'Jianghu' bar.

Li Feifei leaned back on the sofa, gently shaking a glass of Louis XIII with her bare hands, and stared at the man in the bar through the somewhat ambiguous light.

This is a man with taste, mature, melancholy, mysterious, decadent, these different temperaments are mixed together, not only do not seem abrupt, but add a bit of charm.

She stumbled upon this bar, not only did the name feel dusty, all the wine sold in it was real, and more importantly, when she first came, the owner of the bar, the man she was staring at at the moment, personally mixed a glass of 'drunk life and dream death' for her.

The wine was sad, as if she was drunk and sober, and even reminded her of the most important person in her life for a while.

It was also that time that let her know that this was a man with a story, because he bartended to see the mood, and never adjusted for a person a second time, even if someone bid high.

It's a pity that she tried to talk to her a few times, but all of them were in vain, and for such a long time, she only knew that the other party's name was Su Heng, twenty-seven years old, and she didn't know anything else.

He's like an enigma, and the closer you get, the more you want people to know about him.

Suddenly, she saw a tall woman walk up to the bar, and her face suddenly showed a look of excitement.

She has seen women talk to her more than once, but none of them succeeded, which is another reason why she likes it here, at least it proves that it is not a problem of her charm.

In the bar, Su Heng was wiping a glass very seriously, obviously it was already very clean, but his expression was still full of concentration.

"Su Heng."

The sudden sound didn't interrupt him, as if he hadn't heard it.

"Wang Cheng, Tang Qixiao, Ye Feng, Chen Yuanming, Sun Jia."

A few names came out of the mouth again.

Su Heng's action of wiping the wine glass suddenly stopped, and finally raised his head.

This is a very beautiful woman, but beauty can sometimes mean trouble.

So he didn't speak, lowered his head and continued to wipe the cup.

"My name is Tang Jiuge, a commissioner of the Seventh Division of National Affairs, and I am also Tang Qixiao's own sister." Tang Jiuge's eyes revealed a hint of complexity, resentment and sympathy.

Su Heng finally put down the wine glass and looked at Tang Jiu Ge seriously, faintly overlapping with the little girl in his memory, which was the photo that Tang Qixiao had always cherished.

"Follow me."

After Su Heng finished speaking expressionlessly, he turned around and left, and Tang Jiu Ge immediately followed.

In the booth, Li Feifei, who was about to watch the excitement, suddenly froze with an expression on her face.

And that's it? What's worse than the young girl just now? Or does the other person have any special hobbies?

"Tell me, who told you to come? How did you find me? ”

In the lounge, Su Heng lit a cigarette and asked slowly.

Tang Jiu Ge frowned, but still said, "It was Uncle Gao who told me that you were here." ”

"High fox? It's rare that he still remembers me as a piece of shit. Su Heng sneered.

"It's not what you think, in the past few years, Uncle Gao has been running around for that case, and it is precisely because of his efforts that the top-secret No. 136 case was restarted, and this time Uncle Gao was transferred to Province H for this case." Tang Jiuge said indignantly.

"What does it have to do with me?"

The moment he heard that the top-secret No. 136 case had been reopened, Su Heng's body trembled obviously, but he still pretended to be indifferent and said.

"Coward, it's in vain that my brother admired you so much, do you just run away like this? Don't you want to avenge my brother and Sister Xiaojia? Tang Jiuge asked loudly.

"Revenge? Who to report? ”

Su Heng closed his eyes in pain, and whenever this time came, the figures of the team members would emerge.

It's been three years.

More than 1,000 days and nights, but every time I think back to it, it feels like yesterday.

"There is one thing you may not know, some time ago, an agent of the National Intelligence Department 7 was killed, and his death was very similar to the top secret file No. 136, and the place where he died was in Province H, which is another reason why Uncle Gao was transferred to Province H."

Tang Jiuge's voice interrupted Su Heng's memories, but as she spoke, she found that she couldn't go on, in the room, an invisible pressure made her breathless, that kind of helplessness, which made people desperate.

"Tell me, what does the high fox want me to do?"

As Su Heng spoke, the pressure in the room disappeared at once, and Tang Jiuge gasped for breath, with a trace of horror in his eyes.

"Uncle Gao wants to rebuild the subterfuge team and investigate this case, and he said that only you are worthy of the three words of the subterfuge team." Tang Jiu Ge said.

"The Trickster Unit has long ceased to exist, and there is no need to rebuild." Su Heng shook his head directly.

"No, the scheming team has always been there, it's in Uncle Gao's heart, in my heart, in the hearts of all the living people, my brother said at the beginning, there is a scheming team with Su Heng, you are the spirit of the scheming team, tinder, as long as you are here, the scheming team is here.

As long as the Mystery Team is here, my brother and they will not be forgotten, because their mission is still there. ”

"If the mission is still there, it will not be forgotten?"

For a while, Su Heng was stunned, as if recalling their oath under the national emblem, recalling their former duties and missions, and the concerted efforts they made again and again.

Tang Jiu Ge didn't bother Su Heng, silently put a file bag on the table, and then got up to leave.

"Brother, I will continue the mission for you."

The moment the door closed, Tang Jiuge clenched his fists hard.

"So fast?"

At this time, a figure stopped in front of Tang Jiuge and asked with a surprised expression.

"What?" Tang Jiuge was stunned for a moment, looking at the woman with a strange expression in front of him for some unknown reason.

"It turns out that it's useless."

Dropping this sentence that I don't know who it refers to, Li Feifei twisted her sexy little waist and left.

Tang Jiuge stared at Li Feifei's back, then glanced back at the room, revealing a look of disgust.

In the room, Su Heng slowly opened her eyes, if Tang Jiuge was still there, she would see a strange picture.

At this time, Su Heng's eyes were actually blood-red, and there was a cold aura on his body, especially when he opened the file bag and revealed the photo inside, the air froze all of a sudden.

The photo shows a very ordinary bedroom, but in the middle is a kneeling corpse with his head in his hands.

"Click!"

The lounge was like an invisible storm, and the water glasses on the table were instantly full of cracks.

"Giggles, you've finally appeared."

A deep voice sounded slowly, filled with boundless hatred.

At the same time, the 110 alarm center in Hanjiang City received an alarm call that someone committed suicide by cutting his wrists in the bathtub of the hotel!