Chapter 184: Fenglong Hall

Shinnosuke Fujiwara is a lone wolf. An old spicy lone wolf. He belonged to the Gattuso Assassination Department, the most special type of assassin, among whom he was of high status, but now he was sent to the preparatory school in Kassel in China as an unqualified experimenter.

Because he came here to spy on a person on some order. To tell the truth, in the face of that order Fujiwara Shinnosuke has been entangled for a long time, the internal situation of Gattuso has always been clear, the high-ranking presbyterian council, the acting head of the family who has done his best in front of the stage, and the real master who is at ease.

He is very satisfied with his current life, as a killer he thinks he is first-class, and the most important thing for a first-class killer is the survival rate, he likes to be alive and enjoy his talent and the glory and wealth of being a dog.

The family also knew his value, and the task he was given was difficult, but it was by no means impossible.

But this time is different, the target of the surveillance is beautiful, and this mission does not seem to be difficult to carry out, but there is a sentence on the file that was given.

Suspected dragon king-level target. Pompeii Gattuso took the stall from him, lit it on the only candle in the dark room, burned it off, leaving only a little dust, and gently blew out the candle.

Fujiwara Shinnosuke couldn't see the head of the house's expression, and Pompeii didn't seem to be able to see his expression. He is indeed the head of the family, but he has abandoned the power of the family for many years, and the elders of this mission do not seem to know, otherwise it can be issued through normal channels, he is not an assassin who is good at surveillance, but he is good at disguise,

"Time zero" is a valuable asset for the family, so you may be able to refuse, right? He didn't want to face a dragon king, even a potential dragon king.

The man shuddered suddenly, he swallowed his saliva, and suddenly felt a sensational throat slowly pass over the blade.

He wanted to use the spirit of words to cut time into countless pieces, and then everything in the realm covered by Time Zero was slowed down, and only he could move normally.

Fujiwara Shinnosuke's control over the spirit of words is far less than that of Ange, and the burden of time zero is not small, but for him, the space opened by time zero is where he has the highest sense of security.

But he didn't dare to use the spirit of speech, he knew that when the spirit of speech was spoken, his head would also fall to the ground. Can you try to say no yourself?

First pretending to accept Pompeii, after informing the Presbyterian Church, looking for the possibility of survival through the conflict between the elders and the head of the family?

What will the elders do? What will the head of the house do? What happens to me who knows the secret?

He quickly figured out the point, and if he didn't accept it, he would die in some horrific way, and neither the elders nor the head of the family would forgive him for his trespassing, and he would have to go to hell to confess his ignorance.

Fujiwara Shinnosuke finally took on the task. How can you keep an eye on a possible dragon king alive?

Disguise. ........ The sun at noon is very big, but the weather in Yanjing in autumn is getting cooler, and the cloudless weather is more suitable for visiting here, but it is a little bitter for those men who run three wheels of manpower.

"This is Liulichang Street?" Chen Mo looked at the surrounding scene with great interest while talking to the rickshaw driver.

"That's right, this used to be the place where the examinees lived, and the most was the paper and ink shop, the lake pen of 'Dai Yuexuan', the brush of 'Li Fushou', the southern paper of 'Qingbi Pavilion', and the ink of 'Yide Pavilion', which are all century-old brands!"

"Really?" Chen Mo shook his head,

"It's a pity I don't need these pen, ink, paper, and inkstones."

"It's fine!" The coachman's mouth was like a river, and his legs stopped: "There are also a lot of antique shops here, and a hundred years ago, this place was full of treasures!" What porcelain of the Ming and Qing dynasties, paintings of the Song Dynasty, Tang Sancai was fished out of the tomb, and the things in the palace at that time could be taken out for you, just see if you can afford to pay the price! ”

"I'm afraid it's not as good as the past now," Chen Mo smiled: "Gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times, who still sells those good things in the store now?" ”

"You're right," the uncle agreed, "I'll tell you, this place is useless nine times out of ten!" There are a few houses that still have two insects, but most of them are new outside, and there is another layer of old ones in the inner room. However, there are occasional leaks in this place, but in the end, there are many more holes. ”

"That's a good point." Chen Mo nodded.

"So you take a good look when you go to the store," the old Sanlun smiled: "It's on the ground, the Jigu Pavilion you said, the fare is 500, do you want cash or a card?" ”

"Can you still swipe your card?" Chen Mo raised his eyebrows.

"Of course, it's easy to pay." As he spoke, the uncle was about to take out the machine.

"Don't worry," Chen Mo asked the uncle who turned his head to look at him, "I suddenly want to change stores and shop." ”

"What place? You say. As soon as the uncle stopped business, he pulled out a slight smile on his face.

"Fenglong Hall." Chen Mo stared at the man's eyes and smiled: "Do you know where it is?" Uncle Miwa lowered his head and thought for a while, and asked, "This is a small shop you are asking, right?" I really don't know about this kind of small shop, you are sure you want to go, there are no good goods in this kind of small shop, and you can't even swipe a card, visa, mastercard, ameriexpress, the same is not used. ”

"Why do you think I have to swipe my card?" Chen Mo lifted the suitcase to his knee and knocked on the surface of the box: "How many beautiful knives do you think can be put down here?" Uncle Miwa had a few beads of sweat on his face.

Cold sweat.

"This master, how can I know this as a cart puller?" He lifted the pole of the rickshaw: "I really haven't heard of that place, you can find a place to go in and ask, maybe you will meet it?" I'm also waiting for the next order? You won't pay your bills, will you? ”

"No, it won't." Chen Mo took out a few red grandfathers, and when he reached out and handed them over, dots of gold slowly appeared in his eyes, which was breathtaking.

"I think you may have forgotten just now, think about it again?"

"Look at my memory," the uncle patted his thigh,

"There is a big archway in the Huaxia Painting and Calligraphy Society, and the second sheep intestine alley behind is the innermost shop."

"Lin Fenglong is inside?"

"Boss Lin comes back occasionally, most of the time this shop is closed, no one knows about that place except me, usually I show him, the boss came back more than a month ago, and told me to pay attention to the outside, don't let people find it."

"Not bad." Chen Mo nodded with satisfaction and took the tickets from his hand one by one.

"You just said that you don't remember Boss Lin's Fenglong Hall, so now you don't remember everything about Boss Chen today, right?"

"Yes."

"Good." Chen Mo waved his hand,

"Let's get busy."