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"My-" Wu Lan couldn't continue, and the wound that erupted from the blood shot out made him unable to move at all, and he was dying back, and the gauntlet hook and narrow knife landed at the same time.

The little lady of the lotus flower, Huo, turned over in the air and landed steadily, and walked up the steps to pick up the platinum earrings on the ground. She was very clever and deliberately shook off her earrings to expose Wu Lan's whereabouts, so that I could make a clever ambush.

Wu Lan fell silently in the corner, and he would bring a second bounty to Miz. In fact, bounty hunters all over the world do the same work every day, such as Tang Mei's first pot of gold earned by Interpol.

I accompanied the little lady Lotus all the way up the stairs, and she kept observing the chandelier above her head along the way, and her brows were always locked and could not let go.

"How are the children?

"I have sent them to a famous monastery in Switzerland, where the old class is the biggest philanthropist, and I am confident that they will raise their children. And all our wealth is also entrusted to a local charity, and the children will grow up with enough money for them to live and start a business, away from the bloody wind and rain on the rivers and lakes. The peaceful life that my old class and I dreamed of but didn't get hope can be realized in the children. ”

Her expression became more and more serious, and as she stepped onto the corridor on the eighteenth floor, she suddenly leaned over and tapped on the cherry blossom wood wainscoting on either side.

My eyes are a little moist, I saved them back then, and now the other party is desperate to come back to repay the kindness, and the old class has died, which means that they were born in my hands and died in my hands.

"I'm sorry. "I am deeply sorry.

"The grace of a drop of water springs to repay each other -- isn't this the law of survival for the people of the rivers and lakes? What is there to be sorry for? Mr. Chen, we have returned your kindness, and the children of the next generation will be able to behave with a clear conscience, and they will never have to wait for the rest of their lives and wait to repay their kindness to others at any time. In the 21st century, although the rivers and lakes have become strange and the people's hearts are not ancient, the hearts of my old class and I have not changed, and we will always have our own principles of living and living. ”

Her words are frank and open, and she has long put life and death out of the way, and all her beautiful yearning for the future is pinned on the children.

"I will ask my friends in Switzerland to help take care of them, please rest assured that the children of the old class are my children and nephews, and they will definitely live a carefree life-"

I was kind-hearted, but the little lady suddenly stood up straight, stared at my eyes, and said word by word: "Mr. Chen, if you want me and Lao Ban to die in peace, never go to see my children, and never show favors to them." That's my only request, can you say yes?"

After a pause, she added word by word in a more serious tone: "He, they, receive, no, rise, any, what, people, of, favor, favor." ”

It suddenly dawned on me that no words could erase the gap between us, and I could only smile wryly and nod.

The words of the little lady of the lotus could not be clearer, she and Lao Ban are willing to repay the favor and die, this is the fate of this life, but she is never willing to let her children repeat this fate.

After entering room 1808, she quickly examined everything in the room, and finally landed on the air conditioning vents. At that time, Lao Ban retreated from here, and may have been poisoned by others after leaving the building.

The little lady of the lotus flower took out a silver knife from the boot and sat on the sand with a long sigh.

After another bloody incident, the room was thoroughly cleaned and restored to cleanliness, and Miz did not order the police to be on duty, so that there would be a temporary silence now.

"I'll release the female worm in my body and let it follow the old class's course of action. Mr. Chen, you're in this room, and I'll call you if there's progress. She rolled up her sleeve and made a gentle cut in the crook of her left elbow, the wound reaching deep into the veins, but not a drop of blood gushed out.

The family backgrounds of the old class husband and wife are very complicated, and the little lady Lotus has the bloodline of the Miao Jiang Gu Refiner, so many times they act strangely and abnormally, and people can't understand it.

Lao Ban shot and killed three people in the "underworld" at that time, and I felt that there should be a fourth person in the action team led by Kinsa. Because according to military combat conventions, he couldn't have gathered all of them in the same room, and at least one peripheral personnel had to be in charge of messaging and monitoring.

A seasoned master of Kinsa's calibre would never have overlooked this.

My eyes fell on the air conditioning vents again, and I smiled wryly. He had wondered why Kinsa had neglected that extremely important route in and out, and now it seemed that it was his best move.

The little lady of the lotus flower was already meditating cross-legged on the sand, pressing the thumb of her right hand on the wound in the crook of the elbow, and suddenly burst out of her throat, and the obscure low drink of her life should be some kind of local language in the Miaojiang region. As her thumb left the wound, a small fuchsia worm slowly wriggled and appeared, lingering in the crook of her elbow for only a few seconds before slowly crawling down her forearm to the palm of her hand.

"Heaven and earth go find your friends—" She gently pushed the half-inch-long skinny worm with the nails of her little finger.

With a "click", a pearl of mercury fell on the coffee table and shattered into hundreds of smaller particles. Her voice became softer, babbling in the same native language as before, like a loving mother caressing her infant child.

The worm writhed a few times, and after a few seconds, a pair of thin red wings spread out on either side of it, and it trembled.

The little lady of the lotus stood up and raised her arms to let the worm get closer to the vent. Suddenly, the little insect flapped its wings and flew up, "buzzing" around the vent a few times, and plunged into the black grille.

"Mr. Chen, we won't disappoint you by phone. She shook off her gray robe and turban, revealing the black tight-fitting nightwalk underneath. On her back was a metal box the size of an abacus, and a silver emei thorn was stuck in her belt.

"Take care of yourself. "That's my only wish.

She pushed open the grille, bent down into the vent, and looked back thoughtfully: "Mr. Chen, I hope you can remember my names - Miao Jiang, Black Mountain Chong Funiuling, and Xiahou Lotus." When I died, I remember asking someone to carry a letter to the red-headed Gu refiner Xiahou Fengyu on the ridge, and said that her daughter had never regretted marrying someone from the Miaoshou Banmen, and she was very happy every day with the old class. In the next life, if I have a fate, I still hope to be his daughter and devote my life to honoring him. ”

At that moment, she waved her hand and wiped the disguised material off her face, revealing a charming and smiling face.

"Aside from the old class, you are the second person to see me for who I really are, goodbye. She flinched back and disappeared into the silent darkness.

Xiahou Fengyu is the talent of the thirty-six major Gu refiners in Miao Jiang, and is crowned with the supreme title of "red head". I've known the old class couple for so many years, I never thought that she would be the daughter of a Great Gu Refiner.

"Am I doing the right thing to do to let her take another risk this time?" I grew a little confused.

Wouldn't it be better if I could convince Charlotte to ask her to order the demolition of the hotel than to bury the life of the little lady Lotus?Charlotte wanted The Wheel of the Sun and me, and I kept putting my friends at risk while I was in the clears to preserve my reputation. Is it still in line with your own principles of life to go on and on?

It was already late at night, and I was pacing back and forth in the room by myself without a hint of sleep.

Now I had forgotten whether the dragon elephant girl would appear strangely, but every few minutes she would stare at the vent, full of concern for the little lotus lady who no longer knew where to crawl.

The phone on the coffee table rang suddenly, and I almost flew over, and without looking at the number displayed on the screen, I immediately pressed the call button and asked loudly, "Where are you?

Charlotte's voice came lazily: "Where do you think I will be at three o'clock in the morning?" on a large soft bed, of course, with a bottle of fine French wine next to it, expecting a real soulmate to talk all night. Mr. Chen, would you like to be the bosom friend who drinks with me?"

She seemed to be drunk, and at the same time she heard the deep and melodious singing of the record player.

"I'm waiting for a very important phone call to see you again. "I immediately closed the line and didn't want to talk to her about anything.

Unconsciously, the little lady of the lotus has been there for more than four hours, although there are many passages inside the building, but this time is enough to search again.

Charlotte's second call came in through the building's internal line, and her tone was much clearer: "Mr. Chen, I want to tell you that after urgent consultations, we have agreed to your free search of the Moonlight Hotel. In principle, how about using the method of borehole detection as much as possible so as not to destroy the supporting body of the building?"

That's good news, but it's too late.

I replied lightly, "Thank you very much." ”

"Sounds like Mr. Chen has suddenly lost interest, why?" Charlotte asked, curious.

"The demolition of the mansion is just to find the whereabouts of the Wheel of the Sun, and the ancient book belongs to you only for you, what should I be happy about? "My words are just to the point, if you can't find the book with all your might, it's useless to talk about any conditions.

Charlotte laughed: "The secret? What secrets can a woman who is getting old have in her heart? Mr. Chen, we can actually be friends at first sight, do you think? Urban men and women in the 21st century who don't have one or two confidants and close friends—even if Miss Leng Xin returns to you, it will not affect the special friendship between us. If I agree, how about I drive you up and take a night tour of Cairo with me?"

She said it very explicitly, but with the financial resources of the rich country as a backing, the more explicit it it is, the more she can impress men with ulterior motives.

I smiled calmly: "Thank you for favoring you, I hope to seize all the time to find Leng Xin than to visit Cairo at night." ”

This is indeed an era of urban men and women who are dissolute and promiscuous, but I hope that I can "be turbid in the world, and I am alone", especially in the face of a scheming woman like Charlotte, I must be fortified step by step, so as not to fall into my own footing.

"I have everything you need, I hear everything, but I need you to give everything you have in exchange for presenting it to me wholeheartedly, from body to heart. Then you will get what you want. Mr. Chen: My generosity is time-limited, just from this moment until the sun rises tomorrow. You think about it, I believe that if you are smart, you will definitely take care of the priorities and make the most correct choice-"

I was blown away by her words, because she said, "There is everything you need." What I need most is, of course, Leng Xin's news, can she provide this?

I clenched the microphone and thought for a few seconds, and slowly asked, "What do you mean, you can even tell me where Leng Xin went?"

She smiled reservedly and asked rhetorically, "What do you say?"

During the call, my eyes kept on the vents, expecting the little lady Lotus to appear all at once and bring me some good news. But the longer the wait, the heavier the disappointment.

"Don't play jokes like that with me, we can't afford it. I slowed down and told the other person solemnly.

"I rarely joke, the truth is cruel and can't be called a joke. Mr. Chen, don't you Chinese like to say, 'Life must be full of joy, don't make the golden bottle empty to the moon'? Tonight may be your closest opportunity to the truth, like a solar eclipse, a lunar eclipse, and a meteor shower. ”

Charlotte had woken up, but the meaning of her words was becoming more and more obscure.

"I'm really waiting for a very important call—" I said only halfway through the phone and the person on the other end of the line had already closed the line.

"Does she probably know Leng Xin's whereabouts? Pretending to lie to me is still a trap of the old suspicion?" "If only it was a face-to-face conversation just now, I could find out the credibility of the content of the conversation from the other party's eyes and expressions.

After two hours of repeated thinking, there was still no news of the little lady of the lotus. I poured a large cup of espresso into my stomach one bite after another to resist the heavier and heavier drowsiness.

As the light grew brighter, I curled up in the sand and took a nap, and as soon as I closed my eyes, I couldn't bear to see the blood-soaked slaughter.

At eight o'clock in the morning, I ordered a breakfast, and I finished it without knowing it, still waiting for the call. During this time, Miz had sent police officers to come, of course, for the sake of Wu Lan's killing. That kind of scum should have died a long time ago, so the officers all had relieved smiles on their faces.

The little lady Lotus called in at half past nine in the morning, with indescribable sadness and sorrow: "Mr. Chen, I am at the underground sewage collection station two kilometers north of the hotel, you can come in from the No. 305 sewage well. Lao Ban is dead, and his killer is dead, so please bring a few police officers over and get all their bodies up. ”

There was a heavy echo in the earpiece, which showed that her location was an empty underground passage, and the communication signal was very bad.

I hung up the phone and immediately told Miz to rush to the sewage collection station with six police officers.

Cairo's urban sewerage system was designed by German experts to treat the city's inhabitants with a wide and smooth underground space. We went down the staircase of the sewage well No. 305 and saw the little lady of the lotus flower on a square platform.

It could be seen that her physical strength was overdrawn, and she was resting by a monitoring meter box, and her clothes were smeared with dust and grease.

Old Ben lay prone ten steps in front of her, shot in the back of the head, and the bullet came out of the forehead, which was a one-shot killing. The murderer died five steps behind Lao Ban, maintaining a very strange kneeling position, covering his chest with his hands as if desperately holding down his heartbeat, and the murderous pistol was thrown on his knees.

"The killer was scared to death, and more than eighty percent of the blood vessels on the surface of the body burst. I checked his retinal microvascular rupture rate, which reached 100%, which shows that he witnessed a very terrible scene at that time, which was completely beyond the capacity of his heart, so it directly led to the hidden explosion of cerebral blood vessels. ”

The results of her examination were not inferior to those of a professional forensic doctor, and the two tear stains hanging from the corners of her eyes must have been the result of crying bitterly.

The officers were busy carrying the bodies, and my eyes swept over the sewer pipes in all directions. The platform under our feet is one of the monitoring stations, and when the sewage flow increases, the platform will be completely submerged, like a reef under an undercurrent. Standing here, facing a total of eight pipe openings of various sizes, if the subject of the old class had indeed been here, they would have escaped invisibly, and the sewage that flowed day and night would naturally dissipate all evidence.

"Look there—" The little lady of the lotus pointed to our upper right.

I've noticed a circular entrance there, and from where Old Ben and the Killer fell, both of them fell down the pipe.

"I followed the 'Mandarin Duck Double Killing Insecticide' sneak and slipped down from there. It was a metal pipe that connected to the air conditioning and ventilation system of the Moonlight Hotel, but it shouldn't have been connected here anyway. Mr. Chen, this pipeline is the only secret passage of the old class's 'Mercury Injection Nine Springs Tracking Dafa', so he will boldly find here, but what did the Russian killer see, do you have any clues?"

She struggled to her feet and looked out into the dark depths of the pipe.

I had completely forgotten about the smell in the underground sewers, and if I could, I even wanted to mobilize people to search forward to see what was hidden in the intricate pipes. Since there are no other secret passages in the hotel, will the dragon elephant maiden follow the pipes all the way to this place and make the underground passages her own shelter?

The place where the old class had been prone was covered with shiny beads of mercury mixed with the blood stains on the stone platform.

The sewage flows slowly northward from a height of more than two meters down from the stone platform, and according to the drawings of the underground pipe network provided by the police, the sewage will eventually enter the largest recycling treatment plant in the north of the city.

"We can't search all the passages, can we?" she shook her head in disappointment and smiled bitterly.

This is obvious, and it is impossible for the Cairo police to mobilize all their forces to search this place, because it is an ambiguous matter, and any speculation is beyond the boundary, and there is not even a 30% certainty.

"Guess what's hidden in those passages?" she gave me a puzzle. As far as the eye could see, there was only black water flowing and there was no way to guess.

"Let's go. "This ending surprised me a little, there was no exhaustive dagger-style fierce battle, no final suspense revealed, only a dark place where sewage flowed day and night. The dead silence and namelessness of the old class will eventually be forgotten by the rivers and lakes.

"I'm not going to let him die in vain, now that the killing has already begun, let this damn wheel spin—" The little lady Lotus sneered arrogantly. She always held a transparent bottle in her hand, and in addition to the purple-red bug that could flutter its wings and fly, there was another blue-gray bug with the same shape.

I'm sure there's something else the little lady Lotus hasn't said yet, and maybe that's the most valuable thing in this trackdown. The "Mandarin Duck Double Insect Killing" is the special treasure of the Miao Jiang Gu Alchemist, and its role is not limited to maintaining contact between the two, but can convey more complex information to those who possess it.

"If you think of anything, please tell me, okay?" I felt like a pool of stagnant water, and my voice became a little hoarse.

"It's no longer a fight between the police and the gangsters, it's a feud between me and the killer. Mr. Chen, this is the end of our cooperation, and what I do in the future has nothing to do with you. "She stared at me like a stranger she didn't know, but there was already a flame of anger burning in the depths of her eyes.

We exited the tunnel together and the officers re-locked the manhole cover.

"It was a really good feeling to be able to stand in the sun again. It's a pity that the old class went like that, without leaving a word, which would be the biggest setback of my life. She was still haunted by Lao Ban's death, and watched as the police carried Lao Ban's body into the car and roared away.

"I will continue to follow up and live up to the efforts of the old class for this. I tried to comfort her as much as I could, but the words pale in comparison.

"Goodbye Mr. Chen. The little lady beckoned to a taxi, waved coldly at me, and sped away.

The Russian who killed Lao Ban was so small that he was supposed to be a mixed Russian and Asian descendant, and after examining his physical features, he was completely compatible with a key criminal wanted by the international police, which made Miz very excited.

After much consideration, I asked Miz to unblock the relationship and dig out the metal pipe completely to see what secrets it was hiding. Miz immediately approached his friends in the city administration and offered to help, but what was even more strange was that there was no information about the pipeline in the archives of the bureau.

It was easier to dig the pipes than to convince Charlotte to tear down the building, so I was relieved to get a little relieved and went back to room 1808 alone.