It was now three o'clock in the afternoon, and it was too late to go back to get the gun. He did not expect to be tasked with cleaning up a gun battle in the country.
This kind of task is very troublesome, and the scene must be extremely chaotic. When I went abroad with the master to complete the cleanup task, it was all a team effort.
It is impossible to clean the battlefield with one person, but for the ghost, it is just a little troublesome.
Putting on his mask, Lin Cheng walked into a convenience store on the roadside.
"What do you need?" In the afternoon, the convenience store owner was sitting lazily behind the counter. When he saw someone coming in, he asked.
"Here are two packs of playing cards." Lin Cheng pointed at the container behind the boss and said.
"Do you want something cheap or expensive?" When the boss heard that it was a small business, his interest in it suddenly disappeared.
"Want the best quality." Lin Cheng said nonchalantly.
"Ten dollars a bag."
Lin Cheng took out twenty and put it on the table, took the playing cards and turned around to leave.
Nancheng Department Store was established in the 1970s, and it has been half a century. The original four-story old mall has been renovated over and over again due to the changes of the times.
At least now it looks brand new both on the outside and on the inside.
It was only five o'clock when Lin Cheng arrived here. There were many people in the mall and it was very lively.
In fact, he has always had a question in his mind: Don't these people who go to shopping malls on weekdays need to go to work? ? ?
He first strolled around the mall and became familiar with the terrain. Whether it was the fire escape, the elevator or the various shops, he remembered them all in his mind.
In fact, this building has five floors, and the top floor is the management. I think tonight's shootout will take place there.
Access cards are required from the fourth floor to the fifth floor, so it's not easy to get in.
Lin Cheng went shopping like other customers, going into every store to take a look, but he kept paying attention to the explosion-proof door with his peripheral vision.
Time passed little by little, and he stayed here for a long time. If he didn't leave, he would probably be suspected by these shops.
Just when he was about to give up, the long-closed explosion-proof door opened with a click, and a man in work clothes walked out.
Lin Cheng smiled, and with a flick of his wrist, a white light flew out. Just when the door was about to close, the playing cards were accurately stuck in the gap, and the heavy explosion-proof door shook and finally did not close.
Lin Cheng walked over as if nothing had happened, gently opened the blast door, and put the folded ghost card back into his pocket.
Behind the door was an upward staircase, and Lin Cheng walked up with his hands in his pockets.
When we got to the fifth floor, there was an explosion-proof door. Fortunately, there was a piece of glass on the door so we could see clearly what was going on inside.
Lin Cheng took out his mobile phone, turned on the camera, and extended the camera.
You can see from the camera that this is a corridor with offices on both sides. At the end of the corridor are two men wearing black clothes and wearing headphones.
Judging from their posture, they must have received professional training. Lin Cheng had a rough understanding of the situation on the fifth floor and retreated directly.
He was very confused. Is it necessary for a shopping mall owner to hire so many bodyguards?
Why does the shootout happen here?
Does the mall owner know there is danger tonight?
If you know, why aren't you hiding?
These issues must be clarified. If you ignore a little bit, it will be easy to get into trouble, especially for "cleaners" like them. It is not unheard of to be framed as a murderer and take the blame.
Time passed little by little, and until the mall closed at nine o'clock, Lin Cheng remained hidden on the fourth floor, like a dormant poisonous snake.
"Click..." The sound of a firearm being loaded sounded.
Although the other party was very careful, Lin Cheng still didn't escape his ears in the quiet shopping mall.
In the darkness on one side of the explosion-proof door, Lin Cheng opened his eyes. His eyes scanned the open space in front of him little by little, and a person was carefully wiping towards the explosion-proof door.
"A person...P5 submachine gun...with silencer...bullet expansion...
Steady pace...professionally trained...a foreigner...identity should be a mercenary. "
Through the man's movements, Lin Cheng had a comparison in his mind. The bodyguards upstairs should all be military professionals, and their fighting skills should be good. The only drawback is that they don't have hot weapons.
And this mercenary has obviously been baptized in bloody battles, and he dares to come alone, so his strength is naturally not weak.
At this time, the mercenary was already sticking to the blast door. He took out an object from his pocket and stuck it on the door lock. With a burst of sparks, the blast door was opened.
The mercenary poked his head in to take a look, then ducked in.
Lin Cheng slowly raised his wrist and glanced at the time before silently counting the time in his mind.
Fifteen seconds later, the sound of the blast door being opened upstairs came.
Then there were shouts and the sound of bullets being fired.
One shot…
one person…
Five rounds…
Ten rounds…
The second person…
Thirteen rounds…
The third person…
Eighteen rounds…
Twenty-two shots…
The fourth person…
Entered the boss room...
Lin Cheng knew the progress of the mercenaries through the location of the gunfire and the screams of the bodyguards, as well as how many bullet casings and warheads he would find soon.
There was a curse from upstairs, which seemed to be the boss's voice, followed by a gunshot, and then two more...
"Refilling the gun? The boss or the bodyguard who did it, damn..." The positions of the last two shots were different from the previous ones, which made Lin Cheng feel very unhappy because he had to work hard to find the whereabouts of the two bullets. .
The sound of rapid footsteps sounded, and the mercenaries rushed out of the stairs and ran towards the distance without looking back.
After waiting for another five minutes, Lin Cheng silently put on his gloves and shoe covers, and walked towards the fifth floor with the prepared guy pose.
As he advanced, he began to pick up the shell casings on the ground, the bodies, and the bullets in the walls.
"One, two, three, four...twenty-three..." Lin Cheng looked at the bullets and shells in his hands.
twenty-three? Where did those last two shots go?
Just when he was confused, a subtle braking sound suddenly reached his ears, and he frowned and walked towards the window quickly.
There were already many police cars parked downstairs, and all of them had their lights off. If it weren't for the sound of brakes, he wouldn't have noticed.
"Damn it... Wutong, you bastard..." Lin Cheng cursed and hurriedly walked downstairs. If he was blocked by the police on the fifth floor, he would really be in trouble.
He walked to his tool box, grabbed a ring and pulled it hard. A slight mechanical sound sounded from the box, as if some mechanism was activated.
After rushing out of the stairs on the fifth floor, Lin Cheng saw several flashlights shining in the distance.
He quickly dodged and darted into a shadow in the distance like a leopard.
Hold back the tension in your heart and force yourself to calm down. Is this mission a trap or an accident?
