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    The weather looks a little bad.  Although we can’t expect the plateau climate in Tibet to be sunny all day long, looking at the gloomy sky still makes people feel a little uncomfortable.  Qiao Feng raised his head and took a deep breath.  Inhaling the coldness in the lungs feels like a painkiller, with a little comfortbut if you inhale too much, you will feel like your entire internal organs are being pricked by needles.  No. 9, Beijing East Road.  This is a tourist distribution center.  Looking to the left and right, many minibuses were lined up in an orderly manner.  And many tourists are now talking and laughing with each other, checking the license plate numbers in their hands, looking for their own buses.  The gloom in the sky made the surroundings a little dark, as if it was dawn at six o'clock in the morning.  Qiao Feng looked at the time on his watch, turned his head again and glanced at the medium-sized bus in the distance, checking it carefully.  That is a bus that can carry up to fifteen people.  The slightly old car body has caused the white paint to peel off slightly.  From the beginning to now, several people have got on the bus.  Now, they are sitting inside the car window talking and laughing with each other, not knowing what they are talking about.  "Oh, have you waited for a long time?" Lin Huiyang was wearing thick clothes today.  The thick ski jacket wrapped around his petite body, making her look a little bloated.  "However, this guy definitely doesn't dress like this because he is afraid of the cold.  Protected by such bloated clothes, who knows how many weapons he has hidden in his arms.  "It would be nice if there was a gun." Qiao Feng mumbled softly and touched his belt.  There are also many "tools" hidden in his clothes.  Plus the Tibetan knife I bought yesterday tied to my waist.  Definitely looks very courageous.  Lin Huiyang pouted.  snorted.  Said: "The Chinese police's investigation of gun cases is not as intense as that of ordinary knife murders. Do you remember what the God of Death told you about how to evade police pursuit?" Qiao Feng nodded and said, "There is no perfect crime in this world.  . Only cases that try not to attract the attention of the police. No matter how flawed your song is, as long as the police don't focus on investigating the case, it will be the same as a perfect crime. " Lin Huiyang nodded and said with a smile.  That's right. So, although there should be no distinction between high and low levels of police handling of homicides, if a stabbing occurs in one place and a shooting occurs in another, you think the police will send a larger number of police officers.  In which direction?" Qiao Feng lowered his head and stopped talking.  As for the profession of killer, he admitted that he still had too many things to learn.  If he had gone on this mission alone, he would have died long ago.  Lin Huiyang raised his hand, patted Qiao Feng's shoulder very happily, and continued to smile: "Very good, he is an open-minded student, and he is a talented person. But what should you do with this knife of yours? Use it for playing tricks."  Is it cool? When you bought the hidden knife, you already left a 'mark' on it. If you were to identify it later, it would be an obvious target." Qiao Feng weighed the knife on his waist.  Hidden knife.  He said calmly: "Don't worry about this. I will throw it away after it is over. Throw it far away. I also started to regret why I was running around with such a hidden knife."  The beautiful girl who was strict, as if she was afraid that others would misbehave with him, nodded again, and seemed to appreciate Qiao Feng's self-respect.  Then, the two of them carried their backpacks one after another, stood a little far away from the bus, and began to observe carefully.  "Who got on the bus first?" Lin Huiyang asked, putting on sunglasses to cover his face.  "There are three people. I don't know if there will be others going up later." Qiao Feng took out his mobile phone, pulled up the photos he took, and said - "The first one is a man who looks about twenty years old.  A college student. He was wearing thick clothes and carrying a big suitcase. He seemed very unsure before getting in the car. He checked his phone and the license plate number five or six times.  Even when the license plate number was completely correct, he did not get into the car without anyone, but waited until the second person arrived before getting into the car together. " "The second person also looked like one.  He was a college student, but he was a little older. He might have been working. He had a middle parted hair, but he seemed very confident. After checking the license plate, he got in the car and followed him.  ” “The third one is ?A guy who likes to smoke.  He was about thirty-five years old and was carrying a travel backpack. When he arrived at the car, he did not rush to get in. Instead, he waited for the cigarette in his mouth to finish smoking before getting in.  But soon, he came down again, lit another cigarette and started smoking.  While smoking, he headed towards the vendor over there, and he hasn't seen him come back yet.  " "In addition, the driver of the bus is a bald man, about thirty-five years old or more, less than forty years old.  After parking the car, he went to the public toilet over there and has not come out yet.  " Lin Huiyang nodded, took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said, "Act as planned, I'll go up first.  You try to wait as long as possible before coming up.  " Qiao Feng nodded and watched Lin Huiyang get into the car with his backpack on his back. In the car, he would first observe the two people in the car, and then try to analyze the possibility of those people being arms dealers and terrorists. And he, Qiao Feng,  , then continued here, observing the behavior of those people under the bus. After a while, three more people came to the bus one after another, one with a headband like an Arab, but with a different face.  At first glance, it was obvious that he was a young man in his mid-twenties, a young woman with a gloomy face, and an old man in his fifties or sixties.  , carrying a duffel bag and walked straight up. To be honest, Qiao Feng really couldn't tell the difference between these people, and he couldn't tell which one of them was more suspicious.  Feeling a little bored, he couldn't help but take off the hidden knife from his waist, hold it in his hand, and look at it again. After a night, Qiao Feng really felt that he looked too stupid.  A Tibetan knife with no craftsmanship is actually worth 300 yuan? I really don’t know why I was so obsessed with buying this knife yesterday. Jiaoyin is right. As a Han nationality, I carry such an eye-catching knife.  His hidden knife is really easy to spot and he can easily be suspected in a crowd. Moreover, telling others that he is carrying a weapon will essentially make others wary of him Maybe he will buy it.  Maybe this hidden knife was really a wrong decision. Thinking this, Qiao Feng couldn't help but look around and walked towards a large trash can in the distribution center. ——  —————————————————————————— In the middle of the bustling city, a violent explosion suddenly occurred! Many people were wailing, with pain on their faces!  Falling to the ground with an expression on his face ———————————————————————————— “…?  !  "The strange hallucination caused Qiao Feng to stop letting go of his hand again. His body swayed, and he couldn't help but lose consciousness when he looked at the hidden knife in his hand. Now, he only needs to release his fingers, and this workmanship  The rough knife can say goodbye to itself forever. As long as you let gothen its fate will probably never be entangled with you in any sense, and it will no longer accompany you on the journey that you are about to take.  The journey I embarked on But What is this feeling Why I can't let go, there is a feeling It's like standing at the crossroads of fate, facing two different feelings.  How does it feel to make a choice in the future? It’s really ridiculous. How can I feel so ridiculous? It’s just a hidden knife at the crossroads of fate. What’s the big deal? But,  Just when his fingers were about to loosen "Hey!  Old Joe!  Are you here?  I thought you had already gotten on the bus first!  " Chen Sibo's voice came from behind. Qiao Feng quickly retracted his hidden knife and turned his head. Facing that "friend" who had a cheerful face and seemed to have no scheming, and who regarded "people's police" as his future path, he responded with a  “Friendly” smile “What are you doing standing here?  Oops!  Have you bought the Tibetan knife?  I originally wanted to finish my trip and buy it before taking the flight!  " Qiao Feng glanced at Chen Sibo, then at the Tibetan knife in his hand, and smiled. He put the knife on his belt again, covered it slightly with a shoulder strap full of Tibetan customs, and said  : “I couldn’t resist the temptation and bought one first.  Where are your classmates?  " Chen Sibo smiled and said: "He went up first.  I saw your girlfriend in the car and you didn'tYes, so I came down to look for you.  By the way, I advise you to go back quickly.  To tell you the truth, that classmate of mine is notoriously clingy!  Especially I like to cling to girls!  Your girlfriend is so beautiful and cute, if you don’t keep a close eye on her, she might be flirted with at any time!  " Qiao Feng smiled. He found that he was still not used to this kind of fake smile that radiated from the inside out. Now that Chen Sibo had seen it, he couldn't continue to waste time outside, so he could only say:  “Okay, I’ve seen enough scenery, let’s get in the car together.  "    "okay!  " Following Chen Sibo, Qiao Feng returned to the bus and got on the bus with a little helplessness. After getting on the bus, he realized that the bus was almost full. Everyone was crowded into those small seats, talking to each other from time to time.  .(To be continued)
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