At San Francisco International Airport, Guan Lu sighed: "It's basically the same as the last time I came. ”

Liu Yan shrugged: "It shows that the development of capitalism has stagnated." ”

The two pulled their suitcases forward, the passenger flow in the eighties was far less than that in the twenty-first century, and the majority of those entering the customs were basically Japanese, and the Japanese of this era were like the Chinese thirty years later, traveling all over the world, throwing money everywhere, and buying what they saw.

"After the Plaza Agreement, they stopped cooking." Guan Lu looked at the neatly lined up Japanese tour group with disdain, and happened to make eye contact with an old lady, and the other party said politely: "I'm waist." Guan Lu's face became fast, and he also bowed with a smile and greeted: "I'm waisted." ”，

After successfully clearing customs, the two bought two tickets to New York on the spot at the airport, San Francisco is one of the busiest airports in the western United States, hundreds of flights take off and land every day, and after waiting for two hours, the two boarded the plane to Newark Airport on the east coast of the American continent.

After a long flight, I finally arrived in Newark, it was a rainy day, through the hazy rain and fog, you can see the McDonnell Douglas 82 passenger plane taking off and landing at the airport, the three engines are in the tail position, the shape is special and conspicuous, the silver glittering aluminum alloy background is the popular aircraft livery in the seventies and eighties, the busy airport, the rushing passengers, New York in October has been a little cold, the two of them carried their luggage out of the airport, and couldn't help but wrap their clothes tightly.

Guan Lu flagged down a taxi, a 70s-style Ford sedan, with a large trunk that could fit any luggage, and the driver was a mixed-race man, obviously not highly educated.

Newark Airport is located in New Jersey, only half an hour's drive from New York City, but they don't have time to visit the metropolis and must hurry up to take out the target, or they risk exceeding the mission time limit, which will stay in this era forever.

Twenty-two-year-old Samuel. Mr. Fox lives in New Jersey, and according to the information, his home is in the small town of Plainfield, 30 miles southwest of Newark Airport.

Taxis drive down empty highways, wipers swinging, and the radio plays the Eagles' "Hotel California" with rural New Jersey on either side.

"When the mission is complete, I'd like to go to the Empire State Building." Liu Yanzhi broke the silence.

"If only it was in time." Guan Lu replied.

The two stopped talking and fell silent again, Liu Yanzhi had killed people with his own hands, more than one, but they all killed each other in battle, just like a soldier killing the enemy on the battlefield, either you die or I die, like this to kill a living person with a clear purpose, it is the first time, his mood is very bad, just like the weather outside.

Guan Lu was in an even more uncomfortable mood, she was a student of Professor Fox, and to be honest, Samuel. Fox is a good person, funny, witty and quick-witted, persistent and firm in love, a good man and scientist, if he weren't on the opposite side of the world, Guan Lu would definitely not be willing to attack him.

It's a kind of torture, a mental devastation, killing an innocent person because he hasn't made a mistake yet.

Highway 78 went all the way to the west, and the road sign flashed, and there was still a mile and a half to Plainfield, and Guan Lu spoke again: "What will you use to kill him later, and what if there is someone in his house?" ”

"No one else will be implicated." Liu Yanzhi said, looking down at his hands, "I will try to minimize his pain." ”

Ten minutes later, the taxi arrived outside the town of Planfield, the driver parked the car on the side of the road, helped them move their luggage, collected the money and left, the rain was still falling, the two were helpless, there was nowhere to go, the rain wet their clothes, the weather in the east was very cold, Guan Lu couldn't help but shiver.

Liu Yanzhi said: "Find a place to stay, call 114 to check the number of Fox's house, and then visit the door." ”

Guan Lu slanted at him: "There is no 114 in the United States, only 411, but your method is feasible, let's find a hotel or something." ”

Suddenly, a Chevrolet sedan from the 60s pulled up beside them, and a kind face popped out of the car: "Hey, young man, do you need help?" ”

Guan Lu's English was good, and she stepped forward and replied, "We want to find a hotel." ”

"Get in the car." The old man opened the car door, helped them put their luggage very gentlemanly, returned to the driver's seat, pulled on the seat belt, turned his head and stretched out his hand to Guan Lu: "Hello lady, my name is George." ”

"Hello George, I'm Melissa Guan, and this is Liu Yanzhi."

"Japanese?" The old man asked.

"No, Chinese." Liu Yan replied directly.

The old man was a little surprised: "Oh, then you must be from Taiwan, Taiwan is a beautiful island, thirty years ago I served in the Far East, stationed in both Taiwan and Japan, but I prefer Taiwan, I hate little Japan, I hate their emperor, I hate their hypocrisy......"

When it comes to Japanese devils, Liu Yanzhi's spirit comes up, his English vocabulary is insufficient, but it does not affect the old man to scold the Japanese, Guan Lu also interjected a sentence or two from time to time, the old marine was elated, patted the steering wheel and said: "The nearest motel is also ten miles away, why don't you stay in my house, I have enough empty rooms in my house." ”

Liu Yanzhi hesitated for a moment, looking at Guan Lu's reaction, and the latter readily agreed: "That's great." ”

Old George had a dozen steering wheels, the old car turned uphill, and two hundred yards from the road was his home, a two-story wooden house with a garage and garden, the garage shutter door was closed, and the old man parked the car at the door and beckoned the guests to get off.

The sound of the car at the door alarmed the hostess, and an old woman with a temperament stood at the door wearing a woolen shawl to greet her husband, and after kissing the old man on the cheek, she greeted the guests very warmly.

"This is a Chinese friend I met on the road." The old man introduced, "Linda, go make some coffee, this is really cold." ”

The old woman went to the kitchen to get busy, and old George poured them two glasses of whiskey, pointed to the deer head on the wall, and boasted that it was all the spoils of his hunt.

"Your marksmanship must be very good, but it's a pity that you didn't catch up with the war, otherwise many little Japanese would have died at your hands." Liu Yan slapped his ass.

Old George shook his head: "No, I don't like war, war is the stupidest act of human beings, but I am not afraid of war, now the Japanese have become economic animals, they use money, cars and electronics to conquer the United States, while the Soviets threaten the United States with nuclear bombs and tanks, look at what they did in Afghanistan, if I were twenty years younger, I would go to Pakistan and fight with those heroic *** fighters." ”

"Just like John Rambo." Liu Yan said straight.

"What?" Old George didn't understand.

"Stallone, Sylvestre. Stallone. Liu Yanzhi added, "He will also make a sequel, go to Vietnam, go to Afghanistan, and fight evil." ”

"Oh, you're talking about First Blood." George Sr. suddenly realized, "The Vietnam War is a big mud puddle that dragged the whole of America into it, I am against the war, but these young men are innocent, they are the tools of politicians......"

After a while, the old lady brought coffee and began to prepare dinner, Guan Lu went to help the cook, showed Chinese cooking skills, and made improved Chinese dishes such as Kung Pao Chicken and ancient meat, which is actually an American dish adapted to the taste of Americans.

There was a candlestick on the dining table, old George opened a bottle of wine, the old man likes to drink, this bottle is Lafite red wine two years ago, there are five pairs of tableware on the table, it is the old man's treasured sterling silver knives and forks, and two pairs of ironwood chopsticks are specially prepared for the guests, which are souvenirs he brought from Taiwan.

"Go and call my son." George Sr. said.

Linda goes to the garage, and after a while, a raunchy young man appears, with a scruffy beard, unkempt hair, and a plaid shirt and fur vest, who is a young version of Samuel. Fox.

"This is my son Samuel." George Sr. said, "Samuel, meet Daddy's Chinese friends, Melissa and Nao." ”

Samuel scratched his messy hair and said hello, "Hi." ”

Liu Yanzhi glanced at Guan Lu in shock, and his words trembled a little: "Are you surnamed Fox?" ”

"yes, George. Fox, a former Marine Corps sergeant. The old man said proudly.

It turned out that this was the target's home, and the old man invited home two killers, facing the enthusiastic host, a table full of sumptuous meals and red wine, Liu Yanzhi and Guan Luwei chewed wax together, but they had to force their faces to laugh and talk and laugh.

Samuel quickly finished his meal, said hello and went back to the garage to do his business.

"He's like a scientist." Liu Yanzhi said, "A person who is engaged in research, George, your son will have great achievements in the future." ”

"Maybe, he likes to work on computers, you know, this kind of thing is very expensive, Apple MAC, fortunately he didn't ask me to borrow money, he is an adult, he knows what he does, I don't need him to be a celebrity, just be a useful person for the country."

The old man's mouth was stern, but his eyes were full of love.

After the meal, Linda tidied up the guest room on the second floor for them, put brand new sheets on the bed, put blankets, and carefully explained how to turn on the hot water, where the light switch was, and when he went upstairs, Liu Yanzhi noticed a double-barreled shotgun hanging on the wall opposite the fireplace.

The rain was still falling, the rain was beating on the window, it was already dark outside, the lights were shining, it was an ordinary New Jersey town, with kind parents, a wealthy family, and a young son doing research and invention in the garage, everything was so warm and soothing, if not for the arrival of two uninvited guests.

Liu Yanzhi found a piece of rope on the windowsill that tied the curtains, tested the strength, and stuffed it into his pocket.

"What are you going to do?" Guan Lu looked worried.

"I'll go to the garage and strangle him, and then we'll get out of here." Liu Yan said expressionlessly.

"Don't kill him." Guan Lu blurted out.

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