Early morning, Beijing, Chen Miao's house.
Chen Miao was boxing in the yard, and the old cat Kuidou was lying on the slope of the house stretching, glancing sideways from time to time, and closing his eyes lazily. Chen Ju is doing military style boxing, and her movements are standard and neat. It seems that her muscles still have the vitality of a young person, but in fact only she knows that she is really starting to get old. In the past, she was light and agile when punching, but now not only her movements are much harder, but her breath is also heavier.
After she finished punching, she took a towel to wipe her sweat, then took out the white chicken that had been refrigerated last night from the refrigerator, cut it in half, and threw it directly onto the room. He complained: "You little beast, you have finally been free for two days without letting me rest, and you still have to serve a little thing like you. Aren't you quite powerful? Why don't you catch mice by yourself? What's the point of staying at my house every day? What's going on?"
The old cat held the chicken in his mouth and ate it up until the skin was gone. He jumped onto the side room with a swish, meowed in the direction of the alley entrance in the distance, and then jumped down with an arrogant expression, and naturally jumped into the arms of Chen Miao, who was about to go out to buy groceries.
The old cat was very heavy, so Chen Miao complained: "Lazy cat, it can't be idle until it's fed enough." But his eyes looked doting as if he were an elder.
At the street corner, a silver-haired old man was squatting in a small square performing monkey tricks. In principle, such people are not allowed to move around in the capital, but tigers also take a nap, let alone the city's comprehensive law enforcement officers who are paid to work.
The monkey weighed about twenty or thirty kilograms and was red all over. Only the top of its head was a tuft of white hair, as if it was wearing a hat. It has long golden eyes, round ears and a pointed mouth, and a set of sharp teeth like two rows of nails densely packed in the mouth. Wearing a suit of fancy armor, he held a pair of hammers in his hands. He was quite tall. If it were hollow, it would be fine. If it were solid, its weight would not be less than the weight of the monkey itself.
The old man drove a dilapidated convertible. The car was parked in a parking space on the side of the road. He defined a range by himself. He erected a stick as thick as a chopstick in the middle, and tied an iron chain as thick as an adult's arm to the end. It is a huge snow mastiff with white fur all over its body. The head is as big as a fighting dog, the body of a tiger is like a wolf and a tiger, the eyes are hanging, the lips are fat, the legs are like pillars, the tail is raised high like a flag pole, and the shoulder height is nearly one meter.
The big dog stood there with a lazy and arrogant expression, as if it was too tired to even move its eyelids.
The old man has silver hair and a slender face. He opens a pair of gray-white eyes and stares blankly in all directions. But it turned out to be a blind man.
He held a boring gong in his hand and muttered words while banging: All things are born, and those who do not raise them are useless and virtuous, and the world is full of conditions. Craftsmen cannot do without virtuous gentlemen. The old and decayed people in Xinye gather and serve. , unpopular, had no choice but to be friends with dogs and monkeys, a blind man can hardly achieve anything, he picked up the meanest beggar for three hundred and sixty years, wandered around the world, made his home all over the world, first arrived in a precious land, and spent all his money. , Youdao is a stubborn person, so I had to set up a small scene and let my little friend perform some tricks for everyone, for the entertainment of all gentlemen, and it is enough to reward the three old men with a full meal.
As soon as the boring gong rang, the monkey began to play with two hammers. He was practicing Tai Chi cannon hammer. I saw this little thing standing in the field. He first clasped his fists and saluted the people around him. After winking, he suddenly raised his two hammers, lifting the weight as if it was light. , rubbing the body back and forth, and started practicing as fast as lightning.
The rhythm of the boring gong is getting faster and faster, and the monkey is getting more and more playful. From time to time, he will throw the hammer into the air and catch it with his hand. The scene is really thrilling and exciting. Everyone cheered one after another. After the monkey finished a set of hammering skills, the old man turned over the boring gong and began to beg for money from all around.
The crowd was indifferent, only a few people put some change into the gong. The old man seemed to be used to this, and sighed: "The scenery in the capital is really good. I think the people in this place are too visionary to look down on this little old man's trick, so I'll leave it to you old and young men." You’re a great actor!”
He put away the boring gong, but took out a steel whip from the tattered convertible. The thing was as thick as a duck egg, with nine sections in total, each section was three inches, and the total length was nine inches and nine. Made of pure iron and fine steel, it weighs no less than fifty kilograms. The old man held it in his hand as if he was holding a lamp grass. He held a few flowers in his hand, and suddenly threw it into the air. The monkey dropped his hammers, jumped in the air, caught the steel whip, and held it with both hands. He stopped, turned around, and ran towards the big dog and smashed it.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the white mastiff quickly ran away. The monkey chased him with a steel whip and broke a brick that the old man had placed on the ground with just one blow.
The old man raised his voice and said: "This is called the sound of putting your hands on the ground. What we are playing is the real thing!"
The white mastiff ran around a wooden stick as thick as a chopstick, with the monkey chasing after him. Several times, the monkey hit the white mastiff with a steel whip, but it smashed the bricks on the ground into pieces. The scene was very funny and shocking.
The old man said: "Dear gentlemen, something bad has happened. I, the Monkey King, encountered a tiger-headed monster. I remembered the past and couldn't stop my hand. This white mastiff is my eyes on the road. If I am caught by this little Once the beast is whipped to death, I will become truly blind. Dear kind-hearted people, please help me to persuade this beast. If you give me a few candies, this little beast will stop. If you don't believe it, throw it away. A few down.”
This was indeed effective, and many curious idlers couldn't help but take out their money and throw it into the venue. The monkey was so proud that when he saw the money, he immediately threw away the steel whip, ran over, picked up the money on the ground, and handed it to the old man.
Chen Miao was passing by the small square with his old cat Kuidou in his arms. He saw crowds gathering and heard the pleasant sound of gongs. Director Chen had nothing to do and unconsciously wanted to go over and take a look at the excitement. At this time, the old cat in his arms suddenly jumped down, bit Mr. Chen's trouser leg and dragged him towards home.
The old man took the money from the little monkey and seemed to be even more excited. He held up the money and shouted, "Xinye artist Guo Chunxiao thanks the gentlemen in the capital for the reward!"
Chen Miao ignored Lao Mao's intentions and insisted on standing in the crowd to watch the excitement. Seeing this scene, he smiled softly and said: "This old gentleman's ability to turn his eyes blindly is a true legend. How can a truly blind man drive?"
The old man's ears were very sharp. When he heard this sentence, he immediately turned to face Chen Miao and said: "It is worthy of being the holy land of humanity at the feet of the emperor. There are many experts. I can't hide this old man's tricks from the real person." , clasped his fists in the direction of Chen Miao, and said: "Taking advantage of your interest, I will perform a show on the White Lion Savior for you, and ask this expert friend to taste it again."
Chen Miao has always had a tough temperament. She has already seen that the entertainer in front of her is unusual, but she has deep confidence in her own security power. She wants to see what tricks the other party wants to play. So watch quietly. The old cat Kuidou pulled her a few times and saw that she refused to move, so he had to squat down in front of her and watch her carefully.
The old man took out the boring gong again and started banging it quickly. The monkey heard the sound and moved, ran over and picked up the hammers and started playing with them again. As the sound of the gong became more and more rapid, the scope of the monkey's practice also continued to expand. He threw the hammer high around the venue and then gently caught it. It looked dangerous and made everyone around him avoid it.
Suddenly, the gong sounded, and the monkey threw the hammer up high, but it seemed to have accidentally thrown a parabola, directly hitting Chen Miao, who stood out among the crowd.
The crowd was in an uproar and fled in horror.
Old Mao Kuidou jumped up in the air to stop the hammer from hitting Chen Miao. At this moment, a white shadow suddenly jumped over. It was the giant white mastiff dog. It threw Chen Miao to the ground, opened its bloody mouth, and bit Chen Miao's collar.
The old performer yelled that it was not good and held up the wooden pole in his hand as a sign of coming to beat the dog. But suddenly, a large cloud of white smoke erupted with him as the center, completely blocking the surrounding sight.
When the smoke cleared and the agents of the Foreign Affairs Bureau who were responsible for secretly protecting Chen Miao rushed over, only the angry old cat with a mouth full of monkey hair and blood was left.
There was an underground manhole cover in the venue. The opponent had already prepared to escape from here. Someone was below to help. When the old cat chased after him, the cover had already been closed. It was entangled by the monkey and couldn't catch up. It was so angry that it scratched hard. Put on the well cover.
When Li Muye heard the news of Chen Miao's disappearance on the way back to Beijing, he was suddenly struck by thunder. Concern led to chaos. Brother Xiaoye, who had always been calm and calm in times of crisis, was almost immediately confused. As soon as he returned to the capital, he hurried to Chen Binghui's office.
Chen Binghui's mood was equally urgent, but after all, he held a high position and could not be as willful as Brother Xiaoye. And he was the first to learn the news. After the initial anger and worry, he has gradually calmed down and is facing this big problem in a relatively rational way.
The importance of Chen Miao is self-evident. To the intelligence community of the Republic, she is not only a hero, but also a key figure who knows countless secrets. Her disappearance means that countless intelligence agents will face unpredictable risks, and it also means that many ongoing investigations, undercover and other work must be stopped immediately. For Chen Binghui and Li Muye, she is still the most important and respected relative.
Li Muye was in a state of confusion. He knew in his heart that this was wrong, but it was difficult to organize his thoughts and analyze the case, so he had to place his hope in Brother Ah Hui.
Chen Binghui said that the other party used extraordinary means, and it must have been done by top-notch people from the Eight Gates of the World. They had the ability to directly assassinate the second sister, but they chose the more troublesome method of capturing her alive. Obviously, they had other purposes. I believe there will be news soon.
He pulled out the clues, and Li Muye had an idea following his words, and said: "The eight gates of the world's Jianghu are nominally outside the Three Realms and not among the Five Elements, but in fact they still maintain inextricable connections with the Jianghu. They didn't know who my mother was before they took action. Now that they know it, they still dare to do it, which means they have a reason to go all out. No matter what the reason is, I have no choice."
Chen Binghui said: "Do you want to take the initiative?"
Li Muye nodded and said: "I know they will deliver the news sooner or later, but others can wait, but I can't afford to wait."
Chen Binghui said: "You have no clues. People in the world have always been secretive. There is a huge crowd. Where are you going to find them?"
Li Muye said: "They have completed the most difficult step. If they wanted to send a message to threaten us, there should have been movement by now. They did not do so, indicating that the other party may have other motives."
Chen Binghui immediately thought of another possibility and said, "You mean the other party's purpose is to lure us into taking the bait?"
Li Muye pondered: "I can't be sure of anything. The only thing I can be sure of is that whether it's a trap or something else, I have no choice. And no matter what the other party's purpose is, this matter will definitely not end here. Maybe They will use more treacherous ways to contact me, and if that's the case, I hope you can give me some time and space to resolve it myself."
Chen Binghui said: "You are the master of the special task force, and you are responsible for both public and private matters..." (End of Chapter)