Chapter 177 Fish out Anbei and go home

Under monitoring.

Shortly after Dean left, several police cars arrived at Aisalia's residence and sealed off the place. It was not until professionals searched the house that they left with the video recorder and Aisalia's bodies and belongings.

This surprised Dean.

Because this means that the person behind Aisaliya most likely does not have a police identity.

He thought it was a mole.

The police dealt with it very quickly.

Those who collected the traces were also very professional and did not look like they were from the forensics department.

Dean guessed that early tomorrow morning, the Los Angeles police's crisis public relations team would be able to explain the Shala incident in detail, lest the black people think that Shala and the others were silenced by the police and committed suicide.

As the police left.

Monitored several places and returned to calm.

However, Dean's monitoring assumes that it is online and can be monitored in real time.

He is very patient.

Time passes.

Until about four o'clock in the morning.

On the surveillance camera in front of the door, two black figures flashed away.

Dean was shocked.

The fish are coming!

However, the surveillance equipment was a bit poor, and I could only tell that they were two people of medium size. Their heads looked a little weird, and no other details could be distinguished.

After the two men entered the house, their goals were clear.

First, he took out a complex set of electronic equipment, scanned the house, and finally stopped outside a surveillance area in Dean.

The next moment.

The surveillance area was plunged into darkness.

The other party discovered the camera!

This thing needs to rely on the network to achieve online transmission.

The other party relied on this method to conduct investigations and discovered the surveillance left by Dean.

One by one the cameras went off.

It only took these two people less than five minutes from entering the house to clearing all the surveillance cameras in the house.

Easy and skillful.

Dean's methods are more like playing house to them.

See this scene.

Dean's face darkened.

Finished.

This time the fish.

Some are treacherous, don’t be fooled!

Looks like the Air Force is coming!

He took a deep breath and watched repeatedly from the time when the two appeared to when all the surveillance images disappeared.

With the help of a few supplementary images.

Dean reluctantly identified the two men in the darkness. They were of medium build and wore animal hoods on their heads, somewhat like pig heads. They were also very agile and professional in removing traces, at least more professional than Dean, a former scavenger.

besides.

The two men rushed over shortly after the police left. They came in with clear goals. They wanted to clean up all traces first and then deal with their own affairs.

It shows that they have great intelligence support.

However, these findings have no other effect except to confirm that there is indeed contact and support from professionals behind Aisaliya.

for this unknown force.

Dean wasn't even sure yet whether they were members of the Lucifer Game Organization.

He needed to discover more obvious features.

When Dean looked at the footage of the scene when the two first appeared for the third time, he let out a cry of surprise.

Something has been discovered!

He pulled the mouse and brought the screen on the computer back to the previous second.

The moment the two pig-headed men first appeared, the man on the left side of the screen waved his hand, and made a V sign with his right hand toward the hidden camera.

Ah this

Anbei?

This guy is finally willing to show up!

Dean cheered up and played back the footage again. During other surveillances, he focused on observing the pig-headed man suspected to be Anbei.

From the perspective of body shape.

This really seems to be Anbei who has disappeared for a while.

He is indeed not dead.

It looks like.

The third killer in North America who faked his death seems to have infiltrated into another organization and become a little Luoluo who helps others.

Somewhat interesting.

But there was one thing that Dean couldn't understand.

How did this guy Anbei know that he had been here and placed a camera?

Dean was certain that Anbei knew all this, otherwise he wouldn't have intentionally made the V-sign to the camera to remind and greet him.

"I can't figure it out. Forget it. I don't want to think about it anymore. This guy still owes me a favor. He will probably find an opportunity to contact me soon. By then, it will be clear whether that organization is the Lucifer Game Organization and what its purpose is!"

Think of this.

Dean turned off the monitor, smiled and lit a cigarette.

This... is very comfortable.

Tutor Anthony, cannot be contacted.

Dean was still a little uneasy about being targeted by the Lucifer Game Organization.

He is in the light, while the enemy is in the dark.

This means that others can plot against him.

However, he didn't even know who the enemy actually was, so he could only passively defend and counterattack.

This is not good.

That's why Dean thought of fishing, deliberately exposing his vest, hoping to divert the attention of his hidden enemies and find an opportunity to attack them to create a shock.

I feel comfortable now.

Regardless of whether the force behind Aisalia is the Lucifer Game Organization or not.

The appearance of Anbei at least gives Dean more choices and intelligence support. It can even allow Anbei to penetrate into the Lucifer Game Organization and figure out why the other party is interested in his intelligence.

This is very important!

Early the next morning.

Dean received a call from his mother, Sheila.

"Dean, I also saw some bad news yesterday. Some black employees discussed going to the police station to demonstrate together before leaving get off work. Do you want to take a day off to avoid it?"

Sheila’s tone was unkind.

Because Dean hasn't been back for a few days.

The eldest son, Baker, also packed up his bags and left Los Angeles again with his bastard second brother to pursue their hungry Taobao dream.

These days, Silla doesn’t like anything she sees.

Dean heard the meaning of Sheila's words and quickly said: "Mom, don't worry, I will be fine. Besides, I will be back tonight. I hope to see delicious fried bacon on the table by then."

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"No problem, by the way, Dean, Sinclair may come to you with something unspeakable, so don't refuse then!"

"Unspeakable things?"

"Some kid's play stuff.

The bastard Baker is not here now, so I have to let you come forward. Okay, I'm going to the farm to handle the first quarter's order share. See you tonight, son."

"See you tonight, Mom!"

Hang up the phone.

Dean was a little confused.

Sinclair is only eleven years old. Is there something unspeakable that he needs help with?

I hope to go back in the evening.
To be continued...