Just when Xia Chenghao sighed, the text message prompt sounded, and he took out his mobile phone, which was the size of the door and window sent by Romi. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After a quick analysis, Xia Chenghao called Master Zhao, "Help me get a few pieces of bulletproof glass and a blastproof door." The data is sent to you. ”

No matter who the other party is, since he can find him, it is difficult to find his residence, he is still on guard, he doesn't want to sleep at night and be attacked, and he is attacked by that kind of deadly sniper rifle.

After turning around on the rooftop, he didn't find any clues, and the attacker even picked up the bullet casings, and he seemed to be a master, but he didn't know why he made such a childish move as leaving a word on the ground.

Kill?

Glancing at the paint that had not yet dried, Xia Chenghao sneered. Killing people is not something that can be effective by writing, and if you want to kill him, it depends on whether the other party has the ability.

Staying any longer won't yield anything, and a guy who thinks so cautious won't leave fingerprints on the handle of the brush.

After turning around, Xia Chenghao climbed in through the small window.

Downstairs.

The flash drive handed over by the security guard at the door as he walked out of the hall, but he had to sign the transaction book to prove it. Xia Chenghao took the register, signed the name and police number on the forged police officer ID and returned to the car.

Now we just have to see if we can find any clues in this flash drive.

Not far from the recycling station, Xia Chenghao suddenly stepped on the brakes, turned the steering wheel and drove the car into an alley where no one was around, got out of the car and began to carefully check the front and back of the body. He didn't know why he felt this way, he always felt that the sniper sniping him was not accidental, and that guy should have mastered his driving directions.

The whole body is as smooth as new, shining brightly, without a trace of damage, not like someone has moved their hands and feet.

After inspecting the two front tires, he found a strange piece of metal nailed to the outside of the left tire in the rear.

Gently removing the piece of metal, there are five tiny metal hooks firmly embedded in the front of the tire. But it's too small, it doesn't puncture the inner tube, but it doesn't fall off a lot.

Looking at it in the palm of his hand, Xia Chenghao couldn't help frowning slightly.

He was no stranger to this thing, a miniature tracker that could be fired with a firearm at a distance.

Although it is only the size of a fingernail, the signal that can be emitted can be received from up to twenty kilometers away. If it hit the body, it would definitely make a noise, but it hit the tires, no wonder he never noticed.

However, this equipment is generally used by the cleaners, and it is strange that those guys might as well kill the target directly if they have this kung fu.

Could it be that he is being targeted by the purges? Could it have been sent by the Security Service of Zion? But I didn't hear Kelly Young mention that Khanna had sent someone. Since the trio was last killed, they hadn't encountered anyone sent by the Zion Security Service.

Will it be this time?

Xia Chenghao carefully observed the tire, and judging from the wound on the tire, the tracker was obviously nailed not long ago. It should be out of the recycle bin, but when is it? Is it in front of the police station? Or at the destination? Or during the period when he went to raid the villa?

Throw the tracker on the ground and stomp on it. This tracker is a one-way transmitter, and it is impossible for him to lock the receiver based on the signal sent by this tracker, so it is useless to keep it.

If the other party really has a deep hatred with him, he will definitely come to him, and it will be more convenient to ask him directly when the time comes.

After checking the body up and down, left and right again, to make sure that there were no other trackers, Xia Chenghao drove the car into the recycling station.

The workshop was empty, and the horn hanging overhead just walked in sounded, "I'm in the basement, come down!" ”

Xia Chenghao knew that a large number of sensors and monitors were installed around this scrap car recycling station, and Master Zhao could know who was coming without going out.

He was cutting the bulletproof glass he wanted in the basement.

Xia Chenghao asked, "Do you have a small surveillance drone here?" ”

Most of the armies of various countries are equipped with drones. Small in size, easy to operate, flexible in action, not much larger than ordinary remote control toys, not easy to be spotted.

If he had brought this kind of drone today, he wouldn't have to run to the roof of the building in person, and it would not be much more convenient to fly it directly to the top of the roof to find out.

Master Zhao skillfully cut the glass and said casually: "I have a few prototypes here, but they still need to be improved." Do you want quantum engine or fixed-wing? ”

"Let's use the Quantum Engine!"

Quantum Engine drones can hover over targets like armed low-altitude shuttles to monitor them, rather than hovering around like fixed-wing low-altitude shuttles.

"Okay, I'll pick it up in a few days." Master Zhao readily agreed.

As he spoke, he had already cut a window glass and put it on the ground, and there were only three pieces of bulletproof glass, and he couldn't cut it today.

After taking a turn in the basement, Xia Chenghao took a few pinhole cameras and left, returning to Kelly Yang's house.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Romy walking up and down the aisle with an anxious face. Seeing that Xia Chenghao was safe and sound, she breathed a sigh of relief and showed a little smile, "It's okay if it's okay?" Yes? Your face hurts. ”

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury." Although Xia Chenghao had already told her that it was a minor injury, Romi still took out a first-aid kit from the room and took out a few cotton swabs and alcohol bottles from it.

Xia Chenghao sat on the sofa and let Romi's alcohol-soaked cotton swab wipe his wounds.

Turn on the A3 sensor computer, connect the chip with the card reader, and open the decipherment program.

Romy's hand cleaning the wound paused slightly when he saw the chip.

Xia Chenghao also noticed her abnormality, turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Romy sighed softly, an apologetic expression on his face. "I'm sorry! If it weren't for my willful preference for this chip, you wouldn't have been hurt. ”

Her eyes were full of self-blame and guilt.

Xia Chenghao didn't expect her to say this, so he smiled faintly and comforted: "What is this little thing, how can you not get hurt in this business?" For me, this injury is not even pediatric. ”

Work has already begun on the decipherment program.

Ten minutes, one hour, until fifteen hundred hours are shown. Looking at the rising remaining time, Romy's mouth opened wide in surprise and couldn't help but let out an exclamation, "What, how long will this take?" ”

The rest of the time has soared to hundreds of thousands of hours, but the progress bar below is still active, and even after decades, the code cannot be deciphered.

Xia Chenghao reluctantly quit the deciphering program, this software is recognized as the strongest deciphering program on Planet Grims, and even it can't be helped, so what else can unlock this chip? (To be continued.) )