The Professional Three Views Rectifier [Book Transmigration]

Chapter 66

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"… What?"

Shen Kong was stunned for a moment, and after taking an extra half second to process the information he heard, he narrowed his eyes dangerously:

"Did you hire these people?"

Han Li stared at Shen Kong above him intently. He nodded, his expression even considered happy.

Shen Kong frowned in confusion and asked, "...Is there something wrong with you?"

Han Li's dark eyes stared intently at Shen Kong above him, seeming to think carefully for a while before he answered seriously;

“Does lovesickness count?”

Shen Kong: "..."

At this moment, the dense footsteps in the corridor suddenly became quiet. Even without thinking, you knew that they were blocking the door with guns and ammunition. Since the last wave of the team was wiped out, they became cautious, so they were trying to find out. Before the situation inside the door, they dared not break in directly. This calm before the storm is only temporary. Once the order is given again in the earphone, they will attack without hesitation.

Now is not the time for small talk.

Shen Kong stood up, then stretched out his hand to pull Han Li up from the ground, and asked urgently: "Is there any other way out of here?"

Han Li nodded slightly, then limped towards the back of the table.

He entered a few numbers on the safe on the wall with his fingers. He heard a beeping sound and an obvious shape sank into the wall beside him. He stretched out his hand and pushed, revealing a secret door hidden behind the wall.

The command to break the door came from the sizzling sound of electricity in the earphones.

With a stern look on her face, Shen Kong pulled Han Li and slid into the small, dark space behind the door. The secret door on the wall closed behind them, blocking out the sudden sound of the door panel breaking.

The secret door was obviously designed only for one person, but now two adult men of normal size were suddenly inserted into it, making it suddenly become a bit crowded.

Shen Kong listened intently to the movement outside the secret door for a while, and then asked in a voice so low that only his breath could be heard:

"Where does this secret door lead to?"

The other party didn't answer immediately. Shen Kong couldn't help but turn his head slightly in confusion, but felt his lips inadvertently brush against a piece of soft skin.

He paused.

Only then did Shen Kong realize in hindsight how close they were to each other in this small space.

They were chest to chest, trapped in a semi-enclosed space formed by the walls on both sides and above their heads. In the darkness, they could only hear each other's rising breathing rhythm and heartbeats, and they could even feel the undulating lines of each other's bodies and the tension caused by tension. The muscles of the body suddenly increased due to exercise. The heat of the human body spread through the thin clothes, almost evaporating the entire space with an astonishing high heat.

Shen Kong leaned back uncomfortably, but was stopped by the wall behind him.

He had never been so close to others during missions before. They huddled together in extremely severe situations, perhaps just to prevent the loss of body temperature, or perhaps to reduce the exposure area as much as possible-but, no one It was the first time he felt something was wrong like this.

The distance between them was so close that they could almost feel every movement of the other's body, and Shen Kong's flinch was naturally included.

Han Li suddenly came closer.

Cold and dry lips pressed tightly against Shen Kong's with burning breath. The sudden increase in adrenaline and male hormones made both of them equally aggressive. Shen Kong raised his hand and pinched Han Li's neck, holding him and himself She forced the distance away and whispered in his ear: "Don't be crazy."

Han Li laughed hoarsely, tilted his head obediently and leaned against the wall behind him, and whispered:

"Seven years."

Shen Kong was stunned for a moment, and instantly realized the meaning of Han Li's words.

Han Li's voice was very calm, without much emotion: "I did what you asked for, but you never showed up."

Shen Kong didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Han Li's soft neck pressed tightly against Shen Kong's palm. He could feel the up and down movement of Han Li's Adam's apple and the vibration of his vocal cords when he spoke. He could even feel the frequency of the pulse of arteries under the skin and the faint sound of blood surging. , all the tiny details are magnified in the dark and narrow space, so clearly transmitted to Shen Kong's fingertips, so fragile, fresh, and full of vitality.

In the weak and dim light, Shen Kong could see the other person's eyes flashing in the darkness, and the sound vibration came from the neck under the palm of his hand again. Shen Kong couldn't tell whether it was his ears or the voice that was listening. Passed through their bodies fitting each other:

"You may not know that since I met you a long time ago, I will have a very realistic dream. The world in the dream is very similar to reality. The only difference is... without you. After comparing the dream with reality, I I find that you appear every time when I encounter a turning point in my life—I can’t even control my fantasy that maybe you are here just for me.”

Han Li raised his hand and held Shen Kong's wrist. His cold fingertips gently touched the back of his hand, fingers, and fingertips, and his deep voice was almost lingering:

"Look, I guessed it right, you really came for me."

Shen Kong grabbed Han Li's rebellious finger with his backhand:

"Then now that you've seen me, cancel the mission."

Han Li smiled: "If I can solve the situation myself, what is it called a dead end? The money has been prepaid anonymously from an overseas account and cannot be cancelled. The completion rate of this organization internationally is 100%. It will not be until the mission target dies. Will stop."

Shen Kong: "..."

After being silent for a while, he finally asked in disbelief:

"What if I don't show up?"

Han Li clasped his fingers tightly into Shen Kong's fingers, intertwined with his, and continued in an understatement: "Then I lose the bet."

He paused and continued: "But it doesn't matter. My will was notarized a few years ago, and arrangements have been made for the distribution of equity and property. All properties after my death will be established as a charitable foundation. —You see, I am still doing good things even after death.”

The final sound of Han Li rises, as if he is asking for credit.

Shen Kong didn't know how he felt in his heart now.

That strange feeling I had ignored when I saw the form at studio headquarters resurfaced.

It was as if a sharp knife had pried open his heart and poured something highly corrosive into it. The dissolving process was hot and painful. Shen Kong wanted to be angry, to break his bones and tear apart his flesh. Let him bleed and ache like himself. But another strange emotion abruptly restrained his movements, pulling him back from the edge of violence.

Shen Kong ground his molars and suppressed the terrible emotions rolling in his heart.

Now is really not the time to settle old scores.

He pried Han Li's fingers apart, and then began to concentrate on thinking about possible countermeasures.

Although the sound outside the secret door has disappeared, it is obvious that there is no second exit inside the door. Since it is a professional organization, they will definitely leave people to guard the entrance and exit. In addition, there are at least two more people guarding outside the building. The sniper made the two people's current state really awkward. Shen Kong frowned and asked, "Where are your subordinates? Can you contact them?"

Han Li lowered his eyes and glanced at Shen Kong's withdrawn hand:

"It was reorganized and disbanded seven years ago. Although the doorways are indeed still there, but..."

Han Li paused, and then continued lightly: "But my personal mobile phone was monitored and located, so I just put it on my desk and didn't take it with me."

Shen Kong suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart: "How could your personal mobile phone be hacked? How did you do your security work?"

The next second, his guess came true - "I leaked it."

Shen Kong: "..."

This man really didn't leave any escape route for himself.

Shen Kong took a deep breath, turned his gaze to the passage extending into the darkness beside him, and raised his eyebrows: "Where is this place? Where does it lead to?"

"garden."

"Does anyone else know this road?"

Han Li shook his head. In such a narrow space, Shen Kong could even feel the itch when his hair brushed against his chin: "This passage was designed and built in secret. It cannot be found even on the blueprint."

Although this exit is still within the danger range, at least there are no snipers and action teams stationed there. In addition, the other party should not have discovered that their communicator has been stolen yet, so the chance of success is still very high.

—You can’t ask for too much at this time.

Shen Kong nodded and said concisely:

"Follow closely."

As he spoke, he dexterously turned slightly sideways, staggered away from Han Li, and then stepped into the dark and narrow passage first.

Han Li stared at Shen Kong's back, which was almost integrated into the darkness. His dark eyes narrowed slightly. The aggression and desire for dominance that had been deliberately suppressed suddenly overflowed, like dark sea waves, rolling with dangerous waves. , he blinked, suppressed the deep emotions in his eyes, and then followed Shen Kong forward.

After about ten minutes, the passage reached the end.

There was silence in the garden. The night wind blew the trees and made a thin rustling sound. The search instructions in the earphones continued uninterrupted. It seemed that they were still looking for traces of Han Li. After Shen Kong's careful and cautious reconnaissance, the look on his face He became slightly solemn.

Although it seems calm, there are people patrolling the several exits and the main road.

Surveillance seems to have been cut off long ago, and the area has almost become a breeding ground for instability.

Shen Kong briefly observed the layout of the garden, then turned around and told Han Li to wait for him here. Before Han Li could say anything to stop him, he disappeared among the lush branches and leaves like a fish swimming in water. It was so dexterous that it barely made any sound.

Han Li's face was as dark as water, and he slowly retracted his hand that was still in mid-air.

Three minutes later.

The piercing fire alarm sounded throughout the building, and the cocktail party in the hall was instantly disrupted. The panicked crowd and servants rushed out of the building. The surging crowd instantly broke away the tranquility and privacy in the garden. The panicked members of the upper class began to ask what happened and whether there was a fire. Drivers waiting on the street drove to the door.

Creating chaos is the easiest way to become invisible.

Han Li waited quietly.

Suddenly, there was a slight noise in the trees in front of him, and the tall man jumped out of the intertwined branches of the forest. The air seemed to be filled with the smoke of steel and blood, and his sharp eyebrows looked indifferent in the moonlight. Alienation seemed like some deadly and dangerous cold weapon, but he stretched out his hand:

"Walk."

As if he was bewitched, Han Li was in a daze for a moment, then raised his hand and grasped the hand hanging in the air.

Like finding a treasure.

The author has something to say: This pair is probably the most suitable CP for S and M that I have ever written.