Lin Nanxiu glanced at Zhao An's side intentionally or unintentionally, and the corners of her mouth curled slightly.

Zhao An knew that she couldn't see herself, but she still smiled.

The killer didn't notice Lin Nanxiu's movements and details, but just took out his camera and took pictures of the paintings on the wall, and the muzzle of the gun never left Lin Nanxiu's forehead from beginning to end.

Despite being held to his forehead at gunpoint, Lin Nanxiu didn't care at all, just sneered, "If you can just draw this picture, it would be too simple...... The security system in this room is based on implicit learning, which is the subliminal opening and closing of the door lock, and no matter how you draw this picture, it is useless. The way I draw, the way I hold the pen, the strength I have, the way I brush, and the order in which I put down the pen are all unique...... You know, habits are the hardest to replicate. I'm dead, and this room won't open. ”

Zhao An didn't expect that there would be such a password, this design is much more complex and secure than a simple code and various ways to open the fingerprint pupil, basically it can be said that the whole world knows how to open this door, but only Lin Nanxiu can open it.

However, another point is that the picture scroll of "Tiandao Fu" has a unique depiction method, and every stroke has a chapter at all, if you want to reach the level that you can learn by observing "Tiandao Fu", the painting method cannot be easily changed.

If Lin Nanxiu also uses this painting method to design the opening conditions of the room, then Lin Nanxiu's strength and brushwork and the order of the pen are actually fixed and standardized, Zhao An suddenly realized that there may be someone who can open it in combination with what Lin Nanxiu originally said, which should refer to the person who has also mastered the depiction of the "Heavenly Dao Fu" scroll, and can open this door with standard brushwork.

Could this person in "There Are People" refer to himself?

"Then I'll have to kill you." The killer's voice remained calm and cold, as if he would be able to open the door to the room, he didn't care.

"Okay." Lin Nanxiu closed her eyes.

Zhao An couldn't help but get nervous, at this kind of life and death juncture, Lin Nanxiu was still able to be so calm, it seemed that she was sure that the killer would not kill her, and the other party should be determined to open the door of this room.

Zhao An could clearly see that Lin Nanxiu's eyelashes did not blink at all, indicating that her inner mood was very calm.

The gunshot did not go off, Zhao An saw that the gunman's hand was very stable, and Lin Nanxiu also opened his eyes with some surprise and looked at the killer suspiciously.

"You knew you were going to die today?" The killer asked, his voice still mechanical, and there was no curiosity, as if he was just listening to the will of others to ask Lin Nanxiu.

"yes, you know I know I'm going to die today?" Lin Nanxiu smiled slightly, "In this way, you also have no fear, and completely treat me as a lamb to the slaughter." ”

"You did a lot of things today, it was like arranging the aftermath, you mailed letters, you sent electronic messages, you cleared accounts, you made appointments with bank managers, you hid some documents...... It's just that all these things you did were seen through by us and intercepted. The killer raised his hand and touched the round black object in his ear, as if to confirm what he was saying.

Lin Nanxiu still kept smiling, "Yes, it's a pity that some of the things I prepared, you have no way of knowing after all." ”

"So what?" The killer's tone finally revealed an emotion that seemed to belong to him, "You are dead after all, and all this you have done is in vain." ”

"Haha...... Is it? Shoot! Lin Nanxiu suddenly turned her head, her tone full of contempt, "Death." ”

There was no piercing gunshot, and there was no fierce fight, as if the camera suddenly turned to another scene, and the vitality was abruptly withdrawn in an instant, the killer's gun had already left Lin Nanxiu's head, the muzzle of the gun did not drift away, and the killer did not blow the muzzle coldly, Lin Nanxiu's body fell to the ground.

There wasn't even a trace of blood splattered on her head, and she still maintained her unspoiled beauty, but her eyes were open, and she had lost her lustre, but the expression on her face was still indifferent.

Zhao An stood in his position in shock, looking at this abrupt scene, he never thought that Lin Nanxiu would really die in front of his eyes.

She is so calm, she is so unscrupulous, she is so strong, let Zhao An believe that she must have hole cards, she must have her own plan, she gives people an incomparably powerful impression that people are full of confidence in her, even if it is a pistol pointed at her head, Zhao An believes that she can turn the tables.

However, now, she is dead, and she has lost her life without any difference from any ordinary person facing this situation.

Zhao An was stunned, how could this be? How could Lin Nanxiu die like this!

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Regardless of whether Zhao An believed it or not, Lin Nanxiu lay on the floor, losing all her life, and never had any signs of being alive again.

She didn't even struggle, she didn't twitch for a moment, it seemed like she just lay down, dreamed, slept for a while, and woke up again.

Zhao An, who didn't want to believe that she died like this, knew that she was really dead.

Zhao Anxin had all kinds of tastes, if Lin Nanxiu died in front of him before seeing the picture scroll of "Heavenly Dao Fu", he might be sad, but he would not feel lonely.

Looking at the dead Lin Nanxiu, now Zhao An felt that a trace of something had been taken away from the bottom of his heart, all the expectations had disappeared, and all the joy and surprise had disappeared without a trace.

It's like a lost child who suddenly encounters a familiar bus and knows that it can take him home, but no matter how much he beckons, it never stops, and then disappears into the distance.

The doubts in his mind were no longer answered, and just when he thought he would get an answer, he could no longer talk to someone who shared a common experience about things that only understood each other, and depicted something behind the scenes of a strange world.

Zhao An was gloomy and looked blankly at Lin Nanxiu lying on the ground, such a beautiful woman, died like this, and her elegance was peerless, and she disappeared like this.

These days of contact have made Zhao An more or less have some friendship with Lin Nanxiu, she has always been a woman he is curious and admires, and she is second only to Tang Yu for the amazement she brings him.

Of course, it doesn't mean that Zhao An also has that kind of emotion similar to Tang Yan for Lin Nanxiu, just simple appreciation, he hopes that the gentleman's friendship with her is as light as water, there is not much communication, it is enough to know each other and identify with each other.

Such a woman who is not important to Zhao An's life, and cannot be regarded as just a passerby, is so fragrant and broken, Zhao An is standing behind the mirror, what should he do now?

Rush out and kill this killer by surprise? Zhao An did this, he was not sure that he would be able to leave Jingxiu International Financial Center unharmed, even if he barely broke through, sooner or later there would be irresistible forces to oppress him.

In the face of this kind of power, Lin Nanxiu chose death, do you want to choose to fight to the death? Zhao An knows very well that if he is found out now, then it will definitely not be just this killer who discovers him, and he has no way to kill people.

If he does that, he will only kill himself, and he will not even have time to find Lin Nanxiu's motives......

Right! Motivation! Why did Lin Nam-so let herself see this scene? Zhao An came to his senses and watched by himself here, it was arranged by Lin Nanxiu, and Lin Nanxiu arranged for him to watch her die without doing anything!

Is it for him to witness this scene, and then tell Lin Xiaoxian and the black magpie? No, there is no need for this, if she wants Lin Xiaoxian and Wu Que to know how she died, she has a way, and she will not choose the most troublesome one.

Did you want him to save her in time? Then it is even more impossible, she can say bluntly, she will talk about the conditions, she will tempt Zhao An to make a move...... She was even misleading him into thinking that she was not in real danger at all and that she could deal with it on her own.

In addition to these reasons, Zhao An couldn't think of other reasons, Lin Nanxiu was amazing, and her ideas were also wild, what was her intention in doing this, and she even did not hesitate to use her own death to lay out?

Could it be that she didn't plan to resist this storm, and through the conversation before her death, she wanted to reveal some information to Zhao An? Zhao An was puzzled.

It was not the first time that Zhao An had seen someone die in front of him, suppressing the disordered thoughts in his heart, Zhao An looked at the dead Lin Nanxiu like an observer in another space, and looked at the killer standing there.

Before killing Lin Nanxiu, the killer was very professional, his every move was cold and simple, and even the moment he pulled the trigger, there was no extra trace of emotion.

Now he is the same as Zhao An, looking at Lin Nanxiu on the ground, motionless, and his concentration does not look like the end of the work.

In the expectation that Zhao An did not directly bloom in his heart, this killer should clean up the scene, neatly complete other possible tasks, and then turn around and leave, if there is no request to collect the body, he will leave this room directly.

Zhao An looked at the killer and observed his next move.

The killer raised his hand and put the pistol on the desk casually, he didn't look through Lin Nanxiu's body, such a shot hit, no one could survive, even Lin Nanxiu would not have any magical performance.

The killer walked behind the desk, with his hands behind his back, looking down at the night view of Zhonghai, standing in this position, he felt that the world was under his feet, and the pride in his chest was naturally different.

"It turns out that the station is so high, the scenery is really different, such a tall building, I didn't dare to imagine it before." The killer sighed to himself.

Zhao An felt that the words and deeds of this killer were becoming more and more abnormal.

After enjoying the night scene for a while, the killer lowered his head and said something, as if he was communicating with other people, but he obviously didn't mean to leave immediately, even Lin Nanxiu was dead, who else could threaten him?

The police? The police of China Shipping have never dared to come to Jingxiu Financial Center to do something, and even if someone calls the police, they will not come here, unless it is an order from the Party Committee of China Shipping or higher, and it is possible to enter after communicating with the security department of Jingxiu Financial Center.

The killer sat in Lin Nanxiu's place, he sat there, looked at the desk, raised his hand and pressed the chair, as if he had replaced Lin Nanxiu after killing him.

Even if he killed Lin Nanxiu, it was just a matter of taking money to kill him, and it was impossible for such a huge Jingxiu trading company to be controlled by a killer, but this did not prevent him from enjoying the feeling of sitting on an empire of wealth.

Zhao An had a strange feeling that this killer didn't seem to be just completing the mission, he was enjoying, enjoying the changes brought about by Lin Nanxiu's death, and some of the things he was able to get.

Could it be that this killer is not a professional killer hired at all, but is one of the core interests of the group of people who planned to kill Lin Nanxiu?

Zhao Anxin was full of doubts, and looked down at Lin Nanxiu's body, there was only a small hole in her forehead, with a faint bloodstain, this was not an ordinary gun, Zhao An suspected that this was a neurotoxin bullet carrying poison that instantly destroyed Lin Nanxiu's brain.

The killer sat at his desk, turned on his computer, and flipped through the papers, still expressionless, as if he was just doing his daily work.

Zhao An didn't know when this killer would leave, he just wanted to go and see Lin Nanxiu's situation now, even if he knew that she was dead.

But this killer didn't know Zhao An's mood, he was still in good time, Zhao An even saw him click the mouse, and it seemed that he was processing something on the computer.

And then......

The killer began to rub his face vigorously, Zhao An saw that his face seemed to be suddenly old, with deep furrows, and his whole face was wrinkled, and then, the killer tore off that face!

Human-skin masks!

Zhao An actually saw such a thing, the human skin mask that often appears in martial arts novels, in ancient times, it was actually difficult to make to the level of fine and realistic, but in modern society it is relatively easy to make, as long as you are willing to spend the cost, it can be completely difficult for the naked eye to distinguish.

The human-skin mask was not something that surprised Zhao An, Zhao An was extremely surprised and even felt a little unbelievable, he saw Zeng Wen, this killer was Zeng Wen, Zeng Shaoqing's son Zeng Wen!