Orlando felt like a caterpillar. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He was blindfolded, gagged, and though not tied with ropes, he appeared to be stuffed into a pocket. The pockets are not big or small, so you don't want to move your hands and feet, only your head is exposed to catch your breath. He felt like he was in the trunk of a car, and the guy driving was obviously not a gentle person, and he turned around wildly and violently, so Orlando was rolling around in the trunk like a caterpillar.

[I've been kidnapped!]

[Who the hell is it?]

[Will I be killed?!]

Orlando couldn't help but think about all the people who might be working against him, and then he realized that there were too many possible targets. The mind was full of uneasy thoughts, and the winter made a cold sweat, and an old heart was almost scared out of the problem. After some time, he felt liberated. With a grunt, he found himself in a chair.

The chairs were cold and hard, but they were better than being dead in the Thames.

So the old professor put his heart in his stomach a little, and he felt that he might still have some value.

"Hey, won't you move, take off the blindfold yourself. ”

He heard a voice, a female voice, full of force, like a burning red metal rod straight and straight at him. So the old professor raised his hand tremblingly to solve it, touched his eyes with both hands, and oh, the blindfold was taken off. Subconsciously combed his messy hair, and the old professor unexpectedly found in Hus's chaotic thinking that what he had in his hand was the steam eye mask he commonly used to help sleep.

This is more terrifying than any sophisticated and weird professional torture device, because it shows that your every move has been figured out.

The old professor opened his eyes, and it was pitch black all around.

Bang, not far away, someone turned on a lamp, a table lamp. The light was very bright, and it hit his eyes directly, causing the old professor to raise his hand to block it in a dizziness. The long period of darkness made him unable to see clearly in the sudden bright light, and he could only see an ordinary table three or four meters away from him, and behind the table sat a person, the silhouette of which was a woman.

"You're Kensington*l.Orlando?" Eight square Chinese characters seemed to emerge above the woman's pitch-black outline, and although the old professor didn't understand what the eight characters meant by the words "confess leniency and resist death", he was still shocked by the other party's grace. Besides, there is really nothing to deny this kind of thing, do you want to say, "No, no, no, you recognized the wrong person, I'm just a sweeper"? That is a common humiliation of the IQs of both sides, so the old professor can only nod.

The woman actually pulled up the family routine with great interest: "There is a Kensington Road in London, is it named after your ancestors? Kensington family or something, it seems that you are a famous family." ”

"No, big-boss, you're mistaken. A male voice suddenly appeared, and Orlando was startled, if it weren't for the man's voice, he didn't even know that there was a man in the darkness so close to him. And listening to the voice, it was the one who had just given himself a knife.

"Am I mistaken?"

"Mistaken. In English, the first name comes first, and the last name comes last. His surname is Orlando and his name is Kensington. Even if there is really a Kensington family, it has nothing to do with him. ”

"Oh~~ Thank you for tutoring me in English, Mr. Jieshibang. If you hadn't said it, I, an English idiot, would have almost been deceived—do you really think I'm so stupid!"

"What happened to me?" Orlando shook his head busily, "What can I do, I'm just a university professor doing research, I don't understand what you're talking about! I, I-who are you? What do you want to do?"

"Ha, I don't understand, do you, then I'll give you a little hint. The woman leaned back, clasped her hands on her chest and said leisurely, "The Zade family." ”

"Za, Zad family?!" Orlando's face turned pale, and at this moment, his mind seemed to be overpowered, and countless messy things came to mind. Of all the secrets, the secret between him and the Zad family is the most dangerous and central. He had thought about thousands of situations, but this one was what he was most afraid of.

He forced himself to calm down and argued, "I...... I don't understand what you're talking about, what the Zad family, haven't heard of it. ”

"It doesn't matter if you haven't heard of the Zade family, have you heard of Tiberium Labs?"

"This!" Orlando's beads of sweat dripped, he understood that the comer was indeed not good, such a top-secret name was thrown out one by one, just like the other party shook the two eggs vigorously when playing cards, which caught him off guard and was shocked: "I, I, I, I haven't heard of ......"

"Play stupid with me, it's okay, I have time anyway. But you, Professor Orlando, don't have time. ”

"You, are you going to kill me?" Orlando took out a handkerchief and forced his courage while wiping his sweat: "Are you going to show me a countdown, and when the timer reaches zero, you will kill me?" Don't come here, you kidnap me and interrogate me, it means that I have what you need here, and you won't kill me so easily!"

The woman openly admitted: "Exactly, Professor Orlando, we will not kill you so easily. To be precise, we're not here to kill you at all - but who said no one wants to kill you but us?"

"Huh?" Orlando was stunned.

The woman leaned forward, folded her hands to support her chin, like the deepest and unfathomable mastermind, and even her voice was as gloomy as the sea at night: "Whether you admit it or not, we have been extremely sure that thirty-seven years ago, or thirty-nine years ago, you had a secret deal with Mr. Zade, the current patriarch of the Zad family. You are indeed an academic genius, but you are also a dead man who does not know anything about the world. With your emotional intelligence, it's almost impossible to rise to the top, so you'll need a little help from old Zadeh. And the reward you can give is to help old Zad do two things. ”

"First," the woman held up a finger, "you helped him teach a student, one of the most talented, incredible, flawless, and self-conscious you have ever met in your life." This student is so good that you wonder if you've lived to a dog for the rest of your life. ”

"Second," the woman held up a second finger, "you designed a laboratory for him, a laboratory that you have only imagined in your dreams, extremely advanced, extremely crazy, extremely unrealistic, and incomparable." This lab is so strong that you can't believe it will go from paper to reality. ”

Boom, Orlando swallowed dryly, unable to utter a word. It was so secretive, like a lockbox precipitated under deep silt, he never imagined that one day it would be found, turned out, and reopened.

"Mr. Orlando, any ambitious careerist, has his own little secrets. And those who participate in this little secret, or even just know and implicate this little secret, the end result is not very good. Old Zade is such an eloquent careerist, even a madman who is not understood by the times. What do you think he will think of you?"

Orlando's sweat flowed down like a waterfall: "You—what the hell are you trying to say? Are you saying that Mr. Zad wants to kill me? Hehe, I won't believe you if you talk like a spring, because that's impossible!"

The woman's tone of voice was really full of persuasion: "It seems that there was some agreement between you and Old Zadeh. But no matter how that agreement was signed, if Old Zad didn't kill you personally, it doesn't mean that other petty careerists won't kill you. For the sake of Tiberium Labs, there is more than one old Zad who can do anything. ”

"No way, this can't be!" Orlando said loudly, "You don't understand at all, Tiberium Lab doesn't exist anymore, who would go to the trouble of finding a place that doesn't exist?"

"How can you be sure it doesn't exist? Besides, it's not something you can believe it in. The woman snapped her fingers, and the man in the dark pulled out a stack of documents and smashed them into Orlando's hand. Orlando hurriedly flipped through the information, and after only one glance, his face turned pale.

The woman's voice was flat and eloquent: "Just a few days ago, someone raided the knockoff Tiberium Lab built by the Zad family in New Mexico. The entire laboratory was destroyed like a locust transiting, a large number of precious experimental results and scientific and technological materials were stolen, and a large number of experimental subjects and research samples were destroyed. There are also many researchers who have been made into fragments all over the ceiling and walls during the experiment's rampage, and that scene, my own go, more than twenty bans! The high-definition pictures are all in the information in your hand, look at it slowly. Of course, this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that the top secret materials kept in the laboratory have been removed. Guess who did it?"

Orlando looked at the shocking real-first-hand picture information, and was already convinced, and asked in a dry voice, "Who?"

The woman's answer shocked him, she turned her finger and pointed at herself lightly, and her malicious voice seemed to come from the abyss: "Just, yes, me." ”

Orlando stood up as if pricked by a needle, and was pushed back into his chair by the man in the darkness with a smack on his shoulder. The butt hurt hotly, Orlando struggled weakly, and his voice was distorted by extreme emotions: "You, you, you, you ?!!"

"Of course, these are all small things, and the key problem is that I found a companion that day. The two of us fought over it, and each took half of the key information. By the way, I didn't type out the flesh and blood in those pictures you have in your hand - well, at least most of them. ”

"Then again, what do you think that person and the guy behind that person are fighting with me for? Do you think we can find you, can that person find you? What do you think he will do with you?" The woman spread her hands, as if the answer was already obvious: "Do you think I was bluffing you when I said you had happened, that you didn't have time? Kensington*l.Orlando, the designer of the Tiberian Heart, the answer is really too obvious." ”

Orlando collapsed in his chair.

His face was withered, and his bones seemed to have been broken.

He gasped and was half dead.

He was very smart, so he had made it eighty percent sure that what this woman said was not a lie, at least most of the key information in it was not a lie.

His eyes twitched, and he thought a lot, but he didn't seem to think about anything. He no longer sweats coldly, because the truly desperate people have given up completely.

In the long silence, the woman did not speak, the man behind her did not speak, and Orlando himself did not speak. Everyone is waiting, waiting for Orlando's reaction.

Orlando responded.

Suddenly, he laughed, a little maniac, like a desperate fugitive: "I knew that there would be such a day." Come on, kill me, because whatever you want to know, I can't give it to you, I really don't know any key information. Then, he raised his eyelids again, looked at the woman behind the bright light, and said mockingly: "Or, do you want to show me the way like the kidnappers in the movie novel?"

"It's so savvy. The woman gestured her index finger to the point: "I'm here to show you the way." ”

"Haha, I can't see the difference between you and what you just said, the so-called 'little careerist' and the so-called 'fellow traveler'!" Orlando snorted his neck: "If you are used and then die, or you will be killed now, it will be death anyway, the difference is only whether you succeed or not." In that case, why don't you kill me now!"

"Of course there is a difference," the woman said frankly, surprisingly "the biggest difference is, we won't kill you no matter what." ”

"You won't kill me?" Hahaha, don't lie to me, you unscrupulous guys, how can you not kill me!" Orlando erupted like a spring that had been pressed to the limit, and the fire gas exploded, shouting and yelling: "What promise do you have not to kill me! Take your credibility? Don't joke, the same careerist, the same murderer, what credibility can you have!"

The woman didn't care about Orlando's shouting at all, her voice was not raised, but she simply suppressed Orlando's shouting without the slightest wave: "Of course we won't kill you, because one of our important people has a good relationship with you." ”

"Who? What important person, which important person? I have a good relationship? What are you kidding?" Orlando was shouting when the light suddenly turned on, and he found himself in a very ordinary room.

On the other side was a white-haired woman.

Behind him, there was a tall man.

On the side, another female voice suddenly sounded. A calm, steady, female voice with traces of time: "It's been a long time." ”

Orlando a spiriter turned his head, and then his mouth immediately grew to the limit, and he saw a man he never dreamed of seeing again.

Su Muhua smiled and nodded to the old professor: "It's been a long time, Mr. Orlando, do you still recognize me?"

With a bang, Orlando fell from his chair and fell to the ground for a long time and couldn't get up. (To be continued.) )