Apocalyptic Forecast

The result of the last dialogue was disappointment.

The two seem to have reached a consensus on something, but this consensus does not make the two feel relieved and happy. It is more appropriate to say that it is a consensus than a compromise.

On the evening of the same day, Jinling's Xuanwu Lake Hotel once again welcomed a group of uninvited guests.

In the presidential suite.

"Champagne or whiskey?"

"Water, just give us plain water."

Said the intrepid man sitting on the sofa.

"Okay, boiled water."

The middle-aged man with long blond hair shrugged helplessly, looking at the eight men standing behind the elite man, his mouth twitched, and then made up the glass in the room and placed it in front of them.

All are plain water.

"Professor, I understand your worries, but your worries are unnecessary."

The sturdy man said, "We are professional."

"Excuse me." The professor shrugged. "I didn't see the master of my appointment, but came to you a few ... can only say barely sublimators."

It can be seen that he is quite polite, even if he is disappointed in his heart, he still has some restraint in the use of words.

Nine sublimators, three Tier 3, and six Tier 2 are already a valuable force in the present situation, but in the view of the professor, it is still not enough to complete their goals.

"I paid a lot of money, big price, do you understand? In order to get this collection, I overdrawn the salary for 20 years." The professor suppressed his dissatisfaction and said seriously: "What I want is foolproof. . "

"Bing Guijing is not much."

The sturdy man said calmly: "The Astronomical Society and the Social Security Bureau have recently checked Jinling's sublimers very rigorously, and high-level sublimators are not easy to arrive, but please be assured that our ghoul squad is a famous elite in the graveyard of the dead."

"I hope you understand that what I want is not a mercenary who brought a corpse in front of me and said the task was completed." The professor raised a finger and solemnly emphasized: "I want to live, do you understand? I want to live."

"Perhaps you have misunderstood kidnapping. It is not a violent act, but a very demanding technical work." The elite man raised his head proudly: "And I have said that we are professional.

Did you know the Elvis incident? That ’s what we have done, and they still think it was the aliens who took him away ... "

"Oh, that is one of the curator's favorite collections!"

The professor's eyes lighted up, and he stood up with 100,000 enthusiasm, holding the hand of the elite man: "I'm relieved, what about the plan? Tell me about the plan."

He picked up the bottle of whiskey, dried out half of the bottle at a stretch, and sat on the sofa, listening to the ears: "How do we transfer my dear collection from Jinling to the Human Exhibition Hall on the border?"

"This is a thorough plan."

The captain of the ghoul squad took out a thick stack of plans from his backpack and placed them in front of him: "These days, we have made different capture plans, and tomorrow is the best time for action. .

Action preparation has been completed-we bought the relevant personnel of abr, and will enter the venue in the form of staff. Then, according to your additional requirements, we will arrange your identity for you. When the goal comes, we can officially Start kidnapping. "

"En."

The professor focused more and nodded: "So, how to kidnap? As far as I know, the force value of that collection is not low. After all, it is a legendary investigator. How can we successfully arrest him? If you use force, I am afraid that you are not able to catch it? "

"Please rest assured." Behind the captain, the gentle man with glasses pushed his glasses proudly: "We have mastered his biggest weakness-his only good friend."

With that said, he took a photo from his pocket and placed it on the table.

In the photo, there is a girl who is in a beautiful age.

Fu Yi.

"According to our eavesdropping and investigation, she intends to go to the scene to personally cheer for her friend-" said the glasses man. A revenge against the Astronomical Society.

The psychologist profiled that he had agreed that more than 90% would agree to exchange identities with Fu Yi and become hostages.

Then, we quickly took him down and could quickly evacuate ... "

After the glasses man finished speaking, he raised his head proudly, waiting for appreciation.

But the professor was stunned for a long time, and asked curiously: "This is it?"

"anything else?"

He asked, "Is this the plan? Er, although the step of throwing the pot to Green Day is pretty beautiful, but what about the other? There must be other preparations to do?"

The glasses man raised his eyebrows slightly.

Is it a customer who absolutely does not want to take any risks?

It doesn't matter, such customers are better at dealing with them, which is more reliable than those who like a little money and like blind command.

So he put piles of backup plans on the table.

"Look, this is the measure that will disturb the eyes and ears of the Astronomical Society. This is a plan that misleads the Social Security Bureau to investigate. And this is one of the preparations to ensure the smooth implementation of the capture plan ..."

He introduced it in detail: "For the sake of perfection, we have replaced all the green plants in the room with violet flowers at the border. Under the scent of flowers, he will be paralyzed within ten minutes and unable to use the holy As a result, two additional teams of armed men will attack as the situation deteriorates.

In addition, there are six backup plans and 17 escape plans, which will absolutely send you and your collection to the scene. "

After he finished speaking, he smiled: "When this time tomorrow, you can enjoy your new collection in the exhibition hall."

"Very good!" Under the vision described by the other party, the professor's eyes had shone: "Just do it!"

So the captain shook hands with the professor.

Both sides have a gentle smile with a standard business style.

"Please remember to give us a five-star praise on the collection of all evils after the mission is completed!" The captain humbly urged: "We are close to the last point of performance this year."

The professor nodded, swallowed the whiskey, and wiped his mouth heroically: "No problem!"

So, an in-service professor at the Human Exhibition Hall, a group of mercenaries from the border ... the plan began.

The next morning, early in the morning.

Huai Shi, staring at the eyes of a pair of pandas, stood in front of the hotel and saw Ai Qing in the car outside the door.

"Why are you here?"

"Shunlu." She said, "Jinling Music and Art Museum, right? I can send you."

"Ah, thank you very much."

Huai Shi grabbed the sandwich just taken from the kitchen and squeezed the piano into the car. After gulping a few bites, he poured a large bottle of cold coffee.

Breakfast resolved.

"What's the matter with you who is struck to death by thunder?"

"This is a long story ..."

He can't always say that he was too hi because he was fighting, and he completely forgot to review. He spent the whole night in the records of the book of destiny chewing on the scores, right?

This thing is really sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat. There is a saying that if you do n’t practice for one day, you know, if you do n’t practice for two days, the teacher jumps ... Once the hand is born, if you want to break back, the effort is not a little bit.

He reached out and wiped his face with his hand, forcibly wiped out the puffy eye circles with the vitality of the mountain ghost mark, and randomly tied his hair.

"Did you sleep well last night?"

"Um, a little nervous, after all, I have prepared for more than half a year."

Huai Shi smiled and patted the box next to him: "But now it looks like it's still in good condition, and I can definitely pass it."

"... There is no need to promise me anything."

Ai Qing glanced at his confident face, silent for a long time, and suddenly asked: "Do you like the cello so much?"

"do not know."

Huaixi answered simply.

"..."

Ai Qing's eyebrows frowned, seemingly unhappy.

"Just literally don't know."

Huai Shi scratched her head and looked helpless. "Actually, I can't remember why I should study the cello. In my impression, my mother seems to like it more ... Maybe she thinks that her son learns to play musical instruments and has more face.

To say like, I may not like it before. But later he was so poor that he could only earn some money to buy noodles and eat it by playing the piano. Unconsciously, he likes it.

It may be the feeling of being dependent on each other. Without it, I would have starved to death. "

With that, he took the cello's case and showed it to Ai Qing: "Don't look at it so old, it has a great sound, and it has been repaired to the present. It is completely reluctant to replace it. Check it out. "

"no need."

Ai Qing looked at the piano box beside Huai Shi, and for a long time, she retracted her gaze: "Since this is the case, just save it."

Along the way, Ai Qing said nothing, quietly closed her eyes and refreshed herself.

The car drove exceptionally smoothly, even leaving room for Huai Shi to watch the piano score later. After bypassing the congestion in the peak period, it passed through the tall buildings all the way and finally stopped in front of the Jinling Music and Art Museum.

It is close to the time of the test, and many young people carrying their piano boxes and their teachers or parents have been seen at the door.

Although professional-level exams require appointments, abr's exams range from cello to almost all mainstream instruments.

Many candidates are also expected.

After all, it is a grade test that is popular in the central city of London, and it has a very wide credibility. With an eighth level, it can almost be used as a college diploma.

But passing the gate, the car didn't stop and was driving forward.

"It's past ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~." Huaixi reminded.

"No, I have to go a long way up the main entrance." Ai Qing raised her eyes and looked out the window: "Go in through the back door, turn right and there is an elevator to the sixth floor."

"Huh?" Huai Shi froze, "Have you been there?"

Ai Qing did not answer.

The car stopped.

"You should go to the exam, Huai Shi." She said: "Wish you can realize your dreams."

"Thank you."

Huai Shi smiled gratefully, picked up the piano box and waved goodbye to her.

As if deliberately evading the sight of Huai Shi, in the end, Ai Qing didn't raise her eyes to look at him.

Just staring silently at the silhouette of the building.

His eyes gradually dropped. ()