After midnight

A visible blue light shot straight at the window, and the glass shattered. The night tore a hole and exposed its fangs. The blue light turned like a flexible whip and stretched out to a place that Su Ziling could not see.

Su Ziling had only seen this thin thread twice before. The last time was in Qingdao, when An Yan used this thread to take him and Xiao Su to the top of the mountain to see the scenery. At that time, he only knew that An Yan used pure power, and didn't know how difficult it was to reach this level. Now, he knows.

An Yan and Yin rushed out one after another, and Su Ziling followed them out.

There was no one outside the house, and only bright and dim light and shadows on the street.

"I caught him, but he has companions." An Yan took a few quick steps and squatted somewhere on the ground, where a few drops of hot blood dripped.

Yin wanted to chase him after hearing this, but An Yan stopped him with his hand. "You can't catch up."

Going further, the messy bloodstains had disappeared. The sight of the red blood made Su Ziling's heart skip a beat. He recalled what his master had said to him during the day, that An Yan's ability might have been developed to a dangerous level.

"What's wrong? Why are you suddenly staring at me?" An Yan said to Su Ziling.

It was a rather lazy tone for someone he knew, and Su Ziling listened and looked at An Yan. He saw that An Yan's eyes were full of a clear smile towards him, and he suddenly felt relieved.

"Nothing, go home quickly."

An Yan nodded. Before going home, An Yan looked back and forth at the distance between that location and his home, thinking. After entering the house and closing the door, the three of them faced the river standing in the living room.

He saw the newcomer and lowered his guard. "I checked. Jiu and Su are still sleeping."

Yin didn't go back, so He went to sleep in Jiu's room. He was awakened by the sound of broken glass and looked at Jiu. He went upstairs to see Xiao Su before returning to the living room to watch over him.

"It's okay, go to sleep." Yin hugged He, and He yawned and went to sleep.

It was 11:40 and there were three adults left in the living room. Yin and Su Ziling looked at An Yan, who stated his judgment calmly and straightforwardly.

"I don't know who they are, but they are strong."

"Are those the people?"

"Can not be sure."

"How about this, I'll let He stay here for the next few days. We can't keep being so passive." Yin said.

"Yin, where is Song Yu?" An Yan asked.

After Yin knew that Lin Xuanfeng was injured, Song Yu went into the West Mountain again. If he guessed correctly, Song Yu did not come out with them this time, but he swallowed and said, "He hid, I can't find him."

After hearing this, An Yan walked towards the broken window and said as he walked: "They were following Song Yu's orders. Perhaps we should grasp Song Yu's thoughts. Only in this way can we get ahead of them. The two people they killed last night were Wu Bin and Chen Qingfei. These two people..."

An Yan's voice became lower and lower, and in the end he was almost mumbling. An Yan was obviously thinking about something. Yin and Su Ziling looked at each other and decided not to disturb him. Within two minutes, An Yan turned around, his eyes firm and bright.

"I'm going to look for Song Xinjun and Zhou Chen now. Are you coming?"

"I won't go. It's not appropriate for me to show up." Yin said, "Anyway, I will know everything in the end. I'll be waiting for your good news."

An Yan turned his gaze to Su Ziling.

"go with!"

After Su Ziling finished speaking, he turned around and walked out before An Yan. He couldn't wait to know what An Yan understood.

Wu Si hugged Qi Qi's arm tightly with an anxious look on his face. He walked quickly, and finally turned out of the villa area after turning several corners. Impression There is a path full of albizzia trees outside the villa area on the east bank of the city. At present, the path is empty, and only the street lights are lighting it up. The path winds upward along the clusters of green grass, extending to an unknown road.

Without caring about anything else, Wu Si pulled the person in his arms and walked under the light. Wu Si took off the coat that was tightly pressed against her right arm. The lining of the coat was stained with blood, but fortunately, the wound on Qi Qi's wrist was no longer bleeding.

"If only I hadn't cut the thread forcibly just now." Wu Si put his hand under her wrist, feeling guilty and distressed.

"Then we'll be caught."

Wu Si was still frightened when he said this. They had only been standing there for two minutes when the Son of God instinctively sensed the danger. He should be thankful that the thin thread only caught Qi Qi and did not intend to hurt her. If he had not been reckless, Qi Qi would not have been injured. However, he had clearly used the same pure power to cut it off, so why did he still hurt Qi Qi?

"Lingyi doesn't know how to use this trick now." For some reason, the woman named Qiqi actually smiled triumphantly.

"Qiqi..." However, Wu Si said worriedly, "I won't let you go on the operation the day after tomorrow."

"sorry, I……"

"I would never let you kill anyone." Wu Si said firmly.

Qiqi sighed, "Sorry, I was willful tonight."

"It's nothing, let's go." After saying that, Wu Si propped up her injured arm and took Qi Qi back to where they were supposed to be.

It was two o'clock in the morning, late at night, and the remote mansion was completely dark, with only the sycamore trees on both sides of the street in front of the door rustling in the wind. Wu Si walked quickly under the shadow of the sycamore trees, leaving behind the tall and old trees one by one.

He walked through the main gate and went around the side of the wall. They had already surveyed the terrain of the house. There was a tall banyan tree in the courtyard to the left of the main gate, and its lush crown was vaguely visible outside the wall.

But that was not Wu Si's goal. Wu Si had to enter through the main entrance like everyone else. He walked around the wall twice to make sure there was no one there before walking back to the main entrance and carefully breaking the door lock.

The door opened and he walked forward. He knew the way.

He crossed the dark courtyard, took out the rope he had prepared, and climbed up the balcony to the second floor. There was a French window connecting the second-floor balcony and the corridor inside the house, and he gently slid and pushed it open. The corridor was paved with wooden floors, and he stepped on them and walked to the second door on the left.

He first tried to hold the door lock, but to his surprise, the door lock opened as soon as it turned.

The door creaked open. The room was still dark, but the sound of people breathing evenly could be heard. Wu Si hesitated at the door for a moment, then stepped half a foot in.

However, before Wu Si walked in, he thought of something and quickly stepped back. He rushed out, turned over, grabbed the rope and slid down to the bottom quickly.

When Zhou Chen rushed out of the house, he could only see a blurry figure falling off the balcony.

"catch him!"

Wu Si landed in the courtyard and continued to run quickly. He ran directly to the big banyan tree. He avoided the main gate because he knew someone must be waiting for him there. He climbed up the banyan tree in a few seconds. At this time, someone rushed in from the door, and Zhou Chen also chased into the courtyard.

Wu Si didn't turn his head, but jumped up nimbly, and with a leap he threw himself outside the high wall.

He stood up quickly, not hurt, because there was a lawn under the high wall. He squinted his eyes and was about to choose an escape route when he suddenly found a person standing under a camphor tree about five meters away in front of him.

His heart started to panic as the dazzling pure energy instantly burst into his widened pupils.

He suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked down, and saw that a thin blue thread had tightly wrapped around his right wrist.

"Are you 'Son of God' An Yan?"

An Yan was stunned for a moment. He wanted to walk over but he just stood there without moving.

"Sorry, I can't be caught by you right now."

Wu Si raised his right hand high and used his left hand to conjure pure power to cut it off. Then he covered the wrist of his right hand with his left hand and started running along the corner of the wall towards the woods behind the villa.

His series of actions were so logical, it was as if he knew what was going to happen. An Yan hesitated and chased after him. At this time, Zhou Chen led his men to run from the gate. But it was too late. Wu Si had already run into the woods. This small woods was a wild forest with lush branches and leaves and overgrown weeds. They could no longer catch up with him.

An Yan stopped, and Zhou Chen continued to go deeper. After running about a hundred meters, Zhou Chen saw only a dark shadow covered with weeds. He had lost the person, and he had no place to vent his anger, so he could only kick the air in frustration.

"You just watched him run away from you?"

Song Xinjun grabbed Zhou Chen by the collar and interrogated him. At four o'clock in the morning, the atmosphere in Fang Hao's office was tense.

Why Song Xinjun was so excited had to start from the night An Yan came to them. The night before, Song Xinjun and Zhou Chen were busy following up on various clues in the police station. The deaths of Sun Guangjie, Wu Bin and Chen Qingfei made them realize that they were assassinating various bigwigs who supported the revolutionary army in the economic and other fields.

However, this was still too rough, and they had no idea who those people would target next.

When An Yan and Su Ziling arrived, they were looking through documents in the conference room. The table in the conference room was completely occupied by messy documents, and the movable whiteboard was also covered with photos of important figures.

"An Yan, why are you here? Do you have any new discoveries to tell us?" Zhou Chen stood up and asked immediately when he saw him. Song Xinjun was able to get away from the information temporarily.

An Yan directly demonstrated his intention with his actions. He walked to the whiteboard, removed all the photos one by one, and pasted the photos he chose. The first photo pasted was the first person who died, Sun Guangjie, followed by the other two people who died. In addition to the three people who were murdered, he pasted a few more photos.

"I don't know if Fang Hao told you that these were the people I met in Xindu Building after I was taken away from the hospital that day."

"Is it the day when Lin Xuanfeng woke up? Because of the water ability?"

As soon as Su Ziling asked, Song Xinjun immediately remembered that he had even stood outside the door of the conference room that day. He looked at the photos carefully again, even staring at some of them for a while, but he finally had to admit that he really couldn't remember clearly. But An Yan was right.

"Yes, I think those people's target is these few people. Song Yu will never allow them to exist because they are too impatient. It is not a good thing to covet Song Yu's things."

"You mean to say that Song Yu thinks that the copy of the water ability belongs to him, and he won't allow others to covet it?"

"That's what I mean."

"What are we waiting for? Let's send someone to protect them right away." Zhou Chen was a little impatient.

"Don't be impatient." Su Ziling said, shaking his head.

Su Ziling had seen clearly from just now that An Yan had deliberately placed these photos on the whiteboard in a certain order. Although he still couldn't understand it, there must be a deep meaning behind An Yan's doing so. He hadn't finished his words yet.

"Yes, we can't be anxious. It would be bad if we alert the enemy." Song Xinjun also said at this time.

"Well." An Yan continued, "In fact, when I saw the second dead person, I vaguely had the guess I mentioned above. But I can't figure out why they killed these people first among them?"

"I just figured out this question. Their deaths must have been in order, not random. Su Ziling, Sun Guangjie, Wu Bin, and Chen Qingfei, if you simply rank the names of these three people in order, how would you rank them?"

"Chen Qingfei is of course the first, followed by Sun Guangjie and Wu Bin." Su Ziling said after a little thought.

"Song Xinjun, do you understand why Su Ziling arranged it this way?" After Su Ziling finished arranging, An Yan turned to ask Song Xinjun.

"Why is it arranged like this?" Zhou Chen asked without waiting for Song Xinjun to answer.

"Stupid, of course it's the English first letter." Song Xinjun was stunned after he said that, and Su Ziling was also stunned.

"Yes, I also fell into a misconception because of this. But in fact, Song Yu had never been to the New Territories, nor had he received education in the New Territories, so he would not have the awareness of sorting names by the first letter of the English alphabet. He used the Hundred Family Surnames, Zhao, Qian, Sun, Li, Zhou, Wu, Zheng, Wang, Feng, Chen, Chu, Wei, Jiang, Shen, Han, and Yang."

"Sun Guangjie, Wu Bin and Chen Qingfei? Then the next one is..." Su Ziling moved his eyes to the second line on the whiteboard.

"Han Jianhui?" the three said in unison.

"Yang Qianyang is also a possibility. Don't forget that they killed two people in one night." Zhou Chen pointed out excitedly.

"There are six of them. What if they work in pairs and kill people in the order of one, two, three?" Song Xinjun thought of another possibility. He continued, "Also, we can't ambush them in large numbers to avoid alerting them, but they are all very capable and numerous."

Yes, after figuring out the rules, strength is also one aspect. The office fell into a brief silence.

"How about this, I will report to Uncle Fang, and we will follow his arrangements on how to deploy the troops." Finally, Song Xinjun made the final decision.

The reason why Song Xinjun was so excited was because Zhou Chen volunteered to protect Han Jianhui and Fang Hao agreed.

"Okay, let him go. I agree to Zhou Chen's request. He successfully completed the task and protected Mr. Han." Fang Hao said in a deep voice.

"I understand." Song Xinjun let go of his hand, took a few steps back and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Then Uncle Fang, we'll leave first." After saying this, An Yan took Su Ziling and went back first.

The two of them rode the hanging window car home. Lights flickered outside the window, but neither of them had the heart to appreciate them.

Su Ziling knew why Song Xinjun was so angry, because he and Song Xinjun were assigned to guard Yang Qianyang. They waited for two days and two nights, but there was no result. To prevent any accidents, they still had people guarding there, but there was no news so far. It seemed that there would be no action tonight.

However, Su Ziling looked at An Yan and asked doubtfully: "An Yan, why is there only one person this time?"

The hanging window flew directly to the door of the house and stopped. Su Ziling followed An Yan out.

"I was thinking that too." An Yan said vaguely.

He couldn't tell Su Ziling that this man was the same group of people who attacked at his doorstep that night.