Chapter 131

Sitting in the taxi, an Yizhi clearly felt how nervous the situation was. Police cars almost sped by one after another. The driver joked whether the police had taken the wrong medicine.

Therefore, it is very convenient that the broadcasting in this era is not popularized in all vehicles! Otherwise, the Indian driver would find the criminal wanted by the police sitting in his car.

"Sir, there seems to be a traffic jam ahead."

What is the reason for the traffic jam? An Yizhi knows it. It is likely that it is a cordon set up by the police. They are investigating passing vehicles and further narrowing the siege.

"How far is it from the Blue Paradise?"

"It's not far. It's on the next block."

Looking back on the map, an Yi pointed out that he could pass through the alley that cars could not enter, so he paid the fare to get off and walk.

Tighten the scarf on your face and disappear into the dark alley

Perhaps an Yizhi really has some talent as a criminal and has passed the shrinking siege of the police several times.

Shortly after he left the taxi and entered the alley, three policemen learned about an Yizhi's target by questioning the driver. There's no way. A black man, and a black man in rags, taking a taxi is very suspicious. Of course, it will be found by the police.

One of them reported the situation to the headquarters, and the other two pulled out their guns and followed the clues.

One chase and one escape, not more than 100 meters apart. Because of the complex environment in the alley, an Yizhi didn't find that the police had followed. But he also clearly knows that it is only a matter of time before his position is locked. Few people who the police want to catch seriously can escape. What's more, as an outsider, he is not familiar with his life. He can hide and seek. Up to now, he has played at a super level.

His body smelled sour and his face was covered with a scarf picked up from the garbage dump. He was chased around like a dog. This is his current situation.

An Yizhi, who is in such a mess, has the motivation to play. Of course, he has a high return on the experience value of the copy, but more importantly, he is curious about the later plot development.

Don't forget, this is a random copy.

While the system made great efforts to arrange the pursuit of an Yizhi, it also gave him a hint of escape. He once maliciously thought that the system was so precise that he really wanted to know what the answer was.

What kind of role do you play as a middle-aged black man? What is the mission of the players who enter first? Why did the plot collapse?

He wants to find out all these problems.

After turning the corner and crossing a very narrow road, an Yizhi, who was thinking about these problems, fell over.

The fire ladders installed on both sides directly occupy most of the lanes that are not rich. In addition, it is very dark. There is a deep pit on the ground. Nine times out of ten people who pass for the first time will be overcast.

Bang!

Almost at the moment he fell, a bullet flew past him.

"We're the police. Hands up! You're surrounded!"

The cry of the pursuer made an point too late to sigh his good luck. He rolled and crawled into the back of the dustbin not far away. Of course, it was accompanied by bullets flying by.

The two policemen have a tacit understanding. They are obviously old partners all the year round. One man raised his gun to aim at fire suppression at any time, and the other approached slowly. In such a reciprocating cycle, the distance between him and an Yizhi is getting closer.

Secretly scolded, the dead note came really fast. An pointed out the. 357 revolver, exposed his hand and shot back.

Needless to say, the hit is purely by providence.

However, the clanging and bouncing of copper warheads in the alley gave the two policemen great psychological pressure. Both sides had guns in their hands, and the distance was within the high hit rate of pistols. Even if two people supported each other, the policemen did not dare to be careless.

The main reason is that they are not sure about the shooting method of an Yizhi. Before leaving, they are only told that the criminals to deal with this time are extremely vicious, cruel and cunning. They are allowed to shoot directly, so they have to guard against it.

The police revolver usually has only 5 ~ 6 rounds of ammunition. An Yizhi was excited and soon finished these rounds. Loading slowly was obviously unrealistic. He had to put the empty pistol back in his pocket and took out the other two, one in each hand.

Bang!

This time he was a lot more cautious and fired only one shot for deterrence.

"Ah!"

"Snow! Rod!"

Did you hit it?

Ann pointed out clearly how accurate his shooting was. In the past, playing FPS games belonged to the abused one all the year round.

He quietly went out to observe through the crack of the dustbin, and a bullet came face-to-face!

This shot almost opened an Yizhi's face. The high-speed bullet flew close to his cheek, leaving a mark like being whipped by a whip.

As for the injured police... Obviously, they don't exist. They deliberately pretend to be shot in order to make a point of exposure.

If he saw the police uncle so clever in the news, he would praise him silently. Now, from the opposite point of view, such a clever enemy is too difficult to deal with.

Now it seems that the restriction of "prohibiting the use of any supernatural ability that does not conform to the copy background setting and cannot be explained" before merging is a long dug pit.

At the beginning, he thought that this copy almost didn't need to fight. Dare to love is to prevent an Yizhi from killing. I miss the used self-propelled blasting spider very much, even if I have two grenades in my hand.

Two more shots were fired to suppress. Time was pressing. An Yizhi had to hurry to find a way to get out.

Although the two sides exchanged fire for only more than ten seconds, the revolver does not have a silencer. The gunfire is very obvious in the silent alley. Before long, a large group of police will come and an Yizhi will be screened.

Once again, the adventurous probe went out to check and found that two policemen hid behind the fire ladder because of the previous deterrent shooting. An Yizhi immediately got up and retreated, and didn't forget to continue firing as he walked.

The cross fire formed by the two pistols made the police unable to raise their heads, but they knew it was only temporary. The loading capacity of the revolver decided that it would be eliminated by the automatic pistol.

Anyhow, an Yizhi finally got a breathing time. He retreated again and again, one by one in front of a big iron door about ten meters behind him.

This is a fence door with a lock half the size of a fist.

"Magic trick"

Insert the paper clip into the keyhole and open it by magic. Shoot the last bullet at the police and an points into the door.

Behind the door is a small courtyard, which means pure land in the concrete jungle. The owner decorated this small open space exquisitely, and there is a rocking chair under the grape rack.

"Dick, are you back? Come in, outside..."

A door in the residential building opened and out came an old man with the same black skin. Before he finished speaking, he saw an Yizhi with two guns.

"You are..."

He was not afraid at all. He was still calm and looked as usual in the face of the gleaming muzzle of the gun.

"Excuse me, I'm leaving."

An Yizhi is not crazy enough to take the elderly as hostages, although the success rate of this option is not low.

"No, no, you're the one the police are after."

There was a slight sound of broadcasting in the open door. It must be from there that he learned about it.

"Jane, we have guests"

He said something inside the door, and the old black man looked at Ann and pointed:

"You want to go to blue heaven, right? I can help you."

Seeing that he was still hesitant, he patted his fat belly:

"You are armed and young. Are you afraid of an old man who steps half a foot into the coffin?"

After a little consideration, an Yizhi thinks the other party should be credible, especially when the other party says the words blue heaven.

"Look at you. You need to change."

As soon as I entered the door, an old black lady greeted me. She should be the old companion of the old black man.

"There's no time. Take him into the basement and I'll try to hold the police."

"OK, be careful"

"Don't worry, I'm old, but I haven't Alzheimer's."

The old man waved his hands and went out. Soon there was the sound of his conversation with the police.

"You come with me"

The black old lady pulled back the carpet to reveal a movable door panel. Open it, there is a cave below, and a strong smell of wine comes to my face.

An Yizhi wanted to say that he would be found hiding here sooner or later, but there was really no other way for a while, so he had to follow.

"Why did you help me?"

The old lady didn't answer his question directly. She pressed the switch and lit the bulb in the underground wine cellar:

"The police said you were a murderer and said you were heinous. But we all know why you were arrested. Only you can realize our wishes."

So, what is it for!

If it weren't for fear of arousing suspicion, Ann Yizhi really wanted to ask now whether the black man he played had any special identity?

He took a pendant from his neck with a picture of a teenage black boy. The old lady said:

"His name is Dick. Our child is dead."

Ann was surprised. Didn't the old man call Dick's name just now?

"Losing Dick was a great blow to me and my husband. He still thought Dick was just going out to work and would come back soon and might bring his girlfriend. But I knew that dick would leave us forever and never come back. I couldn't recall how we survived until we met... Here, it's here."

The old lady led him to the wine rack in the deepest part of the wine cellar. An pointed and asked:

"How did Dick die?"

"The police told us it was an unfortunate accident. Dick accidentally fell off the scaffold and broke his head while working on the construction site."

A trace of ferocity flashed on her kind face, and the old lady continued:

"They didn't even allow us to see dick for the last time. They hastily closed the case and buried him. We noticed that it was wrong and inquired about it. It was the hands and feet of some white people who robbed him of work. My poor child, he didn't have a bad mind. Why did god treat him like this? He was only 17 years old."

In 1929, the integrity of the economic crisis, countless people died, laid-off people were unknown, coupled with the racial discrimination suffered by blacks, this kind of thing is not uncommon.

At this time, there was the thump of leather boots on the wooden floor. The police had entered the house and would soon search the basement.

"There's no time. Come on, get in."

The old lady pointed to the wine barrel placed horizontally against the wall and said:

"There is a secret door inside. Behind the secret door, there is a tunnel leading to the blue heaven. It is relatively safe there."

Looking into the barrel, there was a metal watertight door, which was not big enough to accommodate only one person.

"Remember to tighten the door when you go in. I'll fill it with wine so that the police won't find you."

An Yi pointed out that he was going to get in. Before that, he said to the black old lady:

"Don't clash with the police. They can't catch me."

Hearing that the old lady's tone was angry with the police, he was worried that the old couple would suffer after he left.

"Don't worry, I have discretion"

Whether it was perfunctory or sincere, Ann didn't know when he pointed. He quickly climbed into the wood with both hands and feet, and locked the watertight door after coming out of the secret passage at the other end.

Soon, there was a clattering sound of liquid injection from the barrel.

In the wine cellar, the black old lady pressed the mechanism and filled the wine barrel with wine liquid. Murmured:

"Since God can't drive those demons into hell, turn the world into hell..."

At this time, the police came late