M Country, Western Seaside, Rose City.
A heavy rain hits this quiet and comfortable city. There are no rows of high-rise buildings, no busy and noisy businesses, and no roaring and busy factories.
There are only spring-like beaches all year round, scattered fishing boats, lush farms all year round, flowery parks and the endless fragrance of roses.
After the heavy rain, the air seemed to have been washed, and the whole city was overwhelmed by the strange fragrance of flowers and fragrant earth. The air was fresh and sweet, with ribbons of fragrance, intoxicating and refreshing...
The setting sun disappears into the rising dark clouds with infinite nostalgia. It struggles until the last ray of light is ruthlessly swallowed up.
The earth fell into darkness, and the moon rose to the treetops. Sometimes it fell into the dark clouds, and sometimes it struggled to shuttle through the gaps. The weak light tirelessly cast into the dark earth.
In the small town, the lights began to flash, and the rows of villas lit up with warm light, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere...
Suddenly, after a gust of wind, the street lamps on both sides of the street were blown to jingle, and with a "pop" sound, the street lamp in front of a villa exploded after a blazing white light.
It went out, and the surroundings fell into deathly silence and darkness...
It was shot with a gun, a gun with a silencer.
"Wow!" A black figure flashed out from one side. He was holding a silenced pistol in his hand. The broken glass under his feet creaked under his feet. He was leaning on the street lamp, leaning on the waist, and shot two fierce rays from his eyes. The cold light casts on a villa in front.
In the villa, an old woman in her 60s was cooking dinner in the kitchen. She moved skillfully and kept stir-frying the vegetables in the wok. The aroma was wafting around in the fragrant air...
The shadow's eyes moved to the living room, where an old man in his 60s was watching TV comfortably. He had gray hair but was energetic. The content of the picture attracted his attention so much that he forgot everything around him.
The shadow secretly rejoiced. Now was the best time to break into the room, and he decided to attack the old man first.
He held the gun and tiptoed to the corner. He bowed and walked softly along the wall. He was looking for a suitable entrance. Suddenly, an open window came into view.
A sneer flashed across the corner of his mouth, he rushed to the window and slowly climbed up the window.
He raised his legs and stepped through the window, shrunk his body, jumped deeply, and jumped into the room.
He raised the gun to his chest, leaned against the wall and slowly walked toward the living room. He was light on his feet and quick in movement, and soon he arrived at the living room.
The old man was still watching the TV with great interest. He was watching an oriental dance with a unique ethnic style. His fingers were tapping rhythmically with the rhythm, and he was completely immersed in it...
He didn't pay any attention to the dark shadow approaching behind him.
The shadow that was already close covered the old man's mouth, and the black muzzle of the gun was pressed against the back of his head.
"Don't move! As long as you make a little sound, your head will explode!" Black Shadow said coldly.
The old man raised his hands in cooperation and followed the black shadow step by step towards a bedroom...
After the two entered the room, the black shadow gently closed the door, then took out the rope from his body and tied the old man tightly.
"Where are you going?" The old woman's voice came from the living room.
The shadow opened the door a small crack and found her holding a plate of dishes and looking around for the old man.
"It's time to eat, your favorite fried pork with celery and shredded fish-flavored pork."
The old woman's voice was mixed with the sound of placing plates.
The shadow's eyes were fixed on the living room, but the old woman was not here. Based on the sound, he judged that she should be in the dining room.
He opened the door slowly, preparing to rush out the moment the old woman turned around and subdue her with one move.
"Cough cough cough..." A rapid cough came, and the old woman's face immediately became serious. She looked in the direction of the cough in horror.
The coughing sound came from the old man. The black shadow was furious and stared at his brain with a gun. He was so frightened that he begged for mercy again and again.
"I have asthma and I don't mean to."
"Shut up! If you say anything again, I'll kill you with one shot!" The shadow's voice was low and stern.
The old woman seemed to have noticed something was wrong. The rapid coughing was the code agreed upon by the two of them. In this place where guns were rampant, they always maintained vigilance and tacit understanding.
She retreated slowly towards a closet, and gently opened the door with one hand, revealing a shotgun. She took off the gun, pulled down the barrel with a click, and found that two shotgun shells had been loaded.
She grabbed a handful of shotgun, held the gun straight, and walked slowly toward the door where the coughing sound came from...
"Who is inside? Otherwise I will shoot!" the old woman said.
There was no tremor in her voice, and she was calm and composed.
"Wow!" The black shadow pointed a gun at the old man's head and flashed out of the room.
"Put down the gun, or I'll shoot your old man's head off." The black shadow said harshly.
"Don't mess around. Just take whatever you want! Don't hurt us!" the old woman begged.
"Put down the gun first!"
"As long as you don't hurt us, I'll put down the gun!"
"Put down the gun and I won't hurt you!" A sneer flashed across the corner of the shadow's mouth.
"Don't put down the gun. If you put down the gun, we will all die!" the old man reminded loudly, "Have you forgotten the Jones couple in the next town? They were shot after being robbed because they saw the murderer's face. face."
The old woman looked at the black shadow and found that he was not wearing a mask or mask, and his face was completely exposed to their gazes.
"Listen, I'm just asking for money. I heard that you recently received a huge bonus. I only want a part of it. I won't hurt anyone." The shadow raised his voice.
"Don't believe him. If you put down the gun, we will all be dead!" the old man roared.
"Shut up, you old fool!"
The old woman hesitated, but she never put down the gun in her hand. The two sides fell into a confrontation, and the room was filled with deathly silence...
The moon rises high, the dark clouds disperse, and the dark blue sky is dotted with stars. The bright moonlight casts on the town, as if it is covered with a silver coat, silent and solemn, and the dark fragrance of flowers permeates the green trees. On the shady streets and on the grass in the courtyard, the faint fragrance is...
A man in his 30s stretched in front of his laptop, his eyes still staring at the computer screen, which showed a complex string of codes.
He shook his head, deleted the code he had just written, closed the computer with a tired look, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, turned and walked towards the courtyard...
"Bang!" A ball of orange fire rose up under the silvery moonlight. The man lit the cigarette, looked into the distance, and puffed out a long stream of smoke from his mouth happily.
Suddenly, his eyes stopped at a window of the villa opposite. He saw a woman-like person holding a gun and pointing it at a man in black. The man put the gun on the head of an old man with thinning hair. .
His smoking hand stopped in the air, and a trace of horror flashed across his face. After a moment, he dropped the cigarette, stamped it out hard, turned around and ran towards the house.
After a while, he rushed out of the house with a long gun in his hand and ran towards the villa opposite...
"I'll give you 5 seconds to think about it. If you don't put down the gun, I'll send your old man to heaven!" Heiying said with fierce eyes and a ferocious face.
The old woman stared at the old man in astonishment, and her face became frightened. She involuntarily held the gun. Her intuition told her that putting down the gun would mean death for both of them. She gritted her teeth, gasped, and lowered the gun slightly. Shen's gun was raised.
"5"
"4"
"3"
The black shadow stared at her fiercely while counting, his finger pressed on the trigger...
The old woman's face was pale and stern, and the sweat on her forehead slowly fell from the corners of her eyes...
"2"
Her eyes were wide open and she stared intently at the black shadow's finger that was already pressed on the trigger. She took a deep breath and pressed her index finger firmly on the trigger...
"1"
The black shadow trailed off, only to hear a "clang", and a figure broke through the door. Then, a man holding a long gun flashed out of the corridor, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the black shadow.
The person coming was none other than the IT man who was smoking just now.
"I've called the police. Be sensible, release the hostages, and put down the gun!" The IT man's voice was low and stern.
The black shadow lifted the old man to the right and stood between him and the IT man, his face looking frightened and panicked.
"It's 2:1 now. You have no chance of winning. Just do as I say! Otherwise..." The IT man's eyes were cold.
The black shadow flashed with anger, raised the muzzle of the gun, pointed it at the IT man who was talking, "bang bang bang..." and fired several shots.
The IT man instinctively dodged back, "Bang!" His gun also fired, and the upward-cocked gun hit the vase in the ancient shelf on the upper right side of the black shadow.
In an instant, the vase exploded, and among the debris flying, the black shadow's hand that grabbed the old man instinctively protected his head. The old man seized the opportunity and fell to the ground.
"Bang!" A dull gunshot sounded, and the black figure turned to look at the old woman in horror. She was holding a gun with a fearful and frightened expression, and blue smoke was rising from the muzzle of her gun.
The black shadow's face twitched suddenly, he shook his body a few times, fell to the ground, and died.
Two shotgun blasts hit him in the back and waist.
The old woman threw away the gun and found that the IT man had fallen to the ground. She ran over quickly, and the old man ran over as well, and the two of them worked together to pick him up.
Suddenly, the old man felt his palms warm. He opened his hands and found blood staining his palms.
The IT man was shot, a bullet hitting his heart.
Outside the window, police lights flashed, and the police arrived.
Two policemen walked into the living room, looked at the two bodies, and then came to them and took notes.
The two old men later learned that the man who rescued them worked at an Internet company and had just moved to this town yesterday.
In the apartment, Yamaguchi Masako was taking a shower. Suddenly, a "beep-beep-beep" sound sounded on her arm, and the invisible smart watch on her arm started up.
She turned on her watch and an encrypted message was sent. The sender was Wu Yijun.
Information content: The oriental man you described is called Yang Ziqi. He is the person in charge of the controllable nuclear fusion project of Anhe Company and the chief engineer. He will find you.
Masako smiled knowingly, turned off her smart watch, turned on the shower and continued taking a bath...
About 5 minutes later, a quick ringing of the doorbell rang. Masako put on her yukata and walked towards the door. Through the surveillance camera, she saw a young man with high myopia glasses appearing at the door.
The person who came was 28 or 9 years old, thin and fair, with an eye-catching tuft of white hair on his forehead. She understood that this person was Yang Ziqi.
She opened the door and Yang Ziqi stood in front of her holding a bouquet of white flowers.
His eyes were surprised, and he stared at Masako blankly, and then glanced around the apartment, with a look of doubt on his face.
"Excuse me, does Ms. Yamaguchi Masako live here?"
"Yes, I am."
He looked at her in shock, as if he didn't believe that the Western-looking woman in front of him was the Yamaguchi Masako he was looking for.
"Oh, I had plastic surgery. The face you see is based on my idol..." Masako waved her hand, "I am Yamaguchi Masako."
Yang Ziqi smiled: "Can I come in and talk?"
"Of course, please come in."
The two of them walked into the house. Masako poured a glass of water and handed it to him. He put down the water glass and looked at her solemnly.
He handed the white flowers in his hand to her, with sad and solemn eyes: "On behalf of my parents, I would like to express my gratitude to your brother Yamaguchi Sadsuke for heroically saving my parents' lives. I express my deepest gratitude for his death." Deeply condolences.”
After Yang Ziqi finished speaking, he bowed deeply to Masako and maintained the bowing posture for a long time.
Masako's face was pale and stiff. She staggered back and sat down on the stool, two lines of tears bursting out of her eyes...
"He is my only brother, the only relative in this world." Masako's voice was sad and weak, and her tears rolled down like broken beads...
Yang Ziqi slowly straightened up. His face was heavy, with sympathy and sorrow lingering on his face.
"I am older than you. From now on, I will be your brother."
Masako stopped sobbing, she raised her head, looked at him with teary eyes, looked at him silently, and then nodded heavily.
The Yamaguchi Sadsuke mentioned by Yang Ziqi is the IT man who fought bravely against gangsters, and the elderly couple are naturally his parents.
After the police finished taking notes on the elderly couple, they took away the bodies. The police car stopped in a deserted place. They pulled the bodies out of the trunk. After opening the body bags, the two bodies came back to life.
The gangsters and IT men are all agents of the Crisis Planning Agency dispatched by Wu Yijun, including the police.
The two shotgun rounds that hit the "gangster" were secretly loaded by agents who sneaked into the room in advance. Of course, they were blank rounds.
