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At the same time, September 29, early in the morning of London. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the end of September, when the weather was getting colder and the autumn breeze occasionally swept through the clean streets, pedestrians waiting at the traffic lights subconsciously wrapped their clothes and complained softly.

The rising sun began to shed a trace of warmth, and in the blue sky, a few yellow leaves occasionally rolled up, swirling in the faint sunlight, and then slowly falling down. With the people who stop and stay, it is the most beautiful scenery.

On Kensington Street, on an inconspicuous street corner, a handsome man in a trench coat placed the case in front of him, nodded slightly to a lady who walked in front of him with a surprised smile, and gracefully put the violin in his hand on the side of his neck......

In the next second, melodious music sounded.

The autumn breeze ruffled the corners of his clothes, and also blew his slightly longer blonde hair, revealing his elegant and charming face.

The delicate and tall nose bridge, the carved angular facial features, and the deep eyes, the dark blue eyes are like ice crystals, calm and silent, you can feel the power in the eyes, but they do not look sharp and compelling.

The sound of the song is soothing and melodious, like a faint warm sunshine in the air, but with the falling yellow leaves, it also brings a touch of loneliness.

The number of pedestrians increased, most of them hurried to their work, but the lady who walked in front of him often left a smile of amazement. Occasionally, he took out his wallet and threw in change.

No matter what time it was, his expression was as quiet and indifferent as ever.

……

At 8:43, his target finally walked out of the elevator and sat down on the sofa in the hotel lobby with two bodyguards.

Five minutes later, a black sedan pulled up outside the hotel and walked into the hotel with a middle-aged man on a gentleman's cane. His target got up to shake his hand, and he entered the elevator with him.

After playing the piece quietly, he put down the piano in his hand. He bowed slightly to an old man who happened to have dropped a coin in front of him, and then nodded in the other's nod. Silently, he put the piano into the case.

The moment the case is lifted, on the side of the case, a string of gilded beautiful French words quietly disappears in the sunlight......

Mortiste.

……

"Robben, go make me a cup of coffee!" In the monitoring room, the pot-bellied Granson was stuck in a chair, shouting at the new security guard without looking back, "Robben! Robben ......"

After a long time of no response, he frowned and was about to turn back. A clean, slender hand had already pressed the back of his head and slammed it on the monitoring table.

In the monitoring room, which suddenly quieted down, a slender figure in a trench coat took a step forward and adjusted the angle of several cameras on the console, and behind him, a young figure in a security uniform lay quietly by the door.

Retracting his fingertips and looking up again to check the screen, he turned to see a ...... with pale blue tears in his eyes Sad clown.

Ascending the emergency staircase, he wanders from hotel to hotel like a ghost. As if there was a pervasive perception, he deftly avoided every figure.

Parked in a corner on the seventh floor of the hotel, he silently counted the time. Then take a leisurely step.

The hotel's surveillance was still working, but his slight tweaks gave the intertwined cameras a moment's break.

These micro gaps, I am afraid that even the hotel's most familiar security guard can not be noticed, but he is like dancing on the tip of a knife, step by step freehand and delicately stepping into each gap, the whole person, as if it does not exist......

At the third corner, he finally came to a stop against the wall. Through the right-angled wall behind him, he could even feel the even breathing of the two bodyguards standing outside the door.

There was just a momentary pause. The next second, he leaned over slightly. The whole person poured out like a streamer, and the cold light of his right hand wiped the throat of the first bodyguard.

The other bodyguard's face changed suddenly, and the warning and gun action that he had practiced thousands of times were all in one go, but it was a pity that his slender fingers had already choked his throat, and while his throat was stuck, a bone-chilling chill penetrated his chest, and then he twisted it gently.

His eyes darkened, and the hand that had reached into his arms hung limply on his chest.

At this time, a thin blood line appeared in the throat of the first bodyguard......

A card was wiped out of nowhere between his left fingers, and the moment the door opened, he lifted the two of them with both hands and swept through the door together.

The surveillance slowly swept over the ......

As the two corpses fell heavily to the ground, the two people sitting on the sofa stood up suddenly, even though they had witnessed death with their own eyes, they still shuddered when they looked at the strange sad clown face at this moment.

"What people!" Antonio's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and he suppressed the fear in his heart very well, and almost at the moment of speaking, he took out the gun from his arms and shot directly at the target!

The ice eyes were calm and silent staring at the muzzle of the gun, and in the face of this shot, he turned sideways sharply, not retreating, but advancing.

The bullet sank deep into the wall, and a trench coat was like a black mandala in full bloom, with a chilling glow, blooming with the coldest death.

A cold light filled the air, and Antonio held his gun and slowly fell backwards.

Bubbling blood, flowing from the dense blood lines on his body.

The gentleman's cane fell to the ground with a clatter, and the middle-aged man raised his hands, his trembling lips could not speak, and then, with the darkest shadow of death, pressed down on him.

……

Bloody and bloody, the eyes behind the mask were still indifferent, he took out his mobile phone and silently photographed Antonio, who was already dead.

A cry suddenly rang out.

He slowly turned and walked to the bedroom, where the door was closed.

The cold light in her hand cut through the door lock, and the door opened, and a beautiful woman trembling tightly covered the baby's small mouth.

"Don't ...... No...... Please......"

In the midst of the pleading, he walked to the crib and looked at the woman's pale and desperate face, and his eyes fluctuated for the first time.

"He died...... Or you die ......"

Hoarse, icy cold.

"Please...... Please......"

He slowly raised his hand, and behind the two holes in the mask, a trace of madness grew: "He's dead...... Or you die ......"

The woman closed her eyes in despair, and at last, she bravely opened her hands and used her trembling body to stand in front of the crib.

"Kill me...... Let him go...... Let him go......"

His hand gently grabbed her beautiful neck, and at this moment, her eyes that were trying to open wide, there was no fear in them, they were all pleading......

The blood next to the crystal blue eyes was bursting with blood.

……

The sunlight falling through the window moved slowly, and finally passed over the corner of the bed and reflected in the crib. The dazzling light fell on the baby's sweet sleeping face, and a wah-wow cry finally sounded again.

At the foot of the bed, the delicate body moved, and then the first moment she woke up, she threw herself on the side of the crib, and looked at the baby waving her little hands in the bed, and she finally opened her mouth...... Crying hoarsely...... (To be continued.) )