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"It's not the right direction."

"What's wrong with the direction?"

Ji Luanchuan took out his mobile phone and opened the text message sent by Ah Xing in the text message inbox.

The address sent above was in the south of the city, and now the car of the Kerpu is speeding to the north of the city. But they came from the north of the city.

If the new nest relocated by Kerpu is in the north of the city, it doesn't make sense at all.

From the south of the city to the north of the city, it is too turbulent. And Huang Mao once said in the bug that he would move all night.

In this small city, even if Django and they can't touch a carrying car, aren't Kerpu afraid of being bumped into by the local patrolling police?

Too far away, too risky.

Especially in the north of the city, which is close to the border.

"You mean, they're going to bypass the police anyway when they move, so they won't go north of the city?" Django turned his head to look at him.

Before Ji Luanchuan nodded, Lu Chen asked, "But it's also possible that Kelpu wants to take a risk?" ”

"The most dangerous place is the safest place, don't criminals often say that?"

Both claims are likely to be true.

But none of them had accurate evidence to find clues.

"Team Jiang, what should I do then?"

"Let's keep up, what if we are fooled?"

Ji Luanchuan's meaning is obvious.

Kerpu drove in a different direction, perhaps sensing that they were following them and trying to shake them off.

But his guess wasn't necessarily accurate.

Django frowned and didn't speak for a few seconds,

After a few seconds, he turned on the surveillance device and gave the latest orders to the other officers in the car.

"One group and two groups return to their original places and continue to squat, guard every street near Durbar Square, pay attention to observation, and if this car comes back, report to me as soon as possible!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

After the unanimous answer came, the sound of tires rubbing against the ground as they turned was quickly heard in the headphones.

The cars driving in different directions were speeding away in the dark night, and the eyes of Ji Luanchuan and the others were fixed on the black car in front of them, and they even talked a lot less.

Although Mark was only here to help, he also felt more nervous and excited than ever before.

He drove stealthily, was skilled in tracking, and was very familiar with Kathmandu, which was an unexpected surprise to Django.

But as the car drove on, Mark was keenly aware that something was wrong.

The car in front seemed to be heading for a dead end.

"Season?"

Mark quickly turned his head, gave him a serious look, and spoke quickly.

"What's wrong?"

"If you have something, just say it, don't hesitate."

Ji Luanchuan didn't speak, but Lu Chen couldn't sit still.

Mark said, "I've been to this place before. ”

"There's only one road ahead, or one with no exit."

This area is a poor residential area, surrounded by low, dilapidated bungalows, except for the occasional few towering King Kong trees, and the front is pitch black.

From time to time, the sound of children crying can be heard in the houses on both sides of the street.

Mark and his organization used to come to live here for a while while they were hiding from the police.

In such a residential area, at the end of the street, there is a high wall of barbed wire and glass shard.

Because behind this residential area, there is a wide river.

Before the high wall was built, children often fell into the river and drowned. Later, in order to curb this terrible situation, the residents, together with the relevant staff, simply built high walls on the streets along the river. If you want to get out, you have to go back the way you came.

What did Kerp do with his car in this place?

Could it be that they also rented a house here to escape like Mark used to?

Ji Luanchuan pursed his thin lips, and suspicion flashed in his dark eyes.

"Not really."

"Do you see things differently?" Django turned his gaze from the rearview mirror to him.

Ji Luanchuan said, "The car is too conspicuous for residential areas to hide. ”

Truly.

This car is very common in the country.

But in the chaotic and dilapidated Nepal, those who can afford a car are basically the rich.

Especially in the slums, isn't it tantamount to asking for a dead end if the Kalep is so flamboyant?

A few people were thinking about it when the car in front of them suddenly stopped in front of a bungalow.

The car stopped unprepared, and it took a lot of effort for Mark to park the car on the side of the road without rushing straight over.

"Look, how can Qi Yue act like he's drunk?"

Lu Chen took off the headphones and pointed to Qi Yue, who was helped out of the car by the driver.

Django and Ji Luanchuan looked over together, and saw that Kerpu in the back seat of the car also got out of the car.

Kerr was of medium height, dressed in an ill-fitting black suit, with sunglasses and a hat, and walked straight into the bungalow without looking back.

Ji Luanchuan didn't see his face clearly, but suddenly found that he had seen the sunglasses and hat he was wearing.

- When I was in City A, Qi Yue wore it.

But how could Qi Yue give the things he had worn close to others to others?

This is not in line with her usual arbitrary style.

The door to the bungalow was slammed shut, and Django and the others had to wait in the car for the three to come out again.

After all, they haven't found their new nest yet, and it's useless to arrest people.

There is no evidence, no one has stolen goods, and if they are caught, they must be released.

Several people stared at the locked iron door of the bungalow, staring intently.

Ji Luanchuan's dark eyes moved, and a small conjecture flashed in his mind.

In just a second, he burst into flames.

"No, they must have escaped."

"Get out of the car and look inside the bungalow."

"How did you—"

"Now is not the time to answer questions."

"Are you sure you want me to explain them to you one by one?"

By the time the explanation was finished, the daylilies were cold.

Lu Chen and Mark Qi looked at Django together, Django frowned and looked at Ji Luanchuan, thought for a few seconds, and chose to believe him.

"You wait in the car, and the three of us go down and see."

"I'll call you if there's a situation." Django said to Lu Chen.

Lu Chen nodded in response, and watched the three of them open the car door and stride away, locking the car door.

While running, Django lowered his voice and asked Ji Luanchuan, "Why did you say that just now?" ”

"Because I've been."

Ji Luanchuan remembered the underground casino he entered when he tracked down Wu Zong and the others with Xu Yun before.

An ordinary restaurant next door to the casino has a basement, but what about this bungalow?

Combined with all the clues before, as well as Qi Yue's abnormal style, he guessed that unless Qi Yue didn't need to hide people's eyes and ears, and she wouldn't need to wear sunglasses and hats anymore, she would throw them away or give them to others.

What's more, she is also a public figure.

The only thing that makes sense is that they can leave the sight of others and never appear again.

So Ji Luanchuan guessed that in this bungalow, there is another exit.

Sure enough, after Django and the others waited for two minutes to kick the door open, the room was empty.

"Find the basement!" Ji Luanchuan said in a deep voice.

As he spoke, his piercing gaze searched the room.

It is a small bungalow, separated by a curtain full of Buddha statues, and divided into two rooms.

The room was empty.

Nothing but dusty furniture and pots and pans.

It doesn't look like a long-term resident at all.

Django grabbed his hair in annoyance, hating himself for hesitating for a while after listening to Ji Luanchuan's analysis just now, delaying time.

But regret is regret, and there is not so much effort to make him think of anything else at the moment.

The three of them searched the room inside and out, but they couldn't find the basement door.

Ji Luanchuan knocked next to the wall, and after a few knocks, there was an unceremonious curse and greeting in Nepali from next door.

"There are neighbors living next to it, so there must be a basement in this room."

"They can't walk from the roof."

After all, there was still Lu Chen watching outside.

If there was someone on the roof, how could he not see it.

Django completely believed Ji Luanchuan's analysis at this time.

"Then look for it again, I don't believe that I can't find an entrance to this room even if I turn it upside down."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to step into the inner room when he felt a creak under his feet and a soft sound.

Django looked stunned, his eyes snapped to his feet, and he saw that there was a piece of floor moving under his feet.

"Found it!"

He squatted down and quickly reached for the buckle, and it took a long time for the loose floor to be lifted.

It turned out that the gaps in the floor were glued with scotch tape, which blended in with the rest of the floor, so it was no wonder they didn't notice.

Beneath the floor was a narrow staircase, and there was a black hole under the staircase, and nothing could be seen.

Django turned on his phone and hunched down the stairs.

As soon as he left, Ji Luanchuan and Mark behind him also followed.

Before going down, Ji Luanchuan suddenly thought of something, turned around and walked back to the back of the door quickly, stuffed the key on the table in the room into the door lock outside the door, and then slammed the door from the inside, before turning back and going down to the basement. If you love it, how can you not pay attention to this or the hot online article, and chat about the online article together~