The atmosphere in the private reception room of the Paradise Hall was tense. Sakurai Kogure pointed the muzzle of the gun at the man's forehead. The result of catching a bullet at this distance is usually only one. For details, please refer to Huaqiang Pigua.
But there was no trace of panic in the man's expression. It was just that Sakurai Kogure made a bet: "I bet an ocean that your gun has no bullets." Sakurai Kogure had no intention of answering the conversation and just pointed the gun at the man. :"who are you?"
"It seems that Kazama Liuli is very obedient and didn't tell you about me..." The man shrugged.
"But that's right. If you knew my identity, I'd probably be a dead person by now." Sakurai Kogure frowned more and more.
To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't figure out this guy's whereabouts and just pointed at the name Kazama Ruri, Sakurai Kogure would have shot him and made him lie down.
The other party knew Kazama Ruri's identity, which meant that Kazama Ruri was at risk of being exposed. However, there is one thing that even Sakurai Kogure herself does not realize: she is stopping herself, her instinct is warning, and she subconsciously thinks that shooting may not be useful.
There were messy footsteps outside the room, and the sound seemed to surround the entire room. The man walked around the room holding Sakurai Kogure's gun.
There are precious white porcelain vases placed in the four corners of the room. The mouths of the bottles are themed after the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and several representative flowers are inserted there. The walls around the room are very shiny, and they are not covered with ceramic tiles. But the black crystal was cut into the same small pieces and then spliced together... the entire four walls!
Really rich. The man was speechless, then casually sat on the sofa in the room, looking at Sakurai Kogure who did not let down his guard at all: "What you should do now is to inform your boss as soon as possible instead of staring at me here. Of course, You can test my endurance if you want, but I can't guarantee the consequences." The man's words made Sakurai Kogure feel a chill all over her body. She wanted to pull the trigger, but she accidentally put down the pistol and turned around to walk towards the room. Door.
"That's right," the man said suddenly,
"You don't have an ocean on your body, so this thing is lost to me as an ocean." The man held a ruby pendant with two fingers and showed it to Sakurai Kogure.
That pendant...why does it look so familiar? Wait, aren’t these my own earrings? ? Sakurai Kogure quickly touched both ears and found that the earring on the right had disappeared at some point!
when! ? Sakurai Kogure tried hard to recall, but she couldn't find anything wrong! Her bloodline level is not high, but she can sit in the position of the dragons and horses of the fierce ghosts, which shows that she is actually a good hand, and her speech spirit can still sense the wind dance of the air... In this case, she touched it unknowingly Even the young master of the Sheqiba family might not be able to take away her earrings!
Sakurai Kogure was shocked: the opponent's strength far exceeded her expectations. However, he was relieved: the other party did not kill directly, which meant that the other party was not necessarily evil, and there was still room for turning around.
Sakurai Kogure is a smart woman. If a man opens his mouth to meet his boss and even mentions Kazama Ruri's name, it means that the other person is prepared. If the other person is not kind, then he is not the one sitting here now. , but Amaterasu of the Snake Qihachi family.
After thinking for a moment, Sakurai Kogure reacted, bowed deeply to the man, and then exited the room.
Standing outside the door, Sakurai Kogure picked up the pistol and unloaded the magazine... Sure enough, there was not a single bullet left, not even the one that had been loaded in advance.
This is definitely not because Sakurai Kogure forgot to load the bullets. She habitually checks and replaces the bullets in the gun every day to ensure that there will be no mistakes.
The only explanation is... the man in the room. Things here are beyond her ability to handle.
Go find the young master. After instructing the strong men in black who surrounded the room to keep an eye on the room and not allowing anyone to enter or exit, Sakurai Kogure returned to the hall.
The place is still lively, like a pot of boiling porridge. The roulette machine is spinning; the dice are tumbling in the dice; the croupiers are
Pai Gow is being built in a "swish" manner with skillful techniques; blue veins appear on the foreheads of the gamblers playing Texas Hold'em, rubbing the cards excitedly; the steel balls are colliding like crazy in the pachinko machine, and the clear and crisp sound is deafening. , filling the entire space.
It should be said that it is more noisy here. After witnessing the man being taken away by the glamorous female manager, all the guests felt like they had been given a shot of stimulant, and everyone wanted to be next.
The reappearance of Sakurai Kogure attracted everyone's attention, and the old guys who coveted the female manager gathered around again.
But this time, Sakurai Kogure didn't even bother to speak in Mandarin. She dispersed the crowd and walked straight into the gold foil-encrusted elevator in the center of the hall.
Elevator to the top floor. Sakurai Kogure took off her high heels and stood on tiptoe with her stockinged feet, stepping lightly on the white tatami without making any sound.
But a voice came from the room inside: "In the shade of the bamboo forest, beside the small river, I can't see your face, but I am willing to see your shadow." This passage comes from "The Tale of Genji" and describes Aoihime's peerless appearance.
The singing voice is gentle and graceful, like orioles coming out of the valley, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves. Even though there were urgent matters now, Sakurai Kogure still did not disturb the singer's enjoyment.
Until the end of the song, Sakurai Kogure did not come forward, and she heard the person inside said: "Come in." Sakurai Kogure opened the door and walked into the room. There was no trace of a man at all - Japan's No. 1 man A cowherd, Ruri Kazama, was kneeling in the center of the room wearing a Noh opera costume.
Sakurai Kogure has followed Kazama Ruri for many years, so she naturally recognizes this costume as Aoihime. Aoihime, the heroine of "The Tale of Genji". In the story, Aoihime is the daughter of Minister Zuo and the wife of the male protagonist Hikaru Genji.
The original text says that Aoihime has a noble temperament, a cold personality, a dignified and stable appearance, and a beautiful face. She is the most noble person in the book. The male protagonist Guang Genji said that she
"There is no flaw at all." And after Kazama Ruri put on Aoi-hime's costume, there was no flaw at all, as if Aoi-hime was reincarnated.
"What happened?" Kazama Ruri's voice was gentle. He had always been like this. Whenever he played any role, he still retained the same feeling after it was over. Just like he is now, he is still Kui Ji.
Sakurai Kogure tried her best to accommodate Kazama Ruri: "Someone wants to see you."
"who?"
"I don't know."
"I don't know?" Sakurai Kogure said: "He is very strong, but he has a strange face that I have never seen before." This sentence means that the other party is not a strong person from the Snake Qihachi family, because Sakurai Kogure has seen those people before.
Kazama Ruri nodded. She thought for a while and then said: "The man told me that it seems that Fengjian Liuli is very obedient and did not tell you about me... But that's right. If you knew my identity, I would be a dead person by now. , that’s what he said.” Kazama Ruri was out of character for a moment.
He probably guessed the identity of the other party. He lowered his eyebrows and thought for a moment: "Has the king given you any instructions recently?" Sakurai Kogure said: "He recruited two-thirds of the ghosts to gather in Tokyo for an unknown purpose." Kazama Liuli nodded: "Bring him up."
"Yes." Sakurai Kogure never had any doubts about Kazama Ruri's decision. ——At the same time, the surface of the Sea of Japan was gloomy, with no moonlight at all, and it felt like a storm was about to come.
Everyone on the ship had already changed into waterproof combat uniforms. The surface of the combat uniform is made of extremely thin and fine metal mesh. The electrostatic barrier formed by this thing can help them resist the mental impact of the embryo.
Fingel asked: "Then how do we go down? Don't tell me to dive hard! The depth of 8,000 meters is almost as deep as the Mariana Trench. The pressure there can crush us into meat patties. It’s not too much to throw into finger cakes.”
"Indeed," Chu Zihang nodded,
"The depth of 8,000 meters is considered one of the extreme areas on earth. As far as I know, in human history, there is only one manned submersible that can dive to that depth."
"The deep submersible 'Drieste' in 1960 dived to a depth of 10 meters. At that time, it was only 5 meters from the bottom of the Mariana Trench. It was the closest to the Earth's core in human history." Kai Sa took over what Chu Zihang said.
"It leads human technology for at least half a century. Until now, there is no deep submersible that can surpass it. The most cutting-edge submersibles currently manufactured by humans are only 6,000-meter manned diving equipment, which can only reach ' The Trieste's limit is about half." Caesar clapped his hands, and with his applause, the rumble of the motor came from high up.
The newly installed giant crane on the Monyach slowly lowered a huge object covered with black dustproof cloth to Caesar.
Caesar violently tore off the dustproof cloth, revealing a 15-meter-long special-shaped submarine, painted white, with a huge red dot in the middle, like a national flag!
"Ladies and gentlemen!" Caesar's voice was loud and proud,
"What you are seeing is the Trieste, a legend in the history of human deep-sea exploration!" The dramatic change made Fingel and Chu Zihang look at each other. Caesar did not mention this matter before coming. .
Fingel went up and patted the hull of the submarine. His voice was dull and it didn't look like an empty cabin inside: "This thing that looks like a baguette...can it go down to the bottom of the sea?"
"To be precise, it's the only one that can do it!" Caesar folded his arms and beamed: "It was with this deep submersible that mankind achieved that miraculous underwater exploration! This is not a replica, but a prototype! The legendary hero Picard and his son sat on it and set a manned diving record that cannot be broken to this day, leading human technology for half a century!"
"Boss, you are so tempting, as if you are planning to sell this scrap to us..." Fingel scratched his head.
"Where did you get this crap?" Caesar's face was a little dark: "It is a collection of the Gattuso family. After the deep dive was completed in 1960, this thing was useless, so the Gattuso family bought it."
"It turns out that someone sold him to your family as junk." Fingel nodded to show that he understood.
"What rags?" Caesar frowned,
"It is a masterpiece in the history of human science and technology! As precious as the Apollo lunar module!"
"Isn't it at the Naval Museum in Washington?" Chu Zihang said,
"That's what the information says."
"The ones in the Naval Museum are replicas! This one is the original!" Caesar pointed to the obvious cracks in the boat.
"Look here, this crack looks like it was left by Picard and his son when they hit the sea when they came up. It was this crack that almost killed them. This cannot be faked!" Fingel was just about to say, boss, you are doing this with your tone. Just like the treasure appraisal column, he suddenly remembered something fatal, and the corners of his eyes twitched: "Hey... Boss, you didn't want us to make this scarred thing and sink it to the bottom of the sea, right?"
"The equipment department has repaired it," Caesar said.
"If you have something to say, you won't dare to sit down, okay!" Fingel said loudly,
"This thing is older than my father in years! Just because you were able to open a monument with both hands when you were young doesn't mean you won't have a herniated disc when you are old, boss! Has anyone been responsible for maintaining this thing in the past sixty years? "
"Of course! It has been placed in the diving museum funded by Gattuso's family, and a dedicated person is responsible for its maintenance every year." Caesar said firmly.
"How to maintain it?" Caesar hesitated: "The main thing is to change the paint. For example, when China and Italy established diplomatic relations, we painted it red..."
"Red flag?" Caesar nodded,
“Then the year Picasso passed away, we asked designers from GUccI to recreate Picasso’s classic work ‘Les Demoiselles d’Avignon’.”
"What happens next?"
"We painted Madonna's logo on her world tour in 2006."
"Madonna's logo?"
"That's what she's wearing..."
"Okay, don't say any more.
"Yuan Zhisheng interrupted. The most unreliable person on the ship besides him was the homeless man who had repeated eight years of grade. To be honest, this guy was Yuan Zhisheng when he went to Kassel as a trainee. I'm a senior now, but I didn't expect it to be the same now. This was already unreliable, but I didn't expect there would be something even more unreliable. The key is that this person is still Caesar. Yuan Zhisheng glanced at Chu Zihang, who had a cold face next to him. When he was thinking that the whole army was not wiped out, Xia Mi held Chu Zihang's hand. Yuan Zhisheng: ...God, can you give me a normal person!? Yuan Zhisheng felt desperate. I always felt that if I continued to chat with these guys, I would not be able to complete this mission, so I quickly took out my mobile phone and dialed the overseas number: "Report to Professor Schneider, the Monyach has arrived in the Sea of Japan, and the deep dive preparations are complete. Waiting. Headquarters orders. "The other end of the phone was silent, as if no one was answering at all.
Even Yuan Yuansheng thought there was a connection failure and when he had to hang up to replay, a terrible breathing sound came from the receiver.
No matter how familiar you are with that person, you will be horrified when you suddenly hear the sound of breathing. You will involuntarily imagine that his lungs are like a broken bellows being forcibly opened. No one knows what happened to the lungs that are riddled with holes over the years. The one that sustains the life of the person on the other end of the phone.
Professor Schneider, the top person in charge of the Executive Department, no one can imitate his breathing, and the freshmen secretly call his breathing sound
"It's like hearing a desiccated corpse come to life."
"Wait a minute while I smoke a cigarette," said Professor Schneider. Yuan Zhisheng: ...I finally know where all this madness came from.
Are the teaching contents in Kassel so abstract now? ?
