Chapter 17, Rick Frey and
Chen Linan rushed up to the second floor as soon as they entered the door, without even having time to take off their shoes.
After he entered the bedroom, he hurriedly sat at the desk and typed on the computer to check the results.
"Identified five similar people, located on Fifth Avenue in Brooklyn and Queens."
Chen Lin'an quickly browsed the information of these five people and compared them one by one with the information in his mind. Even the somewhat blurry image screenshots were Observe bit by bit, not missing any detail.
"Don't look, it's none of these five." Venom came out of his shoulder and knocked on his head.
"I already remember his appearance clearly. Even if the image recognized on the computer is a bit blurry, I won't get it wrong."
Chen Lin'an also heard what Venom said, but he still insisted on watching it all by himself.
"Hey~" After reading it, he also sat back on the chair and sighed.
Although he had long thought that he would not be so lucky, he still felt a little disappointed when the answer turned out not to be what he wanted.
If he could, he really didn't want to wait for a moment. He wished he could flash up to the damn murderer immediately, break his neck, and grind him into pieces bit by bit.
Feeling the suppressed anger and hatred in Chen Linan's heart, Venom patted his shoulder and said softly: "Don't worry, under this kind of monitoring, it won't take long for you to be able to do what you want." "Arrived
. As long as you leave me a head when the time comes, emmmm, if that doesn't work, you don't have to leave your head."
Chen Lin'an was speechless when he heard Venom's words. It sounded like he should be grateful to him.
Just when he was about to say something, another test reminder appeared on the computer.
"Identified a similar person, a 7-eleven convenience store in the outer suburbs of Brooklyn."
"That's him!" Venom shouted in a hoarse voice.
Chen Lin'an almost put his face against the screen and looked carefully at the man who appeared at the door of the convenience store.
It's almost the same as the character drawn by Venom, with the same haircut, the same face, and even the same eyes.
"Bang!" There was a loud noise from the bedroom window, and Chen Linan jumped out of the window.
The moment he landed, the black viscous liquid completely covered his body.
"Bang!" With a loud noise, the black figure was ejected forward, leaving only a deep pit on the ground.
In order to quickly reach the place where Rick Frey appeared, Chen Linan directly let Venom control his body and ran towards that place quickly.
The chocolate that Venom had eaten during this period finally showed its effect. It took Chen Lin'an to fly between the buildings at high speed, running on the ground like a black lightning.
Rick Frey, who was selecting products at a convenience store, didn't know that he was about to be in trouble. He selected a few cans, a few bottles of wine, and some miscellaneous items, and then took the items to the front to check out. .
"Bring me another pack of Marlboros," Rick Foley said, pointing to the cigarettes on the counter.
When the salesman heard this, he turned around and took out a pack of Marlboros from the shelf at the back, then put them into the bag and said, "A total of twenty dollars and fifty-four cents." "Shit!" Rick Foley was in his pocket
. I rummaged around for a long time and couldn't find any change.
"Hey, man! I didn't bring any change, so I might as well forget the fifty-four cents." Rick Frey raised his chin towards the salesman and said loudly.
Seeing Rick Frey's gangster style, the salesman also paused, and then said nervously: "I'm sorry, but I'm just a part-time worker. If the boss finds out that he undercharged me, he will definitely fire me."
"He is an old drunkard with a bad temper. He even thinks that I will steal his change, so he watches the surveillance over there from time to time." Following the
salesman's fingers, Rick Frey also watched Arrived at the surveillance camera on the ceiling next to it.
"Damn it!" Rick Frey glared at the salesman fiercely. This damn salesman was implicitly warning him that there was surveillance here, and there was an old guy who was always watching.
The salesman was also frightened by his eyes, and felt even more uneasy.
The guy in front of me wouldn't be angered and kill him with one shot. If I had known, I would have let him go just now. Now that the words have been spoken, it is too late to regret.
Rick Frey was also full of anger at this time. He rummaged through the bag very roughly, then took out a few packages of snacks and threw them at the salesman.
"These things should be enough for 50 cents and 4 cents! What a fucking shit convenience store!"
After Rick Frey threw away the things, he walked out with the bag, and the door of the convenience store was slammed by him. There was a huge noise.
The salesman could only admit that he was unlucky, squatted down, picked up the things he dropped, and put them back on the shelf.
"Damn gang dog!" The salesman cursed in a low voice while clearing the shelves: "Tomorrow I will tell that fat pig boss that I quit!"
If it weren't for the higher hourly wage, he would have been I don’t really want to work in such a far away place, because the further away from the city, the more crowded it becomes.
Today's incident was a wake-up call for him, and it also extinguished his last bit of luck.
Rick Frey was also full of anger when he walked out of the convenience store. If he hadn't had to keep a low profile during this period, he would have taken out the pistol on his waist and fired a few rounds at the idiot clerk.
Ever since he joined a gang and started living on the streets, no one dared to mess with him when he went to a convenience store or something. Even if he gave him money, he was in a good mood.
As long as he frowned and put his hands on his lower back, those guys would raise their hands without even daring to let go.
Of course, this situation only applies to convenience stores in remote places far away from the city. They should not be too rampant in the city.
"It's so fucking annoying!" Rick Frey put his things on the passenger side and drove the broken car toward the basement where he was hiding.
It turned out that he had left the United States yesterday, but who knew that because border patrols suddenly became stricter, the person who arranged for him to leave told him that he needed to delay for a few more days to check in, because the fee he had to pay had also increased. One percent.
Thinking of this, Rick Frey felt even more irritated by what had just happened. Why hadn't anything gone smoothly in the past few days? He shouldn't have stayed in the basement for a while. He should have left directly after finishing the work. of.
"Squeak~!" The broken door in the basement let out a wailing cry of disrepair. Rick Frey closed the door forcefully, and then put everything he was carrying on the ground.
He turned around and wanted to turn on the light, but for some reason, the broken light that wasn't very bright actually broke today.
"F***!" Rick Frey tried to open it for a long time but failed. In the end, he could only hammer the wall in anger, and then cursed angrily.
He sat on the bed and took out the cigarettes he just bought. After opening them, he put one in his mouth. Normally, he would not care about such ordinary cigarettes. He would either smoke leaves or something more exciting.
An orange fire lit up in the basement. The light of the lighter not only lit the cigarette, but also provided a moment of illumination to the space.
The cigarette butt flickered in the darkness, and Rick Foley inhaled the smoke happily.
The next second, when the butt of his cigarette lit up, briefly dispelling the surrounding darkness, he found a black figure crouching face to face with him.
The narrow, pale eyes were as cold as ice without any warmth, and the exaggeratedly large mouth was filled with sharp teeth.
The bright red tongue protruded from between the teeth, dancing in the air like a flexible snake.
"Ah!"
A horrified scream suddenly sounded in the basement, and then stopped abruptly.
The crows on the street trees outside seemed startled by the short screams and began to make unpleasant calls.
(End of chapter)