At dusk, around eight or nine o'clock, the earth-shattering explosion plunged the entire southern city of Manhattan into silence.

Aunt Lin saw a message from the old sisters in her WeChat group, saying that an unfinished apartment building on Broadway had been blown up, and the flames of the explosion could be seen even from several kilometers away, and there were many police officers at the scene, and the fire brigade kept pulling corpses out of it.

It even attached a video taken by a mobile phone with unclear quality.

Hearing the news, Aunt Lin immediately panicked, because the unfinished apartment was the one she had asked Lin Cheng about before, 620 South Broadway.

If Lin Cheng was also in that apartment when the explosion occurred, I am afraid that he would also be among the corpses that were pulled out.

Aunt Lin tried to call Lin Cheng, but the call was not answered, which made her sit still, and she wanted to go to the police station to ask about the situation, but she was afraid to really see Lin Cheng's child's body lying in the morgue, and she was conflicted.

"Oh, what can I do, that kid is still young, if it's really gone, I'm a big sin......."

It also happened that at this time, there was a sudden knock on the door outside the door, and Aunt Lin thought that the police had come to the door.

It's all like that on TV, after the police find the body of the deceased, they begin to check the identity, and after checking the identity, the police will visit the last person the deceased contacted before his death, but when Aunt Lin opened the door tremblingly, what she saw was Lin Cheng's figure.

Lin Cheng stood outside the iron fence gate, with a sincere smile on his face, although it was disguised.

"Aunt Lin, it's me."

"Ah Cheng, Ah Cheng, you're okay, oops, I'm scared to death Auntie-"

Aunt Lin hurriedly brought Lin Cheng into the house.

"After I heard that the house exploded, my aunt still thought you were giving ......"

Speaking of this, Aunt Lin was silent.

Lin Cheng realized Aunt Lin's thoughts, but he just signaled her to be relieved.

"I didn't go in, I kept watching the construction site of the apartment outside, I wanted to see what the Japanese were planning to do, but I didn't expect it to be empty, so I went to other places to investigate."

"I really didn't expect that those crazy Japanese actually planted bombs, it's terrible, it's just a bunch of crazy people."

After a pause, the expression on Lin Cheng's face suddenly became a little frustrated, and he continued to speak, with a pleading meaning in his words.

"Those Japanese don't know where they are plotting something bad, and if you can't find them, you don't know what they want to do, Aunt Lin, you have to help me figure out a way, we must bring them to justice, otherwise the whole Chinatown will be in danger."

Of course, Lin Cheng did not forget the image of a detective assistant he set up, trying to use words to get by.

He put his hope on Aunt Lin, hoping that Aunt Lin was really as powerful as she said, and that she could rely on her Sunset Red Old Sisters to mobilize everyone in the entire Chinatown to find the whereabouts of those dangerous Japanese.

Only in this way can we find those Japanese, and then it is possible to find the whereabouts of Han Surong.

Sure enough, hearing Lin Cheng's words, Aunt Lin was silent for a moment, as if she had figured out something, and slowly spoke.

"Ah Cheng, you're right, we can't put the whole Chinatown in danger, we have to think of a way, it's better to stay here tonight, Auntie will take you to visit someone tomorrow morning, maybe ...... He will have a way. ”

"Wouldn't it be a little too late to visit tomorrow morning, the sooner the better?"

"Stupid, people's identities are not something that can be seen if you want to, even the aunt has to inform them before you can arrange a meeting."

Aunt Lin angrily knocked Lin Cheng's little brain melon with her hand, and said angrily.

Until Lin Cheng was sent back to his small room in the apartment building, and Aunt Lin's room finally quieted down, Aunt Lin sat back on the sofa, found a number that was not commonly used in the address book of the mobile phone, and after a short silence, dialed the number of that number.

"Aunt Lin, why are you free to call me?"

On the other end of the line was a young man with a Cantonese accent, seemingly surprised by the call.

"Zhihao, is your grandfather free tomorrow, I want to bring someone over to see him."

"Grandpa is still in the hospital, but if you speak, it must be no problem, I'll go and talk to my grandfather and his old man now, I'll see you tomorrow at the North Shore Hospital, you know the hospital's special care ward, call me when you arrive, I'll pick you up."

Lin Cheng didn't know what was going on downstairs, he had 100% trust in Aunt Lin, but it seemed that he couldn't go back tonight.

As Nakajima frantically blew up buildings and crushed dozens of counterterrorism agents, police throughout New York City stepped up their patrols as if provoked.

Chinatown is close to the scene of the explosion, and there are patrol officers on every street, and any suspicious vehicles will be stopped for investigation, and even Lin Cheng was stopped by the patrol police on the street once when he drove over.

But fortunately, the Assassin Alliance seems to have some special ways, the documents are all true, and he directly returned Lin Cheng's documents to Lin Cheng and asked Lin Cheng to leave, and then he returned to the old apartment through the search blockade to meet Aunt Lin.

Her room is still the same as when she left, and Aunt Lin seems to have helped tidy it up, and the quilts are neatly folded.

Lin Cheng changed into pajamas, lay on the bed covered with a quilt, and looked at the flashing red and blue lights on the ceiling, which were reflected from the window, and the red and blue police lights on the police car, which were scorching and dazzling, and soon, he fell asleep.

The next day, early in the morning, Aunt Lin dragged Lin Cheng up from the bed.

On the silver-gray BMW, Lin Cheng sighed, looking at the numbers on his watch, his eyes were confused, but Aunt Lin opened the co-pilot's door and sat in, carrying a bag of buns and a cup of soy milk in her hand, which were directly stuffed into Lin Cheng's hands.

"Auntie, it's only half past six in the morning, where does anyone get up so early to visit others-"

"You can't stop your mouth from eating, hurry up and eat, and drive away after eating."

Aunt Lin glanced at him angrily, Lin Cheng had no choice but to smile, take the breakfast and eat it.

Although Aunt Lin is from Guangdong, she also considered that Lin Cheng came from the north and might not be used to the taste of southerners, so she made a special trip to help buy pure meat stuffed sauce meat buns.

The steamed buns are steaming, with a strong meat fragrance, which makes people's appetite move, plus a cup of fresh soy milk with caster sugar, Lin Cheng eats a beauty, and looks at Aunt Lin happily.

It was also at this time that Lin Cheng suddenly noticed that Aunt Lin seemed to be dressed differently today.

Aunt Lin's face was carefully dressed up with makeup, a floral cheongsam that highlighted the curves of her figure, and a small cotton jacket.

Her hair seems to have been tidied up, and she still has a jasmine-scented perfume on her body, plus Aunt Lin herself is well maintained, and her face does not look old at all, so that at the age of forty or fifty, she looks like a Peugeot southern woman in her early thirties.

This also aroused Lin Cheng's curiosity.

"Aunt Lin, you are dressed so beautifully today, who are we going to visit, your old friend?"

Aunt Lin ignored him, just pulled down the windshield and sorted out her makeup in the mirror.