City: A pen at the beginning promotes a perfect accident

February 5, 2021, Yangcheng, 23:30 late at night.

A black car drove into a garage, followed closely by Lin Junxiong, who got out of the car.

Silent carriage.

Ye Yuan took a deep breath and reached out to pat his cheek. The emotions on his face showed complex changes at the moment when he lowered his head. There were happiness and sadness; there was joy and sorrow; there was also ferocity and madness...

When he raised his head, all the emotions Everything converged as quickly as the ebbing tide.

His expression was calm, and there was no trace of...

In front of him, the screen lit up.

During the conversation with Zhao Guo’s official shadow organization, Ye Yuan asked Lin Junxiong to drive the car, carrying him like a ghost in this huge city made of reinforced concrete, only stopping in an aimless area.

…

The graceful figures appeared in Ye Yuan's clear black and white eyes. Each one of them was the top of each field in the Zhao Kingdom's shadow world.

They looked solemn, and after seeing the young man on the screen, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Only these people can understand the most subtle and profound understanding of the surging undercurrents gathering crazily in the darkness of Yangcheng, and even the entire shadow world of Zhao State.

"Ye Yuan, you are finally willing to get through to our message!"

"What exactly did you do?"

The loud words rang in Ye Yuan's ears.

His words were recorded, and a pair of frightening eyes looked directly at Ye Yuan.

"What happened?"

Ye Yuan asked with a smile.

"We intercepted the Club of Rome, the Skull and Bones Society, and the Freemasonry as they left Yangcheng, and got a glimpse of three ice coffins amidst the protection of their security teams!"

Under the night, in the secret conference rooms located in various parts of the Zhao Kingdom, Ye Yuan's figure was maximized on the screens one after another.

A stream of red and green light beams continued to sweep across Ye Yuan's cheeks.

Information transmission Arriving at the Zhao State's highest official core research institute, a huge underground research institute, a researcher in a white coat raised his head and stared at the modeled Ye Yuan in front of the huge research hall, moving up and down slightly. The raised corners of his mouth, the hint of a smile in his eyes... even the subtle expressions that even Ye Yuan was not aware of were captured and allowed to be studied by countless people.

…

After these words, in the shadow world of Zhao State, in the hidden department, an unknown number of people and pairs of eyes were peering at Ye Yuan.

Only see.

At this moment, Ye Yuan's eyebrows raised slightly, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he leaned back.

The whole person showed a very leisurely and calm attitude

"This is deliberately creating a strong desire for expression"

"I have carefully studied Ye Yuan's information before he was imprisoned and during his five years in prison. The character he displays now is completely opposite to that before.…"

"There is reason to make an assumption, that is, perhaps, from beginning to end, what Ye Yuan showed was the persona he compiled for himself that was highly vindictive and had a desire for expression."

In a certain laboratory, a psychological analyst wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a white coat pushed the frame of his glasses and said in a deep voice.

…

Late at night, 23:55.

Yangcheng University, staff residence.

Ever since Ye Yuan broke into the history research room at 15:18 in the afternoon, Zhao officials had immediately sent teams to garrison the area around this residential building.

In the past nearly nine hours, the troops stationed there blocked batch after batch of existences in the shadow world.

A black car drove into the community.

The middle-aged man in a black coat stood in front of the old professor Qinling's door, raised his hand, and knocked on the door.

Soon, the old professor who visited Cang Cang opened the door to

"I apologize for disturbing you, Mr. Qin..."

The middle-aged man bowed slightly and responded.

…

January 6, 2021, 00:30 am.

Ye Yuan opened the door and returned to the rental house in Huadu District.

Lin Mang was still in the old building, guarding the 'Wu Sidi'. In the room, Li Ruobing and Yang Xianmin were busy with their own affairs.

Under the warm light, after seeing Ye Yuan, the two of them showed beautiful smiles one after another.

Li Ruobing handed Ye Yuan a cup of hot tea.

Ye Yuan blew and took a sip, and he and Li Ruobing walked behind Yang Xianmin.

Looking at the news from Yangcheng flashing across the rows of screens,

"Yangcheng is very chaotic now.…"

"There is a news spreading... Ordinary beings in the shadow world are desperately trying to escape..."

Yang Xianmin looked at Ye Yuan and said

"what news?"

Ye Yuan asked

"Yangcheng seems to be about to experience a major purge! Yang

Xianmin looked serious and said in a deep voice.

Ye Yuan showed his thoughts, and then responded:"Well"

……

He comforted Li Ruobing and Yang Xianmin with a few words.

Ye Yuan turned around and walked towards the studio.

Take a long stride to the whiteboard.

Next to the information of Herbert Gurner, the senior overseer of the Freemasonry, three crosses were drawn with a black marker.

Put down the marker.

He raised his eyes and faced two more information:

‘Nestorianism’

‘Name: Zheng Yuanzhou’

‘Age: 75 years old’

‘Identity: Director of Yangcheng Energy Group, high-ranking Nestorian Christian…’

…

‘high table’

‘Name: Guan Lixuan’

‘Age: 48 years old’

‘Identity: The top helmsman of Zhao Guo District of Max Company and the deputy director of Zhao Guo District of High Table Meeting…’

…

Ye Yuan sat back at his work desk, looked at the path in front of him seriously, and figured out each step step by step.

In my mind, I repeatedly reviewed the special situations I might encounter at every step.

Use a black Chinese pen to write on the paper.

Outside the studio room.

The eyes of the global shadow world, after the three parties of the 'Club of Rome' suffered setbacks and changes, all turned to Yangcheng.

------------------------------------------------------------------------ ps: I’ve been really busy on New Year’s Day recently, so there have been few updates!

Feel sorry!