Chapter 182: Praying Mantis Catches Cicadas
Lu Mingfei slowly walked to a door in the depths of the library, under the decoration of the mahogany exterior is a special alloy, the door frame is equipped with a special access control system, the dragon pattern decoration on the lintel, the black dragon eye is Norma's eyes, the camera is pointed at the central processing unit in front of the door directly connected to the ice cellar, the only consequence of anyone trying to break in is to be taken down on the spot by a mixed-race madman from a college.
Lu Mingfei took out his student ID card and scratched it on the card slot of the access control.
"Dear Lu Mingfei, it has been detected that you have 'S' level permissions, welcome to enter this area for borrowing and research, please cherish and protect every book in this area, this is not only a treasure of mankind, but also a legacy of dragon civilization. Lu Mingfei's eyes became extremely complicated. Someone and he had explained in detail the defense mode of the Kassel Library, which was almost undefended except for the high-privilege library and the secret passage to the bottom of the ice cellar. But the materials he was looking for were in the library area, which required high privileges. He should not have access to the 3e exam before. But the college seemed to be 'very generous' to him. Lu Mingfei pushed open the door, took out his eyes from the pocket of his school uniform, and put them on. His fingers swept over the mahogany shelves, counting and searching, his eyes meticulous, as if the book was hiding itself. It does hide itself. ........ The calloused knuckles paused on the keyboard for a long time, then slowly typed: "Caesar Gattuso." Chu Zihang rarely chats with people on the Internet, and he sent this just to let him
The person behind the "Dick Tudo" account sat in front of the screen and had a conversation with him that didn't have to meet face-to-face.
"Chu Zihang?" Caesar quickly replied to the message, there was no party at the Amber Pavilion today, and he was lying on the sofa in the hall watching a movie, an old American movie ---- "The Godfather".
The huge projection screen is now occupied by the chat box of the Night's Watch forum, and Caesar holds the wireless keyboard and replies: "What's the matter with me?" ”
"You and my ID are both Sabre names, but now, neither my village rain nor your Diktido belong to us."
"It's a predetermined bet," Caesar pulled out the hunting knife, his fingers brushing over the pitch-black blade,
"Willing to gamble."
"It's a big bet on this Freedom Day, and you also ordered a Bugatti Veyron, and it looks like you don't mind at all."
"I recognize Lu Mingfei's quality, his ability deserves this victory, but I have some problems."
"What's the problem."
"Lu Mingfei's state was already very poor when I left, and you couldn't win against him with your strength?"
"I lost to someone else."
"As I thought," Caesar nodded slightly,
"Lu Mingfei's team is not alone, there is also a freshman, who is he?"
"You should use her, A-class blood, Zero Romanov, a freshman in Russia, I didn't find any more information, I don't have enough authority in the executive department."
"Romanov?" Caesar was slightly surprised,
"It reminds me of the Tsar."
"The Lionheart's invitation was rejected by her."
"Why?"
"She plans to join Lu Mingfei's club." Caesar whistled and typed in response,
"It's really enviable, it seems that our S-class is very popular, and recruiting him will also come with an excellent A-class, even better than President Lionheart's A-class! Sounds like a great deal. ”
"Lu Mingfei rejected me all the same."
"So you're here to declare war?" Caesar smiled,
"Want to stop my solicitation?"
"No," Chu Zihang shook his head,
"I want to redeem my knife." ........ The girl walked out of the main entrance of the school, humming a song in her mouth, and the suspenders of plain white batik orchids danced in the sunny breeze.
The staring man was stunned for a moment, took a sip of the coffee in his hand, and probably understood why the employer would hand over such a wonderful commission.
It was a pure beauty, a beauty that even a person like him who licked blood with the tip of a knife couldn't help but admire, and he remembered the commission he had received, a princely tomb of the Han Dynasty, saying that it was a prince, but nine times out of ten the tombs were buried pure-blooded dragons.
The price offered by his employer was high, high enough for him to squander a year on the Ark, but when he brought the treasures back to the surface, he always had the urge to refuse his employer's payment and keep the valuable collection for himself.
The same thought arose again for this man, who was somewhat peculiar on the hunter's net. Beyond the high pay, he was interested in the mission itself for the first time.
That's such a pretty girl. The man is a well-blooded half-breed, and unlike some of his peers who have mixed up on hunter's websites, he is well aware of the origin of the 'Word Spirit', has a deep understanding of the society of the half-blood, and is aware of the existence of those behemoths.
But he is an unruly optimist, just like his hunter id--- 'puppet', so he did not choose to be a lackey of those big people, but continued to mess around on the site, keeping a proper respect and distance from them, and seemed to maintain a tacit understanding with those people that the well water does not interfere with the river water.
He knew that it came from his own ability, and he was a little proud of it. The hired hunter didn't follow directly, quietly drank his coffee and turned away.
Finding the girl's address was not a difficult task for a good hunter. It was an old community hidden behind high-rise buildings, and there were still a few plane trees in the community, the leaves of which had fallen and the dead branches had cut the faint sunlight into pieces.
Building 31 is an old building with a red brick exterior wall, a cement balcony, and a wooden window with green paint, and it is impossible to tell its age
"Unclog the sewers" or
A small advertisement for "invoicing on behalf of others". The girl's home is in Unit 15, Room 201, and the blue paint number is nailed to the green wooden door, and the wooden door is plastered with all kinds of small advertisements, but the keyhole is cleaned.
Xia Mi gently pushed open the door, and she heard the smell of stir-fried food and the sound of educating children next door, warm and happy.
The open door was cold, making people feel the urge to turn around and run. The girl pouted and walked through the door.
She was a little dissatisfied in her heart and wanted to find someone to vent.