The bus moved forward slowly, and after more than half an hour, the teenager got off.

"Boss, how did you get here?" Lumine's voice rang out in the headset.

"What is this?" asked Sui Xing softly.

[Invisibility Charm] can hide the body, but the sound cannot be blocked. Sui Xing was too lazy to speak, and there was no need to use [masking spell] unless there were special circumstances.

No, pure math isn't good, just counting the time limit of a spell is enough to choke, add another one, hehe...

Lawrence District Police Department. Yeming replied with freshly soaked instant noodles and a chicken's nest-like messy hair, staring at the computer screen.

On the screen, there is an instant image captured by the surveillance camera at Suixing's current location. Of course, you can't see Suixing on the screen, because of the invisibility spell. But on another computer screen, the green dot representing the star is moving slowly.

As a remote technical support, Luminous has never disappointed Suixing.

"Boss, are you following the target?" There was a sound of sucking noodles, and Sui Xing frowned and didn't speak.

"The police station has three floors, with the general functional departments on the first and second floors, and the third floor is the office and case management center. ”

"He's certainly not here to report the crime. Sui Xing said softly: "This information is useless, what else is special about this police station?"

As Sui Xing thought, of course Fan Wujiang did not come to report the case.

Instead of going to the police station, he came to a high-rise building to the right of the police station.

Sui Xing followed the young man who aroused her curiosity more and more all the way to the top floor of the high-rise building.

After observing the topography of the rooftop, Fan Wujiang chose a location and took out a notebook and pen from his bag, as well as a pair of binoculars.

From time to time, he held up a telescope to look at the police station downstairs, the surrounding streets, and sometimes to check farther away. The pen kept writing something, and sketched a lot of graphics and numbers that Sui Xing couldn't understand.

Following Fan Wujiang's movements, Sui Xing looked at the police station from time to time, and after a moment, she understood.

He drew a simple floor plan of the police station, and some data was not within the scope of Sui Xing's knowledge.

Fan Wujiang was busy all morning, finally put down the binoculars and pen and paper, took out a bottle of water and chocolate from his bag, and after eating three or two bites, he found a sheltered corner and closed his eyes to make up for sleep.

Sui Xing sat on the fence on the edge of the rooftop, dangling his two long legs, and felt a little hungry when he touched his stomach.

Anyway, with [Talisman] following, the target can't be lost. Thinking so, Sui Xing flew down from the top floor and landed silently.

While passing through a no-man's alley, she unravels the invisibility spell. I found a convenience store nearby, nibbled on a hamburger and simply solved it, and after lunch, I connected to Yeming again.

"How?"

"Boss, there's a makeshift morgue on the basement floor of the police station. It took a bit of effort to hack into their system.

That, the target's father died in a fire accident, and because of the unclaimed body, it is now temporarily stored in the bureau. At... Cabinet 3. ”

"Okay, got it. ”

"What is this kid going to do? It's not going to steal the corpse, is it? Isn't it good to be generous enough to claim it?"

"Night Xiaoming. ”

"Hey, boss" Yeming looked happy, thinking that he was acting so well, and the boss was going to praise himself.

"It would be nice if you had half the IQ of someone else!"

The expectation of "............" is disappointed, and the pleasure is sparse.

"Okay, I'll go squint for a while, there's an event in the evening. ”

"Oh. Huh?" Ye Ming pursed his lips, and suddenly realized that something seemed to be wrong. I was still thinking about saying something, and the phone hung up again.

Back on the roof of the building, Sui Xing glanced at the young man who was catching up on sleep, lowered his head and pondered for a while.

Winter in North America is a fast time when night comes.

When it was close to six o'clock, Suixing, who was rubbing the heating in Xing's father and sleeping soundly, suddenly woke up.

The target is moving! Moving so quickly?

Sui Xing glanced at the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling glass, and realized that it was almost dusk. She stretched and yawned, and swaggered out under the gaze of many eyes.

Fan Wujiang came to the alley behind the police station, pushed a huge garbage bin to the fence of the police station, and measured the height of the fence.

Sui Xing couldn't understand what he was doing, but felt that this young man was getting more and more interesting.

At this time, the day police officers were at the end of duty, and all the officers on duty at night were not all in place. After Fan Wujiang had done all the preparations, he came to the gate of the police station and walked in naturally.

Usually, there are many international students and overseas Chinese who come here to go through formalities or something, so no one cares about this fair-eyed teenager at all.

He went into the bathroom and never came out.

As night fell, the three officers on duty were gathering in the antechamber to chat.

At a quarter past eight, Fan Wujiang jumped down from the toilet and pinched his numb legs.

He opened the door, removed the maintenance sign hanging on the door, walked to the bathroom door and looked at it, quickly slipped into the hallway, and tiptoed towards the basement.

Sui Xing followed behind, a little puzzled where the boy had learned that there was a morgue under the police station.

In the winter in North America, there is no need to turn on the air conditioner at all. In the basement, the chill penetrates the heart, burrowing into the bones from all directions.

Especially, it's a morgue like that. The lights were miserably white, bright but vague.

This young man is really a little different!

After Fan Wujiang touched the morgue, he began to look through the names on each cabinet one by one. When he stopped in front of Cabinet 3, Sui Xing saw that the young man's face trembled when he saw that he had not been expressionless all day.

Fan Wujiang pulled out cabinet No. 3, and there was a charred corpse lying inside.

His hands trembled slightly, and he searched for a moment on the charred corpse, and when he found a distorted watch on his wrist, he lowered his head.

His shoulders shook slightly, and he said very softly, "Dad!"

He pushed the cabinet back, and when he turned around, Sui Xing saw the tears on his face.

Without stopping, when Fan Wujiang left the morgue and walked upstairs, the police officer on duty was still chatting in the front hall. He walked briskly out of the hallway and down the aisle in the opposite direction of the antechamber.

The police station does not have a back door, but there is a backyard for car washing, and there are several police cars parked in the yard at this time.

Fan Wujiang went to the backyard and climbed onto the roof of an SUV police car closest to the wall. Compared to ordinary people, he is quite agile.

He stepped on the roof of the police car and jumped onto the fence with all his might. It was dangerous, and I almost fell off. After climbing to the top of the wall with great difficulty, he moved a few more meters, and when he turned over, he heard a 'clang'.

Sui Xing turned over the wall, as light as a master in a costume martial arts drama. It's a pity that no one can see such a handsome skill.

She almost burst out laughing when she saw the teenager roll out of the big dumpster.

It's so interesting! It's a pity, even if it's a half-blood!

The boy didn't care if his image was not imaged, and his mood had fallen to the bottom at this time.

There is no secret agent, a resurrection from the dead, or a fraudulent death.

Father... It's true...... Really, dead!

He wouldn't admit his mistake, even if he was burned and deformed, he could still recognize it as his father.

When he found two steel nails in the leg bones of the charred corpse, he had already confirmed his identity. Fan Ye was once injured and hit a steel nail to connect the bone.

And that watch. The watch that my father was reluctant to buy at a glance, and he worked odd jobs for a year to save enough money to buy a watch for his father's birthday, shattering his last illusion.

If you don't want to face it, the facts are in front of you.

Fan Wujiang didn't have time to be sentimental, he got up from the ground, and it was the right thing to leave here before the police officer on duty didn't realize it.

He didn't care if he thought too much about it or not, he couldn't take any risks.

God knows whether Dad and Uncle Qian were secret agents or not, and who they offended that led to their own hunting and killing.

Yes, it must be a hunt. Before he confirmed that his father was really dead, Fan Wujiang couldn't be sure of this. But now, he's sure.

At this moment, he had just stood up when there was a sound of footsteps at the mouth of the alley.

He didn't know who it was, maybe it was a passerby, but a strong sense of crisis told him that it must be that man!

Coo-goo-goo......

When he heard this voice, there was a feeling of explosion in the pores of his body.

Sure enough, since the other party was bent on finding him out, how could he let this place go?

He also knew that it was risky to come to the police station, but he had to do it. Unless he saw it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe that his father was really dead.

However, the other party guessed that he would come, and he also expected that the other party would set up an ambush.

And, some preparations were made for this......