Although Peng Jialu thought that the so-called best solution was nothing more than choosing between the two options of using a knife or a gun, she did not say yes, but nodded slightly.

The two of them wandered around the street for a while, and after getting acquainted with their surroundings better, they returned to the hotel to rest. I don't know if it's because I'm tired of shopping, Cheng Zhichao didn't do anything bad to Peng Jialu today, but let Miss Peng sleep well.

Early the next morning, Cheng Zhichao and Peng Jialu went out early, this time by car, the main purpose was to familiarize themselves with the retreat route. They are here to kill, not to die, so they must be extra careful in the choice of retreat routes.

This was another whole day, and I didn't come back until the evening. The innkeeper thought he was quite familiar with the Chinese couple, and when they returned, he enthusiastically recommended things to do in the surroundings.

Cheng Zhichao and Peng Jialu had a false relationship with the boss and returned to the house again.

"Tomorrow is Friday, Mr. Xiaoqiang should be back." After washing her face, Peng Jialu sat at the head of the bed and slowly combed her hair with a delicate small comb, seemingly talking to herself, but she was actually talking to Cheng Zhichao.

Due to the habit of keeping short hair in the army, her hair was not too long, but since Cheng Zhichao vaguely proposed that she still likes long-haired beauties, especially the kind of waist-length hair, Peng Jialu began to grow her hair, and now she is in a state of not being long or short, with jet-black hair hanging below the shoulders, about 20 centimeters away from the waist, but it has begun to take shape. And Peng Jialu has to spend more time taking care of her hair every day, and only when she has time, she will take out a comb and comb it.

Cheng Zhichao was half-lying on the bed. Looking at her combing her hair, there was a hint of appreciation in her eyes: "Yes, it's time to go home and reunite." ”

"When are you going to do it?"

"We'll see how it goes tomorrow."

"In my opinion, I can simply take him down the day after tomorrow." Peng Jialu put down the comb and turned her head, her eyes full of anger.

Cheng Zhichao shook his head: "It's not good, we just reconnoitred the surrounding environment of his house." As for whether there will be any changes after he and the other officers return home, we don't know anything, just in case, this week it is better to focus on reconnaissance, and after having first-hand information, it is not too late to do it next week. ”

Peng Jialu said with a smile: "Why are the special forces people so careful every time they act?" ”

"Sister, I'm not a member of the special forces now, okay? Besides, in the past, when we were on missions, we all went out together as a detachment. There are more than a dozen people, and there is always a response to each other. But now it's just the two of us, and we have to be careful and careful. ”

Peng Jialu smiled slightly, and picked up the comb again: "What's wrong with the two of us?" Do you not believe in yourself or do you not believe me? ”

"They all believe it, and they don't believe it." Cheng Zhichao lay on the bed, closed his eyes and sighed, "The success or failure of the mission, now I don't care at all." Even if it's a miss. If we didn't kill Mr. Xiaoqiang, we still have a chance in the future. Most importantly. Neither of us can hurt anyone, especially you. ”

"Do you really think of this place as a tiger's den in Longtan?" Peng Jialu was very moved in her heart, but she was still tough in her mouth, "This is a family home, even if there is a garrison, it is also some logistics arms with no combat effectiveness." It's not like you didn't see it. At night, even those on duty are asleep, what is so terrible about such a unit? ”

"The rotten ship also has three pounds of nails."

"But it's a rotten ship, and even the nails are about to rot. I noticed that there was basically no one at the sentry post at the door. Even if there are two recruits standing there occasionally, they don't have guns, they just pretend to be, and they don't have to be afraid of them at all. ”

Cheng Zhichao smiled bitterly.

What Peng Jialu said was indeed the truth, and he also noticed this, and he was still wondering why the person standing guard did not stand on the sentry post, but hid in the duty room next to him. When he thought that this was just a family area, his heart was relieved. Some of the family quarters in the country are even looser than this, and many troops are set up in family homes outside the barracks, and there are no garrisons, let alone standing guards. Only the family quarters where those high-ranking generals are located will be heavily guarded.

"That can't be taken lightly, let's go back in the evening."

"Okay, listen to you." Peng Jialu nodded with a smile, walked to Cheng Zhichao's side and lay down, grabbing his hand generously and pillowing it behind his head, "I want to sleep, hug me." Wake me up at twelve o'clock in the evening. ”

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At twelve o'clock in the evening, Cheng Zhichao woke up Peng Jialu on time, and the two changed into camouflage uniforms, slipped down from the window like last time, and once again climbed over the wall and entered the family home.

In the garrison barracks, it was still the same, and both the officers on duty and the leaders were already asleep. However, the lighting rate in the family area is much higher, and Cheng Zhichao also found that the camera that was destroyed by himself has not been repaired until now.

Young Master Cheng was very helpless.

When destroying the camera, he was afraid that people would see that the camera was man-made, so he didn't use violent measures, but just did something at the connection of the camera's number of lines, so that even if others found that the camera was broken, the results of the inspection would be considered to be a long time and the equipment was a little old. At most, the connection will be re-connected, and there will be no suspicion that someone is sabotaging.

But now that I look at it, this camera is simply an ornament, and no one pays attention to it at all, and Cheng Zhichao even doubts that the computer connected to the other end of the camera has a special person to manage it.

But this is also a good thing, the more lax the other party's defense, the greater his chances of success.

When they came to the door of Mr. Xiaoqiang's house, they found that the lights in Mr. Xiaoqiang's house were still on, but they were not all on, but the lights in the master bedroom were on, and the small bedroom was pitch black, obviously the child had slept. As for Mr. Xiaoqiang, the two of them haven't slept so late, what are they doing? Needless to say, you can guess.

"What a blessing." Cheng Zhichao shook his head and sighed.

In China, the family members of cadres at and above the battalion level are allowed to join the army, but they can only live in the family rooms arranged by the troops. really made Cheng Zhichao envious.

Peng Jialu coughed lightly: "Go into the hospital and take a look?" ”

"Forget it, the two of them are whispering, it's not good for us to go in and disturb them." Cheng Zhichao shook his head seriously.

"So what are we going to do?"

"Sit down for a while." After Cheng Zhichao finished speaking, he found a place in the bushes and sat down, staring at the window of Mr. Xiaoqiang's house without blinking.

Peng Jialu sat next to him, and after a while, she suddenly laughed: "Hey, have you noticed that the two of us are quite boring." The two of them were whispering in the house. The two of us sat here staring at someone's window. ”

"I'm not bored." Cheng Zhichao picked a leaf and put it in his mouth, and said boredly: "Not only do I not feel bored, but I also think it's quite interesting." You see, this is also a military camp with garrisons, but it is easier for us two idlers to come and go freely than it is to enter our vegetable garden, and it seems that we really have to find an opportunity to teach these soldiers a lesson. ”

"That's your luck. Entered such a place. ”

"Maybe, I've always had good luck." Cheng Zhichao nodded and admitted that his luck was good.

It was two o'clock in the morning. Mr. Xiaoqiang's lights were finally extinguished, and Cheng Zhichao and Peng Jialu also ended their tasks and returned to the hotel. The next night, two people who were unwilling to be lonely slipped away outside Mr. Xiaoqiang's house again. But this time I came in through the back door of the barracks, and it was also very smooth, as someone else said. Not even a ghost was seen. Of course, this has a lot to do with the time they came, these two came in the middle of the night several times in a row, and no one would run out for a walk in the middle of the night when they were idle.

The lights in Mr. Xiaoqiang's house will go out earlier tonight, when Cheng Zhichao and Peng Jialu came. It was already pitch black inside the room. The two glanced at each other, nodded knowingly, lightly touched Mr. Xiaoqiang's yard, swooped down to the window, stretched out their ears and listened carefully to the movement in the house.

There was almost no movement in the room, and Cheng Zhichao had not practiced to the realm of a first-class master in martial arts novels, and he could hear the breathing of other people more than a dozen feet away. This time, the two of them were a little more bold and began to try to find a way to sneak into someone's house. But Mr. Xiaoqiang has a strong sense of anti-theft, and he does not open the window when he sleeps at night. Not only did they not open the window, but they also stuck the window inside, Cheng Zhichao and Peng Jialu tried for a long time, but they couldn't find the entrance, so they had to retreat.

After taking off the "night clothes", Cheng Zhichao picked up a pen and paper again and wrote down some things on it. Peng Jialu didn't bother to see what he remembered, after washing, he lay on the bed in his pajamas, and his two delicate eyebrows were twisted together: "It's strange, it's so hot, why does he have to close the window so tightly when he sleeps at night?" ”

Cheng Zhichao didn't reply: "It's me, I'll do the same." You have killed people several times in a row, and once even went to someone's house to poison them, who doesn't be careful? If you want me to say, it is enough for people to plug in the windows, but in my case, I must not only plug the windows, but also weld an iron fence on the outside of the windows, so that no one will break in at night. ”

Peng Jialu was unhappy: "Who do you say is Xiaoxiao?" ”

"Is what the two of us are doing in the right way?" Cheng Zhichao laughed twice: "Since you have done this, don't be afraid of others saying it." ”

"I think you enjoy it."

"Not really, it's just an acknowledgment." Cheng Zhichao finished writing, put down his pen and looked back and asked, "By the way, Brother Guo sent someone to poison his house, how did he sneak in?" ”

"I don't know much about this, the whole thing was planned by Sister Dan, after I go back, ask Sister Dan if it's clear? What, do you have an idea? ”

"I'm just curious, Mr. Xiaoqiang sleeps with a window at night, how did the person sent by Brother Guo to poison get in?"

"Maybe at that time, Mr. Xiaoqiang slept at home without closing the windows?"

Cheng Zhichao nodded and said, "It's possible." ”

He sighed, rubbed his head and said, "Sleepy, go to sleep." ”

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The next day was Sunday, and Mr. Xiaoqiang left the family home after eating at noon. Returned to the border guard garrison to work. He drove away by himself, Peng Jialu knew his basic situation very well, and after seeing his car drive out through the glass, he immediately turned back to Cheng Zhichao and said, "He has already driven away, do we need to follow a while?" ”

Cheng Zhichao immediately understood her thoughts, shook his head and said, "Forget it." In broad daylight, it is not easy for us to kidnap a big living person. ”

Peng Jialu really wanted to follow Mr. Xiaoqiang's car, go to a place where there was no one, drive over directly, stop Mr. Xiaoqiang's car, and then directly attack the killer. After you get it, you run away immediately, that's called a clean and neat one.

But Cheng Zhichao's worries are also justified. Since Mr. Xiaoqiang chose to return to the station at this time, then other people must also go back one after another, if they meet other people when they do it, then it will not be easy for him and Peng Jialu to get out. Even if they can escape on the spot, but the other party is a government army officer with a lot of resources in their hands, and if they want to escape back to Wang Ruiguo's territory, they will definitely have to go through a bloody battle.

Peng Jialu sighed. Although he did not oppose Cheng Zhichao's construction, he still pulled Cheng Zhichao out again. After a day of wandering the streets, I returned to the hotel with him satisfied.

She gained a lot on this day, in addition to buying a few more pieces of jade, she also bought a big wrench for Cheng Zhichao. Originally, this thing was used by ethnic minorities in northern China to draw bows and arrows, but it gradually became a status symbol. Peng Jialu didn't expect that there were also people selling this thing in this place, as soon as she saw it. remembered the appearance of those princes on TV when they wore big wrenches, so I bought one for Cheng Zhichao, and ordered him to wear it on his hand and not take it off.

Cheng Zhichao knew that she was extremely boring, and she no longer had any pastime except shopping. After a long time, it's no wonder that this Peng girl is suffocating, so she gently obeys her wishes.

In the few days that she was pulled down, Peng Jialu just dragged Cheng Zhichao to go shopping, until it was almost the weekend, and then she made a phone call to Zheng Danqing and told her that she was going very well, and if nothing else, there would be results in two or three days at most.

Zheng Danqing is naturally very happy, Mr. Xiaoqiang can now be said to be one of Wang Ruiguo's confidants. Because of him, Wang Ruiguo can be said to have suffered a heavy loss, if Cheng Zhichao can really kill him, then it is really good news for Wang Ruiguo.

In fact, Zheng Danqing doesn't have much confidence in Cheng Zhichao, this has nothing to do with personal ability, even those professional killers staged in the movie, they have done enough work between the killers, sometimes in order to kill a person, planning for half a year is considered fast, but Cheng Zhichao and Peng Jialu have to complete the task that many people have not completed before within half a month, which is really a bit embarrassing.

So at least half of her joy was to appease Peng Jialu, lest Miss Peng Jialu lose her temper and do something bad. She and Peng Jialu get along like sisters, and they know Peng Jialu's temper well.

After Peng Jialu put down the phone, she said to Cheng Zhichao: "The phone has been called, and Sister Dan's side is also progressing smoothly, just waiting for the two of us to complete the task and go back." ”

"What does she have to prepare?"

"You are stupid, as long as we can kill Mr. Xiaoqiang, and after getting Sister Dan's approval, Sister Dan will persuade Sister Ting and Brother Guo to eliminate those dissidents. To do this, you have to have a lot of evidence. In terms of accounts, there is no problem with physical evidence, the key is to have witnesses, do you think that human witnesses can be so easy to come out? ”

"Sister Dan already has a human certificate over there?"

"She didn't say this, but with her temper, she should be eighty percent sure, otherwise, she wouldn't be so optimistic."

"That's good." Cheng Zhichao said with a calm face: "Tomorrow is the weekend again, Mr. Xiaoqiang should go home again." ”

"This time, when he comes back, don't think about going back." Peng Jialu took out the gun from her bag, and it took less than half a minute to disassemble a pistol into parts, take a towel, wipe it carefully, and finally assemble it together, and then continue to dismantle the one.

Cheng Zhichao didn't help, he just quietly watched Peng Jialu doing these preliminary preparations. It wasn't until Peng Jialu wiped all four pistols and took out the bullets and magazines that Cheng Zhichao stepped forward to help Peng Jialu take out the bullets in the box and press them into the magazine one by one.

Each gun was equipped with a magazine, a total of forty-five rounds, and the total number of bullets for the four guns was nearly two hundred. So many guns, so many bullets, just to kill one person.

"With more than 200 rounds of ammunition, even if you are blind, you can beat Mr. Xiaoqiang into honeycomb coal." After Peng Jialu put away the gun, she snuggled in Cheng Zhichao's arms. It should have been a good scene, but what Miss Peng said was completely incompatible with this beautiful environment. (To be continued......)