"It was an accident, Kobayashi." Mrs. Wei said.

"Don't draw your gun, don't do any dangerous movements, if you do that, I can't guarantee that Madame Wei's head and body can still be connected." The knife man said.

Lin Xuan was not prepared to draw his gun, because he would not use a firearm most of the time. On the contrary, he knew that Mrs. Wei had been a world-class marksmanship instructor in her youth, monopolizing the top spot among female shooters in the world.

"Who are you?" Lin Xuan asked.

The killer's stature was extremely short, only about one meter fifty-five, so he was able to shrink behind Mrs. Wei and hide himself completely, so that Lin Xuan had no chance to make a move.

"The killer is nameless." The knifeman said with a smirk.

"But if you kill my friend, I must know your name, and when I pay tribute to her, I must tell her the name of my enemy." Lin Xuan's heart was as calm as a waveless Gu Tan, without the slightest anger.

He knew that Mrs. Wei nodded three times before leaving, just to make him have to be calm, patient, and let go of the long line to catch out the big fish behind the shady scenes.

"I have killed many people and will kill many people in the future, and it never occurred to me to remember the names of the dead. Just like now, with a knife, there will be one more dead person in front of you. There is no difference between a dead person and a dead person, and what is the difference between having a name and not having a name? The killer laughed heartily, as if he was laughing at Lin Xuan's pedantry.

Lin Xuan took a deep breath and responded in a low voice: "Then, let me tell you, the person you killed in front of the Pearl of the Orient sculpture has a code name, called 'No. 1', who is my boss and my friend. I swore in front of her corpse that I would take revenge on her in this life, let the murderer lie on Hong Kong Island, and pay tribute to her dead in heaven. ”

A beautiful woman like "No. 1" is a treasure of the human world, and most women of her age have been destroyed by time and family to wither like yesterday's yellow flowers, and have lost the elegance that a beauty should have. Her death is a desecration and destruction of a kind of "beauty" in the Chinese world, especially the knifeman who killed people on the street, which is the biggest disrespect to Chinese women.

"Okay, okay...... the knife hand laughed, "Talking big is what your Chinese is best at, come and kill me, come and kill me?" ”

Mrs. Wei, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly said two words in Russian, which surprised the knifeman.

Lin Xuan could understand that they were two "secret words", which were usually only used when spies were connecting.

The meaning of those two sentences is: "The city where the Northern Lights shine is not in the northernmost part of the earth." ”

Lin Xuan had come into contact with the codebook of Russian spies, so he naturally knew that the correct answer to that "secret language" was "Beautiful Continent".

These two sentences are from a codebook that has been deciphered by the superpowers and was discontinued at the end of 2012.

The Northern Lights only appear in the North Pole, and of course only a limited number of cities in the Arctic region, but the "beautiful continents" refer to South and North America, and the ambitions of those who set up the codebook are obvious.

Mrs. Wei's eyes were always staring at Lin Xuan, and at this moment, her eyebrows were raised, and she made a rather subtle hint.

Lin Xuan only delayed for a second, and then immediately understood what the other party meant, and suddenly raised his voice: "Mrs. Wei, what did you say?" ”

Mrs. Wei stopped talking, and neither did the knife hand behind her.

Lin Xuan took a step back and repeated his question again: "Mrs. Wei, what do you mean by what you just said?" ”

Mrs. Wei shook her head and replied in Chinese: "It's not interesting, it's just two poems that suddenly appeared." ”

Lin Xuan shook his head: "Impossible, you must be hinting at something, right?" ”

Mrs. Wei turned sideways slightly, and instantly left the control of the knife hand, her right arm was slightly bent, and a short spear slipped out of her sleeve, pointing at Lin Xuan from afar.

This time, Lin Xuan saw clearly that the knife hand was the middle school student who had been here.

There are many such natural dwarfs on the rivers and lakes, even after the age of twenty or thirty, their figure is still like that of a teenager, and they can be trained to be the least noticeable killer.

The knife hand panicked and retreated, not knowing what Mrs. Wei was going to do.

At this moment, Lin Xuan had dozens of ways to kill the knife hand immediately and eliminate the hidden danger, but he waited patiently to see what Mrs. Wei was going to do.

"Xiaolin, I'm sorry, I swore that I would always follow my husband in this life. No matter what position he stands, as long as he is sure of the direction, I promise that I will follow the husband and wife. Forgive me, I hid something from you before, and the 'Zhuge Kongming Eight Arrays' told me where he and Mr. Huo were, and also told me some of his thoughts. Next, he's going to be doing some research on the Arctic side with the scientists of the superpowers, which is very beneficial to the development of the planet, so I have to rush to meet him. Mrs. Wei waved the muzzle of her gun, "You go, never look back, otherwise, I know you, and the bullets in this gun don't know you." ”

Lin Xuan frowned and took a few steps back.

With his experience, he can see that Mrs. Wei wants to use the strategy of "not entering the tiger's den to get the tiger's son" to penetrate into the enemy, and after seeing Mr. Wei, she is waiting for the opportunity to rescue. However, if everyone is facing a great enemy like the "Great Emperor", the insurance coefficient of any plan will be greatly reduced, and if it is not done well, it will be self-defeating and the whole army will be annihilated.

"This can't be—" The knife hand cried, a look of disbelief on a young face that already had forehead lines.

"How could it be?" Mrs. Wei asked.

"I was instructed to take you hostage to the Emperor, but no one ever told me that you were our man. Now, come with me, but I have to take certain measures, I can't just go like this. The knife hand muttered.

Mrs. Wei stretched out her hands, and the knife hand immediately took out a pair of stainless steel handcuffs from her pocket, clicked twice, and locked Mrs. Wei's hands.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Xuan stepped back again, making way for Mrs. Wei and the knife hand.

He knew that his wisdom could not be compared with that of Mrs. Wei, so he could only temporarily avoid the enemy's edge and let Mrs. Wei go into danger alone.

When the knife hand passed by Lin Xuan's side, he stared at him deadly.

"We'll meet again." Lin Xuan said.

"Yes, if we meet again, it will be a battlefield of life and death." The knifeman replied.

Lin Xuan stretched out his hand and gently dusted the shoulder of the knife hand: "Yes, it's good if you understand." ”

At that close range, maybe he could break the enemy's neck with a single twist of his backhand. Or, the enemy can slash him in two as long as he strikes the knife in the opposite direction. In short, when the physical distance between the two masters is shortened to within two feet, everything is possible, and in an instant, they can win a thousand times and be killed a thousand times. This is the truth of "one inch short and one inch dangerous" in the era of cold weapon fighting, except that a real master can restrain his impulse to kill, just as a real poet can restrain the praise of a beautiful woman. Only with the highest degree of restraint can the ultimate victory be achieved.

Since Madam Wei hinted that Lin Xuan would retreat, he naturally believed that Lin Xuan could comprehend this, how could he disappoint Madam Wei?

The knifeman laughed proudly: "Of course I understand. ”

Lin Xuan responded with a faint smile: "You have to understand, because you are still stepping on the land of Hong Kong Island now." In fact, as long as I release the news that you killed 'No. 1', more than 100 masters will find you within 24 hours and dissect your body. The biggest thing you shouldn't have is to kill people blindly, touching our most unbearable bottom line. ”

"No. 1" is not only the leader of the organization, but also the object of admiration of countless heroes in the past, and it is also their dream that they can't ask for and are convinced.

That dream is broken, and the dreamer will naturally pour out all his anger on the dreambreaker.

As far as Lin Xuan knows, even international organizations such as the Japanese Yamaguchi-gumi, the Italian Mafia, and the French Mustang Gang have admirers of "No. 1".

The unnamed swordsman sent by the Emperor must pay for it with the blood of more Assassins.

In a sense, the death of "No. 1" was also doomed to the destruction of the "Emperor".

The knife hand stopped, raised his right foot, stomped on the ground, and then tiptoed on his tiptoes and ran over the ground three times in a row.

"Behold, you are like ants under my feet—nay, tiny than ants, like air, crushed by me again and again. Your so-called Chinese masters are just in vain, and in the end, only our 'Great Emperor' will occupy this world. The knife man said with contempt.

Lin Xuan swallowed heavily, suppressing all the anger that was about to rise.

"You, Chinese, will always be—" Before the knifeman could say the "four-character noun" that made Chinese all over the world angry, the air in the hall shook violently, and the knifeman immediately remained silent.

That "four-character noun" once made the Chinese live humiliating for half a century, living under the guns and bayonets of the eight-nation alliance and the world powers. If it were not for the founding of New China, the name would always be a nightmare for the Chinese.

"Let's go." The knife man said.

Mrs. Wei led the way first, and the two walked out of the hall of the Wei Mansion.

Lin Xuan unfolded his palm, and his palms were full of cold sweat. As he tried his best to control his anger, his nails were already embedded in the flesh of his palm.

Instead of stopping in the living room, he went up the spiral cast-iron staircase to the third floor and pushed open the door to the third room. It was a large study with three bookshelves lined up side by side on the west wall. He walked over and pulled out the third book on the third floor of the third shelf.

It was an extremely thick hardcover "Historical Records", heavy and weighed far more than an ordinary book.

Lin Xuan opened the title page of the book and found that the center of the entire book had been hollowed out, and a miniature tape recorder was placed inside.

Mrs. Wei gave him a lot of hints, and he could understand them all, which was the greatest tacit understanding between friends.

Lin Xuan exhaled softly, took the tape recorder and stepped back, dragged a chair to sit down, and pressed the play button of the tape recorder, and Mr. Wei's voice immediately sounded inside.

At the beginning of the recording, Mr. Wei reported the time once, and it was three years ago, in the spring of 2012, the legendary apocalypse of the earth.

"I have to record my plans for the future, because they are so dangerous that they will be revealed to the wilderness and disappear from the face of the earth forever. I could die, but this plan cannot be stopped, because humanity must unravel the mystery of the Everest flag cloud. I told Ohara about this plan, and he agreed with my plan, but in the end, the direction of the effort was markedly different from mine. He said that it is necessary to change the present by changing the method of history -- in history, the real significant point in entering the feudal society from a slave society was when Qin Shi Huang unified the six countries. If you can do something at the source of that node, you will definitely be able to reverse the destruction of this world. Horrifyingly, our conversation was eavesdropped on by a superpower spy, resulting in the disaster movie "2012" that shook the world. When the audience hides their faces in the cinema and exclaims for the catastrophe, who knows that the real catastrophe is imminent? The media, the media, are adhering to the rules of the game of 'entertainment to death, carnival is not guilty', but the ignorant earthlings have always followed the baton of the media and participated in this doomsday carnival together. I have to do something and take up all the burden of saving the planet. The world is so big, who is my trusted ally......"

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