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    Chen Xuanlin was sitting in a cheap hotel room, his eyes never leaving the gray window with inferior curtains. From here, he could see a sloppy little courtyard.  This is Chen Xuanlin's fourth residence. If this state continues for a long time, it will be difficult for him to hide himself well.  His first night was spent on the street, staring at the door of an ordinary house.  Then he followed his tracking target to a gloomy room.  This time, he stayed overnight in a cigarette shop opposite.  He went to bed very late and woke up very early in order to continue tracking Li Feng's whereabouts the next morning.  This pursuit made him move around the secret and boring places in the imperial capital, chasing the subways and buses that the target kept changing, which was very difficult.  Chapter 90 Tracking He only took the risk of riding in the same car with Li Feng once or twice. Because he was afraid of being discovered, he followed him in a taxi most of the time. In that area of ??the imperial capital, taxis were difficult to find, and  Even if he found a taxi, it would make him look very conspicuous.  He spent that night miserably in the Babaoshan cemetery.  Now that they are here again, Chen Xuanlin hopes that this torture will not last too long.  He bought himself a pair of cheap, shoddy khaki clothes that were extremely uncomfortable to wear.  He also bought a heavy, ugly hat, a plaid hat, a bonnet, and a dark coat.  Every day he kept changing into these ugly clothes, trying to change his appearance, and wrapped other clothes in paper bags and took them with him.  Until one day he suddenly realized that a man who was always carrying a paper bag would also alert people trying to escape, so he relaxed his tense brain and arms, stuffed the dome hat under the table in a canteen, and let it go.  To fend for itself.  He now has pajama pants in one pocket of his coat and a razor, toothbrush and plaid cap in another.  He sat there, holding the soft hat in his hand, always ready to set off as soon as Li Feng showed signs of moving.

    In the past four or ninety tracking days, Li Feng was just wandering around.  He didn't go into a barber's shop or try to find a job.  He seemed to be just killing time, or deliberately trying to keep his whereabouts mysterious.  He went to a movie or two, visited a museum, and sat on a park bench all afternoon.  He didn't talk to anyone, except the bus driver, the waiter, and other irrelevant people he had to talk to.  Now, he is sitting by the window of his room, reading a novel. Chen Xuanlin saw him buying this book at the subway station next to the square the day before yesterday.

    Just when Chen Xuanlin was staring at him, suddenly, Li Feng closed the book and left the window.  Across the courtyard, Chen Xuanlin saw him bending down, shaking, raising and lowering his arms in a series of familiar gestures.  Chen Xuanlin was not confused by this at all. He himself had performed this action hundreds of times.  The man was folding clothes and packing pajamas and other clothes into boxes.  Chen Xuanlin hurried to the front desk and handed the room key card to the staff - he had no luggage and had already paid for bed and breakfast in advance - and immediately jumped onto the street.  He was very lucky and happened to see a taxi that was driving empty. The driver looked pretty smart.  The driver was also willing to help him with a little detective work.  The street was a dead end. Chen Xuanlin got into a taxi and the car took him to the main road.  There he came out, entered a newspaper shop, and asked the driver to help him keep an eye on the exit of the dead end.  Chen Xuanlin stood by the door of the store, pretending to be concentrating on reading the morning newspaper.  At this moment, he saw the driver raise his hand and give a signal: a yellow-green taxi entered a dead end.  So far, so good.

    "Slowly drive to that corner," Chen Xuanlin said, "and wait for the taxi to come out again. If it is that person, I will knock on the glass, and then you can follow him, but don't follow him too close.  .Don¡¯t miss him in the traffic.¡±

    "It's up to you. You want a divorce, right?"

    "It's murder." Chen Xuanlin said.

    ¡°Oh my God,¡± the driver said, ¡°Police, right?¡±

    Chen Xuanlin nodded.

    "It's such a thing," the driver said. "You don't look like a policeman. Maybe you deliberately don't dress like a policeman. Look, the taxi is parked in front of the hotel. Lower your head and wait.  I¡¯ll tell you when he comes out.¡±

    As he said this, the driver calmly got out of his seat and pulled the chassis of his car away.  A passing policeman glanced at him, nodded, and strode away.

    "It's out now." The driver stuck his head out, pressed it against the window, and said in a louder voice, "It's okay, but the connection is a little loose. You can leave now."

    Just when the yellow-green taxi exited the dead end, he got up.  Chen Xuanlin peeked from behind his newspaper and recognized Li Feng's pale face.?So he knocked on the glass window.  The yellow-green taxi was less than one centimeter away from them when it passed by.  Chen Xuanlin's taxi turned around and followed him thirty meters behind.

    The yellow-green taxi circled many dark and desolate alleys, then appeared on Xingfu Road, walked forward from Tragedy Square, drove to Tianyou Road, and then went to Guangming Road and Seeking Demon Road.  The car turned right into Zhetian, then turned left into Shenyin Road, and then turned around to go to Jiangye Road and Xiangshi Street.  There was no trouble following the car at first, as the green-yellow shadow remained in the driver's field of vision, but then it turned into a narrow side street and the intersection was blocked by cars and carts.  This street leads all the way to SOHO Garden, and right at the entrance of the CBD, the yellow-green taxi stopped.

    Chen Xuanlin¡¯s taxi is a very new and high-end one. There is an electronic communication device in the car from Xia Novel Network, which is the fastest updated (Wentian www.xiarixs.com), and it actually works.  Chen Xuanlin pressed the button and spoke to his driver.

    "If he gets off here, just go around the car slowly and I'll slip out on the opposite side. Don't look back or make any expression, I'll put the money on the seat. Then you drive straight through the CBD.  alright."

    The driver nodded in agreement.  From the window on the left, Chen Xuanlin saw Li Feng standing on the sidewalk, paying his fare.  Chen Xuanlin acted according to the plan. The taxi stopped on the other side of the car. He quickly slipped out of the car and stood on the sidewalk.  A fruit seller saw this and shouted to the driver to remind him that the passenger had not paid.  But at this moment, the responsible driver reached over and closed the door. Now it was the fruit seller's turn to be stunned.  Chen Xuanlin had already changed the soft hat on his head into a plaid hat in the taxi, and was now walking carefully to the front of the car to find Li Feng.

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