Volume 8, The Door to the Past, Section 444, Staggered
In the evening, the setting sun spreads a magnificent golden color in the sky, and the interior and exterior of the Dongfang family's villa seemed to be shrouded in a halo. Fang Zhitian stood on the balcony on the second floor, looking at the glittering golden fountain in the garden.
, tapping his fingers on the railings beside the balcony. 8 There were soldiers or agents standing guard far and near, figures coming in and out, busy. He rubbed his forehead with his fingers. After a moment, there was a knock on the door. The person who came in was Dongfang.
Ling Hai.
"Everyone has seen the surveillance video from Guangzhou and is analyzing it. However, there is too little information, so it is difficult to draw a definite conclusion. I think... we should probably consider giving up on the dust..."
Fang Zhitian nodded, with a tired smile: "Isn't anyone considering that Gu Jiaming came back? Such a clean attack, the surveillance cameras around him couldn't even capture his back clearly, at least it was a Pei Luojia special level
He’s at the level of a killer, not to mention the family photo at the scene..."
"So everyone thinks that this matter has nothing to do with the undead currently in Jianghai. They do have skills and qualities far beyond ordinary people, but in terms of assassination skills, there is no way this person is as skilled as this person. But Gu Jiaming...
It should be the story of Pei Luojia’s killer. As for the best result, probably the real Miss Jian Suyan comes back..."
"But we haven't determined which one is true yet..." Fang Zhitian shook his head with a smile, and went out with Dongfang Linghai, "I have also thought about giving up the dust of illusion. In fact, according to the current situation
Judging from the intelligence, neither we nor the undead know the whereabouts of Kongjianchen. Li Yunxiu has not yet woken up in Europe. It is difficult to say to whom she handed the things to, or maybe she just stuffed them in casually.
I put a person in a package and sent it to Jiang Hai. Since neither party knows it clearly, as long as we can gain a certain advantage in intelligence, we still have a chance. Whether I can leave is secondary. In response to the handover of power in the family, should I?
It doesn’t make much sense to go there in person.”
"Various forces will definitely intervene. If the economic aspects of Ying Haisheng's death are not handled well, the loss will probably be in the tens of billions. In fact, money is secondary..." Dongfang Linghai sighed, "Ying Haisheng is involved or understands
There are hundreds of national secrets, and this aspect is the most important. Although Guangzhou has been sealed off, and people in various provinces and cities have begun operations, Ying Haisheng was too defensive before us. This has become the most troublesome
Regarding the matter, I just received a call. Two spies were discovered in the Chaohai Group. They should be agents arranged by the United States. It was only three or four hours after the incident happened, and they had already started taking action. Those who were not discovered were still alive.
I don’t know how many there are. Lao Fang, what I’m most afraid of now is that they will target you..."
As he talked, he walked. Several groups from Yanhuang Awakening were living in the villa at this time. They were noisy. They walked through the corridor on the second floor and when they reached the stairs, they saw Dongfang Lu subconsciously spinning around with his cell phone, frowning.
While thinking about something, Fang Zhitian stopped and said hello: "Xiaolu, have you watched the video too? What are your thoughts?"
Dongfang Lu has always been trained to be the successor of the Dongfang family. Although he has always been involved in many things, he does not belong to the combat establishment, and now it is not considered a formal administrative establishment. This kind of confidential surveillance video, in theory, he
You have to wait until you understand the matter or are formally invited to see it, but theory and substance are naturally two different things. Understanding the meaning of Fang Zhitian's words, he nodded: "I have seen it, it shouldn't be Gu Jiaming. The reason
It's very simple. If he comes back, he will definitely go to people like Ye Lingjing or Zhang Yahan as soon as possible. He doesn't care so much about the Ying family..."
"Ha... It seems that it is confirmed. I really... miss you..." Fang Zhitian smiled, "I heard that you broke up with your girlfriend recently?"
"Um."
"It is said that men only grow up after falling out of love. Come on." Patting his shoulders, Fang Zhitian and Dongfang Linghai walked towards the end of the corridor, opened the door at the end, and a white ward appeared between them.
In front of me, in the ward, Dongfang Ruo is still sleeping.
Looking at the unconscious and frail person, Fang Zhitian closed his eyes and let out a slight sigh...
Decision makers are most afraid of being disturbed and unable to make a clear decision. If Ruoruo's abilities can really be brought into play, it will be of immeasurable significance to a country. Faced with such a powerful undead, if they are
The enemy controlled by Pei Luojia, Kong Jianzhichen seems to be the only chance, but how much selfishness does it contain? Is the sacrifice he has made so far really worth it? Ying Haisheng died suddenly, and pressure from all aspects hit him.
What we are facing is no longer as simple as a headache...
It was past six o'clock in the afternoon, and the sunset was still shining brightly in the mountains. On the cemetery hill on the outskirts of the city, Yahan squatted in front of the tombstones, looking a little confused.
At this point in time, most of the people who came to visit the tomb have gone back. In fact, it is not a special day, and there are basically few people here. She came here just after work. She is wearing a women's suit and a knee-length narrow skirt.
, stockings, high heels, squatting on the ground at this time, tight, and the lines are very attractive. She sometimes thinks that if Jiaming were here, he might like her current appearance. Jiaming is not here anymore.
, he is no longer in this world, but she still hopes that he can take a look somewhere. 8 first release
I originally planned to go back to eat with Taotao after work, and then take her out to watch a concert after dinner. Who knows, I received a phone call in the afternoon, and then she came here by accident. Ying Shisan
She couldn't say how happy she was that her father and son were dead, but the chase that happened in Jianghai had a certain stage significance for the former Jiaming. Later, they lived together for more than three months.
She knew what was going on. From that day on, he gave up the light and hope in his life and walked towards the quagmire of death.
But in this matter, the influence exerted by Ying and his son was almost nonexistent. It was just a symbol. It had no substantive significance. What really had substantive significance was the breakup between him and Lingjing, when Lingjing got on the plane and Shasha got on the plane.
At the moment when she was on the boat, she felt a little confused about the death of the father and son. There was no need to be happy or sad. She wanted to come and see Jiaming because of this incident, but she really felt that it was not worth mentioning.
, so I stayed here in a daze for a long time.
Naturally, she would come to this tomb often, talk and sit for a while. In autumn, dandelions would often fly over. She would place those dandelions one by one in front of the monument and watch them blow away. Sometimes she would eat them.
I also brought whatever delicious things I could find, and sometimes put the withered wormwood in front of the monument, sometimes paper flowers blowing around. Everything followed my heart, just like spending time with my best friend.
I spent a relaxing afternoon talking about Taotao’s recent affairs, which was normal. Except in winter, I usually don’t cry.
When she talked to Lingjing, she said she was waiting for him. On the other hand, she felt more that Jiaming was probably dead. But to her, this was not a paradox. Waiting for someone who was already dead
People are not things that can't be explained. She is stubbornly insisting on this mood now.
"Before... I told you before, Lingjing is going to guest perform at Fang Yusi's concert tonight... I plan to take Taotao to listen... I guess you are not interested in the Ying family's affairs... I originally agreed
Taotao wants to go back to eat with her, and she will be scolded again... Originally I said it was better not to spend time with you today, but to spend time with my daughter..."
She said softly and stood up. Among the mountains, the setting sun finally turned from golden to orange.
The time was 6:40 pm on July 12, 2004, and the door of Ye's martial arts gym had been closed. Just a few minutes ago, Lingjing had left the martial arts gym with Julian and others' vehicle and set off to
Going to the Xincheng Stadium in Jianghai City where the concert is about to be held, Ye Han is currently packing some things in the back room and calling his wife who is still in the hospital. In any case, this is a major event in her daughter's life and neither of them wants to miss it.
"...Operation? Can't ask for leave? How could such a thing happen... Where's Dr. Lin? What if he's not there? Today is Lingjing's first time performing on stage..."
The daughter's debut unexpectedly coincided with her wife suddenly working overtime at the hospital. Ye Han, who has always had a modest temper, could not help but raise his voice at this time, feeling helpless. Just as he was talking, someone knocked on the door from behind: "Isn't Lingjing at home?"
"Oh, Lingjing and her teacher have already gone to the Xincheng Gymnasium where the concert will be held. Are you sent here by Miss Fang...wait a minute..." He turned around slightly. It was dark at this time, and the martial arts gym outside was
He turned off the light and closed the door. The figure was a little unclear. He said something, and he heard the footsteps starting to walk out. He said to the phone, "Look, Miss Fang has already called someone to rush over.
Lingjing went out a little late. I don't know if she's in good condition... I'll go over to your hospital and wait for you. Didn't you tell the director? Anyway, when Dr. Lin and the others arrive, you can evacuate... I'll wait for you.
I’ll wait for you, that’s it…”
After hanging up the phone, the man outside had disappeared. Ye Han frowned, vaguely seeming to think of something. He stood there for a long time, ready to walk into the house, but the feeling in his heart became more and more intense.
It got so intense that I finally turned around and ran out the door, standing on the street. Far and near, the lights in the buildings and rooms inside and outside the community were already lit. There were people and bicycles coming and going on the street, and the air was filled with the words "get off work"
, "Dinner", "Relaxation", the warm atmosphere, the sun gradually lost its last flame in the west, the street lights and car lights gradually turned on, this ordinary midsummer evening, he stood on the side of the road for a while, and finally failed
The man who knocked on the door just now turned around and went home to change his clothes and prepare to go to his wife's hospital...
More than an hour later, in the ward of Dongfang's villa, Ruoruo opened her eyes and sat up with her weak and bloodless body. When the doctor and the others arrived, her breathing was rapid, as if she might be breathing at any time.
It may have been like suffocation. After a few minutes, under the influence of oxygen, the symptoms gradually eased. Looking at the people in front of her, she opened her mouth for the first time in many days.
"I see where the dust of Kongjian is..."
Going back twenty minutes, the sun has completely lost its dominance over the sky of this city. This day is the 24th of May in the lunar calendar. The moon is as thin as an eyebrow, and there is a beautiful starry sky in the night. It is located on the seaside.
The brightly lit scene of the Xincheng Gymnasium looks like a bright moon sitting on the seaside. Fang Yusi’s first tour in Jianghai is about to begin, and the entrance is coming to an end. There are still many people stranded outside the gymnasium. These
Most people didn't buy tickets, but because of Fang Yusi's appeal, they were still waiting for someone to temporarily transfer their tickets.
Radiating out from the semicircular Xincheng Gymnasium, there is a seaside park integrating greening and entertainment nearby. The green trees and flower beds among the lights are a cool and pleasant scene. Inside the gymnasium is noisy and full of spectators.
Backstage, various staff members were busy preparing for the performance that was about to start at eight o'clock. Fang Yusi put on the clothes she would wear for the first performance, walked through the crowded crowd, and walked towards the person who was sitting on a bench in a daze.
girl.
"Lingjing, your makeup is ready."
She said this. After a few seconds, Lingjing suddenly raised her head as if awakened: "Ah! Uh... uh, put on the makeup... ok..." What she did this time was not complicated.
The promoter wanted to highlight the intimacy of the dress, so they carefully sculpted it for more than half an hour. It didn't seem to have changed much. She was still a beautiful and friendly girl next door, but she looked a little lost.
Others would probably think that she was nervous because it was her first time participating in such a large-scale concert, but Fang Yusi knew the inside story to some extent. She sat down and held Lingjing's hand: "What are you thinking about?"
"No..." Lingjing's eyes flickered, "It's just... I don't know why I came on stage..."
Fang Yusi smiled and nodded: "Didn't I say it before? Just treat it as singing to Jiaming in front of so many people. What do you want to say to him? Those things that you didn't have time to say before... maybe he can
I heard that, um."
"Yeah." She forced a smile and nodded. Fang Yusi looked at the noisy staff walking around, and then turned back: "Well, it's too noisy inside. Although the concert is about to start, you can be a little bit
Go out and walk around for a few minutes, just remember the time to go on stage, it's good for relaxing."
Holding Lingjing's hand with a little force, she stood up with a smile and went to check some of the equipment next to her. Seeing that the girl nodded but still looked a little lost, she knew that her words were probably of little use. But for the time being.
It didn't matter. After a while, Lingjing took out the lyrics from her bag to review. When she saw a small glass bottle as a pendant and a note next to it in the side pocket, she frowned and took out the note and read it several times.
, she finally stood up: "It seems... nearby..."
After a while, Lingjing walked out of the side door of the gymnasium, started the car with the borrowed key, and went to an address not too far away. About five minutes later, she rang the doorbell several times under a small building to make sure there was no one in the house.
He went to a nearby canteen and asked, “Auntie, where is the person who lives next door?”
"Who are you looking for?"
"Oh, I want to know if there is a girl named Fang Guolin living here..."
At that moment, some mysterious law intertwined the two lines of cause and effect. In the white ward, Dongfang Ruo opened his eyes!
The night was clear, and it was five minutes past eight. It was as if the whole city was in motion. Motorcades were speeding out from several corners of the city, carrying the many forces that Yanhuang Awakening could mobilize in Jianghai at this time, heading towards where the concert had begun.
Xincheng Stadium.
At the same time, an aunt at the canteen called Fang Guolin and told her that someone had just come to look after her.
"It was said that someone wanted to give you something, and I asked her to hand it over to me, but she said she would hand it over to you personally and also left me her phone number... You said not to share your phone number, but I
I didn’t say anything, but that lady doesn’t look like a bad person…”
The undead were hunting members of Yanhuang Awakening in the city before. When Fang Guolin and others evacuated to the Dongfang family villa, they had considered that someone would come to inquire about their whereabouts, so they told the owner of the canteen next to them as a police officer.
, but they did not expect that the person who came to inquire was actually Lingjing - of course, because of Dongfang Ruo's ability, they already knew that the dust of Kongjian was in Lingjing's hands, but other things were not clear -
---When this matter was reported to Fang Zhitian, orders were being given to several agents near the Xincheng Gymnasium.
"... Be sure to protect the target from harm... There is no need to have direct contact with the target for the time being, just let the dust of Kongjian stay on her until we arrive..."
Things are very gratifying. As expected, my side has taken the lead. Of course, there are still more than ten minutes before I can get the things. If something happens in this short period of time, given the relationship between Ye Lingjing and Gu Jiaming.
She not only has the protectors arranged by herself, but also the protectors of Gloom Tianqin and Gao Tianyuan, and there may even be more. From this point of view, the things left on her may be better than the ones left on her.
Agents are safer. After making this call, after thinking about it for a few minutes, and out of caution, when he called Natalie, the reaction from the other party really made Fang Zhitian confused.
"What, the dust of the sky is on Ye Lingjing... Miss Dongfang noticed it?"
After learning this information, Natalie suddenly changed her tone. When Fang Zhitian answered in the affirmative, she raised her voice: "Damn it! Did your people rush over immediately! As fast as possible! This is terrible.
Once it is included in the causal line..."
"What..." Fang Zhitian asked. There was a pause, and then Natalie's low voice was heard.
"Mr. Fang, listen, the current situation is very urgent. The dust of Kong Jian is in Ye Lingjing's hands. We have known it for a long time. But under such circumstances, I don't dare to let my people have any contact with Ye Lingjing because of this.
Lingjing is in contact with you because not only are there prophets on your side. As far as I know, the other party's group of undead also have prophets. These abilities have limitations. Ye Lingjing almost forgot about the dust of sight before.
thing, so no one can notice the dust falling, but everyone is now in an antagonistic relationship. Once this clue is connected to you, they can also detect it immediately. You now understand the meaning of this matter, and you must
...No, you just called me now, I guess things have already happened..."
The convoy galloped across the straight road, throwing away the street lights on both sides of the road quickly towards the rear. There were green woods on both sides of the road. At this time, the shadows were constantly changing under the light and speed. At a certain moment, Fang Zhitian's voice suddenly sounded.
The intercom system rang: "Attention all groups..."
Everyone's attention was raised to the highest level in an instant. At the same time, a black shadow suddenly rushed out from the roadside!
This road was somewhat remote, and the car was traveling very fast. At this moment, he suddenly saw a figure rushing out. The driver almost subconsciously stepped on the brakes and was about to turn the steering wheel. Then at the next moment, the black figure crashed into him with a crash.
On the side of the Cheetah off-road vehicle at the front, in an instant, the side door of the vehicle was dented, and the four wheels were slightly off the ground. After the two wheels on the side touched the ground, they almost burned out on the road. Then, the vehicle crashed with a crash.
He grabbed the tree trunk next to the road and rushed towards the wall behind the tree.
Under the light, a giant man named Kratos wearing a suit stood on the roadside, watching the vehicles pass him by, then turned around and followed closely.
On another road a few miles away from here, the bulletproof glass of a car suddenly shattered without warning, and an astonishing amount of blood suddenly flew out of the driver's body. Looking from the vehicle behind,
A man in black stood on the roof of the car. He only stayed there for a moment. Before the car hit the road, he had already jumped into the air, leaping towards the back like a bat.
In the downtown area, a tough-looking off-road jeep ran out of a red light at high speed and collided with a black convoy that was passing by. The blond man in a white suit in the cockpit flew out almost immediately.
His body flew more than five meters high and fell into a supermarket more than 20 meters away. When the flames of the explosion in the jeep rose, he climbed up from the collapsed shelves as if nothing had happened...
Flowers, applause, lights, big screens, in the Xincheng Stadium, the second song has passed, and what appears in front of everyone's eyes is still Fang Yusi's charming smile.
"A few years ago, I had a low point in my acting career, and I made some friends because of it. I think this is what I cherish most... I don't know how many of Jiang Hai's friends remember that there was a place called Concept Land
Band O, there is actually no need to ask. I think all friends who have listened to their songs will never forget them. The cutest bananas, cucumbers, eggplants, and the occasional guest appearance of durian... What I invited today is actually not a concept.
The band, due to certain things a few years ago, they faced a separation, just like each of us will face it. Today I can only invite one of them. The figure behind the mask can finally reveal the answer today.
...I will accompany her today. I hope her singing can bring back memories of the past and her best friends. You will not be disappointed... Welcome my friend, Ye Lingjing----"
Outside the gymnasium, the sea breeze was slightly salty, and in the cool summer night, the twenty-two-year-old boy walked through the gravel path between the parks. He could faintly hear the sound of the waves crashing on the shore. When he heard the name, he stopped.
Stepping forward, I looked towards the brightly lit giant stadium not far away. For a moment, there were cheers and applause, and the girl's voice was heard on the radio.
"Hello everyone, I am Ye Lingjing, and I am also... the former Cucumber... I am very happy to meet you all again on the stage..." The voice paused for a moment, "I actually don't know what to say. A few years ago,
I lost the most important person, the most important friend... At the most energetic age... At that time, we thought of everything very simply. Who knew that once we missed it... we would never see each other again... This song
He wrote it, and I want to sing it to him...I miss them very much..."
There seemed to be a slight sob cut off in the sea breeze. Under the city's starlight, the boy sat on a bench by the side of the road and listened to the melody...