Baojian

Chapter 562 Killer Level

"Brother Bai, it's me, Wu Zhe..."

After dialing Bai Zhentian's number, Qin Feng reported his fake name. He heard that the monitoring system in the United States is very developed, so he was very cautious when speaking.

"Haha, so it's Brother Wu?"

Bai Zhentian's voice paused for a moment, and then he asked: "Where are you? Are you still in the hospital? I happen to have something to ask you..."

"I'm at the entrance of the hospital." Qin Feng glanced around and said, "It's the newsstand at the subway station."

"Well, don't move there, I'll pick you up right away..." After Bai Zhentian told Qin Feng, he hung up the phone.

More than ten minutes later, a Cadillac drove up to Qin Feng silently. Qin Feng opened the door and sat in. Bai Zhentian was the only one in the spacious space in the back row.

"Brother Qin, is that girl okay?"

Seeing Qin Feng sitting in, Bai Zhentian said: "The Meng family asked someone to let Hongmen take care of that girl before, but I didn't expect that something happened to her..."

A few months ago, Bai Zhentian had dealt with the killer organization specifically for Meng Yao's affairs, but he had never met Meng Yao himself, nor heard Liu Zimo mention Meng Yao's identity.

But when he went out to pick up Qin Feng just now, Bai Zhentian received a phone call. The caller was an old senior who had retired from Hongmen, and he was close friends with his father.

During the phone call, the elder told Bai Zhentian that after a few days, someone in the country would take Meng Yao back. During this period, he asked Bai Zhentian to protect Meng Yao's safety and never let anything happen again.

"Brother Bai, I can feel that the killer is coming for me."

Qin Feng thought for a while and said: "Meng Yao's safety will not be a big problem. I think that as long as I don't show up, the killer probably won't show up."

"I was just about to tell you about it."

After hearing Qin Feng's words, Bai Zhentian took out a document bag, handed it to Qin Feng, and said, "Please read this document first, and then we can talk about it."

"what?"

Qin Feng took the file bag with some doubts, opened it, and found that there were more than a dozen enlarged photos inside, and there were also a few sheets of paper full of English.

"Huh? Is that the killer?"

When Qin Feng saw the face of the man in the photo, his eyes couldn't help but narrowed. He could tell at a glance that this middle-aged Chinese, about 40 years old, was the killer who shot him.

"The photos above are all taken from street videos and then enlarged."

Bai Zhentian pointed to the file bag, and said: "The photo in the back should be the original identity of this person. His nickname is Silver Fox, and he is the highest-ranked S-rank killer in the killer organization..."

Qin Feng was with Meng Yao in the hospital yesterday, and Bai Zhentian was not idle either. He stayed up almost all night and used a lot of connections. Not only did he call up the video recordings on the street, but he also confirmed the identity of the killer through computer facial comparison. identity.

In the International Organization of Assassins, there are four levels in total. The highest level is SSS-level killers, and the lower level is S-level killers. Based on this, they are A-level killers and B-level killers.

According to legend, when President Reagan of the United States was assassinated, it was the 3S killer who shot it, but Reagan survived the catastrophe, and since then, there has been no news of this 3S killer.

So in the current killer organization, the S-rank killer is equivalent to the highest level.

In the entire killer organization, there are only three S-level killers, one of which is this man nicknamed Silver Fox, and he is also the only Chinese top-level killer in the legend.

"Huh? Is this his original appearance?"

When turning to the bottom few photos, Qin Feng said with some surprise: "His age should not exceed 30 years old, right? How did you get these photos?"

In Qin Feng's mind, the most important thing for a professional killer at the level of Yinhu is to hide his whereabouts, so Qin Feng is very suspicious of the authenticity of these photos.

"He should be Silver Fox, he can't be wrong."

Bai Zhentian pointed to the person in the photo, and said: "Brother, our Hongmen are not completely ignorant of the killer organization, we have a little bit of information..."

The members of the killer organization all live in the dark world. They may have various jobs to conceal their identities, but the killers also need some channels to vent the depression squeezed in their hearts.

This channel is nothing more than nightclubs and bars, and Hongmen has a very deep background in this area. The person in the photo should have been taken from a bar.

As for how Hongmen locked Yinhu from these photos, Bai Zhentian didn't say much. After all, Qin Feng is not from Hongmen, and these secrets cannot be explained to outsiders.

"It's a bit like it, Brother Bai, just wait a moment."

After hearing Bai Zhentian's words, Qin Feng took two clear photos and compared them together. It was not until the car stopped that Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

Bai Zhentian waved his hand at Ah Bao who was driving, signaling to wait a while before getting out of the car, then turned to look at Qin Feng, and asked, "What's the matter? Did you see something?"

"It's a person, their faces are almost exactly the same..."

There was a sneer on Qin Feng's face, and he said: "Maybe in his eyes, I'm not worth his effort at all, right? It's just a simple aging of myself..."

Disguise is the first course a killer must take.

To be honest, for all the top killers, it is not difficult to change their face shape. The reason why this killer doesn't have deep makeup is probably because he thinks Qin Feng can solve it easily.

"Brother Bai, can you find out his real identity?" Qin Feng removed Realization from the photo and looked at Bai Zhentian.

"It's hard. There are millions of Chinese in the United States. It's too difficult to find them out of just one photo..."

Bai Zhentian shook his head, these killers usually don't show themselves, their social network is extremely narrow, and they have stable jobs as a cover, trying to dig them out from the vast crowd is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Just like Wang Yaqiao in Shanghai, when he fled to Shanghai, he worked hard during the day and slept on the road at night to cover newspapers. Who would have imagined that such a person who looked like the bottom of the society would make Lao Jiang feel sleepless What about the king of killers?

"Brother Bai, you don't have to worry, we also have some clues about the silver fox..." Bai Zhentian sighed, and said, "But this person is really too cunning, seeing the wrong momentum, he just slipped away."

Yesterday, Hongmen called all the gang members in Las Vegas for a meeting. Some of these gang members are loan sharks in casinos, some are in the sex industry, and some are running small hotels. It can be said that Las Vegas His every move could not escape the eyes of these people.

Bai Zhentian learned from the owner of a small hotel that more than a week ago, there was a Chinese youth in his thirties who lived in his place. He lived in seclusion on weekdays, which fit the characteristics Bai Zhentian said.

After hearing the feedback from the hotel owner, Bai Zhentian didn't call Qin Feng, and took someone to the hotel himself, but the room was already empty, but the glass of water on the table in the room was still warm.

"Brother, don't worry, as long as that person stays in Las Vegas, he will definitely show his feet."

Bai Zhentian pushed open the car door and said, "You didn't have a good rest in the hospital yesterday, so get a good night's sleep so that we can go to participate in Abdul's game at night..."

"Okay, Brother Bai, don't worry about the killer." Qin Feng's eyes showed a stern look, and he said, "If you find his whereabouts again, you must inform me first."

It's not that Qin Feng doesn't like the people under Bai Zhentian's subordinates, but he has a specialization in art, and if he wants to deal with people who come from the killer's family, he may have to do it himself.

Qin Feng doubts that that person escaped after Bai Zhentian and others arrived at the hotel. Among other things, if Qin Feng was surrounded in the hotel, he would have at least three ways to leave in front of Bai Zhentian blatantly.

"I see. Weren't we afraid to disturb you yesterday?"

Bai Zhentian nodded, and said: "Go, go upstairs, I've made some nutritious porridge, after you drink it, hurry up and rest, old brother, I'm counting on you for the night."

"Do your best."

Qin Feng gave a wry smile when he heard the words. He even admired his strong psychological endurance. When Meng Yao was shot, he was still in the mood to gamble?You know, gambling is the most taboo thing.

Last night, Qin Feng had to guard against the killer's return carbine, but he did not enter a deep level of concentration, and his current state has not fully recovered. After drinking a little porridge, he went to rest in the suite arranged by Bai Zhentian stand up.

I don't know if it was because of the depletion of spiritual consciousness yesterday, but seven or eight hours later, when Qin Feng woke up from the meditation, he found that his spiritual consciousness seemed to have slightly improved.

"Could it be possible to cultivate spiritual consciousness? Just like practicing kung fu, completely consuming one's physical energy will help increase strength?"

Qin Feng, who had regained his sober state, did not get up, but sat on the ground and slowly experienced the subtle changes in his consciousness.

"After I go back, I will look for the Taoist classics to see if there are related exercises?"

Whether it is the inheritance in the jade pendant or the exercises taught by the master, there is no practice method after the dark energy, so although Qin Feng has entered the dark energy, he still uses the previous practice method.

Looking at his watch, Qin Feng stood up. It was almost five o'clock in the afternoon, and the game will be played around eight o'clock in the evening. After eating and adjusting, it's almost time to go to the casino.

"Brother, are you resting?"

When Qin Feng walked out of the room, Bai Zhentian was already waiting in the living room of the suite. To be honest, Bai Zhentian was a little nervous to bet against those world's top rich men.

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