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Chapter 762: Inexplicable tracking(1/2)

When Xu Chuan and Xuela arrived at the restaurant, Allen and Freddy had been waiting for a long time.
"You are really slow this time." Alan picked up the cup containing red wine and greeted Master Xu and Xuela, who had already cleaned up.
Xuela playfully lifted the hem of her skirt with her hands slightly bent her knees and saluted. Xu Chuan helped her open the chair and said, "Didn't I wait for you before?"
The two of them habitually quarreled with each other, and Ms. Freddy, who was sitting on the side, had instinctively taken out her camera. This is Xuela, an absolute big news.
After her new album was released this year, no one has questioned her status in the North American music scene.
If people know that she is here, paparazzi across the country will flock to her.
With her current popularity, even if she takes a few different photos, she can exchange for money.
Allen raised his hand and pressed it directly on Freddy's camera. No one wanted to be photographed while eating.
But Xuela didn't seem to care. She also generously sorted out her hair and leaned on Xu Chuan's shoulder. The meaning she wanted to express was obvious.
"It's okay to take photos, but we have to wait until we leave tomorrow before sending them out." Although Xuela didn't care about binding with Xu Chuan, she was not dazed yet. If the media knew her position now, it would be very troublesome.
Freddy agreed happily, and this wave of money would definitely not be a loss and would make a big profit.
Allen raised his hand and let go of her camera. After this period of contact, he found that the woman was very smart. She absolutely knew what to do and what not to do before she got the benefits of Wayne's house.
Then, Xu Chuan was helplessly pulling his chin and taking a photo. The woman seemed to have no idea what kind of reports this reporter specialized in.
Soon, more than a dozen photos were taken. Xuela took them over and looked at them. She deleted a few of them who were not satisfied with them, and returned the camera to the other party.
"By the way, most of the cases on your website are real, right?" Xu Chuan asked Freddy about his concern before the meal started.
The other party said happily when someone talked about his website, "Of course, a lot of the contents are provided by some insiders, and I have also carefully verified it."
Xu Chuan nodded. Some photos inside were taken at the scene of the crime. It seemed that this woman did a lot of illegal things. "You went to see that Will Graham today. Are you getting anything?"
Allen sat aside and listened to the conversation between the two of them, and seemed to hear something interesting. His friend seemed to be very interested in Dr. Hannibal Lecter.
Although his questions were asked about the case and the FBI Agent Will, anyone familiar with him could tell that what he was really concerned about was Dr. Hannibal.
Combining his previous reminder to himself and the special emphasis on "Don't eat the food he gave", Allen had a very bad association.
Although Allen is a second-generation ancestor, his IQ is definitely not low, so his friend has definitely noticed something.
"Dr. Lecter, a psychology professor at Georgetown University, has his own clinic in Baltimore. Recently, he was invited by the FBI to help them write psychological profiles for serial killers." Ms. Freddy replied relaxedly.
Master Xu was almost laughing in his heart. The United Nations Bureau of Investigation was so big that he was all broken into the internal affairs, and he was invited by himself.
Anyway, if he is the director of the FBI, whether the ogre can catch it in the end is second. The 25th that invited Hannibal must be dealt with. It is best to let him go to Antarctica to investigate prehistoric civilization. It is not only embarrassing, but also the luck that is so unlucky must not be left by your side. Do you know if it will trigger an epic plot.
I didn't eat much in one meal, but Xu Chuan did get some useful information. At least he confirmed that there was a case that was definitely done by Hannibal.
"So, Ms. Lauz is a reporter for reporting criminal crimes?" When she returned to the room, Shera finally realized what she might have misunderstood. She thought that the reporter from the tabloid entertainment version of Ellen should be who could stay with him.
Xu Chuan smiled and joked, "Don't let Allen hear your words, he will be angry to death." This is too much of a look on Mr. Wayne's taste.
He turned on his computer and found the serial murder case known as the "Mingzhou Shrike Bird". In the whole case, ten girls were killed, but the last two were obvious imitation crimes.
Xu Chuan didn't know why Hannibal did this, but the lack of a certain organ in the body and the strange artistic sense after the crime scene were arranged, all of which were in line with his style. More importantly, these two cases occurred after Hannibal joined the FBI investigation.
Through his conversation with Freddy just now, he has confirmed this. Has no one in the FBI ever doubted this coincidence?
Xu Chuan shrugged, expressing his incomprehension.
"Dear, what are you looking at?" Xuela put her neck on Xu Chuan from the back of the sofa and looked at the computer that he had not had time to close.
"Oh, God!"
Fortunately, she didn't use the word Fuck to express her surprise.
"I'll say I won't let you see it." Xu Chuan looked at the woman with a blue face speechlessly, and indeed the mental impact was a little too big.
Xuela retching in the bathroom for a long time, and finally drank a glass of ice water to calm her churning stomach.
She leaned listlessly on the sofa. This time she was far away from Xu Chuan's notebook. She just happened to see a corpse that was broken. She really didn't want to see the picture again.
Seeing that she was fine, Xu Chuan continued to browse this interesting website. He now wanted to check the backstage of this website. There are definitely some murderers or potential murderers who are loyal fans of this crime reveal website.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The details of the case reported by Freddy are too detailed. For some people, this is a treasure trove of inspiration and is one of the ways to obtain the progress of the police investigation.
Isn’t America a prism plan? I won’t monitor this kind of thing.
Xuela, who was sitting opposite, saw that the other party had been following the website, finally became impatient. I ran so far, was it to see you surf the Internet?
Extend your long legs and put them on the other person's calves, then go up all the way until...
Xu Chuan silently grabbed Xuela's foot, which had been doing various small movements, "Do you have to deal with it? Have you forgotten how to beg for mercy in the afternoon?"
Seeing that the other party was finally attracted by his attention, Xuela laughed out loud, "Dear, but it's already evening." She moved from the sofa to him and reached out to close his laptop.
He knelt on his legs and looked down at Xu Chuan, all the skin on his chest was exposed in front of him.
Just as Xu Chuan was planning to do something along his Gu Kengwang, Xuela's face suddenly changed, and the next second he bounced from his legs and ran quickly towards the bathroom.
Xu Chuan was confused at first, and then quickly realized that she must have not been peeing.
Alas, the feeling of an arrow on the string but not being able to be fired is really not very good.
He bent over and walked to the bathroom door, leaned against the door and looked at Xuela, who was sitting on the toilet with an awkward look on her face.
Someone's menstrual period was unexpectedly early, and caught her off guard. But this was not the point, but, "Dear, can you help me buy a tampon?" She came in a hurry and brought only a few pieces of clothes, and this kind of thing fell down.
Xu Chuan's eyes twitched, but seeing the other party pretending to be pitiful, he had to sigh and pick up his coat and walk out of the room.
He remembered that there was a convenience store not far from the hotel, which should have what he wanted.
I found something in the convenience store and paid for it. No strange things happened during the process. Now it was dark outside. There were almost no pedestrians on the road except for the lights of the convenience store behind me. It was pitch black within a range of more than 200 meters nearby.
The few street lights were broken at least two-thirds, and the range that could be illuminated was pitiful. About five hundred meters ahead was the hotel, but the lights were brightly lit.
As Xu Chuan, who often travels in the dark, this environment is very friendly. In many of their tasks, the night colors are natural protective colors, and he will even try to walk in places with many shadows.
Xu Chuan's steps were neither fast nor slow. The bag of tampon was throwing up and down in his left hand, humming an unknown song in his mouth.
His right hand was ready to draw his gun at any time. When he came out of the convenience store, he noticed a car without a light following behind.
At this point in time, no matter how you think about it, you can't find a fan to sign.
The other party did not intend to accelerate, but followed it slowly. Xu Chuan had already thought of several countermeasures. The wall here was not high and he could turn it in without his hands. This double-layer brick wall was a relatively good bunker unless the other party used large-caliber weapons.
Or take a preemptive move, but it may make things too big.
So who is it? How did DU Bei antony or KB member find me?
With questions, Xu Chuan was waiting for the answer to come to him, but the other party didn't know why until he walked to the hotel gate, he did not take any further action.
"Made" Xu Chuan cursed in a low voice, walked into the hotel without any change in speed, and greeted the waiter at the door.
The other party did not act rashly, and a car without headlights passed by the door, as if it would have walked here.
Xu Chuan turned his head slightly and glanced at it. It was a gray Ford sedan with no clear license plate number.
Could it be that he was thinking too much? Walking into the elevator, Xu Chuan leaned against the wall and wondered if there were any loopholes in his behavior just now, and whether he shocked the people behind him.
"It shouldn't be?" He was quite skilled in playing this anti-tracking trick, unless an old spy of Nikita's level could detect some abnormalities.
Could it be that it was from the CIA? He shook his head. Although the other party's tracking was hidden, it was not professional. If it was the CIA, it would be a bit too amateur.
It's really hard to figure it out.
However, giving up is not his style, and this hidden danger must be eliminated, otherwise who knows when he will jump out and bite him.
I went back to the room first and handed the tampon to Xuela. The other party looked apologetic, "Sorry, I didn't expect it to be so many days ahead of schedule."
Her expression made Xu Chuan feel that she came here just to sleep with her, even though she found her.
"Okay, stay honest." He happened to have something else to do now.
Xuela became much more honest. After using the equipment, she climbed onto the bed and lay down.
Just looking at Xu Chuan, he looked like he was going out, "You still want to go out?"
"Well, I saw the car being scratched just now, so I went to the hotel to check the surveillance camera." After making a nonsense, he turned around and went out again, leaving Xuela alone there thinking about it.
He directly found the hotel manager and explained that he wanted to retrieve the surveillance video at the door. The other party hesitated for a moment, but after thinking about the identity of Mr. Wayne, he still took him to the surveillance room.
Just like Xu Chuan thought, the surveillance camera at the door did take a picture of the car, but the image was very blurry.
"Copy this video to me." Xu Chuan handed the security guard a USB flash drive, his tone unquestionable.
After getting the stuff, Xu Chuan politely thanked the hotel manager. Before going back to the room, he suddenly remembered something and asked the other party, "Can your restaurant make black chicken soup?"
To be continued...
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