"Where's the air parcel? Give it to me. How can I put it in the trunk?" Su Lun suddenly became anxious.
A man in black opened the trunk and took out a tightly tied square package. Su Lun threw her handbag on the seat and carefully held the package in her arms before getting into the car. Her approach was honest.
It was strange, and Xiao Lai couldn't help but widen his eyes.
The car drove out of the airport and onto the highway heading north.
Xiao Lai briefly introduced the current situation in Xunfu Garden. When talking about Xiaoyan's strange behavior, his words immediately became hesitant: "Miss Xiao said that you are not allowed to mention this matter to outsiders. Is there anything you need to know?
You two can go and ask her face to face. Recently, there have been frequent murders in Fenggeo Temple. The police department has banned tourists from anywhere from entering the temple and strictly examines every monk."
Su Lun's excessive silence suppressed Xiao Lai's interest in talking, so the carriage quickly fell into silence.
In early spring, Hokkaido is still a world covered with ice and snow. There is still a little bit of residual snow on the walls of Xunfu Garden, not to mention that the leaves are turning green and the grass is turning green.
The reconstructed Xunfu Garden is almost exactly the same as before. If you have not seen the dismantling site at that time, you will not be able to tell that the main building has been remodeled. All this is due to Xiao Kereng's carefulness and serious dedication.
.The scalpel is good at recognizing people. When Xiao Kereng was appointed to manage all industrial affairs in Japan, it can be said that he made the best use of his talents.
When the car entered the gate of Xunfu Garden, Su Lun couldn't help but sigh softly: "Brother Feng, this place gives me a really strange feeling. When I came here before, I never felt like home. This time with you
If we come together, everything will be different."
I understood what she meant, so I patted her gently on the back of her hand. Their eyes intertwined, and they were closely connected with each other. That kind of silent sweetness was the most joyful thing.
After meeting Xiao Kereng, everyone only exchanged simple greetings, but it felt like a big stone was weighing on their hearts and they couldn't be happy.
"Xiao Xiao, take me to your room, I have something to say." Su Lun always held the package, never leaving it. It should be something mailed by Yan Xun. It must be extremely valuable, so she was so careful.
I strolled up to the second floor. Xiao Kereng was very patient and arranged all the furnishings in the room as they were originally, including sofas, floor lamps, curtains, and wooden floors. They were all exactly the same as before they were dismantled. When I opened the study
When I opened the door, all the bookshelves inside were there, but unfortunately, most of the books were lying around.
I picked up a book at random. There was only a book cover, and the pages inside looked like they had been gnawed by mice, with teeth marks all over them.
"Could these be the tooth marks of the fanged demon?" I stared at the messy pages, not daring to connect them with Xiaoyan. A rough calculation showed that more than 70% of the books in the study had been bitten by Xiaoyan, and they were all very large.
Some of them are old edition books, and the book covers exude a faint musty smell.
Just before eating, I asked Xiao Keleng where Xiaoyan had gone. She just shook her head and smiled bitterly. She couldn't tell Xiaoyan's whereabouts, but she was probably sure that he was in the submarine in the Well of Psychics.
"What did Xiaoyan gain in the underwater world? When he called me in such a arrogant tone, he once said that he would be the master of the world and the master of the universe. But now? What has he done? What else has he done?
What to do?" I was filled with doubts that made me sleepy.
The bronze warrior statue in the living room still stood firmly. When I stood in front of it, everything I experienced in this villa came to mind again. Guan Baoling, Tycoon, Plague, Wang Jiangnan, Sun Yat-sen
Dragon... Now, everyone has become a passer-by in my life, and the only one who exists forever is Su Lun.
It was already three o'clock in the morning when I fell asleep. Subconsciously, I left a narrow crack in the bedroom door, facing the study door. If someone sneaked into the study again, I would be the first to discover it.
The pistol that Xiao Lai brought to me was placed under the pillow, ready to be drawn and fired at any time.
"Xiaoyan, Xiaoyan, Xiaoyan... When will Yanxun get here? As Xiaoyan's sister, what she says will always have some binding force on Xiaoyan, right?" My mind was confused and closed.
I closed my eyes and fell into sleep.
This time it was just a short sleep, very short, lasting less than twenty minutes, when I was awakened by the sound of light footsteps. I touched the pistol on my side and immediately aimed at the crack of the door, still pretending to be snoring slightly.
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A thin young man in gray clothes appeared at the door of the study, his steps were very light, he glanced into the study, and then turned to the bedroom. I held the gun hand under my body, maintaining a motionless sleeping position, and snoring evenly.
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He glanced through the crack in the door a few times and laughed softly. There was no doubt that that was Xiaoyan's voice.
"Lift the ban, lift the ban, but what to do?" he muttered to himself.
I heard him slapping the bronze warrior vigorously, and seemed to be holding a small hammer in his hand, banging it a few times with a "dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang."
It's just that everyone thought Xiaoyan was mentally ill and didn't bother to care about him.
"Ah, so here's the secret? Open sesame, open sesame..." He snickered and dropped the hammer on the floor with a "dong" sound.
I got out of bed silently, leaned against the crack in the door and looked outside. He had already dismantled the clock that the bronze warrior was holding. It was more like cutting than dismantling. What he threw on the ground turned out to be a sharp short knife.
, can cut off the samurai arm connected to the ancient bell.
After the ancient clock was removed, a large hollow hole was exposed on the warrior's body. He reached in from the hole, kept groping, and muttered: "Left nine, right twenty-two; left fifteen, right sixty; left
Ten, ten on the right. Well, okay, everything is as simple as that, open-"
He withdrew his hand, straightened up, grabbed the samurai's sword hilt, and pulled it out hard.
With a "click", the sword was not drawn out, but the warrior's head suddenly fell down and rolled to the corner. A touch screen keyboard immediately popped out from its neck, with at least thirty cursors on it.
Flashing vertically and horizontally.
Xiaoyan almost jumped up with joy: "Haha, I know 'no fight, no acquaintance', now let me see what kind of group password can lock the aircraft firmly for thousands of years.
"
The five fingers of his right hand clicked rapidly on the keyboard, like a dragonfly about to lay eggs. Within a few seconds, he took out the phone in his left trouser pocket, dialed a number, and asked: "Can you
Is it done?"
The other party didn't know what the answer was. He was so happy that he almost jumped up immediately, threw away the keyboard, reached down with both hands, and held the bronze sword again. This time, the sword came out in response, and a cold light flashed in the room.
The sharpness of this sword has been tested by me, and it is definitely a good sword that is invincible. It is a pity that it is locked here and cannot display its combat value.
"It is indeed a good sword, but your attainments in swordsmanship are not very good. You can't exert its power even if you have a good sword, right?" When he heard the sound and raised his head, the muzzle of my gun was already aimed at his eyebrows.
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"Feng? My calculation is indeed correct. Those messy mechanisms cannot stop you. Coupled with the extremely smart Sister Su Lun, the two of you join forces. If not an invincible combination, there will be few rivals in the world.
"He actually held a few sword flowers in his back without changing his expression, and didn't even pay attention to the gun in my hand.
I haven't seen him for more than a month. He has obviously lost weight, his hair is messy, and his chin is covered with a beard that is long and short. When he grins, his teeth are half black and half yellow, and they have not been brushed for at least a week.
Teeth.
"Xiaoyan, what were you doing just now? Do you want everyone to worry about you?" I softened my tone. He looked like a playful child, and many young people who played video games in Internet cafes all night looked like this.
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"I am doing something big. Once I succeed, I will gain glory that no one can match." He wiped his tired eyelids that had been fighting, "Feng, I will surpass everyone, including those who cast this bronze warrior.
People. Let everyone around the world look up to me, and then all teenagers will learn from Xiaoyan, and all hacker organizations will be recognized by society and the government..."
He talked endlessly, swinging the long sword in his hand and turning it into a tool for him to beat time.
Fortunately, his nerves are still normal and he will not talk nonsense. In fact, when we drink and chat together, every time we talk about the future of the hacker world, he will say this, almost becoming a stylized "routine"
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"No matter what, follow me to see Su Lun now. Yan Xun will be here soon. Let's sit down and talk together. Xiaoyan, you are not a child anymore, don't let us worry, okay?"
I tried to make him understand the seriousness of the situation, but unexpectedly he burst out laughing: "What? Yan Xun will come too? Impossible, impossible, impossible, Feng, you really want to make me laugh to death when you say that, hahahaha
..." He laughed so hard that he dropped his sword, bent over and held his stomach, out of breath, as if what I told was the funniest joke in history.
Finally, he stopped laughing and said to me word by word: "Yan Xun, it is impossible to leave the Pentagon's nest, do you understand? If she leaves there, she will die at any time."
I realized that there must be a big problem with my understanding of Yan Xun, but I didn't want to dwell on this anymore. I shook my pistol and said, "Okay, let's go meet Su Lun first. Remember, in the wine cellar of the villa
There are still a few boxes of good wine, let's have a good drink." Although I am not sure how to get him drunk with wine, I just need to control him, and all the laborious ideological work will be done by Su Lun.
"I'm not going. Now, I have very important things to do and I have to go back to Fengqie Temple." He stopped laughing, looked at me with his chin raised, and waved his gun away.
"You have no choice." I turned cold.
"Feng, I don't believe you can shoot. We are good brothers, aren't we?" He puffed up his chest arrogantly, pressed his bird's nest-like hair hard, and tried his best to look solemn and serious.
"If you leave, I will shoot, and I will do what I say." The safety catch of the pistol had already popped open, and I was sure that my first bullet would penetrate his butt, causing him to lose his ability to leap. While he was still alive
Controlling the situation before demonization is the most urgent thing at the moment.
It was quiet at night outside the window, with only the cold air seeping in through the glass windows. We, the brothers who once worked together to break the bottom, now had to reach the point of drawing guns at each other.
"Xiaoyan, believe us, we are all thinking about you. Turn back!" I moved slowly and blocked the path to the stairs. If he wanted to jump out of the window and escape, half a second of delay would be enough for me.
He took aim with his gun.
The tricks he did on the bronze warrior were quite weird, because for so many years, Scalpel, Xiao Kereng, Su Lun and I never thought of using violence to crack it, let alone that there was a modern keyboard hidden inside.
.Who did Xiaoyan call just now? Does he have other accomplices?
"I want to be a big shot, a big shot that the world's heroes like the 'King of Tomb Robbers' Yang Tian will bow to. Feng, please don't interfere in my private affairs, okay?" He became impatient.
I smiled coldly, stopped engaging in unnecessary verbal disputes, and only spoke with force.
"Feng, I miss the first time I saw you in the Egyptian desert. You and Sister Su Lun are both well-known masters in the contemporary world, but you came all the way to ask me for help. That feeling of being trusted and valued
It's really good -" He suddenly swayed and hit the glass window.
My pistol was raised with a snap, but there was a trace of hesitation in the finger that pulled the trigger. A master's move, a slight difference is a thousand miles away, and with a "crash" of the glass shattering and falling to the ground, he had disappeared from the window.
"Xiaoyan, don't leave!" I shouted, chased him to the window, and followed him up to the roof.
Xiaoyan's Qinggong progressed very quickly, and she ran like the wind towards the top of the mountain behind the villa. The sentries on the four-corner watchtowers had long been withdrawn. Although several brothers from the Sharpshooter Guild on night watch were coming here, they had to rely on them.
It is impossible to catch up with Xiaoyan's ability.
I chased after him without hesitation, but I did not use my Qinggong to the limit, but adopted a slow and unhurried way of following. It can be judged from Xiaoyan's actions on the phone just now that he has one or even several companions.
, what I want is to clear up the situation and catch them all, rather than blindly intercepting them to treat the symptoms rather than the root cause.
At night, Fengge Temple is like an ancient castle high above the sky. Especially the abrupt Tower of the Dead stretches out in the vast night, far away from it, giving people a strange and unpredictable feeling.
The direction Xiaoyan ran towards was the Well of Spirits, the entrance to the underwater world where you can take a submarine directly. If he had unlocked all the secrets of the seabed, the tall scaffolding, the red-lighting gems and the huge dome building,
Of course it's within his control.
"Perhaps this is a good thing? If we can communicate with him well and uncover the truth about the tomb of the undersea god, at least we will know where our elder brother Yang Tian has gone. Of course, in the eyes of all the forces that covet the 'Wrath of the Sun God',
Xiaoyan immediately became the center of attention, after all, the big shots, Sun Long and others have been longing for that gem for more than a day or two."
At the same time, I can't help but think of the name Tycoon. He rushed to Hokkaido for Guan Baoling. Who knows what he is thinking? As long as it is a major event related to interests, he likes to participate in it and obtain huge profits that double in an instant. He is a
Businessmen, the essence of businessmen is to make profits, to make profits continuously and at higher levels.
Just on top of the high wall of Fengke Temple, Xiaoyan suddenly stopped, looked back, and raised her hand from a distance: "Feng, why are you driving so slowly? Hurry up, I will take you to the Undersea God's Tomb.
It is really a great pity for the scientific community that such a magnificent world lacks comments and confirmations from experts like you."
He expected that I wouldn't shoot, so he had the confidence to wait for me to catch up.
I am a little helpless. If he were a vicious enemy, a Japanese ninja or a phantom demon or a fang demon, I would snipe with all my strength without mercy. But he is Xiaoyan, the younger brother who is being protected by the "Three Heroes of Flying Flowers".
A genius hacker who is fearless.
In the nearby dark bushes, something seemed to be moving rapidly, and then the strap of the firearm caught something on the ground, making a "sting" sound. Then, the red dot of the laser sight flashed, at least there was
Four submachine guns flashed at the same time, pointing at my chest.
I quickly rolled to the ground, not wanting to fire and attract the attention of the police. When I flew into the air again, I kicked out my feet in a series, and my toes hit the two people's jaws. Two people screamed in the dark, they were Japanese gangsters.
The code words commonly used on the Internet clearly show that this is a group of gangsters who covet gems and try to fish in troubled waters. When the bodies were falling, I caught the wild hair on the top of the two people's heads, and suddenly twisted them with force, and the two of them became silent again.
The night wind blew through the bushes, and there was no unusual movement within a hundred steps, so I slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
When Fugakuji Temple and the "Wrath of the Sun God" become the focus of attention from all walks of life, I believe that not only the Japanese yakuza, but also the global yakuza will involuntarily pay attention to this place.