Chapter VIII Transfer

In Venice, on the roof of an ordinary house, an Asian man with a ponytail is sitting on a folding stool, looking at the sea with night vision binoculars, but because the distance is so far away, he can't see anything clearly, and he can barely see the huge paper drill bit.

Suddenly, he put down his binoculars, turned his head sharply, and said to the darkness behind him, "What person?!"

"As he said, you're really alert...... a man with a huge suitcase stepped out of the shadows, "You're Mr. Zuo Dao, aren't you?"

One foot on the left side has stepped outside the guardrail: "Don't come here, I'll jump off if you come again." ”

"Huh...... Why did you threaten death when you first met? Do you think a stranger would care about your life or death?"

Left Dao's eyes rolled twice, "So...... You're not here to ask for an account?"

"Are you thinking about stepping your foot back first? The man had already put down his suitcase as he spoke.

Zuo Dao came down from the guardrail: "Okay, by the way, you don't mind, that...... I haven't slept with any of your family, have I?"

The man let out a long breath, as if mourning for Zuo Dao's character, he did not answer the question, but changed the subject: "You can call me accountant, I think it's fair that we call each other nicknames." ”

"Hmm...... Left is my real name......"

The accountant was stunned for about three seconds, and then sighed a long sigh: "What's that...... I was going to say something, oh, by the way, someone asked me to deliver something to you. As he spoke, he bent down to open the suitcase.

Zuo Dao slipped up the guardrail: "Are you sure it's not a bomb?"

The accountant rolled his eyes: "Yes, I'm sure." ”

"It would be naΓ―ve to think that you could take a submachine gun or a grenade out of the box and deal with me at some point when I let my guard down, I sleep with one eye open every day, and I have no flaws!"

The accountant had already taken out the thing by this time, and it was just a box of videotapes.

"Dude...... Seriously...... Can you come down and talk?"

Zuo Dao climbed down from the guardrail for the second time: "Haha, I'm really sorry, you also know that our industry is a high-risk occupation. ”

The accountant said, "Okay, you don't have to explain...... Get ready to answer the phone. ”

"What phone?" Zuo Dao asked inexplicably, and at this moment, the mobile phone in his arms actually rang.

This frightened Zuo Dao's face turned pale, whiter than a Caucasian, how did the other party know that his mobile phone would ring? How did he know his number? and so on...... How was his place discovered?!

The accountant only thought amused when he saw the surprised expression: "Don't panic, man, I also encountered a similar situation to you about sixteen hours ago, and you will understand it all after answering this call." ”

With Zuo Dao's character, he was naturally suspicious, he swallowed his saliva, pressed the call button, and said in a trembling voice: "Hello?"

The man on the other end of the phone said, "I want you to help me give this tape to the blood lord." ”

"Who...... Who is the Blood Lord?" Zuo Dao asked, "Who are you?"

"The blood lord is Chirios, when you handed over the things in the accountant's hand, you can say that a person named Tianyi asked you to hand it over, you can also describe the scene you encountered tonight, of course, according to my estimate, even if you don't want to say it then, he has a way to threaten you to say it. ”

"What are your intentions? Why should I help you, and how did you get hold of my whereabouts?" Zuo Dao asked one question after another.

Tianyi replied unhurriedly one by one: "First of all, you will not understand my intentions, and you have no direct stake; secondly, the reason why you must help me, please refer to the third question I will answer to you next, that is, how to grasp your whereabouts, my answer is, you look for me, there is no trace of the vast earth, I will kill you, and it will be difficult for the gods to beware of the heavens." If you want to live a few more years, you can ask me less questions and do whatever you want, or hundreds of police officers will put you in a place like a public toilet cubicle, arrest you for credit card fraud, and send you to a felony prison where you can change your sexual orientation in a month. ”

"Big big ...... Greatly...... Big brother, you have pity on me, I ......," Zuo Dao stammered.

Tianyi interrupted him: "It's too dangerous to let strangers communicate directly with the blood lord, so I just found you, I know that you are running errands for the blood lord as a middleman." The next time you meet a Blood Lord, give him the tape, and the mission will be done, and if I don't have a place to use you in the future, we'll never have contact again, so be it. ”

The phone was hung up, Zuo Dao listened to the hurried sound from the mobile phone, and cast a look of help to the accountant with a frightened face: "Big brother......"

"Alright...... I can't afford it. Like you, I thought no one knew where I was, and then, the damn phone rang, and a guy named Tianyi told me to go to a storage box at a station and get this cassette. He sighed helplessly: "You're lucky, I haven't closed my eyes for more than twenty hours, just because he told me that in the here and now, you can find a person named Zuo Dao, and then hand it over to you." ”

Zuo Dao only felt a chill down his spine: "Can he predict the future?"

"Not necessarily, I've been thinking about how this guy did this for dozens of hours. In the end, I realized that it is theoretically possible to do this, although in practice the probability of success is extremely low...... "The accountant said; "He didn't see the future, he did some kind of calculation. If we assume that there is such a formula, (human thought mode + actual action) * established fact of the physical plane = the result of something. Then this Tianyi has completed this kind of derivation, he must have some kind of massive and absolutely reliable information, and then take into account many variables, so he can speculate and even affect the occurrence of some things in advance. ”

Zuo Dao's eyes widened; "Friend, which Chinese language are you talking about?"

The accountant replied, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, it's just my judgment, maybe he can really predict the future or something, who knows? With that, he stepped forward, slapped the tape on his left hand, and left with his large suitcase.

Zuo Dao stood there alone for a moment, and suddenly heard a loud noise in the north, he hurriedly raised his binoculars and looked at the sea, only to see a white dragon flying in the air, and he didn't know who was fighting there at the moment, and he could make this kind of disaster movie-like scene one after another.