The man was carrying a gun on his shoulder and wearing a pair of huge sunglasses on his face. He watched from a distance. In less than three minutes, the Return to Zero team cleaned up the scene without anyone noticing.
Most of the man's face was under the sunglasses. It was impossible to tell how old he was. His face was sharp and angular, but not too hard. He had a pair of slender and beautiful hands like a pianist. He leaned against the corner of the wall, lit a cigarette, and was as leisurely as if he woke up from a nap on a sunny afternoon and was idly leaning against the head of the bed—as leisurely as if the person just now hadn't been killed by him.
At this moment, the mobile phone in his arms rang. The vibrating notification tone was not turned off. It vibrated for a while, and then the ringtone rang. He was dressed like the man in black in the Matrix, but the ringtone he used was "Love For some reason, the Divine Comedy of Buying and Selling gave me a bit of a knock-off look.
The sniper with peculiar taste slowly exhaled smoke rings, admired his unique mobile phone ringtone for a while, and seemed to hum a few words along with it. After a long time, he picked it up and let out a lazy "um".
There was silence for a while, and a deep male voice came: "'11235', can you change the ringtone, don't let me listen to the mouse loves rice for so long?"
"You don't have to call if you don't want to hear it. We both save phone bills." The sniper number 11235 pinched the cigarette butt that was burning out, twisted it on the wall, took out a large bag, and packed the sniper rifle. Then he threw the bag over his shoulders like he was carrying an acoustic guitar, took off the sunglasses and pinned it to his chest, and then unbuttoned the tightly buttoned coat, revealing the inner lining with one piece after another of very non-mainstream patches There are also half-worn colorful shirts. Then, he bent down and rolled up his trouser legs, and the two trouser legs hung on his feet, one long and the other short, revealing a pair of obviously different socks underneath and pirated sneakers with "NIKE" written as "NICE". From a "man in black" to a young man selling pirated CDs at the subway entrance.
He took another cigarette out of the cigarette case, took out a lighter that sold for one yuan in the supermarket with one hand, lit it, and said as he walked, "Don't worry, I didn't kill you." That 'baby'."
The man at the other end paused slightly: "Why, did you see him?"
11235 sneered: "As if you don't know, why are you calling me if you don't know? Are we okay to communicate and chat about the weather? Don't worry, the weather forecast says it will be fine today..."
A muffled thunder sounded in the sky, and 11235 said: "...the sun's."
"What do you think of him?"
11235 said vaguely: "What else can I do, just like the group of stamped idiots in your lab."
"No, you don't understand," said the man on the other end of the phone, "he is not like Lan Yin, he is perfect, has a complete metabolic system, and is a masterpiece that can separate exogenous and endogenous emotions. It may represent a brand new possibility of human evolution... "
11235 listened expressionlessly to the other party's nagging for a long time like a pyramid scheme, and responded indifferently: "So what, I won't buy it."
The man on the other end of the phone: "..."
11235 showed an inconspicuous smile on his face: "I want to report to you, you tell the old man, just say that my mission is completed, the damned ones are not alive, and the damned ones will jump around in the future, it's okay to hang up, I'm going Do a part-time job, don't block my way of making money."
After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone neatly, turned off the phone, swaggered into the subway entrance, opened the large bag with the sniper rifle hidden in it from the other side, took out a guitar from it, cleared his throat, squeezed There was a subway heading towards the train station, showing a silly and cheap smile: "Today, I will bring you an old song, I hope you like it, if you have change, please give me material support, if you don't have change, give it to me." Applause, thank you, thank you for coming."
His voice was actually very moving, and he sang an old song that was quite old, walking around in the carriage, he really made some money. His serial number is 11235, which is the fastest and most perfect gun in the world, and he doesn't have that ridiculous poke on his body. Of course, at this time, he doesn't know yet. A man who jumps up and down with a gun will become his old enemy in the future.
There is always some fate in the world, and the word "evil" should be added in front of it.
According to the address that Su Qing and the others brought back, the Return to Zero team organized an armed force as quickly as possible, but after going there, they still found that the other party had gone to the building and opened the door. A few pieces of information, it can be seen that it has just been transferred.
The moment they rushed in, the rings on the wrists of all the corpses split at the same time and turned gray. It's a pity that Su Qing couldn't join the team this time, and none of them could hear the mystery of the rings.
What about Su Qing? The wound on his hand has been bandaged, and the bruise on his chin has also been slightly treated, and he is writing an examination in his own room at the headquarters of the Zero team. Tu Tutu, who came back from Professor Cheng's get out of class, walked in with his head poking around, observed his guardian's unusual appearance, leaned over and said flatteringly, "Uncle Su, are you busy?"
Su Qing was typing quickly, as if he didn't even need to think about those words, as if they came from the bottom of his heart, he responded without raising his head.
"I still have to write something."
Tu Tutu ran over patteringly, leaned over Su Qing's shoulder and glanced at it, and saw a line pop up quickly on Su Qing's laptop screen, "This is an act of disrupting organizational discipline, although it did not cause serious consequences. But the circumstances are still very serious, what is the discipline?"
What followed was hundreds of words of recurring definitions and nonsense discussions, and then began to quote scriptures: "A Chairman said... B Leader said... C ancestors said... D Master said..."
Tu Tutu's eyes widened, and he admired Su Qing even more in his heart, thinking that my uncle is really full of knowledge, and he doesn't need to draft so many famous quotes, awesome! I couldn't help but ask in a voice full of awe: "Uncle, where did you memorize all this? That's it, isn't writing a joke?"
Su Qing Fanfei's fingers paused for a moment, and then she said without changing her face: "Oh, I can't find it in the book, it's all dictated by them."
Tu Tutu admired him even more, thinking that he could even find the dictated things, he was no longer a cow, but a god!
That night, more than a dozen corpses were dragged back. The technical department and the medical department were busy confirming the identity of the corpses and researching the seized materials. Hu Bugui strolled to Su Qing's door, stood there for a while without knocking on the door, and walked around in a small area.
Suddenly, the door was opened from the inside, and Su Qingzao heard him circling around the door like a donkey pulling a mill, so she poked her head out: "Captain Hu, I'm sorry, the inspection is only a thousand or two thousand words short, immediately. It'll be fine right away."
The 30,000-character examination was almost finished in half a day, and this person still injured one hand. Hu Bugui found that he had underestimated Su Qing's level of nonsense, his eyes slowly lowered, and then fell on the bruise on the opponent's chin, Su Qing's complexion was fairer, so the bruise appeared more obvious, Hu Bugui Gui's gaze sank, and he couldn't help but reached out and rubbed his chin: "Does it still hurt?"
It still hurts, but that's not the point. Just when Hu Bugui's rough fingers were gently brushing Su Qing's skin, one of them didn't pay attention, and his fingertips rubbed against the corner of Su Qing's mouth. The skin at the corner of the mouth was very thin, as if a small cluster of sparks had exploded faintly. As if coming out, the two of them paused at the same time, feeling that this action was a bit...excessive.
At this moment, Tu Tutu ran out barefoot in duckling pajamas after taking a shower, shouting, "Uncle Su Huang, you should tell me..."
Then he noticed the movement of the big guy surnamed Hu, and he stopped, raised his head, blinked his eyes and looked at this and that, turned around very calmly, and took his storybook from where Where did he come and go, and said: "Oh haha, you are busy, forget it, I will go and close the door of my room."
Hu Bugui withdrew his hand in a little embarrassment, and unconsciously curled his fingertips into the palm of his hand.
Su Qing coughed dryly: "I'm not well educated, just laugh at me."
Hu Bugui lowered his head, and after a while, he said in a muffled voice, "I'm a little anxious about today's daytime..."
Su Qing immediately realized what his current boss was here for, and quickly said: "No, no, it's my fault, Captain Hu, I know I'm a tough guy sometimes, so don't be polite... No, mine It means you don’t have to feel bad about it.”
"No matter what, I shouldn't do it."
"It's okay, I have rough skin and thick flesh."
"..." Hu Bugui paused, "I'm sorry."
Su Qing looked at him with an exaggeratedly flattered expression.
Hu Bugui smiled wryly: "Don't be so reckless in the future, we are a team, we will discuss and take care of anything, it is not our style to fight alone."
Su Qing immediately made a promise: "Yes, next time I will definitely not make things difficult for the organization."
Hu Bugui looked at his sincere face, and felt that he had nothing to say, so he nodded: "You go to bed early, and if you need to go out tomorrow weekend, I will send you a car."
Su Qing said: "No problem, I promise to complete the inspection before tomorrow."
Hu Bugui seemed to smile slightly: "It doesn't matter to check, you just need to remember your promise."
Su Qing pointed to the sky and swore: "Please the party and the people trust me."
Hu Bugui said: "Well, I believe it." After speaking, his eyes paused on his chin, and then he turned and left.
Su Qing closed the door behind him, thinking to herself whether it's true or not, do you dare to believe my words
Then he frowned, and raised his hand to touch his chin, feeling that he was so busy and dizzy these days, that he should find someone to "relax" for a while.
Hu Bugui... Su Qing shook her head, sighed, and then pondered, that person has a good figure, but is it a violation of discipline to hook up with him now
Tsk, it's really troublesome, so let's forget it.