As night fell, shrouded in the bright Lu Mansion, a man crept around the wall, and his companion was slender, obviously a woman. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Buddha shrine, you go up, I'll go down. Now to the watch, I'll cut off the power in three minutes, after a minute. The man raised his hand, and the watch on his wrist was opposite the woman beside him.

When everything was ready, the shrine nodded, climbed all the way from the water pipe on her side, and quietly landed on the eaves, the moonlight floating on her like a nocturnal cat.

At the same time, Guanyin shook sideways, avoided the patrolling servants, strode forward, only into a small basement, and walked all the way, quietly seeing the electric gate at the end.

He took out the tool bag he was carrying, spread it gently, and felt a Phillips screwdriver to quickly and delicately twist the screws fastened outside the electric switch, and then the knife edge was held by him on the edge of his mouth, and his teeth were bitten to prevent it from falling. He pulled out another pair of needle-nose pliers, and after tinkering in the wire-strewn switch, he raised his hand to look at the watch in his hand, and there were still ten seconds, ten, nine, eight...... Three, two, one - he decisively pressed down the pliers, gently twisted a wire, and immediately stuffed the tool into the tool kit, and the vent that had been opened from the beginning was immediately turned up, and after placing the blinds lightly, he immediately crawled to the ground and walked forward lightly.

The Buddha shrine had already jumped from the outer window into the attic staircase at the moment when Guanyin pinched the electric switch, and there were two domestic servants with handles at the door, who became very vigilant because of the darkness, but it didn't matter, she had already observed the terrain clearly before she started. So she easily hid sideways behind the wall, and with a leaping kick wrapped the neck of one of them, while her arm grabbed the other's throat, and with a twist of her legs and a lift of her arms, two crisp sounds passed, and the two vigilant servants had fallen to the ground with a bang.

Domestic servants are becoming less and less effective.

The shrine didn't have time to laugh again, she immediately took off the wire hooked on the hair wire, bent it into a twisted arc, and went deep into the attic door with a slight hook, and the lock opened, but the shrine's eyebrows were furrowed, and she was not happy, because she had already heard the sound of someone coming upstairs.

The attic was on the third floor, and the man was coming up from the first floor, with mixed footsteps, obviously with a large number of people.

She pushed the door open, and through the moonlight, she saw a safe, and it was obvious that the level 1 file she wanted was inside.

Time is running out, and she is not allowed to think about it anymore, and now it is obviously not enough time to open the lock, so she can only break the safe. She took out the thermite, took out the German ****** PPK pistol that she had given to her friend when she was in the Soviet Union, installed the silencer, opened the safety, and gently pulled the trigger.

The fire is in full swing to show off brilliantly, and the Buddha shrine has clearly heard a large number of people hurrying from the second floor, ah, this silencer device is really not easy to use, or there is a subtle sound being heard.

Before he had time to think about it, the shrine curled the smile on his lips, took the documents in his hand, shook flexibly by the window, climbed the water pipe, and quickly slidied.

"Just four minutes, no more, no less." The Buddha shrine raised its hand to signal Guanyin, and the smile on his lips was a little mad.

Guanyin ignored her, bowed her head slightly, and then the two of them jumped forward, bowed forward quickly under the cover of grass and trees, and disappeared in the darkness.

In a speeding car.

The shrine drove the car, looked at the man decorated with bullets through the rearview mirror, and frowned: "Where else are you going?" There has been a big commotion tonight, and we can't act rashly. ”

Guanyin filled in the bullet chamber one by one, smelled the words of the Buddha shrine, and his eyebrows were slightly irritable, "The task has been completed, now you bring the documents back, I will go to meet old friends." ”

"Old friends?" The Buddha shrine made a sharp turn, leaned slightly, and a coldness between her eyebrows gradually condensed, "Heh, I think I'm going to meet that Japanese." Guanyin, you are not alone now, you belong to a team, you take the liberty of making a move, if you fail, you will definitely expose our other comrades. ”

Guanyin's index finger pulled the trigger, and with a slight twist, a flower bloomed in his palm, iron cold, "I have never missed." At this point, he put his hand on the car door, signaling the shrine to stop, the shrine was secretly annoyed, the first time he cooperated with Guanyin, he was so uncooperative.

"Don't forget, I'm Guanyin."

After the man dropped this sentence lightly, he slammed the car door, shaking the shrine back to his senses.

Yes, he is Guanyin, who has been known as the Guanyin who has been called a person who has saved suffering since ancient times.

If you don't move, you will be killed with one hit.

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It was as if the night in front of him had not been affected by what had just happened in the Lu Mansion, only a speeding car in the middle of the lonely highway was slightly panicked.

Matsumoto Ichiro sat in the back seat of the car, and there was still a slight dampness on the back of his neck, which was the cold sweat he condensed in the four minutes of darkness in the Lu Mansion.

At that time, the moment the darkness fell, he felt that he would definitely be the target tonight, in the past, his identity was originally very sensitive and careful, and today it was mainly to get close to Lu Xiancai swaggering out of the Chamber of Commerce to attend the banquet in the Lu Mansion, so he didn't bring many people with him, only a personal bodyguard. The Lu Mansion in the dark did not allow anyone to travel, and after he hurriedly said goodbye to Lu Xian, he pulled his own people into the car.

So now when he sits in the car back to the Chamber of Commerce, Matsumoto Ichiro's heart is anxious, he wants to urgently return to the Japanese group on the Hongkou side, where he will get a temporary life guarantee.

After all, he is a businessman, not a Japanese soldier, and he still cares very much about life and death.

Thinking of this, Matsumoto Ichiro's heart slowly softened. After turning this bend and walking another 300 meters, you will be the territory of the Japanese forces.

However, at this time, the car braked sharply, pulling back Matsumoto Ichiro's consciousness. He was like a frightened bird, "What happened! ”

But strangely, the driver who drove the car, Suzuki Sakai, did not answer his question, and he began to realize that a dangerous aura enveloped him, leaving him unable to breathe.

"Sakai? Sakai! Sakai Suzuki! I'm asking you—" Matsumoto's voice stopped abruptly, as if he had seen something he shouldn't have seen, and his eyes widened in a terrifying way.

He hurriedly pulled the bodyguard in the passenger seat, but only the warm blood left in his hand remained. The crimson color was somewhat innocent and pure in the moonlight, like a demon, blinking lightly, engulfing all of Matsumoto Ichiro's senses.

"Ahh Who are you—"

The rest of his mouth opened unwillingly, and dark red blood foam came out, Sakai Suzuki, no, it should be called Guanyin, smiled and looked at Matsumoto Ichiro, who was lying on his back with a smile, looking at the mouth that continued to expand with the action of lying on his back after his throat was cut, and smiled lightly, those peach blossom eyes seemed to be even brighter after seeing blood.

"Ah, I'm Guanyin."

The man's characteristic tail rhyme pressed against the tongue cavity, allowing the sound to waft through the small but bloody workshop. He took out a card from his arms, gently placed it on the face of the dead bodyguard beside him, opened the car door with a smile, and walked away against the moonlight.

The moonlight slowly flowed, as if she had discovered the unrest in this place, and the faint light pierced the card on the person's face, but it was shocking, like seeing a cow, a ghost, a snake, and a god.

It was a blood-colored statue of Guanyin, but it had a pair of eyes that were not compassionate.

In the autumn of 1926, Guanyin was born.