But unlike his bruised and embarrassed appearance, Lu Mingfei's expression looked very calm. This calm attitude was so abnormal, as if the person who had been tortured and abused by Herzog just now was not him at all.
He was also completely unaware that his safety, life and death were in the hands of others.
However, in sharp contrast to the indifferent Lu Mingfei, Herzog's face was full of panic. It was clearly because he had lifted up Lu Mingfei's mask, but his previous aura of being sure of victory and being confident was gone.
After all, after Lu Mingfei said those words, the positions of the two parties were invisibly reversed. Herzog no longer had any way to threaten Lu Mingfei. Instead, he seemed to be the one whose life and death was controlled by the other party.
Gradually, Lu Mingfei's vision became accustomed to the brightness of the light. He slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a high-intensity spotlight. The pale light poured down from the top of his head. Lu Mingfei was lying on his back.
On a steel frame similar to an operating table, his hands, feet and neck were tightly bound to the operating table by special leather straps. Only his torso and head could move slightly.
This is a relatively wide space, but the ceiling height is very limited. The originally spacious space is filled with various electronic instruments, experimental benches and carts, but it seems a bit cramped. There are a variety of things on the cart.
Surgical instruments, iron pliers, scissors and scalpels of various sizes. In the corner of the room is a wooden desk and a clothes rack. The desk is filled with books, files and manuscript papers with kraft covers. The manuscript papers are densely written in Russian.
There were all white coats hanging on the hangers, as well as a few white leather masks.
If Lu Mingfei's location is the experimental area, then the snow collection area in the distance should be there.
The other half of the room is filled with half-human-high statues of gods and Buddhas and erotic paintings painted with oil pens. The statues of gods and Buddhas are old objects, at least handed down from the Nara period, while the erotic paintings are classicism. It can be seen that these things are collected.
He must be an old man and possess a rich sense of nostalgia.
Spread along the wall are ridiculously wide built-in bookshelves. There are more than 5,000 rare and treasured books on the bookshelves, some of which are even orphans. In the closet windows, there are more than 6,000 out-of-print vinyl records and more than 1,000 books.
Thousands of expensive brand-name watches. Records include Bel Canto Pavarotti and popular Elvis Presley. Watches are all Patek Philippe, Rolex and Vacheron Constantin, and they are all anniversary models or collector's models. Uncle Lu Mingfei has always dreamed of Montblanc.
Limited models don’t even have the qualifications to be included.
Easter eggs made by the royal jeweler Fabergé, antique nine-eye dzi beads sold at sky-high prices in China, Japan’s famous sword Jiawei handed down from the Warring States Period... Antiques, luxury goods and works of art are all collected here.
In this room, there is all the wealth that the human mind can imagine that can be accommodated in the room. This is the ultimate magnificence and the ultimate luxury. If you can only use two words to describe this room, then it must be... greed
.
Yes, greed, this was the thought that flashed subconsciously in Lu Mingfei's mind, just like dragons who love to collect gold and sparkling jewelry.
The owner of this room will also collect the things he thinks are most worth collecting and hide them in this room... This is the owner's secret base, just like the dragon's lair, it is an extremely private place. Under ordinary circumstances
, no one will bring strangers to their private lair, even the best and closest friends will not allow it.
But Lu Mingfei appeared here, which shows that Herzog is no longer wary of him... This is not to say that Herzog regards Lu Mingfei as someone who can share secrets, but that from the beginning, Herzog
Zuoge didn't intend to let Lu Mingfei leave.
This is also normal, because Lu Mingfei knows very well in his heart that Herzog's words about sharing a new era promised to him are bullshit. Before knowing that the blood in Lu Mingfei's body can act as a "container", once he knows
Knowing the whereabouts of Hui Liyi, Herzog will kill Lu Mingfei without hesitation... Such a vengeful careerist will not allow a thorn in Lu Mingfei's side to exist.
Lu Mingfei slowly looked away, finally stopping at the figure standing in front of him.
It was a man wearing the mask of an ancient Japanese official. He was standing less than two meters in front of Lu Mingfei. Lu Mingfei slowly turned his head and met the man's eyes... that pale and pale mask.
With vermilion lips, evil eyes and black teeth outlined on his face, this was a character in a Noh opera performance. He looked ferocious and terrifying, but Lu Mingfei looked at the man with ease and fearlessness. On the contrary, it was the man wearing the
The man in the Noh mask couldn't help but tremble slightly after feeling Lu Mingfei's gaze.
Incredibly, a look of fear appeared on the pale mask. This evil man was actually frightened by Lu Mingfei, and even took a step back in fright, as if Lu Mingfei was a man-eating monster.
But Lu Mingfei was clearly restrained, and he was in an unprecedented period of weakness. Lu Mingfei was tied tightly to the slanted operating table, looking motionlessly at the masked man in front of him...
But it was this look that frightened the man.
Lu Mingfei's eyes were too cold, without a trace of emotion in them. He looked at the hideous mask without any fear, as if he had known that he would see such a face when the mask was taken off...
Lu Mingfei looked at the masked man as if he were looking at a dead person.
"It's you! It's you! It's really you!" The man wearing the mask stared at Lu Mingfei's face and said in surprise, "Are you Lu Mingfei? Are you really Lu Mingfei?"
"Aren't I right in front of you?" Lu Mingfei said indifferently, "Didn't you ask someone to bring me here? Didn't you look complacent when you were talking to me just now? Now bring me here
When your mask was lifted, you didn’t recognize me?”
"Your expression, why do you show such an expression?" Herzog stared at Lu Mingfei, who had a frosty face and eyes as calm as dead water. The surprise and fear in his eyes became more and more intense, "Why do you show such an expression?"
Familiar expression? Do I know you? Have I met you before? When did we meet? Where?"
"Let's be honest with each other." Lu Mingfei whispered, "Shouldn't you reveal your identity first before asking me about my identity? Do you plan to keep talking to me with a mask on? Or is that the way you are?
A timid temperament, as cowardly as a shady mouse?"
"Mask?" Herzog was obviously stunned for a moment, and said in a daze, "Who told me that I was wearing a mask on my face? Kazama Ruri? But how is that possible? That guy has never seen me take off the mask.
The appearance of…”
"It's not Fengjian Liuli." Lu Mingfei shook his head, "It's pointless to keep communicating with you in vain. A guy like you is sensitive and suspicious. What you just said is enough. I have made your attitude clear.
If I continue to test you, I won't be able to find out anything more."
"What do you mean? What do you know?" Herzog's eyes became wary, "No, you can't know, you can't know... My secret has been hidden for so many years, and no one can ever explore it, you
As a first time visitor to Japan, how could you possibly know?"
"I understand, I understand!" Herzog suddenly calmed down, "You are trying to trick me, right? You actually don't know anything. I have checked your resume. How old are you? Are you here?
You stayed in China until you graduated from high school, and then entered Kassel College. You became an important specialist in the execution department. You have been to many places, but you have never been to Japan. You don’t know me at all, and you don’t know either.
You are just guessing and conjecturing what "Wang Jiang" represents."
"I think it must be Kazama Ruri and Yuan Zhisheng who told you, right?" Herzog showed a confident smile again, "I once told a story to my student Kazama Ruri, that was twenty
A story that happened in an unnamed harbor in Arctic Siberia years ago. Kazama Ruri must have told you this story, right?"
"When you think about it, it's actually not surprising that you know this. According to Kazama Ruri's words and my own subjective guess... I was almost fooled by you." Herzog lifted up the mask of an ancient minister.
The corner of Zhu Hong's lips said, "Since you want to trick me, I don't mind revealing something to you in advance... But Mr. Lu, seeing that we are so destined, I would like to remind you that your spirit can really bear it."
Live? You have to know that when you know certain truths, you will also pay certain prices."
Facing Herzog's words, Lu Mingfei responded with an expressionless face. He just looked at Herzog quietly, waiting for Herzog to reveal some kind of truth in his mouth.
"Lu Jun, you should feel honored. After all, even my student Kazama Ruri doesn't know about this." Herzog said slowly, "You are the first and only person who knows this secret.
"
Under Lu Mingfei's gaze, Herzog slowly took off the ferocious human skin mask on his face, revealing a familiar face.
It was a face that would silence the entire Japanese underworld. If he appeared in the Snake Qihachi family today, everyone would think they had bumped into a ghost... because this was a person who should have died.
Tachibana Masamune.
The former head of the Snake Qi Hachi family, he was once the teacher of the current head of the family, the supreme leader of the entire Japanese underworld, and the most powerful and status person in Japan. After his retirement, he was rumored to have been killed by Chu Zihang of Kassel Academy.
The assassination took place in the family's intensive care unit.
But Tachibana Masamune just appeared here. He looked very vital, with a rosy face and a loud voice. He didn't look like a ghost or a dead person pretending to be a corpse at all.
Herzog put on the human skin mask, stayed there for a few seconds, then took it off, put it on again, took it off again, and repeated this several times... One moment he was a ferocious "evil ghost" general, and the next
In a second he was the respected patriarch of the eight Sheqi families. He had a similar smile on his two completely different faces. He was smug and proud.
This majestic old man has never shown such an expression in the past twenty years... Maybe he has laughed unbridledly in no one's place, but as he said, this is his unknown secret
, this is the real him.
The images of Tachibana Masamune and Wang Shougang overlapped at this moment. They are the same person, only the mask is different... If the Japanese underworld knew this, they would fall into huge chaos in an instant. Those who believe in Tachibana Masamune and
Ou Shogun's followers of the underworld will suddenly collapse. The Snake Qihachi family and the Menggui clan are incompatible with each other, but their leaders are the same person. The two largest underworld organizations in Japan have experienced conflicts, losses, and bloodshed over the years.
It's all because of this person's instigation.
The entire Japanese underworld was instigated and alienated by one person, and played under the control of one person... Isn't this the saddest thing?
"This is the most exciting scene. You're surprised, aren't you? You thought you had pieced together the truth, right? But you can never guess the most crucial point." Herzog shook his head and said, "Kazama Ruri
The teacher of Yuan Zhisheng, the leaders of the Eight Sheqi Family and the Meng Ghosts are all the same person. I led the Meng Ghosts to attack the Eight Sheqi Family, which also aroused the hatred of the Eight Sheqi Family towards the Meng Ghosts. They
They all think that I am a great leader, obey my words, and are even grateful, but none of them realize that they were born from the same roots and were instigated by an outsider to fight against each other in the same room!"
"Do you understand now? No, I think you must be shocked speechless by the huge impact, right? You can't fully understand it. I don't need to waste my strength at all. I just need to be able to act and understand acting.
What? The acting skills of my student who likes acting are not even comparable to me." Herzog said loudly, "There is also the assassination of Tachibana Masamune. Your senior brother Chu Zihang has been having a very difficult time.
Right? You should be able to figure it out now that you see me, right? I just simply abandoned an identity, and the Snake Qihachi family that you worked so hard to win over was easily overthrown by me and turned against you."
"This is wisdom, this is status. It took me twenty years to use my wisdom to reach the highest position. Do you think you can defeat me with your little cleverness and some tricks?" Herzog
He suppressed his smile and said, "How about guessing now, do you think I am Masamune Tachibana? Or a general? Or someone else?"
After saying these words, Herzog hung the human skin mask on the hanger, and then slowly took off his white coat. He was wearing a military uniform underneath, but unlike the normal military uniform, this military green
The clothes he wore were just to keep out the cold, and he did not wear any medals or military ranks on his shoulders and chest.
Herzog took out a silver cigarette case from the pocket of his military uniform. The cigarette case seemed to be dated, without any marks or marks on it.