"People from the Thirteenth Bureau." Han Xiao thought for a moment and understood the reason. He did not show any abnormality and continued to walk at a normal pace, quietly bumping into pedestrians and stealing hard objects from them. Things like keys, mobile phones, etc., suddenly ducked in after turning a corner, raised their hands and threw hard objects, breaking all the cameras.
In a command vehicle disguised as a truck not far away, the surveillance screen went dark. Di Susu frowned and said into the communicator: "This guy is very alert, follow him."< /p>
The tracking members chased after him, but were shocked to find that Han Xiao had disappeared.
Di Susu's face was solemn. She was worried about these killers, so she sent them to monitor. The other four killers were all under surveillance. Maybe they discovered the monitor, but they all acquiesced. Only Mr. Hei Implementing the action to get rid of the stalker, Di Susu remembered that it was this man in black who gave her a sense of danger like a thorn in her back.
"Mobile cameras from all over the city and find the person."
The information was quickly gathered and analyzed using the facial recognition system, but the result surprised Di Susu.
There is no one who matches!
“Wait a minute, have I seen this before?”
Di Susu immediately thought of Han Xiao who had disappeared from the world.
But she immediately shook her head, feeling that she was too suspicious. How could every missing person be related to Han Xiao? There were so many talented people in the world.
"It seems that I have been under too much pressure recently. Alas, Xiao Linlin is busy with debt collection and there is no way to relax." Di Susu sighed.
......
Baiou City, Fifty-third Street, Nancheng District, is a famous antique street.
In a depressed antique store on Fifty-third Street, Li Xin was locking the door and preparing to close.
The knock on the door rang in her ears. Li Xin looked up in surprise. A handsome man was looking at her through the window, only twenty centimeters away.
Li Xin's heart pounded, and his face quickly turned as red as drunkenness.
"You, what do you want to buy?"
The handsome man knocked on the glass, "Please let me in first, I want to see the antiques."
"Oh, okay, okay." Li Xin hurriedly opened the door and stared at the handsome man, looking around. He thought he was perfect no matter how he looked. He followed the handsome man step by step, his hands hidden behind his back nervously entangled.
The handsome man looked at Li Xin, smiled, and asked, "Are you the owner of this store?"
He smiled! This smile is so lethal! Li Xin could barely hold back the urge to scream.
Seeing that Li Xin was silent, the handsome man approached Li Xin and asked condescendingly: "Are you the shopkeeper?"
The moment the handsome man approached, Li Xin's brain buzzed. , I was almost so excited that I lost all five senses. I didn’t hear what he said at all, and my heart was in a mess.
Looking at Li Xin’s nymphomaniac look, HanXiao was puzzled, touched the simulated mask on his face, and was very confused: "What kind of appearance did you change this time?"
He simply stopped talking nonsense and said what he meant directly.
"Where is Tang Shu?"
Li Xin's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly retreated, knocking down a piece of furniture.
Han Xiao lifted his clothes, revealed his pistol, and said, "Take me to find him."
......
The two came to a house that had been abandoned for many years. At the factory, Li Xin knocked on the door cautiously.
The people inside saw Li Xin through the peephole and opened the door.
This is a man who is so thin that he seems to be dehydrated. It makes people worry that the wind will blow him away. If you look at it, you will lose your appetite and stop moving. A pair of small eyes will move around, scanning the surroundings like a thief, as if he will run away immediately if there is any trouble.
This wretched man who was seriously transformed into a living corpse has a characteristic name - Tang Shu!
A treasure thief, a mysterious businessman, sells some weird things, including anecdotes about the world, and his whereabouts are erratic. The only chance to meet him regularly is the prize pool mission triggered in the early stage of White Ou City.
The prize pool task is competitive and allows multiple people to perform it at the same time. Each player has to pay some experience to accept the task. This experience is accumulated into the prize pool, and is finally awarded to the best players in proportion. .
Han Xiao ducked into the door in an instant. When Tang Shu saw the stranger, he immediately turned around and ran away like a frightened mouse.
"Stop, take another step, and there will be a second hole in your butt." Han Xiao shot Tang Shu in front of him, making a trick.
Tang Shu stopped in a hurry, froze in place and did not dare to move. He was sweating profusely and stammered: "Are you, are you one of Jack's people? When I finish this job, I owe him The money will definitely be paid back!"
"I have nothing to do with Jack. I have something else to do with you."
"What happened?" Tang Shu carefully recalled what he had offended. However, there are too many people, unable to determine the target, and frightened.
"I want to participate in this business."
Tang Shu looked at Li Xin in shock, "Did you also find him?"
Li Xin also looked confused, "No."
"My origin is not important, sincerity is fundamental." Han Xiao put away his gun and relaxed the atmosphere.
The normal way to trigger the task is to get Li Xin’s approval (that is, to gain favor) before he can find Tang Shu to trigger this task. Han Xiao directly omitted this process, threatened with force, and after some friendly The negotiations finally convinced Tang Shu and Li Xin, who were doubtful...
It was useless not to believe it. Tang Shu estimated that if he said "no", he would be shot in the butt. He was very timid. decisive.
"Although I don't know why you came to help, you look very sincere..." Tang Shu glanced at Han Xiao's pistol and coughed dryly:"Anyway, you are welcome to join."
[You spend 2000 experience to start the prize pool task [Return Antiques]! ]
[Mission introduction: Li Xin’s heirloom antiques have been occupied by the Municipal Museum and need your help. ]
[Requirement: Return ten antiques to Li Xin. ]
[Current number of participants: 1]
[Prize pool accumulation: 102,000 experience]
[Task requirements: For each antique returned, you will receive 10 % of the prize pool experience. ]
[Note: Antiques are very fragile, so it is best not to break them. ]
After the two people’s explanations, Han Xiao knew the cause and effect.
Li Xin’s father owned ten famous antiques. After the Municipal Museum learned about it, the director came in person and spoke eloquently about the various historical significance and cultural connotations of these antiques, begging Li’s father to give them to him. Ten antiques were put on display in the museum. Father Li was stunned by the talk and agreed. Later, Li's father passed away, and Li Xin wanted to take back the antiques. However, the Municipal Museum turned its back on him, refused to acknowledge him, and even asked the security guards to turn Li Xin away, hoping to hack away at the ten antiques.
The Municipal Museum has a government background and has deep connections. Li Xin had no choice but to rely on the thief, and by chance hired Tang Shu.
Li Xin’s thoughts can be summed up in one sentence:
——Even if I smash the antique, I don’t want to hand it over to the state!
After listening to Li Xin's story, Han Xiao coughed dryly and said seriously: "You little comrade, your thoughts are very dangerous. How can you call the country's affairs a robbery? You urgently need to improve your political awareness. "
Li Xin looked confused. What are you talking about? Didn't you come to the door and ask for help yourself?
Tang Shu whispered to the side, "My brain is flooded."
Han Xiao's ears twitched, and he suddenly turned to look at Tang Shu, his eyes bright, until Tang Shu was seen He was so frightened that he looked back.
For some reason, Tang Shu suddenly had a bad premonition.