"Uncle, this is the most effective and most direct way to know what ideas Song Wenjun and Miao Zhongan are making. Moreover, uncle, don't you think it is better to take the initiative than to be passive?"

Guan Lengtou did not give up lobbying, "What's more, based on my aunt's current force, what I should really worry about at that time is Song Wenjun and the others, right?"

Guan Leng glanced at Su Zijin, who was still eating the cake with concentration, and his eyes were as blood-red as the setting sun, could not understand his uncle's understanding of the word "adventure".

The mutant's eyes are simply walking force data strips.

Just look at the color of their eyes and you can tell whether the other party is a weakling or a tough guy. Should you be forced to fight or run away quickly if you encounter it.

Just his aunt's eyes, which are even redder than blood gems, are clearly a top boss. Isn't it Song Wenjun and his group who should be worried about?

Guan Leng guessed that Song Wenjun and Miao Zhongan should not know that their aunt was also mutants, otherwise they would not have been injected with inhibitors for such a long time.

In this way, the reason why Song Wenjun and Miao Zhongan kidnapped their aunt was confusing.

Guan Leng has never been a curious person. What they lack most in their work is curiosity. They only do things within their own tasks and are indifferent to things outside the tasks. Because sometimes even a little curiosity that should not be had is enough to make them die when performing tasks. Their lives are insignificant, the worst is that they will even implicate the entire team and be wiped out.

This is because Guan Lengxian Shao had a few times when he became deeply curious about the reasons and purpose of the kidnap of Miao Zhongan and Song Wenjun.

Mu Zhen fell into silence.

Guan Leng had one thing that moved him, that is, taking the initiative is indeed more proactive than blindly being passive.

If you specify a detailed action plan, you may not be able to win in a narrow range...

Mu Zhen fed Su Zijin all the remaining tiramisu, turned to look at Guan Leng, and told them the most important problem they were facing now, "We don't know the agreed location between Song Wenjun and Miao Zhongan."

"This is easy to deal with. Song Wenjun has been staying in Qingzhou Mountain these days, and he has just left the military camp where you are in today, right? Tell me his license plate number, I can let my people enter the satellite positioning system and lock Song Wenjun's driving path. At that time, we can make a prediction of his destination based on the path of his behavior and wait for the rabbit. If we cannot judge his driving path, we will follow him and catch a turtle in a jar."

Guan Leng has taken all possibilities into consideration.

The adventurers in Mu Zhen's body were a little ready to move.

...

Half an hour later.

With a beep, the sound of the fax broke the silence of the room.

Guan Leng walked to the modified studio on the first floor and picked up the four A4 sheets of faxed paper.

Based on the analysis of Song Wenjun's driving path, Guan Leng's people gave four destinations, namely "Linhu Prison", "Bridge of Judgment", "Futu Ridge", and "Qianqiu Lake".

Guan Leng flipped through the a4 paper in his hand and walked towards the bar, frowning slightly.

"Linhu Prison", "Bridge of Judgment", "Futu Ridge", and "Qianqiu Lake", these four places are all in Yuncheng, but in terms of geographical location, they can be said to be completely different.

Linhu Prison and Qianqiu Lake are located at the westernmost part of Yuncheng, the Bridge of Judgment is located at the southernmost part of Yuncheng, and Futu Ridge is located at the northernmost part of Yuncheng, and is a famous Buddhist mountain in the S Empire.

After seeing the fax sent by Guan Leng, Mu Zhen smiled, "It seems that he can only lock in Song Wenjun's specific location and follow him."

It is obvious that this president should have been followed by many people in normal times. His anti-stalking awareness is quite strong, which makes the agents of the MINI Department unable to accurately eczema the places he is about to go. This ability is not something that ordinary people can do.

Guan Leng said "Yeah".

In fact, following Song Wenjun's car is the worst strategy.

Song Wenjun's anti-reconnaissance awareness is too high and will not be discovered in crowded places. However, the four places he is about to go to are all remote areas, and it may not be easy to follow.

First of all, they have to go to the second-hand rental car market and rent a used car that will not be found in personal information.

Secondly, if he wants to disguise himself as Miao Zhongan, he must prepare makeup props.

There are other details that need to be prepared...

Guan Leng glanced at his uncle who was wiping his aunt's mouth. His uncle couldn't count on him, so he went to the side to call and contact his subordinates.

I don’t know who I worked hard for and who I was busy for.

Next to the bar, there were only Mu Zhen and Su Zijin.

"Want to see?"

Mu Zhen noticed that from the moment on, Su Zijin's attention was on the a4 paper in his hand.

The Qingqing baby who transformed was simply a curious baby. Mu Zhen used Mu Zhen to wipe off the 200 pieces of almonds on the cake on the tiramisu on the corner of her mouth, so he simply held her hand, sat down on the high chair, and spread the 4 pieces of A4 paper in his hand on the bar to satisfy Qingqing baby's curiosity.

Su Zijin lowered her head little by little, and her eyes approached a4 paper.

Mu Zhen raised Su Zijin's chin with his index finger little by little, "When looking at things, don't get too close, as it will cause myopia."

Su Zijin naturally won’t understand what myopia means.

Mu Zhen blocked her vision, and she opened her mouth and bit it.

Su Zijin has no sharp teeth now, and Mu Zhen’s fingertips are instantly wrapped in softness and wetness.

Mu Zhen's eyes were slightly deeper, and his fingertips moved in her mouth.

His movements aroused Su Zijin's dissatisfaction and bit his fingertips.

"Hiss-Baby, are you really here?"

Su Zijin tilted her head.

The a4 paper on the bar fell to the ground.

A4 paper printed with a panoramic view of Linhu Prison entered Su Zijin's sight.

——

"No. 612, from now on, this is your number in prison! Remember, no matter what mistakes you make in front of the prison, after entering the prison, the prison is where you reform! "

"Look, why she never speaks? She is not a mute, right?"

"Are you a dumb? You'll know if you prove it?"

"How to prove it?"

"Of course, beat her up and see if she would cry and shout help to the prison guards! Hahahaha!"

...

"Are you tired of this kind of bullied life? Follow me and I will make you stronger. From now on, no one can bully you."

"Did you feel it? Do you feel the power in you? Yes, gather all the anger and unwillingness in you, and those who bully you will be punished as they deserve."

"Look! Are these the people who have bullied you and want to tear them all into pieces? Don't doubt, my girl, you can do it. Yes, that's it... All those who have bullied you deserve to die, they are not worthy of living in the world."

"Ah! Monster! Sir! There are monsters!"

"Help! Help!"

"Woo! I was wrong! 612! Please spare me!"

"Woooo! Help, save-"

The sharp claws cut across the fragile throat and brought out a bloody mark in the air.

The blood beads were stained on the sharp claws like sharp blades, with fair and cold facial features, a pair of red and weird eyes, like a fox charm from hell,

The girl who was wailing, begging for mercy, kowtowed, was dragged down quickly like a rag.

The wailing sounds, cursing and begging for mercy seemed to come from a distant place, and finally formed an unstoppable momentum, just like a waterfall drifting down from the nine heavens exploded in my ears.

Su Zijin held his head in pain, and his headache was about to break.

She kept hitting the bar with her head.

"Little Rose, what's wrong with you?"

Mu Zhen was shocked.

After reacting, she hurriedly held Su Zijin in her arms and prevented her from hurting her.

Su Zijin's eyes, which were as red as the setting sun, were red.

Guan Leng heard the movement, and he walked over quickly while still on the phone.

Hearing the footsteps, Su Zijin's emotions completely lost control. The sharp claws in her hand stretched out and slashed towards Mu Zhen's chest.

The sharp claws cut Mu Zhen's camouflage uniform and cut his flesh. The strong smell of blood spread in the space.

Su Zijin broke free from Mu Zhen's arms, and red blood dripped on the ten sharp claws that were as sharp as a sharp blade.

That was the blood on Mu Zhen’s body.

His strange eyes moved and slowly looked at Guan Leng.

It was clearly as red as fireworks, but as cold as the ice and snow on the top of Canaan Mountain, making people feel cold in the cracks of their bones.

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There is no need for the same period wuli A Si. After all, he was injured, and the Qingqing baby would lick it...

Today’s Qingqing baby is not yesterday’s Qingqing baby, she is the boss Qingqing~

See you tomorrow

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