Hawaii, Honolulu International Airport, coconut palms, the sea breeze, Kunlun boarded the Northwest Airlines flight to New York, he is a superman, but not a god, he can't fly to New York on his own wings, he must rely on mortal transportation.

The list of flight information passengers is public, and if a certain force wants to kill Kunlun, then a plane full of passengers mainly American citizens will make them fearful.

Of course, this is out of kindness and naïve thinking, politicians don't care about hundreds of lives on a flight, but they must care about more important existence, if Kunlun is killed, maybe face the risk of sinking a US aircraft carrier, or the detonation of a nuclear bomb, the leakage of a chemical plant This kind of huge disaster, no one dares to take the risk.

New Jersey, Newark Airport, Kunlun came out of the exit and saw Ji Yufan waiting outside, both of them wearing fisherman hats and sunglasses, covering their faces, because they are both well-known in international metropolises, and they will meet fans if they are not careful.

Ji Yufan flew from London to New York on the front foot, and the landing airport was Kennedy, he passed through New York City to pick up Kunlun, and tried his best to express goodwill and sincerity.

The two took a yellow taxi unique to New York, although New York is a first-class metropolis, but in order to protect the labor opportunities of low-level workers, there are still a large number of manned taxis, the driver is a Pakistani immigrant, silent, but when he heard the two passengers talking to each other in Chinese, he extended his thumbs up: "Hello Chinese friend." ”

The destination was a private hospital, where Charles Campbell was treated, that is, Chris, who was killed by Kunlun for the second time, although his life was saved, but his injuries were serious, and he has not been discharged from the hospital.

The Society of Science is an independent society and is not under the jurisdiction of the Knights Templar, so Ji Yufan could not guarantee anything, he only provided Campbell's address and security details.

The private hospital is on the top three floors of a skyscraper in Manhattan, close to Central Park, and the security is very tight, in fact there is only one patient in the hospital, Campbell, so the appearance of any unfamiliar face will cause the alarm to be triggered, in addition to the normal security personnel, Campbell also hired five former New York SWAT, in the metropolis, the army's special forces are not necessarily better than the special police, the elevator of the hospital is independent, and the identity needs to be checked to enter and exit, so it can be said that a fly can't fly in.

But these security facilities were useless to Kunlun, he waited until it was dark, and then climbed to the top floor of an adjacent building with Ji Yufan, the neon lights of Manhattan were so bright that no one noticed a black figure quietly streaked through the air.

Ji Yufan held the binoculars and watched Kunlun fly to the window of the opposite building, and calmly opened the window and went in, there is no doubt that the security system has been invaded, otherwise the alarm would have sounded a long time ago.

Charles Campbell, who lies in a hospital bed and can control a computer with just the movement of his eyeballs, is a genius in this area, but unfortunately he has a stronger opponent.

Kunlun took a bouquet of flowers from the vase in the hallway and walked into the hospital room, with two bodyguards lying behind him, both of whom were knocked unconscious and would not interfere with the rest of the conversation.

When Campbell saw Kunlun coming in, his pupils constricted to call the police, but the warning signal did not come out, he realized that he had failed, and he was willing to gamble and lose is a commendable demeanor, and Campbell has it.

"Sit down, can we talk before you kill me again?" said Campbell, or Chris.

"Then let's talk about you, why are you so hard to kill?" Kunlun put the flower on the side of the hospital bed and found a chair to sit down.

"Talented, I think, there are many inexplicable things in this world, only God knows the reason, and then it's time for me to ask, how did you make the nuclear submarine lose contact?"

"By chance, I crossed the pinnacle of human science. ”

"Well, as if you didn't say it, it's your turn to ask. ”

"Who were you before you became Chris?"

Campbell's blue eyes flashed with a hint of sadness, and his long eyelashes trembled: " I remember the day I died, they invited me to a feast, I ate eight pieces of cake and drank a bottle of wine, all of which were highly poisonous, but they didn't poison me, they were so angry that they shot me with a nagan revolver, which pierced my lungs, grazed my heart and left me in my liver, and I was wounded and fled, and they chased me out and shot me, and hit me in the head, just like you, you people always like to hit me in the head, and they dragged me back and hit me on the head with dumbbells, and finally I fell unconscious, and they threw me into the Neva, and it was December in Moscow, and I struggled to swim ashore, but there was a frozen river overhead, and I was drowned alive。 ”

Kunlun read a large number of historical documents, and based on this description, he had already guessed who Chris was in his previous life, and he said: "Didn't you live for more than 400 years, Rasputin was born in 1869, and it is less than 200 years now, who are you again?"

Campbell said with a sigh of relief: "I used to be a minor nobleman in Transylvania, and there was nothing worth mentioning. ”

Kunlun said: "From a vampire to a demon monk who wreaked havoc on an empire, to a serial killer who uses an international star as a cover, to a young talent who is proficient in hacking technology, and a cult leader, your character is an evil that keeps pace with the times." ”

"If you kill me, I'll be born again. Campbell said, "Why bother, don't you think I'm getting kinder, at least Charles Campbell hasn't killed anyone." ”

"But you have done many evil things. ”

"Don't you think that if there is no evil in this world, it will be too monotonous, just like the earth where there is no plague, no famine, no war, and the world is always peaceful, do you think such an earth can exist, the creator created a demon like me to balance the world, if you kill me, there will be another good person who will be devoured by the evil in his heart and become a demon to continue to maintain balance. ”

Campbell was full of words and heresies, but Kunlun didn't think it was ridiculous, he looked at Charles Campbell, watching him talk endlessly, and the handsome young man in front of him gradually transformed, into the appearance of Chris, and then into the appearance of Rasputin, a demon monk with a big beard and long hair, and a pair of eyes that seducted people's souls, and then turned to the face of a medieval aristocrat with fair skin and sickly skin, wearing a high-necked embroidered dress, and the corners of his mouth flashed between talking and laughing......

Although he has been reincarnated several times, Campbell still has particles from each lifetime left on his body, and after a large amount of data calculations, he can restore the appearance of the year, but this is a reverse extrapolation when Campbell himself says the answer, otherwise, Kunlun's computing power alone is still not enough to achieve.

"I'll keep an eye on what you do. Kunlun walked to the window, opened the window, and turned back and said, "Come back and kill you at any time." After saying that, he jumped out of the window.

The lights flashed in the guard room, and a group of bodyguards with loaded guns rushed in, only to see the wide open windows and the unharmed employer on the bed, the sirens and all kinds of noise on the street blew in with the night breeze, and the young employer's expression was complicated and difficult to say.

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New York JFK International Airport, Gulfstream G650 special plane parked in the hangar, two young gentlemen sipping champagne, talking, they were waiting for the arrival of a lady, twelve o'clock, the famous painter Lin Haiying arrived, she in her forties does not look much different from twenty years ago, perhaps because of good living habits, she is still lively and cheerful, slim, and two young people with no sense of disobedience.

"It's been a long time since I've been on the Gulfstream. Lin Haiying sighed, she is not the daughter of a huge rich man for a long time, she has been dependent on her mother for her life over the years, and she has broken out of the world, the purpose of this trip, she has listened to Kunlun's introduction, and her heart fluctuates, but she has not shown it on the surface.

Once all the people arrived, Gulfstream taxied onto the runway and prepared for takeoff, a flight across the North Atlantic Ocean to London Heathrow International Airport.

On the plane, the three of them were like old friends who had been reunited for a long time, there were endless words and endless chats, until Lin Haiying was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes and fell asleep on the sofa, Kunlun and Ji Yufan each took a blanket over, looked at each other and smiled.

After the plane landed, Kunlun prepared a racing green old Rover, and the three of them got on the car and drove to West Sussex, where there is a small town called Goodwood, the town has an art festival and a racecourse, a Goodwood racing carnival, and an old manor, in the cemetery where the manor belongs, Wang Haicong is buried.

Summer in Britain is not hot at all, the cemetery is full of wildflowers, and the name of the owner is engraved on the tombstone, Wang Haicong, 1982.10-2008.12.

The three placed flowers in front of the tombstone and observed a moment of silence.

Back at the house, the old English butler came to open the door with the key, and the room was covered with dust, and everything remained the same as it had been twenty years ago.

Ji Yu Fanmo carried everything, sat on the rocking chair and shook it, walked into the kitchen, and accurately took out a bag of tea from the cabinet, which was the Pu'er tea bought back then, and it had been quietly shelved here for twenty years.

The part-time workers from the town cleaned the room, and cooked them afternoon tea, dinner was eaten in the town restaurant, after eating, it was already dark, Britain is a rainy country, the night rain is dripping, the smell of grass and soil wafts, people have a feeling of being close to nature.

Kunlun drove the Rover to the estate, but drove to a nearby airport, a World War II-era military airfield now used by the Aero Club, with a twin-engine propeller plane parked at the end of the runway.

Rover stopped next to the plane, Ji Yufan got out of the car, climbed into the plane, sat in the driver's seat, the rain was still falling, hitting the windshield of the plane, he began to tremble, crying inexplicably, Kunlun saw Wang Haicong's helpless figure that night in him.

"Is he back?" asked Lin Haiying in a low voice.

"He'll slowly get back to himself. Kunlun replied.

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California, Wang Huayun's villa, Mai Junhao helped him recruit service personnel again, it took a day or two, but I didn't expect someone to come so quickly, the doorbell rang, the female nurse went to open the door, and found that it was the little brother who was arrested by the police a few days ago.

The handsome little brother smiled shyly, and the heart of the Mexican female nurse melted, and it didn't matter what wanted criminals or not, she said, "What do you want to drink, sweetheart?"

"Thanks, water. Kunlun entered the door and walked directly to Wang Huayun's bed in the bedroom, Lao Wang was discussing with Mai Junhao about the auction of Gu Guiyi, and when he saw him coming again, he was shocked: "You, you, you, ......."

"In this world, no one can catch me. Kunlun said, "How are you, are you feeling better, I will give you two choices, one, you take the initiative to leave and return Nan Peichen's body to me, and second, I will take you back." ”

Wang Huayun's smile froze on his face, Mai Junhao packed up his papers, bowed his head and walked out of the bedroom, he didn't dare to listen to the conversation between the two.

"I'll go back with you, it's been so many years, I'm homesick...... Wang Huayun sighed, he is a human being in three lives, he has seen things thoroughly, using such a large resource to capture Kunlun, he can actually let him retreat, the struggle has risen to a level that mortals can't understand, what else can he say, any conspiracy is useless.

What surprised him even more was still behind, it stands to reason that Kunlun is a federally wanted murderer and cannot pass through customs, but Los Angeles Customs actually did not stop him, although there is no "exit" link in the United States, but it does not mean that the law enforcement department knows nothing about the information of the exiter, the only explanation is that Kunlun has done everything.

Kunlun's entourage, including Wang Huayun Mai Junhao and a Mexican female nurse, took a United Airlines flight and almost chartered the entire first class.

At the same time, everything seems to be as calm in Hong Kong as ever, but there are undercurrents surging under the calm, some people commit suicide, some people have car accidents, some people are missing, I don't know why many middle and high-level officials of the government, the courts, the disciplined forces and the ICAC have all resigned, moved, and left Hong Kong, and the news has not been reported, not even the foreign media, which has always been unwilling to be lonely.

A small piece of news was announced on the police department's website, the former assistant commissioner in charge of the crime department, Li Shengnan, was promoted to senior assistant commissioner, and there was an extra flower on the epaulette, and she will be responsible for the crime and security department of the police force in the future. There is no one in this promotion speed, and everyone is even more convinced that Sister Shengnan will become the first sister of the Hong Kong police.

Wang Haikun's mansion in the mid-levels welcomed several guests from Beijing.