Metropolis: King of Hackers!

In the room, the young man threw the coarse cloth shoulder bag on the ground, first rushed into the bathroom, turned on the hot water, took the face wash and began to wash his face.

The weird thing is that as the face wash progresses, the youth's appearance has changed, becoming younger, he looks only fifteen or sixteen years old, from the appearance, who is not Jian Wushuang?

The appearance of just seventeen or eighteen years old is clearly a makeup technique, which also explains why the roots of the ears are red, but the complexion has not changed.

After Jian Wushuang washed his face, he carefully cleaned the sink, and then took off the blue work clothes and canvas work pants on his body.All his underwear was tight-fitting, ensuring that he would not use vellus hair and body fluids. Left on the coat.

24 In the toilet in the room, Jian Wushuang lit a brazier, threw the work clothes and work pants in, and at the same time threw the coarse cloth shoulder bag in.

While waiting for the burning process, Jian Wushuang cleaned the electric car once, cleared all the fingerprints, directly inserted the car key into the electric car, and pushed the electric car out and quickly closed the door.

Other people will help him complete the next destruction of the electric car!

After the work clothes and work clothes were burnt, Jian Wushuang flushed the residue from the toilet, and then picked up a set of clothing similar to laboratory protective equipment from the coarse cloth shoulder bag, and picked up a bucket of gasoline from the corner of the room. Petrol began to be spilled in the room, and every inch of space was spilled with gasoline.

Gasoline was all over the room. Jian Wushuang took off his protective gear, took out a mint spray, sprayed it on himself, and made sure that the smell of gasoline on his body disappeared.

Jian Wushuang took out a small device from the tights pocket, inserted it into the earphone jack of the phone, and put the phone on the petrol-sprinkled bed.

"You're done! Chu Hao, Chu Hao, are you ready?" Jian Wushuang showed a smile on his face, emerged from the room, locked the door, and quickly left the old residential area.

Beiyu District, Yuhe Bus Station.

Jian Wushuang, wearing a peaked cap and a big cashmere scarf, walked on a bus with the others.

Sitting in the last row of the bus, Jian Wushuang took out another mobile phone, used the network, and sent a network message.

On the other side, in the bungalow where gasoline was spilled, Jian Wushuang was thrown on the bed by the mobile phone, and received a network message. The gadget plugged into the 3.5mm headphone jack, when the mobile phone received a message, suddenly took advantage of the power of the mobile phone's lithium battery, bursting out an inconspicuous electric spark.

However, it is this inconspicuous electric spark that ignites the gasoline!

The flame spread quickly in the room. The simple bungalow, coupled with the combustion of 870 gasoline, turned into a raging fire within tens of seconds, and the surrounding residents immediately called the police.

It's a pity that everything is in Jian Wushuang's calculations. The bungalow he rented is an illegal building, and the surrounding traffic conditions are very bad. It might be a little bit difficult for the fire truck to enter through the small intestines.

Inside the bus, Jian Wushuang looked out the window, and his face was lightly smiled in the thick smoke rising not far away.

‘Chu Hao, my layout has begun, you are ready to appreciate it! I just hope that after everything is over, you can fulfill your promise. No! It's not hope, I won't misunderstand people, you will definitely help me realize my wish!'

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