Lidong, Beijing, China

The weather in Beijing is very cold before 10 o'clock, not only because of the cold air flow from the north, but also because there is no shelter from the mountains, and the cold wind is long and long.

Sikong Jing tightly wrapped the long clothes on his body.

He had been waiting under Tiananmen Square for three days in a row, from five to eight o'clock.

Precisely, this time period is the coldest time.

He wrapped himself in his robe again, but the wind still slid desperately into any crack in his body.

He regretted his actions at the time.

The cooperation between the people of Chongxu and him.

is based on the construction of human projects.

However, in either case, including the information he obtained.

Liu Moqing froze the human project permanently.

Sikong Jing was really panicked.

His so-called diary was written by him according to the meaning of the black shadow.

His goal is simple, to get the human project into the experimental stage, and after the success of the experiment, it is to enter mass production.

He went from an ordinary scientific researcher, because of the intrusion of the void person, all the way like opening a plug-in, and his position kept soaring.

He confessed, and his heart began to grow vain.

Human project: He dressed up like his own child.

In the end, it was he who gave up the project.

Maybe there is no end to it.

When he returned to his rented apartment, he met the gang of people who had changed his fate.

Now, these Void Men have changed his fate once again.

Just like at this time.

He was in Tiananmen Square, watching the flag guards raise the national flag.

For the past three days, he has watched the national flag rise with a supreme mood.

During the process of raising the national flag, he had an incomparable sense of pride.

After the national flag was raised, he had an incomparable inferiority complex.

He felt that he had made a very wrong choice.

Sikong Jing shook his head, he tightened the trench coat on his body again, he exhaled, and white qi came out of his nostrils and mouth.

The cold of the air was even more chilling than his mood.

He still looked into the distance with anticipation.

He sent a text message to Liu Moqing.

I will be waiting for you at Tiananmen Square during flag-raising time.

Sikong Jing frowned.

How could he be so stupid that he didn't say the time?

The boss won't come?

What if it doesn't come?

Sikong Jing touched his face, the cold wind had blown his face frozen, he touched his face, unconscious, he patted his face gently, and he didn't stop until he felt pain.

At this time, my face was painful and itchy, and there was a trace of heat, I couldn't help but take a breath, I couldn't help but stop, and this breath went down my throat and into my lungs.

It swirls in the lungs and into the stomach again.

Sikong Jing felt some labor pain in his abdomen.

He wanted to go to the toilet.

But so early in the morning, there are no public toilets around, so just walk away, in case the boss comes over.

He wailed.

Damn it! It's all the idea of the dark shadow!

Sikong Jing gritted his teeth, he closed his mouth tightly, he didn't dare to take another breath of air, and wrapped his hands tightly around his stomach, trying to squeeze out the cold air that was harmful to his stomach.

Eventually, he crouched on the ground and curled up in a position that made him feel better.

Except for passing tourists passing by to take a look at him.

Even the soldiers patrolling Tiananmen Square passed by to check his ID card, and after questioning him, they told him that after the public toilet was about two kilometers away, he left with a caring look to continue the patrol.

Sikong Jing collapsed a little.

He stood up with difficulty, looked in the direction of the public toilet two kilometers away, squeezed his five senses, gritted his teeth, and took a small step.

"Sick with a stomach?" A familiar voice popped up.

Sikong Jing glanced up in surprise.

Liu Moqing was wearing a fluffy windbreaker, standing in front of him with a graceful bearing, the cold wind blew, and only the corners of his clothes swayed gently with the wind.

Sikong Jing frowned and waved his hand with difficulty, this was already his limit.

Liu Moqing waved his hand slightly, and a police car drove over from one end of the square and stopped between the two.

The two policemen got out of the car, and Liu Moqing took a document from the inner pocket of the windbreaker and came out to light up the two of them, and said, "Take him to No. 102, XX Road, XX Lane." ”

After the two policemen saluted, they set up Sikong Jing and stuffed him into the police car, Liu Moqing watched the police car leave, and then he slowly walked into the distance.

Not far from them, two men had been staring closely in their direction.

These two people, the man was wearing a black jacket with black short sleeves inside, and he was not wearing autumn pants that represented the symbol of men, but a black striped sweatpants that matched the jacket.

The woman was even cooler, a wide beige sweater was put on her body, even her denim shorts were completely covered, even if she stood a meter away from her, she felt like she was just wearing a sweater, her thighs were white and bare, and a pair of white flat sneakers showed her youth and vitality.

The aunt who passed by looked at the girl dressed up, except for rolling her eyes and passing by, she was all wrapped in the down jacket she was wearing.

These two people are Han Bin and Zhang Chulan.

Han Bin saw that Sikong Jing had been taken away by the police car, he bowed his head slightly, and said softly to a button in his clothes: "The rotten meat has left." ”

"Roger." The sound came clearly from the button.

Zhang Chulan gestured to Han Bin, and Han Bin nodded.

Zhang Chulan walked briskly in the direction of Liu Moqing.

Zhang Chulan's speed was very fast, and when she was about ten meters away from Liu Moqing, she slowed down, and she looked left and right from time to time, as if admiring the gradually warming streets of Beijing.

After a while, Han Bin chased after him, he walked to Zhang Chulan's side, and Zhang Chulan naturally held his arm.

"It's been delivered." Han Bin said softly.

Zhang Chulan didn't say anything, she was like a tourist who had never been to Beijing, she kept pointing to a certain building and shouting at Han Bin in surprise.

Han Bin smiled slightly, he looked at Zhang Chulan dotingly, when Zhang Chulan asked for what she wanted, Han Bin always met her request without saying a word.

Liu Moqing looked at a young couple chattering behind him, the young couple looked fashionably dressed, the man was tall, his face was delicate, and he looked at the woman dotingly, the woman was like only wearing a blouse, but she was revealing vitality, not to mention that she was wearing a pink round hat, and from time to time she asked the boy for this and that.

It's good to be young.

Liu Moqing turned around and walked into the alley not far away.

Han Bin was not in a hurry to turn in, and Zhang Chulan found out.

In this alley, except for Liu Moqing who turned in, no one entered this alley!

Han Bin looked at the map, which was an alley not far west of Tiananmen Square.

They had passed the telegraph building, where two soldiers stood guard in the alley.

They can't get in here at all!

Han Bin and Zhang Chulan walked forward casually, and when they passed by the alley, Zhang Chulan turned around with a smile, and Han Bin walked forward without squinting.

In the alley, Liu Moqing was facing the street, Han Bin didn't look at the alley, although Zhang Chulan turned around.

Her gaze met Liu Moqing's gaze in the air.

Zhang Chulan clearly saw that the corners of Liu Moqing's mouth rose slightly, and his eyes looked at her firmly.

She felt like she was being seen from beginning to end, and she felt like she had never been seen so thoroughly.

At that moment, she even flinched a little.

"I was discovered." Zhang Chulan held Han Bin's arm, the two walked a long way, the two were silent for a long time, Zhang Chulan said silently as if he had been defeated.

Han Bin didn't speak, he knew that on the other end, the black shadow had already known what was happening through the communication device on the inside of his clothes.

First encounter.

They're defeated!