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The wooden pigeon was silent.

"What's more, what's even more strange is that after the terrorist attacks stopped, from 21 to 22, in less than a year, nearly 100 countries around the world changed their top leaders, not all of them were re-elected, and more of them resigned voluntarily! There is also the 'gun warrant', which was passed in the form of international law in 22 years, and now there are guns all over the world, and people die under guns every day. ”

Ren Jingwen said solemnly: "This is a conspiracy! World War - The terrorists won. ”

Mu Ge's heart was shaken, the global economic level has regressed for ten years in 18 years, and it has not yet recovered, but weapons manufacturing, transportation, trading and other related industries have grown extremely fast. After half a ring, he suddenly reacted, "This...... What does it have to do with Honor Group?! ”

"Are you a pig?" Ren Jingwen glanced at him, "The Honor Letter Group only suddenly rose in the second or second year, and before that, there was a blank about Hua Xinrong and the Honor Letter Group. ”

Mu Ge remembered that it was twenty-two years since he met the old man, and a chill penetrated his back, and the terrorists won the government army?! It's incredible.

Ren Jingwen calmly concluded her speech, "So you have to help me steal something." ”

Mu Ge looked at Ren Jingwen in surprise, "The Honor Letter Group is so terrifying, I can't steal it." ”

"Gotta go!"

"Don't go!"

"You kissed me just now, you must go!"

The wooden pigeon was stunned, "You kissed me." ”

"But you stuck your tongue out!"

"......," said the wooden pigeon, "yes, yes?" ”

"Yes!"

"Uh-huh," said the wooden pigeon tentatively, "there is no need......

"It's necessary." Ren Jingwen put down the knife and fork and said with a sense of mission: "I must find the truth!" It's a journalist's job! ”

Mu Ge sighed in his heart, for the sake of the truth, he may have lost his life.

Ren Jingwen observed Mu Ge's face, and suddenly laughed, "Are you worried about me?" ”

"Neurotic!"

Ren Jingwen became more and more proud, "It must be!" So you're going to help me steal something, it was my first kiss. ”

The wooden pigeon was speechless, and even the "first kiss" was embarrassed to say.

It was almost 11 o'clock when the two left the restaurant, and at the door of the hotel, Ren Jingwen was on the left, holding the right shoulder of the wooden pigeon with her right hand, "Go, I'll send you home." ”

"No, you don't." The wooden pigeon was speechless. He doesn't make friends, and he doesn't like physical contact, but Ren Jingwen's intimate gesture, he can't refuse, but enjoys it quite a lot.

"Then you send me home." Ren Jingwen fumbled in her bag with her left hand, took out the motorcycle key, stuffed it into the wooden pigeon's hand, and led him around the corner and walked towards the motorcycle.

The sky was drizzling, a five- or six-meter-high telephone pole in the alley was lonely against the wall, the rain was flying in the dim light, and the masonry on the ground was glowing with water.

There were still seven or eight meters away from the motorcycle, and the wooden pigeon's heart jumped, and suddenly pulled Ren Jingwen and stopped.

The red light flashed under the motorcycle.

Mu Ge's face changed, and he pulled Ren Jingwen to quickly pounce.

"Boom~" There was a loud bang, the motorcycle exploded, a fireball rose into the air, the red light was bright, the heat wave rolled, and the motorcycle parts were scattered.

The moment the wooden pigeon fell to the ground, he saw a black shadow appear in the corner in front of him, and he was making a gesture to draw a gun, without hesitation, holding Ren Jingwen and rolling horizontally.

"Bang bang bang" gunshots, bullets hit the floor tiles next to the two of them, and sparks flashed.

Rolling three times in a row, the wooden pigeon took out a pistol from behind and shot back.

The shadow dodges and ducks to the wall.

The wooden pigeon got a chance to breathe, pulled Ren Jingwen up, and retreated while fighting back.

Bullets flew wildly, the firelight flickered, and Ren Jingwen hugged her head and screamed.

The two retreated five or six meters, turned into the intersection next to them, and temporarily dodged the bullets flying around.

The wooden pigeon pushed Ren Jingwen to run quickly, while silently judging the time when the killer chased him to the intersection behind him. Suddenly, he pushed Ren Jingwen forward, stopped himself, turned 90 degrees to the right, turned his head to look to the right, raised his right arm, stretched straight forward, and fixed his posture.

The black shadow at the intersection flashed, almost at the same time, the wooden pigeon snapped his index finger, the gun rang out, the muzzle was stable, the bullet was discharged, the initial velocity was 320m/s, the right rotation, drilling through the air, crossing the space of twenty meters, but only breaking a brick in the corner.

Mu Ge's face sank, and he turned around and ran.

Yang Ying stood against the wall, her heart beating violently, her eyes full of horror - that gunman was terrible! At the moment of chasing out of the intersection, the strong sense of crisis made her instinctively shrink her head, and then she saw the masonry explode in front of her eyes, as long as it was a little later, it was her own head that was blown open.

After a full minute, Yang Ying turned out of the wall, didn't dare to chase anymore, and muttered angrily, "I recognized the wrong person in the morning, and now someone is protecting her, hey, trouble, my first task!" ”

Rushing to the street with bright street lights, the traffic was like water, Ren Jingwen finally stopped, pinched her waist with both hands and gasped, "Didn't chase it?" ”

The wooden pigeon said "um" and waved to stop the car. I was not satisfied, if the gun was fired early, the killer would definitely die before he had time to shrink his head. The figure was a little familiar, and I couldn't remember where I had seen it.

"That's good." Ren Jingwen relaxed.

The wooden pigeon looked at her in amazement, "Okay? That's a professional killer! ”

Ren Jingwen opened the small bag and grinned, "Look, I also have a gun." "In the bag lay a short silver revolver.

"Then why didn't you shoot just now?"

Ren Jingwen stuck out her tongue, "It's the first time, it scared me stupid." ”

After a pause, Ren Jingwen said, "Is it really a professional killer?" ”

"Yes."

Ren Jingwen was overjoyed, and waved her fist and shouted: "yes~~"

"Are you sick?"

Ren Jingwen said seriously: "How can a reporter who has not been threatened or hunted down be called a big reporter!" ”

The wooden pigeon shook his head speechlessly.

Ren Jingwen said to herself: "It must be Ouyang Qing's bad woman who is looking for a killer to kill me, which shows that my investigation is valuable." Not! I'm going to dig them all out! ”

The wooden pigeon is speechless, and he is still so motivated to be targeted by the killer? What is the profession of a journalist, so awesome?

After three or four taxis, an empty one finally stopped.

Mu Ge thought about Ouyang Qing, is this woman an old man's woman? Is it the task employer who killed Ren Jingwen? He didn't realize that what he was thinking now was to protect Ren Jingwen.

Killer guilds usually accept and post tasks on a one-to-one basis, with the employer paying a 20% deposit when the task is placed, and the remaining 80% after the task is completed, and if the payment is declined, the employer is the next target.

There are three forms of mission completion, one is the death of the target (mission completed); the second is the employer's cancellation (the deposit is not refundable); The third is the death of the employer (unable to pay the remaining expenses).

Regardless of the form in which the quest is finished, the guild receives a 20% commission, and the actual reward for the killer is 80% of the bounty. And the killer is dead, the mission is not over, just change the killer to continue.

Ren Jingwen bit the nail of her right thumb and fell into her own deep thought. Three years ago, she followed the female college student engaged in the industry to dig up the honor hotel, and then dug up gambling and many illegal activities, and even found the shadow of terrorists, but there is no definite evidence, her speculation can only be speculation, and it cannot be published, let alone form sanctions.

The car drove into the community, stopped in front of a building, and the two got out of the car, and the wooden pigeon cautiously looked around.

Ren Jingwen glanced up and said strangely: "Huh? The lights are on, and my sister is back? ”

Mu Ge looked up along her line of sight, the 6-story building, only one window on the 5th floor was on at this time, "Abnormal?" ”

Seeing Mu Ge's grim expression, Ren Jingwen nodded obediently, "Hmm." It was my sister's wedding room, and for some reason, she moved to the apartment that the newspaper had arranged for me. I live here, she never comes back here, usually I go to find her. ”

"Make a phone call."

"Hmm." Ren Jingwen also understands that she must be careful now.

Two beeps and the phone is connected.

"Wenwen, why haven't you come back yet?"

Ren Jingwen was overjoyed, "I'm downstairs, sister, is it you upstairs?" ”

The balcony lights on, the curtains opened, and a figure walked to the balcony.

Ren Jingwen waved to the balcony, "I'll come up right away." ”

Mu Ge looked relieved, lowered his head, the person on the balcony must be the policewoman he met in the morning, although the distance is not close, but be careful. "I'm leaving."

Ren Jingwen groaned and pursed her lips, "Hmm." Be careful yourself, don't worry about me, my sister is a police officer, she will protect me. ”

"I'm not worried."

Ren Jingwen grinned and said mischievously, "You're just worried." ”

The wooden pigeon avoided her clear eyes and got into the car.

Ren Jingwen suddenly leaned out of the car window, "Hey, it's too much, you are the one who took away my first kiss, and you didn't tell me your name." ”

The driver was an obese middle-aged man, and when he heard this, he laughed, and his face trembled.

Mu Ge's expression froze, I don't know if it was the first kiss, let alone "take away", "I...... It's called a wooden pigeon. ”

"Pastoral? Wow, Makihara is singing. Ren Jingwen's eyes lit up, as if she was standing under the blue sky and white clouds, stepping on the vast grassland.

"Wood of wood."

"Oh, that's not bad either."

"The dove of the dove."

"The pigeon of the white dove? Wooden pigeon? Hahahaha~" Ren Jingwen laughed heartily, and then felt that this was not good, so she hurriedly suppressed her laughter, but she couldn't hide her smile, grinning, showing her white and neat teeth, "Give, my business card, call me, we still have business to discuss." ”