Qin Jing smiled again. It seems that the angel looked at himself so seriously yesterday. Does he have flowers on his face?
"Have you disposed of the dead newcomer?"
"I buried him in a cemetery." Zhao Ying nodded. "Even if someone is now, it won’t be these two days."
Qin Jing also nodded his head and said nothing.
After walking for a while, Qin Jing suddenly turned back and pointed to the two-story small building behind him. "Anyway, we are not here for a holiday room. Let’s just take this one."
Zhao Ying glanced at nature is no different.
With sharingan Qin Jing and Zhao Ying, it didn’t take much effort to get the original owner of this house to his relatives in new york.
Qin Jing looked around and nodded with satisfaction at the simple decoration of furniture. The simpler it is, the more he can avoid some potential dangers. The bedroom behind the house came to the door. He looked and walked out. Zhao Ying "Go back and bring them here first. I have to go out and do something."
"Huh?" Zhao Ying looked at Qin Jing doubtfully.
"You know that I suddenly disappeared with six plot characters this time, and the fbi will take action at the latest tonight. If more fbi arrive in this town, it will not be a good thing for our action."
"Want me to kill them?" Zhao Ying after listen to indifferently said to Qin Jing
"No," Qin Jing replied, "Killing them will also cause trouble. Although several fbi agents are not afraid, we should not directly conflict with the state machine."
He touched Sakura’s head, and the latter quickly dodged. Qin Jing smiled. "Come on, I’ve already figured out a way. Just take them to this hut and wait for me."
In the police station, Agent Wenner snapped up and looked at Cyric.
"What do you mean all the survivors disappeared overnight?"
"It was last night that our informants watched them go back to their respective rooms. No one came out this morning. At first, it was not obvious, but after we exchanged information, something was wrong. After entering the room, they were all gone."
Wenner was obviously stunned by the fact that he bit his nails and began to wander around the room.
"No clues or people saw how and when they left?"
Cyric shook his head. "No one is like they steamed from people overnight."
"No, this matter must be immediately reflected to the class. I don’t know anything. I think it may be a big deal that this matter is related to the group of people who left China at the beginning!" Wenner turned out her cell phone in her pocket.
At this time, knocking at the door rang.
Cyric opened the door and Wenner looked at the dial button in the hand outside the door and froze there before pressing it.
It was a boy who looked from the East, with black head and brown eyes like amber eyes. He came in by himself and took the door with him half open. "Hello, Agent Cyric, Agent Wenner, I think we need to talk."
"I think we need to talk." Qin Jing and others left the airport before the arrival of federal agents and were transferred to the school archives. It happened that there was no such group of people in it. When Qin Jing said this in front of them, they were still standing there.
Wenner put the phone back in his pocket. He looked at the boy in front of him. "Excuse me, who are you?"
"My name is Qin Mingjing and Alex, and they are just as unlucky." The young man smiled.
"You are the group of orientals who left at that time." Cyric showed a wary look while Wenner narrowed his eyes and showed a thoughtful look.
"So you kidnapped Alex and Liu Dun?"
"The idea of kidnapping is not exact. The fact is that they followed me away."
Although the means are a little special …
"So what are you here for now?" Wenner began to pace slowly in the room. Half of his body hid in the shadow of Cyric in front, and his right hand began to touch the waist gun. This teenager dared to walk into the police station so swaggering. Obviously, he was fully prepared. Now the situation outside his eyes is not that he can catch the teenager first.
As he approached the waist with a gun, Qin Jingyin came over. "I know what you are thinking …"
Hit the gun! Wenner flashed his eyes and practiced several times. Today, he made his gun move to the extreme, but the teenager suddenly flashed in front of him. His voice only entered his ear at this time. "But I came here alone."
Qin Jing right hand holding the gun in Wenner’s hand said quietly
His quick-moving startled both of them. Cyric quickly reached out to pull out his pistol, but Qin Jing moved faster. He grabbed his left hand at Wenner’s collar and threw a hundred kilograms behind his back, hitting Cyric like a sandbag.
The furniture in the whole house was smashed into pieces, and two people didn’t react. A cold barrel had pointed to their heads.
"You see, I just need one person," said the young man with the Wenner gun casually.
Wenner felt very unlucky. Although he was a civilian, his marksmanship was one of the best in his whole group, but today he was easily disarmed by a teenager who didn’t look very tall and was thrown up like a sandbag.
And the boy moved a stool and sat in front of them.
"I don’t want to kill you, because if you die, there will be more trouble." The young man touched his nose with one hand. "Don’t you also want to know what caused the strange death of Difficult and Todd? I can take you to a place where you can see the whole truth and ask you not to make trouble for us. You know that killing you will cause trouble, but it’s not that we can’t handle it."
"You know you’re threatening federal agents …" Wenner said.
"No, no, no, no" Qin Jing hit the man who was forced to sit in the ground temperature. "I didn’t mean to threaten at all. I just discussed it with you sincerely. I won’t kill you, I won’t tie you up and take you to watch the whole truth. Then you can write this report as you like. Isn’t this a happy thing?"
Because Qin Jing sharingan, after all, can’t do as much as Jason’s hint, even if he controls Wenner, it’s hard for them to be honest when reporting to the level. Don’t you want to know? Then I’ll let you know …
"Okay, I’ll go with you." Cyric bit his teeth and suddenly said.
"Do you know what you are talking about? Agent Cyric! " Wenner turned to stare at Cyric said matter-of-factly.
"Don’t you want to know the truth? We have got the cause of the plane crash before, and it was not a bomb attack or a terrorist organization. It was a simple accident. Why could anyone have foreseen it and why some of these lucky people died unexpectedly in their bathtub? Don’t you really want to know all this? " Cyric asks.
Wenner paused. He didn’t expect that Cyric, who had always been wooden at ordinary times, would have such a fierce reaction this time and didn’t know what to say at the moment.
Good … Qin Jing narrowed his eyes.
It was already noon when I arrived at Zhao Ying’s room with two agents half-forcibly, and it took a long time to avoid the eyeliner.
Two agents’ things were naturally searched by Qin Jing. They looked inside, but now all the unfortunate people are gathered in this hut, although they look a little weird …
Qin Jing handed the two agents’ mobile phones to Zhan Lan and told her a little about her own ideas.
"Pay attention to some when they want to contact the level," Qin Jing said to Zhan Lan in a low voice.
Zhanlan nodded his head and put away his mobile phone.
"What are you doing?" Wenner asked Qin Jing some doubts.
"Nothing is just to protect them." Qin Jing turned to Zhao Ying regardless of whether they could understand the meaning. "Did you do all the things I told you?"
"Of course, all the potential threats we can think of have been exhausted. If death is so creative, there is nothing we can do." Before Zhao Ying could speak, Ming Yan Wei said first, "You have to go out today."
"Well, I’ll get something that can help us." Qin Jing nodded and smiled. "Then I’ll ask you for the rest."
I want to write something about the fbi. I didn’t expect to write so much. I don’t know if I can finish it tonight. Let’s wait and see.
Chapter 10 Artifact-Death Sickle
Zhao Ying stopped. She turned and looked at Qin Jingran carefully and shook her head.
