Ruan Qing said: "You are so light in your movements. I think I am a very light sleeper. I didn't even wake up when you opened and closed the door."
Twenty-seven glanced at her, feeling a little guilty.
"..." Ruan Qing crossed his arms, "If you have anything to say, just say it."
"Ahem..." Twenty-seven whispered, "I didn't leave the door."
Ruan Qing: "?"
Ruan Qing was a little confused: "You didn't go through the door? Where to go?"
Twenty-seven glanced at the unsealed balcony with a slightly uneasy look.
Ruan Qing: "..."
Ruan Qing walked over, grabbed the balcony railing and looked to the left. It was his bedroom. When he looked to the right, it was... the corridor
Ruan Qing slowly turned his head and looked at Twenty-Seven in disbelief.
Ruan Qing took the phone back and looked at it again, at the video, then at Twenty-Seven, and asked, "How did you get up there? The rooftop should be locked, right?"
Twenty-seven looked at the sky: "The mop pole..."
His occupational disease prevented his whereabouts from being revealed, but he didn't know that the people watching the community here were all ordinary people and none of them were practitioners, but there were so many cameras and far-infrared monitors waiting for him silently.
What can he do? His knife was "confiscated" by Ruan Qing, who also stated that he would not return it to him for the time being. A day's work left behind will be wasted. When you practice, you advance one mile every day, and if you don't practice, you retreat a hundred miles every day.
Twenty-seven nodded bravely.
Ruan Qing's face turned green.
With a quick glance, there was a "poof" sound—
It turns out that some netizens climbed to the top of a tall building before dawn to take pictures of the city skyline at sunrise. The finished product, of course, has the sky and the rising sun in the center of the shot. But when that netizen was admiring his work, he suddenly noticed something in the lower right corner.
He enlarged the picture and was surprised to find that on the roof of one of the high-rise buildings in the lower right corner of the picture, there was a man dancing with a sword
Netizens were very surprised and posted this part of the image online.
When he was walking around the community at night, he saw a few mops on a small cart and took one away.
The two people looked at each other for a long time. Twenty-seven said tentatively: "This... you shouldn't be able to tell, right?"
Sure enough, Ruan Qing finished coughing, wiped her mouth and chest with a tissue, and then poked the phone in front of Twenty-Seven's nose: "Is this you?"
Twenty-seven.
Twenty-seven's face turned blue.
Yes, he is a killer, and he must practice martial arts to make a living.
Ruan Qing looked at the knife on the table, then at the video, then at Twenty-Seven: "What is this?"
Ruan Qing: "..."
Because the focus is not focused here and the picture is cropped, even though it is zoomed in, you can only see a black shadow and it is impossible to see the face clearly.
Ruan Qing pinched his eyebrows: "What are you doing up there?"
A neighbor looked at the rooftops and thought they looked familiar. They seemed to be from this community. However, because he had never seen it from this height and perspective, and it was not fully light at that time, the picture was taken from a corner of a large screen, which was very strange. I'm not sure, so I posted it to the group for everyone to take a look.
Finally, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, there should be no cameras pointing at our senior officials."
I don’t know why I have a bad premonition again.
Now that he has even revealed his identity, Twenty-Seven feels that he should tell Ruan Qing everything, so that Ruan Qing can check for him what he can and cannot do.
Twenty-seven looked up at the ceiling.
Ruan Qing pointed his two index fingers to the right.
For example, climbing over eaves and walls was a common thing in the past, and at most it would occasionally scare the watchman. But here, it is obviously something that cannot be done. Once done, it will attract the attention of many people and even be investigated.
Twenty-seven said: "It was climbed up from the corridor window on the top floor."
Ruan Qing: "Cough cough cough cough cough cough cough!"
"Nowadays, netizens are very powerful. As long as you show your face or leave your name, your body will be picked out. Fortunately, you know how to wear a hat to hide your hair this time, otherwise your braids will be lost. Someone caught him."
After deep introspection, Twenty-Qi was about to talk to Ruan Qing, but when he saw Ruan Qing drinking Coke and looking at her phone, she suddenly choked!
It's really a boat in the gutter.
Ruan Qing's first reaction was like "Oh shit, I really found a treasure." But then she turned around and stood on the balcony railing again. This time she stretched her neck and looked up, down, left and right, and blocked the sun with her hands to look at the building opposite.
She turned around and came in: "I'm really afraid that you will be photographed. My dear, jumping a fence is already shocking enough. If you were to be photographed and uploaded to the Internet while climbing over a wall on the 16th floor, the netizens would be shocked."
"I'm telling you, don't underestimate today's netizens." She opened a can of iced Coke to calm down the false alarm.
Ruan Qing was furious: "So it's you?"
Twenty-seven: "..."
Twenty-seven said honestly: "I am a martial arts practitioner, I have to practice kung fu."
Twenty-seven quickly took it and took a look. It turned out that while the neighbors were discussing "thieves", someone uploaded another video: "Let's see, is this our community?" I saw it yesterday and it looks familiar.]
Ruan Qing was in a daze, as if he was waiting for the elevator that day when he heard the cleaning lady scolding her for losing the mop...
While drinking Coke, she opened her phone and wanted to see if there was any follow-up from the owner group.
If this were in the other world, he would have died hundreds of times ago.
Twenty-seven is undergoing deep self-reflection.
She pinched her eyebrows fiercely, walked around the living room twice with her hands on her hips, and then back again: "Come on, let's have a good chat."
Twenty-seven sat upright: "You tell me."
"First of all, I have no discrimination against your profession. I don't care how many people you have killed before. Anyway, you have left that world. Let's just treat the past you as dead and the current you as a brand new you. Make a clean break with the past!" she said with great force.
Thinking of another time and space, a trace of sadness flashed through Twenty-Seven's heart, but then he nodded solemnly: "Okay."
"This thing," Ruan Qing pointed to the knife beside him, "is absolutely, absolutely, absolutely not allowed to be taken out of this house. Do you understand?"
"This sword of yours is sharpened, it's a real sword!"
"Absolutely, absolutely, never walk down the street with a real knife!"
In fact, Twenty-Seven has noticed that no one is seen wearing a sword, whether inside or outside the community, and other common weapons such as sticks, daggers, steel whips, bows and arrows are not seen at all.
In his original world, it was very common for people walking on the street to wear swords and carry spears on their backs. Not to mention these warriors, ordinary people had to carry a weapon for self-defense when they wanted to go far away. If possible, they would use swords. If not, they would use swords. You should at least bring a hatchet, sickle or something.
But here, it's completely invisible.
Twenty-seven's face became stern: "Is the court's control so strict?"
"Calling the government." Ruan Qing corrected his wording at any time, "Yes, but not harsh, but strict. Very, very strict."
She told him: "Don't mention such a big knife. You can't even walk outside with a sharpened kitchen knife. Anyone who sees it will call the police as their first reaction."
She told him about the current social security and management of public safety. Twenty-seven listened attentively and sighed: "Although it's not about not picking up things on the road and not closing the house at night. It's very safe and stable."
"You still have to close your home, and no one dares to close it. But it is absolutely not allowed to bring weapons on the streets. In places like subway stations, train stations, and airports, there will be security checks. There are special machines, even if you The knives are hidden in bags and boxes, and they can be revealed with a single glance, and nothing can be hidden.”
Afraid that Nian Qi wouldn't believe it, she sat next to Nian Qi and searched a security inspection video online for Nian Qi to watch. When you hide, the door will sound when you pass, and there will be a handheld metal detector for personal inspection. In the hidden bag, under the illumination of the machine, every detail of the tight box inside was revealed, and nothing could be hidden. Twenty-seven was just as shocked as the wall-to-wall surveillance TVs he saw just now.
I became more and more aware of how different this world was from the original world.
He suddenly wanted to ask a question: "Are there still people practicing martial arts in the world today?"
"Of course there are." Ruan Qing said, "Modern martial arts include fighting, Sanda, boxing, etc., and many people still practice traditional martial arts. When I traveled to the Shaolin Temple, I saw many martial arts schools there, and those children I’ve been practicing since childhood.”
Twenty-seven asked: "What will you do after training? Join the army?"
"That's not true." Ruan Qing thought for a while, "I actually don't know much about it. Most of them are used for performances, and some are martial arts coaches. Um... martial arts stunt doubles in the entertainment industry?"
Only this? Twenty-seven felt the gap between the times.
"Martial skills..." he said, "Think of them as killing skills."
Ruan Qing was stunned.
This ancient man is usually very gentle and can be busy in the kitchen with a smile and an apron.
But at this moment, his dark eyes revealed something different, deep and sharp. It makes those thin lips look sexy for no reason.
For a moment, Ruan Qing held her breath involuntarily.
But the sharpness flashed past and was quickly hidden again.
Yes, it's not disappearing, Ruan Qing is sure, it's hiding.
Although they had been living together for a week, and they seemed to be very familiar with each other, eating from the same pot, Ruan Qing clearly realized at this moment that she still didn't know much about Twenty-Seven.
But that's okay.
Twenty-seven is a man with a very clear mind. As long as he does not suddenly lose his mind, he will understand that in this world, at least in the current situation, Ruan Qing is the only person he can rely on.
"But this is good." Twenty-seven changed back to a gentle face, and there was even a sighing smile on the corner of his mouth, "No one even uses swords anymore, and no one wants to kill anyone anymore?"
"Well, there will definitely still be crimes and murders. No matter how the world develops, it is impossible to have zero crime." Ruan Qing said, "But there is no such thing as Jianghu. A career like a killer is even less possible."
"Come on, come on, I'll give you some extra lessons."
"So this wanted criminal on the Internet was discovered after glancing at the camera in the scenic spot."
"Master, I can catch several people at this concert every year."
"This is the 'Skynet' system."
"What about this? Why was it discovered? He was stupid. He used his bank card to withdraw money outside, and he was immediately monitored."
"This was a case several years ago, but now it's all QR codes, so it's easier to find. There was a stupid robbery, forcing the taxi driver to transfer money to his Alipay. It was so funny that he caught everyone one by one. allow."
"A person's identity is related to all these things. So now you know how important identity is."
Twenty-seven already knew, he nodded and said: "I talked to people two days ago, and I also found that it is difficult to move without an identity..."
Ruan Qing: "Oh, you went out during the day."
She obviously told him to study at home first and wait until she is done with her busy days.
"Ahem..." Twenty-seven said, "Just wander around."
"I understand, I understand, just step on it." Ruan Qing could understand why Twenty-Seven went out for a night walk at a glance.
Occupational disease!
"Just check the surrounding area first so that if there is any danger, you can easily find how to escape, right?" She teased.
Although Twenty-seven didn't speak, his toothache expression seemed to say: How come you know everything.
Ruan Qing chuckled.
"There is a gap in information, my friend." Ruan Qing said, "There is a thousand years difference between you and me. The amount of information I receive in a year may not be accessible to you in a lifetime."
"That's a bit abstract, let me give you an example."
"For example, for the children here, starting from elementary school, there are about 12 classes in one grade, and there are 45 people in each class. The total number of students in the six grades in the school is almost more than 3,000."
"That means a child can see three thousand people every day when he enters school. Can you do that at that time?"
Twenty-seven sighed: "No."
Ruan Qing smiled.
Turning around, I saw that the sky was getting dark, and so much time had passed without realizing it. Twenty-seven people were in the living room, and the kitchen was clean.
Ruan Qing stood up: "Let's go, don't cook today, go out to eat."
Twenty-seven honestly put on a mask and followed Ruan Qing out.
Many people are getting off work at the moment, so the elevator is a bit slow. Ruan Qing took the opportunity to explain the country's household registration system to Nianqi.
Twenty-seven sighed: "So strict."
"Yes." Ruan Qing was also worried, "So it's really difficult. I'm worried to death."
Twenty-seven comforted her in turn: "If it really doesn't work out, I'll go perform on the street at worst."
Doesn’t it mean that traditional martial arts are all used for performances
"The city management will be the first to arrest you." Ruan Qing threatened him, "You have no status. Those who are capable are those who work at the lowest level and are particularly hard. And the more this happens, the people who hire you will know better and will bully you because you are Black household, you are afraid of being caught by the police, so if I don’t exploit you, who will I exploit?”
"In the past, there were murderers on the run. When they ran out of money, they had to carry bricks at construction sites, dig coal in coal mines, and eat chaffy vegetables. Later, they couldn't bear it anymore and simply surrendered. Even being in jail is better than living like this."
"By the way." Ruan Qing was suddenly curious, "How do you earn in your line of work?"
Really curious. The novel depicts this kind of professional killer as mysterious and mysterious, but the novel is a novel after all. Now that I have the opportunity to catch a living person, how can I not ask.
There is no male peacock in the world who can't hold back his tail in front of a female.
Twenty-seven put his hands in his trouser pockets and straightened his back as much as possible: "I have been in business for many years and earned thousands of taels of gold and boxes of jewelry."
Originally, I could give you a good life as a slave.
Ruan Qing felt protested.
"Oh, where is it?" She raised her chin and asked with a smile.
Twenty-seven was discouraged: "Over there."
The elevator is here.
"That's fine." Ruan Qing turned the car key in her fingers and smiled happily, "Let's go."
Whose bowl is held, whose words are listened to. Whoever makes the money speaks.
Upper decision decided by the economic background.
Understand
Understand.
Twenty-seven looked up to the sky and sighed, following Ruan Qing into the elevator.
(End of chapter)