033.A Word Vendetta (2)

After about ten minutes, Gu Fan and Xiao Zihan swaggered out from the door of the bank hall, only to carry a bulging bag behind Gu Fan's back, which seemed to contain something. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

Xiao Zihan looked at the scattered pedestrians on the streets of London, and couldn't help but sigh: "Alas, the British economy has actually been depressed to this point, and the bustling scene of London streets back then is no longer visible. ”

"Hey, cousin, now isn't the time to lament such a thing!" Gu Fan carried the sack with one hand, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with the other, and said nervously: "Shouldn't we take advantage of the fact that the London police are not here to quickly find a place to avoid the limelight." ”

"Well, what you said makes some sense," Xiao Zihan tilted his head, looked around, and happened to see a taxi appear around the corner not far away, and couldn't help beckoning, "Taxi ......"

The taxi stopped in front of the two of them, the driver's seat window in front of them slowly rolled down, and a middle-aged man with a slight bow poked his head out: "Hey, two, where are you going?" ”

"Building 09, B18th Street." Xiao Zihan did not hesitate to report a location.

The middle-aged driver thought about it, then whistled, patted the door, and said, "Two, get in the car." ”

......

"Where are you from, two?" The middle-aged driver asked Gu Fan and Xiao Zihan, who were sitting in the back seat, while driving.

"And where do you think we're from?" Xiao Zihan did not answer the driver's question directly, but asked rhetorically.

The driver looked at the two people in the back seat with the reflector in front of the car, and then said with a smile: "Blonde hair and blue eyes, and the accent is the purest English, are you born and raised in London?" ”

Gu Fan and Xiao Zihan looked at each other's black hair and black eyes, and they already knew in their hearts that it was the system that helped them disguise themselves as pure Britons.

"What about you?" Gu Fan also asked the driver out of courtesy at this time.

"Northern Irish, who moved to London as a child." The middle-aged driver responded, but his eyes were still looking straight ahead, "I see that you just came out of the bank, are you going to withdraw money?" ”

"Ah, sort of." Gu Fan responded with some embarrassment.

"Sort of?" The driver apparently did not expect such an answer.

"In fact, we just robbed the bank, and the sack in the trunk contained the money we robbed." Xiao Zihan said with a smile.

The middle-aged driver was stunned, and then laughed: "This is the most boring joke I've heard today." ”

"Mr. Driver, if you think what I just said is just a joke...... All I can say is that it's a pity. Xiao Zihan was still smiling for a second, but his face had turned cold for a second, and his right hand had already held the revolver at some point, and put it on the back of the middle-aged driver's head: "First of all, we weren't joking just now, we pulled two outlaw robbers in the car, you should be able to realize how dangerous your situation is; Secondly, according to my observation, you have already taken us around two big circles, and you dare to cheat money knowing that we are London natives, you don't want to die! ”

"First...... It was an accident, sir. I was also confused for a while, ......." The middle-aged driver felt the muzzle of the black hole hole against the back of his head, his face instantly turned pale, and he even began to stammer, "I...... I'll drop you off at B18 right away, and I'm not going to ...... Don't want the money anymore! ”

"You'd better get us to our destination as quickly as possible, and don't rush to leave." Xiao Zihan showed a cold smile, "I suddenly feel that you are still a little useful." ”

.......

Basement, Building 09, B18th Street, London

Gu Fan was sitting cross-legged on the wooden floor of this basement at this time, next to him were two white-robed corpses that had fallen in a pool of blood, and at the other end of the basement, Xiao Zihan was holding a notebook in his left hand and a pen in his right hand, constantly sketching something. And next to him was the middle-aged driver who was tied up with flowers.

"Cousin, how did you know that this house has a basement for extremist gatherings?"

Xiao Zihan was still concentrating on taking notes, and replied casually: "When I was in junior high school, I was very interested in the confidential information during the Nordic War III, so I hacked the intranet of their National Security Bureau and obtained a little information, so I am naturally familiar with this kind of secret stronghold. In fact, there are more than a dozen of the same strongholds in London, and this is only one of the most hidden. ”

"By the way, there's one thing I've been understanding before." Gu Fan stood up, rubbed his knees, which were a little sore due to his long cross-legged legs, and asked Xiao Zihan, "Why did we rob the bank before the robbers?" ”

"It's my very smart cousin, that's a great question." Xiao Zihan stopped what he was doing and gave a thumbs up to Gu Fan, who was still rubbing his legs, "In a country that is still a dictatorship, two unidentified people with electric shock bats and revolvers have not left any of the three robbers who originally wanted to rob a little money, and you still expect the British FΓΌhrer to award you a medal for being a good citizen for righteousness and bravery, right?" ”

"Okay......" Gu Fan nodded a little depressedly, and then pointed to the middle-aged driver who was tied to the corner, "Then what's the use of you tying up this driver?" ”

"Have you received the main quest?"

"Got it, [Kill British Defense Minister "Hamie Joton"]. But what does this have to do with this driver? ”

"Listen, cousin, this two-player script is unlike any of the big ones you've been through before." Xiao Zihan's tone was a little serious, "Whether it is the [One Day] you experienced (the repetitiveness of the dream world and the action of Guo Ming, the creator of the dream world), or the [Shinjuku 3-chome Juvenile Homicide Incident] (everything revolves around the court defense task), in fact, they are all script types with a low degree of freedom, and this time the script gives us the entire city of London as a stage, in addition to the main mission, there are too many elements that we can excavate, and at this time, we should have a good layout to complete this performance - obviously, We needed a helper and this driver was a good choice. ”

"I still don't understand what's so special about this driver." Gu Fan shook his head.

"The driver's parents are dead, and he is a bachelor, and his disappearance will not attract anyone's attention in the short term. Of course, if you want to hear how I conclude that his parents are dead and that he is a bachelor......"

"Thanks, I don't want to."

"Okay."

"But...... How can you get him to help us willingly? Gu Fan had new doubts at this time.

"Well, just leave it to me. But now......." Xiao Zihan turned around and kicked the driver, "Let's introduce myself first, the two of us are two freedom fighters who are fighting against the British dictatorship, next to this codename is 'cousin', and my code name is 'cousin'." Don't know what you call it? ”

The driver, who was still a little sluggish, screamed at the kick and replied helplessly, "My name is John Comey." ”

As soon as his name came out, Gu Fan and Xiao Zihan were both shocked, and then they looked at each other, with an unbelievable look in their eyes.

"Won't you...... Could he really be that John Comey? Gu Fan licked his somewhat dry lips and exclaimed.

"Age-wise, maybe he's the John Comey we thought he was." Xiao Zihan's eyes flashed with excitement at this time.

"John Comey, the leader of the British Underground Free Resistance Army, the spiritual leader of the liberation of Britain and even the return of Northern Europe to democratic regimes, and the key figure who changed the tide of the war in Europe during the Third World War."