Chapter 12: The Praying Mantis and the Cicada (2)
I looked along the motor and realized that this time it was just a motorcycle.
I thought this was a figure that the enemy had left behind, and my heart said that this is the one who is alone, and our brother will definitely capture him.
I shouted to Lu Yufeng, that means let's go back to the car, Ah Feng's driving skills are very good, he just needs to seize the opportunity, rub the side of the motorcycle a little, and make sure to let the motorcycle come to the back of the horse.
But Ah Feng didn't mean to drive at all, his face was so heavy that he felt like water was about to drip out, and he touched his waist and took out a dagger.
He held a watch in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, and his legs were stuck right in the middle of the road.
It can be seen from his actions that he is very angry and has a feeling of playing with his life. I don't understand how this can happen, but Panzi can't ignore it.
With Lu Yufeng in the way, Pan Zi and I couldn't drive, so we had to stand around him left and right.
Looking at the approaching motorcycle, I was quite worried, afraid that if this driver went crazy and rushed straight over, how could we stop it?
But when the motorcyclist saw us, he slowed down as well, but he was wearing a helmet, and I couldn't see what he looked like.
The two groups of us were ten meters away, looking at each other, Lu Yufeng shouted first, "Stop, you may be very happy, but have you thought that we don't, aren't you afraid that there will be no turning back?" ”
The motorcyclist didn't reply. I suddenly had an idea in my heart, this driver is not like the female secretary, but like our people.
The driver touched his pocket again, took out his mobile phone, dialed in a snap, and made a call.
I wondered who he was calling, was he calling a helper? But I didn't expect my phone to ring, and I looked at the caller ID and was stunned.
I don't think it's a coincidence, in other words, the person who keeps making harassing calls should be the mysterious driver in front of him.
We're all so close, what else do I answer, isn't it obvious that we're wasting phone bills? I hung it up right away.
But the driver was stubborn and hit again. I really couldn't understand what he was thinking, and after a little struggle, I answered the phone.
The two of us were very funny, and when they looked at each other like this, I fed them first.
The motorcyclist never took off his helmet, he stuffed his phone through the helmet, booed twice, and then played music, but the music was very short, and it stopped in a few seconds. Then he said, "This Mass is for you, you know? Sooner or later, one day, what Zhou Weijian and Chu Chengliang are like, you will be what you are. ”
When I heard Zhou Weijian's name coldly, I didn't react, and I said in my heart, who is this? But after an epiphany, I thought of the information of the informant who appeared on the wireless communicator.
I suddenly buzzed in my head, I have always remembered Lu Zheng's words, he said that the organization played with us, I always felt that Chu Chengliang's death was a little strange, and now I was stimulated by the words of the motorcycle driver, I have a very ridiculous guess.
Zhou Weijian and Chu Chengliang are both special informants, one of them has completed the task and has been released from prison, and the other is estimated to have done the same task, and will be free immediately.
Could it be that the promises made to us by the organization are fake? Will it find an excuse to kill these informants who have completed their sentences? And it's not hard to understand, because the more tasks you do, the more secrets you learn, how can an organization keep such a person in the world?
I was scared this time, and when I was still thinking about it, the driver hung up the phone, turned around again, and left quickly.
Lu Yufeng and Pan Zi couldn't hear the call between me and the motorcycle driver, and they didn't know what the driver said to me.
Lu Yufeng was not interested in asking, and when he saw the motorcycle driver leave, he beckoned the two of us to get in the car quickly.
I was confused, but I followed.
Lu Yufeng was in a hurry, and drove the car fast, and after a quarter of an hour, we saw the surviving van.
I thought Lu Yufeng was going to arrest someone, but when he saw the van, he slowed down and stayed away. Also make a call on your mobile phone.
The call was made to the connector, and after it was connected, Lu Yufeng first told the connector what had happened, and then asked the connector to organize manpower to rescue the van that had been in an accident, and finally he said the route of the van that was fleeing, and asked the connector to find someone to keep an eye on it.
I have an urge to scratch my head, and I can feel that the meaning of Lu Yufeng and the connector person seems to be not to arrest people, but to release people. I said in my heart why did they let the female secretary go, this female secretary is doing illegal business, which is a crime. I'm totaling it, is it that the female secretary is bait? Shall we let her go to catch the big fish?
If this guess is correct, then everything is reasonable. The motorcycle driver must be Wu Hao, Wu Hao was originally responsible for investigating the task of the female secretary, but it must have been the female secretary's filthy behavior that angered Wu Hao's sense of justice, he couldn't help but kill Cao Yang and the four of them, and he did so, but he destroyed the task in disguise, which led to Lu Yufeng's dissatisfaction.
I suddenly had a sense of tragedy, and I felt that since I came to Tatsu City, Panzi and I have played the role of two comics, and I don't know anything, so I joined in.
How did the connector reply to Lu Yufeng, I don't know, anyway, after Lu Yufeng made the phone call, and after following him for a while, he parked the car on the side of the road, and the whole person seemed to be very tired and lying on the steering wheel.
I don't know what to say, and I received too much information from these things just now, and I can't digest it for a while.
I had a feeling that I was about to crash, and I refused to think, and I was in a daze like Lu Yufeng. Pan Zi didn't care, he thought we were both tired, he lit a cigarette himself, sat in the back seat and smoked it boringly.
After a long while, Lu Yufeng slowly sat up straight, sighed and said, "I hope this matter will be slowed down, and Wu Hao can restrain himself from the precipice, so that he still has hope of saving his life." ”
Pan Zi sighed and asked first, "What's wrong with Wu Hao?" ”
I really want to smoke Panzi, and I said in my heart that this immoral beast, if it weren't for me as his brother and commutation to be an informant, he would have died a long time ago, and he would still be stupid.
Lu Yufeng said nothing, turned the car around again, and we went to Wu Hao's house.
This is the meaning of negotiating with Wu Hao, from my own point of view, I think Lu Yufeng is right to do this, but it is also wrong. We are friends with Wu Hao, so we should say something to persuade him, but Wu Hao is guilty now, and we will get into trouble if we have too much contact with him.
With this entanglement, I took the car into the village. In less than a day, we came to Wu Hao's house twice.
It's midnight now, and the village is dark except for Wu Hao's house, which shows a faint light.
We parked the car at the door of Wu Hao's house, got out of the car one after another, and Lu Yufeng took the lead in knocking on the door.
But no one answered us, Lu Yufeng was forced to have no move, turned over and jumped in, and opened the door.
When I entered the courtyard, Wu Hao was sitting at the dining table in the living room, with his back to us, still lying on his stomach. There was a bottle of finished liquor next to it.
I guess Wu Hao is also very uncomfortable at this time, so let's just get drunk.
We didn't have to knock on the door, we pushed the door directly and went in and came to Wu Hao's side together. Lu Yufeng's state was not very good, he sighed, pushed Wu Hao and said, "If you haven't slept, let's drink and chat together." ”
Wu Hao didn't react. Lu Yufeng tilted his head and looked at Wu Hao, his face changed a little, and he took out a puzzled posture.
Pan Zi couldn't help it at this time, and went up to drag Wu Hao, wanting to pull him up.
I also cooperated with Pan Zi to help together, but what kind of Wu Hao did we drag up, or this is a very realistic dummy at all.
Lu Yufeng shouted a bad word, but it was too late, and suddenly, the ground under our feet cracked.
With the dining table as the center, there is a prototype area with a radius of two meters, and a large crack appears vertically, which is opened like a door.
We all fell screaming.
I struggled to know it was a trap, and if the bunk underneath was full of large serrations, we would be poked into a leaky pot.
But it only fell three meters, and we all landed on a pile of sand.
The sand was weird, wet inside, and it sank down as soon as our feet touched it. I was so happy that I thought we had saved our lives.
I wanted to pull myself out of the sand with one more kick. But I didn't expect that the leg I was trapped in was like being grabbed by an invisible hand, and I couldn't pull it out.
This made me so anxious that I hurriedly twisted my body and tried to borrow strength.
But it was all in vain, and I watched myself sink into my waist little by little.
Lu Yufeng hasn't struggled since he got in, it's not that he's calm or anything, he understands the trickiness in this.
When he was stuck in the end, he smiled and said to the two of us, "Do you know what Wu Hao's code name is?" ”
Pan Zi and I both shook our heads, and Pan Zi continued to struggle while shaking his head, and he pulled his legs hard, and his face turned red under the force.
Lu Yufeng waved his hand, which meant that Pan Zi should not bother, and said, "Wu Hao used to be a desert scout, specializing in some anti-terrorism tasks, and his code name is Desert Rat. The best weapon is a bomb, and the best trap is quicksand. ”
I buzzed my head when I heard the quicksand, and although I saw it for the first time today, I had already heard of its horror.
Quicksand is comparable to a swamp, and in the face of its devilish suction, human resistance is very small. I also understand, why when I ate at Wu Hao's house in the evening, I felt that my feet were so damp, it turned out that there was such a cat under here. (Quicksand is composed of fine sand, clay, and salt water)
In addition, when listening to Lu Yufeng's words, I also paid attention to the surroundings and took a general look.
I have to say that in this circular trap with a radius of two meters, in addition to us and the falling table and dummies, there are also four guests who arrived early.
Looking at the appearance of these four guests, I was deeply frightened.