Hidden Assassin

A cup of hot coffee, four egg tarts, thank you. "

Standing in front of the counter of the restaurant, he thought about those things and rubbed his forehead. The outcome of some things is still unknown, so it is useless to think about it. Decades ahead, the understanding and grasp of the character of certain people. In the follow-up of his last life, many people in the dark world have died. Their characters, many things they have done and decisions have been analyzed and studied by others. This is his greatest advantage.

If only people like Kelly Furnim could figure it out for themselves. In her previous life, she was just a simple killer, but she felt more admiration for Kelly Furnim, an extremely intelligent lily girl. Thinking of this, the figures of Marilyn and her daughter suddenly floated in my mind. He understood and was moved by Marilyn's kindness to him, but for Heidi...she was in a rebellious period, and since he didn't want her to be too sad, he had to leave. Of course, it was hypocritical to say that, she left by herself Of course it will be sad, but all in all...Maybe when Heidi passes through this rebellious youth, we can become friends again...Maybe friends who don't go to bed...He thinks about talking to Marilyn in his mind The feeling of being together but not going to bed is, sure enough, a bit awkward.

"your."

"Thanks."

After receiving the food in a plastic bag, when she turned her head, she saw Yahan, her mother and a group of bodyguards staring at Fengxue coming out of the opposite building. Yahan's head was covered with a windbreaker, and her face was small The little one, whose whole body was covered tightly, was beside the two of them, and there was a cute little fat man with a round face. He was talking about something with gestures.

Go shopping in this weather, woman, your name is against the sky... With a sigh, he walked out of the fast food restaurant. While eating, while following them...

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"Hey, Yahan, Yahan, come here quickly. What do you think of this necklace? The workmanship is good and the color is beautiful. Thirteen thousand. It's not expensive."

Due to the coming of the snowstorm, there were not many people in this large supermarket in the center of Manhattan at this time—of course, that was only compared to the crowded scenes that were crowded with people on weekdays. Moreover, it is a supermarket. There are also many attached shops around, and some luxury shops are naturally independent facades. Now, a group of people are picking things in this jewelry shop. Speaking of it, there are only shopping fanatics dancing around the counter. Jumping back and forth, the little fat man nicknamed Mantou was talking next to him, the two of them were kind of congenial, and within a day or two they became friends because of chatting and spanking, as for Yahan. Just, sitting on a bench at the edge of the shop. He rested his chin and looked out boredly. Originally, she was also very keen on shopping, but she was not in the mood recently.

"Thirteen thousand. It's US dollars." Hearing my mother's call. Yahan turned her head, "And I think it's a bit fancy. Is the smell of gold a little too strong?"

"13,000 dollars. That's why I say it's not expensive." The little mother raised her eyebrows as if showing off. With the Zhang family's financial resources, she really doesn't pay attention to this level of extravagance, "And I think fancy ones are just right. It's suitable for your little mother and me, let's see, doesn't it look very explosive?"

Looking at the way the little mother dangled the necklace around her neck, Yahan couldn't help laughing, but she understood in her heart that the little mother's nonsense was just to make herself active. Mantou on the side took a few glances: "No, the ear-shaped chain actually looks very simple. I think this necklace matches Mrs. Zhang very well."

"It's still you who can talk, Mantou, you have a future, I'm optimistic about you." After laughing a few times, the little mother lowered her voice, "Hey, to be honest, I think you are a nice person, do you want to pick up Yahan? explain."

"Uh, hehe..." Mantou blushed, and couldn't help laughing a few times in embarrassment, "Uh, I think this necklace is very suitable for Miss Zhang. Uh, you, you, you... what do you think?"

"Stop pretending, to tell you the truth, Yahan just fell out of love, if you can make her happy, I will help you." After saying this in a low voice, she turned her head away, "Wow, really, Yahan, Take a look, this blue gemstone is very suitable for you...Please, take out this necklace, and this one, wrap it up...Yahan."

Smiling, he walked over and took Yahan's hand, and was about to drag her over, but Yahan stood up suddenly as if he had been stimulated by something, looking outside the shop, then broke away from her hand, and walked quickly out.

"What's wrong? Who did you see?"

As Yahan walked to the corridor outside the store, in his eyes, there was an indoor square with a fountain in front of him, and elevators and corridors connected back and forth to the transparent "concave"-shaped six-pass floor, all of which It is a large and small store, the central air conditioner provides sufficient heating, and in the softly flowing English songs, hundreds of shoppers walk up and down. It seems that it is really a bit difficult to find a glance in such a crowd. difficulty.

Standing there looking at it for a while, Yahan shook her head in disappointment: "I, I may be wrong."

"You think about it every day and dream at night, and now everyone you see looks like the person you think of." The little mother patted the back of her head bitterly, "It's been half a year, you , desperate..."

"But...it really looks like him..."

"If you tell me and you don't, my boyfriend has already discussed it with you... Go, go, don't miss him, come in and pick out jewelry with me, don't disturb my interest!"

With dissatisfied beeping sounds, the little mother pulled her in and asked her to stand and forcefully choose jewelry, and then ignored the protests, as long as she liked the jewelry, she bought them all, and the whole package was about half of the price. A medium-sized shopping bag was picked up by the bodyguard at the rear, and he continued to stroll to other shops.

However, with the glimpse just now, Yahan was always a little absent-minded along the way, occasionally looking around, trying to find that familiar figure. After watching the video of the street murder yesterday, she has always had a premonition in her heart that Jia Ming is coming to New York, and it is this kind of speculation that makes it difficult for her to be sure that the back that she just glimpsed is really Jia Ming. Ming followed behind, still an illusion produced by his own thoughts.

"Come on, come on. Take off your clothes, take off your clothes, let my little mother see your figure..."

When she realized it again, she had already been pushed into the dressing room by her little mother, and she was reaching out to unbutton her clothes.

I don't like this dress. No……".

"You don't like it, I like it. Isn't this purple dress very suitable for you? Put it on, and I won't hurt you!"

"Wearing a skirt in this weather will catch a cold."

"There is heating in here, and people who you think you shouldn't think all day long will catch a cold, which is worse than a cold. According to me, you should dress yourself up. Attract a large group of young boys to chase you... ... Haha, take it off for me!"

Amidst the voice, in the narrow dressing room, coats, underwear, trousers, and thermal pants were forcibly taken off one by one. Throwing it on the ground, the high heels were kicked aside, Yahan, who showed her slender legs, struggled with a smile while stretching her hands towards the waist of the woman in front of her.

"Haha, you dare to resist, you unfilial daughter, unfilial daughter..."

"Aha, indecent..."

The voices of the two women, who looked like sisters, came from the dressing room. Since they were speaking in Chinese, the American salesperson who was selling clothes outside didn't know exactly what happened. Mantou and a group of bodyguards just stood there expressionless, their muscles twitching. Mantou clasped his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky as if wandering away. some moment. Suddenly, with a puff, he stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and nose. Blood overflowed from his fingers, and before he had time to react, the leader of the bodyguard next to him had already handed the tissue to him, and the two looked at each other strangely.

"Thanks."

"Need not."

After a while, the door of the dressing room finally opened, and he came out wearing a dark purple dress, and the eyes of everyone around him widened. Outside the store separated by the glass exterior wall, several men and women who came shopping subconsciously slowed down, pointing and talking to Yahan inside the store. After closing the door of the dressing room, Yahan's image at this time was reflected in the floor-standing dressing mirror.

The elegant long dress with dark purple as the base and white as the border perfectly matched Yahan's tall and graceful figure according to the proportion of the upper and lower body according to the golden section. It was as spacious as a normal dress, elegant and simple, but it was full of oriental flavor. In addition, he had just recovered from his illness and became a little melancholy because of the thoughts in his heart, mixed with a little paleness. But it just perfectly interprets the concept of oriental classical beauty like smoke and jade.

"Come on, see for yourself, use your own eyes to prove my sharp eyesight and elegant taste, it's really amazing..."

Joyfully pushed Yahan in front of the fitting mirror, looking at the image in the mirror, Yahan tilted her head and smiled helplessly. Suddenly, a figure flashed in front of her eyes, and she turned around abruptly, only to see a flow of people outside the store separated by a transparent glass wall, most of them looked towards this side subconsciously, and that figure, But it is fleeting, and it can't be found anyway.

Is it an illusion of thinking too much...

"What's wrong?" Mom followed her gaze around the crowd suspiciously, and then she yelled, "Mantou, those people over there... isn't the one in the middle the Mafia you mentioned?" Why, why did he run out of the hospital? Yeah, he saw us."

In sight, there are many plastic tables and chairs not far away, which is the food area in this shop. At this time, more than ten people headed by a certain blond American youth are working there, and two of them are , Yahan knew each other. The day before yesterday, it was because they believed that Yahan was eavesdropping, so they met Mantou. As for the blond young man, he was the protagonist who lived in Ward No. 14. There were so many people in one hospital. My God, occasionally I don't look up and I don't look down, and I can be regarded as an "acquaintance" who hasn't said hello.

At this moment, the two groups of people are not far apart, Yahan's aura after coming out of the locker room seems to have affected the other side, and a group of mafia people are also looking at this side, some seem to be still whistling, aware of In the eyes of the little mother and others, the blond young man assumed the attitude of an acquaintance, raised the paper coffee cup in his hand, greeted this side from a distance, and then came here with a dozen people in a mighty way... …

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Although she has great admiration for the classic movie "The Godfather", of course, it is impossible for my mother to regard the real mafia as a good person who likes to uphold justice in the world. Coming here, I couldn't help being a little nervous: "The black, the mafia is here, should we call the police?"

"I don't think so, they don't dare to do bad things openly..." Mantou on the side kept smiling and said softly.

"Bad thing? What kind of bad thing will you do..." The woman's eyes rolled twice, and she muttered, "Who is this? If you are sick or in pain, you can stay in the hospital. It's fine for us women to go shopping. A group of big men are so idle that they come out to shop, perverted... Mr. Chen, these people should not have any evil intentions, I heard that the mafia is also very good at kidnapping... By the way, Yahan, go in and change your clothes return……"

Turning around, the two women entered the dressing room again. After a while, Yahan had already changed back into the winter clothes. As for Mantou and the others, they had already started to say hello to this group of people, and chatted again and again. Introduce, it is said that the name of the blond young man in the lead is Robert, probably the injury on his body has not fully healed, and he looks similar to Yahan at this time, with a trace of paleness on his face. After getting to know each other, he began to invite the two beauties over for a cup of coffee.

"I'm really sorry about what happened the day before yesterday. Neil and the others were also overly nervous and had some misunderstandings with Ms. Zhang. If you don't mind, how about going to have a cup of coffee? How about apologizing for what happened the day before yesterday?"

Although it is said that not all gangsters are bad people, but drinking coffee with the mafia, who knows if there may be any accidents, the little mother smiled: "Hehe, sorry, I have another stop, just to... ..."

"It's okay, just go have a drink." Before she could finish her refusal, Yahan didn't know what she was thinking, and suddenly agreed, interrupting her polite refusal. Robert laughed, stretched out his hand, and motioned for the lady to go first, his plain eyes swept across the crowd for a week, Yahan nodded, and walked over there...