Night gradually fell, and the autumn wind blew past the Wangcheng Bridge. Qingchen stretched his body while running, and the wind blew his clothes back.
Perhaps his mood is different, he feels like...
The shackles given to him by his family and environment are slowly being opened.
Qingchen ran faster and faster.
Occasionally, pedestrians on the bridge would look back at him, and everyone could feel this inexplicable youthful atmosphere, impulsive and rich.
Yinrun Central Garden is one of the communities with the highest average price in Los Angeles and is also a well-known wealthy area.
So it is not surprising to Qingchen that Huang Jixian lives here as the second generation of rich people.
The property security here is relatively strict, and you need to swipe your card in and out.
Qingchen walked around to the back door to see if there was any way to get in.
However, before he could figure out how to get in, he saw six men in black suits walking out of the path at the back door of the community.
Those people had straight waists and looked as sharp as bayonets.
While walking, the six people always kept the same pace. The time they took to lift their feet and the distance they took seemed like someone had measured them with a ruler.
Wait a minute, Qingchen was stunned because he saw that among these six people there was actually a young man... Huang Jixian!
At this time, Huang Jixian looked confused and murmured incomprehensible words, prison, machinery, monsters...
I saw them quickly boarding two black off-road vehicles outside the back door. One of them seemed to feel something and turned to look towards Qingchen from the passenger seat.
Qingchen immediately turned his head and started playing with his phone as if nothing had happened.
The other party didn't seem to pay much attention to him, and the two black off-road vehicles sped away in the night.
As for Qingchen, he stood blankly outside the community gate, looking at his phone without saying a word.
Who are those people?
Why did you take Huang Jixian away?
Is it because of the other party’s status as a time traveler?
It must be because of this. Qingchen doesn’t believe in coincidences.
He turned around and went home.
He was thinking about the identity of the man in black along the way, but gradually, he realized that something was wrong.
A young man wearing a black sweatshirt followed him silently for five blocks.
An inexplicable sense of familiarity... He has seen each other before.
In an instant, Qingchen felt that all the muscles in his body were tense, and the invisible pressure was eroding his sense of security.
It was like being stared at by a wild beast.
He recalled that when he met the man in black at the back door of the Central Garden Community, the man in black was not far away looking at his phone, but when he was looking at his phone, his finger never slid across the screen.
Qingchen cannot analyze everything he sees every minute, that would be too energy-consuming, but he can extract memories.
Thinking of this, Qingchen casually pretended to pick up his handThen he stopped and lowered his head and made a phone call: "Hey, I'll go home for dinner later..."
The peaked cap hid his cheek in the shadow.
After he stopped, the young man in black hoodie kept walking past him.
Qing Chen locked his eyes tightly on the other party, but the other party never looked back.
This made Qingchen a little confused. At a certain moment, he even wondered if he was being too careful.
On the busy street, the man in the black sweatshirt quickly disappeared. He hung up the phone and continued walking forward.
Fortunately, I changed out of my school uniform and put on my hat when I got home, otherwise the other party would have known that he was a student of Luocheng Foreign Languages School just by looking at his uniform.
At this time, before Qingchen could relax, he discovered at the traffic light at the next intersection that another familiar face appeared in the crowd waiting for the traffic light beside him.
He saw it at the main entrance of the Central Garden Community.
Not a coincidence.
It is cross tracking.
Every person responsible for tracking only follows a certain distance. Everyone must ensure that they are not discovered like a passerby. If the target stops, the person following will continue to move forward as if nothing happened. , and the rest will be filled in by other members.
This is one of the safest tracking methods.
Qingchen is very grateful that he has read a lot of useful or useless miscellaneous books.
He finally understood that when the man on the off-road vehicle looked at him, he was being targeted.
More than six of them came, and some were hiding in the dark.
Is this some kind of secret organization that is so well-trained and so concerned about matters related to time travellers?
Qingchen suddenly felt that he might not be the first batch of time travellers, but maybe the second or even the third batch.
Otherwise, even if someone learned about the time traveler today, they would not be able to respond quickly today.
These people come prepared.
The young man’s black pupils are thick and deep, and he sees the oncoming night runners on the sidewalk, the uncle selling candied haws at a roadside stall, the slim woman stepping on high heels, and the yellow street lamp next to him. The light and shadow changes.
He wrote down every detail and reminded himself that he could not make mistakes.
There are still 12 seconds left at the traffic light.
The man in black who passed by him before is probably already taking a detour back behind him, preparing to make up for the next cross-tracking.
Based on the distance of Wangchunmen Street, Zhenghe Road, and Kaiyuan Avenue that the other party wants to detour, if calculated based on the running speed of an adult, it will take up to ten minutes.
If you want to escape tracking...
It's now.
When the green light turned on, the man who was following him raised his feet to cross the road, but Qingchen suddenly turned around and walked away.
The stalker continued to cross the road as if nothing had happened and whispered: "The target person did not cross the road. He turned back. How long do you have to get in position? "
It looks like he is talking to himself, but if someone looks carefully, they can see that he has a translucent headset plugged into his left ear.
"No, I still have two minutes until I reach the tracking position. "
In an instant, the stalker crossing the road noticed something was wrong. He suddenly turned back to look for Qingchen, but he could not find the young man.
"I lost him. ," the stalker at the intersection sighed.
The young man in a black sweatshirt who was running at full speed in the distance responded with a smile: "It's so embarrassing, two people are staring at one person and they lost track of him. ”
“It’s you who insists on keeping an eye on him.
The young man in the black sweatshirt smiled and said, "Then do you think he found out that we were following him?" "
A voice sounded in the headset: "I'm sure he found it. He is a master.
The young man in the black sweater thought for a while and said: "That boy looks only seventeen or eighteen years old. He may still be in high school. If the other party can really find out that we are following us, then he is too evil." . And if you noticed, he handled it very naturally. When he stopped talking on the phone for the first time, I didn't even think he had noticed me. Otherwise, I would have directly controlled him at that time. "
"I'm very curious as to why you wanted to follow him on the spur of the moment. We have quite a lot of tasks today, so there's no need to waste time on passers-by. ”
“It’s not a sudden move. It’s just that when the captain and the others escorted target person No. 009 out, I found that he avoided the captain’s gaze. ”