Out of the courtyard gate of the reporter's station, under the moonlight, Scholk's figure turned the corner of the wall and ran towards an abandoned residential house near the reporter's station, and disappeared into the night in an instant.

Needless to say, he descended the underground passage from the room.

It's a labyrinth of underground passages.

Naturally, Scholk already knew it. In this case, it's easy to lose it, and the most fearful thing is that the other party finds out that someone is following, and just hide where to kill you a back gun. Compared with Xiao Erke, who has been interviewing here for a year and a half, Yan Jiucheng came to this place for the first time, but he was not flustered, and when he saw Xiao Erke's figure entering the two-story abandoned building, he did not immediately follow up, but stopped.

Then, decisively, he turned around and walked to the left, entered another building, and quickly disappeared around the corner, but in the opposite direction to Shorer.

A human face appeared in front of Yan Jiucheng's eyes, and the human face was densely packed with maps. The nose of the face flashed with a small dot, and the place where the flash flashed was where Yan Jiucheng was, and the other direction with a small dot was the building where Sholk entered.

Two small dots moved on the map on the person's face, and Yan Jiucheng accurately located that after Xiao Erke entered the tunnel, there was only a corner after walking two hundred meters, and he quickly went down from another building to this corner.

It took less than two seconds to judge.

Sometimes, Gu Miqing would ask Yan Jiucheng, how do you remember when you see a person's face? Forget if you remember different faces, when you see the map on a person's face, how can you remember it all at once?

It's a dense labyrinth-like map!

Yan Jiucheng didn't know how to answer, he didn't seem to take any way, as soon as the face appeared, his brain remembered it, as if he was typing.

A brain that has been touched by a god is not something that mortal brains can understand.

Yan Jiucheng quickly walked into a building on the left, and then looked in the direction of the runway bathroom, and his eyes locked on the flush toilet in the moonlight. There are underground passages under every room in the war zone, which is somewhat similar to the tunnel warfare that broke out in your own country before. The only difference is that the tunnels under the previous tunnel battles are not as strong and wide as on this side.

Removing the flush toilet revealed a small hole that one person could enter, and after jumping down, it suddenly became clear. A cement underground passage about two meters high and three meters wide suddenly came into view.

Yan Jiucheng took out infrared sensor sunglasses from his pocket and put them on, pressed the switch, fortunately, there was no infrared trigger*, and then, he took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight, turned on the watch on his hand, and the camera of the watch filmed everything.

The moment he pressed the watch, Xuanlin's computer could directly see everything recorded on the watch.

Yan Jiucheng is the eyes of the team, bringing the information of the front line to his opponents, every time he acts, Yan Jiucheng must open his watch to take pictures and records, on the one hand, it is convenient to record, and then analyze, on the other hand, it is more cruel: once an assassination occurs, his teammates can see who killed him.

Xuan Lin stared at the screen deadly, and saw that the underground passage that appeared on the screen was incomparable, and there were many, many forks in the road around, but Yan Jiucheng didn't need to think about each fork in the road, and directly chose the right road.

"Good cow, sometimes the human brain is better than the computer. Xuan Lin couldn't help but admire, and immediately opened another laptop to lock the network he had checked throughout the city, in case anyone was tracking Yan Jiucheng's signal.

The screen was very quiet, and Yan Jiucheng's signal was not tracked by anyone.

Xuan Lin, who saw this scene, breathed a sigh of relief slightly, which showed that everyone had not been exposed and had not been targeted.

Yan Jiucheng came to the corner, his speed was much faster than Shaloke's, squatting on the mezzanine around the corner, turning off the flashlight of his mobile phone, and the surroundings became dark.

Look ahead only through infrared sunglasses.

Suddenly, I heard a footstep running quickly, but not in the direction of Scholk, but in another direction.

Yan Jiucheng hurriedly flashed to a more hidden mezzanine, no longer showing his head to observe, but squatting down and secretly aiming his hand in the direction of the corner, zooming in on the camera.

A somewhat slender man ran around the corner, and at the same time, Scholk arrived.

"How is it? Is the news accurate?" Schork looked around, and the two of them extinguished their flashlights, squatted down, and lowered their voices, while Yan Jiucheng, who was separated by a wall from them, held his breath and recorded everything on his watch.

"Exactly. The slender man pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket: "Here you go." ”

Shorer took the piece of paper and looked at it, frowning: "I knew he had a problem." ”

The slender man held out his hand and smiled.

Scholke glanced at the man, then took out a pile of currency from his pocket and put it in the man's hand.

"We people here love to do business with you, money will always be so reliable. The slender man laughed, and he put the stack of money to his nose and sniffed deeply: "I like the smell of money the most." ”

Shorer smiled and looked around waryly: "Who doesn't like the smell of money?"

"You don't understand. The man kissed the stack of money, and then put it in the pocket closest to his heart, and the people of this place always put the most precious things in the pocket closest to their heart, just like the boy who took Yan Jiucheng's cigarette.

Close to the heart, things are there, people are there.

"You love money because it brings you happiness. I love money because it gives me life and is the life of my whole family. "That* got up and cat's waist: "With the money, I will leave with my family in a few days, leaving this hellish place!"

Sholk turned on the flashlight, then picked up the camera and snapped two pictures at the man.

"Don't show your face. The man leaned over: "I'll have to wait until I'm out of here." ”

"No, look. Shorke turned the camera up, the man looked at it and nodded, and Scholk handed the note to the man: "You hold the note, I'll take a picture of your hand." ”

The man did so.

just muttered: "I said, why have you stayed here for so long, the other war correspondents will leave in a month at most, and you have been here for a year, right?"

Mr. Shorer took a cigarette, took a puff and threw it on the ground to extinguish it, squinted at the picture in the camera, seemed dissatisfied, and took a few more pictures of the man's hand holding the note.

"You better leave quickly, how many war correspondents have died over the years, didn't Lao Bai and his wife die yesterday? The man looked at Shork worriedly and persuaded.

Scholk shook his head: "I'm a war correspondent, I can't go." ”

"So many war correspondents are gone, stay for a month at most, take some photos and leave, I heard that when they go back, they can write a book of war correspondents and make a lot of money, why do you want to ...... here"

Scholke shook his head again, squinting at the camera and saying, "I haven't captured the truth yet." ”

"Don't want your life?!"

"Hmm. Scholke nodded affirmatively: "I don't know if you've heard the saying, Robert; ‘’”

Life is a war correspondent's gamble.

It's just that some war correspondents are willing to risk their lives for the truth, and some are not.

Yan Jiucheng listened, his brows furrowed, listening to Xiao Erke's words, this is a particularly hot-blooded war correspondent, and he doesn't seem to be a bad guy.

"The address is also gone, you go first, I have to take a picture. Scholke said, sling the camera on his body.

"Be careful, I'm leaving. The man covered his chest with the money and disappeared at the fork in the road.

Xiao Erke moved forward quickly, Yan Jiucheng followed, but he was afraid of exposing himself, so he was about fifty meters away from him, sometimes he could only judge what direction he was going by sound, sometimes he couldn't hear the sound, and he could only guess where Xiao Erke had gone through the map in his mind.

After running for more than ten minutes, Scholk's voice disappeared into the tunnel, Yan Jiucheng looked around, and when he went up, it was at least a thousand meters away from the international reporter station.

This is a neighborhood where there are different kinds of people, including the poor and the strongholds of certain organizations.

There were five exits near here, and Yan Jiucheng chose one exit away from the intersection and climbed up.

As soon as he went up, he heard a little girl's low suppressed cry, which made people's hearts break when they heard it, he hurriedly hid to the side, secretly looked at the intersection, and saw a little girl, black skin, kneeling on the ground, and in front of her was a headless corpse.

Yan Jiucheng was stunned, wasn't this the dark-skinned, five-year-old little girl who had just been intercepted in the car?

"Brother......" The little girl covered her mouth, as if she was afraid that her voice would be too loud, but she really couldn't control her emotions, and her voice still sounded uncontrollably.

It seems that the corpse that fell to the ground is her brother, but at Yan Jiucheng's angle, only his feet can be seen, and the part of his body is blocked by the earthen wall, but looking at the blood flowing on the ground, I am afraid that he has just died not long ago.

Thinking of the gunfire I just heard, it should be the one who died in the shootout just now.

According to ordinary thoughts, seeing this scene, he should immediately step forward and pick up the little girl, after all, a four or five-year-old girl knelt in front of the corpse, covering her mouth and not daring to cry but she made a sound, which was too sad.

And it's too dangerous, there was just a shootout here, maybe there will be more. Picking her up, comforting her, and taking her away are steps that a normal person would think of.

But Shorke, who arrived this time, did not do this, he quickly took out his camera, pointed it at the little girl and the corpse, and clicked and photographed.

Several photos were taken in all directions.

"Don't shoot!" the little girl suddenly began to cry, she picked up the stone on the ground and threw it at Shorek: "You demons!"

Sholk didn't dodge, but pressed the shutter faster, recording the anger on the little girl's face the moment the stone was thrown.

Yan Jiucheng's watch was aimed at all this, he turned to the other side with his waist bent, wanting to see what kind of person this corpse was, and when he grabbed it, he was stunned.

The head of the corpse has been cut off.

A large hole in the chest.

The little girl, covered in blood, knelt beside the headless male corpse, no longer caring about safety or safety, and wailed and threw stones at Shorek, shouting: "He is my only relative! Get out! Get out! You demons!"

Crying echoed through the streets.

Suddenly, a gunshot was heard in the distance.

The little girl trembled with fright, and stood up trembling slightly, and the great fear made her urinate at once, and her whole body trembled, and her little skirt was full of urine and blood from the corpse.

"I've never seen a dead man! I'll shoot you again!" a vicious voice came: "It's noisy!"

Yan Jiucheng wanted to rush over and pick up the little girl and leave this hell.

But he couldn't.

Because of Chapter 113: The Bet

Out of the courtyard gate of the reporter's station, under the moonlight, Scholk's figure turned the corner of the wall and ran towards an abandoned residential house near the reporter's station, and disappeared into the night in an instant.

Needless to say, he descended the underground passage from the room.

It's a labyrinth of underground passages.

Naturally, Scholk already knew it. In this case, it's easy to lose it, and the most fearful thing is that the other party finds out that someone is following, and just hide where to kill you a back gun. Compared with Xiao Erke, who has been interviewing here for a year and a half, Yan Jiucheng came to this place for the first time, but he was not flustered, and when he saw Xiao Erke's figure entering the two-story abandoned building, he did not immediately follow up, but stopped.

Then, decisively, he turned around and walked to the left, entered another building, and quickly disappeared around the corner, but in the opposite direction to Shorer.

A human face appeared in front of Yan Jiucheng's eyes, and the human face was densely packed with maps. The nose of the face flashed with a small dot, and the place where the flash flashed was where Yan Jiucheng was, and the other direction with a small dot was the building where Sholk entered.

Two small dots moved on the map on the person's face, and Yan Jiucheng accurately located that after Xiao Erke entered the tunnel, there was only a corner after walking two hundred meters, and he quickly went down from another building to this corner.

It took less than two seconds to judge.

Sometimes, Gu Miqing would ask Yan Jiucheng, how do you remember when you see a person's face? Forget if you remember different faces, when you see the map on a person's face, how can you remember it all at once?

It's a dense labyrinth-like map!

Yan Jiucheng didn't know how to answer, he didn't seem to take any way, as soon as the face appeared, his brain remembered it, as if he was typing.

A brain that has been touched by a god is not something that mortal brains can understand.

Yan Jiucheng quickly walked into a building on the left, and then looked in the direction of the runway bathroom, and his eyes locked on the flush toilet in the moonlight. There are underground passages under every room in the war zone, which is somewhat similar to the tunnel warfare that broke out in your own country before. The only difference is that the tunnels under the previous tunnel battles are not as strong and wide as on this side.

Removing the flush toilet revealed a small hole that one person could enter, and after jumping down, it suddenly became clear. A cement underground passage about two meters high and three meters wide suddenly came into view.

Yan Jiucheng took out infrared sensor sunglasses from his pocket and put them on, pressed the switch, fortunately, there was no infrared trigger*, and then, he took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight, turned on the watch on his hand, and the camera of the watch filmed everything.

The moment he pressed the watch, Xuanlin's computer could directly see everything recorded on the watch.

Yan Jiucheng is the eyes of the team, bringing the information of the front line to his opponents, every time he acts, Yan Jiucheng must open his watch to take pictures and records, on the one hand, it is convenient to record, and then analyze, on the other hand, it is more cruel: once an assassination occurs, his teammates can see who killed him.

Xuan Lin stared at the screen deadly, and saw that the underground passage that appeared on the screen was incomparable, and there were many, many forks in the road around, but Yan Jiucheng didn't need to think about each fork in the road, and directly chose the right road.

"Good cow, sometimes the human brain is better than the computer. Xuan Lin couldn't help but admire, and immediately opened another laptop to lock the network he had checked throughout the city, in case anyone was tracking Yan Jiucheng's signal.

The screen was very quiet, and Yan Jiucheng's signal was not tracked by anyone.

Xuan Lin, who saw this scene, breathed a sigh of relief slightly, which showed that everyone had not been exposed and had not been targeted.

Yan Jiucheng came to the corner, his speed was much faster than Shaloke's, squatting on the mezzanine around the corner, turning off the flashlight of his mobile phone, and the surroundings became dark.

Look ahead only through infrared sunglasses.

Suddenly, I heard a footstep running quickly, but not in the direction of Scholk, but in another direction.

Yan Jiucheng hurriedly flashed to a more hidden mezzanine, no longer showing his head to observe, but squatting down and secretly aiming his hand in the direction of the corner, zooming in on the camera.

A somewhat slender man ran around the corner, and at the same time, Scholk arrived.

"How is it? Is the news accurate?" Schork looked around, and the two of them extinguished their flashlights, squatted down, and lowered their voices, while Yan Jiucheng, who was separated by a wall from them, held his breath and recorded everything on his watch.

"Exactly. The slender man pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket: "Here you go." ”

Shorer took the piece of paper and looked at it, frowning: "I knew he had a problem." ”

The slender man held out his hand and smiled.

Scholke glanced at the man, then took out a pile of currency from his pocket and put it in the man's hand.

"We people here love to do business with you, money will always be so reliable. The slender man laughed, and he put the stack of money to his nose and sniffed deeply: "I like the smell of money the most." ”

Shorer smiled and looked around waryly: "Who doesn't like the smell of money?"

"You don't understand. The man kissed the stack of money, and then put it in the pocket closest to his heart, and the people of this place always put the most precious things in the pocket closest to their heart, just like the boy who took Yan Jiucheng's cigarette.

Close to the heart, things are there, people are there.

"You love money because it brings you happiness. I love money because it gives me life and is the life of my whole family. "That* got up and cat's waist: "With the money, I will leave with my family in a few days, leaving this hellish place!"

Sholk turned on the flashlight, then picked up the camera and snapped two pictures at the man.

"Don't show your face. The man leaned over: "I'll have to wait until I'm out of here." ”

"No, look. Shorke turned the camera up, the man looked at it and nodded, and Scholk handed the note to the man: "You hold the note, I'll take a picture of your hand." ”

The man did so.

just muttered: "I said, why have you stayed here for so long, the other war correspondents will leave in a month at most, and you have been here for a year, right?"

Mr. Shorer took a cigarette, took a puff and threw it on the ground to extinguish it, squinted at the picture in the camera, seemed dissatisfied, and took a few more pictures of the man's hand holding the note.

"You better leave quickly, how many war correspondents have died over the years, didn't Lao Bai and his wife die yesterday? The man looked at Shork worriedly and persuaded.

Scholk shook his head: "I'm a war correspondent, I can't go." ”

"So many war correspondents are gone, stay for a month at most, take some photos and leave, I heard that when they go back, they can write a book of war correspondents and make a lot of money, why do you want to ...... here"

Scholke shook his head again, squinting at the camera and saying, "I haven't captured the truth yet." ”

"Don't want your life?!"

"Hmm. Scholke nodded affirmatively: "I don't know if you've heard the saying, Robert; ‘’”

Life is a war correspondent's gamble.

It's just that some war correspondents are willing to risk their lives for the truth, and some are not.

Yan Jiucheng listened, his brows furrowed, listening to Xiao Erke's words, this is a particularly hot-blooded war correspondent, and he doesn't seem to be a bad guy.

"The address is also gone, you go first, I have to take a picture. Scholke said, sling the camera on his body.

"Be careful, I'm leaving. The man covered his chest with the money and disappeared at the fork in the road.

Xiao Erke moved forward quickly, Yan Jiucheng followed, but he was afraid of exposing himself, so he was about fifty meters away from him, sometimes he could only judge what direction he was going by sound, sometimes he couldn't hear the sound, and he could only guess where Xiao Erke had gone through the map in his mind.

After running for more than ten minutes, Scholk's voice disappeared into the tunnel, Yan Jiucheng looked around, and when he went up, it was at least a thousand meters away from the international reporter station.

This is a neighborhood where there are different kinds of people, including the poor and the strongholds of certain organizations.

There were five exits near here, and Yan Jiucheng chose one exit away from the intersection and climbed up.

As soon as he went up, he heard a little girl's low suppressed cry, which made people's hearts break when they heard it, he hurriedly hid to the side, secretly looked at the intersection, and saw a little girl, black skin, kneeling on the ground, and in front of her was a headless corpse.

Yan Jiucheng was stunned, wasn't this the dark-skinned, five-year-old little girl who had just been intercepted in the car?

"Brother......" The little girl covered her mouth, as if she was afraid that her voice would be too loud, but she really couldn't control her emotions, and her voice still sounded uncontrollably.

It seems that the corpse that fell to the ground is her brother, but at Yan Jiucheng's angle, only his feet can be seen, and the part of his body is blocked by the earthen wall, but looking at the blood flowing on the ground, I am afraid that he has just died not long ago.

Thinking of the gunfire I just heard, it should be the one who died in the shootout just now.

According to ordinary thoughts, seeing this scene, he should immediately step forward and pick up the little girl, after all, a four or five-year-old girl knelt in front of the corpse, covering her mouth and not daring to cry but she made a sound, which was too sad.

And it's too dangerous, there was just a shootout here, maybe there will be more. Picking her up, comforting her, and taking her away are steps that a normal person would think of.

But Shorke, who arrived this time, did not do this, he quickly took out his camera, pointed it at the little girl and the corpse, and clicked and photographed.

Several photos were taken in all directions.

"Don't shoot!" the little girl suddenly began to cry, she picked up the stone on the ground and threw it at Shorek: "You demons!"

Sholk didn't dodge, but pressed the shutter faster, recording the anger on the little girl's face the moment the stone was thrown.

Yan Jiucheng's watch was aimed at all this, he turned to the other side with his waist bent, wanting to see what kind of person this corpse was, and when he grabbed it, he was stunned.

The head of the corpse has been cut off.

A large hole in the chest.

The little girl, covered in blood, knelt beside the headless male corpse, no longer caring about safety or safety, and wailed and threw stones at Shorek, shouting: "He is my only relative! Get out! Get out! You demons!"

Crying echoed through the streets.

Suddenly, a gunshot was heard in the distance.

The little girl trembled with fright, and stood up trembling slightly, and the great fear made her urinate at once, and her whole body trembled, and her little skirt was full of urine and blood from the corpse.

"I've never seen a dead man! I'll shoot you again!" a vicious voice came: "It's noisy!"

Yan Jiucheng wanted to rush over and pick up the little girl and leave this hell.

But he couldn't.

Because Shorer hadn't left yet, he was still shooting wildly at the little girl, and the sound of clicking, accompanied by the helplessness and fear of the little girl who was desperately closing her mouth to prevent herself from crying, looked particularly cold in the moonlight.

Cameras in hell, ringing non-stop.

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