Chapter 38: The Firefall of the Strange Dagger

The atmosphere was a little awkward, Qin Feng knew that he had fallen into the pit, but he still had to make a smile.

Mei Hui's mobile phone rang, and it was an assistant calling, saying that there was Qin Feng's courier.

Qin Dashao left in a hurry, so he didn't think much about it, and just trotted away.

When he got the package, he realized that he didn't seem to have purchased anything online, and the sender's column was empty.

I wipe, is it a parcel bomb?

It is possible that it was sent by someone who gave birth to the door, and this was his first reaction. But after a closer look at the outer packaging, the weight of the package does not look like a bomb.

He took the package into his office and slowly cut it open with a bamboo knife.

The bamboo knife is insulated, so even if it is a bomb inside, it will not explode if it touches the wire.

As the outer package was opened, there was a mass of newspaper inside, and by now he was completely sure that it was not explosive.

The weight of the newspaper group was a bit heavy, and when he held it in his hand, he had an inexplicable sense of familiarity, which made him very puzzled.

The newspaper is the most ordinary "Yinmin Daily", which is available all over the country, and there is no problem with the date on it, it was published a few days ago.

When he opened the newspaper ball, his heart couldn't help but beat faster when the contents were exposed.

It was a golden hook shape, and he couldn't help but reach out to touch it, and it was warm and moist, and it didn't have the cold feeling of ordinary metal.

He tore open the rest of the newspaper, and there was a bone-shaped metal utensil, golden on both sides, with irregular lines, and a dazzling red and blue color in the middle, like a cloud in the sky.

The shape is exquisite, with a strong post-modern color, and the yellow end is inlaid with round black protrusions.

Qin Feng picked it up, rubbed it with his hand for a while, and said to himself, "Why did you appear? Could it be that someone went to the ruins of Death Island, but who would know that you are mine?"

He skillfully pressed the black protrusions, and with a crisp sound, the golden blade automatically popped out, with irregular and strange ornaments on the blade, with a strong sense of erosion of time. The blade takes on an eerie arc, with the back of the blade slightly upturned, forming an optimal angle to the back hilt.

It was a dagger with the name Firefall.

Legend has it that it was made by a farmer in the 17th century from a meteorite that fell from the sky, and because of its peculiar material, it kept a constant temperature of 20 degrees Celsius no matter what the temperature was, and the wound cut with this knife would bleed incessantly.

The farmer's wife and children died in the knife, which he gave to a passing monk, who also died during the trip.

Among the top ten weird daggers in Shijie, Firefall ranks third.

Two years ago, Firefall became Qin Feng's personal weapon, and in the three SSS-class missions he completed, the head of the British MI6 and the leader of the Mafia were all killed by this knife.

It can be said that without Firefall, these two SSS-class missions would be difficult to complete.

For him, Firefall is more than just a dagger, it has a lot of meaning.

Before he triggered the self-destruct system, he deliberately left Firefall in his room, so that even if someone was lucky enough to escape, they would think that he was dead when they saw Firefall.

Moreover, even if no one finds it from the ruins, and the firefall never reappears, who would have thought that the person who destroyed Death Island was a beacon demon.

One would think that the Beacon Demon would fall along with Death Island, and that there would be no such person in the world.

But now, Firefall has not only reappeared, but has also been returned to his hands.

Even on Death Island, there are very few people who know that he has Firefall, and it is limited to a few high-level people. Now it seems that someone knows that he destroyed Dead Island, and knows everything about what happened to him afterwards.

Who it was, Qin Feng didn't have a clue at all, his forehead was already full of cold sweat.

He walked to the computer, opened the courier company's web page, and entered it according to the tracking number on the outer package.

According to the tracking data, the origin is a small pick-up point in Beijing, and after arriving in Pingyuan City, it is distributed to the corresponding district, and then the delivery is carried out by the courier.

"Who the hell is it, what do you want to do?" Qin Feng's heart was a little confused.

These days, he has become accustomed to being an ordinary person and never wants to go back to his old life.

Moreover, things are definitely not that simple, Death Island is destroyed in his hands, even if he is willing to go back to be a killer, I am afraid that the first thing he will have to face is an endless hunt.

Dead Island is a large organization, and no one can guarantee that there will be any branches other than those people and facilities on the island.

As the saying goes, if you have no desire, you are strong, and he didn't have any worries in the past, so he could complete SSS-level tasks again and again. This time is different, he has a new identity, with confidants like Mei Hui and Fang Fang, and loyal followers like Hou Bao, so it is impossible for him to be like before, no matter what he does, he can have no scruples.

Since the other party can send things here, it means that they have everything related to him.

He paced around the office, puzzled.

Before he started, he received definite news that all the members of Dead Island had been recalled, which prompted him to make up his mind.

You must know that cutting the grass does not eradicate the roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows, and he doesn't want to hide from the sight of other members after he is free, it must be very miserable.

If he can't be truly free, he certainly won't touch the self-destructing system.

After the explosion on Dead Island, he did not leave immediately, but hid in a secret location and waited for seventy-two hours. After making sure that there was no second person crawling out of the rubble like him, he was relieved to hit the road.

And when he left, he didn't leave any clues, even if there happened to be a spy satellite overhead, it would not be possible to detect his whereabouts.

Careful care is the basis for his survival over the years.

Now he has a feeling of joy and sadness, thinking that he had deceived Quan Shijie, but in the end he found out that it was just his wishful thinking.

"No, you have to figure out who is sending it. He slammed his fist on the desk and muttered to himself: "Since Lao Tzu can destroy you once, he can destroy it a second time!"

I feel the need to contact He Muqing, although I still don't know the true identity of this girl, but I can also judge that there is Shili behind this girl, you might as well find the person who sent things through her.

He even had a feeling that this matter had something to do with He Muqing.

Yes, it may be that she doubted Qin Feng's identity, so she made a mystery and sent the physical evidence found from Death Island to make him mess up.

Qin Feng took a deep breath and dialed the phone number left for him by He Meinu last time.