Late at night on February 14th, it was a romantic night, but also a sleepless night, lovers strolling through the streets and alleys, laughter and laughter filled every corner of the city, but in such a noisy city, there is such a corner, quietly, reserved for lonely people.

The dim light illuminates the small room, the young man sits on a chair, holding a cup of unsweetened bitter coffee in his hand, the black brown coffee is steaming, the young man tastes the strong aroma in its bitterness, the computer in front of him is bright with dazzling light, the young man is still staring intently.

A piece of news on a computer screen is not actually news, but more like a notice, because the content in it will only be announced to people on the intranet, not the whole network like public news, and the title of the news is very attractive.

"The famous cultural relic 'Dragon Bone Fulan Lantern' was stolen from the National Cultural Heritage Museum in the early morning of February 14th!"

The young man calmly looked at this news that was enough to sensational the whole country, and there was no wave in his heart, as if he was watching something inconsequential, he was still enjoying this rare peaceful time, and the disturbing mobile phone ringtone rang ignorantly.

"Ai Qing, I got a big job, but I can't do it myself, I need your help!" The voice on the other end of the phone was a little hoarse.

Ai Qing: An elite agent of the National Secret Service, he was sent to the secret base devil training since he was a child, and he once completed more than a dozen extreme special tasks alone, and became the youngest elite agent in the entire Secret Service at the age of 26.

"What task, do you need to find someone else to help?" Ai Qing already pondered in his heart, and the news displayed on the computer in front of him gave him an ominous premonition.

"Keel Fulan Lantern, this is a task that I got after several layers of relationships, my brother helped you so much before, you won't refuse, right?" The speaker was so straightforward that he didn't give Ai Qing a chance to refuse at all.

"Okay, you can send me the location. Ai Qing refused in his heart, because he now had another task in his hand that he had not solved, but he did owe someone a favor.

The one who called Ai Qing was another elite agent of the Secret Service, named Leng Yixing, who Ai Qing met during a group mission a few years ago, and had a good relationship, and he could talk about it in many ways, Leng Yixing was a few years older than him, and he had always taken care of Ai Qing.

In the summer of last year, Leng Yixing arranged a blind date for Ai Qing, who was nearly thirty years old, and the blind date was Bei Ling, a female college student who had just graduated, according to Leng Yixing, who was a distant cousin of his, and it happened that Ai Qing was not entangled in tasks at the time, so she accepted the blind date when she was bored.

You must know that the most taboo thing for agents is to disclose their identities, especially elite agents like Ai Qing, who want to seek revenge from him can line up two streets away, and Bei Ling, who is on a blind date with him, seems to have known his identity a long time ago, and there are two options when a qualified agent encounters this situation.

One: Forced erasure of part of the memory with drugs. Two: Kill people and kill people.

Ai Qing, who is young and vigorous, did not choose between the two, because there is a third possibility, that is, if the insider is the immediate family member of the agent, it is not a big problem.

Ai Qing, who has not experienced the love between men and women, was moved, Bei Ling is a gentle and virtuous girl, although she looks average, but Ai Qing saw the sincerity in her eyes, and then the arrangement that Leng Yixing helped him make, it was not easy to refuse, so the two of them became a legal husband and wife, and the day after receiving the certificate at the Civil Affairs Bureau, Ai Qing received an urgent task from the organization, and rushed to a different place overnight to carry out the task, and even a decent wedding was not held.

Until now, Ai Qing and Bei Ling have met less than five times in total, and even if they meet, they are only hastily met at the station, and they can only contact each other through phone and video, Bei Ling has his own job, Ai Qing has his own tasks, and the two do not conflict with each other, it is rare that Bei Ling has never complained about Ai Qing's profession, but has been encouraging him and giving him comfort, so Ai Qing relies on Bei Ling very much.

Ai Qing closed the computer, drank the coffee in the cup in one gulp, put on the black coat that usually travels out at night, the electronic glasses for agents, the ring and the belt, etc., all the equipment was put on under his flowing movements, and finally put on an off-white baseball cap, turned on the mobile phone, Leng Yixing had already sent the mission information.

"Mission Objective: Keel Fulan Lantern, Mission Location: Abandoned Workshop in the South of Furong Old Street, Meeting Point: Furong Old Street West Crossroads, Rain Big Umbrella!" The last sentence is a code word between their agents, meaning that the enemy has a hot weapon in his hand, get ready.

After reading the news, Ai Qing opened the wardrobe next to her again, and took out a black umbrella about one meter long, the appearance of the umbrella was not decorated, it seemed to be an ordinary umbrella.

Ai Qing arrived at the crossroads of Lao Cai on time, which had left the city, was considered a suburb, and used to be a heavy industry production workshop, but due to the world's promotion of environmental protection, business has been sluggish, so it has been abandoned for many years.

The night was dark and windy, the old street was empty, and a black van with double flashes was parked on the side of the road, presumably Leng Yixing was waiting for Ai Qing inside.

Ai Qing lowered her baseball cap and quickly walked to the co-pilot of the van, the window slowly lowered, and Ai Qing saw Leng Yixing and Ai Qing staring at each other for a few seconds sitting in the driver's seat, smiling.

"Get in the car!" The door opened, Ai Qing looked at the back seat of the car, and found that it was empty, and there were just two of them in the whole car.

Ai Qing frowned, and asked Leng Yixing suspiciously, "Is it just the two of us?"

"I don't want to share such an exciting task with others, you and I are both elites of the Secret Service, and we can't handle a few small fish and shrimp?" Leng Yixing lowered his head and fiddled with the tablet in his hand, and then handed the tablet to Ai Qing's hand.

The content in the tablet is all about the introduction of the keel floating lantern, Ai Qing read it carefully, and Leng Yixing introduced it in words on the side.

"The keel floating lantern is divided into four, according to the direction of the four lamps divided into'southeast, northwest', the State Administration of Cultural Heritage will display the 'north lantern' as an exhibit in an inconspicuous corner of the basement of the National Cultural Heritage Museum, there is not even a brief introduction to the cultural relics, so I analyze that the thief must be an insider who knows about this lamp, specially for this lamp. Leng Yixing spoke seriously about his analysis.

Leng Yixing continued: "At the beginning, three of the four lamps were excavated in the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum, leaving a 'south lamp' hidden in the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum, and the three lamps dug up were scattered and preserved, the 'North Lantern' was displayed in the Cultural Relics Museum, the 'East Lantern' was kept secretly by the Secret Service, and the final whereabouts of the 'West Lantern' were unknown to anyone, and it is said that it was to prevent the four lights from gathering together and throwing them into a bottomless canyon. ”

Ai Qing looked through the information roughly, and didn't seem to care too much about Leng Yixing's verbal introduction.

"I know what you said, I was responsible for transporting the 'East Lantern' to the Secret Service to keep it secretly, and the Secret Service paid more attention to it than anyone expected, and it took many times to completely seal it away. Ai Qing recalls that mission three years ago, when he was on his first mission after becoming an elite agent, so he remembers it very well.

Leng Yixing asked tentatively, "In that case, you should also know the legend about the dragon bone floating lantern, right?"

Ai Qing closed her eyes and thought, her eyelids kept shaking, "You mean this gang of thieves is here for that ethereal legend with uncertain results?"

"Well, it's almost time, and according to reliable sources, the thieves will be using the workshop in front of them as a transit point for no more than an hour tonight. Leng Yixing stared at the bracelet on his wrist and said.

Ai Qing didn't ask Leng Yixing where he got the news, each agent has his own way to investigate, and there is nothing to suspect.

The two got out of the car, Leng Yixing saw Ai Qing holding a black umbrella in his hand, and said with a smile, "I told you that Yuda brought an umbrella, did you really bring an umbrella?" Leng Yixing knew that Ai Qing's umbrella was not simple, it was one of the special weapons for agents, but he still took out two mini revolver pistols from under the seat of the car and handed one to Ai Qing.

"Take it with you, I'm used to it. Ai Qing shook the umbrella in her hand, and there was a crisp sound of a bullet loading.

"Then be careful, the thumbnail of the workshop has been uploaded to your 'Eagle Eye'. The eagle eye that Leng Yixing refers to is Ai Qing's electronic glasses.

Ai Qing and Leng Yixing sneaked in quietly from both sides of the door of the workshop, Leng Yixing's map to Ai Qing has marked the possible location of cultural relics, there are three conspicuous red dots marked on the right side of the staircase on the second floor, and the innermost two rooms on the third floor, of course, this is Leng Yixing's mark to Ai Qing, Leng Yixing himself also has a point to search.

Ai Qing held the umbrella in his hand in the shape of a gun, the scrapped workshop was pitch black, the dilapidated parts were scattered on the ground, Ai Qing would step on a burst of dust every step he took, the soft light flashlight shone on the ground, and dense footprints were scattered in the corridor, it seemed that there were a lot of members of this thief gang.

Ai Qing cautiously walked to the staircase on the first floor, and faintly heard a voice on the second floor, the sound was too small to hear it all, he slowly walked to the corner of the first and a half floors and listened carefully.

"Why stop here for an hour, you said it would be nice to send such an important artifact away?" said a man with resentment in his tone.

"Don't complain, the boss said stop and we'll have to stop, what's the matter?" said another.

These two people are obviously the little brothers who let off the wind, and they can't hear any important information in their mouths, but since they are on the second floor, it means that the cultural relics should be on the third floor.

Ai Qing leaned out of the corner wall halfway, just saw two middle-aged people leaning on the left and right sides of the stairs smoking, several people were very close, the two of them found Ai Qing in an instant, just about to shout, Ai Qing raised his hand and shook the umbrella, and the two bullets shot from the silencer pipe just hit the eyebrows of the two people, and there was no sound at all.