Nomenclature of Night

When Hu Xiaoniu, Liu Dezhu and others gathered, Qing Chen had already reached Laojun Mountain one step ahead of them.

There are so many people here, Li Tongyun jumped out of the car first and stretched out on the parking lot.

The small schoolbag hung loosely on her back, as if it would fall at any time, but it never fell.

Jiang Xue followed her with a smile and prepared to get off, but the next moment, Qing Chen stretched out a hand and forcibly pulled her back into the bus.

"What's the matter with Qing Chen?" Jiang Xue was pulled by Qing Chen almost unable to stand. She turned to look at the young man's profile, only to find that the other party was looking out the window intently.

Jiang Xue hesitated: "Is there any danger?"

Qing Chen stared outside in silence. At this moment, he was seeing five people getting on and off from a black Buick commercial vehicle not far away with black handbags.

Each of them wears sunglasses and non-uniform casual clothes, but they wear exactly the same black leather boots under their feet.

He had seen this kind of black leather boots on the feet of four criminals in No. 4 Xingshu Road.

It's like buying in bulk.

In the car, an aunt behind them became impatient: "Aren't you getting out of the car? Don't get out of the car and leave."

Qing Chen turned a deaf ear to this.

He didn't turn around and said sorry to the passengers behind him until he confirmed that the five people had entered the scenic spot.

If a person remembers everything in life, he will never believe in coincidences.

Too many things happen in the name of coincidence, but too many ulterior motives are hidden.

The same boots, the same five people.

Qing Chen suddenly seemed to understand something, but he wasn't sure.

The other party is not here to travel, no one can travel with a wanted and leisurely travel.

Here at Laojun Mountain, there is only one way up and down. If they are found by Kunlun, it will be difficult to escape.

Really smart criminals will not put themselves in this dangerous place, but they still come.

It must come for the time traveler.

In the past two days, there has been news on the other side of the ocean that a certain time traveler brought back a targeted anti-cancer drug, which was confirmed to be effective.

Targeted drugs generally cost tens of thousands of dollars a bottle, and one bottle may take one month.

And this bottle of targeted medicine brought back by Timewalker was auctioned for a sky-high price: US$10 million.

The buyer is not a rich person who is fighting cancer, but a pharmaceutical company that buys medicines for research and development purposes.

In fact, this targeted drug is not unique, and other time travellers can bring back exactly the same.

Otherwise, it is possible that this bottle of medicine will sell for one billion yuan.

On the same day the pharmaceutical company's high-profile auction of targeted drugs, its stock price rose 32%.

Between the watch world and the inner world, there is huge commercial value. Rich people buy life, technology companies buy technology, and companies buy gimmicks. Each has its own needs.

And this visible monetary value directly creates a huge gray chain of interests.

There will always be people willing to take risks for this.

At this time, the sky in Laojun Mountain had gradually darkened, and the sea-like crowd was pouring in, and it was only an instant effort to cover up the whereabouts of all the gangsters.

When Qing Chen got out of the car, Jiang Xue quickly raised Li Tongyun's little hand and asked, "What's wrong with Qing Chen, what did you see?"

Jiang Xue also wore a pair of black silk gloves in order to cover her mechanical limbs.

"I found five people. It is very likely that they are five suspects who are still at large," Qing Chen said while observing the surroundings. "But first of all, you can rest assured that they are not coming for you, otherwise we are already stuck in the car. ."

Jiang Xue asked, "What should we do, shall we go back?"

"We are on the last bus, and there is no car to go back now," Qingchen explained: "When the media reported on you before, they only revealed your address inadvertently, but your own photo was not revealed, so we are currently very safe."

Qingchen and the others are not rich people, so they take a public shuttle bus, while Hu Xiaoniu and others rent a car directly, and are not restricted by time or schedule.

Li Tongyun said to the side: "Mom, don't worry, let's just listen to Qingchen's brother."

Qing Chen thought for a while and said, "Go to your residence first. Don't climb the mountain tomorrow. After dawn, you will take the first bus back to Los Angeles."

When he arrived at the bed and breakfast reserved by Jiang Xue, Qing Chen did not go to his room alone, but stayed in Jiang Xue and Li Tongyun's house.

He first went to the toilet and sent a message to Liu Dezhu: Stay at home for seven days on National Day, don't go anywhere.

Qing Chen didn't say don't come to Laojun Mountain, because it's easy to expose himself. But as long as Liu Dezhu does not come, he believes that Hu Xiaoniu will also cancel the trip.

But Liu Dezhu did not return him.

Qing Chen returned to the room and drew the curtains, then stood quietly behind the curtains, silently looking at the outside world.

This stop is only a few hours, and I don't know how to get tired.

Jiang Xue watched him stand for a long time, and then asked: "Xiaochen, come and rest for a while, I'll go and stare at the window."

Qing Chen shook his head: "You don't know what they look like, Aunt Jiang Xue, you can make instant noodles for me and Xiaoyun, and then help me take out the beef jerky from the bag. I'm a little hungry."

It was not that he wanted to eat, but Qing Chen discovered that if he did not eat, Jiang Xue and Li Tongyun would be nervous and dare not eat anything.

In the guest house next door, there was a faint laughter, and there was a mixture of drums and music.

Compared to the happiness next door, they looked a little deserted here.

Li Tongyun silently moved a chair and stood behind Qing Chen, gently pinching his shoulders and neck with his small hands to help him relieve fatigue: "Brother Qingchen, aren't you tired? Why don't you take a break? You too Having said that they are not here for us, don't be so nervous."

Qing Chen still shook his head, meaning not to rest: "It's okay, I can still carry it."

Jiang Xue looked at the teenager's back and suddenly felt a sense of security. She said, "Or..."

"Hush!" Qing Chen interrupted Jiang Xue's unfinished words.

At this moment, he saw the familiar figure outside the window.

I saw the two gangsters vigilant around, slowly passing by the door of Qingchen and their homestay.

The gangster held the walkie-talkie on his chest, and one of them didn't know what he was saying to the walkie-talkie, with a solemn expression.

When walking, the opponent's right hand is always on the waist.

When the two people disappeared in front of the hotel, Qing Chen looked down at the phone time, 11:55.

Countdown 00:05:00.

The last five minutes.

Qing Chen frowned, the gangsters had entered a state of alert.

It is a posture ready to fight at any time.

"The target of the gangster may be the hotel next door to us," Qing Chen said.

Jiang Xue was stunned for a moment: "Yunshang Inn? There are many people there, and they are in danger."

"Um."

Qing Chen put down the curtains and walked into the toilet and glanced at the communication equipment. After a few hours, Liu Dezhu still didn't reply to himself.

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