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After Qi Longque came back, he drew a simple map of the backyard of She Garden and added two stick figures in the yard. "Looking at the angle of the blood splatter and the marks on the ground, there were two people standing in the yard at the time. At these two positions, the bullet penetrated directly without turning inside the body. Judging from the trajectory, the sniper was on the rooftop 120 meters away."

As he spoke, Qi Longque took out two bullets that were not seriously deformed, and it could be seen at a glance that they were Mauser rifle bullets.

"I dug it out of the mud."

Xian Yaowen took it, rubbed it a few times with his fingers, weighed it with both hands, then picked it up with his index finger and thumb and looked at it carefully.

"The bullets are not carefully selected. The bullets are a bit rough. After careful polishing, the sniper's conditions are not very good." Xian Yaowen put down the bullets and said, "You continue."

"I observed the footprints left behind. There were four people entering the yard. They stood in a diamond shape and could switch between a right triangle and an inverted triangle at any time. They must be experts."

"Can you tell what shoes you're wearing by looking at the shoe prints?"

"One pair of leather shoes, and three pairs of the most common rubber shoes on the market." Qi Longque then simulated the process of four people breaking into the house. "Looking at their movements, their purpose was to kidnap someone, but they searched for valuables before leaving. They searched very carefully, but there was nothing left. They were probably very poor."

"Any details that could indicate the time?"

"I checked the corpses' livor mortis and cut open their stomachs. I cut open the skin and found blood slowly flowing out, along with a light yellow liquid. There was a small amount of digestive matter in the stomachs and food residue in the duodenums. The five corpses were in similar conditions."

"The livor mortis indicated that the time of death was less than 15 hours, and the food residue indicated that the last meal was about five or six hours before death, so the approximate time of the action was a.m.

If he was coming for us, if he was an expert in torture, given the friendship between She Agui and I, She Agui should have been wiped out by now."

Xian Yaowen stroked his chin, "If they are so eager to kill me, they should be on their way here. If they find out where I am, they will most likely attack tonight, or they may attack in the daytime regardless of the consequences."

"Captain, do you suspect that Lu Yuepeng's story has been exposed?"

"If the target is us and She Agui is involved, this is the most likely possibility." Xian Yaowen waved his hand, "You go send a telegram to mobilize people, I'll make a phone call."

"Yes."

After Qi Longque left, Xian Yaowen came to the study, opened the safe, took out a stack of money, counted out twenty pieces, put them into envelopes one by one, and stacked them aside.

He lit a cigar, thought for a moment, picked up the phone and dialed.

"Folger, it's me, Adam."

"Hey Adam, how's it going?"

"It was fine until today."

"What happened today?"

"I wanted to meet Mr. She for dinner. I called him several times but no one answered. I sent bodyguards to his house, but they found five bodies in the yard."

"Sheyuan?"

"Yes, but She and Lan were not among the bodies. They were taken away. Folger, my bodyguard is an elite who has served in the army for many years. He can tell from the bodies that it was not the work of ordinary gangsters, but soldiers, elite soldiers."

Folger understood the direction Xian Yaowen was deliberately leading to, "Adam, are you talking about the Malayan Communist Party?"

"I think so, Folger. I doubt these people will come to me again. If they do come, I can keep them. Please send someone to receive them."

Folger was silent for a while, then said, "Are you sure?"

"Keep it, I'm sure, the identity, even if it's not, it can be."

"If it's not, Adam, it's up to you."

Xian Yaowen glanced at the envelope and said, "Yeah, I'm mentally prepared. Folger, we'll talk in detail after today."

"Don't make too much noise, or I won't be able to explain myself."

"Don't worry, I won't make it difficult for you. Bye."

After hanging up the phone, Xian Yaowen's dissatisfaction emerged, forcing him to take the initiative to give Folger a handle. This feeling was not good. If the other party was really from the Malayan Communist Party, he would not mind contributing his own strength to the cause of fighting the Malayan Communist Party.

"Fuck him, the revolutionary team is used to seek personal revenge, is there any law?"

On a fishing boat on the sea surface of Red Light Pier, the communications soldier Black Nose Sheep of the Purple Antelope Squad came to the captain, Ram, and said, "Captain, Xiaomian called and said that the VIP is in danger. We should drop the task at hand and rush to Osley Road to wait for orders."

"Send a radio message to the Black Spotted Cat Egg Squad, asking them to speed up and meet up with us."

"Yes."

"Xiaomian, Xiaomian, there is a suspicious person at position 7, over."

"Roger, Over."

Xian Yaowen buckled the intercom onto his belt, walked to the bedroom blinds, looked through the scope at position 7, and saw a man, about 156 cm tall, thin, and looking at his face, he looked...

"Fuck, little devil."

"Captain, Captain, it looks like the Japanese, Over."

"It seems to have been removed. He has a typical Japanese face, about 33 or 34 years old. He has been in Malaya for quite some time. I can't tell if he was born here. If he was a Japanese soldier back then, he is most likely a member of the Malayan Communist Party now. Over."

Qi Longque: "He is holding something in his hand, I can't see it, Over."

Xie Tingyun: "Looks like a long object, Over."

Xian Yaowen: "Just wait and see, Over."

After nearly a minute, Qi Longque said, "Kar98K sniper rifle, confirmed, Over."

Xian Yaowen: "Pomfret Silencer, Over."

Qi Longque: "I'm sure, do you want to knock him down? Over."

Xian Yaowen: "No need. Tingyun, move away from the window. The angle of the sunlight is not good. Over."

Xie Tingyun: “Copy.”

Xian Yaowen: "Xiao Mian, I'll wait for your signal to go to the study and open the window to tell the other party that I'm home. Over."

Qi Longque: "Copy."

Xian Yaowen took off his bulletproof vest, straightened his shirt, ran to the bathroom and wiped his face to clean the sweat. After he calmed down, he slowly walked towards the study.

I casually picked up a copy of the bimonthly magazine "Literature" from the bookshelf, sat in the big chair, opened a page at random, and glanced at the title: "The Bao Family Father and Son" by Zhang Tianyi.

I read ten lines at a glance and picked out a few cosmetic names from between the lines, such as Snow Essence and Stancon.

Snow essence is a type of product, and Stancon is a brand of hair oil. Hair oil was invented by women in ancient times who would not wash their hair for several days after putting their hair into a bun. This was done to make their hair look shiny and to cover up the odor from not washing their hair for a long time.

Over time, in order to increase selling points, the gimmick of hair care was added. It doesn’t matter whether it is really effective or not. The key is blowing. If it is blown well, sales will naturally be good, and the rest is left to the magical psychological effect.

The human brain and body also believe in the pie in the sky. If you draw it well and draw it a few times, they will take it seriously and naturally secrete some mysterious substance to care for the hair.

Xian Yaowen slowly summed up the essence of cosmetics - have small effects, make big claims, one point for active ingredients, nine points for packaging, nine cents for advertising, and sell it for ten yuan.

What we want is to operate with integrity and not deceive consumers.

Oh, and also, the ingredient list must be long, with more than 170, 80, or 200 ingredients. When consumers see it, they will feel happy and think that their money is well spent.

Countries with different natures will launch different versions. In industrially underdeveloped countries, the ingredient list is filled with chemical ingredients, while in industrially developed countries, the product is piled up with the names of plant essences and differentiated marketing is adopted.

While thinking about it, Xian Yaowen took a piece of letter paper from the table and wrote a letter to Li Runtian, the owner of Shanghai Paris Perfume Factory.

Li Runtian's fragrance business was average. He produced many fragrance products, the most famous of which was the not-so-famous Stancon brand. However, he was famous for being generous in hiring people, and the Paris Fragrance Factory had many talented people in the fragrance field.

Write a letter to get closer and establish a pen pal relationship, which will make it easier to poach people in the future.

"It's time, Over."

“Copy.”

Xian Yaowen put down his pen, walked to the edge of the window against the wall, breathed a sigh of relief, and went over the process of pushing the window in his mind. When he was ready, he walked to the window facing him, placed his hand on the blinds and gently pushed them outwards, creating a five-centimeter-wide gap between the two windows.

He stayed for two seconds to give the Japanese time to observe him, then pushed the window all the way down with one breath, facing the window for 0.7 seconds, turned around, took a slow step, and hid behind the wall.

"Got it. Over."

"Copy." Xian Yaowen answered, and then said: "Hui Ran, Over."

"Online, Over."

"The cloth-tearing rack is in the attic, Over."

“Copy.”

"Tingyun, pick me up downstairs, Over."

“Copy.”

Xian Yaowen sat back in the big chair and finished writing the letter first. Then he and Xie Tingyun divided the work and filled the bathtubs and washbasins in all the bedrooms and bathrooms on the second floor with water.

He went downstairs and told the cook Lin Meijiao to prepare water for dinner in advance, filled the guest room with water, turned off the main valve of the indoor water pipe, but opened the faucet by the backyard pool, keeping it dripping and the water meter not turning.

A bucket was placed under the faucet, containing only five millimeters of water, and a black snakehead weighing more than three kilograms was placed in it. The black snakehead made a lot of noise and crackling, so the bucket had to be fixed with a heavy object.

Be prepared to switch the generator power supply at any time. Everyone carries a chameleon signal flashlight and TL122 flashlights are placed in various places where they may be needed.

After making preparations for a CQB battle, Xian Yaowen freed Narcissus from the basement.

Only unknown dangers are called dangers, known dangers are called issues to be resolved. A small team is not too difficult for No. 999 to resolve.

Xian Yaowen brought Shuixian to the kitchen, took a few oranges from the fruit rack, put them on the chopping board, and said, "You peel them."

"Yes." Narcissus agreed, took a knife from the knife rack, and started peeling the skin. "Want to squeeze orange juice?"

"I just bought a juicer that can be used for both fruits and vegetables. I haven't used it yet, so I want to try it out to see if it works." Xian Yaowen said as he opened the closet and took out a juicer.

Narcissus glanced at it and said, "American?"

Xian Yaowen plugged in the juicer and said, "It's produced by a newly established company. People in the United States said that this company is worth investing in."

Narcissus glanced at the trademark again, "Omega? Doesn't Omega make watches?"

"It's not the same thing." Xian Yaowen turned around and opened the refrigerator. "Do you want some ice cubes?"

"No, I want some honey."

"Oranges are sweet enough." Xian Yaowen muttered, taking out an ice cube tray from the refrigerator and taking out a jar of honey from the cupboard and placing it next to the narcissus, "You can add it yourself later."

Narcissus stared at Honey for a moment, and asked in a trance, "Master, are you okay?"

Xian Yaowen came behind Shuixian, put his arm around her waist, and said softly, "Not yet, but it shouldn't be a big deal. Now the most likely possibility is that Lu Yuepeng's relatives and friends are here to seek revenge."

"His brother?"

"Huh?" Xian Yaowen was stunned. "You know?"

Narcissus turned around, looked Xian Yaowen in the eye and said, "Master, why don't you ask me? I heard from Lu Yuepeng before that he has a younger brother who is fighting guerrillas in the jungle. I haven't seen him for many years."

Xian Yaowen laughed bitterly, "I just suspected it, not sure, so I didn't tell you because I was afraid you would be embarrassed. Once upon a time, you treated me like a sheep and wanted to get some money from me."

Narcissus chuckled and said, "I didn't get any money, but I got myself into trouble."

"You can't say that. It's still unclear who will lose and who will gain." Xian Yaowen pinched Narcissus's nose, "What's Lu Yuepeng's brother's name?"

Narcissus recalled for a moment and said, "It seems to be Lu Yuejing."

"Oh, Lu Yuejing, think again, does Lu Yuepeng have other brothers or sisters?"

"Lu Yuepeng only mentioned this one brother."

"Could that sister in Etianbian know more?"

Narcissus's expression changed slightly, "Master, you don't want to..."

Xian Yaowen said noncommittally: "I hope Lu Yuejing looks like Lu Yuepeng, otherwise it will be difficult to keep him alive."

"Captain, another one, Over."

Xian Yaowen picked up the intercom and said, "Observe the appearance. Over."

"Like Lu Yuepeng, Over."

"Is there a chance to knock it down? Over."

"Bad angle, no confidence, over."

"There's a chance to keep him alive, Over."

“Copy.”

Position 7.

"Captain, Xian Yaowen is at home."

Lu Yuejing said with a gloomy face: "You stay here and watch. I will go and make some arrangements. We will act in the early morning."

"Hay."

Lu Yuejing bent over and left his position, and soon disappeared from Qi Longque's camera.

But in Xie Jingchen's lens, Lu Yuejing made a grand appearance.

"With such a strong murderous aura, this person must be one of the targets. Coming out from that position, is there another person stalking him?"

Xie Jingchen muttered, and turned his gaze to No. 999. He took a quick glance and determined that "that position" was a good surveillance position, and then his gaze followed Lu Yuejing. (End of this chapter)