Night’s Nomenclature

The cause of this crisis was that the boss of "White Day" twice used "A Little Duck" and "Liu Dezhu" to act together in the He Xiaoxiao group chat, which caused huge hatred to the devil stamp holder Huan Yu.

Eventually, Huan Yu's ID was exposed, and everyone became more defensive against Huan Yu.

Although the outside world does not know the name "Bai Ri" yet, it is already certain that it is an organization.

Qingchen has thought many times, what would he do if he were Huan Yu?

Of course, it is to kidnap Bai Zhou members and then interrogate information about Bai Zhou's "boss".

For Huan Yu, directly damaging Bai Zhou was not in line with his game rules and code of conduct. Finding Bai Zhou's boss and making Bai Zhou's boss his slave was the most urgent thing.

Qingchen calmly climbed out of the school from the wall.

Unsurprisingly, just two minutes after he walked out of the school, he had already spotted the trace of the middle-aged man in his field of vision. .

Counting this time, the other party has appeared inexplicably four times.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, Qingchen was walking in front in his school uniform, while the middle-aged man followed quietly behind, always maintaining a distance of hundreds of meters.

The middle-aged man wore a Bluetooth headset on his right ear. He followed Qingchen and reported his whereabouts.

When Qingchen walked into his home at No. 4 Zhengshu Road, the middle-aged man whispered outside: "The target has returned home. His home is on the first floor. There are anti-theft windows on the front and rear windows. You can only come out through the gate. In the community It’s pretty quiet, and if someone removed the security window, I would definitely hear it.”

"Stand by nearby," a voice came from the Bluetooth headset.

"Understood," the middle-aged man said

At this moment, Qingchen slowly changed into clothes in the house that he had bought but never worn.

In the distant west, when the last ray of the sun extinguished in the sky, he gently opened the door to his home. From the moment he stepped out of the door with his right foot, his face had changed.

As Qingchen walked out, he passed by the middle-aged man, but the other man was unaware and unprepared.

The middle-aged man's attention was all focused on the exit of the narrow corridor.

At the moment when the figures of the two sides crossed each other, and the sky turned from dusk to gray, Qingchen suddenly reached out and accurately took off the Bluetooth headset from the other's ear with his right hand, covering the sound receiving port of the headset with his thumb.

The left hand was like a thunderbolt, striking the middle-aged man's neck artery.

The middle-aged man's body slowly fell limp, and Qingchen gently grabbed him when the other man's body just tilted, and helped him back home.

Qingchen slowly closed the door to his house while watching his surroundings.

No one noticed what happened here. Even if there were passers-by, they didn't notice anything unusual because Qingchen moved so fast.

Qingchen stood quietly in the darkness and glanced at the Bluetooth headset that was in the call-off state.

He needs to know this middle-aged man's name now.

At this time, Yi's voice came from the mobile phone: "You didn't kill him, did you want to use a puppet on him?"

"Yeah," Qingchen responded.

"But it may not be easy for you to interrogate his name so quickly," Yi said.

"Maybe there's no need for an interrogation," Qingchen said, then searched the middle-aged man and found an ID card from him...

Just like the identity ID in the outer world, it is difficult to move around without an ID card in the outer world. You can't take long-distance buses or stay in hotels. Qingchen suspects that this middle-aged man is not from Los Angeles at all, and he is not a professional killer.

The opponent had no firearms, only knives. Qingchen felt that this was just an ordinary time walker controlled by Huan Yu.

Therefore, there is a certain probability that the other party’s ID card is carried directly with him.

Of course, if the ID card cannot be found, interrogation methods can only be used.

The prerequisite for puppeteering is to know people's names. Qingchen looked through the middle-aged man's other pockets and muttered: "First, are there any taboo objects that can directly know other people's names?"

"No, you are overthinking," Yi replied.

Qingchen looked at the other party's ID card: Chen Siheng, 37 years old, registered address, Rongcheng Community, Wenyi South Road, Xiancheng.

Sure enough, he came from out of town.

Qingchen silently guessed that Huan Yu was most likely not a resident of Luo City. The opponent's power system in Luo City was not strong, so he needed to transfer people from other places.

I don’t know how many people there are on the other side.

He shook his wrist slightly, and saw the transparent silk thread of the string puppet thrown out, tightly wrapped around Chen Siheng's left wrist.

In the darkness, the middle-aged man slowly stood up, but his eyes were unfocused.

Qingchen put the headphones back on the other person, then controlled the middle-aged man to walk out of the house and stand where the other party originally monitored him.

After 30 minutes, a voice sounded in the earphones: "Chen Siheng, report the situation."

The middle-aged man said: "Nothing unusual, the other party is still at home."

"Stay on standby."

Qingchen used the puppet to distinguish the voice on the phone.

Yes, it was the sound he had heard on Laojun Mountain.

The young man's voice was soft and weak, and he seemed to be a little weak.

Huan Yu appeared.

This time, the other party is still hiding in the dark and controlling everything remotely.

However, Qingchen was not in a hurry to find the other party. He now needed to wait patiently.

…

…

Luocheng Foreign Language School ends at 9:40 pm.

Liu Dezhu said goodbye to his classmates alone, and then rode his old bicycle into the night.

He rode slowly and leisurely, his eyes always wandering around, as if he was looking for something and wary of something.

Not far behind him, there was a taxi following him from a distance.

Xiaoying sat in the car and looked from a distance. He said to the communication channel: "It's strange. Liu Dezhu seems to have noticed something. He keeps looking around. What is he looking for?"

"Could it be related to the dangerous incident in He Xiaoxiao?" Someone responded in the communication channel.

In the earphones, Lu Yuan's voice sounded: "It's most likely related."

"But," Xiaoying asked doubtfully, "Didn't He Xiaoxiao give the warning tomorrow? The other party's plan is probably tomorrow, and I'm not sure who it is for."

"Plans will change, especially plans that have been known to others," Lu Yuan said: "Perhaps Liu Dezhu already knows something in advance, or his boss already knows something. Xiaoying, keep an eye on Liu Dezhu, today There may be gains later.”

"Copy that," Kitty responded.

However, at this moment, Xiaoying suddenly saw Liu Dezhu stop his bicycle and glance at his mobile phone.

Immediately afterwards, the other party turned around and rode towards the taxi where he was.

Xiaoying stepped on the brakes and saw Liu Dezhu stopping beside his car and looking through the window: "You are from Kunlun, right? We have met several times?"

"Ah? What? What Kunlun," Xiaoying still pretended to be nonchalant after being exposed.

"Stop the ink stains, follow me, call for support!" Liu Dezhu rode out on his bicycle, and the speeding tram broke into the night of Los Angeles.

"Road team, road team," Xiaoying said while shifting into gear: "There is a situation on Liu Dezhu's side. It seems that the opponent's target is not him, but someone else! Call for reinforcements!"

Yes, the holder of the Devil Stamp had no intention of targeting Liu Dezhu from the beginning.

Although Huan Yu didn't know that Liu Dezhu had been promoted to C level, the problem was that Liu Dezhu was not the only known member of Liu Dezhu's organization. Why should he touch Liu Dezhu, who was protected by Kunlun around the clock?

He has better goals.

At this moment, by the roadside of the office, Nan Gengchen was carrying his schoolbag and planning to cross the road to go home.

Tonight, he was alone after school, so he seemed particularly lonely.

Fortunately, my residence is close to the school, and I can reach the community just across Administrative Road.

Nan Gengchen glanced at his phone. Qingchen didn't send any messages all night, and the other party didn't reply to the messages he sent.

Something dangerous must be happening, otherwise why would it be so abnormal?

The next moment, a black business car drove over at speed as if there was no one around and stopped beside Nan Gengchen.

For a moment, people on the road to the office could hear the sound of tires gripping the ground, which was harsh and oppressive.

With a crash, the rear door opened, and there were two gangsters wearing black hoods looking at him coldly.

Nan Gengchen looked at the two people blankly, turned around and ran towards the school behind him.

However, he had only been training for a few days, how could he outrun these well-trained gangsters?

"Fuck," Nan Gengchen yelled, and he shouted to his classmates who were finishing school not far away: "Call the police for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his arms were firmly grasped by the gangster.

Nan Gengchen felt dark in his heart. He finished thinking, Brother Chen, where are you? Why are you not around at such a critical moment?

No, no!

Nan Gengchen suddenly had some confidence. How could Qingchen not be there at this critical moment?

These gangsters will die.

This is an inexplicable intuition.

In an instant, Nan Gengchen saw a cloud of blood mist burst out from behind him on the left side. The blood mist stained his face, turning it red.

He stood blankly, and at the same time, a huge roar came from the distance.

The gunfire was slower than the bullet, indicating that the sniper's trigger position was several hundred meters away.

This feeling of bullets arriving and gunshots coming later gives people an inexplicable sense of difference.

The gangster in the driver's seat of the black business car roared: "Sniper! Damn it, get him in the car quickly, it's a sniper..."

The gangster's voice stopped suddenly, accompanied by the sound of the car window glass breaking.

Nan Gengchen turned around and saw that the driver had died suddenly in the car and was also hit by a sniper rifle.

After just two shots, only one of the three gangsters who came to kidnap Nan Gengchen was left.

The crowd on the road to the administrative office had begun to scream and flee in all directions.

The last gangster reached for the weapon at his waist and pulled Nan Gengchen's arm tightly, blocking Nan Gengchen in front of him to block the sniper's trajectory.

He couldn't understand how there could be snipers waiting for them in a place like Los Angeles.

Moreover, what is the difference between the distant sound of sniper gunfire and the sound of artillery fire? !

But before he could continue thinking, the gangster was shocked to see something pass through Nan Gengchen's legs and hit his calf.

His thick calf broke in response, and his whole body tilted to the left due to the sudden loss of balance.

The next sniper bullet arrived as promised and penetrated his chest, which was no longer covered by Nan Gengchen!

The sniper bullets, with their huge deflection force and inertia, blasted the criminals away.

These two shots were very risky. From a distance of several hundred meters, any deviation would directly hit Nan Gengchen. However, this sniper seemed to have absolute confidence and did not believe that the bullet would deflect even one centimeter!

Nan Gengchen was a little confused at the moment, but he remembered what Qingchen had told him and searched for a bunker without stopping, waiting for rescue.

In the night, he found that many people in the crowd on Administrative Road were moving and running in the direction where the sound of sniper shots came from.

…

There is another chapter tonight, later.

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