After reciting the scriptures, Liu Yimeng observed the wild flowers again and found no changes. She felt that this thing was a bit evil and dared not leave it at home. The next day, she took it to the windowsill of the hospital duty room and placed it on the windowsill.

Another night shift, Liu Yimeng received two emergency cases in a row. The first was a pregnant woman. The amniotic fluid broke and was sent to the hospital by passers-by. The emergency department quickly helped her to the obstetrics and gynecology department. The second was a man who was injured when he was beaten at a barbecue stall. He was stabbed on his body and was stabbed on his back. The flesh and fat were rolled up. The internal organs inside could be vaguely seen. Because of excessive blood loss, the person could not be rescued. When the doctor announced his death, Liu Yimeng did not see the appearance of transparent fluid.

At dawn, Liu Yimeng dragged her tired body back to the duty room and wanted to lie for a while, but stood up in shock because when she looked at the pot of wild flowers again, floaters would no longer appear in her eyes and the fluid would disappear.

Liu Yimeng's sleepiness disappeared suddenly. She thought carefully about everything that happened in the evening. A superstitious idea came to her mind. She immediately went to the obstetrics and gynecology department to inquire about the news. The pregnant woman sent to the first half of the night gave birth to a baby boy half an hour ago. Because she was under term, she was still in the incubator.

My colleagues in obstetrics and gynecology said that the mother's family is in good condition, a highly educated intellectual, and her husband is also a young and promising entrepreneur with a net worth of over 100 million. This child can be considered a child born in a good family.

Through the glass, Liu Yimeng saw the baby. At this time, there was no floater in her eyes, but she always felt that the fluid was injected into the baby, and the unintentional words of her colleagues inspired her. Perhaps this was the legendary reincarnation.

But why wasn't the tattooed man who was hacked to death reincarnated on the spot? He was still hot, could the baby still choose his own choice? Liu Yimeng was puzzled and she had insomnia.

During the day, Liu Yimeng came to a temple with this question and found a monk to seek the truth. However, after the fat-headed and big-eared monk was confused, he kept thinking about touching Liu Yimeng's little hand, and she left angrily.

From then on, Liu Yimeng began to pay attention to those patients who were on the verge of death. She heard that someone in the ward had just passed away and would go to see if there was any transparent fluid. She really summed up some experience. The Affiliated Hospital of Medical University is a Grade A hospital with a complete range of categories. The oncology department and respiratory department often die. Oncology department is not to mention cancer patients, which is a very difficult disease to cure. Moreover, before death, patients always have to undergo long-term and painful chemotherapy and radiotherapy, etc., and the respiratory department is all elderly patients, and all organs of the body are facing failure. What ultimately takes them away is respiratory failure. Fluids are never seen in oncology department, but occasionally in respiratory department.

If you look closely, these transparent fluids are many, with different sizes. Some float in the air, some are attached to flowers, plants and trees, and some flow freely. They are especially common in hospitals and rarely seen outside, such as in large shopping malls where people come and go.

Liu Yimeng called this transparent fluid that could only be seen by herself as a soul. She knew that she was a supernatural person who could see the soul, but she did not tell anyone about this secret, because no one believed it after telling it.

The head nurse in the emergency department is a chatterbox. Once she told Liu Yimeng that there is a house in the Jiangdong Shipyard Worker's New Village that is very cheap, and it only costs 120 square meters to sell for 500,000 yuan, which is like a free pickup.

"But do you know that the place is a haunted house. A family was killed by a criminal in the house. Whoever bought the house would be ruined. They could not live in or sell it, and they could not rent it out." The head nurse said seriously. Liu Yimeng was not afraid this time, but instead said that the head nurse might as well go on an adventure.

"I won't go." The head nurse waved her hands repeatedly.

Liu Yimeng came to the new village of the shipyard workers while off work. He found a real estate agent nearby. While standing outside watching advertisements, a fat man with a round face appeared inside, with a greasy face, wearing a cheap black suit, and said, "Sister, do you want to buy a house or rent a house."

Liu Yimeng said that I want to buy a house, as long as it is cheap, it doesn’t matter if it’s broken or old.

The unscrupulous agent immediately recommended her a well-decorated house of 120 square meters, saying that it was lower than the market price of 300,000 yuan, and only 700,000 yuan. Liu Yimeng knew that he was talking about a haunted house. He asked if there was a key, I wanted to go and take a look.

"It must be there, you wait a little longer." The agent picked up his cell phone and started contacting him. Soon another agent sent a key.

Liu Yimeng followed the agent to this house and opened the lock and entered the door. The house smelled bad. The decoration was really good. Unfortunately, it was the style many years ago. The windows were closed, which made people feel depressing and uneasy. The agent opened the window and said it would be better to ventilate. This house is really good. The owner really wants to sell it. Look, it is not on the street and it is quiet. There are also kindergartens and primary schools nearby.

"I want to stay alone for a while?" Liu Yimeng said, and the agent looked at her suspiciously for a while and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you downstairs."

Liu Yimeng showed symptoms of floaters when she entered the door. She knew that there was indeed something wrong with the house. There were three fluids in the house bumping around, but the body was small, similar to a mosquito, and it was fleeting in front of her.

"Your revenge has been avenged. This is the court's verdict. The murderer was shot last year." Liu Yimeng said loudly.

The agent actually didn't go downstairs and was smoking in the corridor. When he heard Liu Yimeng's voice, he was so scared that he lost his cigarette.

Liu Yimeng walked around the room, took out three small pots of succulent plants from his bag, placed them on the living room coffee table, and sat on the sofa and waited quietly. The three fluids really hit the whole way and fell on the plants, just like a butterfly falling on the flowers, and never moved again.

Liu Yimeng put three pots of succulents into his bag and went out. The agent stood outside and swallowed with difficulty: "Sister, you..."

"This house is clean." Liu Yimeng smiled and went downstairs directly.

The agent walked into the room, wondering if it was a psychological reason, but the depressed atmosphere was swept away, and he felt a sudden sense of sunshine.

...

Old Matthew Miller has been busy for more than half a year and finally got the following. According to his plan, for the sake of safety, he cannot kidnap in Canada. He must wait until Chris goes to a foreign country. Moreover, this destination country cannot be a European, American and Western country, but can only be a backward developing country.

Old Matthew's team hacked into the computer of Senior Assistant Chris, intercepted multiple emails, and knew Chris' itinerary and security well. This charlatan wandered around the world to cheat money. The next stop was Manila, which is the most suitable place to start.

Liu Kunlun's $100 million was not a waste. He received the service of a spy team from the world's top lineup. Retired agents from Britain, the United States, Russia and Israel cooperated sincerely just to make money. After a long period of intelligence investigation, this mission was ensured that everything was foolproof. Therefore, Old Mathew sent an email to invite Liu Kunlun to visit the scene, which was a free additional service.

Killing Chris was a major event that Liu Kunlun had always been concerned about. He immediately took Ma Junjian to the Philippines to meet with Old Mathew.

As Manila's nightlife is approaching, there are fewer people and cars on the street. Liu Kunlun and Ma Junjian get on a van. The car is converted into a smart station, with a row of computer screens, and there are disguised antennas on the roof. Old Matthew is sitting in the car with headphones and planning. He asks the driver to drive and operates the computer to create a picture. There are five people sitting in the car on the screen, all of whom are big belly European and American whites, wearing tropical flower shirts or T-shirts, and beach shoes.

There are many poor and old men like Europe and the United States. Their pensions are not good in their country. However, in the Philippines, they can not only drink and eat seafood every day, but also find a local temporary wife to sleep with. Judging from their appearance, they do not look like elite agents. They are obviously useless people who are just eating and waiting to die.

"Our plan is simple, rush in and catch people out and take them away," said Old Matthew.

The old guys on the screen slowly twisted the pistol. In order not to reveal their identities, they didn't even wear body armor. Because of the accurate information and extremely small danger, there were only three white bodyguards around Chris who had certain combat effectiveness, and the other five local bodyguards with guns were all good things.

"In fact, we don't plan to shoot." Old Matthew said proudly, "The arrest ring is the easiest thing to do. Collecting intelligence and safely transporting the targets out of the border and into China is of great value."

"Your price is a bit high." Liu Kunlun felt a little distressed now. If he had known it would be so easy, he would have done it if he had formed a team by himself.

"Professional things must be left to professionals." Old Matthew clicked the mouse, and the other screen showed the situation of Chris' living place. This is an old Spanish-style house with a separate courtyard, iron gate and high walls, surveillance and electronic fences. There are several Filipino bodyguards playing cards in the yard, and the M16 rifle is placed next to him. The camera turns, two bodyguards are watching TV in the living room, and one bodyguard is standing at the window, while Chris is lingering with a mixed-race woman in the bedroom.

"How did you do it?" Liu Kunlun was puzzled. He could monitor other people's sex affairs, so these agents were really not easy.

"Biological robot, an electronic beetle, has a micro camera and transmission device hidden on it." Old Matthew explained, "This is CIA's thing, the world's most advanced spy equipment, which is usually used to deal with *. You know now that our old guys are powerful."

"It's indeed domineering." Liu Kunlun praised.

The van slowly circled around the corner and checked again for any mistakes. Some vehicles were parked nearby and checked with infrared thermal imager. There was no one in the car and everything was normal. When the car was stopped, the old Maxiu issued an action order. The old guys got out of the car carelessly and walked towards Chris' residence in batches.

Liu Kunlun stared at the screen with interest, waiting for the arrest show. Suddenly he saw a ball of blood appearing on the old guy on the screen, and then fell to the ground with a dense rain of bullets followed by a few other people who were swept to the ground without even pulling out the guns. The monitor was soundless, and only the old Matthew's headphones could hear the dense gunshots. His face changed in shock, and he patted the cab and said drive quickly.

But it was too late. A passerby walked to the van and raised his gun and shot without warning. The driver's temple was penetrated and he died on the spot.

The mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole is behind, and ambushing. Fortunately, the old agent is calm in the face of danger and quickly pulls out a Remington. He opens the fire through the door of the cab. After three shots, he kicks open the door. The attacker is knocked into a hornet's nest. Ma Junjian rushed over and lifts the body out, takes the driver's seat, steps on the clutch gear and recharges the accelerator in one go.

A car chase drama started, and three Land Rover cars and more than a dozen black motorcycles emerged from somewhere. The riders were also wearing black closed helmets and all-black motorcycle uniforms, holding guns in one hand, which was handsome enough, but the efficiency was reduced.

Liu Kunlun was sweating all over. This formation was not simple, which shows that Chris was not only prepared for any eventuality, but was even very likely to have set up a trap to lead him to the bait, and the hunter became prey instead. This was not good.
Chapter completed!