Chapter 3: The Phantom of the Heart
Noon.
A Mercedes-Benz sedan was parked at the main entrance of Gaoping University. From time to time, groups of students who have finished morning classes look back curiously.
It's not because of the expensive pomp. The city is a commercial city near the sea, and there is no shortage of students who have strong family backgrounds to pick up and drop off famous cars every day, but the cultivation of blocking the traffic at the school gate is a must. From time to time, the security guards in the doorguard room let out a disgruntled sneer.
The referee threw the door out, and his face was extremely irritable. At this time, more than half an hour has passed since the agreed time.
The assistant who came with him thought it was inconvenient to sit alone in the car, so he opened the door and tentatively said, "Minister Guo, it's better to ......"
The referee snorted, and the assistant suddenly trembled, after all, he had been working beside the referee for a long time, and now he had never been in such a situation.
He gradually revealed an angry look, his information came from a writer named Wei Lingchen, and if it had not been verified in every way, he would not have believed that the legendary figure admired and praised by all walks of life in the city was only in his early twenties.
He didn't believe that a little-known writer would dare to make such a big joke with him.
But at the same time, he doesn't believe that anyone can be arrogant in front of interests.
He only believes in himself.
And the situation in front of him made him feel unprecedented frustration.
He took a cigarette and put it in his mouth, carefully considering the mysterious man who had not yet appeared.
He heard a "click", and a bright fire flickered in front of his eyes, igniting the cigarette in his mouth. His face froze in shock, and the cigarette fell straight from his mouth.
He was so frightened that he almost burst out of the country, but he saw that the roll of paper used to light his cigarette was the high-value check he had sent in the morning. A slender hand shook and released, and the flames were extinguished, and the embers were ejected far away.
"Minister Situation, it's a good thing." A calm, cold voice came from the window. The voice seemed to have a strange penetrating power, which made the mind of the judge feel some indescribable strangeness.
He knew that it was a "phantom", so he calmed down and resumed his usual arrogance and arrogance: "I've never been used to people being late. β
"But I'm not used to being on time either." Qiu Ling sneered, poked his head out and said, "I'm not used to having a pile of scrap iron blocking the school gate." β
When he touched her cold eyes, he trembled inexplicably. As if unable to resist the other party's command, he involuntarily got into the car and drove away.
Although there is a half-length photo of Qiu Ling on the information, I can't help but be surprised when I see it.
The judge is accustomed to the dominant position in front of people, but in the face of the young man in front of him, he has become a little sneering: "I have admired the name for a long time." But it's really unexpected...... I can't think of ......."
After holding back for a long time, he still couldn't find any words to describe Qiu Ling, so he had to turn his words and said: "Phantom and Shen Tianli, you brothers and sisters are really joking with the citizens. β
"Oh."
"I hope you won't embarrass me again." The judge said embarrassedly.
"Oh."
The referee smiled awkwardly, his eyes glaring at his assistant through the car's mirror.
The latter trembled and said, "I...... I really didn't see her..... When she got into the car, I kept the door...... I don't know ......."
Qiu Ling smiled, "Thank you for opening the door for me." β
"I ......" the assistant didn't understand what she was talking about, and he really didn't know how she could be in the car.
Inside the closed compartment of the car, the air seemed to condense with Qiu Ling's momentary silence.
The referee half-squinted his eyes, Qiu Ling didn't move, and he didn't move.
A few hours ago, he had sneered at a piece of information about the Hillin, and now, his nerve endings were hairy, forcing him to restructure his prejudices - the apparitions did have the ability to manipulate people's minds at will, not rumors.
The referee finally couldn't bear it anymore, cleared his throat and said, "Actually, this is just a ...... that can't be simpler."
Listening to each other's "ding" sounds, they turned their heads and saw the assistant look stunned, as if he had been sucked away from three souls and seven spirits.
Chuling: "Give me your license and gun!" β
The referee couldn't help but flash backwards, his back slammed against the window, and let out a groan of pain.
Almost at the same time, the assistant seemed to be strongly stimulated, suddenly ripped off the tag on his chest, took out a strangely shaped pocket gun on his chest with his right hand, and handed it straight to Qiu Ling.
The referee watched passively as he watched the scene, his breath echoing in the small carriage. What kind of voice was that! That kind of penetrating power is like a soft and sharp sword, which can accurately pierce people's souls, and there is no room for resistance.
Qiu Ling raised a cold smile, and the assistant moved his gaze to her eyes blankly like a baby, and he could clearly see his gradually dilated pupils, and his eyes became more and more dilated and abnormal......
"Do you remember, what are you doing here? Who asked you to come? Qiu Ling asked calmly in that penetrating voice.
The assistant's expression was still like that of an imbecile, and he replied intermittently and weakly, "Pick up...... Pick-up ...... Come to pick up people, Yu ......" didn't finish a sentence, suddenly the whole body fluttered, his head hit the roof of the car, and was bounced down, he didn't seem to feel pain, pointed directly at the situation, and scolded angrily: "Fucking death cuts you have a seizure at thirteen o'clock, and you are full on public holidays and let me pick up people, I will pick up your sister......"
Qiu Ling had to let his brain automatically ignore the increasingly unbearable insults, and forced a smile to admire the colorful face of the judge.
When the assistant's voice became weaker, he seemed to be tired of scolding, and his expression consciously returned to his previous confusion. Qiu Ling calmly induced: "It's comfortable to scold." Not going home yet? β
The assistant stupidly said, "Oh! With a sigh, he slowly opened the car door and walked out.
Qiu Ling finally laughed out loud.
The judge glared at her strangely, opened the car door and roared: "Hey, where are you going to go when your home is in country C!" β
About ten seconds later, the assistant came in through the back door again, saw Qiu Ling, and immediately bowed his forehead. "Hey, what was I doing when I went out?" He asked, touching the back of his head, "Hehe, weird." Besides, minister, should we go to the ...... I arranged?"
"Hell knows what you're trying to do!" The referee scolded him angrily and slammed the car door with a "bang". The latter spread his hands aggrievedly.
The referee drove without saying a word, trying to calm his emotions. Witnessing his assistant's gaffe, he understood that this was just Qiu Ling's disadvantage to him, and how many skills she had that were different from ordinary people made him think about it in horror.
The first time he was passive, his heart was more fearful. The seemingly weak girl next to her can indeed become the most important chess piece and the sharpest weapon on her chessboard, however, the user of the weapon is also in unknowable danger.
Qiu Ling looked at his side and said lightly, "In the morning, Major Qi of your country called me. β
The referee was shocked: "Major Qi? You mean Qi Keqing? β
Qiu Ling nodded.
"So, Miss Phantom already knows what we're planning?" The referee asked cautiously.
Qiu Ling smiled: "It's okay to call me Qiu Ling." At this time, she looked like an ordinary girl riding her uncle's ride, beautiful and beautiful.
The situation was shouted in his heart that he couldn't bear it.
They tacitly reached out and shook their hands in a friendly manner. There was a hint of shrewdness in his eyes.
"The specific details still need to be elaborated by the minister." Chu Ling paused for a moment and decided to leave room to spare, "If there's anything I can help with, I'll do my best." β
"Yay!" "I know a good place for afternoon tea. β
Fifteen minutes later, they walked into an elegant and quiet cafΓ©, with beautiful glazed stone steps at the entrance, and a cobblestone bridge flowing water oxygen production channel around the hall, making crisp sounds from time to time.
In such a premises, the consumption level is more than ten times that of the outside.
God, the hard-earned money of your country's taxpayers! Qiu Ling secretly glanced at the situation and smiled secretly.
After consulting with Chu Ling, they chose the most conspicuous place to sit.
The faint blues jazz in the cafΓ© is beginning to melodious. The waiter brought the wine list and bowed to them.
Qiu Ling said to the waiter, "Give me a glass of water, this gentleman wants Manhattan." β
He was stunned for a long time and stared at her for a long time before he decided: "I've never drunk Manhattan outside of my home, why are you ...... Haha, we didn't choose the wrong person. β
"If I heard me right, you just used 'we'." Qiu Ling leaned forward: "Who are 'they'?" β
This kind of naughty and relaxed, like a normal girl asking her classmate's crush: "Hey, who was the boy next to you last night?" β
A chill ran through the referee's heart.
"I won't tell you, because 'they' are near 'us.'" He blinked in a low voice. From the perspective of others, it is nothing more than a father and daughter who are whispering.
The "they" in the judge's mouth, the "they" asked by Qiu Ling, are obviously not a group of people.
Chu Ling received the hint, and the corners of his eyes swept nonchalantly over the cafΓ©.
At the entrance, a college student who did not look good was listening to an MP3. Apparently no one in a cafΓ© filled with live blues will stubbornly wear headphones. It was a remote bugging device.
By the window are three old women, whose envious gem "rings" are photographing the Qiu Ling's table.
In the elegant seat not far away, a lingering couple, but there was no spark in their eyes.
Chu Ling took it all in.
"It's a big lineup." Qiu Ling raised his voice and sneered.
"Huh?" The situation is nervous, this kid, don't talk about it!
"I said band!" Qiu Ling smiled and pointed to a few elegant blues musicians in the center of the hall, "No, it's the first time I've heard such a good thing in this city." β
"Hehehe, yes." He shook his head with a wry smile.
Today's talks are destined to fail. Every time they meet after that, they will be monitored with such precision. This may have been expected for a long time.
Chu Ling didn't feel like a waste of time, but she needed to get more information from the glamorous major on the morning call. About the situation, about the task, about "them".
So at this moment, what does she need to do to match the situation?
Seeing the situation, the tailor took out the check book from his jacket pocket. Qiu Ling suddenly remembered the farce in the city bureau office, and Bei Yan clenched his delicate lower lip tightly to prevent himself from laughing out loud again.
That's right, quarrel, and then turn your face and leave.
The referee moved the wine glass to the side and said straight to the point: "I invited you to come this time, I invited you to participate in our escort mission this time, and the meeting gift for you in the morning was actually not ......"
Qiu Ling interrupted him with a "stop" gesture: "I think your ministry has misunderstood me, I am not a personal bodyguard, and I am not supported by any one to do something. β
"No, it's definitely not a bodyguard's job, Miss Chuling, it's a glorious mission. If this batch of finished products can be safely transported to Pujia Island, you will be approved to become a non-police investigator with special documents. "You know, this kind of special certificate of the international police has only been issued to three people in the world, and one of them is the gentleman you admire the mostββ"
"Oh." Qiu Ling's dissatisfaction was carried by three points of truth. She sneered: "Do you think that whether there is such a document in my hand will have an impact on me?" β
The situation was slightly embarrassing, so he had to promise: "Yes, yes, there is no difference, but at least ......"
Chu Ling stared at him.
He continued: "At least you can ...... the citizens openly in the future."
"Yes, I'm stealing chickens and dogs now."
"No, no, no, I definitely didn't mean that......" The temperature of the air conditioner in the elegant seat was very low, but the judge kept wiping his sweat: "In addition, there is also a generous bonus from the state, you must know that Shen Tianli, the director of the city's special investigation team, is your long-term defeated general, and he would rather not have any commendation, but also serve as the host of this mission." β
"Oh, then you go find Shen Tianli." Qiu Ling said certainly.
"No, no, we need your help!" The referee said earnestly.
Qiu Ling sank his face: "Assistance? β
The referee was extremely embarrassed: "No! No......"
Qiu Ling was aggressive: "It turns out that I still need to work with the police, and I am only worthy of being a deputy, and I should be honored for this!" β
"You're mistaken, there's absolutely no such thing. Because at that time we thought that this was a very serious task and had to be handed over to the city police, so we did not dare to bother Miss Phantom...... "The more he said it, the more wrong he became, and gradually stopped his voice, looking at his expression and really wanting to punch himself, it was obvious that all the listeners who were holding back their laughter also had this impulse.
Sure enough, Qiu Ling resumed his gentle smile, like an extreme when people were angry: "Farewell." β
"No, no, Miss Phantom! This is definitely not the case! The referee hurriedly got up and said, "Okay, I'll admit I'm not good at talking!" Because this batch of new inventions is really important, there is no room for half a point difference, so what we need is a phantom who has not missed a hand, and you, although the police will also be involved, but you are the real host of this mission. β
Seeing that Qiu Ling's face slowed down, he hurriedly handed over his business card: "Please be sure to consider, we can accept any request you prescribe, please feel free to contact me." β
Qiu Ling only glanced at it, the corners of his mouth turned coldly, and turned and walked out.
"Look! What's there to see! The referee slapped the top of the head of the assistant who was staring at Qiu Ling's back: "I don't know how thick the sky is, just like that Shen Tianli, I only know how to attract bees and butterflies!" I only know how to attract bees and butterflies! β
Suddenly, he sneered again.
Qiu Ling's hand pushing open the glass door paused, and the words fell into her ears word for word.
The blazing white sun on the street makes it impossible to open your eyes.
Attract bees and butterflies. The situation emphasized the words "attracting bees and butterflies" twice.
Qiu Ling slowed down and pondered, not caring at all about the stalker following behind him.
"Attract bees and butterflies." Chu Ling pondered the word repeatedly.