Hidden Assassin: Section 412 The Dead

Ten minutes ago. The side entrance of Industrial and Commercial Bank of Wuyi Street.

A group of dark shadows are busy in the rain.

Replacement of monitoring lines, intrusion into security systems, and people with laptops in their hands are doing all this in an orderly manner. After making the "O" gesture. Another person started to open the lock with a tool, and a small noise came out. Soon after, they opened the door.

"The duck is outside to check the wind." The dark shadow headed him and waved. When I was about to go in, I knocked on the other side of the rain screen, "I always feel. When we came here just now. Did the person on the other side see us?"

"The place that sells sugar-fried chestnuts?" The person called Yutou replied, "Brother Tiger is fine, that's a fool. He will sell sugar-fried chestnuts. We ate it yesterday. He bought it. "

"Be cautious when doing our business...Be careful to make the Wannian Ship." Brother Tiger patted the person on the shoulder of Fang Feng. "Duck, don't wander around the bank when you are out of the air. Go for a bite and look at the sweet-stir-fried chestnut field by the way. If there is a problem... it's okay to kill him."

"It's the land. Brother Tiger."

The nickname duck nodded and waited until his companions entered one after another. He walked out of the darkness. He tightened his raincoat and looked around the road. Then walked towards the sugar-fried chestnut stall in the distance.

"Boss. Give me a pound."

Standing under the canopy of the trolley, the duck looks around. The man on the opposite side packed the chestnuts in a paper bag. After the weighing, he handed it over: "Eight yuan and five." The quote was clear and fluent. I couldn't hear anything different from ordinary people. But as a local, the duck naturally understands that this fool is just like that. Except for selling sugar-fried chestnuts, it knows nothing, does not communicate with people or talk to people, just like a robot with a programmed program.

"Big Brother Yinhu is too suspicious, but he came back from a field, no wonder..." he thought. Standing in front of the trolley while eating, he spoke without a word.

"My boss is doing well recently?"

"The weather is getting colder. Will your business be better?"

"There will be no business here until the evening, why have you been here all the time?"

I almost counted the time passing by. Naturally, speaking in the mouth was also to conceal the nervousness in his heart. While looking around, he held the chestnut in his left hand and threw it into his mouth, but his right hand never left the handle of the black star gun at his waist. Naturally, he didn't reply in any way. At ten o'clock, he began to tidy up the things on the car in an orderly manner.

"It's five minutes to ten...It's closed on time, boss." Looking at his watch, the duck said with a smile. He looked around, there was no weird movement, and frowned slightly. Then he turned around and trot across the road, preparing to find a place to go to the toilet. Once he was nervous for a long time, he would have urgency. This was his old problem.

After the figure disappeared. A second-hand Mercedes stopped at the crossroad on the other side. The female police officer in the car checked her watch. Then get off. Open the umbrella and walk over.

"The stall is closed. Boss, are there any ones that haven't been sold out?"

Standing under the carport, Mu Qingqing asked. For a moment, the man on the opposite side took out a paper bag: "There is only so much."

"How much is it, I want it."

"Five yuan." The other party passed it on the electronic scale. It was a little more than six or two. Mu Qingqing took out a ten yuan piece of land. When the other party took the money from the drawer, she looked around and blurted out a question: "Boss. Have you seen any weird people here recently?"

I understand that there is a problem with the other person's brain, so I just asked casually. Did not expect to answer. Who knows after the other party handed a five-yuan coin to her. He actually opened his mouth faintly: "Are you asking the one that just sneaked into the bank or the one who is aiming at you with a toy gun on the other side?"

Mu Qingqing was stunned for a second. Then, turn around and draw a gun!

Bang——

Bang——

Two loud gunshots tore through the tranquil rain curtain. It spreads far away in the night.

The duck hides behind the transformer pole over there, presses a button in his pocket, and sends a signal to the people in the bank. This way. Mu Qingqing flew out, and the man selling chestnuts with sweets turned off the battery and connected the ground light. Ready to leave.

Bang——

Green smoke rises into the sky, rain and mist evaporate. With gunshots on both sides. The bullets passing by the trolley swept past, and the man didn't realize it. Push up the trolley, squeak, and start to leave.

Bang——

"Be careful, don't kill you!" Mu Qingqing suddenly jumped out from behind and threw the man selling sweet chestnuts to the ground. He returned a shot, and the man on the other side poked his head out. Was forced to go back again.

She is well trained after all. I've seen a lot of big scenes of criminal police, I am afraid that the other party has few opportunities to get a gun. After a few shots. Was forced to come out behind the pillar. Mu Qingqing pointed his gun over there. Shortness of breath. In a few words, I told a colleague at the police station. I was about to leaning over and grabbing the other person. The man who was thrown on the ground by her had also stood up and was patting the wet place on his body.

A fool is a fool. I won’t be afraid...

This thought was flashing in my mind. Suddenly, the bullet passed by, wiping out the fire on the telephone pole behind, the road around, and the door of the bank in the distance. A total of six people have already walked out. Shoot at your side. One of them yelled: "Come here!" Apparently, he was greeted by the person behind the transformer.

In a hurry, looking for a place to hide, Mu Qingqing shot another shot at the transformer. Block the person who wants to escape behind the pillar. In view. The idiot still pushed up the trolley without knowing it, bullets flying around him.

"Hey--"

Hiding behind the telephone pole, Mu Qingqing is still incapable of taking care of herself. Where is it possible to bring him back again, but fortunately, there is a distance of 100 meters from the bank. In such a rain curtain again, neither side had much accuracy in firing. Mu Qingqing could only keep the gun from turning off at this moment to prevent the person behind the transformer from leaving, waiting for the arrival of support.

Winter night. Cold rain. Long Street, dimly lit street lights, two groups of people shooting far away and men walking in the gunfire pushing a trolley. A weird but beautiful scene is formed.

However, the firepower of one person is no better than that of six people. Whenever the firepower of Mu Qingqing stops, the person on the opposite side of the street is ready to seize the opportunity to run a few steps forward, ran past the transformer, and ran past the one ahead. At the street light pole, he hid his figure behind a big tree. Seeing that there was no such place to hide in front of him, if he found a chance to rush out again. Maybe it will rush directly to the bank.

"Mom——"

A curse in her mouth without a lady. Mu Qingqing frantically squeezed the trigger at the bank and shot the bullet from the pistol at once. The whole person also rushed out at this moment. There was a scream from the rain curtain, and then someone yelled: "Fish head--" She shot someone indiscriminately.

Several rolls in a row on the road. Replace the magazine. Mu Qingqing hid in the space blocked by the car. As she approached the big tree quickly, she had no time to take care of the idiot pushing the cart at this time. The important thing is. Even if I couldn't catch everyone for a while, I had to keep one of them and fired several shots in a row. The trolley was already close to the roadside where the big tree was, five meters, four meters, three meters, two meters... the man behind the tree suddenly rushed out. Had a face-to-face meeting with Mu Qingqing. Two muzzles staggered in the air.

"Let go..." Mu Qingqing can definitely go much faster if he wants to talk about the shooting speed. But at this moment, looking at the twisted face of the man in front. A sharp pain suddenly came from her shoulder. A bullet passed through there.

Two gunshots rose at close range. Mu Qingqing shook his body. Failed to hit the man. The man nicknamed Duckland also failed to hit her. Subsequently. The man who was about to rush to the bank was blocked by the cart.

"You*** get out of here!"

This moment of tension to the extreme. The man subconsciously aimed his pistol at Mu Qingqing and prepared to fire a second shot at the same time. He was also about to kick the idiot away from the cart. Seize the way and escape. The sound of the police siren was heard from afar, and Mu Qingqing's body fell to the ground, watching the muzzle move over and aimed at her.

Subsequently. The gunfire sounded.

Jiang (read novels on your mobile phone at any time, mobile wap*** network) sea. Hotel entrance.

When the cold wind blows over. The Dongfang Jiadi driver was already waiting for them below, Dongfang Wan had a few words with Xu Yiting. Another group of people came out from the gate, men and women. I can see that they are quite identifiable. This is one of the best four-star hotels in Jianghai City. There are also many large company members who talk about business here. Not surprisingly, they exchanged greetings at the door. Then the car from one side came. Leave first.

The other party is headed by a woman who is not too old. Wearing a black coat, she has an elegant temperament, but she does not have the arrogance and domineering of Dongfang Wan. Perhaps it can be said that she is gentle and peaceful, only the invisible sense of distance. Erzhi, dressed appropriately, with long hair **** in a faint hint, holding the handbag in his left hand and blocking in front of him intentionally or unintentionally. Even if you shook hands warmly with people. Smile again brightly. It's just the end, although it doesn't seem to give people any embarrassment or rejection. But such a temperament. In Dongfang Wan's eyes, it was clear.

Of course she can do this too, but it doesn't fit her personality. I'm too lazy to do it, besides, women in their early twenties, if they don't have an obvious aggressiveness, most of the time they will make you feel incompetent.

The woman laughed a few words with her. Then he turned around. Walked towards the two of them. There was a real smile on his face: "Xiaowan, Xiaoting, it's been a long time since I saw you, come and join the class reunion?"

Xu Yiting smiled and said hello: "Mr. Zhang."

Dongfang Wan smiled and said, "Ms. Zhang, come here to discuss business?"

"A contract. Just come and have a look." The beautiful woman nodded, and the three of them walked down the steps of the hotel and exchanged a few words, nothing more than asking about Dongfang Wan's recent situation and so on, and then looked at the time: "It's already late, I won't talk much, I will be scorned if I go back late."

Xu Yiting said: "Hehe. Taotao is looking for her mother at home, right?"

"Yes." Next to him, the driver had opened the door for her. Speaking of this. As a mother, she smiled brilliantly. Xiaoting, when you came here last year, she just talked a while ago. Now she is really naughty and can walk. Her grandfather is also used to...not much. I have to go, come and play during the Chinese New Year. "

"Sure!" The two answered brilliantly by the car door. When the car was far away, the two people looked at each other, Dongfang Wan said, "It seems that Teacher Zhang is also having a very happy life."

Xu Yiting nodded: "I just don't know who Taotaodi dad is..."

"Happiness is fine, but the children are very annoying..."

Speaking of this, the mood of the two is not low, of course it is not high, after all, the relationship between the two of them and Teacher Zhang is pretty good, especially Xu Yiting, to a certain extent. This teacher Yahan has the same kind of reinvention for her, but. If the Jianghai business community has had any gossip worth guessing in the past two or three years. Perhaps it is the case of Miss Zhang Jiayahan being unmarried and pregnant. Can most arouse everyone's reverie.

Before this, everyone knew. Zhang Jingan has no sons. There is only one daughter. She used to be trained as a successor to the industry, but this daughter is also a bit rebellious. I used to travel to the UK, and I was reluctant to learn to run a company after returning home. Instead, she went to the Sacred Heart Academy to become a teacher. Even so, her hidden influence still exists. Zhang Jingan has only one such daughter. If she is willing to come back, the company will most likely belong to her in the end.

This is the case. In the early summer of 2001, there was news of Miss Zhang's sudden pregnancy. In October of the same year, she gave birth to a baby girl before that. Many people pursue her. However, none of the people who were truly determined to be her boyfriends existed. During her pregnancy, Zhang Jingan believed that her daughter had corrupted the head of the door. Be furious more than once. He even said that he would beat his daughter to death. But of course it did not.

After confirming that abortion was not possible, the Zhang family made a compromise and asked the daughter to tell who the father was. In any case, there must be a place. However, Miss Zhang Jia stubbornly did not say a single name.

At that time. She lives in a small villa next to the Sacred Heart College, and hired a nanny to take care of herself, according to the news that the nanny revealed. Ms. Zhang Jia reads books, listens to songs every day during her pregnancy, and watches some films that are helpful for prenatal education. Her work and rest habits are stable, even if her father or other relatives come over and make a big noise. She also has a peaceful atmosphere. Ignoring, the father like a child is by his side. I have never left.

That's it. After October, the baby girl was born smoothly under the nickname Taotao, which has not yet been given an official name. Although Zhang Jingan once said that he would sever relationship with his daughter. But she liked this granddaughter very much. After that, Miss Zhang Jia resigned from the Sacred Heart Academy. After confinement, he began to formally enter the Zhang family to learn management, and because this child has never had a father, there are many unbearable guesses in all aspects. Some relatives of Zhang's family also hoped that Zhang Jingan could sever ties with his daughter, and since then they spread rumors. Such as Zhang Yahan was raped. She became pregnant from rape; Teacher Zhang's private life is overflowing. My favorite is to have **** parties with students; Miss Zhang's all kinds of rumors about seducing married women to get pregnant are zero. There are many, but the person concerned doesn't care about it, and it didn't cause any disturbances in the earth since then.

It is worth mentioning that even during pregnancy, there are silly people like Xu Mo who come to the door, which probably shows that it doesn't matter who the father of the child is. He was still willing to marry her, and Yahan politely refused without exception. Later, the child was born to the present. She started to work in Zhang's family, although as an unmarried mother. But there are many suitors of all kinds, and even Zhang Jingan has arranged some young talents who don't dislike her for blind dates, but so far it has not been reported that she has any intention to hold hands with her. At least in the eyes of outsiders, her life is quite fulfilling. Have family. There is a daughter, so happy.

Dongfangjia Villa and Yi Ting now live in different directions. The two chatted a few words about Teacher Yahan. Part ways. On the way back home with her in the car, Dongfang Wan told the driver another destination, and the car turned to another road. Gradually leave the city. About an hour later. Stop at the cemetery hill outside the city.

"No need to follow me up."

Put on a coat. Dongfang Wan said to the driver.

"But..."

"It's okay."

Holding a small golden handbag. The crisp heel of the high-heeled shoes rang on the steps. She is holding a small flashlight. Find one tombstone one by one in the memory. In the end, she stopped in front of a certain grave. She didn't come to this place much. After learning about it from her brother the year before, she ran over for three consecutive days. I don't know why, surrounded by mountains. Tombstones are densely lined up all over the line of sight. Only in front of this tombstone. She can always feel some kind of unreal hallucinations.

Same as that summer, on the road in direct sunlight, the boy smiled at her.

"Thank you for always inviting me to play."

After that smile. The boy turned the steering wheel, left her sight, and never appeared again.

A kind of faint affection has haunted her since then, and it is difficult for her to distinguish what the affection is, although she probably knows that the promise of goodbye in Beijing is going to be pornographic. Lingjing went to Vienna suddenly. He wouldn't appear in the background for the most part—especially after the events of the day and place—but she still looked for a few days before school started. In the end, it was only expected to be futile. Until two years later. She saw this tombstone.

She suddenly felt that inexplicable feelings became clear again~IndoMTL.com~ After watching this for three days, she went to Beijing in advance and decided to forget about it, if it weren't for today's classmate meeting. It's not that she talked about Lingjing again with Xu Yiting, maybe she wouldn't suddenly want to come over and take a look.

"But...you have never been willing to go..."

Sighed. She stood in the dark for a while. Then turned and left.

On the tombstone behind her. There is a black-and-white photo that is familiar but feels silly anyway. Here are just five simple words——

The tomb of Gu Jiaming.

Yujiang. Rain curtain.

The black light shines in the air. With a bang, Mu Qingqing fell into the rain, feeling the bullet shot past his ears. Hotly.

In view. The man's head turned miserably to the side. The body whirled in the air for a week, and flew out.

Beside her, the man selling chestnuts with sugar and stir-fried chestnuts took a shovel in his hands. At the same time the opponent kicked over to the ground, he drew a note on the opponent's head...