Chapter 207: This melancholy staring......

The sun seemed to jump out of the horizon, and when Michelle walked out of the apartment building, the gray and dark color in the sky had just faded, and although the shadow of the sun was not yet visible in the sky, it was the bright morning light of the sun. Under this brilliant sky, Michelle wore a black dress, the material of the skirt seemed to be mesh, vaguely revealing the colorful and bright clothes in the dress.

At this moment, in the headphones worn by everyone, the fat woman commented in a deep voice: "At this time of the day, she walks from her house to the morning market behind a street, and then through the morning market, well, not far from the café (restaurant) where she works......"

An Feng glanced at the driver Roger, and at this time, in Argyle's car, An Feng's covering partner, the thin Joseph, whispered, "I got out of the car." ”

An Feng looked at himself in the rearview mirror: ordinary gray jeans, an ordinary gray undershirt on the upper body, a gray cap, and gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose were replaced with black plastic frames, looking like a peasant boy and an ordinary hard-working worker on the streets of London.

He grabbed a coat and draped it casually over his body - it was to disguise the gun on his body. I checked the briefcase in my hand again - it was also a pale gray color, and there was nothing to show for it.

An Feng, who was dressed in gray colors, jumped out of the car, and now the only other color on his body was the black-rimmed glasses on his face. At this time, there was already a flow of people on the streets of London, and he walked into the alley where Michelle's house was located with his briefcase under his inconspicuous armpit.

The transcendent sensation moved forward to catch Michelle's figure: she had crossed the first street and was about to enter the alley of the morning market.

The sun was shining, and Michelle's shadow was jumping happily at her feet. And Joseph followed Michelle not far away, unhurriedly following the sunglasses on Joseph's face, and at the same time synchronously transmitting the information she monitored to all the people involved in the monitoring nearby.

Everything is ready, everyone is full of confidence.

Not far from the entrance of the alley is a breakfast restaurant, under which there are two or three roadside tables. Two of the tables were already occupied, and the waiter was placing breakfast items such as juice and bread on the middle table.

Michelle passed through the tables in high spirits, and in the blink of an eye, she made a trick in front of everyone: her left hand seemed to unconsciously wave, three fingers pinched the juice cup on the table, and when her right hand flicked back, the orange juice cup had jumped from behind her, left hand to right hand.

Michelle walked around normally, and the juice cup was lifted to Sakura's lips...... In two breaths, the juice is a third less. One more step, the juice cup jumped to the middle table, and at the same time, on the middle table, a piece of bread and ham on the plate disappeared in place.

Michelle's walking pace didn't change at all. Behind her, the shouts of the guests were already ringing: "Huh, where's my juice?" Hospitality, have you seen it...... Yes? Who put my cup on your table? ”

The receptionist turned around and shouted at the guest aggrievedly, "Sir, I'm standing still and not moving?" ”

The guest was even more aggrieved: "I'm still sitting here and haven't moved, and now the cup has run to your table, does the cup have legs?" ”

The hostess pouted aggrievedly: "...... Well, sir, I'll give you the cup again, and bring it over

At this moment, the customer at the middle table complained: "Entertain, where's my bread?" I just saw it on the plate, what, now the plate is suddenly empty. You brought me an empty plate? ”

The hostess went over to deliver a juice cup, and he stood at the first table and was about to cry: "Sir, you see that my hands are not empty...... And you also saw it, and you yourself said that you just saw the bread on the plate...... You see, the ground is purified, and then you ask me where the bread goes? ”

The customer at the first table got his own juice, and he looked at the glass in surprise, a little unbelieving his eyes. Then, his eyes were fixed on the mouths of the customers at the second table, his face full of contempt...... As well as amazement. The hostess continued to stare at the customer with a look full of grievances.

The customer came to his senses at once, and he exclaimed in accusation: "You think I ate the bread in my stomach and complained to you?" Do I have such a fast swallowing rate? ”

The hostess leaned over and looked down at the ground exaggeratedly. The customer at the first table immediately looked at the customer at the middle table with admiration, and the customer looked left and right, but could not find a supporter, and happened to meet Joseph, who came later, and he hurriedly shouted: "Madam, you come from behind, you must have seen me from a distance, I sat here and didn't move, I didn't move."

Joseph's feet did not stop, and he looked like he was rejecting: "Sir, I am in a hurry, I am busy on the road, I, I have not seen anything." ”

The customer looked around pitifully and let out a long sigh: "Okay, even if I ate it...... Hospitality, another bread. ”

Everyone looked at the customer with a look of "you should have done it a long time ago". The customer was a little indignant, and even more aggrieved, and he vented his hatred to his teeth and viciously bit the breakfast sausage...... At this time, Michelle had already entered the morning market.

Joseph was stopped, and although she didn't delay much, she should have been out of the tracking queue according to the usual practice of tracking. Fortunately, Michelle never looked back, she held the bread and ham in her hands, and calmly bit as she walked, as if it was the breakfast she bought...... Of course, this breakfast is not much, the bread slices are cut into triangles, a slice of ham is sandwiched in the middle, and after two or three bites, this breakfast is all stuffed into the mouth.

Because of Joseph's delay, An Feng crossed Joseph and switched tracking positions with her - now An Feng changed to close tracking, and Joseph could only hide from a distance, out of Michelle's sight, for long-distance monitoring.

This small mistake annoyed Joseph - it was a no-brainer

Michelle proudly entered the morning market, which usually sells the produce of farmers in the suburbs of the city, as well as handmade products produced by some housewives. For example, the third stall sells straw tote bags and satchels.

These totes and satchels are dyed with bright color blocks and patterns, and the weaving of things has a rustic smell, but also elegance and pop...... Michelle stretched out her hand, and a straw shopping basket landed on her arm. She carried the straw basket in her arm, and walked unhurriedly at her feet, as if the straw basket had been brought up from home in the morning.

At this moment, the stall owner of the straw basket was busy placing the goods, and when he filled the stall, when he turned around and found that there was a straw basket missing from the stall, he straightened his waist, blinked rapidly, and when he raised his eyes, he saw An Feng coming over unhurriedly.

"Sir, you see ......" The stall owner suddenly found himself a little offended by what he had meant to say. He endured it and changed the words in his mouth: "Sir, did you see anyone passing by my stall just now?"

An Feng walked unhurriedly, but he spread his hands and made him have to pause slightly. He frowned, like an office worker who was being disturbed, and replied impatiently: "Sir, I am in a hurry to get to work, and I have not paid attention to your stall - it seems that I have no obligation to do so." ”

The stall owner was stunned, An Feng's face was even more gloomy as water, he raised his eyebrows, and asked unhappily: "Sir, do you need to check me?" ”

The stall owner looked An Feng up and down, and the things on An Feng's body were clear at a glance, he was simply dressed in a single outfit, with a briefcase in his hand, and the briefcase was ...... I can't fit a big straw basket.

The stall owner hurriedly took two steps back and got out of the way, and An Feng made a hurried appearance and passed by the other party. Then, the stall owner looked in the direction An Feng was walking......

The flow of people in the morning market has increased, and nearby residents have rushed to this morning market street. The sound of inquiry, the sound of accounting, the sound of picking and picking goods, the sound of stall owners introducing recommendations, and the sound of crackling and tapping on the calculator are very noisy and lively.

An Feng's back just blocked the stall owner's gaze, the stall owner looked over, seemed to see a corner of his basket, he turned around and chased two steps, and looked back at his stall worriedly, just as a customer pointed to a product and opened his mouth to ask him for a price.

The stall owner was stunned for two or three seconds, his shoulders drooped, and he returned to his stall.

At this time, Michelle already had two more bouquets of flowers in her hands, and there seemed to be a lot more bulging in the straw basket. But she still skilfully grabbed an apple from the side of the stall. She grabbed the apple with her right hand, and after a blink of an eye, the apple appeared in her left hand, while her right hand continued to shake, her index finger was cocked, as if pointing to the goods in the nearby stall, and the apple pinched in her left hand swayed naturally with her body, and the people around her did not notice anything unusual at all.

There was a clothing seller in the front position, Michelle stood at the entrance of the stall and looked around, then took off a dress and walked into the fitting room in the depths of the stall. But as soon as she entered, she quickly poked her head out of the fitting room, and handed over the straw basket and two bouquets of flowers to the stall owner, as if she wanted the stall owner to keep them, and the stall owner nodded kindly, and she carefully placed the straw basket and flowers by the door of the dressing room.

The changing rooms at the morning market are a small space separated by a cloth curtain. At this time, An Feng had not yet walked to the booth where Michelle was, and he was still a few steps away from that position. But he saw the scene in the depths of the stall with his transcendent sense, but at this time, it was difficult for him to continue walking. Going forward again, he became him in front of Michelle behind, is this still called stalking? Who's going to decide whom?

Women have a lot of trouble changing their clothes, and given the speed at which Michelle picks out clothes in the bedroom, she will be delayed in the dressing room for at least five or six minutes.

An Feng had no choice but to stop, pretending to take a fancy to the things on the stall next to him, and picking up the goods on the stall...... I'm ashamed that the stall at An Feng's feet sells bras, and the stall next to it sells women's color skirts. Past that is Michelle's stall.

Now that he has stood on his feet, it is not good to make another regret, An Feng can only grit his teeth and observe the various bras in front of him casually. Then he picked a bra at random and instructed his boss to bring it over for him to take a closer look.

The stall owner who bought the bra was a peasant aunt, and although it was the L century and London at the moment, the British were more conservative and everyone was Puritans. So the aunt bit her lower lip with her teeth, held back a smile, and handed the bra to An Feng, she didn't introduce much, and asked An Feng whether to buy it or not.

An Feng's eyes glanced at the locker room, Michelle's figure had not yet appeared, he had no experience in choosing bras, what should he say?

It was still the command and dispatch of the scene, and the cute fat girl was empathetic, and she immediately suggested: "Joseph, you can follow." ”

Joseph was also picking out goods, she chose a random piece of goods not far from An Feng, hurriedly paid, hurried to An Feng's side, and pretended to be surprised to greet her: "Carson, I'm giving ...... Does your girlfriend pick a bra? Hee-hee, I remember she was 37H but this thing...... Haha, hahahahaha. ”

Joseph couldn't hold back a smile, paused for a while before returning to normal, chattering with An Feng about women's bras...... Why hasn't Michelle shown up yet?

Just when An Feng couldn't hold on, Michelle returned to the middle of the road...... Amaze? Amazingly, she didn't come out of the stall where she had just changed clothes, but from the adjacent stall next to her.

An Feng's eyes widened in confusion, and he was in a trance, his transcendent sense was confirmed, and he clearly saw Michelle's straw basket and flowers still placed next to the locker room and the curtain of the stall.

At this time, Michelle changed her outfit again. The dress she had just tried on was already on her, and the bag in her hand had been replaced by a black leather handbag, and there was an extra scarf on her head, which was a large flower scarf, like a large flower printed and dyed scarf that peasant women liked to tie when they were working in the fields. With an apple in one hand, she nibbled calmly and continued to walk in the middle of the stall with high spirits...... In a hurry, Michelle seemed to have gotten into a stall again.

An Feng gently pulled Joseph, took out a few change bills from his pocket, and bought the bra he chose. Joseph walked to An Feng's right hand knowingly, and the two continued to chat, touching in the direction where Michelle had disappeared.

Walking past the stall where Michelle was changing clothes, Joseph blinked in surprise when he saw the straw basket and flowers by the curtain, turned his head to say something to An Feng, and found that An Feng continued to walk forward with a gloomy face. Confused, Joseph walked a few steps silently. Suddenly, she stared at Mixue as she reappeared

Michelle has reappeared with a new pair of shoes...... Oh, the stall she just got into was selling shoes. Michelle entered the stall to try on the shoes. But those shoes are not high-end goods, although the appearance is exquisite, but the quality is ...... It is estimated that the opening can be opened after a few walks. Of course, you don't expect a warranty on this shoe.

A pile of stalls selling sundries is followed by a stall selling agricultural products. An Feng and Joseph, who were following behind, no longer dared to take it lightly, they didn't dare to go too far from their target, and followed Michelle closely almost a few steps away. This kind of stalking distance is against the rules, and it is the easiest to expose the tracker, but fortunately, this Michelle never looks back.

Not far away, Michelle shuttled freely through the stalls, and Joseph and An Feng watched in amazement as they skillfully mixed a plaice, three sardines, a piece of beef, a few potatoes, three or two carrots, a bundle of lettuce, a bundle of parsley, and four or five tomatoes...... Tucked into her black leather handbag.

This black leather bag was stuffed with newspapers. The bag had become deflated after Michelle had taken out the newspaper inside, but now it was rumbling again.

Joseph was completely stunned, and she muttered, "How?" This ...... It's too much of an activity. Even the most skilled stalker can't catch such an active lark. Where did she learn these kung fu...... She actually finished college. ”

Finally walked out of Morning Market Alley, but by this time An Feng and Joseph could no longer track their target, because Michelle was on a bicycle.

The glove compartment in front of her bike was full, and the handlebars looked heavy as a result. Michelle hunched over, with a strong foot, rode the bicycle fast, and in the blink of an eye, the stunned An Feng and Joseph were thrown in place.

Depressed, the high-IQ An Feng and the professional stalker Joseph, can actually lose people. And just on such a street, they watched their opponents disappear from front of them, but they could only stand in place and marvel at each other.

Roger's car came to the street three minutes later. However, Michelle's traces did not disappear from An Feng's eyes, and the transcendence feeling was still locked on Michelle's back......

After An Feng jumped into the car, he immediately guided Roger to the target, and everyone took a shortcut through the two street corners, and met each other, just in time to see Michelle riding a bicycle.

At this time, Michelle held the handlebar with one hand, biting something in her mouth, and lit a cigarette with the other hand. Immediately, the object she was biting into her mouth sparked, like a fuse burning.

Michelle flicked her fingers, the cigarette butt in her hand flicked to the garbage bin on the side of the road, her free hand pinched the bite on her mouth like lightning, and then raised her hand, this thing flew out with green smoke and Joseph, who was sitting in the car, hurriedly asked: "Do you see clearly, what is it?" What did she throw out? ”

In the distance, the fat girl squatting at home kept magnifying what Michelle bit on the screen, and she said a word almost at the same time as An Feng: "firecrackers"

It is indeed the fuse that burns.

Michelle was holding a twelve-ring firecracker in her mouth, the firecracker was thrown into the grass, and it exploded instantly, the sound of crackling seemed to be a gunshot, and with the explosion of the firecracker, Michelle's bicycle and An Feng's car staggered. Roger slowed down in astonishment—in the rearview mirror, two police officers suddenly jumped out of a door behind them. The two policemen had already put their guns in their hands, and they ran nervously towards the place where the smoke rose, and at the same time, Michelle Shi Shiran, who was riding a bicycle, twisted the handlebars of the bicycle and turned into the portal that the two policemen had just jumped out of.

Well, this time everyone lost their goal again.

There was silence in the car, and after walking some distance, the driver Roger asked weakly, "...... Parking? ”

Roger's voice was soft, but the words broke the silence in the car like a thunderbolt.

Joseph asked, "Just now...... What are we missing? ”