At 3:50 in the morning, Cheng Shuangfan was sitting on the seat of the Airbus A380 wearing an eye mask to rest. The cabin was dark and quiet, and the only thing that could be heard was the low rumble of the wings cutting through the airflow outside the porthole. For no reason, he was in the seat
The fingers of his right hand on the armrest twitched slightly for no reason.
The Airbus A380 passenger plane fell into moderate tremors. Objects and objects trembled and made high-frequency vibration sounds. The process lasted for about five seconds. Many passengers woke up from their sleep and took off their eye masks to look around.
The ceiling speaker of the passenger plane sounded a pleasant sound, and the stewardess reminded that the plane encountered slight air turbulence, please do not panic. The flight from Shanghai, China to Chicago O'Hare Airport in the United States is about to arrive. The passenger plane will begin to descend in ten minutes. Please contact us in advance.
Fasten your seat belts and put away the table.
The wall lights in the cabin were turned on, from soft to bright, and the darkness was driven away. The passengers on the seats made squeaking and stretching sounds, followed by more trivial sounds of packing away small items. Although everyone was
He lowered his voice politely, but small and numerous bubbles began to stick to the edge of the pot of water, and the noise had quietly destroyed the tranquility.
It is not difficult to rest in the hustle and bustle, but it is extremely difficult to continue to rest peacefully in the process from tranquility to hustle and bustle. It is an indescribable atmosphere, an unstoppable common emotion produced by the human collective.
That reminded Cheng Shuangfan of the most precious one-hour nap time in elementary school. Even though his body told him that he wanted to continue resting, when the first person raised his head from the table and moaned as a symbol of getting up, the others did not.
Unable to lie down any longer, the children all held back their yawns and raised their confused faces from their desks to greet the afternoon class amidst the noise of the classroom, and he himself was no exception.
What’s interesting is that at that time, he was indeed the child with the best grades in the class, but he was also the most lazy and sleepy child in the class, so in the end he would continue to lie down, but that was also during the first period in the afternoon.
After the class started.
The eye mask with built-in heating and massage was removed. Cheng Shuangfan did not open his eyes. He lowered his head slightly and gently massaged Zhongyue with his right hand. In the darkness of his eyes, the noises coming from his ears became clearer and even deafening.
It was the moans of more passengers stretching after waking up, the friction of bones when a man raised his shoulders and moved his shoulder blades, the low wheeze of an old man when he took a deep breath, the rustle of a woman's clothes rubbing against her skin, and the gulping sound of a child swallowing pure water after pouring it into his mouth.
, the sound of women's flat-heeled footsteps trampling on the aisle...the footsteps stopped beside Cheng Shuangfan, followed by the gentle greeting of the American stewardess, "Excuse me, are you uncomfortable?"
"
"It doesn't matter, I've slept a little less these days." Cheng Shuangfan put down his hands and opened his eyes. From the corner of his eye, he could see the stewardess next to him.
Stand straight legs together.
"It really doesn't matter? (what
i do for you?)”
"Could you please give me a cup of coffee?"
"Okay, if you need ahe calling bell is above you. (ok, if you need ahe calling bell is above you.)" The stewardess raised her hand and touched the button above her head, smiled and left.
Cheng Shuangfan rested his head on the pillow of the seat, turned his head and looked past his companions who were still wearing eye masks and sleeping like dead pigs, and looked out the window. The shadow of the Airbus A380, known as the world's largest wide-body passenger aircraft, was
The red navigation light on the left chord wing was cast on the thick clouds, like a dark and huge bird flying hidden in the sea of clouds.
In 10 minutes, the Airbus A380 will land at Chicago O'Hare International Airport, crossing the East China Sea, Pacific Ocean, Alaska, and Canada from Shanghai Pudong Airport. The 14-hour air journey is coming to an end, and it also represents Cheng Shuangfan's journey in China.
The one-month and three-day holiday has come to an end.
In fact, this paid vacation was supposed to last until the end of July and into August, but a cross-oceanic phone call ended his beautiful days of yachting in Sanya wearing beach shorts and a sunflower shirt.
As soon as he received the call, he checked out of the hotel in Sanya, booked a ticket and went straight to the airport to catch a flight to Shanghai. He checked through encrypted emails overnight to learn the details of the urgent mission, gathered team members scattered around the world non-stop, and then took a direct flight to Chicago.
On the cross-country flight, it was not until 3 hours ago that he completed all the plan deployments and stored them in an encrypted USB flash drive that he carried with him, and handed them over to the superior department after landing on China Unicom and connecting to the Internet.
"It's really...enough." Cheng Shuangfan couldn't help but want to pinch the bridge of his nose again. He thought his eyes must be full of bloodshot eyes. He only slept for 3 hours in three days, and even he was a little sleepy.
Just at this time, the stewardess brought the coffee. Cheng Shuangfan took the coffee after nodding in thanks. The temperature transferred from the paper cup to the palm of his hand made him spit out a cup of the liquid in the air-conditioning that seemed to be too cold before he could drink it.
At the right moment, the loudspeaker above my head sounded the sound of electricity, and the captain's leisurely voice came from inside, saying that he was reporting to all passengers that the plane would start landing in 10 seconds, drinks, toilets and stewardesses' heart-to-heart service
Suspended. As an apology, all flight attendants will give each passenger a special gift. If you want to open the ribbon of the gift, please open the curtain of the porthole and look to the left or right.
Cheng Shuangfan held the coffee in one hand and turned to look at the port window on the left. The passenger plane began to sink, and the nose plunged into the black clouds. The red navigation lights dyed the port window red. After a few seconds, the clouds cleared and the sun appeared, and cheers and cheers rang out in the cabin.
Applause.
The gift has been opened, and what is revealed after opening the box is Chicago, where the lights are still bright and brilliant at four o'clock in the morning. A huge black seabird breaks through the clouds on the vast ripples of Lake Michigan, its wings are wrapped around the fleeting cloud ribbons, and it flies under the engine.
As we roared towards the city that never sleeps where the stars are burning, the captain pretended to be deep and romantic on the loudspeaker and said, "attention, all passengers...wele to chicago. (Attention, all passengers...wele to chicago.)
Chicago.)”
The companion by the port side window shivered slightly, as if he had been awakened by the unusually hot atmosphere in the away game. He reached out from the blanket and pulled off his blindfold and glanced around in confusion. When he saw Cheng Shuangfan next to him holding coffee, he exhaled again.
He slumped in his seat and asked in a low voice, as if he was about to die, "Are you here already?"
Cheng Shuangfan took a sip of hot coffee and did not answer. He looked out the window at the city that was getting closer and closer with fire and light. He could hear voices praising this city everywhere. Yes, he also thought this city was very beautiful.
Beautiful. A few years ago, he had traveled to and from the skies of Illinois countless times, looking down at this beautiful city. No matter how many times he looked down at it, it was still so beautiful.
But in Cheng Shuangfan's eyes, the beauty of this city today is different. It's like a mirage, so bright and beautiful hanging on the horizon. But when you really get close to her and go deep into her, you often can't see her again, and you can only see everywhere.
People. And you know that people are dirty, and those who touch them will also be dirty. So the purpose of his trip to this city this time is also the same, to clean up the filth that was found until the city only
Leave behind that mirage-like beauty.
The plane landed at the airport, taxied on the runway, then stopped, the no-smoking sign disappeared, the stewardess's announcement came as scheduled, and then there was soothing background music, Chopin's Nocturne No. 9 in E flat major, the captain in the captain's cabin
Turn off the radio with the first officer and clink glasses for another safe landing and drink the coffee in one gulp.
Cheng Shuangfan carried his luggage and his companion, who was yawning behind his back and wearing sunglasses, got on the shuttle bus before dawn and passed through the mostly empty dark blue airport. After walking through the immigration hall, picking up his checked luggage, and passing through customs,
He found the person sent by the Executive Department to pick him up at a glance in the crowd - it was not easy to find his name on the whiteboards everywhere in the crowd, but it was almost instinctive to locate the most dazzling and beautiful woman.
After all, she is the most eye-catching blank slate.
Carrying the luggage handle, Cheng Shuangfan walked up to the beautiful woman with platinum hair and stretched out his left hand, "Cheng Shuangfan, S-level commissioner of the Kassel College Executive Department, captain of the ull team. Behind me are the hackers of the ull team, b
Senior Commissioner Xi Qingyuan."
"Class 2008 student of Kassel College, majoring in dragon genealogy ai030113, Veleva Helsinki. Temporary special commissioner of the Executive Department." The woman held Cheng Shuangfan's hand, touched it with both hands, gave it a firm squeeze, and then let go
.
"Third-year students? The execution department is getting more and more desperate. When did students have to be sent to participate in such serious tasks?" The man wearing sunglasses behind Cheng Shuangfan gently poked his sunglasses with two fingers and looked down.
Taking a look at this beautiful school girl, what is surprising is that the eyes under the sunglasses are light green, which is different from the light green eyes of most Chinese people, and they are all out of tune.
"Circumstances have forced the Chicago railroad workers to go on strike, and the dispatch of senior commissioners has been restricted, so Norma temporarily sent trainees with high pedigree and excellent academic performance who are also stationed in Chicago to pick them up." Veleva said calmly.
Cheng Shuangfan's brows moved slightly, but he said nothing.
"Hey, elementary school girl, I admit your bloodline. Judging from your executive department file number, you should be an A-level hybrid, but what about grades (he smacked his mouth twice)... Do you mean grade points? This
Shit, Shuang Fan and I were both in the danger zone back then! Do you think if he and I were still studying, would we have been excluded from Norma's excellent options?" Xi Qingyuan put on his sunglasses again and said cheerfully.
"So it turns out that S-level specialists have also failed exams before?" Veleva looked up at Cheng Shuangfan with no expression on her face, but her eyes were filled with exploration.
S-class commissioners are very rare even if we look at the entire history of the secret party. Discussions about the 's' class in bloodline ratings on the Night Watch forum are always at the top of the hot list, but if you look at all the posts, you will find that the real
There has been little discussion about putting a clear name behind the title S'Class.
'S' level is just 's' level in most cases. It is a symbol, a mysterious and unknown symbol. Everyone is eager to dig and find out, but in the end they only get illusory "legends" and "stories"
". Most often, the character followed by 's' is "Hilbert Jean Angers". Since the emergence of the character "Lin Nian", the character most often followed by 's' is him.
Already.
But now there is such a living "symbol" and "symbol" at the Chicago airport. S-level commissioner, Cheng Shuangfan.
"Of course! Back then, our family Shuangfan skipped school every day to date the senior sister. You heard me right, to date the senior sister. Only the senior sister and not the junior sister can be considered a challenge. Isn't it a challenge to be in this business of ours?
Did you go?" Xi Qingyuan said with joy.
"If you really want a challenge, why not just become the dean of academic affairs? This can also solve the grade point problem once and for all." Vileva said.
"There is such a saying...but the academic director of our session was a bald man..." Xi Qingyuan was stunned.
"Wouldn't that be more challenging?"
Xi Qingyuan touched his chin, seeming to be really thinking about the feasibility of this "challenge".
"Don't listen to his nonsense. Qingyuan, please stop saying a few words. We are still in the formal handover." Cheng Shuangfan joined the topic and took out the black encrypted USB drive from his arms with a calm expression.
"I will upload the deployment inside to Norma, and the plan will be submitted to the school board for action approval in real time." Veleva accepted the USB flash drive.
"School Board? I thought this task was in charge of the execution department." Cheng Shuangfan's hand that had not been taken back paused slightly after handing out the USB disk. Xi Qingyuan, who was still thinking about the "challenge", also moved his hand slightly on Cheng Shuangfan's shoulder.
.
"The executive department is supervised by the school board. There should be no need for me to explain such common-sense matters to seniors." Veleva put the USB flash drive close to her body and made a gesture of invitation, "There will be a special car outside the airport to pick you up.
Hotel accommodation, if nothing unexpected happens, the entire uii team will be assembled at the destination hotel within the next twenty-four hours, waiting for your orders."
"I understand. The other team members have troubled you to pick them up, thank you." Cheng Shuangfan nodded lightly, and then he and Xi Qingyuan, who rested his hands on the back of his head and stretched his waist, walked past Veleva Helsinki, who was standing upright.
After walking out of the airport through the glass door, the sky was still dark with no blue in sight. Cheng Shuangfan dragged his suitcase towards a black Cadillac escalade with license plate number cas007 on the roadside in the distance.
"Shuang'er, that woman just now...isn't from the execution department, is she?" Xi Qingyuan, who also walked out of the airport with his luggage and looked at the surroundings casually, suddenly said.
"Yes and no." Cheng Shuangfan said, "After all, the file number is real, and so is the third-year student."
"Huh...what is the school board going to do?" Xi Qingyuan scratched his head, "Why do I feel like something went wrong with this mission?"
"Probably because this mission is special, that's why the school board stepped in. In the past, the Ull team's mission process was autonomous. It will be the same this time. At most, the results will be different." Cheng Shuangfan carried his luggage and walked to the back of the Cadillac to take pictures.
He patted the rear of the car to signal the driver, and the trunk opened with a click.
"What do you mean the results will be different?" Xi Qingyuan picked up the luggage and handed it to Cheng Shuangfan to stuff into the trunk.
"With different purposes, the results will naturally be different." Cheng Shuangfan pressed the button on the trunk.
"The mission target of Team UII has always been 'them', how can we treat the purpose of 'them''s hunting mission differently?" Xi Qingyuan looked at Cheng Shuangfan who turned around and continued to ask.
Neither of them were in a hurry to get on the bus, and the driver in front of them didn't urge them either. They just waited quietly for the two commissioners outside to finish the matter.
"Don't pursue it too deeply, just do what we should do, just like every mission in the past." Cheng Shuangfan looked at Xi Qingyuan's light green eyes under his sunglasses.
"I'm just a little worried, because this time is different, as you know." Xi Qingyuan glanced sideways at the brightly lit high-rise buildings in the CBD area in the distance from the airport, "Shuang'er, this is Chicago, we are the UII team, everyone
Everyone knows what the appearance of the uii team of Cassel College's executive department means, and the location of the uii team's mission this time is Chicago. If it is a low-key operation, then forget it, but now the school board of directors is paying attention...
With all due respect, those school directors at the high table have always only cared about what they consider to be 'big things', but I don't think our task this time is considered 'big'."
"You're afraid something will happen."
"Of course I'm afraid." Xi Qingyuan nodded and said quietly, "Every member of the UII team has been with us since graduation. I don't want to be inexplicably involved in some damn political struggle and attend someone's funeral.
Or I myself become the protagonist of the funeral. I'm not afraid of dealing with 'them', I'm afraid of dealing with 'people'."
After all, people are dirty, and they will be dirty if they touch them. He did not say it out loud.
"Those big North American mixed-race families hiding in Chicago will not interfere with our mission this time. You don't have to worry about that." Cheng Shuangfan was silent for a while and said softly.
"Reason?" Xi Qingyuan's eyes narrowed under his sunglasses.
"...Chicago has the Secret Party's well-known 'S'-level hybrids, so the big families headed by Sir Henkel will try their best to sit back and watch all the Secret Party's actions. Is this reason enough?" Cheng Shuangfan slowly said
explain.
Xi Qingyuan was stunned for a moment, then reached out and patted Cheng Shuangfan on the shoulder vigorously, smiling brightly, "Brother, you are so awesome! This is the first time I have finally seen you show off your status in the world! From now on, I dare to say that my brother is Cheng Shuangfan when I go out!"
"
For the third time, Cheng Shuangfan raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose gently. He casually brushed away the hand of his childhood friend and teammate. Before the other party continued to boast more outrageous words, he turned around, opened the car door, and left a message, "
You may have misunderstood something. I suggest that even after you graduate, you should visit the Night Watch Forum more often when you have time."
Xi Qingyuan just followed him and didn't get into the car. A mobile phone was thrown out. He caught it with one hand and waved it in front of his sunglasses... then he was stunned for a moment. He pulled the sunglasses off with his fingers and looked at it again, and then he was stunned again.
, then said, "...fuck."
There was a selfie on the phone. The girl hugged the boy and was photographed from a 45° angle at Cloud Gate, a famous scenic spot in Chicago. Xi Qingyuan didn’t recognize the girl, but he recognized the boy. Or maybe the whole thing was hidden under the clouds in Chicago.
All the mixed-race families recognize him.
"That's it." he said.
He related this mission, this time point, and more details, and then suddenly realized.
"But it's such a big deal?" he said again, staring at the boy in the photo.
"So much face." The voice of Cheng Shuangfan, who was already seated in the car and fastened his seat belt, came out, "He is the face and lizi of the secret party, the successor to the title of 'Destiny' for the last hundred years, where is he?
People there don't dare to act rashly. They will be afraid of him, scared to the core, and will retreat in front of him, retreating to the rat holes in the corner. This is a real deterrent, a deterrent that can be cut with a knife or a sword."
"But he's just a kid."
"That's why...it's scary." Cheng Shuangfan's voice suddenly softened, "A child who grew up under the watchful eye of the school board, a child whose outlook on life has not yet been fully molded...otherwise, why would those mixed-race families be so afraid?
Often only children will unscrupulously destroy everything you consider to be your hard work, and the worst thing is that this child has an unreasonable parent."
Xi Qingyuan was silent for a long time, then suddenly he looked sad and said, "Then if you compare like this, your cards will be completely defeated?" He got in the car and closed the door, "Shuang'er, you need to... give me some strength!
You are all S-level, why are you being beaten by the juniors? Where is the card? Where is the deterrence?"
"Do what we should do." Cheng Shuangfan paused, "His presence in Chicago is a good thing... or it may be a calculated thing, because it is such a coincidence, this timing, this
node."
"Hey, I don't believe in coincidences, and you don't believe in coincidences, so I can be sure that this water is indeed extremely muddy, and there should be trouble this time." Xi Qingyuan threw back his phone and lay on the seat, "
...But tell me, will we meet him during the mission?"
"I have no idea."
"Hey, it would be great if he could help during the mission. Two S-class specialists can achieve the same goal and join forces!"
Cheng Shuangfan said nothing, letting the hair beside him chatter with excitement. He turned to look at Chicago, which was moving due to the movement of vehicles. The lights of the city flashed golden light in his pupils.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
ps: The time has come to test the purity. Those who know this S-class specialist must be crystallizers.
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