Xing Yan pondered the thrilling question of "Kennedy was executed", and was suddenly asked by Zhuang Yan, immediately raised his head, and replied reflexively: "What else can I work for?" Of course working for the state. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Not for the money? For status? For power? Zhuang Yan asked sharply.

Xing Yan sneered, tilted his head and sneered: "The salary of the Ninth Special Service Department is not able to survive or starve, all the pocket money is handed over just enough to meet the wife, and the basic expenses are all paid by welfare - as for power?" You've got your head in water, the investigation and arrest powers possessed by the Secret Service No. 9 have made it have sufficient functions, which is already very considerable. No one would be stupid enough to let Secret Service 9 have extra power on their own. ”

"So?"

"So, I work for the country." Xing Yan said categorically. He explained a lot, just to win the trust of Zhuang Yan.

"Very well, you work for the country." Zhuang Yan hugged his knees, looked at Xing Yan and said, "You first ask someone to take off all the eavesdropping equipment in the embassy, I have something to say to you." ”

Xing Yan shrugged his shoulders and sneered: "Our embassy has never been disturbed by eavesdropping......" He was halfway through laughing, then suddenly stopped abruptly, and said dryly: "You wait." ”

Xing Yan spent half an hour rummaging through the room, and when he walked in front of Zhuang Yan again, he stretched out his hand and sprinkled it on the desktop, and four sparse miniature eavesdropping equipment fell on the table with a bang.

Zhuang Yan looked at it indifferently and muttered: "Your professional skills are really excellent, and you found four in half an hour." ”

Xing Yan pulled the eavesdropping device on the table with his index finger: "None of them are domestic models, they may have been placed in the embassy by foreigners before." Embassies are the focus of surveillance by ordinary intelligence services, and this kind of thing happens not once or twice. ”

Zhuang Yan said: "Destroy it." ”

Xing Yan checked the operating mechanism of the eavesdropper, mixed a glass of salt water and threw the four eavesdroppers into the water cup, then leaned on the table, squinted and lowered his head to light a cigarette: "Say it." ”

Zhuang Yan stretched out the cigarette butt on the water glass, tapped his index finger, and watched the cigarette ash fall into the water, drift and precipitate, and land on the blister-dense eavesdropper: "In 1947, a batch of ancient scrolls was discovered in the Kiber Quinlan wilderness in the northwest of the Dead Sea. After decipherment, it was confirmed that this is the oldest Bible manuscript ever written, brushing away the dust of history, skipping human alteration, and allowing the archaeological community to witness the true face of the ancient Bible. Historically known as the Dead Sea Scrolls, some scholars believe that the undecipherable part of the Dead Sea Scrolls is a book of doomsday prophecy. ”

"Do you really believe in doomsday prophecies?" Xing Yan smiled.

"I don't believe it. Over the next decade, however, the remaining Dead Sea Scrolls were discovered. Eight of these books are almost identical to the existing Old Testament. And there are parchments that are completely alien to modern people and cannot even be deciphered by theologians. Some scholars believe that this section is a collection and addition to the Book of Doomsday prophecy, which concludes the entire Bible with a record of ways to prevent the end from coming, known as the Gospel of the Last Days. Zhuang Yan shook off the cigarette ash and said conclusively: "I am very interested in the use of a lot of symbolism and countless ambiguous descriptions in the Gospel of the End - I am not interested in the rumors of the coming of the end times, but I have a strong curiosity about how to prevent the description of the end times. ”

Xing Yan agreed with the last sentence, nodded involuntarily just now, and immediately shook his head vigorously, and said solemnly: "You are curious about what I have to do!" You are willing to read the myth, I will give you a thousand starting coins, you look at it, you hurry up and return to China with me. ”

"Xing Yan, I'll ask you again." Zhuang Yan was unmoved, squinting at the iron-faced and selfless secret service officer, "If I told you that the Angel War did exist, what associations would you develop?" ”

"I'll wonder which specialist at Peking Union Medical College can treat you for schizophrenia." Xing Yan said seriously and affirmatively.

"I think of a tragic civil war experienced by a magnificent interstellar civilization." Zhuang Yan ignored Xing Yan's reminder and said slowly. The cigarette butt burned out, almost burning his fingers, but Zhuang Yan was unaware of it, and his eyes drifted away: "That civil war for heaven must be extremely magnificent. The angelic sword condensed by the high-energy plasma stream condensed by the force field severed the strongest carapace in the universe; The Charged Particle Cluster Cannon converges into a blasphemous spear that pierces the heart of an angel in milliseconds. If anyone has mastered the basic aether particle technology, that person will be a well-deserved god, and he will appear in the decisive battle in full swing, sacrifice the power of the aether particle, and defeat all recalcitrant enemies. ”

"You're fit to write a novel." Xing Yan still didn't believe it.

Zhuang Yan looked at Xing Yan and began to recite clearly: "'Satan is the opponent, and his name in heaven has been lost. The Seraphic Angel of the Seraphs, Chief Archangel Lucifer ascended to the heights, abandoned the title of angels, and launched a duel without sky, sun, moon, and earth. And there was war in heaven, and Michael fought with his angels against the dragon. And the dragon went to war with his angels, and was not victorious. Therefore, there is no place for them in heaven. The great dragon was the serpent of old, whose name was the Devil and Satan, who deceived the whole world, and he was cast to the earth. ’”

"It's a myth." Xing Yan emphasized.

"A duel without sky, sun, moon, and earth -- imagine where on earth is there such a battlefield?" Zhuang Yan was inspired step by step, and he saw that Xing Yan's forehead was already sweating: "Only in the vast interstellar space, there is sky everywhere, so there is 'no sky'." In the sparse cosmic space, the distance between galaxies is often hundreds of light-years, so there is no sun and no moon in the pitch-black cosmic battlefield, and the interstellar space legions fight in the empty and vacuum space, so there is no land. ”

Xing Yan figured it out, but he didn't admit defeat and refused to say it.

The Bible is describing an epic war in the universe. The Old Testament is not a myth, but an unprecedented catastrophe. A war havoc that nearly wiped out a galactic civilization. Zhuang Yan said it for Xing Yan.

Xing Yan glared at Zhuang Yan, gasped for breath, walked around holding his forehead, and kept comforting himself: "I listen to what you are talking nonsense, even if what you say is right, it has nothing to do with me." I just need to escort you back to China, and then I can go home and hug my wife and children, and have a good time......"

"Earth is a penal colony for the vanquished." Zhuang Yan spit out a sentence, which almost caused Xing Yan to suddenly have a myocardial infarction.

"So?" Xing Yan is about to lose his ability to think, although he loves to watch disaster movies, but he doesn't want his life to become a disaster movie, let alone act by himself.

"In the civil wars of the Empire, the defeated who are expelled must be locked in prison and sent to the most barren penal colony, which must be the farthest frontier of the Empire. But the ambition of the defeated is still the same, the so-called 'although Chu has three households, the dead Qin will be Chu', and the defeated will always burn with the ambition to become the king again. The Great Dragon Ancient Serpent, trapped in a prison and exiled to a faraway land, spread all over the continent of the earth. They will unscrupulously attempt to form a world government that will integrate the resources of all solar systems to capitalize their ambitions to return to the galactic core. Zhuang Yan's imagination has flown out of the earth and across the solar system: "If the Book of Doomsday Prophecy warns of the coming of the end of the 'Great Dragon Ancient Snake' ruling mankind, then the "Doomsday Gospel" must record the technical key for human beings to stop the 'Ancient Snake' and 'Great Dragon'. ”

"What do you want to say?" Xing Yan was about to go crazy, he desperately resisted Zhuang Yan's bewitchment, but he was extremely concerned about the follow-up plot, and he couldn't wait for Zhuang Yan to finish it in one breath.

"I'm going to decipher the 'dragon slaying technique' in the Gospel of the Last Days." Zhuang Yan said calmly, as if he had thought deeply: "I believe that all problems can be solved with technology." If we master the technique of killing the 'Ancient Snake' and 'Great Dragon', then all the problems caused by the 'Great Dragon' will no longer be a problem. ”

"So what?" Xing Yan's ten fingers were clenched into claws.

"You should protect the scientific advisors to decipher the Dead Sea Scrolls." Zhuang Yan was categorical, "Time is running out, I hope you can make the right choice for the sake of the country." ”

Xing Yan remembered what he had sworn half an hour ago: "If I let you succeed again today, Lao Tzu will walk with his hands." ”

"Maybe I'm going to do a handstand for the rest of my life." Xing Yan thought with a sad face. (To be continued.) )