Gradually, the black driver stopped arguing with Chen Xing, because Chen Xing was talking faster and faster, and the speed at which he was typing the keyboard became faster, and he was so busy that he closed his mouth.

As he kept tapping on the keyboard, he couldn't read the images on the computer screen, even if it was all typed out by his hands.

It wasn't until one video after another appeared on the computer screen, watching one video after another play one corner after another of the city, that the black driver realized.

This is the surveillance footage.

It is not that difficult to obtain the surveillance footage, unless it is not connected to the Internet, Chen Xing is confident that he can intercept these pictures, and under Chen Xing's command, the black driver tuned all these pictures to the day when Ah Tai disappeared.

On the computer screen, dozens of videos were played together, making the computer get stuck, and Chen Xing didn't ask the black driver to stop some of the videos, just asked him to keep speeding up.

"Quadruple speed. Chen Xing stared at the computer screen, and dozens of videos were printed in his eyes.

The black driver listened to Chen Xing's speed of quadruple, and the sudden increase in speed made the picture messy.

"Sixteen times. All the images were stored in Chen Xing's brain, and the brain with five points of intelligence was frantically processing the surging incoming information.

"Huh??" the black driver suspected that something was wrong with his ears.

"Thirty-two times. In just this second, Chen Xing felt sixteen times slower again, "Tune quickly." Finding that the driver's buddies were still in a daze, Chen Xing urged, his eyes still staring at the screen intently.

"Oh, good. Hearing Chen Xing say it so surely, the driver had to drop the speed to thirty-two times, to be honest, at this speed, he couldn't see the face on the screen at all.

Can this thing really be seen clearly? Or dozens of videos on a whole screen are thirty-two times together.

The black driver turned his head to look at Chen Xing, who was sitting on the side, and Chen Xing was staring straight at the computer screen at this moment, and the picture in his pupils changed as fast as a kaleidoscope.

After watching the surveillance for twenty minutes, Chen Xing closed his eyes, and the surging information in his mind was being searched quickly, one by one, one by one, countless faces crossed in his mind.

About a minute later, Chen Xing opened his eyes, and his black pupils changed back to the clear ancient well.

"Pick out the fourth, third-to-last monitor. Chen Xing asked the black driver to call up the surveillance video separately.

"Oh, good. The black driver was numb, he just kept doing what Chen Xing commanded.

That surveillance video is individually zoomed in.

Chen Xing saw the man who was talking on the phone in the phone booth, wearing a shirt full of summer atmosphere, standing in the phone booth on the side of the road with a thin body, holding the phone. The surveillance showed him on the side of his face.

From that side face, Chen Xing was sure that he was Ah Tai, and the last time Ah Tai appeared under surveillance, it was this picture.

Soon an off-road vehicle stopped on the street in front of it, and a bald head got out of the car and walked into the iron gate with a few people, and then Ah Tai left the phone booth and climbed into the house.

After that, there was no movement in front of the iron gate for some time.

A black man in a red suit came out, followed by four men in black suits, dressed out of style with the kind of people who lived here.

"Pause. Chen Xing saw this picture and asked the driver buddies to pause, and the black driver, who became Chen Xing's second hand, naturally obediently pressed the pause.

The man in the red suit was followed by four bodyguard-looking men carrying a bag of marijuana, which looked not like it was carrying something, but like it was carrying a person.

Finally, the black man in the red suit got into a black sedan and drove off the street.

After watching this surveillance, Chen Xing asked the black driver to help him call up a lot of surveillance videos, and the information was almost collected, Chen Xing left the Internet café with the black driver, and parted ways with the black driver at the door of the Internet café.

The black driver looked at the back of Chen Xing who was leaving, a little incredulous, called him over early in the morning, co-authored to do these things, and let him go when he was done?

Co-author: He's a tool guy??

I have seen it on the surveillance video, but Chen Xing still needs to see it with his own eyes.

Unlike the bungalows on the edge of the city, the black man in the red suit drove into the heart of the city.

In the center of the capital Luanda, on a prosperous street, Chen Xing saw the black car, which was parked in front of a store, which was not big, but it was very exquisite, and it looked like a very small store, but people who were a little attentive would find that there were no other shops around, and obviously this seemingly small store did not look so small after it.

The decoration style of the store door is very similar to that of a high-end club, and Chen Xing looked up and saw the name of the club.

"The death of Camões. ”

There may be many people in the world who take this name, but Chen Xing is 80% sure that it refers to a Portuguese poet, and Camões is arguably one of the most important poets in the history of Portuguese literature.

It also happened that he was born in Portugal as a nascent colonial empire, and when he died, the Portuguese empire began to decline. It can be said that in his life, Camões witnessed and experienced the development, expansion and decline of the Portuguese Empire.

The death of Camões, then, meant the decline of the Portuguese Empire and the demise of its colonial empire.

Camões's death, Chen Xing looked at the name of the bar depicted in Portuguese, interesting.

The door of the clubhouse was closed, it was not the time for the bar to open at all, of course it wouldn't open, Chen Xing walked around the clubhouse, knowing that he couldn't get in and left.

On a small island in the south of the capital, on a street lined with shops on both sides, Chen Xing once again sat on a bench in front of the store.

Holding a newspaper in his hand and looking at it, this is not today's newspaper, but the old newspaper in the past, the newspapers ordered by Gina in the past few days finally fell into Chen Xing's hands, and he stuffed them in a corner of the store, even Gina didn't know where Chen Xing stuffed these newspapers.

Gina walked out of the shop, leaning on the pillar in front of the store, Meimu swept a few pedestrians scattered on the street, the wind was blowing on the beach today, the weather was not so good, many seaside amusement facilities were stopped, and tourists were not very willing to take speedboats to this small island.

This damn gale, Gina cursed in her heart.

"What are you reading? What day is this newspaper? Gina didn't understand what Chen Xing was reading, what was there to look at in this old newspaper, Gina walked over and poked her head in front of the newspaper and looked at the report in the newspaper.

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