Ng seems to be very interested in the bombing that happened last night, but when you think about it, it seems to be excusable.

After all, the explosion on South Broadway Street occurred only a few hundred meters away from Chinatown, which is very close, and as the largest underground force in the entire Chinatown, the forces behind Uncle Seven will naturally not act as if nothing has happened.

Especially under the premise that the perpetrators are a group of foreign Japanese gangsters.

"I'm new to this area, the first time I encountered the case was these Japanese, last night there was a lot of trouble, I also went to the scene of the crime, but when the explosion happened, I visited the area to investigate, in general...... When I found out about it, I thought I was lucky. ”

Of course, Lin Cheng wouldn't say that he shot and injured the culprit in the shoulder last night, but simply described the situation last night as a detective's assistant, but just like that, Wu Zhihao's face also showed a very surprised look.

As a child of a wealthy family, Wu Zhihao's life since he was a child has been rich and well-fed, surrounded by countless people, and he is well protected, and he rarely has the opportunity to encounter anything really interesting.

And this experience also gave him a sense of rebellion, and he was very enthusiastic about taking risks, hoping to seek some excitement that he had not usually been exposed to.

Because of this, in his opinion, Lin Cheng, as a detective, although he is only an assistant, can walk at the scene of the crime like a character from a novel story, and almost died in a bomb attack, such an experience is really worth bragging.

"Brother, you're so powerful - by the way, if I don't pay for it, let's form a detective agency, I'll be your little brother, you take me to investigate the case together, to be honest, I also want to try walking in the dangerous crime scene, dealing with the dead every day, it must be very exciting!"

"Uh, this ......"

From Wu Zhihao's star eyes, Lin Cheng could see that he really thought Lin Cheng was very awesome.

The rich third generation in front of him may indeed have a bit of a problem with his brain, normal rich people are thinking about how to enjoy life, he is good, but he is very interested in this dangerous thing, and even eager to try, but Lin Cheng can't really agree to him, so he can only find a way to prevaricate the past.

Fortunately, Wu Zhihao's mobile phone suddenly remembered that a sudden phone call helped Lin Cheng out of the siege.

"Uncle Guofu, what's wrong?"

"What, have you found out the whereabouts of those Japanese, where are they?"

Hearing Wu Zhihao's words, Lin Cheng couldn't help but prick up his ears.

He desperately hopes to find the specific location of those Japanese as soon as possible, and it is best to get rid of them before Uncle Long disrupts the situation, and then force Han Surong to find out the whereabouts of Han Surong and complete the commission Elena gave him.

"Okay, I got it - Chinatown, Fuzhou Hotel."

As he spoke, Wu Zhihao turned his head and set his eyes on Lin Cheng.

Hearing Wu Zhihao's words, Lin Cheng turned around to leave, but was dragged by Wu Zhihao.

"Wait, they have guns, and there are a lot of them."

"Don't worry, I know how to be measured, just a simple investigation, and I won't reveal my identity."

Lin Cheng smiled and said slowly.

"It's better to do this, let's change the mobile phone number, if you need it, you can find me at any time, you be careful yourself, I think...... Aunt Lin definitely doesn't want anything to happen to you. ”

It's really interesting, I was actually cared for by people other than Aunt Lin.

Lin Cheng suddenly felt that Wu Zhihao's Chinese face was a little pleasing to the eye, so he simply exchanged his mobile phone number with the other party, but he was thinking of another thing in his heart - if Wu Zhihao was going to die, should he pull him or pull him?

Aunt Lin had no intention of leaving, and seemed to want to catch up with Uncle Seven.

Lin Cheng thought about it and felt that there seemed to be no need for his junior to interfere in the affairs of the older generation, so he simply drove for more than two hours by himself, returned to Manhattan's Chinatown, and returned to Aunt Lin's old apartment.

He estimated that Uncle Long and Carter might have known the whereabouts of Nakajima-san and the Fuzhou Hotel, so the next step should be a race against time, and now it was still early, and he decided to implement the professional attitude that a killer should have.

Step on the point first, collect intelligence, know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles.

In front of the plastic surgery mirror in the room, Lin Cheng took out two pieces of chewing gum, chewed them twice in his mouth, and then stuffed them on the sides of his cheeks to make his face look a little fatter, changed the suit on his body, took out a long gray windbreaker from the cabinet, and wrapped it in a scarf.

Now that it's autumn in New York, he wears a little bloated, which makes it easier to disguise his identity.

Finally, he took out the round glasses without lenses from the Hogwarts set and placed them on the bridge of his nose.

Despite being a toy glass, no one will notice that the glasses on his nose are made of toy blocks, and time does not allow him to buy another pair of flat glasses.

In the mirror, the original Lin Cheng disappeared, and was replaced by a young man who was a little chubby, but with a strong bookish appearance, who could easily gain the favor of others.

After confirming that his disguise was fine, Lin Cheng went downstairs, he was going to the Fuzhou Hotel to step on the spot to see the situation.

In order to disguise their identities, it is estimated that the Japanese will not suddenly close the business of the restaurant, and they can also solve the problem that they did not have time to eat lunch there, and the other party will not find out if they come.

However, just as Lin Cheng was about to leave the apartment, in the stairwell, at the entrance of the apartment, he happened to run into a white American.

The man was about thirty or forty years old, well maintained, he didn't look old, he had flaxen hair, and his beard seemed to have been carefully organized, his gaze stayed on Lin Cheng for a moment, and he quickly moved away and began to check the environment in the apartment.

This man, he had an extremely dangerous aura on his body, so much so that Lin Cheng chuckled in his heart.

Why?

Because he knew that man, his name was Carlos, Carlos Gibson, codename Cross, the strongest killer in the League of Assassins.

Facing the strongest killer of the former assassin of the Assassin Alliance, Lin Cheng didn't even dare to look at the other party.

Because Lin Cheng knew in his heart that a top killer like Cross Carlos already had a unique sixth sense, and even the slightest killing intent unconsciously released would be detected by the other party.

Fortunately, Lin Cheng disguised himself when he went out, and Carlos didn't notice the true identity of the Asians in front of him, or for the faces of Asians, Europeans and Americans were basically blind, so that the two just passed by.

Outside the apartment building, Lin Cheng stopped, he didn't dare to look back, he was afraid that Carlos was still waiting there, he was afraid that even a moment of eye contact would attract the other party to draw a gun and shoot directly - he was familiar with the Assassin Alliance, and he would definitely do this kind of thing.

"What is he doing here...... Are you here to kill me? ”

Thinking about it carefully, this apartment didn't seem to have anything to care about Carlos except for himself, thinking of the recent assassin league killers being hunted, Lin Cheng had reason to suspect that he was listed as a new target by him.