Zhao Liu patted his chest and said, "Brother Yue, don't worry, I know all the routines of the public security, I have tasted the electric baton a few times, and they can't pry my mouth open." It's the boss, Lei Zi and their families......"

"Don't worry about this, I have my own arrangements. There are also the deaths of Lei Zi and a few of them, finding out the enemy, these things, I know all these things. Qin Yue said lightly: "You go back first, and I'll arrange the rest." ”

Hearing Qin Yue's bland words, Zhao Liu's heart suddenly settled - Brother Yue is always so calm, no matter how bad the situation is, as long as Brother Yue comes forward, he will have a way. He replied, and walked away from the gold shop quickly.

Watching his loyal subordinates leave, Qin Yue's eyes narrowed slightly, he raised the teacup and wanted to drink tea, but when the cup came to his mouth, he found that the cup was empty.

When he put down the teacup, the bottom of the teacup collided with the tabletop, making a crisp sound of "gurgling" - only then did Qin Yue realize that his hands were trembling constantly.

Qin Yue trembled his hands, took a match out of the drawer and lit a cigarette, he took a hard breath, feeling the smoke sizzling down his throat, smoking all the internal organs, dripping with joy, he spit out the smoke again little by little, as if he also slowly spit out the fear in his heart.

Too arrogant, too terrible, too vicious!

Without any warning, without any hints, the attack on those who offended him was a merciless thunderous blow, and five lives were wiped out in an instant, or in a way that could not be explained at all - on the flat ground of an empty parking lot, he fell from a dozen floors and fell to his death!

How the hell did they do it?

It is not difficult to get rid of the people sent by himself, a few strong men and a few pistols can do it, but why does the other party have to use such unbelievably complex means instead of those simple methods?

Don't they know that doing so will attract greater attention from the police? No, they can't be unaware. The forces that have this power, whoever they are, they will not be fools.

So, are they demonstrating to me? Are they showing me their power? Are they intimidating me?

How much did they say before they were executed?

Did they confess me? Ah, they must have confessed, because they were taken upstairs and pushed down alive, which shows that they had fallen into the control of the other party. In order to survive, what do these egg boys refuse to say?

So, the other party already knows that I am the one who instructed this behind the scenes? So, after killing Lei Zi and them, will they continue to take revenge on me?

It only took a second to think, and Qin Yue came to a conclusion: "Yes, definitely!"

If it was just the matter of sending someone to kidnap Xu Yan, there would be room for redemption. You can ask a big man with a weight in his debut to make peace, or even invite a certain government official to help intercede, and then make appropriate compensation - in the road, everyone is just asking for money. Life and death matters, I will not be stingy, after losing money, I will put on a table to say and wine, say misunderstanding, and then everyone does not know each other, I can't cooperate in the future!

But now, the other side has killed five of his men, and both sides have blood debts, if they don't cut the grass and eradicate the roots, how can they give up?

In this case, you can't sit still, you must strike first, but the question is, who do you want to take revenge on?

This is Boss Qin's biggest puzzle. Judging from common sense, Lei Zi and other subordinates were kidnapping that college student Xu Yan, and it stands to reason that Xu Yan should be the biggest suspect.

But Boss Qin has personally contacted Xu Yan himself, and Xu Yan's naïve and youthful demeanor is clearly just an otaku student - according to Zhao Liu's words after the temptation: "This kid is a nerd, and he can't even eat hot shit." And after his own investigation and verification, Xu Yan has no complicated social relationships, how could he be involved with such a terrifying force?

If this matter has nothing to do with Xu Yan...... Kill him, it means nothing to yourself.

If Xu Yan is one of their members, then, killing such a waste will have almost no impact on the other party's organization, but it will only provoke the anger of the other party in vain, make the other party's revenge more fierce, and cut off the road to peace talks......

Moreover, the other party is in the dark, he is in the light, Xu Yan is the only member of the other party who is exposed, if Xu Yan is alive, at least he can find someone to talk to, and he can follow up and investigate?......

Qin Yue has always liked to plan before acting, especially at such a critical time that endangers his life, he must be cautious and cautious. At this time, he pondered and considered carefully, but he drank and brewed a pot of tea, and finally brewed it almost as white as boiling water.

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At this time, the gang boss Qin Yue had already regarded Xu Yan as a representative of a "powerful and ruthless" mysterious force, but Xu Yan himself had no such consciousness at all, he was honestly attending classes at school.

Because of the delay of the police on the road, Xu Yan was already late when he arrived at the classroom, and he sneaked in through the back door of the classroom, and the young male lecturer on the podium had obviously seen Xu Yan, but he only laughed it off and did not criticize it out loud -- this kind of idle class was originally set up to broaden students' horizons, and it was not a major course, and the classroom discipline was not so strict.

Xu Yan found that although this "Science Fiction Literature Criticism and Analysis Course" sounded very unreliable and was set on Sunday, for some reason, there were still quite a lot of students who came to listen to the class, and the huge classroom was actually full, he turned around twice, and finally found a vacant seat, Xu Yan hurriedly rushed over and sat on it, and then he breathed a sigh of relief - you know, as a late student, looking for a place under the nose of the lecturer, the embarrassment is really indescribable.

Xu Yan sat down in his position, took a breath, and then whispered hello to the classmate next to him: "Hello, classmate, what are you talking about today?"

As soon as he turned his head, Xu Yan was stunned: sitting next to him was a fair-skinned beauty. She is tall, with a very typical melon seed face, bright eyes and clean teeth, short ear-length hair, big and bright eyes, wearing a white shirt with checkered, straight shoulders and straight neck, giving people a very spiritual feeling.

Hearing Xu Yan's question, the beauty politely bowed back and whispered: "Today's teacher is talking about Asimov's classic work Ji Qì Ren series. At first, it didn't take long. ”

"Oh, thank you. ”

Xu Yan opened his notebook, wrote down the words "machine qì people series" casually, and then began to listen to the lecture.

The lecturer of the science fiction appreciation class is a young male teacher, looking at his age, Xu Yan estimates that he is not a few years older than himself, medium height, with a very energetic short hair, and a handsome appearance. He wore a straight-striped blue plaid shirt and black jeans with a tie that was unbuttoned at the collar and hung loosely on his chest. Although his dress is irregular, he looks very chic and handsome, and has a bit of the uninhibited taste of a prodigal son - seeing this teacher, Xu Yan vaguely understands why most of the lectures are full of girls.

The male lecturer held a chalk in his hand and spoke rhythmically with a clear and pleasant voice:

Asimov is an American Jew, the top science fiction writer of the twentieth century, the most famous contemporary American science writer, science fiction writer, literary critic, and representative of the golden age of American science fiction. In the history of literature, he is called the Big Three in the history of science fiction, along with Verne and Wells, and also as the Big Three of science fiction along with Robert Heinlein and Arthur C. Clarke -- well, I'm going to give you my personal opinion, and I think it's unfair to make an assessment of that.

Because in terms of the artistic value of the work and the depth of humanistic thought, I think Asimov is far superior to Heinlein and Clark. His works involve mathematics, physics and chemistry, astronomy, biology, medicine, as well as humanities literature, religion, history and geography, etc., so profound knowledge makes his pen world have a fantasy imagination and a high degree of prophecy, and the macro vision makes his works everywhere flashing with brushstrokes that care for the future of mankind, beyond the limitations of ordinary science fiction works.

In Asimov's creative career, the "Machine Qì Man" series is one of Asimov's masterpieces, this novel and Asimov's "Three Laws of Machine Qì Man" have almost become the rules that science fiction writers must follow when creating works about machine qì people, this landmark work not only has guiding significance for later science fiction writers, but also has great forward-looking guiding significance for the development of real-world artificial intelligence research...... Asimov's work truly skillfully integrates the artistry, interest, and humanism of the work with the practical guiding significance of science fiction works for the development of science, and has reached an unprecedented height in science fiction works.

Don't say it, this young lecturer is really a bit of a level, and when he talks about the class, he talks endlessly, and he wants examples and examples, and he wants theories and theories, which is very vivid. Although Xu Yan hadn't read Asimov's science fiction novels, he was also interested in listening to them, and he listened to them with relish, thinking that after he went back, he would really find two Asimov's science fiction novels to read, and see if there was really a teacher who said it so well.

After listening for a while, Xu Yan turned to the beautiful girl next to him and asked in a low voice, "Classmate, what is the name of this teacher?"

The female classmate glanced at Xu Yan, took his notebook, and wrote down a few words "Situ Xiao". She said softly: "Teacher Situ has just returned from the United States, and he is very knowledgeable!"

When she spoke, Xu Yan was intoxicated by the fragrance of sandalwood, and at this time, he really understood why the ancients would create the idiom "exhaling like an orchid".

"Yes, what Mr. Situ said is really good. I was hooked. ”

Xu Yan laughed dryly - in fact, he didn't care what the name of this handsome male teacher was, he just wanted to find a topic to talk to the beautiful woman next to him.

The girl bowed slightly, and she whispered, "Listen attentively, don't talk." ”

Xu Yan glanced at her notebook, which was already densely filled with a page of paper, the handwriting was upright and neat, and none of them had been altered, all of them were science fiction appreciation classes. Xu Yan stuck out his tongue: It's too exaggerated, isn't it? This kind of elective course purely to cheat credits has to take notes? Do you remember being so serious? This girl is too serious, right? However, this is also a good thing, in the future, I can borrow notes from her in the name of borrowing notes to review, so that there will be more contact between the two times, won't there be a chance?

I don't know why, the first time he saw this girl, he had a strange heartbeat - it is said that although this girl is beautiful, Xu Yan has not never seen a beautiful girl, compared to her, Zhu Youxiang is not inferior, but Xu Yan does not have this special feeling.

Perhaps, it was the unique pure temperament of this female classmate that attracted her? In her, there was a feeling of simplicity and purity that is already rare among modern girls, as clear as water. Xu Yan feels that her temperament is very different from the female classmates who usually know her who only pay attention to famous brands and dazzling clothes, her clothes and dresses are simple and plain, not like female college students in the 21st century, but very much like Xu Yan's impression of those college students in the 80s who wore white shirts with a pen in their pockets, and had a sense of vigor and vigor that is rare in this era.

This beautiful woman took notes while listening to the lecture, it seems that she is a person who likes science fiction literature very much - in order to make a good impression on the beauty, although she is very sleepy, Xu Yan still stiffens her spirits, her waist is straight, her head is raised high, and she is taking notes in her notebook from time to time, like a good student who is attentive to listening to lectures.

In Xu Yan's view, the so-called science fiction literature appreciation class is a stage for this handsome teacher to brag about the mountains, a class of forty minutes, he only told the story of the series of stories with Asimov in the first 20 minutes, as for the next 20 minutes, he completely put aside the original course, from science fiction to the mysterious phenomena in the world, from the Loch Ness Monster to Bermuda's Triangle of Death, to the 51st area of the United States, and to UFOs and UFOs, and to the encounters between the air forces of various countries and UFOs。

This is also a feature of university lectures, unless it is some main courses with strict syllabus and schedule requirements, in other idle courses, the teacher has a lot of room for free play when lecturing, and it is often digressive when he talks, for example, Xu Yan's teacher Ma Zhe can use a class to blow his experience of going to Las Vegas to gamble in the United States, and the teacher who talks about ideology and morality can scold colleagues who have a grudge for half an hour, whether it is a school or a student, they are all accustomed to this, and it is not strange. In contrast, this teacher Situ Xiao is not only handsome, knowledgeable, and eloquent, but everyone will not be bored when they listen to him brag.