If he stayed still for one more second, the stalker would realize that he had been exposed, and it would be hard to predict whether the situation would develop into a life and death struggle.
At this moment, Yan Ji bent down and unconsciously rolled up his trousers. His movements were natural, and then he got up and continued to walk forward.
When he rolled up his trousers, he instantly glanced behind him. The bushes behind him were neat and tidy, like quiet shadows under the street lights.
There couldn't be many people lying in ambush downstairs. First of all, if there were, he wouldn't have walked all the way without noticing. Second, the neighborhood management wasn't that negligent. It was possible for one or two outsiders to sneak in, but it was ridiculous for an unregistered vehicle to enter and leave.
Assuming that the stalker was between one or two people, the distance between them was about fifteen to twenty meters. Under such conditions, it was difficult to guarantee shooting accuracy, which meant that even if the stalker had a gun, they wouldn't shoot rashly for the time being. If they suddenly approached from the bushes, it would take at least two to three seconds for them to make a sound and attack.
Now, Yan Ji calmly estimated the distance between him and the front door. It was about eighty meters.
In another minute, he would be able to enter the surveillance area.
Yan Ji's slippers hit the concrete floor. No one saw the blue veins on the back of his hand that was holding the garbage bag.
What did the stalker want to do?
How many days had they been lying in ambush in this neighborhood?
Why were they taking pictures of him like paparazzi?
If it wasn't for the wrong time, Yan Ji almost felt that it was absurd and ridiculous. But what he was most concerned about now wasn't that he didn't have a gun, a knife, or even a wooden stick in the beautifully trimmed neighborhood, but that Jiang Stops was living in this apartment.
If anything happened to him, would the stalker's next target be Jiang Stops, who was alone and weak?
The front door was getting closer and closer, and the bright light in the duty room gradually became clearer. The rustling behind him seemed to have stopped. Yan Rong's heart gradually calmed down as he walked forward. He knocked on the glass of the duty room. The security guard who was dozing off with his head tilted to one side immediately woke up and opened the door. "Hey, Brother Yan!"
The security guard had been working in the neighborhood for a long time. He knew that Yan Ji was a police officer, but he didn't know what kind of police officer he was. Yan Ji stood at the door of the duty room and did not go in. He took out a cigarette and handed it to him. "Excuse me, can I borrow a lighter?"
The security guard quickly thanked him and took out a lighter. The two of them faced each other and smoked for a while. Yan Ji asked, "Are you on duty here tonight?"
The security guard said, "Of course."
"Did you see any strangers come in?"
"No, I'm watching!"
Yan Ji thought to himself, 'Why are you still staring at me? Who was the one who was sleeping soundly when I knocked on the window just now?'
The security guard smiled apologetically and asked, "What is Yan Ge doing? Buying something?"
Yan Ji responded vaguely and extinguished his cigarette. Seeing that it was about time for the people following them to leave, he said, "Lend me your baton."
If it was anyone else, the security guard would definitely not agree. However, Yan Ji was a real police officer, so the security guard gave it to him with some skepticism. Yan Ji weighed the baton in his hand as if he was getting used to its weight and feel. Then he said, "Go back to the duty room and lock the door."
Security guard, "Ah?"
The security guard did not realize what was happening and was pushed into the duty room by Yan Ji. He suddenly turned around and walked towards the bushes at a fast speed. The next moment, the bushes that were originally calm suddenly shook violently. Then, a black shadow rushed out in the opposite direction!
Security guard, "…" Damn, there's someone there?!
The stalker hasn't left yet!
Yan Ji's heart calmed down the moment the stalker chose to escape. He leaped over the bushes and shouted, "Stop!"
The wind blew past their ears. The stalker ran wildly, and Yan Ji chased after him. Both of them were extremely fast. Before the security guard could react, they had rushed out hundreds of meters. The stalker seemed to be very familiar with the district's terrain. He only chose the dark and rugged places to walk. In the blink of an eye, he bypassed the garden pool and several apartment buildings and rushed into the depths of the district.
Yan Ji was wearing flip-flops, which affected his speed. Seeing that the stalker was about to jump over the wall, he blurted out, "Stop … F * ck!"
There was no one around at this time of the night. A few people who were walking their dogs at night had already hidden. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw three to five people coming out of the parking lot. They were all women. Who could stop them? What if the stalker was desperate and jumped over the wall?
In the blink of an eye, the stalker had already rushed straight to the back wall!
"Get out of the way!" Yan Ji did not hesitate anymore. His roar scared the girls and made them scream and retreat. Immediately, he raised his hand and threw out the baton!
The baton spun with incomparable precision. "Bang!" The metallic echo reverberated for a long time. The baton was right next to the stalker's hand and hit the back wall heavily!
"Ah!"
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