No matter what, since then, Ling Fangping’s gangster’s career has been much better. At the very least, Hao Zhiqiang saw that he was walking around. He became the only Liberal Party in this group. He had nothing to do with this sweeping corridor to chat with. The stupid and enthusiastic style of speech earned him a good impression. How long has it been with a group of gangsters?
Unfortunately, after half a month passed, no good news was obtained.
The little brother, who is nicknamed is fan, is standing next to him on the top of the building. At the end of August, the autumn is very powerful. The sun on the top of the high-rise building is very hot, and it can almost peel off a layer of skin.
After not drying for a long time, Ling Fangping was paralyzed, and he was languid like a dehydrated fish.
The fan smokes in the sun: "I said, it is to get more sun. Calcium."
Ling Fangping nodded and squinted, but suddenly he found the upper and lower mouths stick together. The fan glanced at him, smothered the smoke, and cautiously asked: "You really are Master Tan..."
Ling Fangping coughed, and the upper and lower mouths of the glue finally got two points: "Mr. Tan's... people, will you do this? We don't know... know it."
Turning to the two men who came to know each other Kissing in CS was too convincing, so he added another sentence: "About two guns."
This time it was the turn of the fan to cough, and the two were speechless. Finally, the fan found a topic: "Do you know? The 19th floor is a restricted area. Don't run around without any trouble."
Ling Fangping nervously tightened, intuitively, this 19th floor is not simple: "Why is it a restricted area?"
Knowing that there was no big man at noon on the top of the building to bask in the sun, the fan was still carefully looking around, and then affixed to his ear and whispered: "My cousin is a very close confidant, he has been drunk and told me. 19th floor There is a big lab, I don’t know the drumsticks in the day when I wear a mask. My brother is responsible for delivering the meal. Two and a half months ago, the fixed three meals suddenly turned into four, but the ones that came in and out were still there. Deaf people. And the guard suddenly increased a lot. My brother suspected that the important person was closed."
19th floor, Qian Ming. Ling Fangping jumped up in his heart, and his fists were full of cold sweat. By changed of body, even the psychological quality is also downgraded? Ling Fangping silently despised himself, trying to calm his mind and casually said: "The guards on every floor are very strict."
Fan tilted him and glanced at him: "What do you know? These brothers are all playing with a little electric baton. The 19th floor can be loaded with live ammunition, all of them are trained by Chang Shuai. Ten of them are not opponents of one person. However, it is said that only half of them are regular confidants and the other half are people of Nie."
In less than half a month, the name of Chang Gaofeng has been so sloppy, this person is really mixed with the wind, whether it is a soldier or a mixed black. Listening to the younger brothers talking about him, they are all full of admiration, saying that he is not only fighting hard, but also being ethical, and the brethren are very convinced of his discipline.
Ling Fangping pretends to be disdainful: "How many people did he have to be so powerful? How many guards on the 19th floor do you know if you dare to blow?"
The fan jumped up: "You haven't seen it. The people in the Changshuai Guard are very powerful. My cousin is also very powerful!" he was discouraged here: "How many guards I don't know, my cousin wakes up. I will not say it anymore."
When it comes to this, there is no need to continue the topic. Ling Fangping had a rough bottom in his heart. He calculated that he would go to the 19th floor for a lap in the past two days. At the very least, he should find out the guards and find a way to find out whether the so-called "important person" is Qian Ming.
But before he went to investigate, he received an anonymous letter. The letter was directly inserted into the door of his house, and was picked up by Wei Long and handed to him. On the cover, It painted a big red heart, next to the five big characters: "Yu Yuan, I love you!"
Ling Fangping silently broke the letter and dropped a dozen safe T and a blank sheet of paper. It was really a piece of white paper and both sides were bright and white.
Prank? Tan Zeyao?
Ling Fangping stared at the paper for a few seconds and found that although the paper was very white, it had tiny wrinkles that had been soaked in water. Invisible words? Fire roast? blister?
Ling Fangping thought about it, first grilled it with a lighter. As a result, the paper turned yellow.
......
Ling Fangping went to the bathroom and took the basin of water. Before the water was released, he suddenly felt a move. Locked the door and went out to buy a bottle of iodine, and came back to the top, and instantly appeared a light blue handwriting.
Ling Fangping is speechless again. By, regardless of whether this person is Tan Zeyao is absolutely forced to brain damage! If he didn't have a flash of his mind, remembered the way the revolutionary novels of the underground party had heard the news, and bought a bottle of iodine with a heart-warming attitude. Now all these words are soaked in water and even "Amitabha" "The four words are not left."
The paper's densely twisted and twisted handwriting details the number of guards on the 19th floor, the layout, the time and method of shifting, draws a detailed layout picture next to it and marking the location of the laboratory with a red pen. At the end, he said that there will be something in the morning, he hope he will pick it upstairs.
Look at the handwriting does not like Tan Zeyao, but who knows that he is exploring the 19th floor except Tan Zeyao? Is this layout map true or false? Ling Fangping didn't want to understand, just didn't want to, didn't he know when he was not at one o'clock in the morning? At 10:30 in the evening, he couldn't sleep when he turned off the lights and lie on the bed. He had to sit on his bed and wait for a while and he accidentally fell asleep.
Wake up at the table in the middle of the night, 0:59. A strange biological clock.
Ling Fangping gently went downstairs. The community in the middle of the night was very quiet and only the bugs flew around the street lights. Ling Fang equaled a few minutes and disappeared. A pure white semi-large samoyed dog ran in from the door of the community and ran straight to him. He ran off the bag in his mouth.
Ling Fangping: "..." squat down and open the bag and found several bags of plastic-sealed cooked beef. Ling Fangping’s mouth twitched and looked at the four twisted and large characters on the inside of the bag. “Attention to nutrition”, he already understood that the severe brain-disabled man was Tan Zeyao. He sent this thing as if he had gotten up from the bed in the middle of the night and used the dog. , use shit.
Just entering the house just wanted to stuff the food into Weilong's second-hand small refrigerator, but the finger touched a hard state at the bottom of the bag.
The familiar feel made him instantly judge what this thing is, enter the bedroom and close the door to turn on the light, and take a deep breath. It is his favorite Glock18. He longs for pistols that he has not had the chance to possess for many years. The gun body is made of engineering plastics that are light and durable. There are special mode buttons, and the down mode is a fully automatic mode with a rate of 1300 rounds per minute. Hair mode, up to 31 rounds of magazines - that is, a pistol that can be used as a small submachine gun.
Ling Fangping caressed the gun silently, so to speak, Tan Zeyao knows that he deliberately found his purpose to leave him? This time he compromised his father, also to find information for him? Ling Fangping suddenly felt that his nose was sour, closed his eyes and tried to press back the water vapor in his eyes. His eye sockets were not deep. When he was a soldier for so many years, he was not even crying when he was trained to be in dangerous again. He had never been so moved to touch such things.
No interest!
According to the description of the secret letter, it was the most relaxed time when the shift was changed at 4 am. Ling Fangping was hiding in the toilet on the 17th floor one night. He escaped the routine search before work, 3:58, and quietly touched the 19th floor.
Three people were on the stairs, chatting while yawning, and successfully covered Ling Fangping's footsteps. There should be no shifts and Ling Fang calmly stuck to the wall. The atmosphere did not dare to breathe.
Sure enough, it didn't take long before it sounded footsteps and greeted. It was heard that the three men yawned and the other three began to chat. A chat is more than half an hour. After more than half an hour, he finally calmed down. Ling Fangping waited for a while before quietly moving over and glanced at it, suddenly speechless.
The three men sat on the stairs at the top of the stairs, blocking the stairs. It is bound to be alarmed by crossing the wall of the human body. Although it is not difficult to solve them with a gun equipped with a silencer, he does not want to scream at the moment of rescue.
After waiting for more than half an hour, the three walls were still there, and the sky was bright. Ling Fangping had to go downstairs and planned to continue the day in the toilet. Just two steps away, he heard the rhythmic footsteps coming from the stairs. It was too late to go down to the 17th floor. Ling Fangping sneaked into the shadow of the 18th floor. The footsteps were getting louder and louder. Ling Fangping held his breath silently and took a look from the crack in the door.