"Well, let her be, child. As long as you help me keep her safe, Aunt Qian will be grateful. Zhang Qian sighed and said, and dried the second pot head in the cup again.

Lin Xing didn't open another bottle of wine, but put a bowl of thick beef soup in front of Zhang Qian, and comforted: "The ** thing is wrapped up in me, don't worry." She is still young, and when she grows up and understands how difficult it is to survive in society, she will understand you. ”

After speaking, he drank all the wine in the cup, filled a bowl of broth for himself, and snorted and ate the rest of the dishes.

After the meal, Zhang Qian rushed to wash the dishes, but Lin Xing didn't fight with her. Taking advantage of Aunt Qian's empty dishes, she took a shower in the bathroom, and then hurriedly walked into the room.

Rubbing his hair with a towel, and inadvertently seeing the mobile phone on the bed, Lin Xing suddenly felt a pang in his heart: What is the origin of that little flat head, and why is there such a text message in the mobile phone?

Drying his hair haphazardly, Lin Xing hurriedly started the desktop computer. I took my phone and connected it to my computer with the number of jù cables I had just bought in the afternoon.

Lin Xing moved the mouse, copied and pasted the content of the text message into the word document, stared at the screen, and looked at it carefully.

The content of the text message is very common, and it basically means: celebrate so-and-so, on a certain day, year, month, and day, to be promoted to department manager. The following is a string of blessings that are like a slip of the tongue.

What shocked Lin Xing was the strange format of the text message.

The messages sent by ordinary people basically don't even have a space in the first paragraph, but are flat and straightforward, and they don't even bother to deliberately start another line. This text message of blessing occupies a line in every sentence, and there are a number of spaces before and after, and a few punctuation marks that seem to be typed out randomly.

Such a text message, in the eyes of ordinary people, at most, the person who wants to text is probably too drunk, or he likes to be a maverick. But Lin Xing could see at a glance that this weird format of text messages was the most familiar in his previous life - the killer password!

Copy the information into the document and subtract the preceding spaces from the spaces at the end of each line to get a number.

Connecting all the resulting numbers and looking backwards from the bottom up is the deadline for the task.

The punctuation marks that seem to be typed randomly are not meaningless, but represent a certain English letter. Typing these deciphered letters into your browser in a certain order will result in a temporarily registered domain name.

Then, according to the other messages transmitted in the text message, you can find out the location of the killer's operation and the target of the assassination in the web page under the domain name!

Every profession keeps pace with the times, and killers are no exception.

Times have evolved, and nowadays, except for a few thugs who act in the name of killers, there is no fool like in the movies: a large cowhide envelope containing a pistol and a photo of an assassination target from the hands of a mysterious person.

Lin Xing deciphered the killer code on the computer, and the corners of his mouth habitually picked out a sneer: Maybe you are a master, but uncle, I am a super master among masters!

The easiest thing to decipher in a message is the date of the mission. When Lin Xing subtracted the number of spaces in each row, he couldn't help but gasp when he looked at the date obtained.

Because, the date that is drawn is the next Monday, which is the day when students start school.

With this discovery, Lin Xing couldn't wait to decipher other information, and when he found out the name and location of the assassination target in the search page, he suddenly stood up from the computer desk......

Two knocks on the door woke Lin Xing up from shock, and Zhang Qian's voice came, a little anxious: "Ah Xing, Ah Xing, come out and take a look!" ”

"Oh!" Lin Xing heard Aunt Qian's voice urgently, hurriedly raised his hand to turn off the monitor, opened the door and walked into the living room, "Aunt Qian, what's the matter?" ”

"I heard someone knock on the door just now, but when I opened the door, there was no one outside, only this cowhide envelope on the ground!" Zhang Qian said in a panic, holding a cowhide envelope in both hands and sending it to Lin Xing, "This ...... It seems to be ...... in there."

"Rub! Could it be that times have gone backwards? Lin Xing pinched the corner of the cowhide envelope with the thumb and forefinger of his left hand and lifted it from Zhang Qian's hand. Weighing the weight, I felt the illusion that I had gone back in time.

In addition to this illusion, Lin Xing felt even more crying and laughing.

The weight of the cowhide envelope was heavy, much like the weight of a pistol.

Lin Xing wanted to scold the street:! Which bastard has such a quick IQ? Even if you're going to hire a killer using the old method, can you please change to a bigger bag?

The length and width of a cowhide envelope is about the same as that of a laptop, but it is just an ordinary envelope used to hold archives.

The envelope was heavy, flat on one side, like a stack of files printed on A4 paper; On the other side, it is propped up by the things inside, showing a triangular bulge, and anyone who looks at it will think that it is a pistol inside!

Zhang Qian looked at Lin Xing's strange expression, and said nervously: "Ah Xing, how could someone put a gun at the door of our house?" ”

"Huh?" Hearing Aunt Qian's nervous voice, Lin Xing suddenly came back to his senses. patted it on his forehead, and said in his heart:! Occupational disease is committed again. I was too involved in deciphering the code just now, and I thought I was still the original professional killer.

Lin Xing, who came back to his senses, did not hesitate for a moment, and tore open the cowhide envelope. At the same time, the left ear was opened, and the target was locked on the door of his house.

"Uh...... It's a toy gun with marbles, so you can keep it for fun. Lin Xing subconsciously glanced at the door of the house, stuffed the marble gun taken out of the envelope into Zhang Qian's hand, turned around and walked back to the bedroom.

After closing the door, he took out a stack of A4 paper from the envelope and flipped through it, and all of a sudden his head was full of black lines.

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"He didn't even chase down to see who the employer was, it was too unprofessional." A short-haired girl leaned on the iron door and looked at it for a long time, and said disappointedly.

Another girl with a ponytail lying on her shoulder said stupidly: "First, Ah Xing is a super master, not a professional killer, although he will take some private work to earn some extra money, but he has always been very low-key; Second, Yanran...... You came to Ah Xing with your bodyguards at night, just to let him explode those boys' chrysanthemums with an air gun? ”

"Why else do you think I'm coming to him?" The short-haired girl turned her head, leaned against the door of the building and said with a sad face: "Those followers have been chasing me from elementary school until I was admitted to college, and I am almost annoyed to death by them." The bodyguards my dad hired were too rigid to ignore me. Didn't you say that Ah Xing is a master? What about your phone? Hurry up and send him a message! As long as you accept my check for 5,000 yuan, you have to blow up their chrysanthemums! ”