Hidden Assassin

“The best Laurie in the world... you killed her, what should I do...”

Mishoki's tone is faintly sad, but the irrelevant look is like an animation or after reading a book. Inside the gazebo, the imperial guard turned slightly back: “Because of this? ”

“Isn't that funny? But it's not a big deal anyway, it's nothing to say.” The imperial guard shrugged his shoulders, "you see, after all these years, I grew up too, what kind of concept do you call growing up? Throw away the fragile things on your body constantly and replace them with stiffer limbs. In order to survive and not be harmed, your hands, feet, head, and various organs in your body are all clean. Even deformities don't matter. The difference is whether someone else helps you replace them first or you do it yourself. When I talk to people, they say that adults are for your own good… of course they are. ”

“But what's the point?” Shouxi was silent for a while and raised her head. “Isn't the meaning of life just to try to keep the next thing in a world where you have to change your deformed limbs, hurt, you have to change hands, change ah, change your feet, change your head, change your heart, change your ass, even replace the man's thing with a woman's, change it, become a suture monster is nothing, you can't survive without it, but you should always try to leave something behind, we changed most of the body, changed 99 percent, if only one percent of the effort stayed, that makes sense... what is left...”

Slow, faint tone: “Cruel, indifferent, harsh... the kind of idiot who thinks he can survive and so busy throwing away all his precious things before he can survive. I can't see the next 10,000, I really want to kill all these people... those little girls are so beautiful, at least they're simple, and there's nothing left to lose...”

“Either way, Gu Jiaming is fine, or the simplicity is fine. They will come and kill you.” With that said, Mideki stood up from the stone stool and turned around and walked out of the gazebo, "It's not polite to say that, but... I hope they kill you, my father. ”

The Imperial Guard turned back silently and looked in his eyes. His rebellious son waved his hand and his back disappeared at the courtyard door there.

A moment later, at the meeting, he walked over with the person in charge of the Keepsake board. Keepsake's gaze still stopped in the direction of the courtyard door over there, saying: "Ask someone to follow him. ”

“Follow... Ah Hee? ”

The imperial guardian frowned: “Don't you think he's different today? ”

“Seems a little bit, but... do you suspect he's someone else's fake? ”

“No, I thought so too, but he is Hee. There are things that outsiders cannot know, just keep an eye on him. Also... I have a feeling that the other party has come in, Gu Jiaming... or Miss Jane Su-yan. Be on full alert. ”

“Hi!”

As the Imperial Guard said, the chief was surprised and immediately issued an order of highest security to the entire base. The person in charge looked at the fish in the pond for the time ordered, his eyes gradually deepened, then turned to the courtyard door on one side and walked over, in the opposite direction of Yushoki, who had just left.

The overlapping courtyard at night remains calm and looks unchanged, but the layers of security and search appear in the base like a mesh in this tranquil atmosphere. After walking through the two yards, the person in charge followed him: “Guardian, since the other party is coming at you, do you need to send someone to follow you to strengthen the defense here...”

“No.” The guard shook his head, “I would go back down there, and if he could come to me in such a defense, I would give him a fair chance to fight.” Seeing the other person's words stop, he said the reason: “Don't worry about me, Inoue, I need the real challenge now to help make a higher breakthrough, if the other person is so strong, it will be the best person. ”

On the other hand, when the alert level was raised, Miyagi was on his way out. Although the layout of the base was a yard connected to one another, the style was ancient, but the alert system was the highest level of electronic achievement. When approaching a glass door, the development did not open automatically, so he probably knew what had happened. Knocked on the wall next to it, then pressed the password, checked the fingerprints, the expression was still unhappy, probably because going out of here would go through a lot of boring programs like this.

“Sooner or later they will all be killed by modern technology...”

He muttered uncomfortably, there was a covert surveillance behind him, the surveillance camera on the wall also followed him, which naturally could not be hidden from him, and he probably knew why he did it, shook his head slightly, walked through a yard, two yards, the door of the third yard opened, without signs, lost his trace in the surveillance camera.

In front of the camera in the control room, the two monitors kept switching images, and at the same time, the people who followed Miyagi in the back secretly reported the fact that they had lost track of the target.

In a yard like this, it's impossible to lose track of a target under so many surveillance cameras.

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When he received the news that Miyagi had suddenly disappeared, Miyagi walked into the room alone, closing the door behind him, and stunned slightly: “Look. ”

Appearing to be a medium-sized Japanese house, he entered the room to find a long corridor in front of him, an elevator door at the end of the corridor, from below here, is the basement of a more heavily guarded base. He has also had the opportunity to shut down below for many years in search of a breakthrough. He stood by the door and listened to the slight noise outside. He frowned and walked forward.

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The yard where Mistress disappeared.

In silence, two people appeared beside the courtyard door, looked at each other, each opened a door, entered the search, a few seconds later, two more people appeared silently under the courtyard, then two more, one room searched.

The process took about half a minute, and six people stepped out of the room, looked under the eaves, shook their heads, and then the highest-ranking person reported up. He quickly pressed the message code into the communication button, and the other five cautioned against every possible hiding place in the yard. After all, Japan is the home of Ninjutsu. If Mitsuki is really as powerful as the legend, or by some kind of obstacle, he may have avoided all surveillance directly.

Anyway, his malicious taste has always been known, and things that can cause trouble are often enjoyable.

Such a search was inconclusive, awaiting orders from above, in the middle of nowhere, listening only to the sound of "wow," and in another small courtyard outside the courtyard door, a door opened without a sign. The belt was smoothly organized, and the figure of Mighty Shouxi appeared in the six-man's view. A lazy glance and then a middle finger at the monitor on the wall: “The most disgusting thing is that everyone wants to see the toilet! ”

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Mishoki reappeared, and the message reached the person in charge's ear, also appeared in Mishoki's headphones. At this point, he stood right in front of the elevator door, opened the transparent lid next to the elevator, pressed the code, then fingerprints, pupil recognition, and the laser system on the wall automatically identified the human body, which is the tightest system in the world. Only a limited number of people are able to open the passage in front of him and go to his exclusive place.

All right, he looks up, the door in front of him, slowly separates.

Meanwhile, in the huge base control room, an operator pressed the button and found no response, frowned slightly.

The state-of-the-art computers, consoles, and hundreds of dense and numb cameras are covered with eyewalls, which are just part of the base's surveillance system. Cameras can be switched whenever needed, or used here to strike enemies in the base with a variety of automatic weapons. However, even the best thing, sometimes a slight malfunction is inevitable, pressing the button does not respond, he then presses again, look at the screen, still does not follow the operation. Two more presses, he subconsciously looked to the side, and found that there were several people who looked at different places in the distance.

Later, in the middle of the control room, the top manager opened his mouth, looking at the hundreds of screens in front of him.

One image, simultaneously appearing on all computers and surveillance cameras, gradually grew larger in front of everyone.

The black and white colors, a brainless, Q-style panda with three incenses in its hand, appeared piously in front of everyone, mourning is fine, ironic, but any base system with computer participation, at this moment, has completely lost its utility.

The elevator door opened and the guardian's gaze suddenly stirred. The next moment, his left hand stretched forward like a lightning bolt.

Meanwhile, there was another hand, rushing out of the elevator, five fingers broken wind, rushing thunder!

Hands, staggered!

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Though it doesn't feel the same, I always remember the song from the feather spring when I wrote this chapter. What's Left? (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)