start, both Tang Ji and Anthony were somewhat silent on the way back. Tang Ji hadn't figured out whether the other person was a superhuman or some type of 'clone'.

It is said that during the Second Corporate War, some large companies secretly cultivated completely loyal clone soldiers. Most of the experimental results were ultimately shelved due to technical difficulties and implementation costs, but some scattered information was still circulated.

It is said that the Military Technology Group has a staff group composed entirely of clones, which is dedicated to providing tactical guidance to the group's armed forces around the world. In order to save costs, Military Technology did not design independent appearances for them at all, but adopted a universal template

Soult was sitting in the back row. He didn't know why the two of them were so quiet, and he didn't want to know. After all, he was still essentially a prisoner. Due to the boy's unique self-esteem, he couldn't take the initiative to stir up the topic, but he was just as quiet. Quietly looking out the car window.

He had been looking at the streets in the car for two hours, but Surte still couldn't see enough. He had only heard about the prosperity of the city before.

In his narrow imagination, the city was just an upgraded version of the dilapidated town in the wilderness, with more and taller houses and more people.

But the reality was far beyond the limit of his imagination. The ground here was completely covered by man-made objects. After looking for so long, he couldn't even find a small piece of natural surface.

The lights here are bright, from sunset to dawn, making it impossible to tell the difference between day and night. There are people and cars everywhere, and there are small aircraft whizzing by in the sky.

The people here are much more beautiful than those in the wilderness. Not only do they have smooth skin, they also dare to show themselves. Surte saw so many gorgeous young ladies that he couldn't control himself.

Just now he saw a scantily clad woman arguing with a man, and then the two of them disappeared into an alley. Just by looking at their expressions, Soult knew what they were going to do.

The scenery outside the car kept flying behind. Sometimes, in order to see it more clearly, Surte would even put himself into bullet time to make it easier for him to observe carefully.

Then he saw a man in a ginger suit, standing at the intersection as if smiling at them. Surte's attention stayed on him for a moment and then ignored him.

After all, there was a girl wearing short shorts not far away, and there were several men with malicious intentions behind her. Surte, who was in bullet time, had enough time to observe these details.

He saw the vicious tattoos on the girl's shoulders that were half exposed, and also saw several strong men with the same tattoos not far away with sneers on their lips and bulging bags under their clothes, obviously carrying weapons.

This will be a classic mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole following behind. Surte likes this feeling, peeping at the world in secret.

The vehicle flew past and soon drove out of the bustling central area of ​​San Diego. They settled in the suburbs. Driving in this direction, the number of pedestrians on the road gradually decreased, but the vehicles were still bustling.

Soult entered the bullet time state again. He was observing the vehicles on the road. As a hound knight of the Skull and Bones Party, he had been interested in these mechanical arts since he was a child.

But he rarely saw those sports cars and family cars specially designed to run on urban roads in the wilderness. This was the first time he saw a small and exquisite car like the Juanbei Wuwu.

This mini version of the vehicle made Surte full of curiosity, but when he saw the driver sitting in the car, wearing a ginger suit, not looking at the road but looking at them, with a weird smile on his face , suddenly felt creepy!

Surte instantly exited bullet time, looked at the two silent people in the front row, and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"What's wrong?" Tang Ji saw something strange about Sirte in the rearview mirror. He and Anthony were paying attention to whether there was a follower following them. The man in the suit made them uneasy.

"It's okay." Surte lowered his head. He didn't know if he saw it wrong, and even if he saw it right, he didn't want to make a fuss about it and make people laugh.

Tang Ji suddenly remembered that he had promised to buy chewing gum for the child. When he saw a convenience store open on the roadside, he pulled over and said, "I'm going to buy candy and a pack of cigarettes."

Anthony nodded to him and motioned for him to go back quickly. He put one hand on the pistol and moved the rearview mirror with the other hand, using the mirror to observe the passing vehicles.

Soult raised his head and glanced at Tang Ji who was getting out of the car. He turned his head to look out the window with an awkward look on his face, but he couldn't help but put a smile on his lips, as if he had forgotten the strange thing that happened before. .

But the next second, Sirte saw a long-distance bus passing by, and a familiar smiling face flashed through the window!

Sirte was like a mouse seeing a cat, his hair was all blown up!

He entered bullet time in an instant, pulled open the car door with brute force, landed with his feet on the ground, and ran out like a cheetah!

Even if Tang Ji and the others misunderstood that he was running away, even if they stopped buying him chewing gum, he would still rush to the bus today to see what happened!

Otherwise, Surte will have that face in his nightmares tonight!

PS: I’ll correct the typo soon~