Nightmare wake up

Chapter 164 Deputy Director Zhuo! You are lying to me
Mo Ce let out a sigh, put his head in his hands obediently, and walked forward.

Zhuo Yeran followed behind, raising the gun to the back of Unpredictable's head, while holding the fuse in his hand, before leaving the basement, he did not forget to keep a close eye on the four people in the corner.

The stairs in the dark room were steep and the light was dim. Mi Ke, who was walking in front, stretched out his feet every time he took a step to prevent falling. The two moved forward at an extremely slow speed, and at the same time they were extremely cautious.

Mo Ke suddenly stopped, and said softly, "That...Deputy Director Zhuo."

"What nonsense!" Zhuo Yeran, who was following behind, poked unpredictable back with a gun, and snapped:
"Come on!"

"I know...I know..." Mo Ke didn't turn around, stretched his handcuffed hands, indicating that he had no abnormal behavior, and said:

"It's too dark here, and it's easy to fall if I walk too fast... If I don't step firmly and my body staggers, will you mistakenly think that I want to resist, and then shoot me right away..."

"Even if you don't fire it by mistake, the pistol may go off... So, can you stop pointing the gun at me, I'm guilty... Don't worry, I have no wrong ideas."

"Hehe... Still worrying about this? Are you a chatterbox?" Zhuo Yeran once again pointed the gun at Unpredictable's back:
"Don't play tricks, I know all about your tricks."

"I don't have any tricks..." Mo Ke made a noise in his mouth, and continued to walk.

"Your gun is not loaded at all!" Zhuo Yeran sneered, as if he had seen through everything, and said in a deep voice:

"You backfired the pistol before you put it on the table. I didn't even see it... In the basement, I had to hold the fuse with one hand, so I couldn't push the gun to load with both hands..."

"Do you think you can fool me like this? Let me gradually shift my reliance from the explosives to the pistol, so that I can create opportunities in the future and stop me when I let go of the explosives and rely on the pistol?"

"Eh... You found out." Anyway, with his back to Zhuo Yeran, Mi Ke smiled indifferently.

"When I played with guns, you were not born yet!" Zhuo Yeran slowly followed Unpredictable footsteps:

"Let me tell you, my marksmanship is no worse than Li Jian's! As soon as I got the gun, I realized it wasn't loaded, but it doesn't matter, as long as I hold the explosives in my hand, there is nothing you can do."

"You stopped talking on purpose just now to divert my attention, let me ignore the problem on the pistol, and thought that I could shoot by pulling the trigger... Also, this is also testing whether I have discovered this... Unpredictable, shut up Think about your little thoughts! I admit that you are very smart, but Zhuo is not stupid."

Mo Ce sighed, and replied: "Deputy Director Zhuo, you really are not simple."

The lights on the second floor were already in front of my eyes, I bowed my head, walked through the entrance, and walked from the stairs into the study, when I suddenly heard a crisp "click" sound from behind.

Taking advantage of this gap, Zhuo Yeran loaded the pistol unexpectedly, and by the time Unpredictable reacted, the pistol was already on the back of his head again...

This old fox... Mi Ke secretly cursed, and raised his hand again to surrender.

"Go, go downstairs, my car is parked at the door." Zhuo Yeran's vigilant eyes flashed with color.

When passing through the stairs, the little maid was still unconscious, but she was hugged by the "warm man" Luo Qing to the sofa, sleeping very soundly, with a blush on her face, I don't know if she met the girl next door in her dream Brother Xiao Wang.

She would never know that on a certain night back then, she was so close to the god of death...

Being controlled out of the room, Zhuo Yeran's Pegasus car was parked at the door, Mo Kei opened the co-pilot's door with a pistol pointed at it, and then stepped into the driver's seat... Zhuo Yeran then sat in the passenger seat. drive:
"Drive, let's leave Hot Springs."

The car key has already been inserted...

It's really watertight, Mo Ke stepped on the switch to start the vehicle.

As soon as the lights of the car came on, it gradually accelerated in the night and disappeared in Zhonghuaishu Avenue.

……

Four people in a dark room.

Luo Qing's smoky body quickly passed through the passage, turned around on the second floor, and replied:
"They left... what do we do."

"Let the spirit puppet monitor the car, we have the conditions to follow." Rebecca said in a deep voice: "But this has a lot of risks, and there is no guarantee that it will not be discovered by the other party."

Vera nodded: "We keep up, we can only hang at a distance, on the premise of not being discovered by the other party..." After finishing speaking, she sighed again:
"Although we keep up, we can't provide any real help to Mo Ke."

Several people left the dark room and got into the black car of the Supervision Bureau.

Luo Qing frowned, looked at Vera, then at Li Jian and Rebecca, and asked doubtfully, "Why would Mo Ke do this? I can't figure it out..."

Hearing Luo Qing's question, Vera's eyes showed a hint of sadness, and Rebecca was also silent. Seeing that no one spoke, Li Jian opened her mouth and said to Luo Qing:

"Unpredictable... He definitely doesn't really want to let Zhuo Yeran go, he should have his own plan."

"No matter what, as long as you leave the urban area, the bomb will not endanger civilians..." Li Jian's eyes narrowed: "In this way, Mo Ke will have a chance to take down Zhuo Yeran!"

"That's it..." Luo Qing was stunned, and then frowned again: "However, can Mo Ke be sure? He is handcuffed, and he doesn't have a pistol, and his contract ability has no attack power..."

The three people in the car fell silent tacitly, and no one answered Luo Qing's question.

……

Xinglong Villa, the casino on the third floor, Ai Liang's favorite tea room.

It's just that the power was cut off at this time, all the guests were cleared, and the entire casino was extremely empty.

Several candles are lit in the tea room, and the faint fire light occasionally makes a crackling sound, and the flame dances... After the tung oil candle burns, it is filled with an inexplicable fragrance.

Ai Liang sat on the wicker chair with a gloomy face, without saying a word, surrounded by two black trench coats standing beside him, not daring to make a sound...

Not long after, Das came in with a dagger in his waist, and quickly walked up to Ai Liang:
"Boss, the situation of the fire has been found out... Someone deliberately set fire on the roof and ignited the wood on the roof."

Seeing that Ai Liang was silent, Das swallowed and continued:
"Fortunately, it was extinguished in time, and the damage was not large. The building was not damaged, but the outer wall of the sixth floor needed to be repaired. It is estimated that the VIP floor will be temporarily shut down for a while... Also, many cables were blown by the torch, and it would take two weeks to restore the power supply. Three days."

"Singers and dancers...have been temporarily arranged to go to the side building."

Ai Liang raised his eyebrows, and did not understand Das' topic deeply, but asked in a deep voice:

"Who did it?"

Das trembled, and quickly organized his words:

"Since it was intentional arson, it must be our enemy. Judging from this situation, it may not be the contractor who did it... My sense is that ordinary people can set this fire... No, we can't pinpoint the murderer."

"Who did it?!" Ai Liang asked sharply again.

It seems that under the influence of a strong aura, the candle flames seem to become brighter.

"Since we are our enemies, we...we haven't offended anyone. If there is anything...if there is anything..." Das tensed up, thinking quickly, his brain suddenly lit up:
"If we've offended anyone, it's that we killed Tiwidi...Could it be someone from the Southern Tribe?"

"Yes, it should be the people of the southern tribe. They found Tiwedi dead. This is revenge!"

Ai Liang looked at Das like an idiot, with both anger and joking on his face: "I ask you, how did the people in the southern tribe know, how did they know that I did it?"

"This..." Das was speechless... The sweat from his temples flowed down instantly, but luckily no one noticed because the light was not bright.

"Are you trying to say it's the Public Security Bureau again?" Ai Liang asked suddenly.

Er... Daston froze for a moment after guessing his thoughts.

Just when he was thinking about how to deal with the predicament in front of him, a strong fluctuation of the source of symbols came, Das was startled suddenly, and turned his head to look at Ai Liang.

On the side of Ai Liang is a wooden table in a tea room, but at this moment, the talisman on the wooden table is rolling, and the originally flat tabletop starts to become uneven with the rhythm of the talisman.

Soon, a bulge formed on the table, as if something had grown out, as if absorbing nutrients from the wooden table, it was getting bigger and bigger...

The protrusion began to distort, like a tree growing rapidly, and soon formed a wooden object as big as a palm. Gradually bumpy and bumpy until finally turning into a wooden figure with only the upper body.

This is a wooden figurine produced from a wooden table. It is lifelike. With just one glance, Das can tell that the wooden figurine is a woman, with long hair, thin body, and a bumpy figure. It is just the whole face. There is only one mouth on the top, which looks quite terrifying.

The two black trench coats were also contractors, and they noticed the abnormality at the same time, but they still stood without saying a word.

The wooden doll glanced around with its eyeless face, ignored the trembling Das, turned its head to Ai Liang, and said in a less respectful tone:
"Zhuo Yeran is missing."

The sound is full of woody noises...

Ai Liang's eyebrows have condensed into a ball: "You failed to kill him?"

"Pay attention to your tone of voice." The wooden puppet said dissatisfiedly, "I'm not your subordinate!"

"According to the rules of voodoo, even if the person is missing and the assassination fails, the money still has to be paid! Don't forget to send the money..."

Ai Liang's rare ridicule: "Your voodoo business is really a huge profit..."

"This is the rule set by Wu Zu. If you have any opinions, tell Wu Zu." The wooden puppet raised its head without fear, and said in a bad tone:

"You have to put yourself in the right place, agent... If it wasn't Master Shui behind you, why would Voodoo cooperate with an agent? I've already given you enough face!"

"Indeed, I can't order you, one of the witch kings of the nine provinces." Ai Liang's face returned to gloomy, and his eyes were full of coldness.

After the "exchanging greetings" between the two, the wooden puppet folded its arms and said in a deep voice, "Take care of your affairs properly. Because of your mistakes, I have already lost several people."

"When I arrived at Zhuo Yeran's house, there was only the maid who had passed out. The dark room was destroyed, and the target should be kidnapped..."

"Abducted?" Ai Liang was quite surprised.

"This is just a guess, and... this is your business, it has nothing to do with me, I am only responsible for the assassination." The wooden puppet did not answer Ai Liang's question, and did not even say goodbye. Dissipates into a cloud of dust.

The wooden table seems to have shrunk a little because of the loss of a small part...

"Who can take Zhuo Yeran away?" Ai Liang frowned and thought hard.

Das didn't know why, but suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, stepped forward and analyzed: "Of course, the official organization has this method. Zhuo Yeran is the deputy director of the Supervision Department. Who can kidnap him quietly? So, the answer is only one…"

Ai Liang couldn't help but look sideways.

"That's the Public Security Department, only Maeve Foresta of the Public Security Department, and he has a silver hand under him." Das's tone was quite determined, and he was a little proud at this time: "I just said it was the Public Security Department. "

"Idiot!" Ai Liang had the urge to kill, and he gritted his teeth: "You have analyzed that Zhuo Yeran is the deputy director of the Supervision Bureau, and you can still come to such a stupid conclusion?"

"If the Public Security Bureau did it, wouldn't the federal government go to war with Pandora?!"

Darth's body froze suddenly, and he didn't dare to say anything more.

Ai Liang got up suddenly, looked at the empty and dark casino lobby downstairs, and said in a daze: "The Supervision Bureau does it yourself...the Supervision Bureau...Vera Alexandra...how is it the Supervision Bureau?"

At this time, the black windbreaker who seldom spoke coughed and asked, "Boss, Zhuo Yeran was discovered by the Supervision Bureau, will it affect us?"

Ai Liang thought for a moment, then shook his head: "It's hard to say."

……

The "hostage" who drove out of the city and ran towards the dark distance had a bit of a toothache.

There was no one on the road, and even vehicles were extremely rare.

Zhuo Yeran, who was sitting next to him, pointed his pistol at him motionless, refusing to relax at all.

"Deputy Director Zhuo, if there is a stone on the road and I accidentally run over it, and the car body bumps, will you have a nervous reflex and pull the trigger?" Mo Ke asked looking forward.

"Maybe..." Zhuo Yeran was amused, it was the first time he had met such a punisher who was afraid of death, he seemed to be suffering from persecution paranoia... no, all the hostages seemed to be afraid of death, and there was nothing unusual about it .

"You can let go of the fuze. It's enough to have a gun aimed at me." Mi Ke said, "If the car body bumps and you accidentally pull the fuze, we'll go see the iron god."

"I can't see Iron God... Iron God is just a myth, you will just fall asleep and don't know anything." Zhuo Yeran replied.

This is where the conversation started, good progress... Every villain dies from talking too much, at this time, it is right to ask him to talk more... Mi Ke muttered silently in his heart.

"Deputy Director Zhuo, it's deserted, shouldn't you let me out of the car..." Mo Ke continued to talk nonsense, "I'm useless as a hostage."

"By the way, being useless doesn't mean you can tear up the ticket. You shouldn't be able to tear up the ticket, right? Just let me go. It won't affect your escape anyway."

"Not now, your teammates must be following." Zhuo Yeran didn't look sideways: "Go a little further, and I'll let you go."

"Why drive another distance?" Mo Ke suddenly figured it out, turned his head to look at the spare battery on the back seat, and sighed: "You are so smart."

"Your car has already been fully charged, and you still have a spare battery. You have to drive the car until it runs out of power... At that time, the car tracked by the Supervision Bureau has long since run out of power, and it is not known how far it has been left behind. "

"You're going to force me to switch to a backup power supply and then let me go... alone for my life."

"No, that's not right..." Speaking of this, Mo Ce suddenly shouted: "I'll help you change the battery, wouldn't it be more convenient if you killed me with a single shot..."

"Deputy Director Zhuo, you are lying to me!"

Thanks to Hao Lei for the monthly pass.

(End of this chapter)