The day after he was shot, the FBI branch in New York, Skinner's office. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lydia and Hatton stood straight at Skinner's desk, anxiously waiting for the unsmiling man to speak.

Skinner had an open folder on his desk. Judging by the placement of the folders, he had already read the entire contents. At this time, he was watching the surveillance video in the Zongheng ward on his computer.

Just as Lydia and Hatton saw the surveillance video yesterday, Skinner also had a look of shock on his face. In disbelief, he watched the video three times before pressing the pause button.

"What do you think, who is this kid?" Skinner asked as he took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his sour nose.

Hatton replied, "Lydia and I initially thought he was just a normal boy who had been abused since childhood, but judging by the way he dealt with the killer, we didn't think it was that simple. Specifically, it feels contradictory. ”

"Contradictions? Let's talk about it. Skinner put on his glasses, his eyes as sharp as ever.

This time, Lydia answered his question: "This little guy is extremely vigilant and reacts quickly, and his counterattack is very fierce and sharp, not at all like a child of about twelve years old. Hatton and I thought that the reason why he had so many injuries was because of the rigorous military training he received since childhood. It's like some junior soldier under a third-world warlord. But later, we noticed a detail in the video. When the killer pulled out his gun, he reacted a little strangely. He didn't dodge, as if he had seen a gun for the first time. This does not fit into the characteristics of military training from an early age. ”

Skinner nodded, agreeing with Lydia's analysis. "He used to say a word when the killer came in," he said. Can you know what he said? ”

Lydia shook her head, "There are no microphones installed in the ward. I consulted the lip language experts in the bureau, but the sample was too small to identify what he had said. ”

"So, we don't know anything about this boy, except that he is Asian, about twelve years old, has suffered a lot of injuries since he was a child, has almost no contact with modern medical care, is extraordinary, and someone wants to kill him?"

"Yes......" Hatton was a little ashamed.

Skinner frowned, leaned back in his chair tiredly, and asked, "So, what about the killer?" What clues did you find from her? ”

Hatton's face was even more ashamed, and he said, "We searched all major databases in the United States, but we couldn't find any record of this person. It was as if she had come out of nowhere. ”

Skinner waved his hand and said, "It's normal to not find it." Just by the ruthlessness with which she committed suicide after being injured, we knew that she must be a dead soldier carefully cultivated by a certain organization, and it was impossible for us to find out her identity so easily. ”

"But it's just a smuggling syndicate. Would they send such a dead man for the sake of a child? Hatton was puzzled.

"At the moment we have no evidence that the child is linked to the smuggling syndicate. But whoever sent the killer showed that this child was very important to them. Lydia added.

"That's right." Skinner affirmed, "That kid must have some very important information. So, we must keep an eye on this child. I don't believe that someone who wants to kill him will give up after a single failure. If you follow this line, you may be able to catch a big fish. Agent Lee! ”

"In! Sir! ”

"I already know how you behaved during surgery yesterday. I am honored to have such a skilled member of our detectives as you. Thank you for saving that child. ”

"That's what I'm supposed to do. Sir. ”

"But there's a very difficult task ahead for me that I need you to complete."

"Please command. Sir. ”

"From now on, I need a trustworthy agent to follow this boy wherever he wants. It is desirable that she has a strong Asian ancestry, has some medical skills, and has a high level of proficiency in various languages commonly used in East Asia. Throughout the mission, she has to take care of the boy like a sister, like a mother, like a nanny, gain his trust, find out his true identity, and dig up clues to the person who wants to kill him. At the same time, she has to be on the lookout for attacks from the mysterious organization. Agent Lee, can I give you this task? ”

Lydia was only halfway through the hearing, and she knew that this task was her duty. When Skinner finished speaking, she was about to say yes, but Hatton stabbed out diagonally and intercepted her. He shouted, "Wait! Top dog! Have you forgotten that Lydia and I are partners? She went to protect the boy, what should I do? ”

"If Agent Li takes over this mission, of course I will arrange a suitable position for you in the mission. Agent Lee, what was your decision? ”

"I'm at the boss's beheels."

"That's good! Then it was decided. Skinner clapped his palm, "Agent Lee is in charge of close protection, and Hatton is in charge of covert support. A detailed mission description will be sent to you later. The deadline for this task is likely to drag on for a long time, so be prepared. ”

"Yes! Sir! ”

"Understood! Top dog! ”

……

After waking up from a coma, the first thing he saw after opening his eyes was the face of a woman with black hair, yellow muscles, and blue eyes.

This startled him, and he instantly remembered the assassin who had broken his leg by kicking him.

He subconsciously wanted to punch and smash this woman in the face. But as soon as the thought came to mind, before he could move, there was a sharp pain in the right half of his body. The pain was so intense that it almost made him feel like the right half of his body had been completely torn to pieces. He twitched like a fish dragged ashore to death.

Seeing this, the woman immediately reached out and stroked his forehead, and said "shh......h Shh......hh

The cool and warm skin feels like the best analgesic, which immediately relieves the sharp pain. Although she couldn't understand what she said, she understood that she was asking her not to be anxious.

Feeling the woman's kindness, he vaguely remembered that when he was severely injured by the assassin with a hidden weapon, it seemed that this woman picked him up from the ground in a panic and hurriedly sent him into a room full of white light. Although I don't know what this woman did later, I guess that his life should have been saved by this woman based on my intuition.

"Where am I?" Zongheng asked.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Zongheng was startled by his own voice. His voice was hoarse, as if he had a large cloud of sand in his throat.

The woman didn't answer him immediately, but just brought a silent bottle full of water to Zongheng and motioned for him to drink.

There was something like a straw stuck in the bottle. Zongheng licked his lips, very moved. But casually drinking the water brought by a strange woman made Zongheng, who had been plotted by a woman twice in a row, feel a little hesitant. Once he was bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of the well rope, Zongheng was considered to have been psychologically shadowed by Chu Bingfan and the female assassin.

But mental hesitation ultimately failed to overcome physical thirst. Zongheng was so thirsty that even his tongue was as rough and dry as moss that had been sunburned for days. He tried to convince himself that if this woman really wanted to harm him, she could have done it while he was injured and unconscious, so why wait until now?

So, after a short swing, Zongheng finally pursed his lips, took the "wheat tube" in his mouth, and sucked hard.

In an instant, a cool and sweet line of water gushed out of the "wheat tube" and poured it into the dry mouth full of bitterness, which immediately restored the feeling of freshness to the mouth. With this mouthful of water, Zongheng only felt that his body was like being drenched by the spring rain, and it was nourished with vitality.

So, he couldn't stop anymore. He kept sucking, sucking, and drank a large bottle of water in two sips.

Zongheng was not satisfied. He let go of the "straw", looked at the woman and said, "Is there anything else?" I still want to drink. ”

This time, his voice was finally no longer hoarse, and he had regained the clarity that a twelve-year-old boy should have.

The woman shook her head and said something. Zongheng didn't understand, but the meaning was clear - he couldn't drink anymore for the time being.

Although the heart is still very thirsty, since the woman is so insistent, the vertical and horizontal are no longer required. Because he remembered that Master had told him that if a person who is seriously injured and has just woken up, it is better not to drink a lot of water or eat at once.

He looked down and saw that his chest was wrapped in a thick layer of white gauze. With a little heart, Zongheng understood his injury.

It's hurt there again! Zongheng couldn't help but frown. The position of the injury this time is exactly the same as the position where Chu Bingfan stabbed his sword through the chest last time, I really don't know if this is fate?

Although the location of the injury was exactly the same, with his precise control of his body, Zongheng knew that the damage he had received this time was far more serious than the sword wound last time. This was not only because his injured body was still a twelve-year-old immature body, but also because the weapon used by that assassin was much more powerful than the sword in Chu Bingfan's hand. It not only pierced through his body, but also tore countless rifts and dark wounds in his body. Fortunately, these wounds have been sewn up, otherwise, no matter how domineering the recovery ability of Zongheng is, he will already die hard at this time.

I don't know what kind of secret weapon the assassin used! Vertical and horizontal. He had never seen such a domineering secret weapon before. There was a thunderclap when it was activated, and there seemed to be a smell of sulfur. Could it be the legendary palm thunder?

Thinking of this, Zongheng's heart suddenly sank.

Could it be that the Assassins were Taoists? If it was those stinky Taoist priests, it would make sense to have a magical hidden weapon like palm thunder. Moreover, the turtle emperor of the Li family has always treated Taoists preferentially, and even shamelessly climbed the ancestor of Li Er for his family. The relationship between the two sides is so good, it makes sense that these Taoist priests sent assassins to assassinate me, a thief who occupies the mountain.

But now that I've become like this, how did they recognize me? Moreover, this place is full of Hu people, not like in the Central Plains, how did the Taoist assassins find me?

I can't figure it out.

Just when he was thinking about it, the woman who looked exactly like the Han people except for her eyes took out a piece of paper and put it in front of Zongheng's eyes.

Several lines were written on the paper in different words. One of them recognizes: "Who are you?" Where are you from? ”