Chapter 41: Tracking
Yang Song walked up to the screen and stared at the blurred back for half a minute before asking: "There is only one person here, and I don't see the body." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Li Changsheng rubbed his eyebrows with one hand, took out two green pills from the side pocket of his tunic with the other, and fed them to the mountain eagle on his shoulder, "This person is Luoyang." ”
There was silence in the room for a moment, how could this sound so unreliable, like a cold joke, Yang Song laughed dryly twice, and said, "Are you kidding me?" A dead man can't run on the street by himself. ”
"I don't know how the dead man ran onto the street, but I am seventy percent sure that this person is Luoyang, the height and body shape are exactly the same, and the clothes on his body seem to be the one lost in the morgue, that is, the light is too dark to see the color clearly, but it is definitely a leather coat." Li Changsheng stuffed the green pill that fed the eagle into his mouth, like eating fruit hard candy, and held it under his tongue, completely ignoring the bitter taste of the pill, but enjoying it very much, as if he was tasting strong tea.
Hearing this, Yang Song fell silent, and then he took out Luoyang's death notice from his pocket, looked at the signature and official seal on it, and thought to himself that the doctor in a small hospital definitely didn't dare to fool himself in this matter, and he didn't have this motive, so he said: "The doctor has confirmed Luoyang's death, is it possible that he can still cheat the corpse?" ”
In fact, Li Changsheng was also very puzzled at the moment, and he didn't know what kind of situation Luoyang was now, so he didn't argue and explain, and said to the officer of the Commission for Discipline Inspection in front of the main control computer: "Go ahead." ”
The picture on the circular screen wall jumped again, and after about two minutes, Li Changsheng raised his hand again and shouted to stop.
This time the picture is frozen just right, there is a taxi in the middle of the road, because it is over the speed limit, the car is driving very slowly, and the picture is very clear.
In the passenger seat of the taxi, a passenger wearing a brown leather jacket sits.
"Zoom in a little bit." Yang Song's face was shocked, and the whole person almost came to the screen.
The officer of the Commission for Discipline Inspection in front of the central control computer magnified the picture several times according to his orders, and the facial outline of the passenger in the co-pilot was revealed.
For a while, everyone held their breath, even Li Changsheng was no exception.
Now it is basically certain that Luoyang is a fraudulent corpse.
"What the hell is going on!" Yang Song glanced down at the death notice in his hand, and then looked up at the monitoring screen, and after repeating it several times, the whole person was a little confused.
Li Changsheng's situation is not much better than him, and he is also in a state of unacceptability and understanding at the moment, Luoyang's body was pulled from under his nose, and he heard it clearly at that time, Luoyang's breathing and heartbeat have indeed stopped, could it be that there are really immortal means in this world that can bring people back to life? It's unlikely. He then thought of another possibility, could it be that Luoyang was not in a state of death at that time, but a state of fetal breath!
But in an instant, this idea was overturned by himself, and he would rather believe that someone had saved Luoyang by bringing the dead back to life, rather than believe that Luoyang could have a fetal breath.
I heard some elders in the clan say that before the end of the Dharma era, the aura of heaven and earth was extremely abundant, and even those with mediocre qualifications could settle down and survive by absorbing spiritual energy.
But now is the era of the end of the law, the aura of heaven and earth is thin, not as good as one ten-millionth of the ancient period, no matter how amazing the genius is, he can't survive with the aura alone.
What's more, Luoyang is just a group of ordinary people who rely on strange skills and tricks to create it, in a vain attempt to steal the garbage created by the Heavenly Dao, can it be comparable to those wizards who are born to truly uphold the destiny of heaven?
In today's era, being able to breathe represents a realm, a realm that makes people look up to the mountains.
Only when the sea of qi is opened and the aura of heaven and earth can be stored in the small heaven and earth in the body, can the breath be completely cut off and only be born by the breath of the fetus.
But opening the sea of qi is even more impossible for Luoyang.
Even if Luoyang stole a trace of creation and opened the spiritual aperture, it would be impossible to reach the realm of opening the Qi Sea without one hundred and eighty years of penance.
And if you want to reach this realm, you need not only time accumulation, but also wisdom, courage, and life, all of which are indispensable.
Li Changsheng awakened at the age of five, and at the age of seven, he followed the guide into the mountain to practice, and he has been practicing for 18 years, and he has a little understanding of this hidden cultivation world.
As far as he knew, in the entire cultivation world now, there were less than five cultivators in the Qi Sea realm, and all of them were masters of the same level.
Luoyang no matter what, it is impossible to reach the sky in one step.
Just when Li Changsheng was full of entanglement, Yang Song had already stepped aside and dialed the phone number of Yu Jingan's office.
"Chairman, Luoyang is still alive."
"What's going on?"
"We just re-checked the surveillance video,......" Yang Song reported the situation to Yu Jingan in detail, and then speculated: "It may be that the doctor misdiagnosed, Luoyang should have just faked his death yesterday." ”
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, almost a minute or two, before the voice came again, "Let Li Changsheng answer the phone." ”
When Yang Song heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, this was not Yu Jing'an's voice.
Not so old, should be a young man.
It seems to be the same person as the voice that grabbed the conversation next to the phone yesterday.
"Who are you?" Yang Song subconsciously asked.
There was no answer on the other end of the phone, but he just repeated: "Let Li Changsheng answer the phone." ”
Yang Song was furious when he heard this, where the and some young people came out, one did not understand the rules more than the other.
He was about to make a righteous accusation when a majestic cough came from the other end of the phone.
Yang Song lost his temper in an instant, because this cough was sent by Yu Jing'an, he had been a secretary to Yu Jing'an for a few years, and knew that some seemingly simple behaviors of this old leader actually contained deep meaning, cough on behalf of reminder, hold a cup and drink tea with low eyebrows, a sip represents normal, it is thirsty to moisten the throat, if it is two or more mouthfuls, it means that you have a negative opinion of you, and you have not reviewed and corrected your behavior, and it is not far from being blacklisted and wearing small shoes.
Yang Song estimated that if he didn't give the phone to Li Changsheng, it was estimated that the old man on the other end of the phone who was difficult to serve would have to pick up his cup and drink tea.
Thinking of this, a trace of sweat oozed from his palms, and he hurriedly turned around and asked Li Changsheng to come over and answer the phone.
The latter came back to his senses when he heard the sound and stepped forward to take the phone.
He doesn't seem to use his mobile phone often, and when he sees that the screen of his mobile phone is dark, he pokes it with his hand, but it doesn't light up.
"Okay, you just talk about it." Yang Song looked at his stupid appearance and couldn't help but remind.
"Oh." Li Changsheng put his mobile phone on his face and said loudly, "Hey...... Speak. ”
"Senior brother, it's me." A grim voice came from the other end of the line.
"Senior Brother Changqing." When Li Changsheng heard this voice, his attitude instantly took a 180-degree turn, and he changed from his previous frivolity and impatience to respect.
"Didn't you confirm it?"
"I confirmed it at the time, there was no breathing and no heartbeat, he was definitely dead, he couldn't have a baby, right?"
"Fetal breath ......" heard the word, and the other end of the phone groaned.
Li Changsheng asked, "Senior Brother Changqing, what should I do now?" ”
The person on the other end of the phone thought for a moment before replying: "Order cannot be disturbed, this will not change, Luoyang must be destroyed, but I am a little interested in him, if you can catch it alive, try to catch it alive." ”
"Okay, got it." Li Changsheng responded.
"Can it be done?" The person on the other end of the line asked again.
"It should be no problem, I have found his whereabouts, junior brother, you know that what I am best at is hunting." Li Changsheng held the phone in both hands, and his answer was a little restrained.
"Then I'll wait for your good news." The answer on the other end of the line was succinct, and then he hung up.
Li Changsheng returned the phone to Yang Song, who had not yet received clear instructions from Yu Jing'an, so he wanted to say a few words, but after putting the phone to his ear, he found that there was no sound, and his heart couldn't help but feel cold for a while, and he turned his head to look at Li Changsheng: "What did you say?" ”
"I'll take care of everything next, you don't have to meddle anymore, you can use your place, and then talk about it." When Li Changsheng said this, he didn't look at Yang Song, his eyes were staring at the screen, very focused, and he had put away his usual frivolous and casual style. Senior Brother Changqing asked him to catch him alive, and he also agreed, then this matter must be done, otherwise he will lose his trust in the other party, which is a very serious problem. Therefore, he planned to go into battle in person, instead of handing over the matter to Yang Song, a group of stupid convictions, who could lose every corpse, and expecting them to do things well was undoubtedly gambling on luck. Li Changsheng didn't want to gamble, and he didn't even want this group of stupid people to cause trouble for himself, so he said so.
"That's what the chairman said?" Yang Song was a little skeptical, and if this was the case, he was undoubtedly marginalized by Bian (why this phrase should also be harmonized).
Li Changsheng ignored him and said to the officer of the Commission for Discipline Inspection who operated the central control computer: "Keep playing." ”
Yang Song didn't muster up the courage after all, so he called again to confirm, nodded with the subordinate, and motioned for him to listen to Li Changsheng's instructions.
The screen wall continued to flicker, and after a few minutes, Li Changsheng shouted 'stop'.
The picture freezes, and the taxi carrying Luoyang turns left on the West Main Road and drives into a hotel.
"Play at normal speed."
The scene moved again, and after about two minutes, the taxi drove out of the hotel gate again, and there was no one in the passenger seat.
"Lancheng Hotel, take me there." After Li Changsheng confirmed the landmark, he said to the officer of the Commission for Discipline Inspection who had been serving as his driver.
"I'll contact the Armed Police Force." Yang Song said cautiously, and at the same time took out his mobile phone to dial.
"It's enough for me to go alone, don't mess with me." Li Changsheng glanced at Yang Song coldly, stopped him, and then raised his hand slightly, and the eagle on his shoulder flew out of the window and disappeared into the clouds and rain in the sky.
Jansson listened to him, put the phone down, and then looked at him levelly.
After a moment of silence, he took the gun from the holster at his waist and handed it over.
The latter took it with a smile, and the tension between the two seemed to be about to be relieved with this kind move, but Li Changsheng made a move that no one expected.
He grabbed the barrel of the gun in his hand, the green tendons on the back of his hand loomed, and the body of the gun, which was polished with gun oil, suddenly made a hoarse twisting sound.
In front of everyone's eyes, he actually pinched the sturdy gun body with his bare hands.
Then he grinned and said three words lightly.
"I don't need to."