Rina stood at the door of the presidential suite for several minutes, the god-like clone opened the door, and Rina had to step back and let Chen Jingtang, who was leaving in a hurry in front of him, see that he could no longer see his back before leaving the presidential suite. Li Nai asked Zhao Heng face to face: "Zhao Sang (Mr.), why did that Uncle Chen come out with his back soaked just now?" And have you finished the things you discussed..."In fact, Li Nai still doesn't know about the secret arms deal between Zhao Heng and Chen Jingtang just now, otherwise I'm afraid he will have to preach with righteousness. Zhao Heng is estimated to have a headache for a while, and I am afraid that he will not be too harsh on this kind-hearted girl, the question is whether Zhao Heng will tell Rina what to do? The answer is no.

Hearing the beautiful woman with beautiful big eyes in front of him ask, Zhao Heng touched his nose and shouted in his heart, the ghost knows why Uncle Chen became like this just now, in order to cover up the topic he and Chen Jingtang talked about, Zhao Heng had to say: "Ah, it's Rinai, why did you say why Uncle Chen's back was wet just now, probably his old man thought it was too hot in the house." ”

Obviously, Li Nai didn't believe Zhao Heng's almost ghostly lame answer, so he asked pointedly: "However, it's winter and it's not spring yet, even if it's normal for Uncle Chen to sweat in the hot house, then why Zhao Heng didn't sweat yourself?" ”

Zhao Hengzuo said directly and pretended to be confused (in fact, he didn't know, it was all the ghost of the nameless exercises that were inexplicably planted in the soul): "This, I actually don't know very well." ”

Hearing Zhao Heng's perfunctory words, Li Nai frowned and said, "Then why, when I get close to this house, there is a very strong smell of blood, and what is the murderous aura that seems to have killed thousands of people?" You wouldn't say it's not about you. "As a martial arts practitioner, she is very sensitive to this momentum.

Zhao Heng paused for a moment, and couldn't figure out what was going on after thinking about it for a long time, but he only remembered that Old Man Chen seemed to have seen a ghost at that time. Zhao Heng shouted at this and swore at Rinai: "Rinai, I really don't know, I can swear to God!" If there is a little lie, I will not die well!! ”

Seeing that Zhao Heng had pulled the topic away, Li Nai hurriedly corrected: "Zhao Sang (Mr.) Actually, I didn't look for you because of why this Uncle Chen was sweating, but for ......"

Zhao Heng saw that Li Nai understood that some things could not be said outside the house without the following, so he continued to let Chen Fangliu, who was standing at the door like an iron tower, guard the door, and motioned for Li Nai to enter the house and speak.

In the house, Long Bazun poured a new cup of tea for Rina and asked, "What does Miss Rina have to say to me?" ”

Rina took out a folded envelope from the belt of the kimono and handed it to Zhao Heng who looked puzzled: "That's the case, I want you to take a look at this letter." ”

Zhao Heng took this letter that was some years old and asked puzzledly: "Is this this letter?!" ”

Rina nodded heavily: "Yes, for this letter, we had to leave our hometown from Hizen, Japan to China's Great Shanghai, and on the way, we were almost found and searched by the lackeys of the military department on the way. ”

Rina suddenly got up and bowed to Zhao Heng and said, "I'm really sorry, I forgot to say one thing just now, that is, the owner of this letter once said that when someone who is destined to get the letter, the person who sent the letter cannot be around." ”

Zhao Heng felt a little inexplicable and asked Rina who got up and was about to leave: "Someone who is destined?" Me? Rina, do you think I'm like someone who is destined above? ”

Rina replied: "Yes, the owner of this letter once said that if one day you meet a Chinese surnamed Zhao who is more than one meter and nine meters tall and carries a Tang Dynasty knife from the north, then this person is a fateful person, and after meeting him, you must hand this letter to him anyway, and the rest is not to say anything." ”

Zhao Heng was very surprised, could it be that there were still people in this world who had not served the prophet?

Seeing that Zhao Heng was deep in thought, Rina continued: "You know that I and a few of my junior sisters have been looking for this destined person in Shanghai for several years, and thank God I have finally found it now. I have completed the request of the owner of this letter, so please read this letter because it is related to the cause of my father's death and the future fate of the whole of Japan, please!! After speaking, Li Nai didn't wait for Zhao Heng to react to this room and returned to his room, and when Li Nai left, Zhao Heng obviously felt that this strong girl was crying.

Zhao Heng squinted at the slightly yellowed envelope in his hand in front of him, and didn't know what he was thinking, so he sat like this for about ten minutes.

Zhao Heng's eyes closed for a long time before he opened and stared straight at the letter. As if he had made up his mind, he tore open the wax sealing wax of the envelope, took out several pieces of letter paper from it, and saw that it was densely packed and neat, all of which were written with a fountain pen in simplified Chinese characters that were used in later generations of China. I saw the letter at the beginning of the letter:

"Someone is destined to start it.

Yuan Qing, the author of the pen:

Hello, this surname Zhao or in addition to the Chinese friends who have never met, when you see this letter, I may no longer be there, human life is very short, and half of my life is about to pass away, I am really unwilling. It's a pity, this is the arrangement of fate. ”

This beginning made Zhao Heng feel funny, this person wrote this letter a little interesting, and at the beginning, he knew that this guy wrote a unique letter. Often this kind of person who knows that he is going to die, according to the various novels, TV and movies arranged in later generations, is written in the letter, which is full of desperate tones, eager for someone to save him/her or persuade him to live, etc., but here on the contrary, what he writes is full of ridicule of his own death, but this letter seems to be more than just about this, Zhao Heng continued to look down:

"Hehe, this friend doesn't know my name yet, you must think that since I know your name, why don't I tell you what my name is, so listen to it and sit up straight and don't lie down, you may have never heard of my name. My name is Yoshida Motokiyo, and I am a member of the Japanese Communist Party from the future or parallel world! He is currently a member of the Japanese Imperial Family......"

Zhao Heng frowned at this time: 'Japanese Communist Party/Producer/Party/Member? Crossing into this world? Also dressed as a member of the Japanese royal family!! It seems that this world is probably not the only one. The more he thought about it, the more confused his head became, Zhao Heng shook his head again, and threw aside the inexplicable thoughts in his heart.

"To be honest, I didn't want to write this letter in the first place. But..."

Zhao Heng looked at this content that was wet with sweat and the handwriting had become blurred, his eyebrows were almost twisted together, the handwriting that could be recognized was really limited, and there were many handwriting that melted away as soon as he was wet with sweat, where could he still see the general meaning.