7 Yelan is missing "Brother Feng, I will fly to Hokkaido as soon as possible, within a week or no more than ten days at most. In fact, I can tell which is more important, but I feel that the discovery in Ruinuo Pit
, will be related to the incident in Hokkaido - this is a wonderful discovery, you will probably understand after reading the picture..."
It wasn't until the call was about to end that I took the opportunity and asked in a calm tone: "Are you okay? Take care of yourself!"
It was really an extremely cruel torture to hear the voices from Su Lun and Guan Baoling's singing in my ears at the same time.
Su Lun was silent for more than ten seconds, then laughed a few times as if nothing had happened, and replied softly: "I'm fine, don't worry. I will take good care of myself when you are not here."
I have not forgotten that she is a close disciple of Master Guannan Goro, a top master in the world. Her marksmanship, martial arts, and wisdom are all inferior to mine, so of course she can take care of herself.
After ending the call with Su Lun, Xiao Keleng said another seemingly "insignificant" matter: "Mr. Feng, an international event just happened - North Korea's special envoy to the United Nations held a press conference yesterday.
At the meeting, he unabashedly stated that his country already had the capability to manufacture nuclear weapons, and stated that it would start conducting 'nuclear explosion' tests in early 2006. This move caused great shock to countries in East Asia and Northeast Asia."
I laughed: "The international situation is changing rapidly. Does a small country like North Korea want to jump out and cause trouble?"
North Korea is one of the poorest and most backward countries in Asia. Such a small country can conduct "nuclear explosion" tests on its own. Perhaps in a few years, any small country in South Asia as big as a sesame seed will be able to possess its own nuclear weapons. By that time, the earth will
It will definitely become a bomb that can explode at any time, which is extremely dangerous.
"What I want to say is not a matter of international public opinion, but - 'Red Flame' has currently dispatched a ten-man team to enter the Japanese archipelago. According to the informants of the Sharpshooter Association, this team adopts the method of 'reorganizing into
"Zero, regroup' combat procedures, the target is directed at Hokkaido Hokkaido Temple."
While Xiao Kereng was talking, he was subconsciously stroking his short hair, his brows were furrowed tightly, and he looked like he was thinking hard.
"Red Flame" is the name for North Korea's special forces. Their speed and method of action are like fireworks blooming in the night sky. They often come and go before the enemy can figure out their true movements. This team has successfully returned.
The elite force is completely trained under the guidance of special instructors from the U.S. Navy SEALs, and is especially good at close water combat.
I tried my best to keep my groggy head awake, stood up hard, and thought about going downstairs to wash my face.
On the surface, "nuclear explosions" and the eastward march of North Korean special forces seem to have little to do with each other, and I am not keen on national politics. They are high-end toys that politicians put together and fight with each other, and have nothing to do with me.
.
"Mr. Feng, I don't care about politics. I just want to remind you that there are not only three or two companies in the world who are concerned about the whereabouts of the 'Wrath of the Sun God'. A conservative estimate is that at least ten or more forces are ready to intervene in this matter.
We also dispatched the absolute elite of the national army to enter Hokkaido with eager eyes. Although we don't want to cause trouble, others don't think so. As long as we stand in their way, we will be unceremoniously eliminated - I mean, that's right.
Do you understand it already?"
Of course I understand, I just feel that things are not that bad. Furthermore, this is the territory of the Japanese. If a small-scale world war breaks out, the Japanese police will naturally come out to suppress it, so why should we worry?
I couldn't comment on Xiao Kereng's plan for a rainy day, so I slowly walked down the stairs, stretching as I walked. This tired state was not good, and I hoped to take a nap before lunch to replenish my energy.
Guan Baoling and Wang Jiangnan naturally broke into my sight like two flying butterflies. She was standing on the steps with her hands in her sleeves, standing tall and graceful. I remember she once called to ask for her driver.
She came to pick her up, but the driver has not come yet, so she is likely to continue living in Xunfu Garden.
I hurriedly washed my hands and came out. There was a car horn sound outside the door, and then two young people walked into the manor gate with their arms full of red roses.
Xiao Kereng stood in front of the stairs, frowning and sighing: "Oh my God! Brother Thirteen is completely... completely trapped..."
There is no doubt that these flowers were sent by Wang Jiangnan to please Guan Baoling. There are only two things that young girls love most, roses and diamonds. I believe that both of these are no problem for Wang Jiangnan.
There are so many flowers, which should be in line with the meaning of "three lives of good fortune" of three hundred and thirty-three. Within a few minutes, the entire living room was filled. Wang Jiangnan knew how to choose a place, and he almost regarded Xunfu Garden as his own show.
Same.
The living room is filled with the sweet fragrance of roses and morning dew, which is almost intoxicating. I bet that all the girls in the world have exactly the same expression when receiving flowers from men. Guan Baoling stood up, her face blooming in an instant
She smiled an extremely sweet and bright smile, and when her long eyelashes flapped attractively, I couldn't help but have the urge to punch Wang Jiangnan's teeth out.
"Am I a little helpless?" I lowered my head and walked upstairs, and my eyes met Xiao Kereng accidentally.
"Mr. Feng, look, with the decoration of roses, the villa suddenly became full of life, right?" There was a slightly teasing smile on her lips, and she put her hands in her trouser pockets.
"Yes, it is full of vitality, but I hope some people will not be so happy that they become sad!" I just said it casually inadvertently, not out of emotion, but Xiao Kereng's hands clenched the pistol in his trouser pocket in an instant
, the whole body quickly became tense, like a civet hunting in the dark night.
Crisis is everywhere, and her nerves are also highly tense. Especially after telling me that the "Red Flame" troops took action, she has been worried.
"Xiao Xiao, don't be nervous. I believe Su Lun will fly to Hokkaido to meet us soon -" I believe in Su Lun ten times more than I believe in Xiao Kereng, but this sentence without deep meaning clearly hurt her.
: "Oh? Mr. Feng doesn't trust my ability to adapt to situations? No wonder, Sister Su Lun is a disciple of Master Guannan Wulang. Once she enters the world, people from all over the world have to give some face, and I am just an unknown person.
I can only be a pawn and stepping stone for others..."
She passed me and walked towards the door, raising her head unconsciously, looking very hurt.
I smiled bitterly and stamped my feet, confused by Guan Baoling's long eyelashes that couldn't help fluttering. I spoke without thinking. This time, I obviously lost Xiao Kereng's face.
"Mr. Wang, although roses are good, how can they compare with the most famous cherry blossoms in Japan? I hope that next year when the cherry blossoms in Hokkaido are in full bloom, we will have the opportunity to enjoy flowers and wine together..." Guan Baoling said in a sweet voice.
, bent down in front of a rose bush, took a deep breath, and then let out a long, contented sigh.
I continued to go upstairs, just wanting to cover my ears and blindfold my eyes to block out the rest and images.
The laptop is still open, and Su Lun's picture has not yet been sent.
The fragrance of roses invisibly penetrated to the second floor, as if no matter where I hid, I couldn't escape the fragment of Wang Jiangnan's love for Guan Baoling. I got up and entered the study, slammed the door, and with a "bang", the world became quiet.
, my respiratory system finally got temporary relief.
There is a faint scent of old books in this room, which calms down my mood quickly.
"What is Brother looking for? Did he find it in the end?" As I wandered along the passage between the bookshelves, I couldn't help but look up at the two crossing beams. The beams wouldn't tell me anything, but I believe that since that place
If a compass has been hung before, it will definitely leave some subtle marks, even if it is just a nail hole or a perforation...
I bent my knees and put my hands on the shelf of the bookshelf on the side. I jumped more than two meters high, and my body was gently pressed against the top of the bookshelf directly under the beam. My hair almost touched the roof.
The wood of the beams is fine and ancient, and is made from fir trees that are more than a hundred years old. Without the dense covering of this layer of paint film, the refreshing fragrance of the original wood would definitely be emitted.
I stretched out my fingernail and lightly pinched the paint film. I judged that it had been painted for about a year, and there was no longer any smell or look of new paint. I carefully observed the planes and facades at the intersections of the beams.
After that, I was still disappointed. Because before painting, the craftsmen seemed to have thinly planed the roof beams. This is the most common method for restoring old beams, so any earlier traces have been eliminated.
"Such a big compass is very rare - it's a pity that Scalpel died too early and too hastily... without leaving any words..."
I landed in despair, and then I thought about how the scalpel had searched the study several times and found nothing, not to mention that I had only been here a few days?
Time passed by minute by second, and lunch time was getting closer and closer. I hoped that when I walked out of the study, I would see Wang Jiangnan bringing Yelan up to see me with great ambition. At this time, my mood was extremely contradictory. I hoped to see
Yelan knew how to save Tengjia - but he didn't want Wang Jiangnan to succeed and show off his heroic charm in front of Guan Baoling.
I ran my fingers slowly across the bookshelf, trying to find a book to pass this difficult time. Anyway, I couldn't fall asleep at ease in the morning.
When my fingers landed on the spine of a Russian edition of the book, my heart beat wildly because it was one of the few Russian books I had ever read - the 1969 edition of "
Centuries".
Since I got my eldest brother's diary, I have read all the translations of "Centuries" published worldwide, especially the two sections "The Terror King of 1999" and "The Big Seven Numbers", which can be used in any language
Recite fluently. There are two versions of the Russian version of "Century", one before the disintegration of the former Soviet Union and one after the disintegration of the former Soviet Union. Both were compiled, printed and distributed by the Russian state publishing organization.
What I am holding in my hand now is the old version of "Century". Of course, I believe that the content of the two editions of the book must be the same. The reason why I was excited was that I suddenly developed this idea: "Since the elder brother recorded in his notebook
Those two paragraphs show that we have gone through complex and in-depth research on the book "Century". If you want to find him, you must first think about the problem according to the way he was before his disappearance. You will definitely know what he is thinking and what he is going to do.
…”
I excitedly stretched out my foot and kicked the bookshelf hard: "Finally... I found the main thread to solve the problem in the vast sea of books... The key to cleaning up the study room is to find all the materials related to "Century"...
"
I quickly browsed through the bookshelf and found about twenty-five different translations of "Century", as well as more than two hundred and twenty books about "Century" by scientists, theologians, paranormalists and even famous psychic figures from around the world.
Interpret the collection of essays. Next, Xiao Kereng should find some reliable people to take all these books off the shelves, move them to the living room outside, and search line by line to see what they can find.
Of course, this "reliable person" does not include Wang Jiangnan's people. I don't want him to find anything by chance and show off to Guan Baoling.
I stopped and sighed: "Am I also under the influence of Guan Baoling's beautiful magic? How come every move reminds me of her?" Just like "a good doctor cannot be autonomous", although I pride myself on being a master of interpreting thoughts, at this moment
But he couldn't analyze whether his feelings for Guan Baoling were "love" or "dislike".
When my watch pointed to eleven o'clock in the morning, I left the study, but there was neither a picture of Su Lun nor the good news of Wang Jiangnan's report of merit. It was quiet downstairs, and the air was still filled with the fragrance of roses.
After going down the stairs, I realized that everyone was outside the door.
Wang Jiangnan held a phone in each hand, pacing back and forth angrily, making a loud "buzz-buzz-buzz" sound. He had long lost his elegant and calm martial arts demeanor. Maybe he was not a hero in the first place.
Everything was just a pretense in front of Guan Baoling - seeing him like this, I suddenly felt relaxed and refreshed.
Five meters away from him, the "Three Heroes of the Fire Elephant" stood side by side with frowns on their faces, and their faces no longer looked like playful smiles.
"How could this happen? How could this happen..." Wang Jiangnan was roaring, raising his hands in the air, like a gorilla who was furious and drinking because he couldn't get a banana.
Xiao Kereng was originally sitting in the water pavilion with Guan Baoling. At this time, he quickly walked back to the living room with a serious expression: "Mr. Feng, the people sent to greet Yelan suddenly disappeared -"
She looked at her watch and then reported the exact number: "They have been missing for twenty minutes. They were reported to have successfully picked up Yelan from the airport and then headed north along the highway. It is expected to be around 11:30."
After returning to the villa, the result has changed. Brother Thirteen has sent people out again to assist in the search, but... there is little hope, because the four masters' portable phones and car satellite phones cannot be connected. Unless they die at the same time,
Otherwise at least..."
She put her hand back into her pocket, holding the handle of the gun.
No one likes emergencies, but there is no way to avoid accidents in life - I patted her shoulder and told her to relax as much as possible: "Don't be nervous, Xiao Xiao, it's just an accident. Mr. Wang will handle it."
I admit that I was a little gloating, but more importantly, I was annoyed: "Yelan is so important, why bother with the Gunslingers Club? If I went to Tokyo to redeem Yelan, wouldn't everything be fine? I even talked to him on the spot and got
The secret to rescuing Toka..."
It's too late to say anything now. The one who should really be frustrated and angry is me, not the outsider Wang Jiangnan.
The phone rang. Wang Jiangnan put both phones close to his ears at the same time. He only listened to a few words and then shouted: "What? No news, no car accident, no disappearance record - nothing? Then where did they go?"
Tell me where they are, where they are..."
His mood was extremely bad. He suddenly waved his hand and the two phones fell on the steps at the same time, making a loud bang and shattering into countless small plastic parts.
Xiao Kereng frowned and smiled uneasily: "Brother Thirteen is like this, look at his hands..."
Without her prompting, I also saw Wang Jiangnan's hand. He took off all his white suit and gloves and slammed them on the steps - his left hand shone coldly in the sun and turned out to be a stainless steel one.
The prosthetic hand. The prosthetic hand was made to be absolutely perfect and flexible. It was attached to his left wrist and when he put on the glove, it looked completely unrecognizable from the outside.
For a moment, I was both stunned and amused. The expression on my face must have been extremely weird, which made Xiao Kereng sigh seven or eight times in a row: "Brother Thirteen has a violent temper, is fierce and aggressive, and that hand is fighting with the Yamaguchi group."
Lost during the land grab."
I tried my best to swallow my luck and swallowed down the weird laugh I was about to hold in my throat. It was extremely inhumane to laugh at a disabled person, but I doubt that even if Wang Jiangnan bought all the roses in the entire Dutch market for ten years,
, and you may not be able to win the heart of a beautiful woman.
The depression of the past two days suddenly disappeared, and I felt that the sunshine outside the door suddenly became brighter and brighter, but when I thought of Yelan's disappearance, my heart was filled with tears.