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Killing Guihai Youde, Yang Tang consciously removed harm for the people, but he didn't know that this move was quite suspicious of adding to his own problems. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The only thing to be thankful for is that since Guihai Youde died in the embassy area, five blocks away from the Matsui Building, no one suspected Yang Tang at all, so he pretended to be the cleaning staff of the building and left unnoticed.

At midnight, Yang Tang took a ride to Haneda Airport.

Now Yang Tang has roughly figured out the use of the ring ring storage compartment, and now he still has dark gold coins in the first square, and two large bags in the second and third squares, a large package of commonly used items, and a large package of contraband such as daggers, bows, arrows, and imitation guns.

Of course, for the convenience of access, the contents of the large bag are divided into several small bags, such as a small bag of clothes, two notebooks into one small bag, and transfer items such as unicorn pendants into another small bag...... It's all in the No. 2 bag. As for the No. 3 bag, the largest one now is a replica gun and a dozen replica magazines, while the rest of the packets contain bows, crossbows, daggers, and even a real USP pistol and three magazines that were brought back from the slave dealer's house.

In this way, Yang Tang emptied the fourth storage compartment for emergencies, so after changing the e-ticket, when he passed through the security check, he had no other luggage except for documents, mobile phones, keychains and other small items. This naturally caused the surprise of the security inspectors, but the problem was that after checking three times, he still couldn't find anything wrong with Yang Tang, so he had to pass the security check without anything.

Entering the waiting hall, Yang Tang casually found a corner to sit down, and heard nearby passengers gathering to discuss the "Embassy Block Dumping Door" incident.

Why is it called the "Dumping Gate"? Because there are living people and there are dead people, it is called the door of the meat ticket and the door of the living dead...... It's better to call it a "dumping door". For such an explanation, Yang Tang can only say hehe, as a witness of the entire "dumping door" incident, he naturally has the most right to speak, but he disdains to talk nonsense to the passengers around him, but instead takes out his mobile phone and connects to the Internet.

At the same time, the headlines of various portals on the Internet, the major irrigation forums, and Yibo were all frantically breaking the news about the dumping door in the Tokyo embassy district, and some of them also said that they had noses and eyes, as if the owner of the post was present at the time, plus countless malicious speculations, saying that Xiao Yu was studying the third generation of humanoid biochemical weapons, and Yang Tang couldn't help but laugh.

Yang Tang didn't know whether Xiao Yueben was studying weapons or not, he only knew that judging from the poor environment of the scene at that time, there should be no such possibility. As for other deep mountains and old forests, if the little devil harbors evil intentions, then he doesn't dare to pack tickets.

At one o'clock in the morning, the ticket check-in begins.

Yang Tang boarded the flight smoothly.

The plane's engines warmed up longer than expected, about 1:40 before the plane slid off the runway and into the night sky.

More than three hours later, Yang Tang's night flight finally landed smoothly at Shenhai Pudong Airport.

Fortunately, it was summer, Yang Tang bought a thin blanket nearby, found a vacant seat in the airport lobby to sleep, did not wake up until seven o'clock in the morning, and went to change the e-ticket for the direct flight to Wudu that had been booked before, and quickly passed the security check with the blanket and continued to sleep.

At half past eight, the passenger plane to Wudu flew to the sky on time with Yang Tang, and three hours later, the flight landed safely at Wudu Jiangbei Airport.

Subsequently, Yang Tang was too lazy to toss, so he called a taxi and went directly to the old campus of Wu University.

When I entered the house, my parents were eating lunch, Yang Tang said that he was not hungry, so he took a shower and blew his head, and went back to the room to continue sleeping.

At dinner, Yang Tang took out the fund contract he bought for his parents and pushed them respectively.

"What is this?" Yang Jixue took the contract and flipped through it, "Fund? What are you buying this kind of thing to throw money on the street? And you bought 20 million? Where did you get so much money?"

Yang Tang explained a lot before calming down the second elder: "Parents, my son is not short of money now, I will not be at home in the future, in case there is an urgent matter at home to use money, this far water will not quench the thirst! ”

Seeing that Yang Tang had said everything about this, Yang Jixue and Yang's mother finally didn't brush off his kindness anymore and obediently accepted the contract.

"By the way, Xiaohong, you have been out for more than half a month, and the admission notice of Xiaoduan has come down, just our undergraduate, but I estimate that his score can only be assigned to the mining department!"

"Yibin's score has just crossed the line, it's good to be in the fog, what's the matter?

Mother Yang said: "The Duan family wants to invite our family to have a meal, thank us for our help, and at the same time want to ask if there is a way to transfer Xiaoduan to a relatively better professional ......"

"Hehe, it's so good!" Yang Tang laughed sarcastically without knowing whether to praise or sneer, "By the way, Dad, has my notice come down?"

"Soon, the admission list on the official website of Beijing University has been posted, there are you! I believe that the notice will arrive in the next few days......" Before he finished speaking, he heard someone knock on the door.

"Who?"

Someone outside the door responded: "Yang Tang's express!"

Yang Tang glanced at his parents, and took the initiative to stand up to stop Yang's mother who wanted to get up: "I'll open the door." "I opened the door with vigilance, but it turned out that there was really a courier outside the door.

"Yang Tang?"

"I am..."

"Your package, please sign for it!"

Yang Tang took the package and signed it, and asked casually: "What's inside?"

"I don't know, I'm only responsible for delivery, it should be a contract or something!" the courier said, tearing the stub to Yang Tang, and quickly flashed.

Yang Tang closed the door, turned around and found a pair of scissors to open the express package, and was immediately happy.

"What is it?" Yang Jixue asked.

"Notice from Beijing University!" Yang Tang couldn't help but take out the notice and began to read, "Yujing University Admission Notice, number XXXXXX, Yang Tang, our school has decided to admit you to the [History] College (Department) [History] major to study. Please report to the school on time on 2 September 2000 with this notice. ”

"Okay, okay, in this way, I can be regarded as comforted. Dad Yang couldn't help but sigh.

Yang's mother was a little dissatisfied: "It's a pity that this major is too poor, what kind of history do you study!"

Yang Tang hurriedly comforted: "Mom, your son likes to study history, and now our family is not short of money, what's wrong with studying history?"

Mother Yang was stunned for a moment and said, "That's the same, with the brand of Beijing University, maybe you can stay in Beijing to work after graduation!"

"Then I'll buy a big house and take all of you and ......"

It was also when Yang Tang was looking forward to the future, far away in Tokyo, in the secret research room of the Shenjing Mansion.

Guihai Youde's sieve-beaten corpse was resting on the dissecting table, and after the two white coats next to him examined it, they did not use the knife, but shook their heads.

"Doctor Pinggu, what's the problem?"

"This corpse doesn't need to be examined, not long ago my assistant Nomura and I have dissected no less than ten corpses with the same fatal injuries!"

"Huh, where was the autopsy?"

"Metropolitan Police Department Coroner's Room. ”

"Dr. Pinggu, are you referring to the 'Dumping Door' incident?"

"Yes, the fatal gunshot wounds suffered by those traffickers are exactly the same as the corpse in front of them, both of which were penetrating wounds caused by Bibi bullets......

"Bibi bullet?!"

The people of the Deep Well Mansion were all dumbfounded.

After Pingya and his assistant left, Okita, the person in charge of the scene, said: "You gentlemen please keep the conversation absolutely confidential, and the audio tape will be kept by me, and no copies are allowed!"

"Hi. ”

A quarter of an hour later, the curator's office.

"Okita-kun, why are you in such a hurry to ask to see me?"

Okita hurriedly told the curator the death of the trafficker and the death of Guihai Yude to the curator Fukai Shishiro and Pan one by one.

Originally, Guihai Youde only belonged to the peripheral personnel of the Shenjing Mansion, and if he died, he would die, for the Shenjing Mansion, it would neither hurt his muscles nor move his bones, and Fukai Shishiro didn't know or care about Guihai Youde's death before this. But the problem is, as soon as Okita brought up the death of Guikai, Fukai immediately became alert: "Okita-kun, what do you think?"

"There is no connection between the death of the trafficker and the death of the return to the sea, except that the gunshot wound is the same. Okita analyzed, "On the surface, these two things don't seem to be the same way at all, but if the slave cartel and Guikai-san have both handled the same thing, and there are masters who want to get it back, then it makes sense." ”

"The same thing, you mean...... Intelligence!?"

"Hey, that's a possibility, Curator!"

"What kind of information is that?" said Shiro Fukai, rubbing his chin.

Okita said: "This is necessary to check the information of Guikai-san, who has been in charge of the 'postman' over the years. ”

Fukai Shishiro waved his hand and said: "At the level of returning to the sea, the information that our mansion let him carry may not be able to arouse the interest of the master......

"What do you mean......, Curator?"

"Isn't Guihai still a senior business spy? Find a way to get the business intelligence he has handled in the last three months, conduct an in-depth re-analysis, and see if there is anything missing. ”

"Hey, I'll do it right away!"

The Okita group is analyzing.

[Is it feasible to charge for the Internet ranking mechanism......

[Do you want to sell a lot of copper in the afternoon?]

[Shenhai City Government intends to completely renovate traffic speed measurement and filming equipment......]

E is equal to MC squared......]

[Please call the number 95959 during afternoon tea......]

[Boss Wang will arrive at the club on time at 4:10 p.m. every day......]

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