Hidden Assassin: Section 243 without a trace

Jia Ming, you coward...

Gritting his teeth, silent words lingered on his lips, but he couldn't yell out anyway. My little mother and the others followed. If Jia Ming really came to New York, he would have something he wanted to do. However, at this moment, I want to see him once anyway, even if I only see him once and don’t say anything. Okay, at least let her be sure that he really came here...

The front is full of crowded people, spreading messages such as gunfights and mafia fighting on it. The riots continue to expand step by step, and people up and down are running down the electronic escalator, loudly The shouts of the people came and went, and there seemed to be guards in the rear trying to control the order, but the effect was minimal. The little mother's voice kept ringing in the back, but she did not dare to stay. In any case, since Jia Ming wanted to hide, she would never let her see it in a place where there were familiar people.

Between noisy and clamor, Yahan leaned on the stair railing desperately, and was almost squeezed to the ground several times. After one floor, it was another floor, searching for the crowd that could be seen, forwards and backwards. Afterwards, the crowded heads seemed to be able to distinguish hair color and race. Finally, I finally got down to the first floor. The huge indoor fountain played with the sound of the music, and the silhouettes in front of us were also changing, but no matter what I couldn’t find the figure she wanted to see. She turned her head and looked upstairs. The crowd was crowded on the escalators downstairs. Seeing her turning back, Xiaoma waved the shopping bag in her hand vigorously and swept it over. On the first floor, second floor, and third floor, but nothing but strange faces...

Gu Jiaming, don't let me find you...

For whether Jia Ming is here. In fact, she was not very sure, but she was in another country, and she had this idea subconsciously since she saw the figure similar to Jian Suyan yesterday. Jia Ming is very powerful. But a powerful person may not be Jia Ming, she certainly understands these. However, when the hidden person fired, it felt so strong, that constantly flashing figure, exactly like the elegant woman of Jian Suyan... made her run down desperately.

Mother and the others were already down the last flight of stairs. She turned her head and walked out a few steps blankly in the crowd. Not far away, a thin and tall man squeezed out of the crowd in some panic, and looked back. Wei walked forward blankly...

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"Hey, Zhuang..."

"Why are you so messy, have you been discovered?"

"No, two mafia families are fighting. This mall is in chaos, I am following Zhang Yahan's land now. She is alone now, separated from the bodyguards and the fat man who has awakened from Yanhuang..."

"Beware of Jian Suyan. Al. You are the best stalker, I don't want to lose you..."

"There is no suspicious person nearby. The situation is very chaotic, it is difficult to grasp the whole situation, Zhuang, I still have fifteen seconds of safety time..."

"Do you want to..."

"Yes."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"OK, good luck..."

Concise dialogue, he walked a few steps forward naturally, and the group of bodyguards only got down half of the escalator. Zhang Yahan walked blankly a few steps ahead, looking left and right, he naturally extended his right hand in In the clothes, six meters, five meters, four meters, three meters...close...

A distance of only two meters, it seems that you can reach the back of the woman in front of you with a hand and a step. After that step, you can reach the back of a column, which is invisible to the bodyguards on the escalator. At the dead corner, he had to pull out his gun, and suddenly his body stiffened for a moment.

Someone pressed the back of his head, and immediately, the other hand entered the edge of his eyelid, gently rounded his neck, and then pulled it back, looking like he had pulled a zipper. Everything happened in an instant. The hand pressed on the back of his head gently picked off the micro intercom on his earlobe. The cold in the neck penetrated into the internal organs, his left hand held the neck, and the blood cut the incision from the thin blade. It oozes out, and it can't be restrained no matter what.

The strength of the whole body seems to be pulled away in an instant, and it is only one meter away from the woman in front, as if standing behind her, but she is speechless and unable to make movements, the woman is still at a loss Turning his head and trotting away in one direction, he staggered back a few steps, leaned back on the pillar, and sat on the ground gently, blood coming out of his fingers...

A figure went in the opposite direction, put on the headset, and turned on the communication channel.

"Hello? Chuang?"

"Who are you...How is Al?"

"He, listen carefully..." There was silence for a while, and a certain female hysterical scream came from the noisy crowd: "Oh, it can make a well-bred lady make such a sound , I think she must have seen a lot of blood, and we have to eliminate the horror film factor, what do you think?"

"Who are you? What do you want?"

"The person you want to deal with, I want to talk to you."

"What are you talking about?"

"For example, the declaration of war between our two sides, or the matter of peace talks..."

In such a conversation, the people over there will naturally not know. Jia Ming has taken apart the micro intercom, opened the watch cover, and pulled out a thin piece of copper

Following the above, countless codes representing addresses scrolled up on the watch screen

This type of so-called negotiation, of course, has no meaning at all. After a while, Jia Ming threw the miniature machine on the ground and smashed it with his foot. He looked back at the more turbulent crowd over there, remembering Down the address on the watch.

"It's just like Detective Conan, isn't it..." muttering to himself, he turned to join the chaotic crowd and walked out the door.

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The moment before the scream of "Ah--", Xiaoma and a few bodyguards ran to Yahan's side: "Why did you run? Who did you see? You said... …"

"I, I'm afraid... I read it wrong, I don't know... I can't say..." Somewhat bewildered, he shook his head, and then the terrifying scream shocked everyone around him and turned his head. go with. I saw a man sitting on the ground leaning on a pillar in the hall, his left hand pressed tightly on his neck, blood flowed from between his fingers to his clothes, his eyes were still staring, but he was obviously dead. , Or that... there is no possibility of treatment anymore.

"Yahan, let's don't...don't go there..." Yahan dragged on and wanted to go over to see what happened. My little mother stammered and talked far and near, and some people quickly avoided it. Some people crowded up curiously and enthusiastically, and the steamed buns who were following rushed up first, squatting in front of him.

"What's wrong with you? What's the matter?"

Ask aloud, but the other party is obviously unable to answer again. Gently moved a finger that the other party put on his neck, and more blood suddenly poured out. Seeing this man's right hand still in his clothes, he stretched out his hand and drew it lightly. I saw that man pulled out his right hand. He was still holding a gun firmly in his hand. Mantou was so frightened that he jumped out two steps: "Wow..."

Seeing that the other party has a gun, he doesn't seem to want to care about it anymore. Taking out a tissue to wipe the blood on his hands, he walked back to the two women: "Uh, it seems that... someone had cut his throat, he had a gun in his hand, and... I was on the escalator. There seems to be an impression. This person seems to have deliberately approached Miss Zhang. Well, you were on the other side of the pillar at the time. Did Mr. Chen have an impression?"

"Yes, I also have the impression that this person has been close to the lady." All trained professionals naturally have their own memory methods, and they can reproduce things large and small in a certain period of time in their brains. Then Mr. Chen recalled and nodded. The little mother said in a flustered mind: "Then...what does that mean?"

"It means that this person originally wanted to be disadvantageous to the young lady. Someone gave him a secret and saved the young lady... This person is very powerful..."

"Why...Why would anyone want to kill Yahandi?" Suddenly hearing such news, Xiaoma called out anxiously.

"It doesn't have to be killing, it's probably kidnapping..."

Mr. Chen was explaining these things, and Di Yahan from the back suddenly broke free from her little mother's hand, ran a few steps closer to the person who died on the ground, and looked at the blood pouring out of the ground, but there was no fear or nausea at all. It showed that, the next moment, she turned her body and kept looking at the people around her.

"Yahan, you..."

"Mother, don't come here!" Seeing that my mother was about to follow, Yahan ran out two steps, waved his hand and shouted loudly. This time, my little mother didn't make any concessions, and her voice was stern: "I No matter who it is! Don't run around! You are in danger!"

"I'm not in danger, don't follow me! He will protect my land!"

Speaking loudly, her face was so anxious that she was about to cry. After a while, Yahan cried out in tears: "Don't follow me, I will go back, please, just beg you for this Once... he will protect me, I will be fine, I want to see him, he won't come out to see me if you follow me~ IndoMTL.com~ I really want to see him, please..."

Speaking of which, Yahan has already cried loudly, tears rustling from her eyes, the little mother turned her head to one side, wiped her nose and mouth with her hand, looking straight at her, speaking quickly Somewhat quickly: "You know, I'm not your real mother... But I treat you like a real sister. It doesn't matter if you say your biological daughter... So if you dare to make any accident..." She yelled suddenly, " ...Then I will die for you to see!"

"Thank you, Mom." Yahan laughed, wiped away her tears, turned and ran to the door.

Looking at her running away, my little mother said in a daze, "How come you have become like this? We didn't offend anyone when we came to the United States this time...what the **** is this!"

"Don't worry, Miss Zhang will be fine."

"Yes, don't worry."

Aside, Mantou and Mr. Chen comforted her quickly.

Ahead, there is a crowd of people.

Pushing open the door, she rushed out of the wind and snow.