Shaarawy, a small port city on the border of the Republic of Sai Phong. Genius remembers the size of the port for a second, it is not as good as the two big cities on the west and south sides of the border, but compared with the relatively developed but too regular them, Shaarawi also has its own advantages, that is, miscellaneous.

Merchants, mercenaries, drug dealers, etc., all came together in this city, forming a diverse culture in the style of Shaarawy. Xifeng's relatively loose supervision of this place has also created their activity. In this ostensibly peaceful city, only when you understand the black language of their communication, will you discover another side that ordinary tourists can't see.

In the bar, the mercenaries put out their respective hiring prices under a code, and as soon as someone went up and paid the deposit in the right way, they would immediately get to work.

Similarly, drug dealers are active in all corners of the city. They have a clear division of labor and distinct ranks, ranging from lobby owners to salesmen. Only those who know enough about the profession will be able to reach the advanced ones.

There are also killers, and killers are indispensable in this kind of place. Compared to the relatively frank mercenaries, the killer is a little more mysterious. But if you have the heart, most people can relate to the killer - as long as you know the rules of the city.

For those from outside, the city looks like a thriving city, with beautiful sunny beaches and so much dirt and gore hidden in the sunless corners.

And the heart of the city is still the merchants.

Those above are asking for nothing more than a word for profit, and the businessman is the agent of profit. Merchants from all over the world brought goods from different countries, and they also bound their own acres and thirds of land with the rules of their hometowns. They each demarcated their own territory, and they always fought with each other openly and secretly, robbed each other, and while using all kinds of means, they invariably maintained a peaceful scene on the surface that the well water did not interfere with the river water.

Yes, peace on the surface.

In Shaarawy, this is the rule that these people agree to have. Even if they don't share the sky with each other, but the grudge can only be resolved in private, and if it is put on the table, it is to break everyone's rules, and the people of the city can crusade against it.

It is such a wonderful city, and it is displayed in front of Xiang Nanxing and his party at this time. Accompanied by Liang Jingmo's simple explanation, Xiang Nanxing and Nangong Qian looked at the street scene and were amazed.

"Don't be amazed." Liang Jingmo's gaze slowly swept over the orderly streets, and he said worriedly, "Maintaining its own order in the turbulent situation shows that the local forces here are very tough." If the target is unique, we might have something to do with the forces here - I hope it's better not to go to the point of conflict. ”

They blended quietly into the pedestrian crowd along the street, making their way at an unhurried pace, looking like three ordinary locals. As Liang Jingmo said, the peace here is only superficial, at least from the surveillance footage of the shops on both sides, in fact, everyone here is constantly on guard against others.

Because things like luggage conflict with this identity, they keep the bare minimum of belongings. Liang Jingmo's notebook was left on the dinghy, Xiang Nanxing had to take off the bloated body armor, and even Nangong Qian only brought a combined light sniper rifle, which was already their heaviest firepower. In addition to this sniper rifle. There are only two portable pistols that Xiang Nanxing and Liang Jingmo each carry. In order to cope with various situations, Nangong Qian also brought some light gadgets with her, but in her words, these are all auxiliaries, which may be a little helpful when sneak attacking, but they are not very useful when it comes to really opening up the fight.

This means that in the event of a frontal conflict, they will suffer from being under-equipped when their numbers are already small. Even if the two of them, except for Nangong Qian, instantly became proficient in marksmanship, the limitation of the number of bullets would make them helpless.

They could only act in stealth and follow the laws of assassination - this was the tone they set early on.

"Here's the address."

Liang Jingmo, who led the way, stopped, and the three of them looked up at the department store in front of them. In terms of height, this building should be considered a big landmark in the city, and according to the address found on the Internet, the Internet café should be located on the second floor of this building. At this time, they didn't even need to search for it, and they could see the big characters "Juneng Internet Café" hanging in the middle of various signboards, which was quite conspicuous. It can also be seen that this Internet café really has a lot of influence in the local area.

As they stood downstairs, there were several noises coming from the second-floor windows from time to time, and it was clear that not only was it still open, but business was still good. Judging from the size of the noise, at least a group of young men, at least twenty or so, were surfing the Internet at this time - of course, given the size of this Internet café, twenty or thirty people were nothing.

"The number of people is secondary, and the crowd that gathers in this kind of place is very complex and difficult to grasp. While doing things according to the plan, you should also pay attention to your surroundings and run away if you notice something wrong. Xiang Nanxing admonished in a low voice, "Leave us alone, run away immediately, do you hear?" ”

He obviously said this to Nangong Qian, who obviously hesitated for a moment, and then nodded, I don't know if he listened or not. Xiang Nanxing turned his face to look at her eyes and sighed.

"Don't worry, we'll be fine, just act when the opportunity arises. It's really not okay to jump out of the window directly, this is the second floor, and the other party won't chase openly on the street. He took one last look at the entrance of the Internet café and took a deep breath, "Let's go." ”

He walked up first, Liang Jingmo silently counted three hundred and sixty seconds, and only followed when he felt that the time was almost up. The last to walk up the steps was Nangong Qian, and she and the two in front of her opened up a gap of more than ten minutes.

The reason for this is so that the people inside don't know that they came together. Because in their plan, Nangong Qian plays a very important role, in order to complete the plan, she not only has to try to dissociate herself from the two in front of her, but also has to make the most of her petite and unnoticeable size, as well as the killer's own ability to hide his aura. Fortunately, although the current task is not to assassinate, Nangong Qian has long been familiar with all the tricks of infiltration.

As soon as she walked into the Internet café, her first action was to lower the brim of her cap, and then walked along the wall with her hands in her trouser pockets. In normal times, such a move may in turn attract the attention of some people, but most of the people in this Internet café are focused on the screen in front of them, and the few guys who will be distracted and pay attention to the surrounding are also attracted by Xiang Nanxing and Liang Jingmo's dispute.

Under the skillful guidance of Liang Jingmo, the dispute that was originally caused by grabbing the opportunity slowly escalated, and in the end, the two simply moved their hands, and directly pushed and shoved them there. At first, only the people around them were affected, but after they started fighting, most of the people in the entire Internet café got up and looked over there, and they were attracted by the drama of the two of them.

In the distance, the caretakers sitting behind the counter also spotted the situation. Nangong Qian saw one of them stand up and take a look at this side from a distance, and after finding that the situation had intensified, she quickly made a phone call, and then ran out of the counter with her companion, trying to stop the conflict on this side.

This call is either to inform the boss or to call someone from the town. No matter which one it is, there won't be much time left for Nangong Qian. Seeing that the administrator had walked out of a distance, and the attention of most people in the venue had been diverted, Nangong Qian took a deep breath, lowered the brim of her hat again, and walked briskly in the direction of the counter silently along the dead corner of the surveillance camera.

Ten steps, five steps, seeing that they were getting closer and closer, the voices in the distance had changed, and it seemed that the administrator had begun to try to pull the two apart. Nangong Qian didn't waste time looking back, but focused her attention on perceiving the neighborhood.

She seemed to feel a few strands of gaze passing this way, but it was no problem, those gazes did not linger on her. Nangong Qian's timely reaction made her look like a child who only dared to watch the conflict from a distance.

Until the last step, she slipped in from behind the semi-enclosed counter, and when she looked up, there were several monitors side by side. As predicted by Liang Jingmo, the display screen in the middle corresponds to the management machine, showing the status of each machine in the Internet café, and the screens on both sides are divided into many small screens, corresponding to the various surveillance cameras in the Internet café. Judging from the seats, there should be three administrators on duty in this Internet café every day, and at this time, two of them were attracted by the conflict between the two over there, and the remaining one should have just walked away temporarily, and could come back at any time.

"I'm really going to have to handle it." Nangong Qian muttered.

She plugged Liang Jingmo's USB flash drive into the Trojan horse in advance and plugged it into the host, while pricking up her ears and listening distractedly to the sounds around her. For the average person, the noise in the Internet café is chaotic, especially the sound of the ongoing quarrel in the distance overshadows everything, making it difficult to notice other sounds. But in Nangong Qian's ears, everything was in order, and her professional training allowed her to distinguish the distance and proximity of various sounds, so that she could pay special attention to the sound of moving in this direction.

As the USB flash drive was inserted and the file was opened, Liang Jingmo's Trojan began to invade, infecting the key files in the system in the order it was set, and retrieving the specific address from the assigned addresses of each host below.

"Hurry up, hurry up ......"

Seeing the progress bar of reading the data moving slowly, Nangong Qian couldn't wait to get into it and push it faster. By this time, she had heard the sound of leather shoes moving in the direction of the toilet door in the distance. The voice seemed leisurely, not like a boss or a spectator who had been summoned by the phone, but it was in this direction.

Nangong Qian listened to the footsteps and calculated the time she had left.

"No problem, it's in time." She finally came to a reassuring conclusion.

Seeing that the progress bar was finally finished, the special machine that had been used in the first place lit up from the screen, indicating its location. Nangong Qian hurriedly opened the folder where the surveillance video was stored, and retrieved the surveillance video at that time according to the time and direction......

"Wait, this is ......"

Her eyes widened in surprise.

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