The crowd filed out of the gate in twos and threes. When she was sure that the hall on the first floor was empty, Lin Sanjiu stood up from a machine half a person tall. The square gray machine lifted
He raised an eye - it was indeed Huang Chengcheng's eye - and glanced at her, then dropped it back to the ground, seemingly not interested in her at all.
Lin Sanjiu walked gently to the door of a room. Looking at the ajar door, she took a long breath, opened the door and walked in.
This room is very spacious, with a long mahogany table occupying the center. The lights are not turned on, and the long table is shrouded in shadow. In the semi-dark interior, there is only a window in the distance facing the door, forming a shadow in the sky.
There was a vast expanse of white light.
A tall back was immersed in the skylight outside the window, his hands leaning on the window sill, motionless.
Lin Sanjiu closed the door, cleared her throat, and found that she was a little nervous for some reason.
"They're all gone?"
Sibaan lowered his head and his voice sounded rustling.
She hesitated for half a second and said "hmm".
Sibaan suddenly turned around, glanced at her, and walked across the room in a few steps - he pulled out a chair not far from Lin Sanjiu and raised his chin at her: "Sit here."
Lin Sanjiu walked over hesitantly, but he still didn't move. He was still holding the back of the chair with one hand and resting his hand on the table.
How do you sit in this?
She had just stopped by the chair, and before she could open her mouth, the blond man suddenly stepped closer, and the breathless face suddenly enlarged in front of her eyes - his broken hair and breath rushed towards her.
Her neck, and then her face felt cold, and the mask had been taken off.
“Much better looking,”
Her emerald green pupils, which were vaguely covered by loose blond hair, were like a deep lake hidden by a forest. Sibaan looked at her without blinking, holding a warm breath between his lips and teeth.
Breathing out; he smiled softly, the bright green and snowy white in his eyes were almost frightening: "You have changed so much, even I almost didn't recognize you."
When he handed the mask back to her and walked to the end of the long table to sit down, Lin Sanjiu touched her face and felt it was slightly warm.
"Didn't you really get your enlightenment in Banshan Town?" Teacher Yi asked again suspiciously, "I think you look very similar."
"Can't you say a few words less?"
Lin Sanjiu was a little embarrassed by her words, but she finally came to her senses. She sat down on the chair that was pulled out, and gently pressed her cheek; she looked at Sibaan
, eyelashes blinked on the edge of the palm - "You won't catch me for Li Wen, will you?"
Siba looked at her quietly without making a sound.
Wisps of white skylight cast down from behind his shoulders, and the golden color danced in the sunlight, seeming to be more dazzling than the sun. He looked at Lin Sanjiu, his eyes as bright as stars; after a while, he smiled softly.
: "Where have you been since you left the library?"
Judging from his calm look, it was like an old friend reminiscing about old times - but on this occasion, there was clearly no room for the two of them to chat leisurely. Members of the security department and the staff in the building were still waiting outside at this time.
This weird order may reach other people's ears at any time.
Lin Sanjiu breathed a sigh of relief: "What do you want?"
"Why don't you come to me?" Siba'an sighed deeply - he was still some distance away, but it made people feel that the breath seemed to be close to the ear, close to the soul, gently tickling
It seemed like it had been wiped away.
"Several people from the arsenal came to assassinate me last night." Lin Sanjiu deliberately lowered his voice and said with a straight face: "You just found out that I'm here, and someone wants to kill me... In this situation, how could I
Did I come to you rashly?"
"Now you know, that was Li Wen Tujiang's order."
Sibaan reached out and unbuttoned a few buttons on his collar, as if he wanted to let himself breathe; a shadow slid down his Adam's apple, sunk into the deep recess of his collarbone, and turned into a faint luster of texture. He raised his head
He glanced at her and suddenly laughed hoarsely: "Can I sit over?"
Lin Sanjiu almost forgot that he was always so affectionate and gentle when treating women.
She rubbed her eyebrows and pretended not to hear that sentence, and just asked in a low voice: "Li Wensujiang? Is that his full name? Why did he order to hunt me down?"
"He is from the war department," Siba'an approached her and pulled out another chair. He put his arms on his knees, lowered his body, and looked up at her, his eyes so green that it made people's hearts tremble: "
Some girls have told me before that they want me to stay as far away from them as possible...but we finally reunited, so I can't do that."
"Didn't you two just meet in the library? What is his relationship with you?" Teacher Yi's voice was full of doubts, "Why don't I know?"
"Not only do you not know, I don't know either."
Lin Sanjiu responded secretly in her heart, but she somewhat understood the girls who wanted to stay away from Sba'an; she asked as calmly as possible: "What happened to the war department?"
"I used to be in the war department, when I first met you." Siba'an said softly, "The war department of the arsenal is equivalent to half of the mercenary department. In addition to completing the tasks of the arsenal, it often receives various requests.
Various tasks. Instructions such as assassinating a certain evolver are often paid by someone."
In other words, Li Wensujiang was just a knife as she suspected.
"Then how do I know who hired them?"
"Only in a few cases, the war department commander knows; sometimes, I'm afraid even the highest level doesn't know." Siba'an sighed and smiled: "I encountered this several times when I was the war department commander.
The attacks were all because some people wanted to know who was paying for their lives. But actually I had no idea at all."
It had only been a few years since the two separated, but he seemed to have occupied all the important positions in the arsenal. Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but be startled when he heard this: "What happened next?"
"Later, our mission was completed because of this." The blond man laughed brightly. "But I don't think Li Wen can complete the mission of tracing the river - and I won't let him complete it."
Is he willing to help?
"But he set a trap for you." She frowned, "The target he described to you is completely inconsistent with mine. According to that description, it is impossible for you to find a person to hand over to him."
"Yes," Sibaan smiled, not seeming to take it seriously. "He set a trap for me, but I can't question him about it. Among the targets of the war department, there must be one who matches his description.
of."
"Why?" Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but ask, "It's already the end of the world, what good can evolvers do by fighting each other like this?"
But as soon as she said these words, she vaguely thought of the answer.
This is not a doomsday world in the true sense. From a certain perspective, Biluo Huangquan is far more prosperous and advanced than her home world; here, there are too many things worth fighting for.
Sibaan looked at her and laughed softly, his eyes flashing with emerald water: "Isn't that what humans are like? Besides - look outside." He stretched out his arms and pointed out the window with bright sky: "
Isn’t the arsenal a very attractive benefit?”
"You...you and Li Wen's goal in tracing the river is this arsenal?"
"At least I am. Not 'this arsenal.'" He combed back his blond hair, which was shiny. When he raised his head again, Sibaan's eyes were so bright that people couldn't look straight, as if everything in the world was gone.
Can be accommodated in his vision: "There is only one arsenal in the world. It will be mine."
Even though he knew very little about the Twelve Realms, Lin Sanjiu could vaguely guess the weight of the arsenal from the scraps of information.
She nodded, forgetting what she was going to say for a moment - after a while, she suddenly felt a little frustrated: "Then...isn't there someone who definitely knows the other party's identity information? I can't always keep it.
Stand in the open and wait for someone to kill you."
"The procedures in the arsenal are very delicate and complex. If there is a customer who does not want anyone to know his identity, then no one in the arsenal will know - but he can still follow every word of his request.
." Sibaan pondered for a while, and finally shook his head: "If it is as you said, there is such a person, I don't know who he is."
Lin Sanjiu was almost discouraged and couldn't help but wiped her face heavily.
"Although I don't know," Siba'an looked at her without blinking, his eyes immersed in the shadow of his eyelashes, as if they could penetrate the body and touch people's souls. "However, I can't let you be chased by anyone.
.”
"Do you have any idea?"
"There is a way," Sibaan frowned slightly, "but I have to tell you directly, it is a bit far away. And I don't know how likely it is to succeed."
"Do you think it's worth a try?" Lin Sanjiu's eyes lit up. Unknowingly, the two of them seemed to have established a level of trust.
"If it were me, I would definitely give it a try." The blond man glanced at her, his white teeth shining in his smile: "I think you should be the same person as me, right?"
After entering the room, she finally showed a smile for the first time. "What is the solution?" Lin Sanjiu took a breath and asked.
"It's a copy," Siba'an suddenly stood up and was greeted by a warm, dry and sunny breath; she stared blankly at him reaching out his hand and tucking a few strands of her messy hair behind her ears. What exactly was it?
It was hard to tell whether his words were more surprising or his actions were more surprising - "It's called a dream script."
