Chapter 209 The ...... Who Walks Without Looking at the Road

Michelle's mobile phone is almost non-stop, she is constantly chatting with people through text messages, constantly taking some images with her mobile phone, and constantly making calls to contact new and old friends...... Well, Michelle has a third job, working in a café while also working as a broker, part-time as a rental housing agent, so in between hospitality work, he constantly checks newspapers, searches the Internet, and then posts all kinds of information online, contacts all kinds of people, and posts selfies.

But her busyness affects others too much.

Whenever she turns on the camera, according to the principle of host priority, the fat girl's surveillance screen is automatically blocked; Whenever she tried to send a signal, the transmission to the surveillance party was aborted...... Well, that's mainly because Michelle uses cheap phones. For the contracted mobile phone issued by the telecom company, the processor of the host is the minimum configuration, and processing two tasks at the same time will cause the mobile phone to die with a black screen of death. In order not to affect Michelle's call, and in order not to make her alert to the abnormality, the fat girl herself set the principle of "host first".

As a result, the surveillance footage you see is intermittent, and the sound you hear is also intermittent. It was only when Michelle was busy entertaining and settling accounts with the guests that the signal transmission became smooth, and as a full four hours passed, all we could hear and see were the heads and faces of customers, and the gay bargaining and flirting and jealousy in the café...... In this way, the signal transmission was interrupted from time to time.

Does this still make people live?

Even with the character of the fat girl's 10,000-year-old housegirl, she couldn't bear it until the end, so she was very sympathetic to An Feng and Joseph, who were tracking Michelle in the morning, how much patience they should have, so that they could still sit here without arrogance after losing the tracking target three times-admiration

Four hours passed, and all those involved gritted their teeth. An Feng found a place to doze off, and in a daze, he waited until night came...... Well, the day was all sorts of unpleasant. At the beginning of the night, An Feng received a text message on his mobile phone: Scarlett used the bank credit card he gave him to withdraw up to a million dollars.

In other words, An Feng gave the other party a year's pocket money, and Scarlett spent it all in one day.

The money was transferred to a newly opened account, and An Feng was also bored waiting, so he immediately called Steele: "Help me check this account, the account number is ......"

"I opened this account for Scarlett", Steele smiled: "She opened this account when she first arrived in the United States, this is an investment account, our Scarlett put her pocket money and tuition fees in the next few years into this account, and she is now busy looking around looking for investment goals." ”

At this time, the fat woman shouted in front of the computer: "She moved, well, she should go to work at the bar." ”

An Feng snapped his fingers: "I'll talk to you later." ”

Joseph immediately changed his clothes on the side, and was escorted to the bar by Argyle in advance, while An Feng found a "contact lens" to change the color of his pupils, and carefully dressed up to make himself an image of a man in his thirties, and then left the fat woman's apartment.

Michelle came out of the café with clothes that were no longer the clothes she wore to work. An Feng didn't know this new set of clothes, and the black handbag that the other party had "Shun" from the morning market stall this morning had also changed, the black handbag containing the fish had been thrown in the café trash can by Michelle, and she was now carrying a blue handbag, with new clothes and flower scarves, and blue high heels - An Feng was sure that these things were definitely stolen by Michelle yesterday, and she didn't have time to wear the clothes on her body before she came. Because he vaguely felt that Michelle probably had the habit of not paying for things, and if she couldn't get it right, she still had the habit of using things only once.

Generally, office workers leave work at four or five o'clock in the afternoon. Michelle was already late in the evening when she left work, and she was actually working overtime – an eight-hour workday, five days a week, the union requirement of the 19th century. In the twenty-first century, the new standard in the world is: six hours a day, eleven months a year, and thirteen months' wages.

By the time it was estimated that Michelle was at the café, after dealing with the high tide of customers who didn't come home from work, she was able to leave her daytime work - she worked a full fourteen hours.

It was already after dinner, and it was a little twilight.

Because Joseph rushed to the bar in advance, An Feng could only follow Michelle alone. In this way, he moved much more freely - and it was only then that he felt how lucky he was to have a sense of transcendence.

The monitoring target is too active, and the general tracking method is useless to him, and the personal tracking requires a large number of people, but with the supervision feeling, it is different, after locking the other party with the supervision feeling, An Feng can stand on the street and read the newspaper leisurely, like an ordinary office worker who has been busy all day and can't decide where to go for leisure.

Michelle had just come out of a store, and as An Feng expected, she changed into a handbag and plunged headlong into the subway...... It's a bad thing, An Feng was still smug just now, and the other party's sudden change of direction made him confused: Why did she take the subway? Not far ahead, there was a bus that ran directly to the bar where she worked.

An Feng also had to follow the other party closely, because the subway was located underground, and the speeding subway and subway tunnels would quickly cut off An Feng's sense of transcendence, so that he really lost the other party...... What a shame that must be.

After following the other party into the subway station, An Feng felt that something was wrong, because there were two people who were obviously interested in Michelle, and they chased Michelle at a speed that was obviously faster than ordinary people, and Michelle's walking style was jumping, her legs were very long, and she was jumping fast like Suzuka, so the two people had to struggle to pull away from the oncoming crowd, and the action was obviously chasing Michelle's back.

A new wave of people had just poured out of the subway, which meant that there were still three minutes left for the new train to enter the station, An Feng measured his walking speed, and he unobtrusively quickened his pace, following behind the two men.

After the oncoming crowd poured in, the stairs in front of them suddenly became empty, and the two men were about to catch up with Michelle, one of the short men had already stretched out his hand, ready to grab Michelle's shoulder, but at this moment, Michelle, who was looking down at the mobile phone in front, suddenly stopped, turned to the side with a light body, raised the mobile phone and took a picture of himself.

Well, there's something wrong with this photo - the glitter is in the back.

Michelle turned to her side, and the short stalker's outstretched hand missed, but Michelle and everyone stood on the steps, everyone stood on the steps, half a step missed, and the foot was already sticking out of the steps.

So, the short stalker fluttered his hands twice in the air, and his body fell down the steps in no doubt...... But this person is strong enough, he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word, his whole face smashed on the raised edge of the steps, and the bridge of his nose made a crisp sound, which made An Feng frown unbearably. But the other party didn't say a word.

Next, the short stalker unquestionably tumbled down the stairs to the end of the stairs, to the ground, and lay on the ground without saying a word, fainting. Of course, there was a trail of blood behind him.

At this time, Michelle was still unconsciously admiring the photo, of course, the photo was posted, and a group of onlookers were busy following the post, asking who the lewd man behind her was with his hands fluttering and his face full of horror.

But Michelle never looked back when she walked, and never looked at the post when she posted.

After posting, she put her phone back in her pocket as if nothing happened. At this moment, on the steps two steps away from her, the tall stalker watched Michelle's back warily; On the steps five steps away from her, An Feng walked slowly and casually.

Michelle walked to the end of the steps, and saw the short tracker who was blocking the way, lying there with his hands and feet, and there was a little surprise on his face, but only a little. She then shook her hair, carefully escaped the other person's body, and walked towards the platform without squinting. At the same time, the tall tracker who also walked to the end of the stairs was in a dilemma: if he wanted to take care of his companions, he would lose them; If you ignore your companion, when the police come, your companion's identity will be exposed.

In the hesitation of the tall tracker, An Feng casually stepped past the short tracker - at this time, the people on the platform gradually gathered around, some enthusiasts went up to try the short tracker's snort, and some called the police...... In desperation, the tall tracker gritted his teeth, squatted down and picked up his companion's head, slapped him lightly, pinched his nose and pulled his ears, and finally, his companion opened his confused eyes with a chirp.

Michelle was in front of An Feng, still walking lightly on her long legs like Suzuka. An Feng followed unhurriedly, and suddenly, Michelle braked sharply again, and then her fingers jumped quickly on the buttons, as if she had replied to a text message. And An Feng behind her...... Without hesitation, he maintained the original speed and crossed the snow as if nothing happened

There's not much room for manoeuvre, and the platform is just a few steps ahead. An Feng stood on the waiting line of the platform, and at the same time, the fat woman who served as the commander and dispatch in the distance desperately turned the micro lens hidden in the frame of An Feng's glasses.

When the micro-lens turned 180 degrees, An Feng saw Michelle still bowing her head and writing text messages. After writing the text message, she turned her head and turned back to the way she came, walking towards the staircase, bowing her head as she went...... She crashed headfirst into the arms of the tall tracker.

The tall tracker had already picked up the short companion - these two men were so dedicated that they would have no regrets in following them after they had been hurt like this.

They limped to the subway stop line, and after colliding head-on with Michelle, the tall tracker reached out and tried to grab each other, but Michelle subconsciously squatted and drilled under the opponent's armpit like lightning. Her eyes didn't take her eyes off the screen, her fingers still darting on the keyboard.

Seven or eight seconds later, Michelle breathed a sigh of relief and sent the text message, only then did she raise her eyes and look around, looking for the cause of the accident just now.

It seems that the purpose of the two strange trackers is to kidnap Michelle, but now because the companion is too badly injured, the uninjured one still has to hold his injured companion, and at the same time, there are constantly good Samaritans next to him asking if they need help, and sincerely say that they don't mind reaching out to help, and the tracker who is not injured is very embarrassed, and he doesn't dare to do too much, and he can't do too much, and he can't be too obvious. So after missing Michelle, he had no choice but to hold his companion sadly and came to An Feng's side, standing on the stop line next to An Feng, looking at the billboard by the railway melancholy.

An Feng suddenly remembered: You have a mobile phone, and I also have a mobile phone.

However, Michelle's movements are too skillful, and as a dexterous thief, her actions to evade capture are purely natural, and completely uncontrolled by the brain. An Feng couldn't be as natural as her, so he had to pretend to have a phone, and he also took out his mobile phone, silently turned around with two lines of tears, faced Michelle, and began to compile his own text messages...... Just text Scarlett.

"You withdrew the maximum amount?"

After a while, the text message came back: "Of course, you said it to me, and I keep mine." How, have an opinion? ”

A train entered the station, but at this time, the three stalkers with ulterior motives were at a loss, they didn't know why Michelle came to the subway station, they didn't know which train Michelle would choose, and Michelle chose to be behind them, with her long legs, with her dexterity, I was afraid that she would suddenly decide which car to get into, and she didn't even say hello in advance, which made everyone unprepared...... Judging by Michelle's personality, she would do it.

The train stopped, the gates opened, and a crowd poured out, a crowd poured in. Michelle is still standing there texting...... Well, An Feng was also embarrassed at this time, and he texted in front of Michelle.

"No comment...... That's a leisurely flower. ”

The train roared away, leaving only four people on the platform: a man and a woman texting face-to-face, and two men supporting the wounded soldiers.

Everyone was silent, not knowing what to do next...... Well, even if the other two trackers were as stupid as mules, they now knew that An Feng was their kind, and everyone had bad intentions towards Michelle.

The tall stalker was wondering if he wanted to make contact with An Feng and asked him...... Whether he belonged to the same boss as himself, and the short tracker had been confused, humming from time to time - he didn't care about everything.

At this moment, another subway roared into the station...... Well, this time Michelle finally did a very happy thing, and without waiting for the people on the train to get out of the air, she lowered her head and entered the subway station while fiddling with her phone.

Scarlett's text message came: "It's okay, I don't have any money to find you anyway, you're my brother, haha." ”

What can An Feng do, An Feng had no choice but to put away his mobile phone cheekily, and followed Michelle to the subway as if nothing happened...... Who thought that his feet had not yet stepped into the carriage, Michelle suddenly looked up, looked at the stop sign in the car, and with a groan, jumped out of the carriage - in an instant, the door of the carriage closed behind Michelle.

Fortunately, An Feng secretly wiped a cold sweat.

Fortunately, he was alert in time and withdrew his foot early, and when he saw the train door closed, he just took a few steps back and continued to rush the train as if nothing happened...... Ponder. The other two trackers, who strictly followed the tracking norms taught in the textbook, boarded the subway train through the door next to them. When the train started to start and gradually accelerated, the two trackers stared wide in shock from the carriage, staring at the faces of Michelle and An Feng speeding by outside the window.

Michelle, who jumped out of the car, looked around, her lips squirmed, but she didn't make the slightest sound, and An Feng, who knew a little lip language, translated the other party's silent muttering: "Ah, it's not good, this line was gone yesterday, and I can only go again next month, and that line is also ...... Okay, I'll go there this time. ”

Smart people don't need more prompts, An Feng suddenly understood: Michelle took the subway yesterday and stole the shops along the subway. For fear of being remembered, she was waiting there to catch her, and she wanted to change the route today. It's just that when she first got into the car, she didn't look at the license plate, and when she got into the car, she noticed it, so she suddenly jumped out of the car - she didn't mean to.

Change it, change it, An Feng is already planning to be shameless today. He pretended to be an obsessive pervert, with a persistent and firm face, and tightly guarded Michelle. He followed Michelle one step at a time, with a look on his face that he wanted to attract the attention of the other party at any time and was ready to talk to the other party at any time, insisting that Qingshan would not relax...... Pasted Michelle.

Fifteen minutes later, the two were back on the ground. There are a little more people here, but as long as you return to the ground, An Feng is not afraid. He slowed his pace a little and watched Michelle plunge headlong into a store, he walked leisurely across the road, pretending to admire the goods in the window, and observing the door of the opposite store through the reflection of glass, all the while, his transcendent sense followed Michelle into the storefront.

Five minutes later, Michelle walked out of the store, and sure enough, she had a new outfit and a new pair of heels. After jumping onto the street, Michelle raised her hand to take a taxi and quickly disappeared into the street, and as soon as An Feng raised her hand to take a taxi, the clerk of the opposite store had already run to the street, looking around for Michelle's back.

It seems that Michelle is not good for her teacher today, and she will soon be discovered.

Judging from the experience of the morning, most of the people who were stolen by Michelle did not know that they had been stolen afterwards, so they were quickly discovered to have stolen, which was a failure for Michelle.

Michelle didn't pause, she took a taxi to the next subway entrance, quickly plunged into the subway, and went straight to the bar where she worked.

The bar where she works is not far from the subway entrance, and when Michelle walked out from the subway entrance, she didn't notice An Feng following behind her, and when she arrived at the subway station gate and walked out of the ground, she didn't find a tall stalker squatting at the subway entrance smoking a cigarette.

The tall stalker also didn't notice An Feng's existence, because An Feng had changed into a new outfit, and he was now back to his youthful appearance.

The tall stalker was relieved when he saw Michelle appear, he secretly looked at the crowd behind Michelle, his eyes swept over An Feng, but he didn't know each other. Not finding an unexpected opponent, the tall stalker breathed a sigh of relief, and he walked quickly towards Michelle,