Genius commoner

Chapter 480 Uneasy Breath
At nine o'clock in the morning, at the He Family Casino, Han Mazi slammed on the brakes and put the car in front of the stairs.

He opened the car door and got out. There was no need for him to close the door or stop the car. Two security personnel walked over quickly. One opened an umbrella over his head, and the other quickly took the car and left. They all knew He Changfeng. He knew that this was the young master's favorite, so he tacitly handled the mess for him.

Han Mazi didn't hesitate at all. After getting out of the car door, he went straight up the stairs and hurried into the luxurious hall. The welcoming ladies and staff on both sides bowed and respectfully called Mr. Han. Han Mazi didn't show any expression on his face. Without even the slightest reaction, he walked through the crowd and walked into the employee-only elevator with ease.

Ten minutes after Han Mazi entered the Hejia Casino, the casino also began to usher in the peak period of passenger flow. The flow of people, which was sparse just now, suddenly became crowded and dense. Mainland tourists and southeast Yanzhou gamblers came in batch after batch. , there was a lot of voices and noises everywhere, and the gambling nature suppressed by human nature was exuded in this environment.

Just as the police were patrolling as usual, the fire bell rang without warning and spread to every corner of the casino. The tourists were startled for a moment, and then ran towards the entrance and exit with shouts. Although the staff didn't know where the fire was, they had The training and quality still allow them to move quickly to assist guests to leave the casino.

Thousands of people dispersed through the six entrances and exits. The beautiful morning and mood were disrupted in an instant. Many men and women poured out around the casino, which made passers-by stop and watch in surprise. A man in the uniform of a tourist from Southeast Asia quietly left the team and ran towards an alley.

Holding an umbrella, he walked hurriedly, his drooping hair covered most of his face, it was Han Mazi in disguise.

The drizzle was like silk, hitting the umbrella with a soft rustling sound. Turning the corner, Han Mazi walked into a pre-selected narrow alley. This narrow alley is a dead end, about 50 meters long, located in a group of high-rise buildings. In between, the walls on both sides are as dense as a canyon, and the sky is a line. It is very suitable for walking alone, and it can also be used to verify whether you have got rid of the tail.

There are three turns in the middle of the alley, cold, dark, and damp. From time to time, a dirty puddle will appear. Following Han Mazi's unhurried footsteps, water drops splash to both sides. There is a tin trash can, the garbage that falls out is scattered on the ground, exuding a disgusting rancid smell, the environment is very bad.

After walking more than 20 meters, Han Mazi judged that no one was following him, took out his mobile phone, dialed He Changfeng's number, muttered a few words, then quickly hung up, then took out the calling card, crushed it, flicked his finger, and quietly sank into the garbage. Looking forward, he muttered to himself: "The basement of the Church of Our Lady? This guy is quite good at finding a place to hide."

Just when Han Mazi quickened his pace and moved forward, his ears moved suddenly, catching the movement behind him, his eyes couldn't stop getting cold, and as soon as he closed the umbrella in his hand, he spun around and hid in front of the two trash cans , pushed the two iron buckets forward three inches, his thin figure was covered by the garbage, and he couldn't see the shadow at a glance.

In less than 30 seconds, two people sneaked in from behind the alley, one behind the other.

These two people are dressed differently, a man and a woman, and they are still six or seven meters away from each other, but one walks on the inside and the other walks on the outside, and their gestures show a sense of tacit cooperation. You can tell at a glance that they have received professional tracking training. The arms hang down naturally. Although they are blocked by sleeves, it can still be seen that they are holding guns in their hands.

Hesitating in footsteps, showing vigilance, as if he was puzzled by the sudden choice of the pursued person to enter such an alley, and walked more than ten meters away, the woman in black looked around and whispered to her companion: "Are you sure to see me?" So Han Mazi came to this position? This guy is too cunning, he even borrowed the casino fire to escape."

"It should be him."

The man in black responded in a low voice: "Among the thousands of people who ran out, only a few were holding umbrellas, and the rest were too far apart in stature, only the ones coming this way were alike."

The young woman took out her phone: "Forget it, I guess I lost it, report to Young Master Shen immediately, Han Mazi ran away from this alley, let the rest of the brothers pay attention,"

Before she finished speaking, the young woman's eyes widened invisibly. When she saw Han Mazi appearing behind her companion, the man in black caught his companion's expression, and her heart skipped a beat. Without looking back, she kicked backwards. It's just that this kick didn't touch Han Mazi, and then he felt a pain in his neck, and the tip of the knife appeared in front of him.

The man in black clothes fell to the ground covered in blood, his eyes bulging out, he couldn't die any more, the young woman subconsciously drew her gun, but before the muzzle was locked, Han Mazi's left hand had already thrown a dagger, which sank into the opponent's throat like a rainbow. The woman fell to the ground with a bang, and the blood she spewed turned into bright red bubbles, and her vitality was extinguished.

Han Mazi pulled out the dagger, shook off the blood stained on it, picked up the gun on the ground with a gloomy face, and quickly disappeared from the alley.

The rain was flying, and the alley was filled with blood. When the body was cooling down, a figure appeared in the alley, leaning over to examine the corpse on the ground. It was Ye Zixuan who had tracked him down. He wiped his fingers in the air twice to let the rain After the blood stains disappeared, he sighed in a low voice: "This Han Mazi, you run so fast, you really have a few tricks..."

Ye Zixuan walked towards the front of the alley, and at the same time called Shen Wanqian, informing that the two spies were killed by Han Mazi, which also proved that Han Mazi was indeed the one who came out to get the antidote: "Young Master Shen, call the nearby surveillance to see Take a look to see which direction Han Mazi is running, and I will follow to see if I can block him from the elder brother."

"Brother Xuan, there is good news."

Shen Wanqian's voice suddenly carried a tinge of joy: "We just cracked an encrypted email from He Changfeng. The content of the email is messy. After our analysis and judgment, this email is for senior brother. Let him give Han Mazi the antidote." After moving to a new place, we also found that the elder brother should be hiding in the basement of the Church of Our Lady."

"I'm leading people to rush there now, so I should have time to block them."

Ye Zixuan frowned: "He Changfeng is still contacting senior brother at this time?"

"The email cannot be used as evidence, because he wrote it in a mess, and there are many ways to interpret it. We found clues from it."

Shen Wanqian smiled softly: "I just turned on the surveillance cameras at both ends of the alley, and Han Mazi drove a van in the direction of Notre Dame Church."

Ye Zixuan hung up the phone, his eyes thoughtful.

Half an hour later, Han Mazi drove a taxi across the Notre Dame Church. This is a suburban church with a long history and a small scale. It is in the repair stage at the moment, so no one can be seen, and it is alone in the precarious situation. In the middle, Han Mazi stopped for 3 minutes. After confirming that no one was following him, he kicked the car door.

He tightened his clothes, packed his gun, and approached the church slowly.

Although Han Mazi can be sure that no one is following behind him, but for some reason, Han Mazi still has a vague uneasiness in his heart. He always feels that something is wrong. Concentrating on himself, in order to confirm his speculation, Han Mazi suddenly turned around and walked towards the taxi.

He got back into the car and kicked the gas to leave the church.

Han Mazi drove the car around the church two or three times, and finally returned to the gate. During this gap, he confirmed once again that there was no Shen's bodyguards following him. The sense of danger just now dissipated a lot at this time. Feeling that he was a little too sensitive, Han Mazi quickly went around to the back of the church and opened the false back door.

One minute later, Han Mazi lifted a wooden board and jumped into a basement. After turning on the lights, he found gauze, alcohol lamps, weapons, and a box as big as milk powder scattered on the ground, but he didn't see the shadow of the senior brother. Wrinkled, picked up the phone and put in the chip card, dialed the number in mind: "Where are you?"

"For safety reasons, you and I cannot meet."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then the senior brother's deep voice came: "So I changed my mind temporarily and left the church basement, but I will leave you the antidote, it is in the box, a total of ten needles, every Give Da Furen a shot in half an hour, and she will slowly wake up, the box is equipped with a self-ignition device."

"If you open it with brute force, it will self-destruct. This is also to protect you and He Shao."

Han Mazi picked up the box the size of a milk powder box, and said without emotion: "Password?"

The elder brother didn't tell me directly, but said meaningfully: "How do you know the password of the box."

Han Mazi frowned, feeling that this was a bit weird. The poisoning of the eldest lady was an emergency. After the incident, He Changfeng had no contact with the elder brother, so he couldn't learn the password from the latter. If He Changfeng really knew the password, how could he? Didn't it mean that the two had already reached an agreement?Why did He Changfeng agree on a password for a box with the big brother?
He vaguely felt that something was hidden from him, but Han Mazi didn't think about it any further, nodded and replied, "Goodbye."

The elder brother also responded: "Goodbye."

The two meaningful words made the corner of Han Mazi's mouth twitch, and he smelled the danger again when He Changfeng told him to be careful. Han Mazi took a deep breath, then left the basement with the small box, and walked towards the back door with a vigilant expression. Walking slowly, holding a firearm in his right hand, he assumed a posture ready to deal with danger at any time.

When Han Mazi's fingers were about to touch the wooden door, he suddenly felt uneasy as if bitten by a poisonous snake. He instinctively dodged to the side, and almost just moved out of position, a bullet shot in from the wooden door and landed on his calf. Leaving a faint bloodstain, it can be seen that the shooter wanted to destroy him more, so he shot towards the position below him.

"Han Mazi, you and senior brother are surrounded."

When Han Mazi was holding the gun tightly, Shen Wanqian's voice came from outside: "Give up your gun and surrender."

(End of this chapter)