Night.

Castle.

Here, red blankets are embroidered with gold stripes, and white statues are carved with giant beasts. The walls are bluestone walls, the doors are plug-in doors, and the outside of the castle is surrounded by mountains, verdant and green. The whole castle exudes a decayed, ancient atmosphere.

No matter how weird it is, there's always someone who likes it.

Here, of course, live people who like it.

His face was like a piece of rotten wood, his sparse gray hair was wearing a gold-wire monocle, and his clothes were meticulous, and he was an old earl in ancient times.

At the moment, he was enjoying his dinner.

A loaf of bread, an egg, a ham, a glass of milk, a carton of caviar.

His dinner never changes, even the time he eats, his posture does not change.

Every time he finished, he would leave half a loaf of bread and half a ham for his pet to eat, and he didn't break it for a day.

He wiped his lips lightly with a tissue, and then beckoned his servant to pour himself a glass of red wine.

"Let's da, da, da".

The eerie silence was broken by the sound of hurried footsteps.

In the past, he would never let anyone disturb his dinner, but today is different.

"How's it going?"

"Back to the lord, everything is going well, they will be here soon!"

"Hmm. That's a good job. His tone was warm and magnetic: "You can go down." ”

"Yes. The man's lips moved, as if to say something, but he gave up and got up to leave.

But the old man's eyes could not contain sand, and the posture of the subordinate was like an elephant mixed in with a swarm of ants in his eyes. He doesn't like anything incongruous.

"You know, if you don't report something, you will be punished!"

As if frozen, the man stopped his steps in an instant, and then quickly turned around and knelt down, sweat dripping uncontrollably, and his words became intermittent, as if he had thought of something extremely terrible.

"No, no, sir, I just got a message that I don't think he's very important. ”

"Say!"

"Yes, yes!" he swallowed, "Two days ago, I received the news that 031 had been accidentally killed at the University of Cripple. According to the inspection report, he was killed at 12:45 minutes. However, after comparing the wound and the residual aura around it, it was found that Subject 54 had killed him. ”

"Subject 54?" his brow furrowed, then stretched out again, "It's the test subject." ”

"Yes, he's been holding us back these days, and we're tired of it. ”

"You said 031 was killed by him?"

"Yes, sir. ”

The old gentleman stood up and began to pace in the dining room. He likes to take a walk whenever he thinks about a problem, and he always thinks that it will improve blood circulation.

"How did Number 54 know about the existence of Number 031?"

"This ......," the man paused, "probably something he knew before." ”

The old lord groaned slightly, "Who did he meet before he died?"

The man replied, "He had been in the classroom before, and then he went to play ball with other people, and then he ate with other people at noon, and drank a lot." ”

"Eat? and whom?"

"A tall young man, who is said to be a freshman who has just entered the school. ”

"Have you looked up where he came from?"

"I checked it, and his origin is normal. And recently joined us. ”

The old gentleman listened quietly, but he always felt that something was wrong. He's the kind of person who won't let go of the slightest problem.

"In which cafeteria did he eat and when did he leave?"

"It's in the Nanfeng cafeteria, and according to the surveillance, it left at 12:40. ”

"Where is that toilet? ”

"It's in an empty street. ”

"Hmph!" said the old lord angrily, "as far as I know, Yikong Street is at least five hundred meters away from the Nanfeng Canteen in a straight line. No. 031 is five minutes away from Ichikong Street. Why would a person who has drunk a lot run so fast?"

"This ......"

The old man's mind was fully expanded, the death of No. 031 was a little suspicious, why did he go so fast? I thought that he should have encountered some major news, so he had to hurry back to deliver the news to us, but in the end he was killed by No. 54. Since it is the mouth of No. 54, is this important news related to No. 54? No, he can't see anyone now, it can't be him. Well, there is another force that intervenes in this matter!

Eighty percent is the father of target No. 3 and asks someone to come to his son.

"Hehe, it seems that someone is eyeing us. ”

The old gentleman said to himself, "They are still slower than I thought. The moonlight shone on his face, making his face even paler.

"Sir, I recently heard that the people from the sixth game are coming, could it be them?"

"No, I'm afraid it's someone else. ”

The old gentleman stood in front of the windowsill, his dark pupils melting into the dark night sky.

There was already his undercover agent in the sixth game, and if he had come earlier, he would have come to the news a long time ago.

The water in the southwest is getting muddy.

"You go, activate 003 and 001. ”

"Do you want to ......?"

"Not bad. The old lord smiled confidently, "One rat poop is enough to spoil a pot of porridge, let alone two?" Now the situation is like a pool of stagnant water, rather than let them mess up, it is better for us to take the first step." Perhaps, we will have unexpected gains! By the way, let me find out who he hired to participate in this!"

"Yes, sir!"

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The days of black boxing have long passed, and Li Feihong naturally got the recommendation of General Manager Luo, and within a few days, a special car of Sangbao Lala Company drove to Xitui University. The Shangsang Baoye Club of Xitui University also held a farewell party and sent Li Feihong away with great fanfare. The president of Sambaoye personally took her hand and praised him as the first member of the club in the school to come to Sampaola's company in the shortest time, and asked other members to learn more from him.

Cars have climbed mountains, crossed rivers, visited mist and dense forests. Finally, they arrived at Jucheng.

The beauty of Kikujo is undeniable. Although it is only September, there are still many colorful chrysanthemums in bloom. Everything here looks so good, even the city walls are covered with flowers.

Perhaps, this is the legendary fairy city.

The group walked around the city and finally got out of the car at a gate.

Looking at the five gilded characters of the huge "Sanpaola Intermediary" on the door, Li Feihong's heart couldn't help but waver.

Sampaola, I'm finally here!