There are really a lot of people sitting on this suspension train from Shenchuan to Shucheng. After twenty minutes, there was a stop, and many people came up. However, compared with taking the train in China before, it is still guaranteed to be one for one person. The space between the seats is open and the aisle is not one of those narrow lanes that only allow small carts to lead to guò.

Li Shaoyang sat there without saying a word, and listened to the old gentleman and the young man debating. There were still twenty minutes to arrive at the station, and the young man with glasses was already impressed by the old gentleman: "Old man, you are right, I have always thought that the protective shield is the best thing in the world, but now that I think about it, it is really not necessarily." ”

The old gentleman sighed: "We say this, in fact, some of them have to look forward to Shu, and now in this world, it is a heavenly day to live and work in peace and contentment, have food to eat, and are not afraid of bad people to destroy." ”

The two continued to sigh there, but Li Shaoyang suddenly opened his eyes at this time, startling Sisi'er next to him.

"What's wrong?" Sith pretended to be tired, leaned into his arms, but asked in a low voice.

"There was a cultivator who appeared, in the next compartment, and there was more than one person." Li Shaoyang said in Sis'er's ear: "I don't know if it's coming for us." ”

Sis'er curled up nervously, her combat power was almost zero, not to mention cultivators, even ordinary big men could threaten her.

The carriage door opened slightly, without a sound, and two men in police uniforms walked in with a smile and walked directly to the seat where Li Shaoyang was.

"Wait until there is a fight, you get underneath and don't come out no matter what happens." Li Shaoyang whispered to Sisi'er, then let her go, and took a deep breath.

Siser was shocked and frightened, there was no reason, how could the identities of the two of them be exposed, could it be that they were traitors? Is the Seventh Institute so powerful?

The two cultivators, disguised as police officers, had already walked to the seats, but they ignored Li Shaoyang and Sisi'er, and said to the old gentleman, "May I ask if you are Mr. Rong?" ”

The old gentleman looked up at them: "Ah, yes, I'm Rong Yuxing, may I ask what is the matter with the comrade?" ”

A police officer suddenly smiled: "You are really Professor Rong of Guangfu University, that's right, in our VIP compartment, there is a passenger who likes your book "Closing the Country" very much, and I heard that you are in this car, so I would like to ask you to go over and talk." ”

Another police officer explained: "The guest is not very convenient, so he can't come and meet you. ”

Mr. Rong is a lover, and said very happily: "I didn't expect to meet my readers on this train." My book "Closing the Country" is a very unpopular work, and I am ashamed to say that it only sold a few thousand copies in total. If you meet it, you have a fate, so I'll go. ”

The old gentleman was talking here, but he didn't notice that the two policemen secretly showed impatient looks.

Li Shaoyang's heart moved, his right hand pressed on the hidden space ring in his left hand, and a yellow talisman quietly started. His subordinates moved quickly, folded the small yellow talisman into the shape of a paper crane, and then grabbed a great light mark with both hands and hit the paper crane talisman.

After completing this qiē, Mr. Rong had already stood up, carrying a water cup and was about to leave with the police, Li Shaoyang pretended to lean over to take something, and gently touched the old man's trouser leg, and the paper crane with the bright seal was attached to the old man's trouser leg like a spirit, and finally got into the old man's coat.

Li Shaoyang secretly urged the most subtle spiritual power to ensure that the two disguised police officers would not find out, and then watched the old gentleman leave.

The young man with glasses on the opposite side was looking at something with his mobile phone just now, and then he exclaimed: "I found Professor Rong Yuxing, director of the history department of Guangfu University, a well-known social activist and historian in China." I read his books when I was in college, but I didn't expect to meet them here. ”

Si'er sat up reassuringly at this time, and sneered when he heard this: "I think it's just an old pedant, nothing remarkable." ”

The young man with glasses glanced at her: "You are a foreigner who speaks Chinese quite fluently, but you don't understand the cultural circle of China, Mr. Rong has a very high status among intellectuals, and he is also a visiting professor at many universities, and he is an absolute authority in various social organizations." ”

Li Shaoyang didn't say a word, pretending to be asleep, but he kept holding the light seal in his hand.

With the help of this light seal, his mind was already connected with the paper crane, and the paper crane hidden in Mr. Rong's coat was like a camera and eavesdropper, allowing him to see and hear what was happening around Mr. Rong.

The reason why the Light Seal was chosen is because among the Bright King Seals, only the Light Seal is the purest and closest to the surrounding spiritual power, so that even if there is a fluctuation of power, it will be treated as an ordinary spiritual power flow by the cultivator, and it will not be noticed lightly.

Li Shaoyang was really curious about the two cultivators who were disguised as police officers just now, and he was even more curious about why they suddenly appeared and why they took Mr. Rong away.

At this time, Mr. Rong has entered the VIP car and came to a spacious private room, which occupies the best position of the suspension train, with a restaurant in front and wine in the back, but the ticket price is also expensive, and it is a private room that only rich and noble families can enjoy.

Two police officers "escorted" Mr. Rong in, and saw a handsome young man in a Mao suit sitting there. Young people reading books.

Mr. Rong suddenly felt strange, his book was very boring and difficult to understand, I thought it was an older reader, but I didn't expect it to be so young, and this young man looked weird.

In Mr. Rong's opinion, the young man opposite was just sitting there, and his body exuded a gloomy color, as if he had a cold attribute, and as soon as he came in, he felt that the temperature had dropped by a few degrees.

He suspected that he had made a mistake, but the thick book in the young man's hand was not his own "Closing the Country", which could not be wrong.

At this time, the gloomy young man raised his head, saw that Mr. Rong was coming, smiled slightly, and actually stood up.

That's not right! Didn't you just say that this reader is inconvenient for his legs...... Mr. Rong was still puzzled, and the door of the box behind him slammed shut, which made the whole private room more and more quiet.

Mr. Rong suddenly felt panicked in his heart, and he had an ominous premonition.

The gloomy young man came up and stretched out his hand to shake him: "My name is Rahu, although it is the first time we have met, I like Professor Rong's book very much. Well written! ”

Mr. Rong felt a little relieved, and as the young man sat on the sofa in the private room, the young man put down the book very casually, but the gloomy atmosphere on his body became stronger.

Mr. Rong glanced at him uneasily: "Mr. Luo, do you really want to discuss this book with me?" ”

The gloomy young man who called himself Rahu shook his head: "No, although this book is good, I have read it all, and I don't need to discuss it with anyone, not even its author." ”

Mr. Rong's face suddenly changed: "Then what are you going to do when you invite me here?" ”

Luo Hu looked at him and was silent for half a minute before he said slowly: "Professor Rong, this time you went to Shucheng to attend a lecture at Southwest University?" ”

Mr. Rong nodded: "Yes, but it's just an academic exchange meeting...... Ah, how do you know! He was halfway through his speech before he felt wrong.

Luo Hu smiled gloomily: "It doesn't matter how I know. Professor Rong, I propose that you cancel this lecture. ”

"Why?" Professor Rong said angrily.

Luo Hu said lightly: "Because the content of your speech is about the Celestial Shield, there are many points in it that will affect people's understanding of the shield, so it must be canceled." ”

"Wow!" Professor Rong flicked his sleeves and stood up: "You even know the content of my speech. ”

Rahu sat there peacefully, unconcerned about Professor Rong's anger: "Just like what Professor wrote in the book "Closing the Country". In the place of retreat, speech is like a sword. After the lockdown of the country, public opinion is like a chariot. The war will arise from people who are not satisfied with the status quo, who peek into the outside world and try to break that lock......"

The young man quoted Professor Rong's writings at length, and finally said in a deep voice: "As a nocturnal imperial historian, it is my responsibility to eliminate those who are uneasy and the status quo, like wiping away a piece of dirt. Professor Rong, you're about to turn into this piece of dirt. ”

Professor Rong became more and more angry: "Nocturnal Imperial History? I've never heard of this organization, are you a spy? ”

"The imperial history wants to inquire into the affairs of the world, but the nocturnal imperial history cannot be known." The corners of Luo Hu's mouth brought up a touch of gloom, and his figure flashed like a phantom, appearing in front of Professor Rong, and his left hand was pressed on his chest: "This is the maxim of the Nocturnal Imperial History of the Seventh Research Institute." ”

……

Li Shaoyang, who pinched the Bright Seal, jumped his eyelids, he had already seen and heard a qiē, but he didn't expect this person who called himself Rahu to launch it so quickly, and without hesitation at this time, the Bright Seal pinched it fiercely.

In the VIP compartment over there, a faint red light was already flashing on Professor Rong's chest, and he opened his mouth, ho-ho, and fell to the ground.

Rahu withdrew his hand, and a disguised police officer hurriedly handed over a warm wet wipe.

Luo Hu wiped his hands softly, held the wet wipes and the book "Retreat and Closed Country" together, and a red flame appeared in his palm, burning the wet wipes and thick books into ashes.

"When I arrived at the terminal, I took him to the station emergency center, and he said that he had died of a heart attack." Luo Hu said lightly: "Then send me to Southwest University." ”

The disguised police officer bowed his head and said respectfully, "Yes, sir." ”

……

The suspension train stopped at the Shucheng terminus. Mr. Rong never came back, and the young man insisted on helping him look at his luggage. Li Shaoyang pulled his hand: "Let's go." ”

kept getting out of the car, Sith was still wondering: "Why hasn't the old man come back yet, is it because the chat is too enjoyable?" ”

Li Shaoyang snorted and didn't speak, and when he walked to the station emergency center, he let go of the hand holding Sisi'er and said, "You go to the exit and wait for me, I want to go to the toilet." ”

"What, the droid still goes to the toilet?" Sis's eyes widened.

Li Shaoyang also glared at her fiercely: "Remember our disguise, you should call me husband or dear, why do you call androids everywhere?" ”

Siser stuck out his little tongue and obediently walked to the exit of the station.