Fortunately, there was still time to struggle before the car stopped.
"Brother Song...can I ask you a question?" Lu Yao said with some difficulty, his eyes lowered, and he struggled to hold back a forced smile, as if he was trying his best to maintain his performance.
"Well, tell me." Song Qiaoyu remained calm and didn't think her reaction was too rude.
His own mood has always been calm.
After all, Lu Yao was just an intern who had just left school. No matter how extraordinary the talent is, no one can remain absolutely calm when they are first entrusted with an important task.
She has done a lot, and at this age, she has already reached a level of genius that she can boast of.
"Have you killed...uh...how many people have you killed?" Genius was a little cautious.
Song Qiaoyu turned her head strangely, a little confused: "I thought this was a secret among you. Even if I am exposed when I don't know about it, at least you can do some superficial work for me and cover it up."
He wasn't surprised, just not surprised.
It's not a big deal if colleagues discover what happened in the past. After all, it's not a shameful past.
And I am not a person who is good at keeping secrets. Strictly speaking, this cannot be said to be exposed. Basically, it will be a matter of time from the time the matter is finalized.
It's just an unusual personal experience, no big deal.
If I have to make an analogy, it's like ordinary high school students who don't know much about the life of arts and sports students with special training besides ordinary studies, so they are curious.
"Brother Shao said that." Lu Yao showed no guilt and simply exposed the background of his colleague's immediate superior.
Song Qiaoyu nodded and changed the topic back: "I think it might be better if you don't understand. In fact, you can relax. I won't kill him directly unless it is absolutely necessary."
He spoke in an understatement, and even thought he had a human touch that took care of people's feelings. But Lu Yao didn't find any comfort in it at all.
The plan started to be laid out naturally.
"Brother Song, are you worried about whether the person you want to kill...should die?" Lu Yao asked casually while typing on his phone.
Song Qiaoyu glanced at her expression under the light of the passing lights on the roadside. She seemed to be completely calm and calm, with a hint of usefulness.
But actually, it's not even close.
Perhaps because of the heavy responsibilities on her shoulders, she has always been able to play games with complex key combinations with ease. She even makes some mistakes repeatedly in simple tapping of the full-key keyboard, and even makes mistakes when pairing the same word. I repeated the mistake many times, and several times I accidentally clicked on another place mechanically.
I simply gave up on making corrections and just made mistakes - the meaning could be made clear anyway.
For future convenience, she also changed the input method setting to nine keys.
"There are not so many things to pay attention to on the battlefield, but it's different here." Song Qiaoyu still answered, perhaps considering giving a comforting answer, "Liang An told me this many times when I first joined the job, you can probably Don’t worry, I have a good memory.”
It's just that I'm not very good at using the other side's wisdom.
He was good at executing plans, never a strategist.
“Everywhere you can see can be included in your plan.”
As if to increase Lu Yao's confidence, he tried to add this.
"Actually, I'm... really not sure." Lu Yao paused and stared at the send button on his phone for three seconds.
Then, clicked.
The message is sent.
Guessing people's hearts is the hardest job.
Even if either one is able to accomplish it, it will be through long-term preparation and understanding of everyone he wants to influence.
According to Liang An's words, that cunning guy completely connected himself with the objects he wanted to study, experienced indirect understanding, and even reached the environment where they grew up, and experienced their changing hearts from their shoes.
This is his approach and his unique talent.
That person has an abnormal talent, and he can achieve this incredible control only by himself, who is like an outsider and looks on coldly. But can others really change this trajectory that has been classified as inevitable in his eyes?
Protect the hostages, and even...protect the murderer.
Just like all players who hope to achieve the most perfect ending. However, the difference between BE and HE* in this ending is in reality.
Song Qiaoyu got out of the car and went to where he should go.
Lu Yao rubbed his head and muttered to comfort himself. He talked to himself about a bunch of messy and incomplete assumptions.
She has played many games, no matter what category. The genre is not only exciting games full of cool fighting and precise operations, but also reasoning games that require you to analyze the causes and consequences and make choices.
She happens to be a lover of complex tastes.
But she also knows that the real world is not like a game guide, where you can definitely achieve the desired ending step by step.
Every NPC is a living, ever-changing person.
This game is called Earth OL. If you lose, you can't come back, and you have to keep going down with endless regrets. It's a rogue software that you can't get rid of in this life, and it's very difficult to deal with.
And this biggest difficulty happened to be what troubled her the most and what she least wanted to face.
[First, A went directly to the third floor, went to the corridor, observed the situation secretly, and waited for B to complete the preparations on the opposite floor. 】
The previous scouts did not go directly, and the location of the enemy was unknown at this time: in other words, there are two possibilities.
Inside the door, or outside the door.
Lu Yao was convinced that the enemy's final target would be outside the door, so he was more inclined to this option - she could not help but believe in her own judgment, because Earth OL had a basic setting that could not be paused.
Observation is actually the key to this first step.
She looked around the corner as hard as she could.
You must temporarily follow the plan you made in advance.
There was not much time left, less than ten minutes left.
She heard some normal and trivial sounds of clothing rubbing together on the other side of the corridor. It seemed like people were just fidgeting against the wall, but there was no sound of speaking.
It appears that negotiations have been terminated.
I just don’t know what the outcome will be. The best case scenario is that the kidnapped guy can change the woman’s mind.
But if you are counting on it, there is no need.
Both targets were in that direction, beneath the voice-activated hallway light.
He didn't go to the other side of the corridor, just the scene within his current field of vision. Lu Yao, who was wearing a night vision device, visually measured the width of the corridor and the height of the windows, almost correcting the error in his previous judgment from the outside to the greatest extent possible.
Then the message was successfully sent again in a nervous mood.
Just then she got the signal.
[After getting the signal, C starts to act. 】
Lu Yao quietly took off his night vision goggles, raised his head, and stared at the other side of the corridor.
On the other side of the corridor, as designed, the phone rang.
"Good luck brings you good luck~~Good luck brings joy and love~~"
This voice was really out of place and cheerful, resounding in the corridor with a full sense of happiness.
The content of the ringtone is never expected.
Even at this critical moment, Lu Yao could barely hold back his overflowing surprise, and even found it a bit funny.
After hearing this, I couldn’t help but want to try my luck by drawing a card.
But at the same time, a strange emotion suddenly emerged in her heart, which seemed to indicate something important.
The cell phone rings loudly and the singing goes on without stopping.
But this is still planned.
The content of the next sentence of the plan is:
[If you don’t get connected immediately, keep calling. 】
In any case, this woman would not answer the phone casually.
Because for her, there was a revenge execution in a few minutes.
This is also the reason why Lu Yao can't show up directly - people who don't fully understand this Avenger don't know if she will do anything surprising when she knows that she is being targeted.
So from here on, the target's actions cannot be completely predicted.
There are many possibilities, but no matter which one, the pistol will be placed next to the hostage's head in time.
The sound of the phone continued, but a faint fluorescent light from the screen leaked from the end of the corridor.
Lu Yao knew that this woman had already figured out what to do.
Either hang up directly or pick up again.
The sound disappeared and the light disappeared.
The call was hung up.
Then comes the next step.
"Good luck to you..."
The cheerful bell rang again.
If the result of this impatience is something other than idleness in answering the phone, go ahead and keep trying.
The phone was hung up again soon, and the light went out again.
Lu Yao stayed where he was, watching the ever-changing dim light.
[Continue to repeat. 】
This is also part of the plan.
This time the light stayed longer before being extinguished, long enough for the woman to add the phone number to the blacklist and not allow the number to call in at all.
At the same time, Lu Yao glanced slightly at the situation on the other side of the corridor, then quickly retracted and stopped looking. With an unobstructed view of the corridor, one more second of exposure could ruin all the previous efforts.
The blacklist did work, and for a long time there was no change at all, except for the occasional sound of the clothes of the still anxious people rubbing against the wall;
At this moment, Lu Yao finally received the second signal.
[Wait for the best time. 】
This time the silence lasted for a long time.
Until the final moment - only five minutes left.
It's just that that person...perhaps everyone is at their most nervous.
"Aren't you scared?" The woman finally couldn't hold back and spoke slowly, her teeth chattering as she spoke slowly.
Her words hung on every word, as if if she said even one wrong word, her calm facade would be broken and her plan would be in vain.
No matter how much psychological preparation you have made, killing someone is not a common thing for an ordinary person.
Xue Chen didn't speak and only gave her a silent answer.
Silence continued to fill the empty corridor.
Lu Yao breathed a sigh of relief. This wealthy young man was quite cooperative. If he said anything irritating, he would be so angry that he would be completely hopeless when the gunshot rang out.
Even if she had a plan in advance, she tried to reduce the possibility of such unexpected things happening.
She may be able to handle ordinary interpersonal relationships properly, just like saying hello to the teacher at school, she can solve everything by being sweet and well-behaved. But this kind of life-threatening matter cannot be decided casually - at least a fledgling intern like her doesn't have the courage to act arbitrarily.
At this moment, the cell phone's sudden ringtone rang again.
It was still the same melody, still the same festive lyrics, still the same indescribable sense of dissonance, and the solemn atmosphere of tension and solemnity was once again destroyed.
Even Lu Yao, who had planned everything, couldn't help his eyelids twitching.
This time, the woman finally couldn't bear it anymore, and the light on the screen came on again, this time for a long time.
"Hello?" The woman's voice was full of resentment, "What's going on?"
"Hello, is this Ms. Xu? Excuse me, we are here from Huiyuan Real Estate and want to ask if you have any intention..."
The tone of his voice was very urgent, like a real estate sale with a desire for publicity, but the tone was actually a bit familiar, making it difficult for Lu Yao not to feel that he was being amused.
It’s just that women don’t recognize this voice.
In the audible silence, even if the speakerphone is not turned on, the loudest call volume still shows the greatest presence in the corridor, and is received by everyone's eardrums without reservation.
"I'm not interested, don't fight anymore..." The woman gritted her teeth and was ready to hang up after finishing the sentence without further delay.
The time has come.
Lu Yao closed his eyes briefly and started the program that had been set up.
In the corridor, a light suddenly lit up that was difficult to ignore.
It was in disrepair and uninhabited, and the voice-activated lights in the neighborhood had actually completely stopped supplying power. Otherwise, it wouldn't be able to detect even loud noises like the previous ringtone.
What lit up was the flash of the woman's mobile phone - in a short period of time, all Lu Yao could do was hack into this simple system and perform some trivial control through the network. This is already the biggest reliance to complete the task.
Immediately afterwards, loud gunshots pierced the sky.
Accompanied by the sound of breaking glass.
Lu Yao had known this, so he rushed out from the hiding corner without hesitation. After passing the corner, everything in front of you came into view completely.
Xue Chen sat on the ground, restrained by the ropes that had been prepared. He seemed to have expected it and looked over with difficulty.
The woman standing next to him was the person Lu Yao had seen in the photo.
Her name is not Meng Shanshan’s mother, nor Meng Chaoyang’s wife. She has her own identity, her own resentments, her own story.
Her name is Xu Qing, her name is very simple, and she is just an ordinary middle-aged woman.
At this moment, she was dazzled by the sudden light, and suddenly lost consciousness under the shock of the gunshot - but this did not last long, and the trance lasted only a few seconds.
The bullet did not hit directly, but instead passed through the side of her head after breaking the glass window. It was passing through the old white wall that was in disrepair, and it was unknown how deep it went.
Lu Yao had already seen the pistol in her hand.
Lu Yao's actions had been planned countless times. She pulled Xue Chen up from the ground and led them back the same way as quickly as possible on the broken glass.
"Stop!"
Xu Qing finally regained her sense from panic.
She was furious, raised her pistol, and pointed directly at Lu Yao's figure dragging Xue Chen around the corner.
The second gunshot rang out at this time.
Just like that night that year, when the dark corridor was still brightly lit, the sound shattered the sky.
