Hidden Assassin

Six cards, followed by a few more cards pulled out of the wallet, in various designs, in Chinese, and more in English, an account manager standing at the counter can read them at a glance He didn't have a VIP card for the hotel, but he couldn't help but change his face slightly, because with the strength of the hotel, it might not be able to issue a card of this level.

Citibank, UBS, Bank of China, Bank of Tokyo-Mitsubishi UFJ, Deutsche Bank, Société Générale... The highest-level platinum cards and VIP cards of several major domestic and foreign banks, Tsukiji Kaoru naturally doesn't care about these things I only know that it is a bank card, but a certain amount of living expenses is deducted from it every month, but the rest of the people can probably recognize it. Almost all bank cards of this level have the function of unlimited overdraft, but not just Some company-guaranteed unlimited overdraft cards are so simple, without billions of dollars in wealth and important status, that it is impossible for this kind of card to be issued to individuals casually. Zhang Jingfeng's father can also have one or two such cards, but Among them, the most valuable ones are not worthy of status. Let alone umbrellas, as long as you throw out one of these cards, you may be able to swipe away the entire four-star hotel at any time.

Click, click, click, sorted out all the cards on the counter, the girl nodded lightly: "Sorry, it doesn't seem to be." Just as she was about to turn around, the account manager hurriedly called: "Miss, please wait first, we will help you immediately." Come here with your umbrella. You can sit next to me first." He said, pushing the waiter beside him, "Xiaoxi, hurry up and get it."

"……Thanks."

"Oh, you're welcome."

The rain outside the house was still falling quietly, the account manager said something politely, and didn't harass much, but the few people who had completed the check-out procedures couldn't help but look at the girl a few more times. At this very moment, the waiter had already brought a new umbrella, and paid by credit card according to the regulations. Zhang Jingfeng and others went out and got into the expensive silver sports car.

For some reason, Zhang Jingfeng now feels that his car is a bit shabby. Maybe running is the popular trend, because while he was starting the car, the girl in white sportswear with a cold but beautiful face came out of the gate with an umbrella, then opened the umbrella and trotted into the light rain middle.

The sports car started smoothly and drove out of the hotel area behind the girl.

"Are you going to Mr. Zhang's house now?" The car seemed a little dull and needed a topic. The lady Zhang spoke first, but looked through the car window at the girl trotting in the rain ahead. She only knew one of those bank cards just now, and she had seen someone use it before—to be precise, she had shown it off, and it was said that it was a symbol of identity and status. Looking at it now, it's really funny.

"Oh, no. My family's business is not mainly in Jianghai. It's a villa where my father lives occasionally on vacation. I heard that Ms. Fang and Mr. Zheng are coming over, so I have someone tidy it up and hope to have a happy stay."

"Oh? I heard that Mr. Zhang's career is here, isn't it? Mr. Zhang doesn't live in this villa?" Miss Fang asked with interest, but her expression was rather formulaic.

"The villa is a bit far from the work place, so I usually stay in a hotel." Zhang Jingfeng replied with a smile.

"Mr. Zhang really worked hard. I heard that the gentleman who wrote "Dongfeng Po" also sang for the first time in Mr. Zhang's restaurant, didn't he? Neither Mr. Huang nor Mr. Zheng would talk about that time. I know."

Showing the most charming smile, the conversation finally got to the point. Zheng Zepei next to him frowned slightly, while Zhang Jingfeng smiled faintly, talking about the situation that day. Knowing that the other party is interested in these things, it is not surprising. After the carnival on Christmas, the guy named Gu Jiaming had a negotiation with Mr. Huang and Zheng Zepei, and sold the copyrights of several songs, but at the same time asked them to at least keep his identity secret. Say hello. Although he was happy to cause some trouble to the young man who had an affair with Lingjing, Zheng Zepei couldn't help but give him face. He slickly narrated the scene of that day, and Fang Yusi in the back seat listened attentively.

The wipers slid across the front windshield rhythmically, and the drizzle depicted a bustling city shrouded in fog in the air. When the red light came on, the sports car stopped in front of the white line, and a bus entered the road not far away. Stopping points, people going up and down, a simple urban morning.

For a moment, the girl with an umbrella ran past the car and turned to the other side of the street, which was different from the path they had taken. Then the green light came on, and when the sports car started, Zhang Jingfeng saw a black military jeep stop by the side of the road. A tall woman got out of the car and gave a standard PLA military salute to the girl in white sportswear. .

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Rain, lights, bright windows, power lines across the view.

In the classroom in the early morning, it was cool and noisy. Students came in one after another, shaking the umbrellas in their hands, and then hung them neatly at the back of the classroom. While talking to their good friends, they patted the water stains on their bodies and heads. Things can represent the concept of "light rain in spring", and the scene in front of you may be a relatively perfect interpretation.

In the back corner of the classroom, Kaoru took out the books for the first class from her school bag, and glanced at the boy beside him who was sketching on a white paper

"Today... people from the National Security Bureau found me."

"Eh? This morning?" Jia Ming raised his eyebrows without stopping the movement of the pencil in his hand.

"Um."

"It's really rude, but in the final analysis, I want you to help contact Japan?"

"Well, so I gave them Tianyu Lord's contact information. They... probably misunderstood the purpose of my coming to China."

"Heh." Putting down the pencil in his hand, Jiaming looked at her with a faint smile, "Anyone will misunderstand, there are so many people in the Yuechi family and Gao Tianyuan, as a relatively important member, if you come here alone, you will definitely be rejected. Thinking that it is the link responsible for connecting the two sides, I am afraid that not only Yanhuang Xingxing and Guoan think so, but also Youya Tianqin and Pei Luojia. Who would know that you are just a vase for outsiders...Silly girl, your father really is not What a nice guy..."

"It was Lord Tianyu who asked me to come to China..."

"Tian Yuzheng is not a good person. He already knows me, so he tried every means to pull me into the water, and by the way, he also wanted to get rid of you. As far as I know, his girlfriend Long Tang Wei is a jealous jar. In comparison, Long Tang Tang Jing is much cuter... Uh, but your father is different. He doesn't know about me, but knowing that you will be in danger, he still lets Tian Yuzheng arrange you, which means that you are really married. daughter, the water splashed out."

Recalling the information about the Yuechi family known in his previous life, and the many things that the most influential family in Japan did to maintain their own status, Jia Ming shook his head and said with a casual smile: "The most important thing is that he is a Japanese Dad. Come on, Japan, there are a lot of messy things in that country. It is said that Japanese dads will have sex with their daughters. Of course, it’s up to you to say whether this way of connecting emotions is healthy. You can also think that he He's a nice guy."

"No, it's not...I..." Lowering her head, Yuechi Kaoru frowned slightly: "Our family doesn't have that..."

"Oh, angry?"

Jia Ming watched with great interest the frown between the girl's brows, which was the same as her smile... No, maybe it can be said that this is a rarer expression than a smile.

"...No." After being reminded like this, the girl seemed to have returned to her faint thoughts, and shook her head to express that it was okay, Jia Ming smiled and said: "No, keeping your emotions can be a good disguise Originally, when you encounter such a statement, it is natural to be angry. You can ask me to apologize, or ask me to single out after class. You can do these things with confidence. Because you are cold enough, you behave in front of others To be angry or happy, you only need to use very simple expressions, as long as you do it properly, you can confuse others. But if one day you are no longer Tsukiji Kaoru, the current expression is far from enough."

"But you won't apologize...and I can't beat you either."

"Of course." Jia Ming nodded as a matter of course, "Because I'm telling the truth, why should I apologize?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his hand down abruptly, grabbed Yuechi Xun's dangling left hand, and pierced Jia Ming's abdomen with the sharp pen tip: "Oh, this sneak attack...not bad."

As if she was a child who had done something wrong and accepted punishment, Yuechixun lowered her head and let Jia Ming hold her hand. After a long moment, she said softly: "I...I like you to hold my hand, only... ...you only hold it like this when you hit me..."

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After a moment of silence, the expression on Jiaming’s face did not change, and then he just nodded: “Very well, this time the expression is done well, the average boy is said to be like this, and he is sure to fall in love. There is a saying in China, A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and to complete the task I entrusted to you to play with twenty men and two women during college and then throw them away, the accumulation now is very important."

It is the first time to teach such a difficult student, and now Jiaming finally has some sense of accomplishment in his heart. The fly in the ointment is: "...But, you don't need to keep copying what I taught you, you have to learn to infer other things from one instance." The second time they competed, Jia Ming completely dislocated her two arms. When teaching the basic knowledge of camouflage, he stroked the little hand of a beautiful woman who had no resistance. Jia Ming used this sentence as an example. Chi Xun's expression is obviously much more in place than when he said it last time.

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No one noticed the sneaking of the two behind the classroom. Not long after the class bell rang, Jia Ming frowned and asked, "By the way, Pei Luojia sent someone over earlier this month, did Guoan tell you ?”

Yuechi Kaoru nodded: "I said it, it seems that...they intercepted it."

"Well, it really is them." Nodding, "I think if they did this, there's no reason why they wouldn't show it off in front of you. This is also one of the bargaining chips in the negotiation. My sources of information are still limited... ...Guoan is also desperately trying..."

Looking at Jiaming's thinking face, combined with the content of the words just now, Yuechi Kaoru suddenly jumped twice for no reason: "Gu Jun, you... have you been paying attention to the situation in Japan?"

"Of course, don't pay attention. One day Pei Luojia went crazy and suddenly came to me what to do..." Looking at Yuechi Xun's expression, Jia Ming nodded and decided to carry the ambiguity to the end, "Besides, you are here, After all, I have to guarantee that you go back intact...Although I don't think that's possible, after all, you still have to play with twenty men..."

After saying this, Yuechi Xun lowered his head to read the book, while Jia Ming was still lying on the table looking at the playground in a daze, thinking about something in his mind, and he could feel Dongfang Wan's gaze projected over again.

Of course, Dongfang Wan's matter is only secondary. The problem that is hovering in Jia Ming's mind at the moment is the influence of a series of butterfly effects since his return.

In the original world, of course, Yuechi Kaoru was contacted by her uncle, and ended up committing suicide a few years later. Her uncle did not die, and contacted the dark Tianqin's power to try to stop Pei Luojia, but at the same time, she wanted to In order to take back the Yuechi family, the final result is that no one can get any benefits. The dark Tianqin finally failed to snipe Pei Luojia in Japan, and the Yuechi family was not spared. Gao Tianyuan also followed in the footsteps of the Yuechi family, and then Gloomy Tianqin and Yanhuang Awakening.

At that time, I understood that the alliance between the Yuechi family and Gao Tianyuan was not as smooth as it is now. Although Tianyu Zhengze still saved Yuechi Xun, Tianyu Zhengze, who was an important member of Gao Tianyuan at that time, already had a secret Long Tangwei, his girlfriend, was driven by a series of factors, and the alliance was not smooth. But in front of him, Tian Yuzheng will show an enthusiastic attitude towards this alliance. I am afraid that there are more or less reasons of his own. Even if he wasn't actually the person, he was very happy to facilitate this matter. After all, facing Pei Luojia, he also had a considerable sense of crisis.

I am not a person with any national concept, but I am used to the days of bullets and bullets, but I have always lacked a sense of security, and I hope to plan for many things. Being exposed to Tian Yu Zhengzheng at the beginning was something that he deliberately facilitated. The idea at the time was that if one day I was really targeted by these people in the dark world, since I was a Chinese, I couldn’t let Pei Luojia sit on the couch if I wanted to survive in China. Although I also thought about not dealing with these people for the rest of my life, but The saying that as much power comes with as much responsibility can also be understood as, as much power as you have, you will make as much trouble as possible.

If I were just an ordinary person, of course I wouldn't be able to save Marilyn's mother and daughter. Even if I could, I'd just keep them for a while. If I didn't die, I wouldn't get into any mafia and kill dozens of people. If he was ordinary enough, he might have been beaten to death after He Shasha was caught that time. Even if he escaped by chance, he would definitely not be able to come back and chop off everyone's heads. People, I understand very well. .

For this kind of thinking of preparing for a rainy day, Dang Lingjing and Shasha felt responsible, and he "misappropriated" seven billion US dollars from Peroja to send to Kelly Fonim, just to leave behind a helper who can help in an emergency Who would have thought that the more than seven billion US dollars made Pei Luojia jump like a dog, and instead cleared out a large number of spies who were ambush by Yanhuang Awakening and Youya Tianqin, and then the contradictions suddenly intensified, and Yuan Lai Chaochuang stared at Xingxing The insane thing about the Dream was mostly for demonstrations, but after that, the atmosphere in the entire Asian part has begun to become tense.

The dark world can affect the military and politics in a certain sense, and it is naturally impossible to fight wars on the bright side right now, but if the big fight in the dark world that is likely to happen more than ten years later starts in 1998, Jia Ming feels that it is true I was a little depressed, I just hoped to live a more peaceful and stable life, but I never expected the current situation.

Putting all forces into my mind and conducting sand table deduction, I finally felt that although Guoan and Yanhuang Awakening had already taken action, most of them were just following conservative methods to clean up the country and deter overseas countries. It should not be possible to fight, so I breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought about this for a day, and when school was over in the afternoon, it was still raining. Today is Thursday, presumably Lingjing has already gone home to cook, slowly packed up her things, and was about to leave with an umbrella, Dongfang Wan, who had been staring at him for several days, walked over, with a charming smile, sat in front of her On the seat: "Gu Jiaming, I need your help with something."

The voice is soft and infinite, which is completely different from the feeling of talking to Jiaming on weekdays.

"I'll go first." Yuechi on the side had already packed his schoolbag, nodded slightly to say hello, and turned to leave.

The mood is troubled by those major national affairs. At this time, there is such an adjustment. Jiaming can't help but smile. Looking at Dongfang Wan's sincere smile, he sighs after a while: "Dongfang classmate, you smile so wretchedly, I don't want you to laugh." Can you directly refuse?"

"you……".