Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

For the next few days, Bai Jianan played all the time except for injecting the remaining sustained-release medicine on time.

He dragged He Wei around to stroll around, buy this and eat that, and He Wei was so exhausted from shopping.

"Ji'an."

"what happened?"

He Wei looked at the table full of Ukrainian food, a little melancholy: "Is this okay for us?"

Bai Ji'an was a little confused: "What do you mean? Are you not used to it?"

"No. We came all the way from America to help Kuriyama Ryo with Catharina's problem, didn't we? But since we arrived in Moscow, you've been dragging me shopping every day, and you don't seem to be willing to help at all."

Bai Jianan cut off a piece of roasted pork rib and put it in his mouth and chewed it.

"I did come to help, but it seems that Liang has handled everything very well. Even in terms of financial support, Kaiyu is one step ahead of me... Well, after thinking about it, it seems that there is really nothing to do except showing you around."

"In that case, let's go help them."

"They can handle their own tasks."

"So we just continue to enjoy it?"

He is used to being busy and always feels uneasy.

Bai Ji'an forked the potato and onion pancake covered with sauce and put it on He Wei's plate. He said, "Whether it's the captain of the criminal investigation detachment or the "Ace of Hearts", people like me are called leaders."

In the past, He Wei was extremely busy and had to do everything by himself, which was detrimental to his own energy and the growth of his companions.

"Let them do what they can do themselves, and come to me if they encounter problems they cannot handle. As for me, I only need to listen to the troubles they encounter and judge whether the matter needs to be handled personally."

He Wei felt that what Bai Jianan said made some sense.

Maybe he was too anxious, or maybe after he and Bai Jianan reconciled, he lived a leisurely and comfortable life every day. He felt a little uncomfortable for a while and always wanted to find something to do.

"Don't worry." Bai Ji'an said, "I won't let you be bored for too long."

He pointed out the window and asked, "Didn't you notice?"

"What?" He Wei turned his head and looked at the familiar street scene outside the window.

"Aren't you surprised why I brought you to this street to eat every day for the past three days?"

“Is this street delicious?”

Bai Ji'an chuckled: "That's also the reason."

"Besides this?"

Bai Ji'an cut the pork ribs as if nothing had happened and said, "From your perspective, there is a brown-red apartment building in the southeast direction. It's the fifth window from the top floor and the second from the right to the left..."

Before Bai Ji'an finished speaking, He Wei said, "This is the apartment of the person Catharina met inside."

"That's right." They had just received the information two days ago.

"So you're squatting? But isn't it still a month before she's released from prison?"

"But Ventus's people have already told Fujiwara Sarana the news. I guess Spades or Clubs will take action in the next few days."

Since the "Cube Master" knew that he was being hunted, in addition to hiding in prison, he must have left behind other evidence to save his life.

"In order to advance research, Plum Blossom during Nakagawa Eiji's lifetime could only rely on funds provided by Cube."

He Wei said: "So, the connection between "Plum Blossom" and "Cube" must have been very close at that time. Maybe it was so close that they knew exactly what "Plum Blossom" was going to do next."

"Be more confident." Bai Ji'an said, "I am sure I know."

"But the Cube Master is alone. He can neither threaten Fujiwara Sharina with the information he has, nor rely on the police."

"If the police knew what she had done to make money for the 'organization', she would be sentenced to death or life imprisonment no matter where she went."

“It’s a dead end.”

Thinking about it this way, He Wei felt that the "Cube Master" was quick-witted.

Under the current circumstances, frequently making minor mistakes and going to jail is indeed a good way to save your life.

"Now that we have spread the news, neither Fujiwara Sarana nor Kuroi-sama can go to the prison to snatch people away. They are unwilling to do so, but they cannot just sit there and wait for death."

"So, they will definitely send someone to search her house."

"If it appears, we will go straight up and take the things back."

The plan itself is simple and crude, but in actual operation, blocking people is a big problem.

Fortunately, there is an alley full of specialty restaurants near the apartment, otherwise, he would probably have to buy a house opposite his target.

Bai Ji'an took a sip of the drink, looked at He Wei who had been staring at the apartment, and said, "It's because of your occupational disease that I didn't tell you for three days."

“I’m worried about missing out.”

Bai Ji'an took the phone and handed it to He Wei, "Take a look."

He Wei looked at his phone, which was normal, and asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"

He thought there was surveillance or eavesdropping.

"It's fine if there is nothing. If there is, I will receive an empty message similar to WeChat."

"Empty message?"

"Yes."

He Wei looked at the prompt that suddenly appeared and clicked it.

"Is... this the news?"

Bai Jianan raised his head and saw that he had just received an empty message a second ago!

Bai Ji'an took the tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth, threw the tablecloth aside, stood up and said, "Let's go, I'm coming."

It really is!

He Wei immediately followed him and couldn't help complaining: "You wiped your mouth so leisurely, I thought it wasn't you!"

"Then how should I react?"

"Should..." He Wei was speechless.

Yes, according to his wife's personality, unless he is injured, she will not change her face even if Mount Tai collapses in front of her, which describes people like him.

Bai Ji'an and He Wei quickly arrived at the apartment building. Before going upstairs, He Wei casually took a picture of the license plate number of the black car at the front door.

He Wei, who had better physical strength, took two steps at a time and rushed to the fourth floor first.

He leaned his back against the wall, turned sideways cautiously, and looked toward the apartment door at the end of the corridor.

The wooden door was ajar, and faint footsteps could be heard from inside.

Bai Jianan listened attentively for a moment, and finally a voice was heard.

It's Japanese.

Someone from Fujiwara Sarina?

Bai Ji'an shook his head at He Wei and gestured silently: "Maybe half of them are from the Fujiwara Group and half are from the Spade Master. Be careful, there may be guns."

He Wei nodded, pointed to his ear, and gestured back: "Let me confirm the number of people first."

"Need not."

Bai Jianan pointed at the backpack on He Wei's back.

"Open."

He Wei inexplicably took off his backpack.

These days, every time they go out shopping, Bai Jianan always asks him to bring a backpack.

He originally thought that they were just some necessities that he had to carry with him, so he didn't pay much attention to them.

But now, since there was a reason why Bai Jianan took him to eat on the same street for three days in a row, there must be something hidden in the backpack.

He Wei remained calm when he found the military smoke bombs and glasses with infrared thermal imaging technology.