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Walking out of the bustling underground casino, through the bustling casino hotel lobby, and stepping out of the glass door, all the hustle and bustle quickly receded like a tide, leaving the sorrow and joy evoked by money in the world behind. The young man did not look back. His eyes were firmly fixed on the three people not far in front of him, carefully controlling his steps without losing them, keeping the distance out of the other party's warning range.

The bald man was standing on the side of the driveway outside the door on the phone, waiting for his men to drive the car out of the garage. The two bodyguards, one tall and one short, one in front and one in the back, pretended to look around casually, but in fact they were preoccupied with vigilance. If you approach rashly, they will notice it at the first time. The young man had to stay on the inside of the glass door and hide his body under the cover of the viewing plants.

He has been in a safety-first tracking mode since the inside, and the necessary disguise is naturally indispensable, and more importantly, he uses the cover of others along the way. At this time, from the crowded casino to the relatively empty doorway, there are fewer people who can be used for cover, and it stands to reason that the tracking can end here. In his original plan, it was already a success to be able to see the other party's appearance tonight, and then the other party will leave, and it is difficult for him to follow to the end, even if he just sees the license plate number or observes the direction of the other party's departure in the process, it is an acceptable harvest.

But there was an opportunity for him to go further. The young man noticed the slight bending of the other party on the phone. It was a subconscious bowing gesture, which meant that there was a person of higher status on the other end of the phone. When a person is talking to someone who is important to him, his attention will inevitably be more focused on the phone than usual, and his vigilance will be much weaker. If you want to approach him, now is the best time.

"It's just that it's too difficult to approach the target in such an open area just by footwork......" the young man hesitated.

As if hearing the call of his heart, at this moment, a tourist bus slowly drove to the glass door and stopped, and a group of tourists wearing the same red hats got off the car with a giggle, and hurried to take pictures of the front of the splendid hotel in twos and threes before entering the door. The bus drove away quickly, but the driveway in front of the hotel was blocked by these people, and a black car not far away could not drive up, and was honking its horn in annoyance. The short bodyguard took a few steps forward, as if trying to get rid of the guy who was in the way, but the bald man waved his hand, signaling the former not to do anything noticeable. He himself made a phone call as he slowly walked down the steps and took the initiative to meet the car.

The situation is chaotic, the other person starts to move and is not concentrating - this is the time to do it.

The young man made a quick decision and broke into the chaotic crowd head-on under cover. Every step he took seemed to have been calculated with extreme precision, avoiding the direction of everyone's travels without a trace, and without affecting any of the shots being taken, he easily passed through the crowd and walked towards the three people on the other side of the camera just by relying on the change of pace.

Ten steps, five steps, getting closer and closer to the goal.

At this moment, the tall man who walked at the back seemed to have a sense, and suddenly turned around! The young man limped abruptly halfway through his steps, stumbled back to the side, and bumped into a photographed tourist on his back.

"Look at the dots when you walk!" The tourist turned his head with an angry expression.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just wanted to step back a little bit and shoot the spire in." The young man gestured apologetically to his phone. The frame on the screen, while it encompasses most of the hotel building, does lack the spire.

Seeing that he was just unintentional, and the other party couldn't say anything, he nodded and turned away. The young man also turned his face when he saw the tall man not far away, and it was clear that the hiccups among the tourists were not in his range.

Five steps away, the other party is still talking, and his attention is not here for the time being.

Then โ€“ right now.

The young man raised his wrist and pointed a slit in the strap at the bald man, while stealthily dragging the mechanism hidden in his forearm. With a crisp sound of the spring, a hair-thin flying needle shot out silently from the wristband, accurately stabbing the hem of the bald man's suit. The fabric here is thicker, and the force of the flying needle is mostly dissolved, almost unnoticeable, and it is pierced horizontally, so it will not pierce the skin. Unless he's rolling all over the floor in this suit, it's hard to spot a little bit of something outside his back.

The young man struck a blow and immediately turned his wrist to look at the dial. There is already a looming point of light near the center, indicating that the target is very close to itself, which also means that the tracking element on the flying probe has begun to work.

Next, it's up to the casino director to take him there.

Seeing that the three men had all entered the black car, the young man looked away, turned around and pretended to be an ordinary tourist, ready to blend in with the crowd and leave. At this time, the tourists who were still taking pictures outside just now were almost enough, and they were walking into the casino in twos and threes, ready to try their luck, and there were only a few groups of people left at the door of the hotel. Among the few people, a teenager wearing a hat and walking with his head bowed caught the attention of the young man.

At first glance, he looked like he was about to come out of the casino, but he had to linger at the door because he was stopped by the crowd of people entering. His steps were vain, as if he had drunk a lot of wine, and he staggered and bumped into people from time to time. But to young people, these actions seem to be deliberately leaning on others.

"Hey! Walk and look at the dots! โ€

The familiar whining sounded, and it was the female tourist who had just been hit by the young man. Only this time it was the teenager who walked with his head down that hit her. The latter waved his hand, whispered sorry, and staggered away, and after a few steps, he leaned in the direction of the young man again, stumbling as if he was about to fall.

The young man waited for him to approach, then took a step back the moment the other man collided with him.

The twenty centimeters of movement made the boy's outstretched hand just scratch the air. The young man grabbed the opponent's wrist first, while the other hand grabbed the opponent's shoulder, making it impossible for him to break free. He had already seen too much of this kind of routine of stealing money by colliding, although the actions of the young man in front of him were very fast among thieves, but they were still too far behind him.

It's just that at this moment, the slippery feeling in his palm surprised him slightly. He subconsciously lowered his head, just in time to meet the other party's stunned gaze. The young man's big eyes were wide open, and the words of disbelief were clearly written on his face.

"You ......"

As soon as the young man spoke, he heard another familiar voice from in front of him.

"Catch the thief!"

It was still the female tourist who was hit, and this time no one bumped into her, but it was she who found that something was missing from her bag. Although this person was shocked, he was not stupid at all, and when he first found out that he had lost something, his first reaction was to look for the person who had approached him just now.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw that the young man was leaning against the young man, and the guess that had just emerged suddenly became a little confirmed.

"Catch the thief! That's him! โ€

She pointed with her hand and tore her throat and screamed. At the same time, the young man felt the young man in front of him tremble violently. He tugged hard, trying to pull his hand out of the young man's grip, but the first blow was unsuccessful.

The sound of high heels came from behind her, and the female tourist was running briskly towards this side, while the security guards at the door also noticed the movement, and one of them walked briskly while reporting to the walkie-talkie on his shoulder.

"Please!"

The young man opened his mouth to beg for mercy, his voice was deliberately low, but he couldn't hide the immaturity in it. The young man shrugged, not wanting to let go of his hand, but he suddenly noticed that the black sedan that had been driving for a while suddenly slowed down, the window pane slowly rolled down, and the bald man's eyes peeked out from the top of the glass, looking coldly over the side.

They heard the scream.

Just a second before he was about to make eye contact with the other party, the young man quickly withdrew his gaze and pretended to be flustered. His reaction was fast enough, but it wasn't enough to hide his expression, he knew that all creatures would subconsciously chase after things that moved.

And there was a moving target right next to him.

Feeling another struggle in his palm, the young man took advantage of the situation to let go of his hand, and at the same time pretended to be hit by the teenager and moved out of the way half a step, leaving room for the other party to escape. That's enoughโ€”he questioned the boy with his gaze, only to see a sly smile on the corner of the other's mouth.

"Thanks! And ......"

The freed boy did not run away immediately, but in turn grabbed the young man's sleeve, and with a light turn, he switched places with him as if dancing. The boy looked at him and smiled slyly again, raised his hand and pushed his chest!

"I'm sorry!"

With the force of the rebound, the boy jumped backwards, then turned and rushed towards the direction of the road at full speed. The young man pretended to be pushed by this push and lost his center of gravity, and fell backwards with his hands and feet, just in time to crash into the female tourist who was chasing after him. The two fell into a mess in embarrassment, and for a while no one could get up and continue to catch up.

"Why are you again...... Catch people, catch thieves! โ€

She tried to stand up in a fit of rage, but when she saw her broken heel, she sat down again, and used her shrill voice to stimulate the eardrums of those around her at close range. The conscientious security guard quickened his pace at the last moment, but he was still unable to catch up with the teenager who fled at full speed. As his thin figure rushed into the bustling crowd of people on the road and merged with it, they finally gave up the pursuit.

Of all the people, only the young people kept their eyes on the target. He saw the young cat burrowing into the crowd, and his first action was to take off the hat on his head. The long palm-colored hair was freed from the confines of the hat and trembled as if it had come to life, and the girl's sense of vitality came to her face in this action. When he stood up, "he" had changed back to "she".

It was not surprising that the young man had already noticed this by the time he grasped the hand.

Unexpectedly, the girl's drag show was even more exciting than he imagined. While freeing her long hair, her hands were not idle, first taking off the jacket on her upper body as quickly as possible, and then flipping it over, revealing the other side of the different colors. As she put on her color-changing jacket, she stretched out her index and middle fingers to plaster a handful of dust on the dirty wall next to her, and quickly wiped them on her face. At this time, she looked back alertly to see if anyone was chasing after her, and the young man saw that there was a temporary smoky makeup on the edge of her eye sockets, and her originally red lips had been painted with light purple lip gloss at some point.

In just a few steps, she has changed her hairstyle, changed her outfit, and quickly put on makeup, suddenly changing from a thin and cowardly teenager to a rebellious girl wearing heavy makeup. Even if the tourist passed by her face to face now, I am afraid that he would not recognize this guy who has a very different appearance.

But after all, she underestimated the other victims.

"That's a good idea."

The young man touched his waist, looked at the departing girl from afar, and sneered.

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