Lin Luo quickly took off his backpack and took out a signal shielding box the size of a mobile phone box from the bag.

He quickly opened the lid of the box, took out the empty small crystal bottle in the box, and then, with a stroke of his mind, he split the mass of essence blood wrapped in his mouth in two, and divided a large portion into the crystal bottle. Leave only a small portion in your mouth.

Then quickly close the lid of the shield box and put the shield back in the backpack.

With the shielding of this signal shielding box, the secret realm warriors will not be able to track the blood signal in the brocade box no matter what. Only this drop in the mouth can continue to be tracked.

However, this drop is exactly where Lin Luo's plan lies.

He quickly rushed to the side of the road and looked at the speeding cars along the way.

In order to avoid being accidentally killed by the secret realm warriors, Lin Luo did not set his target on the car. Instead, they watched the speeding bus or coach passing by.

Finally, a coach bound for Washington came into Lin Luo's sight.

"That's it!" A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Lin Luo's mouth, and he said in a cold tone: "Aren't you able to track it? Then let you chase it to Washington!"

He stared at his luck, and at the moment when the car was speeding past him, he suddenly opened his mouth and vomited luck.

"Whoosh!"

The drop of blood spit out of his mouth, like an arrow off the string, hit the body of the long-distance bus with precision.

"Okay!" Lin Luo finished this step, without the slightest hesitation, turned around and rushed towards the light rail station not far away.

He managed his time so well that when he arrived at the station, the LRT train arrived just in time.

Lin Luo holds a monthly pass for the Los Angeles Light Rail train all the year round, and got on the train without any obstacles.

When the light rail train started and drifted away from this foundry, Lin Luo finally let out a long breath and slumped into his seat.

Close call.

Lin Luo finally escaped for the time being. But he knows that nothing is safe until he leaves the United States completely. Whether it is the all-out pursuit of the CIA and the Los Angeles police, or the pursuit of this mysterious young man.

However, compared to the two, Lin Luo was more afraid of this mysterious young man engraved with a mysterious symbol.

Not just because of his strength, but also because of his mystery.

As soon as he thought of this mysterious symbol, Lin Luo immediately forcibly cheered up, quickly opened his backpack, and took out paper and pen. Then, with extraordinary memory, this symbol was accurately restored.

"Is it a string of letters, or a symmetrical figure?" Lin Luo looked at the symbol in his hand and fell into deep thought.

It was a strange symbol he had never seen before.

This symbol, with its unique design, has an absolute symmetrical beauty. Just by this strange pattern, it can give a sense of mystery and rhythm.

Lin Luo stared at the pattern for a long time, put it in his bag, and took out the signal shielding box.

"Isotope serum!" Lin Luo didn't open the brocade box, just took it, and said in a daze: "There is actually such a tracking method." If it weren't for the fact that my cultivation method happened to be able to repel these isotope serums, there would be almost no way to crack this tracking method. ”

"The only way to do that is to do what the white killer said: replace all the blood in your body. But in this way, the price is too high!"

"Whew!" Lin Luo took a deep breath and said, "I don't know if Nuwa Pharmaceutical can use this drop of blood to also study an isotope serum with a tracking function." ”

In fact, the role of isotopes has long been widely used in chemistry, medicine and other fields. By monitoring the movement of isotope atoms, researchers study the process of organic reactions, and then understand the detailed process of chemical reactions.

But in the field of tracking, there is still a blank slate.

After all, how do you get these atoms to carry tracking signals?

Lin Luo's purpose of deliberately leaving a drop of essence blood was also in the consideration of research. He wanted to use Nuwa Pharmaceutical to also develop this isotope serum with tracking function.

Just as Lin Luo was deep in thought, in an alley near the foundry, the secret realm warrior roared wildly and slammed down the wall in front of him with a punch.

"Ah!" the young man roared in annoyance, "I will eat you alive." ”

He was led into this long alley within a radius of several miles by Lin Luo, but after a long-distance rush and wild pursuit, he did not catch up, but was trapped in the intricate alley.

No wonder he was thundering and knocking down the wall in front of him that blocked the way out.

After venting, he looked at the signal on the tracker that was rapidly leaving, and his eyes were full of murder, almost spewing fire.

He knew that Lin Luo had already left the long alley and left in the car.

"Nightshade, even if you flee to the ends of the earth, I can find you! Wait, when we meet again, it will be your death. The Mysteries turned around and ran back the way they came, toward the Cadillac parked near the factory.

Although the chairman has told him to stay alive, now, he has no patience.

A few minutes later, the Mysteries returned to Cadillac.

Click!

He plugged the tracker into the on-board satellite system.

"Lock the signal and calculate the time of pursuit. The secret realm warrior said in a cold tone.

The streamer flashed, and a pleasant voice sounded in the car: "Hello, the signal has been locked, according to the speed limit standard set by the National Transportation Bureau, it will take two hours, thirteen minutes and 27 seconds to catch up with the target." ”

"it!" roared the Secret Realm Warrior, "This standard is not set by us yet. How long will it take to chase with all your might!"

"Hello, this car is equipped with an ion engine, and if you go all out, you will be able to go at more than five hundred yards per hour. This speed has completely subverted the current automotive technology. Once you use it, it will immediately alarm the Security Bureau! This is something that the headquarters does not want to see, and if you force it to be used, the system will immediately report to the headquarters. "FK!" The secret realm warrior scolded angrily, but he couldn't do anything about this intelligent system, so he had to change his words: "The speed is set to two hundred and fifty yards per hour, calculate the time!"

Although the car is equipped with a variety of ultra-modern equipment, these high-tech technologies cannot be easily exposed to the sun. Otherwise, there will be extremely serious consequences.

Therefore, unless the headquarters allows it, it cannot be used rashly in normal times. Even if he is a secret realm warrior and has great authority, there is still nothing he can do at this point.

Therefore, when he heard the warning of the intelligent system, he could only give up.

"Thirty-one minutes and forty-two seconds!" the intelligent system responded.

"Let's go!" the Secret Realm Warrior roared angrily, "Night Fury, you still have half an hour to live!"

Just when the Secret Realm Warrior drove the Cadillac in the direction of Washington, he didn't know that Lin Luo had already taken the city light rail train and left in the direction of the opposite Union Railway Station.

Half an hour of life? What a shame to say! When you catch up with the passenger car and see the drop of blood dripping from the back of the bus, you can't help but vomit three liters of blood in anger.

Union Railway Station.

Lin Luo walked out of the station, and he had already changed into brand new clothes.

Although his face was still pale and his mental outlook was very bad, at least from the outside, there was no too obvious abnormality.

The old place where Bai Yi told him was in the alley behind Union Railway Station.

The alley is called Union Street, and although it is called "Street", it is actually an alley that even small trucks can't enter.

The alley is steeped in history, having been around for more than a hundred years. The entire alley is paved with ancient stone slabs. Because of their age, many of the stone slabs are cracked or missing.

The entire road is full of potholes, and sewage is accumulating everywhere.

It used to be the logistics channel of the Union Railway Station, where countless goods were transported onto trains by rickshaws, horse-drawn carriages and other ancient means of transportation.

In modern times, it was gradually abandoned.

The government has planned to tear down and rebuild this place several times, but it is difficult to start construction because of its close connection with the railway station.

This has led to the current situation.

Tattered, backward, and out of place in the whole of modern Los Angeles.

On weekdays, there are almost no people here.

But because of its specific historical roots, as well as the intricacies of transportation hubs, this obscure, dark, damp and backward alley has become one of Los Angeles' most famous underground worlds.

Here, there are drug dealers, underground casinos, black fists, red light districts, and all kinds of operators who don't see the light of day. Examples include counterfeit money makers, smugglers, smugglers, and counterfeit manufacturers.

The dim small western-style building that Lin Luo walked into at this moment was the extremely famous counterfeit witness maker in this alley.

Whether it's ID cards, passports, or all kinds of social documents, here, they can be made in a fake way.

Lin Luo walked very carefully, turning around in three steps, and his vigilance was very high.

At this stage, Rong has to be so vigilant.

Whether it is the CIA of the United States or the white youth with mysterious tattoos, he has to be extremely careful.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Lin Luo knocked on the rusty iron door of the small western-style building after making sure that he was not being tracked.

"Wow!"

At the lock of the iron door, in a modern electronic lock that was incompatible with the rusty iron door, a hoarse and deep voice came: "Please say the password and ID code!"

"The password is: Black Slave of Amstar! The ID code is: 1110. Lin Luo replied without thinking.

In 1839, the Amsta was a famous slave ship carrying 44 negroes from Havana to a sugar cane plantation in Cuba.

As a result, on the third night, the Negro Gate opened the chains, killed the captain and the guard, and took control of the ship.

Subsequently, this cargo ship without a professional crew floated to the United States. As a result, this case of murder and seizure of ships has brought great challenges to the justice of the United States, which has not completely abolished slavery.

The case was appealed all the way to the Supreme Court. The defense of blacks was John Quincy Adams, then 73 years old the sixth president of the United States.

He was the eldest son of John Adams, the author of the Declaration of Independence, and graduated from Harvard Law School and qualified as a lawyer.

He believed that "all men are created equal" and that these blacks were not goods, much less the property of Spaniards. They are free people who have been illegally kidnapped. Their act of killing is justified self-defense.

Eventually, all of these blacks were released.

Because this incident has a special historical significance in the history of black people in the United States, it is remembered by many people.

The secret manufacturer of false testimonies used this incident as a password.

As Lin Luo answered the correct ethereal and ID codes, the people in the small bungalow pressed the switch after making sure that both were correct.

The green light flashed on the electronic lock, and the rusty iron door slowly opened with a clang.

Then, not far away, at the entrance of the small bungalow shrouded in black, in front of an impermeable iron wall, a window suddenly opened. An old withered hand as black as charcoal stretched out.

(End of chapter)