Last night, after Zhuo Shaoqing and Zheng Biwan cleaned up the enemy laid by Lin Yutong outside the secret passage, the anesthetic also attacked, Zheng Biwan fell asleep, and after he settled her, he went to Nanjing alone to find Professor Zhu.

When he explained his intention, Professor Zhu thought he had heard it wrong: "This Zhuo Shaoqing, when did you become interested in music again?" ”

Zhuo Shaoqing said with a wicked smile: "Naturally, it's to please the beauty!" ”

"Don't be serious, you haven't had a word of seriousness since I met you." Professor Zhu said.

Where could Professor Zhu withstand his soft grinding and hard bubbles, so he had to lead Zhuo Shaoqing to Jianghai Tea House that night to find someone who knew how to write music.

The brief score that Zhuo Shaoqing came to ask for was the "Guiyan" that Wu Tongguang came to ask for later, but Wu Tongguang took great pains to push it from half of the book to the poetry collection, and from the poetry collection to the music score, he Zhuo Shaoqing took the lead everywhere, how did he know that this score was important?

Before leaving, Professor Zhu was dissatisfied: "If you come to visit late at night next time, I will have to close the door and disappear." ”

Zhuo Shaoqing said with a smile: "Who called me a dark shadow, usually only haunts in the middle of the night." ”

Professor Zhu said: "Wait a minute, I will help you with one thing, and now you have to help me with one thing too." ”

"I don't know what Professor Zhu needs?"

"You can leave what you want......"

Zhuo Shaoqing said: "I will kill people, could it be that Professor Zhu has an enemy who wants me to do it?" ”

Professor Zhu picked up the book and patted him on the head, and said: "You kid is so not serious, I knew that I couldn't teach, I shouldn't have saved you in the first place, you won't do anything other than kill people, aren't you a master of imitation calligraphy by famous artists at home?" ”

Zhuo Shaoqing laughed and said: "It turned out to be writing, this is easy, bring two pots of good wine, I will leave you a few 'authentic works' of 'Yan Zhenqing', 'Wang Xizhi' is also okay, if you want to write 'Yu Youren', two pots of wine are not enough, I'm afraid I have to bring a few pots of wine." ”

When Zhuo Shaoqing assassinated an important leader of the Japanese army in Nanjing, he was seriously injured by mistake, but fortunately Professor Zhu rescued him and hid, and the two gradually became friends. At that time, he naturally acted with Zheng Biwan and Li Qingfeng.

"By the way, how are Li Qingfeng and his wife doing now?" Professor Zhu asked.

Zhuo Shaoqing was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and immediately put a trademark evil smile on his face: "You are talking about Li Qingfeng, Lao Tzu has already killed him." ”

Zhuo Shaoqing really slaughtered Li Qingfeng.

Zhuo Shaoqing asked again: "Li Qingfeng came to Nanjing not long ago, did he come to see you?" ”

A strange look flashed on Professor Zhu's face, and then he forced a smile back and said, "No, he didn't come to see you, how could he come to see me, you are friends of life and death!" ”

In the morning, after eating breakfast, Zhuo Shaoqing came out of the university, he said goodbye to Professor Zhu, took away the score of "Guiyan", and by the way, he also took away the good wine that Professor Zhu had collected for many years.

Zhuo Shaoqing came to the place where Zheng Biwan was settled, pushed open the door, and felt that a gust of wind from behind the door was brought in front of him, and the cold light was shining.

Zheng Biwan has woken up, her hands and feet have regained her strength, this knife has done her best all her life, with the ability of a top killer like her, and she has taken advantage of the surprise attack, I am afraid that there are no more than ten people in the world who can dodge this knife.

But Zhuo Shaoqing was among the ten, he retreated backwards, dodging the knife, and the blade passed against the tip of his nose.

The ghost door was closed, but the vest was also in a cold sweat, and he forced himself to laugh and said, "What? And the strength of the pneumatic coarse? ”

Zheng Biwan said hatefully: "Dog thief, what do you want?" ”

Zhuo Shaoqing said: "What can I do, if I want to 'how', I would have 'how' a few years ago, where will it be the turn of the short-lived Li Qingfeng 'how'." ”

He's still so open-mouthed.

Zheng Biwan's face turned red, it was indeed an indisputable fact that Li Qingfeng and Zhuo Shaoqing were chasing her at the same time. It's just that Li Qingfeng was stable and old at that time, and he was naturally far better than this prodigal son-like Zhuo Shaoqing.

For so many years, Zhuo Shaoqing was still the same, and when he saw Zheng Biwan stop, he smiled again: "Biwan, you are reluctant to kill me." ”

Zheng Biwan froze and said word for word: "You killed my husband, I want to avenge him." ”

"Come on, you still avenge him, he is your enemy."

Since Li Qingfeng is a CCP intelligence agent who is ordered to infiltrate the top echelons of the Kuomintang military, he and Zheng Biwan, who is directly ordered by the top echelons of the Kuomintang, are real mortal enemies.

"You don't have to worry about that!" Zheng Biwan shot again. Rakke has always been good at killing people in secret, killing people behind their backs, and paying attention to killing people without leaving a trace and quietly. It is still a new thing for the two top masters to openly kill each other face to face at this time. Before Zhuo Shaoqing could speak, Zheng Biwan's knife had already been handed to him.

Zheng Biwan's skills, Zhuo Shaoqing knows, where does he dare to be careless, cheer up twelve points, and dismantle with her. I saw that she launched a ruthless attack, and her moves did not deviate from the key points, presumably she and Zhuo Shaoqing died together.

The two of them were fighting in such a small place, and it was extremely dangerous, and a little louder noise would alarm the police station.

The assassin's attack usually doesn't make much noise, not to mention Zhuo Shaoqing and Zheng Biwan, who are only in the middle of the world, tumbling and dismantling more than a thousand moves, both hands and feet, and they don't make much noise.

After fighting for more than an hour, both sides were tired and panting, Zhuo Shaoqing jumped back and shouted: "If you hang yourself, you still need someone to take a breath, and you still need someone to drink saliva, you can rest first....."

Zheng Biwan gasped and said, "I can't kill you today, and I swear not to be a man." ”

Zhuo Shaoqing said: "You really can't kill me today, but it doesn't mean that you can't kill me in the future, it's not that you don't want to avenge your husband today, but you really can't take revenge today......

"What the hell do you want?" Zheng Biwan listened to him like a tongue twister, and she was impatient, but she was not in a hurry to make a move, she wanted to recover her strength as soon as possible.

"Since you can't kill me today, and I won't kill you either, why don't you take a break, you follow me, you have the opportunity to kill me at any time, don't you want to know what your husband is desperately trying to pass on?"

Zheng Biwan's heart moved, she had asked "Shangfeng" many times for instructions, wanting to know what her husband died for, and the answer she got was a reprimand. She has been dissatisfied for a long time in her heart: even if Li Qingfeng is her enemy, after all, looking at the relationship between husband and wife for six years, can't she even know why he died?

Zhuo Shaoqing said slowly: "Do you remember the scene when the three of us met?" ”

Zheng Biwan heard him suddenly ask, but she didn't know how to answer.