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Chapter 124 Surveillance and Being Surveilled
Moritz looked at Tanguy and Anthony, who was rummaging through boxes and boxes, in some confusion. He remembered that he locked the door, but the door certainly didn't bother the two of them, and he didn't even hear the sound of the door opening.

You must know that the law and order in the dilapidated apartment he lives in is not very good. When Moritz bought the door, it was because Chris was willing to sponsor part of it!

Anthony found a few dynamic group photos of Moritz and Chris in the drawer, gestured to Tangy, and went straight into the bedroom.

They didn't bring Soult in, but left him in the car. Although Soulte may not have less blood on his hands than them, he is still a child after all.

Tang Ji was not worried about Soult's escape, they agreed to buy chewing gum for him when they went back.

"Hi! It's illegal to break into a private house!" Moritz yelled symbolically, but obviously no one really cared about it.

"What are you looking for?" Moritz looked at Tang Ji. The guy equipped with military prosthetics was sitting opposite him, flipping through the messages in his mobile phone one by one, and even made a call with his mobile phone.

"We found him. This is his mobile phone number. I need you to check his recent activities." Moritz looked at Tang Ji and guessed the other party's background.

Tang Ji hung up the phone. Moritz's information was very simple. It was this Moritz who made it difficult for Aliya. He entered the credit blacklist at a young age and had been using other people's information for the past few years Rent a house, handle phone cards, bank cards.

Moritz and his little girlfriend were handcuffed together. The dissatisfied girl was already trembling with fright, her lips were pale.

Tang Ji frowned, and slapped Moritz, making his eyes stare: "Do you really like finding underage girlfriends?"

The sudden violence made the girl even more nervous, and she was about to scream when she opened her mouth, but she calmed down wisely under the gunpoint of the prelude.

Moritz felt that he had encountered a mental illness. While beating himself for finding a little girl as his girlfriend, he threatened the other party with a gun at the same time.

"What do you want to know, as long as I know, I will never hide it!" Moritz's eyes moved back and forth with the muzzle of the prelude: "I am very cooperative, there is no need to draw a gun at all!"

"Tell me how Chris disappeared." When Tang Ji asked, he looked at Moritz's living room. For a gangster with no achievements, the layout here was not bad.

"Again?" Moritz said with a bit of a breakdown: "Who sent you? I've already explained everything I know!"

Based on those ulterior transactions, after Chris disappeared, Moritz did not call the police. It was not until 72 hours after Kris disappeared that Kris's teacher called the police, and the San Diego Law Enforcement Bureau began to investigate the matter.

As of the time of Tang Ji's questioning, Chris's missing time has accumulated to seven days, nine hours, two and 10 minutes.

According to Tang Ji's past experience, if a person has been missing for such a long time, it is difficult to find him back, but the other party is a superhuman, a valuable superhuman after all.

At least Wu Qianying is still optimistic about the disappearance of Ice Princess. Obviously, in the eyes of scientists, Ice Princess is a rare material, and there is no need to worry about her life in a short time.

"Even if the kidnapper has someone as smart as me, it will take at least two months to get to the point where destructive research is needed." Wu Qianying confessed to Tang Ji confidently: "And if the kidnapper is just a simple I want to dig organs from her body, as we speak, Ice Princess has been scattered and shipped to various parts of the world, so make all preparations before setting off.”

That's why Tang Ji delayed his departure for a day, and it was overland. They brought too many things.

"Who else has looked for you?" Tang Ji saw Anthony coming out of the bedroom and pointed to the girl. Anthony gave her a needle from behind, and the girl immediately lost consciousness.

"What did you do? What did you do to her?" Moritz shrank back, as if he was about to stuff himself into the gap of the sofa, and covered his eyes with his free hand: "Don't kill me! did not see it!"

Anthony looked at Moritz with some doubts, he had never seen such a scumbag.

"She's not dead, now answer my question." Tang Ji became a little impatient. He knew that Moritz probably wouldn't be able to ask anything of value, and he just wanted to try his luck.

But it was a complete windfall that someone else had approached him to ask Chris a question.

"Yes! Before you came, I was approached by a private detective who seemed to be paid by Chris's mother. I don't know his name. He broke into my house just like you and called I stopped, I asked a few questions and left!" Moritz quickly finished what he knew, while trying to stay as far away from his girlfriend as possible.

"When did he come to you? How did he come? Did he drive? What color clothes did he wear? What questions did he ask?" Tang Ji looked at Moritz carefully and found that he had indeed been beaten recently, but the injury was serious Not on the face, when he moves back and forth, he subconsciously raises his arms, obviously because of a rib injury.

"Last night! About seven or eight o'clock, I don't remember exactly, I drank a lot of wine at that time, the man was wearing a ginger suit, the style was very old, he looked about the same age as him!" Moritz pointed out Pointing to Anthony: "I guess he came by car. I heard the sound of the car starting when he left, but I was beaten so hard that I couldn't get up."

"What questions did he ask, and how did you answer them?" Tang Ji continued to ask.

"He was very interested in the relationship between me and Chris, and asked me some questions about Chris' abilities. Believe me, instead of asking me, you should go to her video homepage. It's annoying!" Moritz complained.

Tang Ji could understand this time. He also watched the video of this idiot being frozen on a pillar several times.

"I found something, Don." Alia's voice appeared in Tang Ji's earphones: "He should have at least one phone card. Fourteen days ago, he manipulated two phone cards at the same time in a mobile game. account."

Very good, Tang Ji moved his wrist and helped Moritz uncuff him: "What else do you want to tell me about Chris's disappearance?"

Anthony knowingly threw the girl over his shoulders into the bedroom and locked the door. The conversation between civilized people has ended, and the following conversation will not be so harmonious.

In terms of torture, Tang Ji's method is very rough, and he is more inclined to the style of torture in the field. In fact, it is not suitable for this situation, because the sound is too loud, the blood is too much, and it is difficult to clean up the traces afterwards.

But fortunately, Anthony is also an expert. His medical skills are superb, and his medication is precise, allowing the target to see his abdomen being opened when he is conscious, and the scalpel cuts through the skin and muscles layer by layer.

The doctor calmly stopped the bleeding, avoided the main blood vessels, and stopped the tributaries of the blood vessels with a hemostat. The whole process was so smooth that Moritz didn't even have time to despair.

Until he put the scalpel on his kidney, and asked in an indifferent tone: "Do you still want this thing?"

Moritz let out a womanly scream and passed out.

Anthony woke Moritz up with a few milligrams of adrenaline, sewed up the previous abdominal cavity in front of him, showed him his booty, and Anthony helped him cut out the appendix.

"It's a bit inflamed, it's easy, thank you." Anthony threw the appendix into the trash can.

Breaking into someone's house in the middle of the night and forcibly cutting someone's appendix, you guys came out of a mental hospital, right?

"What do you want to know? You are asking!" Moritz looked at the wound on his abdomen, wanting to cry, because the anesthesia effect had not yet passed, and he could not feel his lower body at all.

But judging by the quickness of the doctor just now, if the other party is willing, I probably won't be able to use my lower body for the rest of my life.

"Now tell me about the other phone card you hid, who do you use to contact?" Tang Ji saw Moritz's face turning pale, and knew he had got to the point.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Before Moritz finished speaking, Tanguy used a scalpel to cut open the wound Anthony had just stitched up.

"Wait, I get it, I said!" Moritz was completely convinced: "Before Chris disappeared, I sold her itinerary to someone else, and I didn't know who it was! I only have a phone number !"

Moritz honestly confessed his phone number, and then as the anesthetic wore off, the pain began to spread to his brain. He covered the wound on his stomach in cold sweat, and looked at the two in horror, as if waiting for the other to judge his own fate.

But Tang Ji is not interested in killing him. He intends to keep him and let Ethan monitor him in the air. If anyone is still interested in Chris, or if someone wants to prevent someone from finding Chris, this Moritz will be The obvious target.

Maybe there are people around here who are secretly watching here now, holding the same purpose as himself, thinking of this, Tang Ji assigned the task of anti-tracking to Alia and Ethan.

If Wu Qianying knew that Tang Ji had ordered Alia to work so frequently, she would probably have warned him not to make too much progress. The time of a genius is precious.

But Aliya herself is obviously very happy that she can help Tang Ji. She is on call almost around the clock, waiting for Tang Ji's call, and even if it is really unreliable to go to bed, she will notify Tang Ji in advance.

As for Ethan, he was a part-time worker, and Tang Ji planned to deduct his bonus if he didn't work hard.

"When you wake up, don't do strenuous activities. You can only eat liquid food within 72 hours, or you can choose to go to the hospital for quick wound healing, but you don't have medical insurance, so you can't afford it." Anthony took it out again from his pocket. An injection was stuck in Moritz's neck: "Go to bed now."

Tang Ji was still sitting there, staring at the TV wall directly in front of him. After a few seconds, he suddenly stood up and punched a hole in the wall, and then he took out a hidden passive camera in the wall.

Before entering here, Ethan had already scanned the house with a drone, and found no signal that needed extra attention, but Tang Ji still had a feeling of being spied on.

This feeling became more obvious after Moritz finally became quiet. When he began to sharpen his hearing, Tang Ji heard the faint sound of the camera zooming.

Tang Ji looked at the long-fingered camera in his hand, which was only the thickness of a needle point. This thing was probably shot directly into the wall with a special firearm from a long distance.

He sent the photo of the camera to Ethan, and Ethan immediately told him that the cameras here are made by the Crossroads Group, each cost as much as [-] federal coins, have their own energy, and can run continuously for half a month.

It will be activated whenever a face is detected, and it comes with a 64K storage chip, which stores the captured faces in the form of binary code, and automatically sends the information out every once in a while.

The only pity is that it is limited by its size, its signal transmission ability is weak, and the farthest signal can only be transmitted to a distance of 100 meters.

"So the guy who installed this thing must be around you, nod carefully, my drone didn't find anything." Ethan became serious and began to mobilize more drones to this area.

"I didn't find any clues on the Internet. All the residents in this building are old residents, and no strangers have moved in recently." Alia said to Tang Ji: "I took over the surveillance network of the building, but 80.00% of the cameras here It's all bad."

Tang Ji carefully looked at the camera in his hand, put it back at the same height as the wall, put it at the angle when it was taken out before, narrowed his eyes, walked to a window along the trajectory he analyzed, and signaled Anthony to turn off the light.

He slowly pulled up a corner of the curtain, and the lights outside the window were brilliant. The apartment was H-shaped as a whole. Moritz lived on the third floor, and the windows were opposite to the residents on the other side of the building.

Tanguy reached out and brushed the glass, and a small, barely perceptible bulge just under his finger was where the special bullet had entered, shooting through the glass before it nailed into the wall.

Through the gap in the curtain, according to the angle of the camera, Tang Ji locked the target on the fourth, fifth and sixth floors. It only took a few seconds for him to find the target.

A man in a ginger-yellow old-fashioned suit was sitting on the balcony, observing the place with a telescope. After spotting Tang Ji, he waved his hand to greet him.

"Anthony, I want you to go out of the window on the other side quietly now, go around to the other side of the building, and don't let our new friend leave alone." Tang Ji saw that Anthony had left, but fortunately he opened the curtain generously, and The other party looked at each other.

But the other party obviously didn't intend to meet Tang Ji and his party. He waved at Tang Ji, turned around and disappeared into the room.

Tang Ji smashed the glass, fell directly to the ground from the third floor, rushed towards the room where the other party was in a straight line, and quickly climbed up along the outer wall.

But the other party had gone to the building and nothing was left in the room, only two corpses were thrown in the bathtub in the bathroom, and the bathtub was filled with ice cubes to prevent the corpses from decomposing.

That was the original owner of the room, who was over 70 years old and was already a little swollen from the ice water.

Tang Ji frowned, the other party's style is not like a private detective.

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