Chapter 113 The God of Absence and the People Who Attend
She was just that kind of person. She usually took all the power and strategized. But when she was alone, she would be as quiet as a piece of wood. Aren't you art students just blowing on a statue? At that time, she was like a female version of a thinker.
——"Lian Zi", leader of the "Garden" and "Champagne Rose" groups, Yu Wenmo.
At ten o'clock in the night, the sky is still brightly lit, with traffic and crowds busy on the streets, either liberated or busy, like the gears of a clock, always turning and never calming down.
"Well, Lao Lin, I'm going to withdraw first. My Xiaonizi school is holding a school anniversary performance tonight. I have to rush there quickly. Don't be too busy."
"Oh! Okay! Then you can go first. I'll finish writing the meeting minutes here before withdrawing."
Several months have passed since the last meeting in Xinzhou City. Under Yunluo's promotion, Lin Shuwen's father, Lin Hao, was promoted to several positions and sat directly in the office of the General Administration of China. He is now directly under Yunluo.
Secretary can enjoy deputy municipal level treatment after retirement.
But Lin Hao knows in his heart that there is no free lunch in the world. In his work these days, he often encounters tasks of cooperating with an organization called "Shadow Kill". After many contacts and participation, he climbed up from the bottom
He gradually understood the nature of this organization.
In colloquial terms, it is a polishing paper for white roads. If it becomes dirty, rub it wherever it is.
This made Lin Hao feel more and more anxious, because these tasks were directly assigned to him by Yunluo himself or members of the office. Even the colleagues who just greeted him who were also working for China had never received such a task. He
He even suspected that in this four-person office, he was the only one who knew about the existence of this organization.
And this morning, the secretary of Yunluo's office came to him directly and asked him to wait in the office alone after 11 o'clock at night. This was the secret code between them. Generally, tasks involving shadow killing would make him wait in the office late at night.
He is waiting somewhere, and when the time comes, someone will pick him up.
He had paid attention to the information from the shadow killers, but except for the fact that their real names were hidden by code names, they did not even have ID cards that could open a hotel.
During a certain mission, he saw a similar face on the missing list that he had accidentally glimpsed at the police station.
This made his mind active, and he gained a glimmer of fantasy. It was very possible that his child was not dead, and that he entered the "Shadow Kill" for some reason.
But this was all a matter to be considered in private. Lin Hao understood that such a large and independent organization with intricate relationships and capabilities was not something he could study openly.
He put away his thoughts and continued to bury himself in organizing the meeting documents.
"When, when, when..."
The retro clock on the table struck ten times. Lin Hao threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and turned off the lights in the office.
"Please come with me."
"good."
A ghost-like figure appeared in the corner of the office. A young man wearing a black sportswear greeted Lin Hao to come out of the office.
It was silent all the way, and the two people who knew each other's rules walked tacitly on the street. Lin Hao looked at the halo of light coming and going around him, silently feeling that he could only be trapped in the shadows.
"Are you yearning for it?"
"I was just thinking about that boy in my family, who is about the same age as you."
"Oh. Is he dead?"
"Is it true that for people who say this kind of thing, the protagonist in their words doesn't end well?"
"At least so far, the uncle who said this to me has not had a good time."
On the bus waiting chair, an ordinary young man and an ordinary old man were chatting about ordinary things.
Just like the ordinary people around us.
"Then do you still remember your child's name?"
"How could I forget? After all, it's only been a few months... Yes, it's been a few months."
"Tell me what his name is. I often do this in order to remember those friends."
"His name is Lin Shuwen. Have you read "The Law of Life"? It was a novel he wrote during his lifetime."
"Sorry, I don't read novels."
"Oh, you must take a look when you have time."
Lin Hao shut his mouth. This time, he did not get the information he hoped to get, because the people who came to contact him in the past were all people in their thirties. This time, he saw a young man who was about the same age as his own child.
People, he couldn't help but have some thoughts.
The bus arrived, interrupting this brief conversation, just like a normal TV drama plot.
At 12 o'clock in the morning, the young man grabbed Lin Hao who was trying to get off the bus at the terminal. After all the remaining passengers got off the bus, the young man nodded to the bus driver.
Then, the bus started and took the two of them to the parking lot deep inside the terminal.
However, what was waiting there was not the figure he imagined. Several armed men holding thermal weapons surrounded the bus.
"People inside, listen, you have committed the crime of espionage, please quickly return the government personnel you held hostage to us and surrender, and strive for leniency!"
"Mr. Lin Hao, do you choose to believe us or them?"
The young man chewed gum and looked at Lin Hao, who was frowning next to him.
"Do you need me to squat down?"
"unnecessary."
Before he finished speaking, the young man jumped directly to the back door of the bus. He held it lightly with his palms. The right forearm of the leading armed man suddenly broke off. The strange and neat section was reflected in Lin Hao's widened eyes. He couldn't see it at all.
Understand how things happen!
"It is said above that these are all "gifts". In our "Shadow Kill", any creature that has been given this nickname will be killed on sight."
With a flick of his left hand, the young man opened the door of the twitching leader who was covering his arm, and walked into the crowd. After a few seconds, several bloody bodies fell to the ground in the parking lot one after another. The pungent smell of blood
The smell mixed with bus exhaust irritated Lin Hao's nerves.
Fortunately, he, who had been an executioner before, did not vomit it out.
"I'm sorry to trouble you, Mr. Lin Hao, please come down through the front door."
The young man glanced back at Lin Hao, and walked to a pillar not far away before the blood stained the soles of his shoes. Lin Hao got out of the car at the front door with the driver in a daze, and walked to the young man's side at a speed close to running.
"Have you seen it before?"
The young man walked towards the only silver-white car parked in the parking lot and asked questions to soothe Lin Hao's shivering body.
"No, no."
Lin Hao recalled the figure he had seen that night, but his instinctive alarm made him choose to deny it.
"You are worthy of being a soldier. By the way, if someone asks you next time..."
"I haven't seen it either."
"You know the rules very well."
"Thank you... thank you."
The car started. The young man glanced back at Lin Hao sitting in the back seat and stepped on the accelerator.
"Any questions?"
"Well, why are you not stained with blood?"
"Humph, you are very observant."
The young man grinned and threw the 13-dollar cigarette in the drawer in front of the gear shifter to Lin Hao.
"This is Mr. Yunluo's special instruction. He said that you like to smoke this brand. If you lose your temper because it is too exciting, he will let you light one."
The young man glanced at Lin Hao who was lighting a cigarette in the rearview mirror and said something intentionally or unintentionally.
"However, it should be said that they are indeed father and son."
Lin Hao's body suddenly stiffened. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the driver's seat, his eyes full of surprise and ecstasy.
.
"you……"
"I'm talking about that girl in your family. Before I came here, I used a relatively efficient method to deal with a few guys who were still kidnapping. The little girl was also very calm and knew the rules."
"Then she..."
"She's not special, so we won't bother her."
Lin Hao lowered his eyebrows, collapsed on the car seat, and finally lit a cigarette. He carefully studied the young man's words and finally chose to keep the flame of hope.
As a father, his obsession made him stubbornly believe that what the young man just said was referring to his deceased son, Lin Shuwen.
This is the stubbornness of my father.
The young man glanced at Lin Hao, who was deep in thought, and raised the corners of his mouth as if he was playing a prank.
This is the amulet left by him as the leader of the "Garden" assassination headhunting group "Christmas Rose" for his boss.
Yuwenmo, codename "Lianzi", ability, material separation.
"By the way, you can call me "Lian Zi". My code name is "Lian Zi". In front of ordinary people, you can just call me Xiao Mo."
"Okay, Mr. Xiaomo."
"I'm not that old yet."
The two smiled, slightly relaxing the atmosphere in the car.
In the family building of the General Administration of China, Yunluo, wearing pajamas, sat in front of the computer and received a call from the dedicated line.
"I am Yunluo."
"Everyone was wiped out, and Lin Hao was picked up by the people from Shadow Kill."
"I understand, you go take care of the family members, and remember to add first-class national merit martyrdom."
Pouting his lips mockingly, Yunluo hung up the phone and dialed the number while talking to himself.
"These spies feel really comfortable. After they die, they can become gold-plated and become national first-class martyrs. However, considering the fact that they have been under my command for so long, I will treat them as payment for their hard work."
"Hello."
"Your people have already received Lin Hao. What status do you need me to deduct for him?"
On the other end of the phone, Ye Lanxin pressed the communication button connected to Yuwenmo's headset and continued the conversation with Yunluo.
"Leaders went to the countryside, went to Xushan to investigate natural anomalies, and cared about and sympathized with the people at the grassroots level."
"I know, but I'm curious about why you did it to the point where he wanted to kill you."
"For the sake of you generously giving me the amulet, I will answer you. Everything is to remove the stain without fail. In my plan, this is the decisive move to make him completely break with me and completely confuse that person.
As long as I can kill him and eradicate the internal troubles between China and the "Shadow Kill", it doesn't matter what happens to me."
Ye Lanxin caressed the blue enchantress on the corner of the table and lowered his eyes.
"So what you want is not the amulet, am I right?"
"That's an excuse to deceive subordinates and ordinary people. By the way, you are also an ordinary person."
"I was tricked, and now it's too late to regret it. So in order to comfort me who was fooled, I hope you can answer my last question."
"Just ask."
"Have you really made or made a "talisman"?"
"Humph, guess."
When the communication was interrupted, Yunluo put down his cell phone with a smile, crossed his hands, rested his head on them, and looked expectantly. He typed on the keyboard and put his name on the list of people entering Xushan.
In Xushan, Ye Lanxin stared at the blue enchantress in the vase, her eyes twinkling.
"If I have to prepare a shield even when facing you, then I should really have never loved you."
In the middle of the night when insects are chirping, the girl's murmur drifts away like smoke.