"The car should be privately equipped with remote braking equipment." Song Qiaoyu was not one to be easily frightened by ghost tricks, so she immediately came up with the answer, "Now that it is moving, it should be to attract my attention.
Seeing the dark blue car slowly accelerating and retreating, it moved slowly at the beginning and then became faster and faster.
Lu Yao is very calm now: "Then are you attracted?"
"It's hard not to notice." As he said that, Song Qiaoyu had already taken a few steps back, out of the range that he could pass by walking straight and reversing.
But he also tensed up and could use his peripheral vision to see the door he had just opened.
If the vehicle continues to accelerate in the opposite direction, it will inevitably hit a wall dozens of meters away. Since most people have left, even if it really hits the wall at the fastest speed, it will most likely just stop braking.
It won't be that simple.
Song Qiaoyu watched the vehicle pass in front of him and raised his hand to aim at the braked front wheel. After two gunshots, both tires were half flat.
"This should limit its speed." He put away his gun and stopped. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the vehicle hit the far wall with inertia.
At least it won't be able to sprint past without any hindrance.
The front of the car turned at a subtle angle, and with a muffled sound, the front of the car deflated in half and sank a few inches into the wall.
Song Qiaoyu could only ensure that he hit one of the braked axles, while the other side would only get a flat tire due to the angle limit. But he knew that this would indeed prevent the car from accelerating at full speed without any hindrance, hitting the wall, and maybe even creating a huge gap.
"He doesn't want to knock out a door, does he?" Lu Yao suddenly thought, "I calculated the acceleration just now. If he hits the wall leading to that area, it is really possible to succeed. But he is not Can I climb the wall? Is it useful?"
Just the next second, there was another loud explosion in the distance.
"Where is it this time?"
Judging that the source of the sound was not far away, Song Qiaoyu immediately looked in that direction alertly.
Lu Yao asked someone to check the contents of all the cameras: "I'm afraid there's a scam, so don't move yet... It's on the other side of the factory. Now a piece of the wall has really collapsed due to fraud. Fortunately, the innocent people and the cameras have not been affected. The view is still good now." whole."
"What about him?" Song Qiaoyu asked immediately.
Lu Yao naturally knew who he was referring to.
"He has not appeared in the field of vision yet, and there is no movement for the time being."
Before they could react, the same sound came from another direction.
Another explosion.
"Is this guy's bombs free of charge?" Lu Yao exclaimed, "One, two, two, three, three, four... Do you need five or six more?"
"There aren't that many."
Song Qiaoyu made a decision while replying, no longer waiting, and walked into the factory alone.
If you can't get the full field of view, you won't even know how many bombs are planted inside. Although Qi Taichu was self-righteous, he didn't bring anything with him to attend an obvious Hongmen Banquet unprepared.
Although the traces were found so quickly, he probably didn't expect it.
"I'm close. Let's go to the door with others first. Brother Song, if you go in first, be careful of his sneak attack." Lu Yao hurriedly told him and started the vehicle at the same time, preparing to set off.
Although she could have approached the scene long after confirming the target, after all, there was still Tang Qian sitting in Lu Yao's car.
Even if Lu Yao is confident that he can protect himself or even directly help, he still needs to protect a particularly thoughtful witness while approaching the center of danger. She herself had the guts to carry it out, but others didn't have the guts to approve it. Bringing Tang Qian and letting him stay in the car with bulletproof glass was already the biggest compromise to ask for permission.
At this time, Song Qiaoyu had already walked into the factory.
The abandoned factory was in a mess everywhere. Parts of instruments were scattered everywhere. The debris on the ground could cause someone to trip over from time to time. It was also covered with a thin layer of dust, making the entire area look even more gloomy.
Only the metal shell of the part can reflect the little light leaking in from the street lights outside.
The aftermath of the explosion has stopped sounding, but its influence has not stopped. Compared with the entire empty space, the flashlight's beam seems very small. Perhaps the biggest difference it can make is that it can illuminate the air caused by the Tyndall effect. Tiny particles can make the space appear more turbid.
Everything was silent, as if no one had ever been here. And looking around, it really didn't look like there were any living creatures escaping in a hurry.
From Song Qiaoyu's current position, he could only see a gap caused by the explosion, just tens of meters away within sight.
"Just now, there was a surveillance video showing that Qi Taichu came out. Now it is confirmed that he is indeed here. He looked up and saw the position of the camera and shot one directly with his gun. We don't know for the time being whether he went out or not. It turned back again." Lu Yao once again updated the latest situation, "There is no other movement from the camera connected to that street."
The police officer who had been paying attention to the surveillance saw the most straightforward scene.
Several explosions opened up more possibilities. Now, the area near the factory is no longer closed, and every time Qi Taichu causes an explosion, there is one more way for him to escape.
In other words, with the number of bombs he carried, he caused a lot of confusion in this muddy water.
Then immediately after, there was another loud noise from an unknown direction.
The echo vibrated in the spacious factory and spread to the outside at the same time, like waves of sound sweeping in from the inside out.
When explosions become a norm, their impact is greatly reduced.
Lu Yao was silent for a moment and suddenly spoke again: "I now suspect that the previous explosions probably did not happen in just one place. He may have prepared more bombs here in advance and detonated them at the same time. Multiple ones, just to confuse the different exits."
Song Qiaoyu also walked dozens of meters around the factory at this time, and saw two other bomb-collapsed walls, some charred paper residue, and a brown bag placed by the wall not far away. She was silent for a moment.
It was obvious that that was the source of the bomb.
What is this? Quantitative changes cause qualitative changes?
To some extent, this method is not very clever, but it is quite simple and crude. People like Song Qiaoyu who don't think about it have already imagined the scene where Qi Taichu carried bomb bags in large and small packages like shopping bags, climbed up the wall with the help of tools, and circled around, throwing a bag randomly from time to time to arrange it. .
"He showed up again and, like before, smashed the security cameras."
Although the yield of the method is not high, there is no doubt that each expansion increases the difficulty of tracing. Each explosion creates a new exit, and the possible directions of travel are redefined.
In order to solve the problem of being trapped by the street closures, Qi Taichu obviously adopted the most direct method-violence to solve the problem.
From a certain perspective, he is indeed a genius. At least the stock of bombs alone, the difficulty of arranging bombs and carrying so many bags are beyond the reach of ordinary people.
"So there is a reason why he chose to stay here." Lu Yao suddenly realized, "Because it can be seen on the factory map that the area is large enough. Based on this area, every time he blows up a wall, every time he breaks a With surveillance cameras, the range of activities that cannot be monitored will be expanded, and then when someone chases him, he can wait for an opportunity to escape through any entrance."
The bomb's yield is indeed just enough to break the wall, no more, no less.
