But soon, the strange light in Tao Qingyi's eyes disappeared. There was a hint of astringency at the corners of his mouth, which was bitter and a little sarcastic. Family affection, family, and the inseparable bond is easy to reduce people's IQ. Tao Qingyi felt that she was making a big fuss and being too sensitive. That shouldn't have anything to do with these kids. They're just my sister's friends.

My sister is very simple, and she has never relied on her wealthy family to show off anything outside. It can be seen that she is really happy with these friends now. Especially when she mentioned the boy named Jiang Tao, the little sweetness overflowing on the girl's shy face showed that the little girl who used to always like to stick to herself and was like a little tail has grown up.

Yes, my sister is eighteen years old, and she is old enough to have a little boyfriend. Two years away from home is like a lifetime.

Tao Qingyi at this time, there are vicissitudes of age in her eyes, there are killing, pain, madness, contradictions and confusion, a variety of complex feelings are intertwined in the depths of her eyes, and soon they are hidden in the deepest part of her heart. There was a look of tranquility in his expression.

Tao Qianqian has the impression that there are few opportunities to chat with her sister like today, and for several years, all the thoughts and dependences seem to have been accumulated together, and they were all released at this moment. She's really happy, so happy.

"Sister, how long can you stay at home this time?"

"Not going for a short time. ”

"Really?" Tao Qianqian's face was full of surprise.

"Well, rest for two days, and then you have to go back to school to resume classes, you know, my sister has always been a king of skipping classes, after being admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts, I haven't taken a few classes seriously, this time I come back, I have to make up for what I fell behind. ”

"Hee-hee, only a talented girl like my sister can make a special exception in your school. The student status is retained, and you don't have to go to class yet, so you can go back when you want. Don't sit in class, just credits. This Western education model can be regarded as setting a precedent in CAFA. Alas, when I go to college, I wish I could do the same. ”

"You little girl, full of nonsense. Okay, let's go back to sleep. ”

"Okay, I'm going to sleep with my sister. ”

"Don't. ”

"Yes, yes, yes"

The sisters frolicked, turned off the lights in the living room, and returned to Tao Qingyi's bedroom together

The night is dark, and there is a coastal area in the southeast.

More than a dozen dark shadows swam ashore from the sea.

There were already people on the shore to pick them up. The flashlight flashed a few times, and then it fell into darkness.

The group moved quickly, disappeared from the shore, and got into four off-road vehicles parked more than 100 meters away.

The lights were not on, and in the darkness, the four cars sped into the city. But instead of stopping in the city, he roared through the city and drove directly to the villas on the outskirts of the city.

The sky was just bright, and the east showed a hint of fish belly white.

Four cars pulled up outside a detached villa with a private garden in the northeast corner, and a group of people stepped out of the car.

Foreigners, with black and white skin, different appearances, and strange costumes. Some are dressed in orthodox suits and leather shoes. Some are dressed in black robes, covered with black scarves, and their faces are covered by hoods, which are very tightly closed, except for the light blue eyes, they can't see their appearance. Two or three others were dressed in white robes and also wore hoods. He wears a cross on his chest and looks like a missionary.

At the door of the villa stood a middle-aged man with neatly combed hair, a black suit, a straight waist, and meticulous movements. But it's not a foreign face, it's a yellow-skinned Asian. The opening is a standard English accent.

"Welcome gentlemen from afar. Everybody, please come in. ”

Bow slightly, stretch out your hand, and get out of the way. A group of mermaids rushed in. At the end of the walk, a white-robed missionary casually took off his hood, revealing a full head of white hair and a slightly blue dragon face. He raised his hand and drew a cross on his chest, and then said, "God is merciful to the world, typical of the Oriental face, the standard British Empire gentleman, Mr. Steward, child of God, are you a devout believer in my Lord?"

"Yes, Honorable Father Hebrew. ”

"Oh, praise God, Mr. Butler, how amazing you are, you know me?" The white-haired old priest, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, looked amiable, but the gray pupils that had previously looked like a pool of stagnant water rippled and shimmered with a strange light.

"No, Fr. Hebrew, I don't know you, but I have memorized the information about you and the gentlemen who preceded me, and Mr. Chiang said that as a qualified steward, you must have the ability to remember what you want. For guests of any nationality, any religious belief, and any personality and hobbies, we will provide hospitality and service suitable for their status. Please, Father Hebrew, this is not a proper place to talk, is it?"

"You really make me admire, there is no doubt that Mr. Chiang is very fortunate to have a qualified and outstanding butler" The old priest walked into the villa, and as soon as he stepped in, he suddenly stood on his feet, turned back to the middle-aged butler who followed him, and said: "But there is a very important matter, and I think it is necessary for me to remind you, Mr. Butler. ”

"Command. ”

The old priest's gray eyes shone with a strange light, and his voice was ethereal, as if it had some kind of strange magic, which led people to dreams.

"There are some people and things, and it's better to forget them all. Neither I nor my companions who came in earlier have been here. Is that so, Mr. Butler?"

The middle-aged butler's gaze was tightly locked on the old priest in front of him, his expression was confused, and his expression was dull for a moment, and after a few seconds, he regained his consciousness, and when his gaze fell on the white-headed priest in front of him again, he was completely looking at a stranger.

Covered in white robes, wearing a cross on his chest, and dressed as a typical missionary, he was stunned, he had received an orthodox butler education in England, and had been in contact with the clergy of the Holy See. But I didn't expect that in the East, in China, an authentic priest could be received in the boss's home.

How to invite the person in front of him to the house, his mind was blank, but his professional ethics made him make appropriate words and reception.

"Oh, Mr. Priest, please. ”

"Thank you. ”

A large mountain stretches in the southwest, under a lonely peak, with waist-high weeds, and Berlin is everywhere. There was nothing unusual on the outside, but the entire belly of the mountain had been hollowed out, creating a huge cavern. There are buildings and buildings, roads and all kinds of living facilities. It's like a small town.

This is one of China's three mysterious special organizations, the training base of Unit 601, and one of the office locations on weekdays.

Inside an antique wooden building. The fragrance of tea is lingering. There were three people sitting around an old-fashioned table of eight immortals.

There is a person on the left, with a round head, a big belly, a ruddy complexion, a fat head and big ears, and a body shape alone has to be about 200 pounds. It was now winter, but he was wearing only a white shirt with half sleeves. This person is none other than Bai Yutang, the former leader of the Secret Service Operations Group, who has disappeared for several months. Among the Seven Heroes and Five Righteousness, the white-clothed single-sword arrogant and unruly brocade-haired rat is enlarged and fattened. Same name, two looks.

Sitting on the right is a young woman. At the age of twenty-five or sixteen, he has neat and neat short hair, a fair melon seed face, willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, heroic posture, and a camouflage training uniform, which can't hide his curvaceous and plump figure. Bai Jie, a member of the Bai family in western Sichuan. He appeared once in the capital to assist the Secret Service.

The one in the middle, in a gray homespun shirt, black bloomers, and thin-soled cloth shoes. The hair is thinning, the cheeks are thin, the eyebrows are drooping, and the mouth is smoking a cigarette pouch and pot with a copper rod and jade mouth. The whole field looks like an old farmer. This old surname is Yan, and his name is Fengshan. Nicknamed Ghost Sorrow. Exactly one of the three giants of Unit 601. The column in the classified military archives about his rank records that it is a major general!

The white fat man raised his hand and took the tea in front of him and drank it. As soon as the cup was put down, Bai Jie next to him got up and picked up the teapot and was about to remake it for him. The white fat man hurriedly covered the rim of the cup with his hand. A bitter face.

"I said Old Man Yan, is it okay to give a happy word? Fat man, I've been here with you for three days, and there are still a lot of things going on outside, so I can't afford to delay?"

After the white fat man returned from overseas three days ago, he came to Qifeng Mountain secretly all the way, except for an extremely limited number of three or two people, no one else knew his whereabouts. The purpose of his coming here is naturally to ask people to do something. To be precise, he wants to use Unit 601 to use military forces to conduct a secret operation.

For three days, Old Man Yan accompanied him every day, not talking about business, just drinking tea. The white fat man's mouth is about to blister. But the dead old man in front of him is simply a hob of meat, no matter how many reasons you have, he just doesn't nod and shouldn't admit it. Again, I think about it and think about it, it's an obvious excuse.

It's about the Secret Service, and people can afford to wait, but he can't afford to wait!

There's really nothing I can do about it today. Dead grinding hard bubble called Bai Jie, the old guy is strictly speaking, Bai Jie's master. You have to give some face to your apprentices, right?

After the strong assistant who could be pulled in the house, he didn't say a word from beginning to end. Acts as a girl who pours tea and delivers water. The whole thing is a visitor.

Old man Yan's cigarette pouch and pot were buckled on the sole of his shoe and knocked twice. The small eyes blinked, and a thick Shanxi accent. "Fat man, it's not that I don't help you, it's really that our two families don't get along! The most taboo thing to do when walking in a ditch is to cross the line. Unit 601's involvement with your Secret Service is to cross the line. It's not suitable, it's not suitable!"

Looking at the expression, I am very sorry, and I can't help it. It's not that we won't help you, but the rules are the rules. It's like if you go all the way to the west and ask me about the Buddha, and the Buddha says, "I'm okay."

Old fox!

The white fat man looked at the old man in front of him, very helpless, and said, "Say, what conditions." As long as it's appropriate, don't overdo it, I can call the shots. ”

The white fat man's voice was raised. Old man Yan's small eyes were bright. The spirit head came immediately. The corners of Bai Jie's mouth next to him also crossed a secret smile.