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Chapter 164 The Man Who Blended into the Darkness

In the past few years, except for the more than a year when she was in a coma, Liao Fan had tried to look for her at other times, but no matter what channel Liao Fan used, there was no news of her.

This morning, after receiving the message from Masao Okatani, Liao Fan felt that this might be his only chance.

Therefore, Liao Fan didn't even give a reason and directly asked Wilson to book the nearest flight for him and Okatani Aoi.

But when he got off the plane and looked at the prosperous but unfamiliar city in front of him, Liao Fan felt a little uncomfortable for no reason.

I remember how free and easy her life was in the past, but now for some unknown reason she has to leave her hometown and hide away.

Imagining the suffering she had endured over the years, Liao Fan felt as if his heart was being grasped by someone.

After taking several deep breaths, Liao Fan calmed himself down, hailed a taxi and headed straight for the rental house where the woman had lived.

But as soon as he got off the car, Liao Fan felt something was wrong.

After looking around, Liao Fan led Okatani Aoi straight towards a small alley that never saw sunlight all year round.

Because of the existence of the binding scroll, Liao Fan never deliberately hides anything in front of Okatani Aoi, Qiao Lan, and Wilson.

In order to avoid being seen by others, Liao Fan first took out a long backpack from the conversion space.

Then he took out an SR-25 marksman rifle that had been modified with a silencer and a scope, as well as two magazines full of bullets.

In addition, Liao Fan also put an M9 pistol with a silencer and two boxes of various bullets into the long backpack.

After handing the long bag to Aoi Okatani and instructing her to look for a sniper spot nearby, Liao Fan put a bone conduction Bluetooth headset on his ear and walked out of the alley alone.

Walking out of the alley again, the strange feeling that he had felt around him before not only did not subside, but instead made Liao Fan feel as if someone was watching him.

Without much hesitation, Liao Fan knew that someone must have been watching this place, so he hurried towards the house where the woman originally lived.

He pushed the door, but it was locked. Liao Fan didn't want to waste time, so he took two steps back, then rushed forward, then raised his leg and kicked the door lock hard.

The wooden door, which was already a bit worn out, could not withstand Liao Fan's kick.

But what was a bit embarrassing was that the door was so shabby that even though it was kicked open, it was not completely opened.

Holding the door frame with one hand and his thigh with the other, Liao Fan struggled to pull his foot out of the hole. Feeling a little guilty, he looked around and made sure there was no one behind him. Then he bent down and stretched out his left hand to feel for the door lock through the hole that was kicked out.

With a click, the door opened. Unlocking it was so easy.

I walked into the house and habitually reached out to close the door, but when my hand was halfway there, I remembered that there seemed to be no need to close it, so I simply ignored it.

He pulled out a Glock 17 from his pocket and cautiously groped his way into the house.

There was nothing special about the first floor. Since someone had lived there not long ago, the house was not very dirty or messy.

Walking all the way to the second floor, when he saw the somewhat messy bed, Liao Fan finally found some signs that someone had lived there, but there were only one bedroom, one study and one bathroom.

Liao Fan first opened the bathroom door, walked in and looked around, and found that there was nothing there except some water stains on the floor, there was also a toothbrush, a half-used toothpaste, and a pink towel.

He reached out and touched the towel to feel it, then turned and left the bathroom and walked towards the bedroom.

Liao Fan is not a pervert. He touched the towel to feel how wet it was.

There are water stains on the ground. It is not clear where the water came from. Maybe the owner left not long ago and took a shower before leaving, or maybe there was just a leak in the bathroom pipe.

The purpose of touching the towel is to indirectly judge how long the owner of the house has been away.

Sure enough, although the towel was still a little damp, it didn't look like it was wet after someone had just taken a shower and used it to wipe their body.

A rough estimate shows that the original owner had not let the towel come into contact with water for a day.

In this way, the water stains on the ground were not left by the original owner.

Sure enough, when Liao Fan walked into the study, his previous guess was once again confirmed. He saw a coffee cup on the table, and the surface of the coffee inside had a layer of oil film. When he smelled it, the taste was slightly changed.

All this proves that the original owner had left for about a day and left in a hurry.

After looking through the items in the study one by one and making sure there was nothing valuable, Liao Fan finally walked into the innermost bedroom.

But when Liao Fan walked into the house, he suddenly frowned.

There are traces of two people living in this room.

One of them is definitely a woman, as evidenced by the towel in the bathroom, but who is the other one?

Pick up a cotton sock that had slipped into the gap in the corner of the bed.

They are pink, so they should be women's socks, but they are too small. They are children's socks. No, they have to be even smaller, maybe the socks for a baby or a half-grown baby.

Liao Fan was confused. According to what Masao Okatani said, she was the one living in this room. So where did this child come from? Her child?

Thinking of this, Liao Fan felt a pang of pain in his heart, but he couldn't say anything. He could only silently put away the little thoughts hidden in his heart.

After walking around the bedroom again and making sure that nothing was there, Liao Fan was about to go out when he heard a voice coming from the wireless headphones on his ears.

Liao Fan got this Bluetooth headset through Mao Youyou. He mentioned it during a chat at sea when he returned from Japan.

At that time, Liao Fan complained that it was very troublesome to use a mobile phone during the operation. Unexpectedly, not long after, Mao Youyou lent him a courier, which contained many of these small bone conduction headphones.

Mao Youyou said at the time that these were what they used when they were on missions before. They were issued every time they went on a mission. They saved a lot of them without knowing why, and forgot to hand them in when they were restored.

“Master, I am outside the main door of your house at 11 o’clock, and there are three Asian men coming from the 3 o’clock direction, heading towards the house you are in.

Among the three people, two were carrying weapons such as pistols, and the other pair of bodies was blocked and could not be seen clearly.

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Hearing Okatani Aoi's message, Liao Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and walked quietly towards a corner of the corridor in the room.

After waiting for about 3 minutes, three clear footsteps sounded from downstairs, and gradually, the three voices also reached Liao Fan's ears.

However, although the three of them were communicating with each other, Liao Fan could not understand the language they were speaking.

Although he couldn't understand what was being said, Liao Fan could still roughly guess what the other party was saying. Judging from the tone, it should be a small language from Southeast Asia.

Maybe it is Burmese, or maybe Vietnamese, but I’m not sure if it is Malay.

After waiting for another two minutes, three people walked up to the second floor one after another in a somewhat hurried voice.

But the magical thing was that the three people walked past Liao Fan one after another, but all three of them acted as if they didn't see Liao Fan and walked straight to the other end of the corridor.

"Brother, do you feel it? Why does this room feel so eerie?"

Hearing the short, fat man leading the group talking, a man in a flowered shirt walking in the middle of the group said disdainfully, "Stop talking nonsense and look for them quickly. Asan, are you sure you saw anyone come in?"

The last man walking was a thin man who was as thin as a bamboo pole. He thought for a moment and said, "Brother, someone really came in. It was a man. He kicked the door down with one foot. Didn't you see him when he came in?"

"Tsk, this is really weird. There's no one on the first floor, and I've already searched half of the second floor."