The next morning, Mo Qiong arrived at Weifang after a three-hour ride.
He traveled light. Other than his phone, ID, and GPS, he only brought three ballpoint pens.
Yes, ballpoint pens …
He wanted to bring a bow and arrows, but he could not board the train. His arrows could really be used for hunting.
Mo Qiong was too lazy to dismantle the arrows. If it was just for self-defense, the three ballpoint pens were enough.
To him, three pens were no different from three throwing knives if he used them well.
In fact, he did not think that he had to confront Zhao Mingjun. After seeing where the other party was hiding, he could just call the police.
Once the other party was caught, the fifty thousand yuan would be in his hands.
"Okay, now continue to confirm his location."
After getting off the train, Mo Qiong was not in a hurry to go to the GPS location. He avoided the chaotic scene.
After looking around, he walked straight to a nearby supermarket and bought a pack of chewing gum, a pack of cigarettes, and a lighter.
"Now that the range has been narrowed down, I can just use something to locate him."
Standing in a secluded area, he took out a pack of chewing gum. As he chewed on the gum, he threw the wrapping paper away.
The wrapping paper floated in the air and slowly flew in a certain direction.
After confirming the direction, he took the wrapping paper and stuffed it into his pocket.
After rejecting all the unlicensed cars, he walked two streets before finding a shared bicycle.
After swiping a bicycle, Mo Qiong pedaled towards his target.
On the way, he would throw the paper out from time to time to confirm Zhao Mingjun's location.
Step by step, Mo Qiong left the city and was sweating profusely on the way to the county.
"Sure enough, I knew he ran away again."
Mo Qiong sighed and took a taxi back to the train station. He turned around and went into the ticket hall to buy a ticket.
According to his estimation, after Zhao Mingjun found out that someone had smashed a GPS on him last night, he must have been scared to death. He thought that he was being watched and quickly changed his hiding spot. He did not dare to take the train.
Therefore, even if he escaped the city, he should have used other means of transportation. The speed might not be fast.
In other words, he should still be in a nearby county and had not escaped Weifang's territory.
"In this direction, Changle and Linqu are both possible."
"Let's go to Changle first."
Mo Qiong bought the ticket quickly and got on the train after ten minutes.
"I can only try this step by step."
"We can't use the GPS again. When he's caught and interrogated by the police, he'll definitely confess."
Although it was very inefficient to determine his direction bit by bit through flying paper, it was far less troublesome than using GPS.
However, after Zhao Mingjun seemed to have discovered the GPS last night, Mo Qiong could not use the same method again.
Being hit in the face by someone throwing a GPS at him once was enough. Any more and it would be very suspicious. It would directly prove that someone had been following him since last night.
If it was just one time, he could just deny it when Mo Qiong reported him. After all, he had an alibi. Mo Qiong was in the dormitory when he was hit last night.
If it wasn't him, the police wouldn't care. They would think that the GPS incident last night was just a coincidence. Someone nearby probably threw it and hit Zhao Mingjun. As for Zhao Mingjun, he ran away in fear because he had a guilty conscience.
On the other hand, if he repeatedly hit Zhao Mingjun with the GPS and called the police after finding him, the police would think that he was the one who hit him last night.
However, the problem was that Mo Qiong was still in the dormitory last night. Once the police noticed this detail, they would wonder how Mo Qiong, who was in Dengzhou, could have hit Zhao Mingjun in Weifang.
Therefore, Mo Qiong had no choice. He definitely couldn't say that he threw the GPS. He had to play down the GPS.
"Ha, what a troublesome guy …"
After half an hour, Mo Qiong walked out of Changle Train Station.
He continued to use the flying paper to determine the direction bit by bit and rode after him.
He didn't believe that Zhao Mingjun would keep running. He would eventually stop. Zhao Mingjun probably felt that he was too sensitive last night and hid somewhere to rest when he realized that no one was chasing him.
Fifty thousand yuan was not that easy to get. Mo Qiong rode for another half an hour and arrived at a residential area.
There were almost no security guards in this area. The broken surveillance cameras were rusty …
The concierge didn't even look at him. Mo Qiong swaggered into the area.
There was no one around, so he parked his bike and walked while chewing gum. A piece of gum wrapper floated in front of him, guiding him in the right direction.
At this moment, this piece of paper was like the life paper in One Piece. It was tightly connected to Zhao Mingjun's position and was chasing after him relentlessly.
Seeing that the flying paper suddenly rose and was about to float to the top of a building, he grabbed it and kept it.
"I'm sure. It's in this building."
As for which floor … Mo Qiong took out a pack of cigarettes that he had just bought. He lit one up, took a deep breath, and exhaled smoke.
He didn't smoke. At this moment, he used the cigarette as an arrow and shot it at Zhao Mingjun.
The smoke floated up to the fourth floor at a constant speed. It didn't disperse even after reaching the fourth floor.
The smoke went through the gap in the window and floated into the room.
"401 …"
Mo Qiong nodded. He walked downstairs and saw that there was a security door. He pressed 401.
However, after ringing for a long time, there was no response. It was as if there was no one in the house.
"Haha …"
…
Zhao Mingjun had been on the run for three years. In these three years, he had concealed his identity and lived a wandering life.
As he couldn't use his ID card, he couldn't find a job. He could only do some petty theft. When it wasn't convenient, he would just use a knife to rob and change cities.
After three years, he came to Qilu Province.
With money, it was easy to find a place to live. At first, he couldn't find a place that didn't require his ID card, so he just slept in the park.
Later, during the cold winter, when the weather was bad, he saw that the police couldn't catch him. Gradually, he became bold and started to get familiar with some local gangsters.
After he had these so-called friends, he had a place to live after paying some rent.
However, as he had a major case on his hands, after he committed a small crime in a city, he immediately ran away.
Some of the new friends he made also stopped contacting. He started a new life.
This was because he wasn't like those gangsters. If they committed a small crime, they would just be detained for a few days.
If he was caught for something else, he wouldn't be able to cover up his previous crimes.
With seven lives on his shoulders, if he was caught for stealing or fighting, he would really want to die.
It was also because he had been committing crimes while he was on the run that he didn't have a stable living environment. Therefore, he was always very vigilant. If he felt something was wrong, he would immediately change places.
Last night, he slept in his friend's house and was lying in bed watching TV.
Suddenly, he heard the sound of a window exploding. Then, something hit his face, causing a bruise.
He was so shocked that he jumped out of bed and looked out the window.
However, he didn't see anyone.
Cautiously, he put on his clothes and ran out of the house. He hid in the dark and waited for a long time, but he didn't see anything. It seemed that someone had just smashed the window.
Because he lived in a gangster's house, he wasn't surprised that someone smashed the window.
After waiting for an hour and seeing nothing, he returned to his room.
Seeing the sponge ball on the ground, he felt strange again. Who would use this thing to smash someone's window? And why did it hurt so much?
He tore it open to take a look, and was shocked.
There was a GPS hidden in the sponge ball. It was running and was locating him.
This scared the hell out of him. What was this for? Why was it located here? Who did it?
He didn't think it was targeted at him. He just thought that the original owner of the house had offended someone. However, he couldn't figure out what this thing was for.
He didn't want to get into any trouble, so he packed his things and ran away that night after crushing the GPS.
He walked the whole night and planned to walk to Qingzhou.
Because he wasn't in a hurry, he walked and stopped, choosing small paths. He walked until dawn the next day before he reached Cl County.
He didn't sleep that night. After walking the whole night, he was really tired.
While he was tired, he thought about it and wondered if he was being too sensitive. If someone wanted to catch him, why would they throw a GPS at him?
Also, he waited for an hour and didn't see anyone come. Maybe he was thinking too much. Maybe the person upstairs had too much money to burn and threw a GPS everywhere. It just so happened that it smashed into his house and hit his face.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. The more he thought about it, the angrier he felt. He was already living in fear, and now the damned heavens sent some idiot to disturb him. He couldn't help but feel angry.
He was hungry, tired, and had no money. He planned to use this anger to make a fortune.
He was going to move to another city anyway. Making a fortune before leaving had been his norm for the past few years.
He randomly picked a run-down neighborhood and swaggered in.
He wandered around the buildings. Whenever he saw someone coming out of a building, he would go up and sneak into the building.
After observing the buildings for a while, he chose 401. Judging from the door, this one was the richest. He could also hear that there was someone inside by leaning on the door.
Yes, he specifically looked for people because he couldn't get in if there was no one …
He rang the doorbell. When the door opened a crack, he directly pushed his way in.
He closed the door with one hand and took out a knife from his pocket with the other.
He wore a mask on his face and said calmly, "Robbery."
There were only two people in the house, a young man and a young woman. The one who opened the door was the woman. She was pushed to the ground by him.
The man ran out and saw the situation. He seemed to think that Zhao Mingjun's tone was too calm. He pointed at him and shouted, "Are you f * cking looking for death?"
"Pfft!" Zhao Mingjun swung his knife and cut off one of the man's fingers.
The two people in the house were stunned by his ruthlessness.
Although Zhao Mingjun fled in fear, he cherished his own life. He didn't care about other people's lives.
There were no more deaths in the past three years. The main reason was that robbery and murder were different. He could still run away if he stole money. However, if he killed someone, he might not be able to get out of the city.
Therefore, when he committed crimes, he still had to cover his face. This was also to prevent robbery from turning into murder. Otherwise, if the people he robbed described his appearance to the police, they might find out that he was a wanted person and take him seriously.
Over the years, he had done many robberies. He knew very well how to control the situation.
Instead of holding a knife and threatening people fiercely, it was far better to stab them. It didn't need to be much. It just needed to see blood.
In the former, the other party might be obedient on the surface, thinking about how to fight back and how to fight.
In the latter, after being slashed, the other party would immediately cower and promise to cooperate without any thoughts of resistance.
Sure enough, the man whose finger was cut covered his hand and trembled. His face was covered in tears and snot. However, he didn't dare to scream too loudly for fear of being silenced. He could only suppress his emotions and groan.
"Quick! Go get the money! Silly woman, why are you crying? Quick! "The man groaned and growled at the woman.
The woman was also scared to tears. She was already knocked down and couldn't stand up.
At this moment, a puff of smoke suddenly came out of the room and sprayed Zhao Mingjun's face.
"Cough cough … Bah!" Zhao Mingjun waved his hand and the smoke was immediately dispersed.
"There's someone in the house?" Zhao Mingjun's eyes turned cold.
"Huh?" The couple was also confused.
Zhao Mingjun chased them into the house and went in to check. However, he found that there was no one in the house. Even the windows were closed.
Just as they were wondering, the doorbell rang.
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