Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Killer Is Not Too Cold

"Master, hello!" Gu Feng's progress is obvious, he has not only learned to use modern communication tools, but also learned civilized language!

"Well, Gu Feng, I heard Han Han say today's things, and this time you have made meritorious contributions again!"

"Master, don't be sarcastic about me, I'm not taking people's money and eliminating disasters for others!" Gu Feng said with self-deprecation.

"Well, according to what Han Han said, the scale of today's assassination is extremely large, you can retreat with Han Han with your whole body, proving that Ding Sheng and I are not wrong about you!" The master praised and asked, "Do you have any clues about the origin of these people?" I went to that alley to see it, and it rained so hard today that there was nothing left at the scene, and if it weren't for you, no one would believe that there was a fierce fight in that alley today! ”

"Could it be that the master suspects me and Han Han of lying?" Gu Feng asked.

"No, of course not, I didn't leave anything left, it's not that there really isn't anything left, the marks of the sword are everywhere, and this alone shows how tragic this battle is."

"What does the master mean?"

"I mean, they didn't leave anything behind for us to trace."

"Oh, it's not completely out of the question!"

"Then tell me about it!"

"There are a total of eighteen assassins, three of whom are quite high-level ninjas, and one of them is already dead and speaks Fanyu!"

"Words? Are you referring to the Japanese language? Master asked.

"I don't know much about this, I don't know much about the current language, but you can ask Han Han! She was listening! ”

"But even if they are foreigners, it doesn't mean anything, the deep city is now soaring, there are countless tourists and scholars from all over the world, and it's not easy to check!"

"Hehe, it's hard to find the living, but it's not difficult to find the dead!" Gu Feng said calmly.

"You kid have an idea?" Master's eyes lit up.

"Well, master, you are like this" Gu Feng explained his plan in detail on the phone.

The master nodded frequently, but in the end, he couldn't help asking: "What if they deal with it in a low-key manner?" ”

"If that's the case, then there's no way but to wait for the next time they attack, and leave a living mouth!" Gu Feng said helplessly.

"Well, I'll take care of that. I'll keep you informed as soon as there's news! The master said on the phone.

"Well, then it's troublesome for the master, does the master have anything else to tell Gu Feng? Or do you have anything to give to Gu Feng? ”

"Haha, your kid has become a sperm, why do you still need me to teach you!"

"Master's words don't seem like praising me, like scolding me!" Gu Feng blushed.

"No, this is really a compliment to you, Gu Feng, maybe sometimes you don't think about things in place, but your life and your luck make up for your shortcomings, what the master can teach you in the future is really limited, the only thing I can say is to wish you smooth sailing and smooth roads!"

"Then borrow the master's auspicious words!" Gu Feng said with a slight disappointment, this time talking to the master, he felt as if something had changed, or the master was hinting at something to him, but he couldn't tell whether it was the former or the latter!

Hung up the phone, Gu Feng still felt very dazed, could it be that he was too careful? ――

Today, in 2010, in the era of network informatization, men, women and children have learned to surf the Internet, some like to be at home, some love to go to Internet cafes, and some like to show off or really can't do without the Internet.

The Guoning Internet café on Shiping Road is not elegant, and it is also close to the side of the road, with people and cars coming and going, noisy and complicated, but the business has not been bad.

At this moment, in front of an inconspicuous seat sits a fat man who looks so ordinary that he can't find it if he throws it on the street!

The fat man surfs the Internet, not like other people, open games, open web pages, open movies, open cool dogs, and hang a few QQ, as if he can't take up all the network resources, he just opened a QQ!

The fat man's Q is very special, the Q number is only six digits, the level is three suns, obviously it has been used for a long time, not to mention nearly ten years, if it is put on the Internet to auction, how can he sell this QQ for one or two thousand yuan!

But what makes people feel strange is that although the fat man's Q is on the line, it is not like others with a shaking head and endless information, but hangs there quietly, just like a fat man, and it has been quiet.

The fat man is not in a hurry, he crosses his arms and looks at the computer screen, as if he is not here to surf the Internet, or to hang a Q to fill the two-hour upgrade time every day!

When the Internet café administrator occasionally passed by him, he was surprised to find that the fat man's nickname turned out to be "The killer is not too cold"

How dare such a fat man call himself a killer? The caretaker laughed, and immediately changed his nickname to "no air conditioning in summer" as soon as he returned to his seat!

The administrator was a little funny, but the fat man didn't have the heart to laugh at all, his expression was flat and occasionally solemn, and his eyes were always focused on the computer screen.

The administrator is pranking the customers who come to the door, but the fat man is waiting for his customers to go online.

The reason why the fat man chose this Internet café to surf the Internet has no other meaning, one is because there are so many people here, and people like him who look ordinary will not pay attention. Second, that is because even if others track down his IP, they can only find this Internet café.

An hour passed, and the fat man was still motionless, and his Q automatically changed to leave mode.

Two hours passed, and the fat man was still motionless as if petrified, and so was his Q.

The administrator was a little puzzled, and couldn't help but think of a joke that he often saw, pickling a girl is like hanging Q, coaxing her for two hours a day, and soon the sun will be shining. Could it be that this is the one who came to wait for the sun?

Just when the administrator was wondering, the fat man suddenly moved, and his ten fingers, which seemed to have no gaps, were tapping on the computer keyboard at an incredible speed, which made the administrator stunned, but in the end, when the administrator found out that he was only looking at a fat man, not a beautiful woman, he continued to bury his head in his own struggle.

The fat man reacted, not because the administrator noticed him and deliberately showed off his typing speed, but because on his computer screen, the person whose nickname was "The Great Time Passerby" who was changed by the fat man to "Customer 378" sent him a jiggling window-

I'm sorry, today's power outage, at home is also anxious, call the power supply, said that it will be called after twelve o'clock tonight, God, I was thinking about the day, but I don't know who the day, anxious to jump up and down, the Internet café within a radius of ten miles ran around, are out of power, only then did I know that it was a power outage in the city, very happy, this will finally call, so hurry up to update, there will be a chapter at ten o'clock in the evening!