Chapter 1450 Appearance

Chapter 1451 Appearance

He heard a call. Someone was calling his name. It was a woman's voice. It seemed to come from a very far away place. The direction could not be identified. The voice came from all directions.

Zhang Qizheng couldn't help but feel horrified. Although he was mentally prepared, fear still came over him like a tide when it was his turn.

The clues are still unclear, and the probability of his success as the next person is very slim.

"Mr. Zhang, is it you this time?" The fat man's voice brought Zhang Qizheng back to reality.

Zhang Qizheng forced himself to calm down, his face a little ugly, "It's me, I heard the sound."

Now that they have guessed the woman's identity, the focus of the mission has become to determine the location of the real first lady. To do this, he needs to lift the woman's hijab.

Zhang Qizheng's brows knitted together at the thought of lifting his hijab face to face. This was no longer a life-threatening situation, but a suicide attempt.

Seeing this scene, Lu Qin pretended to be concerned and said: "Mr. Zhang, don't worry, everything just goes according to the plan we just discussed. Even if you really miss, it will only be a temporary slumber. Don't worry, and We, when the mission is finally successful, everyone will wake up."

Frankly speaking, Lu Qin's words made sense to a certain extent, but coming from someone like her, it smacked of conspiracy, and Zhang Qisheng didn't want to talk to her at all.

"Mr. Zhang, after you lift the hijab, you will most likely find traces of the real first lady. It would be a good thing if you can successfully steal the hydrangea. But if you notice something is wrong, please try your best to leave clues for us."

Jiang Cheng's words were euphemistic, but the meaning was not difficult to understand. No one had much hope that Zhang Qizheng could successfully steal the hydrangea.

After deciding on the action plan, everyone dispersed immediately, and this time Jiang Cheng returned to the fat man Yao Shunyu.

"How's it going? Did you find anything?" The fat man looked at Jiang Cheng, and Yao, Shun and Yu were also waiting for the clues Jiang Cheng brought back.

Jiang Cheng shook his head and said in a dull voice: "I was always following Lu Qin Shaotong and didn't notice the problem. What happened to Li Bai and the others should have nothing to do with them."

Recalling Lu Qin Shaotong's strange ability, Fatty said with concern: "Maybe you were also tricked. They modified your memory. In fact, what you saw is completely different from what really happened."

"No." Jiang Cheng interrupted the fat man decisively, "First of all, this kind of ability is not a piece of cabbage. You can use it whenever you want. The limitations of this kind of ability must be very high. They can't be so squandered. Also, in order to prevent this situation When it happened, I also made some preparations. I set a regular reminder on my mobile phone. It will remind me every short period of time that I have to enter a specific password to stop, and the password is different every time.

Jiang Cheng's statement is easy to understand. Human memory can be modified, but machines cannot.

Time passed by, and Zhang Qizheng stood alone in the open space. It didn't matter whether the chosen person was hiding or not. He needed to face his fear and complete his mission.

After thinking about all the possible scenarios in his mind, Zhang Qizheng suddenly heard a slight rubbing sound in his ears.

"嚓——"

"嚓——"

"Coming!"

Zhang Qizheng's scalp tightened and he immediately looked in the direction where the friction sound came from. A familiar and strange figure squeezed out from the shadows.

The thin steps moved on the large bluestone slabs, giving people the feeling of a large puppet on strings.

Zhang Qizheng took a deep breath, found the right position, and approached the woman in wedding dress from the front.

Under the moonlight, several lines of sight came from different positions, staring closely at every move here.

But Zhang Qizheng had no time to think about it. He walked steadily in front of the woman step by step. The two were almost face to face, and there was nothing strange in the process.

According to the agreement, he should lift the hijab at this moment, but he still hesitated uncontrollably. It is not a fact that the disaster girl is under the hijab, it is just a guess. Similarly, the location of the first lady can be confirmed by lifting the hijab. Another guess was derived after the previous guess was established. As for the truth, he was not sure at all.

To be on the safe side, he did not touch the hijab immediately. Instead, he turned his head sideways and took advantage of his height to glance at the basket behind the woman.

The basket has no lid, and the situation inside is clear at a glance: it is empty and contains nothing.

Zhang Qizheng withdrew his gaze and carefully observed the area behind the woman, but it was empty and uncovered, with only a dying tree leaning there alone.

"Mr. Zhang is quite cautious." Yao Shunyu hid behind a tree, his figure perfectly blending into the nearby darkness.

The fat man also looked there, and as the woman appeared, he sweated for Zhang Qizheng, "Mr. Zhang really has a way. You see, Mr. Zhang didn't leave when he walked in front of the woman, but kept the same attitude as the woman. He takes one step back when the woman takes one step."

In this way, if the first lady follows the woman behind, she will never be able to catch Zhang Qizheng's flaw and meet the condition of being killed from behind.

As a party involved, Zhang Qizheng is well aware of the dangers involved. What he is doing now is just a temporary measure, and I am afraid it will not be delayed for long.

Unable to hesitate any longer, Zhang Qizheng made up his mind and silently recited the blessings of his ancestors several times in his heart, then stretched out his hand tremblingly towards the woman's hijab.

The moment his fingertips touched the hijab, he was attracted by a strange feeling, which made him sure that what was under the hijab was indeed a human head.

As the veil was lifted, a face was exposed. But when Zhang Qizheng saw this face, he was not panicked, but relieved.

Their guess was correct. The face under the veil was really the face of the disaster-receiving woman.

However, the disaster-receiving woman seemed to have her soul taken away at this moment. Her eyes were empty and she only knew to move forward with stiff steps, like a clockwork toy.

Zhang Qisheng was 80% sure that the disaster-receiving woman was dead. Now she was nothing more than a pitiful and pathetic puppet.

As his sight shifted away, Zhang Qizheng was stunned for a moment, and then a lot of white sweat suddenly oozed out of his back. The empty back of the disaster-receiving woman had changed. In the night, about 7 or 8 meters behind the disaster-receiving woman, a bright red wedding dress was floating in the wind, and the owner of the wedding dress was even more strange. She had a veil on her head and was standing on tiptoe, like a bride getting married. More importantly, the face covered by the veil was twice as long as that of an ordinary person, just like a human body with a long face like a horse.

Zhang Qizheng couldn't imagine what it would be like if a person's face was stretched twice as long, but he knew he couldn't get away.