Candlelight flickered in the inn's lobby, and the remaining ice cubes in the bowl were slowly melting.

In fact, after thinking about it carefully, Xue Ling already understood that compared to He Ping and Fang Bei, the two high-level players, how many dishes he had.

As for the origin of their identity, they are currently limited to the tacit understanding they have reached so far, that is, they do not go to the bottom of the matter, and they do not pursue it.

As long as I pretend not to know, then no one knows.

He Ping looked at Xue Ling and nodded noncommittally: "Go on." ”

Xue Ling nodded: "Anyway, after I arrived, your work as a bee pilot began to officially operate, now that I think about it, although you didn't help us complete the task, but for the screening of the task, you have a certain degree of interference, right?" ”

"After all." Xue Ling looked at He Ping's eyes: "Actually, if you think about it carefully, most of the tasks you have performed so far are a bit normal and a little excessive. ”

The girl said.

He Ping tilted his head and smiled without answering.

And Xue Ling counted He Ping with his fingers: "The first task is to assassinate Ning Huaiyuan, a traitor who has betrayed the family." ”

"The second task is to track down the Kongwu monks, and you don't need to kill anyone."

When Xue Ling said this, Shang Jiuge, who had been silently drinking sour plum soup next to him, raised his head: "Ning Huaiyuan? ”

Only then did Xue Ling realize that yes, he had never realized it before.

Ning Huaiyuan is Shang Jiuge's nephew.

"Yes." Fang Bei nodded to the side.

"I killed it."

Shang Jiu Ge nodded, lowered his head and took a sip of sour plum soup, raised his head and opened his black and white eyes, and looked at Fang Bei: "So, you are in the middle of the mix?" ”

"You all remember that name." Fang Bei shook his head and smiled: "I'm still Huashan Linghu Chong." ”

"There is no such person in Huashan." Shang Jiu Ge said seriously.

"It's Senior Brother Huashan, okay." Fang Bei smiled and said, "Also, there will be from today onwards." ”

Shang Jiu Ge nodded as if he didn't understand.

"Well, anyway." Shang Jiu Ge looked at Fang Bei: "If you didn't kill him, my main purpose in going down the mountain this time was to kill him." ”

The girl said quietly.

"Not unexpected." Fang Bei said with a smile.

This was originally what Shang Jiu Ge would do.

Although, Fang Bei was very suspicious that Shang Jiuge could not find Ning Huaiyuan.

"So thank you." Shang Jiuge said seriously: "I just didn't expect that it would be you in the miscellaneous." ”

Fang Bei smiled and shook his head: "There are many things you haven't thought of." ”

"Anyway." Fang Bei looked at Xue Ling: "Don't stop, keep talking." ”

Xue Ling nodded, then scratched his head: "Where did I say just now?" ”

"Follow the Empty Monk." Don't remind her quietly.

Xue Ling nodded: "Yes, follow the Empty Enlightenment Monk." ”

"Then there is the pursuit of the seventeen thieves of the Yellow River, even if it is the current mission goal, it is the two tasks of confirming the identity of Gou Zazhong and assassinating Ningxia."

Xue Ling looked at He Ping: "So, our tasks should have been screened, and Sister Ping deliberately screened out some tasks, right?" ”

As for which tasks were filtered out?

In fact, the Assassin was an ancient profession that could kill everyone for money.

As someone said, the oldest profession in the world, one is a killer and the other is a prostitute.

Of course, the Hive is a powerful and formal Assassin organization, and it is inherently a mission threshold.

After all, the premise of receiving a task is that someone sends a task.

At present, the targets of assassination are basically within the scope of the innocent death.

Even if the object is Ningxia, Ningxia, as the remnant of the Demon Gate of the Western Regions, is itself a natural representative of the incompatibility between good and evil.

Say one thing you may not believe.

The so-called martial arts are not mutually beneficial.

But the hive is not evil.

In a world that is not black and white, the hive is the largest gray of all.

He Ping smiled but did not answer.

"When did the mission to assassinate Shang Jiuge come down?" Xue Ling continued to ask Xiang He Ping.

After a few months of training, the girl is no longer a silly white sweet with black eyes.

Although He Ping is still telling herself that many things about the upper level of the hive are not yet when she should know.

But Xue Ling has clearly understood that if he doesn't grow up quickly and can't learn to protect himself, then one day, there will be a time when Fang Bei and He Ping will not be able to protect themselves.

"On the subject." He Ping smiled, seemed to think for a moment, and then said, "Three days before Shang Jiuge's arrival. ”

"It's also four days after the Jianghu list is updated."

Shang Jiu Ge nodded thoughtfully: "So my movements have always been under your surveillance?" ”

"Not really." He Ping looked at Shang Jiu Ge and said, "The hive is very powerful, but no matter how powerful the hive is, it is also composed of countless tiny bees. ”

"Bees can only move through the flowers, and if they leave the flowers, they will starve to death." He Ping said quietly: "You have always walked among mountains, forests and lakes, and rarely get close to human towns, so the hive only has a vague range of estimates of your movements. ”

"Of course, L.A. is within that."

Shang Jiu Ge smiled sideways: "It's really interesting." ”

"So, if I join the hive, will it bother you?"

Fang Bei looked at Shang Jiuge: "If you don't join the hive, it will bother us very much." ”

"Is that so?" Shang Jiu Ge asked, "I didn't expect it. ”

"Do you understand why?" Fang Bei didn't answer directly, but looked at Xue Ling.

Xue Ling understood that this was a sign of Fang Bei's gradual trust in herself, and the girl silently grabbed the beast tooth pendant on her chest, and then said, "Because if Shang Jiu Ge doesn't join the hive, it will be difficult for us to give a further explanation to the hive. ”

Xue Ling used the word "we" almost without hesitation.

She sees herself and Fang Bei He Ping as a whole, rather than separate and separated existences.

"Go on." Fang Bei asked with a smile.

"Hmm."

"Because the task of assassinating Shang Jiuge was rejected by Sister Ping, it caused strong dissatisfaction among the high-level members of the hive, so there were three pairs of silver bees and a pair of golden bees who broke into Los Angeles without notifying Sister Ping and carried out the assassination mission in advance."

"Is that so?" Xue Ling looked at Fang Bei.

Fang Bei nodded.

The girl's confidence was boosted.

In fact, in many cases, what bee wings need to have is not only the ability to collect information, but also the ability to summarize and deduce information, which is to deduce the whole picture of things from the fragments.

In the past, such work was done by Fang Bei, and Xue Ling just sat back and enjoyed it.

And now, when Xue Ling began to try to deduce these by herself, it proved her growth.

"So now, Sister Ping is in a dilemma." Xue Ling slowly became confident.

"If Sister Ping allowed them to kill Shang Jiuge, then for Sister Ping's previous veto of assassinating Shang Jiuge, the hive slapped Sister Ping in the face."

"But if Sister Ping really kills these three pairs of silver bees and a pair of gold bees in Los Angeles, then."

Xue Ling looked at He Ping and Fang Bie.

Word by word.

"Sister Ping is in Los Angeles and openly raises the flag of rebellion against the hive."

Saying that five watches are five watches, and one less word is not five watches.

I do what I say.

And, this transitional chapter, in fact, is more difficult to write than I thought, because it is really difficult to explain the cause and effect without being boring.

Of course, if you look at it all the way, such a transition is actually okay?

Because of this Los Angeles incident, from Xue Ling's point of view, she couldn't feel the turmoil at all, but in fact, Fang Bei and He Ping were both choices made in the middle of the storm.