Hidden Assassin

The sound of crying sounded in the room. Ye Han, Julian and others walked to the door and fell silent when they saw the woman crying inside.

Ye Han had been prepared for this. He just stood for a while and sighed. Julian and others naturally had nothing to say. Lingjing had quite outstanding capital, but she had always been left out in the music academy, and after four years of She hadn't even returned home yet, so everyone probably guessed that she had something sad, but they never thought that she would be so sad after showing it. After all, as outsiders, they had no right to comment on these matters. After a few glances, they bid farewell to Ye Han one after another after spending a while in the living room. Julian's expression was a little complicated, but in the end he couldn't think of anything. He just said to let her have a good rest and not worry too much.

The crowd gradually dispersed from the home. Ye Han closed the door outside, took a look at the bedroom door, turned around again, and gently closed the door. He took out a bottle of wine from the box next to the TV cabinet, poured himself a glass while sitting on the sofa, and drank it in small sips.

The crying continued in the room for a long time, and then gradually turned into choking. In many years, this was probably the hardest time she cried, but mentally, she woke up not long after crying. The tears and voices couldn't stop. She reached out to wipe away the tears and raised the document in her hand to read. She didn't stop crying until she finished reading. She looked sideways at her mother's face with her red eyes and shook her head. He shook his head and wanted to say something, but was choked and drowned in the roar. After a long time, he shook his head mechanically again: "I... I don't believe it..."

Duan Jingxian stretched out her hand to wipe away the tears on her face. He shook his head and said softly: "I don't want to believe it either..."

"Then what happened next..." The choked voice made Lingjing seem to have returned to her child's time, and she looked at her mother. There was an unconvinced stubbornness in his tone. Duan Jingxian lowered her eyes: "We didn't see Jia Ming, who later became ill. We saw him a few times in September. By October, he refused to see us again... Your father inquired through his connections and said he was inside When the disease developed, we released him on parole for medical treatment, but he refused to see anyone. The child's character..."

Now just a few short sentences. However, it is unimaginable how anxious the Ye couple were when they first learned about Jiaming, how much anxiety they experienced, how many paths they took and how many obstacles they encountered. In the past four years, they did not dare to tell their daughter about the matter. , no matter how much they missed her, they did not dare to ask her to come back and see her on the phone... The mother wiped away her tears.

"He is like that. He has a good personality since he was a child. He has promised to do everything, but he refuses to talk about it when there are difficulties. He doesn't want to let everyone know that he has such a disease. He sent you and Shasha away. He probably feels that he There is nothing to worry about. Your father and I didn't dare to tell you the matter because you are also stubborn. You could stay in Vienna for four years and not come back for this matter... He apologized to us the last time we met him, He said that he was sorry for you and for us, but he is also my and your father's child. He said that he wanted to write a letter to you, but he couldn't write anything..."

"In September 2001, someone came to tell us that Jiaming... passed away... It was your former classmate from Dongfang Road. He sent a notice from the prison and a doctor's certificate. A lot of mess, he Said... Jiaming refused to see anyone before he passed away... His cemetery is on Guanyin Ridge outside the city. I will take you there to see him tomorrow..."

The room became quiet, with warm yellow light, dust floating in the air, and a moth circling around the lampshade. Ling Jing sat there with an unspeakable sadness on her cheeks. Her eyes looked into the void beside her mother. As the tears flowed silently, it seemed like light powder was spreading in the air. The sadness falls on the lake on the other side of the world...

At the same moment, the seaside of Jianghai City was more than ten miles away from the Ye Family Martial Arts School.

Under the moonlight, in the quiet sea, the lonely villa on the nearby mountainside was shining with brilliant lights, just like a palace located in the mountains.

This is not a famous villa area in Jianghai City. However, people nearby probably know that this mountain on the seaside is owned by a wealthy developer. It has planned and started to break ground, but later the plan was shelved for no reason. It is said that the development After the business went bankrupt, it was acquired and has never been mentioned again. However, they had built a sample house before that, and it had been used by others in the past few years. There were often outsiders coming in and out with different identities. Every night the bright lights shine on the tomb-like building base of the mountain. It doesn't have a luxurious flavor, but it feels a bit post-modern.

Now, in a room on the second floor of the villa, a man was reporting work to the person on the other side of the big screen.

"...Currently we are not sure of the whereabouts of Kong Jianchen. According to the information we have received so far, the enemies encountered by several groups in Europe are extremely powerful. Li Yunxiu escaped with Kong Jianchen under the cover of all team members. , but was overtaken in the end, and is currently in an endangered state. The whereabouts of the empty dust are unknown. It is certain that the enemy has not obtained it. As for the news that things will appear in Jianghai, it is purely based on Miss Dongfang Ruo's premonition. , Mr. Fang and Miss Dongfang have arrived this afternoon, and it is said... that they are accompanied by Teacher Huiqing, who has been living in seclusion in Mount Emei... "

"Huiqing..." Upon hearing this name, Ying Haisheng on the other side of the screen frowned, "Given how much she cares about that little girl, this is not surprising. Things will become very difficult for you. You must not let them know your purpose, and you must not have a direct conflict. I will continue to send five groups of people up, led by Ke Fangyu, and you must cooperate with his work."

"Yes... In addition, we noticed that Ye Lingjing returned to Jianghai at seven o'clock yesterday afternoon..."

"Ye Lingjing? That's..."

"One of Gu Jiaming's former girlfriends went to the Vienna Conservatory of Music to study piano four years ago. You once asked us to pay attention to the movements of these people."

Ying Haisheng was silent for a moment: "Gu Jiaming is dead. Ignore her for now, you should do your best to do the job at hand now. The dust of the sky... must not be allowed to be obtained by the prophetess..."

"yes."

After the connection is disconnected. The man in front of the screen was silent for a long time, frowned slightly, and looked out the window aside: "Ke Fangyu... hum..."

He turned around and took two steps, and was about to turn off the lights when he suddenly stopped by the door. He turned around as if he heard something, then shook his head, and the lights in the room went out. A gunshot suddenly came from below, a noisy sound...

He quickly pulled out his pistol and rushed to the window in a few steps. The light shook the scattered figures. There was chaos below. There was a body floating on the swimming pool. Blood spread on the water. Then there was another gunshot. He Raise your hand and press the intercom. He lowered his voice: "What's going on..."

"No, I don't know..."

"Can't see the enemy..."

"Axiang and Ale are dead..."

Before he finished speaking, a huge vibration suddenly came from below, as if a car had knocked down the wall, and the lighting in the entire villa shook. As he turned around and was about to walk out, there was the sound of glass breaking behind him, and a sharp pain penetrated his body. The bright sword tip pierced out of his chest, and blood dripped...

"Well……"

The next moment, the sword edge was retracted, and blood surged into his mouth. He turned around slowly. Outside the window was the peaceful sea, with the bright moon hanging on the sea emitting soft light. A European man in a white tuxedo stood in the void outside the window. The man had blond hair tied into a ponytail, soft green eyes, and the silver rapier reflected the moonlight. The man was wiping it with a handkerchief, and then nodded and smiled at him like a gentleman - this was the last scene he saw. The ground was in chaos, with short black figures scurrying left and right like trapped animals. This is a special day.

A group of guards rushed through the passage. When he disappeared around the corner, the wall next to him suddenly collapsed. It turned into stone powder on the ground, and the short figure struggled for a long time before getting up, panting from exhaustion. In the flickering light, a wrinkled face was reflected, like an old man who was hundreds of years old.

After carefully examining the surrounding environment, he knew that this time was different from the last time in Europe. That time he recovered his strength after a long period of recuperation before breaking through, and the other party already knew his strength. During this time, these people had been using drugs to put him into a dazed state or draining a large amount of his blood. (Junzitang's first post) This time, he didn't know what was wrong with the base. The machine suddenly broke down, and he finally found a chance to break out.

"As long as...as long as I can get out...kill you all...I must kill you all..."

It has been many years since I have experienced such an embarrassing thing. Ever since I met the little boy holding a box in the ancient catacombs nearly ten years ago, bad luck seemed to be hanging over my head. He went from one laboratory to another and fell asleep on and off so many times. But it doesn't matter. He has almost endless life. As long as he can regain his strength, everything will be fine... As long as he can go out this time, he will definitely be careful no matter how small he is.

With such thoughts, he broke through several layers of guards, and then he realized something - it seemed that another group of people had also invaded the base. When he passed through a short passage, he suddenly spotted a figure in front of him. Shaking, a large group of guards were rushing over from that side. Just as he was about to turn around, several figures were painted into two sections on the wall, as if even the shadows had been cut by invisible sharp blades. A certain familiar feeling came from the bottom of my heart. As we ascended, the sound of footsteps - the sound of high heels - came from the passage ahead.

Then, a black figure walked out from over there.

The woman had a high collar, a long and gorgeous black cloak, wavy black hair, beautiful eyes as cold as daggers, and lips as red as blood. When she saw him, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. arc of laughter. With a sound of stepping, the figure had already crossed a distance of more than ten meters.

"long time no see……"

"dimension……"

The dwarf's body trembled uncontrollably, and he turned around to leave. The phantom flashed, and the woman was already in front of him. He grabbed his skinny neck and pinned him against the wall behind him with one hand.

"Earl...I miss you very much..."

"Victoria...Victoria..."

"I'm so glad you still remember my name..."

That stunningly beautiful face came close to her eyes, and the woman named Victoria exhaled like a blue breath. Examine his face with a smile. Although the woman in front of him was so beautiful, the count seemed to feel only endless fear at this moment.

"I, I, I...I can explain, I have been..."

"Is it a natural limitation? You were just short before, but now... it really makes me feel sick..." Ignoring what he said, the woman looked at him several times, then turned his head to the side, and let go of the dwarf with her slender fingers. neck. With a scream of fear, he opened his mouth and took a bite...

Half a minute later, the count's body fell to the ground. The woman closed her eyes, raised her head in a selfless manner, and spit out blood-red mist.

Under the same night sky, the streets of Hong Kong.

The car drove back to the hotel. It was almost midnight, and Mu Qingqing and others got out of the car.

"Ms. Fang is really enthusiastic, signed photos, and the limited edition CD she promised to give me. It's really great." Mo Mo hugged the photo and looked at it countless times in the car. At this time, it was still She couldn't help but want to kiss him more, and then looked at Jiaming who was silent on the side, "She must have owed Gu Jiaming a lot of money before..."

Ding Xiong smiled: "It can be seen from what he said later that Jiaming must have been a very capable songwriter in the past. He must have helped Miss Fang a lot. By the way, there were rumors before. Miss Fang's boyfriend My friend was a song writer. Did he break up later? Could it be him?"

"It's not good at all." Mo Mo shrugged, "Miss Fang's boyfriend is also writing songs now. And his name is not Gu Jiaming."

With their own questions, they said goodbye at the door of the hotel. Xiaopang wanted to send Mo Mo home, and Ding Xiong planned to go out for a drink, so only Mu Qingqing and Jiaming took the elevator upstairs. In the elevator with no one else around, Mu Qingqing frowned and looked at Jiaming several times: "Who are you? Really, Fang Yusi even knows you. You are so enthusiastic..."

Such questions remain unanswered. Their room was on the fifth floor of the hotel, and they got out of the elevator. Each took out the key. Since Jiaming does not have any problems in taking care of himself, and with Ding Xiong here, the two of them naturally cannot live together to avoid ambiguity. They each have a room, she is 512, and Jiaming is 5 On the 14th, Mu Qingqing said good night as he opened the door. For some reason, Jiaming inserted the card key into the door lock but did not push it open. This action didn't last long. Mu Qingqing entered the room and vaguely felt that something was wrong. The moment she was about to close the door, a loud bang shook the whole room, air flow flew in, and she was thrown away. On the ground. .

bomb……

Due to professional habits, she subconsciously judged the cause of this incident, struggled to get up, her ears were buzzing, her thoughts were confused, billowing smoke, several pictures flashed in her mind, she was Suddenly he was stunned in the dust.

On May 14th, the explosion came out over there!

Covering your mouth and nose, you rushed out. The entire passage was shrouded in smoke and dust. The air was filled with the smell of sulfur and burning. The siren rang, and the lights in the corridor made a crackling sound. The light dimmed uncertainly. When she opened her mouth, she choked on the dust.

"Cough----cough----Gu Jiaming---Gu Jiaming----"

After shouting a few words, she ran to the door of the room. It was indeed Room 514. The explosion was the most serious here. The flames burned up, the alarm sounded, and then the fire sprinkler began to spray water. Amidst the thick smoke, Mu Qingqing quickly moved away the door panels and debris that had been thrown away, and rushed in towards the door that was still on fire. She screamed with difficulty and began to look for Qijia Ming's whereabouts...

Soon after, a man wearing a sunhat below the hotel spit out his chewing gum, left the crowd of onlookers, took out his mobile phone and started making a call.

"Hey, Aqiang, it's done... At least one policeman from the mainland died. If there are more, it's their fault. There's nothing I can do about it, but there's one thing... There's an error in the report. This time They came not with two people, but with three people. Well, they just found a room to put them in... ok. Anyway, no matter what, they can't deal with what happened this time... The main thing is that you have to hide well, Da Fei is looking for you everywhere now. Min Kun wants to borrow a knife to kill people again. To be honest, it is really unwise to do this kind of thing... Now let them go dog-eat-dog. The police will never let them go. This time, they will escape if they don't die. A layer of skin...I think the most important thing is that you really have to run away and leave Hong Kong now..."

Cars were passing by on the roadside, and he was talking on the phone while walking through the crowded crowd. After turning two streets, I suddenly felt something was wrong. I glanced behind me and found nothing, then I frowned and continued walking.

After turning two streets, there were already fewer people. He frowned and looked back again. A Snoopy came into view, evoking a familiar feeling. Jiaming was not far behind him. She looked at him indifferently, and she had already looked behind him like this for several streets.

"You are fucking sick, why are you following me! Do you owe k..."

He pointed at Jiaming a few times, and just as he was closing the distance, his fingers suddenly hung in the air, trying to remember - although he couldn't see clearly before, this person seemed to be one of those policemen... for a few seconds After planting, turn around and run!

Turning into the alley next to him, he looked back and saw that figure seemed to be looking at him faintly among the crowd in the alley. After rushing across the street on that side, looking back, the man still seemed to be mixed in the crowd, rushing through the small park in front of the apartment building. Then he rushed into the alley and climbed over the wall - after passing a few streets and making sure that the other party was not following him, he stopped panting in a certain alley.

"He...fuck, things are getting big now..."

After the shock subsided, he breathed heavily for a while, took out three cigarettes from his pocket, lit them together, and took a long puff. Get up to leave. A few meters away from him, the figure stood there. The man put his hands into his trouser pockets, frowned slightly, and had a big Snoopy painted on his clothes.

"You..." He hesitated for a moment, and saw that the other party's hands were still in his pockets, and he quickly picked up a steel pipe in the pile of debris next to him, and swung it with a stick. Halfway through the swing, the steel pipe that had exerted all its strength stopped directly in the air. The man grabbed the steel pipe with one hand, and no matter how hard he tried, it remained motionless like a rock.

Letting go of the steel pipe, he took a few steps back, with beads of sweat on his face. Then, he suddenly pulled open his coat: "You... don't mess around, or we'll all die together..." There was something still in the coat. Several sticks of homemade explosives were hung, but before he finished speaking, the steel pipe in front of him suddenly swayed, followed by countless crackling sounds. In that moment, he didn't know how many times he was hit hard, two or three times in total. Seconds later, his body fell to the ground inexplicably. The severe pain entered his mind just now. He didn't know how many bones in his body were broken. His hands must have been completely broken. Unable to move, the man walked up to him, took off his coat, then wrapped circles of explosives around his head, and slowly wrapped his head...

Soon, Jia Ming walked out of the alley. In the dark alley, there was a huge explosion. While the crowd was in chaos, he disappeared in the direction he came and went.

After returning to the hotel a few minutes later, the police had arrived. When they went upstairs, there was another chaos. Xiaopang and Momo came back here again. Mu Qingqing was sitting on a chair next to the corridor, probably sprinkled with water to extinguish the fire. His whole body was wet, he was wearing a coat, his long hair was hanging down like waterweed, and he felt quite disheveled. Seeing him appear, everyone was confused for a long time, and then Ding Xiong came over shouting: "Where are you running? Go, did you know that everyone is worried about you?"

Mu Qingqing raised her head and looked at him for a while, then suddenly leaned down, closed her eyes and took a few long breaths, feeling relieved. Even after repeating this, she waved her hand over and took Jiaming's hand: "No, no, no." Don't... don't talk about him, he's probably scared. As long as it's okay... Just be okay... Oh my god, this time it really scared me to death..."

She pulled Jia Ming to sit on the chair for a while. Others asked Jia Ming about the process, but naturally they couldn't get any answers. Feeling that she was a little embarrassed now, Mu Qingqing stood up: "I'm going to sort it out first. It's a mess now." ..." Only then did he let go of Jiaming's hand, "No matter what, I want to intervene in this matter. Please tell Inspector Mu. Don't worry, I won't mess around, but I almost got bombed. Death, I think I should at least have the right to know.”

"I understand." Xiaopang smiled, "The inspector just called and told you about this. He is on his way over and will tell you later."

"Thank you." After shaking hands, Mu Qingqing hugged Jiaming's shoulders, then turned and returned to the room.

The next morning, Jianghai.

When he woke up, he heard a noise coming from the utility room. Ye Han walked over and saw Lingjing wearing a long white dress, squatting there and rummaging for things, and then forcefully pulled out a hoe from the middle. . Turning around, she also saw her father standing there.

Ye Han didn't sleep well that night, including Duan Jingxian. Of course, maybe Lingjing was the one who slept the least. In just one night, she looked like she had lost weight. Her body was wrapped in that long skirt and was thin. It feels like it's about to fly. Ye Han sighed: "Lingjing, there are ashes in the tomb..."

Lingjing's shoulders slumped, and she bit her lower lip gently. Her eyes turned slightly to the side, and then tears flowed down again. She wiped away her tears and walked to Ye Han's arms to continue crying.

"Dad, I really want to see him..."

I finished typing this at 23:58, and I should have posted it on the 23rd, so maybe I should say, it was my birthday yesterday, and I wish you all a happy birthday^^

Well, starting from today, I can officially declare that I am twenty-four years old. Suddenly I am one year older. I am very sad.

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