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"A face, is this what you're going to show me?" I asked.

Mrs. Bamboo tapped the keyboard again, and the third photo switched over, and at a glance she knew that it had been processed by technology. That face covered the screen, and even the wrinkles on the forehead, the nasolabial folds on both sides of the bridge of the nose, and the cheeks on the chin were clearly visible. What I pay the most attention to is his eyes, because the eyes are the windows of the soul, and his mind is not right, and he can see everything from his eyes.

That person had a pair of black and white Danfeng eyes, and the eyebrows were slightly raised, with a natural arrogance.

When he looked at the camera, his eyes were indifferent and unfazed. Of course, he may not have looked at the camera at all, but at the crescent moon stone with something else in his mind, not caring about the presence of the photographer.

"He is the King of Qin. Mrs. Bamboo said.

"Something must have happened here ten years ago, right?" I asked.

At the same time, my heart was dripping blood. The tragic change in our Xia family began ten years ago, and overnight, the family happiness that we once had was gone.

The ancients said that every family has a scripture that is difficult to read.

In fact, too many things happened in one night, one day, one month, and one year, and too many families were separated from each other because of this. In fact, this is unavoidable, the earth rotates eternally, and revolves around the sun, many earthlings are on top of it, and if they are not careful, they will be thrown off this sphere and be ghosts in the dark. Some people die, some live, some leave, and some stay...... It's a complete cycle. Some people are happy, some people are unhappy, some people grow old together, some people break up halfway, some brothers walk together, some people are separated, this is all fate, and I can't complain about others.

"What do you think of?" Lady Bamboo had been secretly observing me.

"I think of some family changes, but they're all in the past. In order to save time, Madame might as well just turn to dictation?" I whispered.

With two clicks, Mrs. Bamboo pulled two tissues from the paper box, leaned over and handed them to me.

I didn't shed tears, but it felt like my eyes were definitely red.

"Ten years ago, a silent secret battle between Chinese and Japanese thaumaturgists broke out in Wulongtan Park, and both sides suffered heavy casualties. Of course, the war letters of the two sides of the covenant are written as 'until there is only one man left on both sides', that is, the battle will not end until the people die. As one of the Chinese thaumaturgists whose ancestral home was Jinan, I participated in that battle without hesitation. The 'Four Elephant Flower Poetry and Wine Array' of our four gentlemen, "Plum, Orchid, Bamboo, and Chrysanthemum", was the nemesis of the Japanese ninja's retreat, and played a decisive role in this battle, killing the most people and being attacked the most. In the end, all the Chinese thaumaturgists fell except me, and only one Japanese thaumaturgist remained. One-on-one was supposed to be the fairest duel moment, but I knew very well that I was vulnerable in front of the other party. Mr. Xia, if I mention the other party's name, you must have heard of it, right?

I nodded, "Well, I've heard the name." The people of the Fujiwara family became famous for forging swords, swords, and dark weapons, and in the process of constantly casting murder weapons, their minds gradually changed, and they themselves became murder weapons. ”

Japan has been a "country of craftsmen" since ancient times, and the people of Japan have been deeply involved in the study of any line of work, and they have worked tirelessly and strive for excellence.

The Chinese saying "seventy-two lines of deeds produce champions" should really be given to the Japanese.

Regarding the battle of Wulongtan between the Chinese and Japanese thaumaturgists ten years ago, it has also been mentioned intermittently in the history of rivers and lakes in modern times.

For a century and a half, Jinan, as the bridgehead of China's anti-Japanese actions, always left an extraordinary huge wave every time it touched on the theme of "anti-Japanese".

Since ancient times, the hot-blooded men of Qilu have emerged one after another, and in order to defend this fertile land, they have thrown their heads and spilled their blood, and have written legendary articles in black and white.

I only know that after that war, the righteous thaumaturgists in Jinan and even Shandong were almost killed and wounded, and they still have not been able to recover, which directly led to the fact that the lineup of thaumaturgists in Shandong lagged far behind the four major provinces of Yunnan, Guizhou, Sichuan, and Guangdong, and even Shaanxi, Gansu, Ning, and Jin in the backward areas of the west.

However, then again, if a thaumaturgist from Shandong only cares about protecting himself, retreating to the southwest, cherishing his feathers, and seeking his own stability when the Japanese invaded on a large scale, what is the difference between that and the fugitive government of the past? At least in my opinion, if a Shandong person dies in battle and is wrapped in horse leather to defend his homeland and villagers, he will definitely die a glorious and great death. If the thaumaturgists of the whole country have the same idea in their hearts, why worry that the country is not strong and the country is not established?

"In that battle, Madame already had the heart of death?" I asked with reverence.

If even a woman can fight for the country, if she dies, she will definitely be heavier than Mount Tai, and her deeds will go down in history forever.

"Exactly. Mrs. Zhu nodded, "According to the agreement in the war book, only one person between me and him can walk out of the south gate of Wulongtan Park alive." If no miracle happens, then I will definitely fall to the ground next, and the Chinese side will lose this battle. Through the crescent stone, the sound of Fujiwara Akiri grinding his teeth and sucking blood can be heard clearly, and as long as he strikes over the stone, my life will be over. With a roar, he leaped to his feet, put his right foot on the crescent stone, raised his katana, and slashed at me head-on. It was at that time that the water on the crescent stone suddenly shot out from all directions, and the water flowed like an arrow, shooting Fujiwara Hiroshi into a sieve. It was the man in this photo who saved me, and I found his information from the internal archives. It is said that he is the King of Qin, a mysterious figure with the blood of Qin Shi Huang Yingzheng flowing in his veins. In this era, the more low-key people are, the more ambitious and terrifying they are. ”

I stared at the face on the screen, believing that as long as I saw King Qin himself, I would recognize it at a glance.

"In a sense, he's your savior. I said.

"Yes, that's why I want to find him and sit down to talk, so as not to hurt the peace. Mrs. Bamboo said.

"Finding people isn't my specialty, sorry. I said.

Mrs. Zhu smiled: "Wherever you are, you won't dare to trouble Mr. Xia if you find someone." I mean, how about I find him and you come and talk to him on my behalf?"

The smile in her eyes was a little different from before, and in the depths of her eyes, there seemed to be a small flame of some emotion dancing suddenly.

"Maybe you should show me more information about this person, know yourself and know the other person, so that I can have a good conversation with the other person. I said.

King Qin is a big figure in the Seven Kings Society, if this person is King Qin, then he may not be willing to talk to me. What I want to do is to get to know each other more thoroughly and try to avoid being at an absolute disadvantage in the future battle.

"Yes, here. "Mrs. Bamboo taps the keyboard a few times, and a set of photos appears on the screen.

The photos were taken at the major scenic spots in Jinan, but they were all taken from a distance, and there was not even a clear face.

I can roughly summarize the following points, this person is about 1.75 meters tall, weighs 80 kilograms, has a flat head, a rectangular face, broad shoulders and a broad back, walks calmly, and should have a foundation in military training. In most of the photographs, he is always carrying a blue canvas bag with the strap stretched so straight that it contains something heavier, perhaps some kind of weapon. In addition, the photos were all taken ten to eight years ago, and the scenery has the style of the old Jinan, which is very different from the present.

"No up-to-date information?" I asked.

"As the activities of the Seven Kings Society became more and more frequent, he disappeared. I guess that he didn't appear himself, but it didn't mean that King Qin's power disappeared in the rivers and lakes, just like the girl with her face covered just now, all of them acted under his instructions. Mrs. Bamboo said.

"Can you find him?" I said, glaring into Lady Bamboo's eyes.

"Maybe. Mrs. Bamboo laughed again.

I have a hunch that the relationship between her and King Qin seems to be more than just a simple relationship of repaying favor and grabbing treasure.

No one can guess what is going on in the hearts of beautiful women, and I don't want to waste my brain power on such meaningless things. For me, the biggest gain today is to know King Qin's perseverance in his quest for the "Divine Water Mirror".

When the water is clear, there are no fish, and only when all parties take action to muddy the water, it is possible to let the secret of the "Divine Water Mirror" surface in the case of fishing in troubled waters.

I replayed all the photos to make sure I knew what the man looked like ten years ago.

"Mr. Xia, the work that the Ghost Bodhisattva was originally responsible for is entrusted to you. Mrs. Bamboo stood up to end the conversation.

I'm sorry for the death of the Oni Bodhisattva, so even if I was involved, I didn't complain.

"Madam, I have a duty to do it. I also stood up, "But I have one last question, what exactly is 'killing Chu'?"

I originally thought that "Killing Chu" had nothing to do with the "Mirror Room", it was an action in the outside world, while the "Mirror Room" focused on cutting-edge scientific research, at least to some extent. However, the death of the ghost bodhisattva made me understand that the ghost of "killing Chu" is not gone away and always follows me.

"I don't know. Mrs. Bamboo shook her head.

She looked at me, and between the four eyes, she shook her head again: "Mr. Xia, I have never heard these two words. ”

I don't know if it's true or not, but since she said that, I can't ask anything more.

"Well, as long as I didn't say. Good bye. I turned and walked out.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door, and then pushed the door in, and it was the girl from before.

"Madam, Mr. Qi got angry and threatened to terminate the cooperation if you don't show up within five minutes. The girl said hurriedly.

When I heard the words "Mr. Qi", I immediately thought of Qi Mei, the person who was "the first guest in the provincial capital".

Mrs. Zhu waved her hand: "Tell him, I'll send Mr. Xia first, and then there will be a minute." ”

I have been in contact with Qi Mei, and I can assert that this gentleman is by no means a good person.

The girl mentioned that Qi Mei was going to stop the cooperation, and it seems that Mrs. Zhu had been cooperating with Qi Mei before.

"Yes. The girl dropped her hand and withdrew.

I got straight to the point: "Mrs. Bamboo, is Mr. Qi Qi the one she said is Qi Mei?"

Mrs. Zhu nodded: "Yes, it's Qi Mei." In the black and white of the provincial capital, he is very open, and he can't do without such people if he wants to find people and settle things. Rest assured, it's just a business act, an exchange of interests, don't worry about me. ”

I remember Geshu Shuisleeve, who lived in seclusion in the grove behind the funeral home, and I also remember the missing Geshu Feitian and others, and I know that there is an unfathomable scheming hidden under the appearance of a knife hidden in Qi Meixiao.

"Watch out, take care. "I just said four words.

Since Mrs. Zhu can lead the "Mirror Room", then there must be a way to deal with Qi Mei.

I have neither interest nor means in officialdom and politics, and there is no need to point fingers in front of Mrs. Zhu and pretend to be an insider.

We walked out side by side, and Mrs. Zhu asked, "Do you still live in the old house on Qushuiting Street?" The house over there has been for decades, and although the value is high, it is not very convenient to live. I still have a few idle houses here in Lixia District of Jinan, and if you need to, you can come and get the keys to live at any time. ”

I shook my head: "Thank you, Madame, my roots are on Qushuiting Street, and I have long been used to living there." ”

She sent me to the elevator and pressed the up button for me.

There was wind in the stairwell, and she hugged her arms and couldn't help but shiver.

The "mirror room" is built underground, and the underground belongs to the "yin", and she is a woman, and the woman also belongs to the "yin", under the influence of the double "yin", the feng shui and the earth here have become extremely dangerous. What's more, the "mirror room" is mainly based on analyzing and dissecting people's souls, and when various souls are released, they are also dancing with various "yin" forces and demons. To sum up, the "Mirror Room" is actually no longer particularly suitable for human habitation, but belongs to the "place where the nine yin converge and the most ferocious". Living in such a place, the fate is born with bad omen, and it is easy to produce strange things such as "walking at night is easy to meet ghosts".

"Madame, take care, in fact, everyone should go up to bask in the sun more when they are fine, which not only replenishes calcium, but also replenishes yang energy. I said sincerely.

I have no enmity with her for a long time and no grudges for a long time, and I have no grudges for a long time, so I have such an admonition.

Mrs. Zhu clenched her arms hard, smiled faintly and pondered for a few seconds before replying faintly: "I have chosen, I have no regrets in life and death." However, thank you, Mr. Xia, for thinking about it for me. I know that Mr. Xia is a humble gentleman, and it is a blessing for me to make a friend like you. ”

The elevator came, and I stepped in and waved goodbye to Mrs. Bamboo.

She waved to me until the elevator doors slowly closed.

"Jingle bell, jingle bell", the phone suddenly rings in the corner.

I turned my head to see a phone standing straight in the corner, the screen lit up and ringing over and over again.

If the mobile phone is left by someone else, it must be lying flat on the ground, it is impossible to stand there in a regular manner, and it happens to be a blind spot in the line of sight, and people standing outside the elevator door will never see it.

The only explanation, it was deliberately left to me.

I picked up the phone, and a girl's voice rang: "Mr. Xia, I am Yu Bing, that is, Mrs.'s office secretary, I have a few words to tell you, please listen carefully." First, there are secrets in the glacial lake, and many people have died there, so don't come; second, the 'mirror room' is not clean, there are ghosts floating everywhere, and people often disappear for no reason, so it is not a good thing to work here, and if you have the chance, you should resign and leave quickly; third, if you have the opportunity, please take me with you, I have my wife's secret ledger, and some of the funds in it have been transferred to my private account, which can be used by the two of us to spend the rest of our lives anywhere in the world. Mr. Xia, I said this out of trust in you, please keep it confidential for me. ”

I wasn't too surprised by such a whistleblower call. The only surprise is that she will trust a man she has only met once.

"Why trust me?" I asked calmly.

"I've checked your information, and you're the only good person who entered the 'Mirror Room' without any purpose. Now that the situation is urgent, I can only take the liberty of asking you for help. She replied.

"Yu Bing, I can take you away, but you must hand over all the ledgers and funds to Mrs. Zhu and leave cleanly. I said solemnly.

Money is a good thing, but if you take money that you shouldn't take, what awaits her in the end will always be sharp knives and bullets.

There are many living examples in black and white that prove that some terrible money is absolutely untouchable.

"That's what I deserve, besides, Madame herself is going to be-" Yu Bing said and slipped her mouth, and through the earpiece, I could also imagine her hurriedly raising her hand to cover her mouth.

This time I was really taken aback, and immediately realized the seriousness of the matter: "Yu Bing, how much do you know?" ”

The words "Madame herself is about to die" can be followed by anything such as "about to die, about to die, about to die, about to die". It seems that Yu Bing is a person who is good at observation and calculation. She predicted the outcome of Mrs. Bamboo's next step, so she boldly hid the account book privately, prepared to embezzle the money of the "dead man", and unknowingly made a "dead man's wealth".

In her logical thinking, there is no danger in taking this kind of "ownerless money", and in the end, no one will track it down, so she can only stop it. Actually, she really thought wrong, every amount of money in black and white is counted, even if it is just stealing 100,000 200,000, it is possible to drag the money into the coffin.

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