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Chapter 125 The elusive stalker and the angry Xiao Su
Tang Ji looked at the open door of the apartment and followed closely, but there were fire exits on both sides of the corridor, and the two elevators were going up and down, and the camera in the corridor had already been destroyed.

For a moment, he couldn't tell where the other party left from, and considering the other party's ruthlessness, if he didn't want to meet him face to face, he could find an apartment on another floor and break in, killing the original owner and hiding.

The biggest headache for Tang Ji is this kind of dense apartment building, which is 180 stories high and has an average of [-] apartments on each floor.

He had to admit that he had lost track, and the opponent walked decisively without dragging his feet. Even if Anthony arrived at the gate on the other side 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 the quick glance just now made the other party calm His eyes left a deep impression on him.

People like this generally don't make themselves very embarrassed. Compared to hiding themselves, the other party is more willing to kill everyone who accidentally encounters them, as evidenced by the two corpses soaking in the bathroom.

Tang Ji didn't waste time on meaningless searches. He returned to the previous apartment, closed the door gently, and allowed himself to look inside 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 old and not in good condition. If you spend money to buy cleaning robots, you don’t have the energy to fix dead ends.

Tang Ji looked to the left, and there was a broken ceramic bowl on the shoe rack. In addition to the room key, the bowl contained change, coins, and a few lottery tickets of unknown date.

He carefully observed how the various objects in the bowl were stacked, and determined that the target had never used a key to enter or exit this room.

The other party obviously didn't regard the door as an obstacle, and at the same time conspired with arrogance or cleanliness, trying to isolate himself from the environment in this room as much as possible.

Tang Ji turned around and walked into the bathroom. The not-so-spacious bathroom was naturally equipped with a small-sized bathtub. If it weren't for the two corpses of emaciated old people, they wouldn't be able to hold them at all.

He squatted down and looked at the water level in the bathtub. Together with the body and the ice cubes, they were just stuck on the lower edge of the anti-spill opening. At the same time, there was no water stain on the ground. Obviously, the target calculated the volume every time he refilled the ice cubes. .

The body was in good condition, with only a faint odor after being stored at low temperature. It was still wearing the pajamas it had been killed in. Because of the age of the victim, Tang Ji could not judge the time of death from the clothes.

Tang Ji stretched out his hand to check the body in the ice water, but there was no obvious trauma, and some kind of drug may have been used to kill him.

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

There is no bad food in the kitchen, no garbage from takeaways, and the target has been here for a few days, but apparently has never eaten here.

Tang Ji seemed to be able to imagine how the man in the ginger suit coldly killed the defenseless homeowner, and then sat on a chair on the balcony like a rock, observing Moritz's room with a telescope.

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

He finally checked around the room, and at the same time turned off the power in the room to stop all electrical appliances from running, then closed his eyes and listened quietly.

Based on Tang Ji's current perception, if the target has also installed surveillance devices in this house, he can 'hear' it.

There is nothing here, it is very quiet.

But Anthony's voice suddenly came into the communicator: "I found the target, the other party is leaving along the main door, do you want me to subdue him now?"

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

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

Tang Ji walked quickly to the window sill, and his intuition made him look at Moritz's room for the first time, where a man in a ginger suit and a top hat was taking off his hat to salute him.

"I'm 50 meters behind the target. The target doesn't intend to take a vehicle. Maybe it's a trap." Anthony's voice came in his ears.

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

He put his eyes close to the binoculars, and through the binoculars, he saw the other person's face clearly. It was a face that looked like it had experienced many vicissitudes, but the edges and corners were as daunting as if it had been sharpened with a chisel.

The man in the binoculars suddenly reached out and pointed upwards towards him. Tang Ji moved the binoculars in the direction pointed by the other party. On the [-]th floor, he saw another 'target'.

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 sat behind the binoculars and seemed to be looking at Tang Ji. After discovering Tang Ji, he made exactly the same action as before, reached out to greet Tang Ji, and then pointed out a direction again.

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

After seeing Wang Zhengdao's bug-like ability, Tang Ji's spirit has been tempered, even if the other party suddenly appears behind him, 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 his muscles tensed up like a tiger pouncing on its prey.

When he looked down into the binoculars again, those targets disappeared, as if they had never been there.

"Head, the target has been lost." Anthony also sent new news, but Tang Ji couldn't care about him immediately.

"Open the door! SDPD!" The knock on the door intensified, as if the door was about to break in the next second.

In fact, it was true. Along 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 dead bodies in the bathroom.

The law enforcement officers immediately rushed to the balcony window to look down. Although this is the fifth floor, in this era of prosthetics, this height is not enough to hurt people, especially the news they just received indicated that the target is an extremely dangerous person. criminals.

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

And Tang Ji hung above his head, inserted his iron hand into the surface of the building to hang himself between the fifth and sixth floors, and then slowly climbed up, trying not to let the debris damaged by the prosthetic limb fall.

He didn't realize that he was tracking the target in such a large-scale building just now, and now those law enforcement officers don't want to find him so easily.

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

It took Tang Ji a few minutes to avoid the eyeliners of the law enforcement officers, and he spared a circle before returning to the vehicle where they came. Due to Alia's cover, Tang Ji was not captured by any cameras along the way.

He even took the time to cut into the San Diego law enforcement insider to eavesdrop on the reason why they came here. Obviously, the reporter not only accurately provided the apartment number where the criminal was located, but also used some administrative power.

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

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

Tang Ji was sure that if the girl was not still in a coma, there would be four corpses now.

Because of the bad start, Tang Ji and Anthony were a little silent on the way back. Tang Ji hadn't figured out whether the other party was a superhuman or a certain type of 'clone'.

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

It is said that the military technology group has a staff group composed entirely of clones, which provides tactical guidance for the group's armed forces all over the world. In order to save costs, military technology did not design independent appearances for them at all, but adopted general-purpose template
Sirte sat 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 a prisoner in essence. Due to his unique self-esteem, he couldn't take the initiative to start a topic, but he was equally quiet. Quietly looking out the window.

He had been in the car looking at the street for two hours, but Soult still couldn't get enough of it. He had only heard about the prosperity of the city before.

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

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

The lights here are bright, from sunset to dawn, people can't tell the difference between day and night, people are everywhere, cars are everywhere, and there are small aircraft whizzing by in the sky.

The people here are much more beautiful than the people in the wilderness. They not only have smooth skin, but also dare to show themselves. Surte has seen too many beautiful ladies and sisters, so that he can't control it.

Just now he also saw a woman in scantily clad clothes who had an argument with a man, and then the two disappeared into the alley together. Surte knew what they were going to do just by looking at their expressions.

The scenery outside the car keeps flying behind. Sometimes, in order to see it more clearly, Soulte even puts himself into a bullet time state, so that he can observe carefully.

Then he saw a man in a ginger suit standing at the intersection who seemed to be smiling at them, and Soult's attention lingered on him for a moment before ignoring him.

After all, there is a girl in shorts not far away, and behind her are several men with malicious intentions. Surte, who is in the state of bullet time, has enough time to observe these details.

He saw the vicious tattoo on the girl's shoulder that was half exposed, and also saw a few strong men with the same tattoo not far away, sneering at the corners of their mouths, bulging under their clothes, obviously carrying weapons.

This will be a classic mantis catching cicada and oriole eating black behind the scenes. Soult likes this feeling, peeping at the world in the dark.

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

Soult is in bullet time again, observing the vehicles on the road, and as the Hound Rider of the Skull Party, he has been interested in these mechanical arts since childhood.

But he rarely saw sports cars and family cars specially designed to run on urban roads in the wilderness, such as the small and exquisite car model like Jubei Wuwu, which was the first time he saw it.

This miniature version of the vehicle made Sirte 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 strange smile on his face , suddenly felt creepy!
Surte exited the bullet time in an instant, looked at the two silent people in the front row, and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"What's the matter?" Tang Ji saw Surte's strangeness in the rearview mirror. He and Anthony were paying attention to whether there were stalkers following them along the way. The man in the suit made them uneasy.

"It's okay." Surte lowered his head. He didn't know if he was wrong, and even if he was 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, and when he saw a convenience store open by the side of the road, he pulled over and said, "I'm going to buy sugar, and a pack of cigarettes by the way."

Anthony nodded to him, beckoning him to go and come back quickly. He pressed the pistol with one hand, and swung the rearview mirror with the other hand, observing the passing vehicles through the mirror.

Surte looked up at Tang Ji who got out of the car, and turned his head to look out of the car window with some awkwardness on his face, but a smile couldn't help hanging on the corner of his mouth, as if he had forgotten the strange things that happened before .

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

Surte was like a mouse seeing a cat, his whole body was blown up!

He entered bullet time in an instant, pulled the door open with brute force, landed on both feet, and rushed out like a cheetah!
Even if Tang Ji and the others misunderstood that he was going to run away, even if they stopped buying chewing gum for him, he would rush to that bus today to see what happened!
Otherwise, Sirte would have that face in his nightmares tonight!
　PS: Typos will be corrected later~
　　
　
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