In a remote place like Medog, any unfamiliar face is particularly noticeable.
In order to carry out surveillance smoothly, it is necessary to hire some local people so that their actions will not be too conspicuous, such as the porters just now.
It was obvious that the porters were not a professional tracking team and they loved to smoke. Wu Xie deliberately pretended that half a pack of cigarettes had been accidentally lost in the crack of the bed. As expected, the porters entered the room to search for the cigarette after he left. Picked it up.
They would not turn down such an opportunity to get a small bargain.
The second trap has also been set up, just waiting for the fish to take the bait, then the third one.
After knowing that these people were the family members of Muyu and Xiaoge, Wu Xie couldn't use many of his cruel tricks and methods. After all, from the point of view that they actively monitored him, it was hard to tell whether they were friends or enemies.
After eating the remaining few mouthfuls of food, Wu Xie put away his lunch box and walked outside the dining hall. Unexpectedly, he saw those Xiangjiang people chatting together in the small side hall.
But it just so happened that it saved him the trouble of going out of his way to find someone.
Wu Xie didn't pause in his steps. He walked over and nodded as a greeting, and someone raised his hand to send out a cigarette.
Wu Xie walked over naturally, took the cigarette and took a look. It was not a common brand in Medog. When the man lit the cigarette, he borrowed a light, and then sat on the edge and listened to their conversation calmly. .
However, when chatting in Cantonese quickly, it turned into another magical language. Wu Xie's ears were buzzing and it was difficult to distinguish. He had no choice but to give up and focus on observing the characteristics of these people.
He saw that both hands of these people were wearing leather gloves, and he couldn't see whether there were the Zhang family's iconic long fingers inside.
If the fingers of this group of people are all like that, does it mean that they all have extraordinary skills, even if they are not at the level of the little brother and Muyu, they are one-tenth of them. The sum of so many people is enough for him to drink a pot.
That's bullshit, don't play any conspiracies, just kneel down and surrender and let them do it.
How can he survive this fight? Wu Xie is a little desperate. There are only two boys beside him. Counting Chen Xuehan and Yue Ya, they can't even reach the opponent's fraction.
When a fight breaks out, is it possible that old man Naruhito will bring the lamas from the temple to help him? Thinking about it, I still think it's unreliable. Let's not talk about whether the lamas will help him. There are more than just the overseas Zhang family in this temple.
Worrying people, worrying people, annoying!
I wonder if Muyu will suddenly jump out when he is beaten half to death and, as the most favored junior of the head of the Zhang family, fry the overseas Zhang family to a crisp.
But Muyu also has concerns, and now may not be a good time to recognize each other.
This method won't work. Wu Xie gnashed his teeth and thought about what to do. Otherwise, the water would be muddied. The best way would be to let them bite each other!
Wu Xie only thought about it for more than ten seconds before he came to his senses. Then he immediately felt that someone was staring at him. He followed the feeling and looked back and found that it was Miss Zhang.
He was clearly not here just now, and he appeared quietly. Of course, it's possible that he didn't notice it when he was thinking.
Miss Zhang was crossing her arms and staring at him coldly. Her eyes were definitely not kind.
Wu Xie noticed that she was not wearing leather gloves. Although the length of the exposed fingers of her left hand resting on her right arm was not abnormal, there were some gray marks on the clothes where the fingertips pressed.
He wondered what this girl meant. In the final analysis, the previous identities of the real and fake Miss Zhang were just guesses. Those two pieces of information could not be used as substantial evidence, so he tentatively smiled at her while holding a cigarette in his mouth.
Miss Zhang snorted disdainfully. Wu Xie felt that the other party's behavior was probably because he looked down on him. Why did he look down on him?
Wu Xie didn't think there was anything ungentlemanly or out of line about his behavior from the time he sat down until now that made a lady disgusted, so where did this disdain come from?
Since the other party has been monitoring him for so long, he must know that he is Wu Xie... Wait, he suddenly thought of a fatal issue that he had always ignored, surveillance. Why should they monitor him?
Only when you have doubts about a person, you will adopt the method of monitoring the other person's movements at all times. The same method can also be called observation.
The fundamental purpose of monitoring themselves is actually to observe!
Observing their every move and behavior, coupled with their previous suspicions, there is only one reason for everything, and that is - they are not sure whether they are Wu Xie or not.
Wu Xie suddenly wanted to laugh a little, thinking that these people wouldn't have lured everyone with "Wu Xie" faces to this place. That would be a bit fun.
I don't know if her indifferent and cold attitude offended the other party. Miss Zhang suddenly stood up and took the cigarette out of Wu Xie's mouth, threw it to the ground and stepped on her twice.
Everyone stopped talking and looked at the two people quietly.
This is a demonstration.
Wu Xie glanced at the smoky smoke on the ground and felt that he might be the person Miss Zhang wanted to step on. He clicked his tongue and asked her modestly, "Beauty, do you have any objections to me?"
Zhang Haixing snorted coldly, with a cigarette in his mouth, and said rudely: "I feel annoyed when I look at your face. Get away from me!"
Wu Xie was not annoyed. He touched his nose and asked the man next to him who had just given him a cigarette, "Has she always had such a bad temper?"
The man glanced at Zhang Haixing and said quietly: "It's hard to say. Maybe it was because of seeing you. After all, your face..."
Wu Xie understood the hint in the man's unfinished words.
This was a show of force, and Wu Xie also understood that what they needed was the real Wu Xie, so they were so rude to the uncertain impostors.
Wu Xie pretended to be aroused by the other party's attitude. After all, this is also a man's habitual urination. He likes to be beaten and eaten. Then he said, "You think I'm annoying now because we are not familiar with each other yet." Let’s be friends, my name is Wu Xie, what’s your name, beauty?”
Zhang Haixing's eyes became even more disgusted. He blew out the cigarette in his mouth and turned around to leave.
The flying cigarette fell at Wu Xie's feet. Wu Xie glanced at the people watching the excitement around him and shrugged helplessly. Those people laughed, as if they were happy to see him frustrated.
He asked the person next to him again, "That girl has a lot of personality. What's her name?"
"I don't dare tell you." After the man finished speaking, everyone started laughing again.
Wu Xie also laughed, and when he was done, he helped himself on the ground, stood up and patted the dirt on his pants, put his pocket in his pocket and raised his chin, "Let's go, you can continue chatting."
When he walked out of the yard, the smile on his face disappeared instantly. He thought expressionlessly, laugh, laugh, you won't be able to laugh anymore.
After returning to the room, Wu Xie first checked the windows and under the bed as usual, and found that everything was still intact.
He knew that there were surveillance equipment in the house that he could not observe. This little trick could at least prevent them from entering the house, but the bed was a safe place.
Wu Xie used a lighter to burn the instant noodles into black ash and then crushed them into powder. Then he poured some water, stirred it evenly, and got into bed with the light on.
He took out half a cigarette from his pocket, then dipped his toothbrush in some black water. He pushed the toothbrush bristles aside with his thumb, got close to the cigarette handle and let go. The black water on the bristles splashed into mist and sprinkled on the cigarette handle. The fingerprints came out quickly.
This half of the cigarette was the one that Miss Zhang flew out and landed at his feet. At that time, while he was squatting down to support the ground, he quickly retracted it into his cuffs with magic tricks.
The best way to expose your opponent's flaws is to use numerous moves at once.
Since those people want to observe Wu Xie, they must analyze all the details of his behavior. Therefore, what Wu Xie has to do is to add details and information to make his behavior suspicious in their eyes. All the previous things are in this way.
All his actions were strange. If they were all under surveillance, they would definitely think that he was planning something. This kind of thinking would be very torturous.
The situation they faced was that Wu Xie seemed to already know something, so they had to act very, very carefully, but they had to go and check every one of the weird things Wu Xie did.
What Wu Xie had to do was to let them leave traces near the trap he had set.
After setting an alarm for five o'clock on his watch, Wu Xie quickly fell asleep.
When the alarm clock woke him up, it was still dark outside. This period in winter is still a good time for people to fall asleep, and it is also the time when supervisors are most likely to relax their vigilance.
Wu Xie splashed cold water on his face to wake himself up, put on his clothes and went out.
The entire temple was so silent that it was as if it was shrouded in the realm of death. Wu Xie lit a cigarette and took a few puffs, then stubbed it out and inserted it into the crack of the door, then turned and walked towards the darkness of the temple.
The first place he went to, there were four lighters hidden there, placed in order in the cracks of a stone wall. The appearance of the lighters was exactly the same, but there were very subtle marks on them that he had made in advance to distinguish them.
After putting on the gloves and taking them off one by one, I found that the order had indeed been changed, and the other party did not notice this little trick.
Wu Xie felt that the person who came to check was probably the hot-tempered Miss Zhang who scolded him when they confronted him last night.
That girl was impatient. She probably looked at the thing with her front foot as soon as she put it down, but she didn't understand the meaning. No wonder she didn't give him a good look.
Putting the lighter into the ziplock bag prepared in advance, Wu Xie quickly walked to the second place, where another slingshot was placed on the beam above a pile of debris.
It looked pitch black at first glance. At that time, the slingshot was thrown up, but now even if he jumped up, he couldn't reach it. To get something, he had to climb or tiptoe with something.
The pillar that can be climbed is surrounded by piles of wood. If you want to go up, you have to step on dry wood. The marks of the newly stepped on are still very obvious.
Wu Xie scanned with the light on and saw no such traces, so the other party must have stepped on a pile of debris on the side.
He went over and saw at a glance that they were no longer in the order he had noted when he came here. This place was really remote, and even the young lamas would rarely come here to pick up these scraps.
Under the debris, there was originally an old water tank that was half exposed and upside down on the ground. However, there were actually two of them there. Only when the debris was removed could one see another one at the back.
They were originally placed one behind the other, but now the water tank in front has been moved out. Wu Xie saw two rubbed fingerprints on the left and right sides of the water tank, and half a blur at the bottom of the tank. shoe prints.
Obviously the person didn't want to leave any obvious traces, so he wiped away all the marks with his hands.
The water tank is only half a meter high, but there are no other traces on other stackable debris.
Wu Xie was a little surprised, and then looked at the half-footprint at the bottom of the water tank. Even if he stepped on the water tank at a height of 1.81 meters, he could not reach the slingshot on the beam. Did the girl fly up?
But considering that she is from the Zhang family, it is not impossible to fly up by stepping on the water tank.
But soon Wu Xie discovered something strange. He found traces of another person.
A lot of dust had been wiped off another pillar not far from the woodpile, and there were many intermittent climbing marks over a long distance on one side.
The lamp in Wu Xie's hand swayed to the beam. Someone climbed onto the beam from the pillar and approached the location where the slingshot was hidden directly from above.
Which of the two remaining groups would this man be, the Germans? Still Tibetan.
This still needs to be discussed. Wu Xie moved the two water tanks to a suitable location, stacked the water tanks and stood up to remove the slingshot.
The slingshot was intact, and Wu Xie didn't plan to go to several other places. He needed to maintain a sense of mystery.
Insert the slingshot on the back waistband and return the debris to its original position.
Wu Xie returned to the house and collected the fingerprints on the lighter using the same method as before.
Before the temple woke up, Wu Xie immediately took his things down the mountain, found a tavern where he could make phone calls, dialed up the Internet, and sent the things to Yuchen.
A reply was quickly received. A total of eleven clear fingerprints were collected on the lighter, which came from two people. In other words, these two people checked Wu Xie one after another after he put the things down with his gloves on.
The fingerprints on the cigarette handle confirmed Wu Xie's suspicion. The Zhang family member who checked the lighter was indeed Miss Zhang.
Jie Yuchen sent more detailed information, and Wu Xie learned the name of Miss Zhang, Zhang Haixing.
The fingerprints of another person were also matched. He was a mercenary who was on the most wanted list abroad. His name was Nick Jones. However, five years ago, this person had already been listed as missing and dead in an arrest explosion. Now it suddenly appears here.
This must be the German men, and the only one who didn't show their flaws was the Tibetan team.
The "Wu Xie" who led him to see his younger brother's stone statue that day was wearing a Tibetan robe and had his hair styled into complicated and beautiful braids, so there was also a "Wu Xie" in the Tibetan team.
The "Wu Xie" in the Zhang family's team had already appeared ten years ago, so will there be a "Wu Xie" in the German team too!
(End of chapter)
