Chapter 72

It was Ning Chen.

He started the RV and drove a circle around the area.

He found an outdoor gear store.

He went in, bought a long-range spy camera and a stand; additionally, he purchased a metal chain for bundling luggage. For self-defense, the clerk recommended a 50,000-volt stun gun.

Then, he parked the RV.

On foot, he returned to the vicinity of the residential complex he had just been at.

Across from the complex.

He had noticed it earlier.

There was a hotel.

He entered the hotel and registered for a room.

After putting the items inside.

He went out.

A while later, he returned driving a Jeep.

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After parking the car in the parking lot outside the hotel, Ning Chen returned to his hotel room.

He set up the long-range spy camera.

He aimed the lens at the main gate of the residential complex where Hearing He He and the others lived across the way.

Then, he sat quietly by the window.

Waiting is a torment.

But in Ning Chen's view.

It was not difficult.

On the contrary.

He was filled with expectations.

If nothing unexpected happens.

That little girl named Little Jiujiu.

The same little girl Si Shiya saved at the shootout scene two years ago, after returning home today, will hide it from her older sister and contact her father immediately.

To tell her father this news.

They have a secret method of contact between father and daughter.

Asking, you cannot get it from that girl's mouth.

And even if you obtained the contact information, it would not mean much to Ning Chen.

He needed to see that man.

There was no expression on his face.

He raised his hand and placed the laptop on the windowsill.

He turned on the computer.

……

At the same time.

Brother Shiguang's live stream started again.

At this moment, it was noon, twelve o'clock.

The instant the broadcast started, the number of online viewers exploded to sixty thousand!

This group of viewers seemed to be waiting for it!

As soon as they entered, they began to wail and howl!

【Ah wa wa wa wa! Insane!】

【You were about to push forward! You went offline on me last night?!】

【My heart felt terrible last night...】

【Dog streamer! Negative review!】

【You could have at least pulled a curtain! You just went offline?!】

【Eating alone? Or guarding the food?】

【……】

The viewers who entered cursed and grumbled for quite a while before public anger gradually subsided.

【Eh? Why did you come to a hotel?】

【Streamers, where are you? Where is the next stop?】

【Where is that girl from last night — the one named Hearing He He?】

【Did you two really get together?】

【Feels a bit rash...】

【Is the streamer alone in the hotel surfing the net?】

【Looking at that photo again?】

In the live broadcast feed.

On streamer Brother Shiguang's laptop.

That previous photo appeared.

His fingers began to click-clack rapidly on the keyboard.

This sparked heated discussion among the viewers.

【Holy cow, that typing speed must belong to a veteran driver of ten thousand years!】

【Is the streamer a former hacker? He's so slick with the computer!】

【What's he doing? Editing an image?】

In the live broadcast feed.

Ning Chen's fingers moved with blinding speed.

He now possesses SSS-level hacker skills.

In that image, the assassin at the hotel window, though turned sideways.

However.

He could now, through certain means.

Clarify the blue tattoo pattern visible on his neck.

After enlarging the image, the overall pixel count plummeted.

Therefore, technical methods were needed to enhance the pixels around the person's neck.

Before this, Ning Chen had no idea how to do it.

But now he knew.

The viewers in the live room.

Each one watched the spectacle, wondering why the streamer was so interested in a single image.

And at this very moment.

At the Donghai City Bureau.

Monitoring Brother Shiguang's live stream had already become one of Zhao Mengmeng's assigned tasks.

At this time, it happened to be her turn to monitor.

No sooner had she sat down than she saw Ning Chen sitting at the hotel window.

Operating on that photo within the computer.

The moment she saw that photo.

Zhao Mengmeng felt a sudden chill in her heart.

She was truly worried right now.

About what Ning Chen might be doing...

But.

For some reason.