Paris, France. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It is a place suitable for lonely men and prodigal women to settle and live, the city that never sleeps, the city of love, and the world has given it countless names, but this capital of art and history on the banks of the Seine is most famous for its 'romance' that permeates its bones and exudes an ambiguous atmosphere all the time.

At 12 o'clock in the morning, the Champs-Élysées is not a little sluggish in the cold season from late winter to early spring, although the biting cold wind makes the shape more hurried than ever, and the number of pedestrians is more than in the blue sky.

For Parisians who prefer 'romantic', or more accurate '****', the night is the beginning of the day.

A poet once said that Paris was a prostitute who suffered from hysteria. This may be a bit extreme, but it is undoubtedly the most perfect interpretation of this city full of unknown dirty deeds under the lights every day.

7th arrondissement, Les Invalides. Similar to the Great Hidden Dynasty in the same way that 'the most dangerous places are safer', this ancient building built under the reign of Louis XIV, the 'Sun King', still fulfills its original mission, but in addition to its function of housing disabled soldiers, it has an unknown identity.

The headquarters of Noah's Ark, the world's number one killer organization.

No one would have imagined that this organization, known for its 100% assassination success rate, would lurk in the center of power in a country and under the nose of its old rival, Interpol. The distance between the two cities, Paris and Lyon, would not take half a day even by train, which has caused the most qualified organizations to represent Justice to relax their vigilance on this side.

In a closed room the size of a standard basketball court more than ten meters underground in the Invalides, an oval conference table in the center that occupies about half of the space sits around thirteen figures wearing blood-colored medieval retro robes and silver-white masks, and the atmosphere is solemn.

For a long time, the mask on the face of the central lord was a man with no joy or sorrow, but it seemed to have a look of a great sage with a face of compassion for the world, breaking the silence.

"The S organization is gone." A hoarse voice echoed through the hall at some point.

"Who did that?"

This news that was enough to make the entire dark world shatter did not seem to make a single wave in this secret building, but only exchanged for an obscure and ugly female voice that was neither salty nor light.

"Alone." The man seated in the main seat tapped two fingers on the table in front of him, and the ordinary rhythm seemed eerie in this particular environment. He knew that the 'who' in a woman's words itself represented a whole rather than an individual, but he gave a diametrically opposed answer: "A student of Huaxia." ”

The atmosphere was silent again, but unconsciously there was a sense of surprise.

The members of Noah's Ark have been together for a long time, and although they do not know each other's thoughts, they can also get a glimpse of the whole leopard, or it is not appropriate to describe them as if they were familiar with their nature, but there is no doubt that everyone present immediately understood the true meaning of the Lord Man gathering them together and confiding the news.

"Huaxia, that is a magical land, but it is also a country that stifles magic, the price of S's destruction should not be borne by us, I don't approve of the organization's involvement." At the other end of the table sat opposite the main seat was a man who was in a sense the opposite of the main man, and the face painted on his mask was full of heart-warming enthusiasm, the kind of lifelike that made people feel irresistibly curious about the author of the mask, but the imperceptible yin owl at the corners of the face and mouth destroyed the overall beauty of the mask, but revealed a different kind of eerie atmosphere.

"Judas, you are too narrow-minded, this is not just a simple matter as the erasure of the existence of S, he is provoking the dignity of the entire killer world." The man in the main seat was unimpressed by the opinion of the man who was in opposition to him, and his words were still not angry, but they revealed a majesty that could not be refuted.

The man known as 'Judas' was not affected by this majesty in the slightest, and sneered: "Put away your high-sounding crown, Jesus, you are always so hypocritical, aren't you afraid that those God believers in the Vatican will attack him after knowing that you always do some smear things in the name of their beloved Lord?" ”

"Even if the rabble blinded by false mercy knew how much of a splash they could make, the traitors who snitched would not end well." 'Jesus' did not have the shame and embarrassment of being exposed, and he replied to 'Judas' in a timely manner, as if there was a hidden wit in the jokes between friends.

"When capital has 20 percent of its profits, it will become active, if it has 50 percent of its profits, it will take risks, if it has 100 percent of its profits, it will dare to trample on all laws, and if it has 300 percent of its profits, it will dare to risk hanging its head. We are not businessmen, but we dare to work hard for profit more than businessmen, because what we do is buying and selling without capital, which is also the common characteristic of killers. Jesus' eyes behind the mask narrowed slightly, and his tone was slightly impassioned, "If you give up your interests because of the slightest possible danger, then he is not worthy to be a killer." ”

"This is a mission from the Dark Council, to kill the culprit of the destruction of S, and the reward is ten African gold mines." Jesus paused for a moment, then added, "In addition, S's legacy will belong to the killer who completed the mission, and the organization will not care." ”

"I think I have to correct you a little bit, not a possibility, but a necessity. Do you think that the opponent has the strength to slaughter hundreds of members of the S organization out of thin air? Judas was overwhelmed by Jesus' words without the slightest irritation, calmly grasped the loopholes in his words, and gave a ruthless counterattack, "I don't know how you got the news that the opponent is a student, but the power behind him must not be something you and I can shake." ”

"So you're not going to participate?" Jesus stopped banging on the table, his words full of mockery.

"On the contrary, I will do it alone." Judas's attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees, "I have to say that your killer theory has moved me." ”

"What do you think?" Jesus scoffed, leaned back in his chair, and turned his gaze to the other eleven members.

There was silence, and no one raised objections.

This is exactly what Judas wanted, and perhaps that Jesus wanted.

Judas said no more, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth under the mask, and as he got up and left, the smile that symbolized satisfaction changed its taste, along with the corner of Jesus' eye.

Same weirdness.

Who is the real wise man?

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