Hidden Assassin

“Boom, boom, boom...”

“A lively Christmas…”

“To be honest, I like the current atmosphere...”

In the evening, the sun was gloomy, the wind was chilling outside the window, in this villa on the outskirts of Manhattan, the internal and external contrast of a well-functioning heating system made people feel extra comfortable. The villa was decorated with simplicity and generosity, all kinds of furniture were not expensive master's pens, but the lobby was a little messy at the moment. Six or seven people were scattered in the lobby, people bent their legs on the sofa, lazy looking at laptops, people were tasting expensive wine in wine cabinets, people were watching news about an explosion in front of television, and people were reading newly sent documents with gossip attitudes.

The leading man is Choi Guohua. Looking at the computer is naturally the computer genius who has only been in this group for over a year. Guo Lin, a doll face, with a sports hat, is standing behind her in an obscure position and enjoying the scenery on the screen with her. Unfortunately, it is winter, even if they give him a chance, he will not see anything from the open collar...

“I thought that Miss Jane had gone wild last night... No, it should be said that it was only early this morning, at least it would converge to give both sides a little more time to think and cushion, who knows what is happening now...” Put the document down, Choi Guohua shook his head and smiled, seemed surprised at this matter, but think carefully, that woman, nicknamed Tulip, has always had such a strong attitude.

“That's a character.” Bang clapping and sighing, "but what good is that? She's pushing both sides to the dead end. This is New York. ”

“Cut, he's got a lot of magic.” By gently pressing the case on the computer, Fang Guolin also raised his head and said, “If she really did do it, there must be a reason for her. Perhaps she is capable of turning North American Pedro Jia upside down in New York! Of course... she's not sure yet...”

“Is she still human?” The bun picked his eyebrows and remembered the scene of the massacre on the street that he saw earlier this morning and shook his head, "I don't think it was her, even Zhuang. The presence of Amir does not mean that the place must be Peloja's territory. ”

“But why did Gu Jiaming show up here? What a coincidence.” The screen is facing the bun head, and what is playing on it is the surveillance video in the casino. From some scattered images, you can see Jiaming walking with Marilyn's mother and daughter. Others may not be able to find this first, but Yellow Awakening is watching the two mothers and daughters in secret, knowing that they went to the playground today and contacted the accidental explosion, and immediately felt some of the cats were tired.

Put the computer on the coffee table, Fang Guolin sat upright and said his judgment to the people around him: “In my opinion, this must be Gu Jiaming's joint work with Simple Speech, because what is revealed in the internal control screen is really too precise, using the most ingenious method to make the blind spot on the surveillance, enter, kill, come out, almost nobody found her, the route selection is almost precise, if there is only one person, how can it be possible to operate all the surveillance lenses in that situation, at least I can't imagine how rigorous thinking that would be. There is definitely a need for a bystander here, we all know that Gu Jiaming actually has very good computer technology, it should be simple to teach him, and his character has always been calm, he is in control of the whole situation outside, simple action, this kind of combination is perfect. ”

This reasoning was reasonable. Everyone glanced at Choi Guohua and smiled. He nodded and nodded. Gu Jiaming, who was playing the game on the scene, said: "This guy is amazing, it's not easy. ”

Qiao Guorui brought two glasses of red wine, handed one to Cui Guohua, and Cui Guohua waved his hand, indicating no. Then the glass was delivered to Guolin's hand, and the bun wanted it, and reached out.

“Turn yourself over. ”

“Focus on friends!” The bun compares to the middle finger.

“Actually, I've had it since the beginning.” Qiao Guorui sat down, "he was at that basketball game at school, computer level, and... Oh, that time Oriental Mandarin hated the no-no competition, I guess he has been converging, as a 15-16 year old, he did a really good job, I think he should be a simple personally taught apprentice. If this operation really involves him - and I think it's more than 80 percent likely - over time, he could be the second simplified word. ”

“Wow...”

A few people beside him sighed and agreed, and the bun glanced at her again: “Unfortunately, he is not handsome and the simplicity is beautiful... Ye Lian really likes her? ”

“That's why he's more advantageous. He doesn't shake. In general, not many people will pay attention to him. If two people have the same figure, he's scarier than simple words...” Silence for a while, Qiao Guorui said, then shook his head again. “Of course, even with the best teachers, with his current personality, he won't have the chance to experience too much life and death. However, what I now expect is that what is hidden in that secret room will surprise us...”

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……

Looking out the window, the entire Salier family estate is golden and glorious, all the lights are on, there is a grand banquet going on over the main house, from time to time famous cars arrive and guests come.

Sitting in front of the TV, Heidi, dressed in a princess suit, was watching the battle between Optimus Prime and Megatron on television with boredom, turning back occasionally and looking at the busy homestead sitting at the dining table - he had a laptop in front of him with lots of blank paper and pictures of messy things that she couldn't understand, a job that Jiaming had been doing since the afternoon, and still hasn't stopped, she didn't dare to disturb him.

Mothers were busy in the kitchen and decided to eat dinner at home because they had not told them to go out to the banquet. Occasionally she looked at the noisy scene outside, then held her hands behind her back and walked around the room with tiny steps. As she passed behind her, the probe looked at what was on the computer and on the paper, and Jiaming turned around.

“Wanna go out and play? ”

“Uh... no...” Heidi shook her head somewhat reluctantly, then sat down beside him and picked up a piece of paper: “What are these? ”

“It's the law. ”

“What law? ”

“The way people want and do things. ”

“Who do you want to fight?” Heidi asks curiously, "Bad guy? ”

“No bad guys, just enemies.” Jia Ming smiled and felt that she was saying something deep. "Go out and have fun. It will take me a while to finish it and I will come to you after it is done. ”

“Eh…”

“Oh, don't be serious.” Knocked it on her forehead and Heidi jumped away with her head covered: “Huh, but Mommy was already cooking dinner. ”

“It's okay, get out if you want.” Marilyn protrudes from the kitchen, "you can eat outside, pay attention, don't eat shrimp, you're allergic to skin, and don't drink. ”

“Got it.” Though the thought seemed to be sooner than Chinese children, the age was there, and the moving, lively nature wouldn't change. After obtaining permission, Heidi also decided to go out and take a beating in front of Jiaming, "remember to come out and find me.” Thereafter, he went out with joy.

Animations on the TV were still playing, the sound echoed, mixed with the tapping of the keyboard next to it, and the family occasionally picked up the pen and wrote some words. About ten minutes later, Marilyn came out with food. Just right for the black pepper steak, eggs, salad, mashed potatoes, corn soup, it's easy to cook, but it looks pretty tasty: “It's time to eat. ”

“Well, right away. You eat first. ”

In response, Jia Ming was still pushing, and after some unknown amount of time, he put down his pen, began to sort out the paper on the table, looked at Marilyn, who had been sitting beside her and watching her but had not started eating: “Basically, I'm sorry. ”

“It's okay, I like it, Tang Jingyao used to... uh...” She probably remembered the old thing and then stopped talking and Jia nodded clearly: “Eat. ”

“Mmm.”

Then there was the sound of the knife and fork slightly touching the disk in the room. The two people sporadically said a few words. Mostly the dish didn't suit their appetite. Did it taste good? Today I was going to cook Chinese meals but I cooked Western meals and so on. Almost finished eating, Marilyn just looked up: “Actually... Jiaming, did my business cause you any trouble? ”

Eh?

“You spoke to Jane this morning.” She paused, "in fact, you've been very convergent, and if it wasn't for me... and my family, you wouldn't have done that deliberately, would you? ”

In fact, with Jiaming's convergent personality, today's attitude towards a few people in the upper Gambino has been described as deliberate provocation. Although not fought, the sensitive Marilyn still smelled the error. At this time, she said, Jiaming smiled: “I don't think so. ”

Marilyn obviously doesn't believe him: “Then...”

“I need an identity. ”

“What?”

“To be precise, Gu Jia clearly needs an identity.” Jia Ming nodded, speaking of herself, but did not use the first person's name, "a more specific, image, powerful, slightly more candid identity, relieving some potential… suspicion, or risk. ”

The second sentence was like talking to oneself, Marilyn stunned, and then shook her head: “I don't understand. ”

“Don't understand, this is for some people with a heart. Simply put, some people suspect that I will be a little better than I am now, so I'm a little better, and they think, ah, I guess I'm right. I'm NB, I'm a genius.” Jia Ming smiled and stretched out his hands, "As for you and Heidi, just knowing that I was me has always been the Gu Jiaming you know, that's enough.” (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)