Chapter 607: The nonsense came true? ! !
The heavy footsteps gradually faded away and finally disappeared completely in the depths of the winding pipe. At the confluence wellhead, only Ma Bin was left.
He sat cross-legged on the ground, without any sense of nervousness as if he was sitting on a bomb.
He waited quietly, calculating that the time was almost up, then he slowly took out his cell phone, unlocked the screen, and logged into a forum website.
I sent a private message to my forum friend [Shangwu], which contained a location coordinate.
Then he immediately turned off the phone, opened the back cover, pulled out the SIM card, and crushed it to pieces.
Tiny particles of residue slipped through his fingers and landed on the blood-stained gravel.
After doing all this, Ma Bin slowly raised his hand and gently brushed the rough edges of the stiff mask on his face with his fingertips.
Suddenly, he pulled it down, crushed it into pieces and threw it on the ground.
"One of our own? Haha..."
A light sneer echoed in the air, and Ma Bin walked deeper into the shaft without looking back.
Outside the shaft, on the road outside the abandoned factory.
The blue and white car slowed down and patrolled in circles.
The air inside the car seemed to solidify and was as heavy as if it was filled with lead.
When the time came, the two of them couldn't stop feeling nervous.
In the passenger seat, Chang Erbing's eyes never left the time displayed on the mobile phone screen. Every minute and every second seemed like an unbearable torture.
He made small talk:
"I didn't expect that Ma Bin would take the initiative to take on the most dangerous step, pretending to be a [mask] and detonating the explosion."
Chang Erbing thought for a moment and added:
"Although he is a bit cautious, he can be relied upon at critical moments. He is a trustworthy person."
Li Shang was a little absent-minded, smoking one cigarette after another. He pondered for a moment and said:
"Yeah, yeah, it was fine last time, but this time the lives of the three of us are tied together again. If we can really get through this time, we won't doubt Ma Bin anymore."
Chang Erbing nodded heavily upon hearing this and said sincerely:
"Don't worry, Captain Li. From now on, I will treat Ma Bin as my real brother, the kind that we will live and die with."
It can be seen that if they can survive this time, the friendship between the three of them will be stronger than iron, if not stronger than gold.
Yes, is there any brotherhood stronger than losing your heads together?
Yes, that means it falls twice at the same time.
The atmosphere in the car seemed to relax a little because of this heavy yet warm conversation.
Time still crawls by second by second in the anxious waiting.
【66:11:21】
【66:11:20】
【66:11:19】
【……】
Feng Ju sat on the overly soft leather sofa on the first floor of the villa, almost sinking into it. His fingertips unconsciously scratched the delicate leather texture of the sofa armrest, leaving a few shallow marks.
"What are Li Shang and the others doing? Why are they so slow? Why haven't they sent a message to the special envoy yet?"
Feng Ju was extremely anxious.
Time is the truth of life. Why do I feel that no one alive understands this truth?
Just when he could hardly hold back, footsteps were finally heard on the stairs.
Feng Ju stood up suddenly and looked at the special envoy who was walking down quickly.
The latter looked like he had obviously taken a shower and changed into new clothes, and his entire body exuded a "refreshed" and clean feeling from the inside out.
The most important thing is that the chest, abdomen and waist lines all appear very natural, without any abrupt bulges or hard outlines.
Feng Ju's eyes immediately fell on the special envoy, and a barely perceptible gleam of light flashed in his eyes. He thought to himself:
"It's done. The special envoy has placed the parchment scroll on the second floor of the villa."
This judgment made his knuckles tighten slightly, but he quickly relaxed them.
If he could kill the special envoy according to the plan, then everything would be fine. But if things didn't go well, he could also sell out Li Shang and the other two. As long as he could get back to the villa before the special envoy, he would still have a chance to "survive."
It must be said that Feng Ju is worthy of being Feng Mu's father, and he is also a man with Plan B.
Feng Ju greeted the special envoy: "Special envoy, you ..."
The special envoy did not stop, but raised the mobile phone in his hand, the screen was still dimly lit.
He interrupted Feng Ju and said coldly:
"A letter came in. Heh, [Masked] is indeed a sewer rat. The place we agreed to meet is at..."
Feng Ju's pupils shrank slightly. Even as one of the planners, he was unable to confirm where Li Shang and the other two would eventually choose to set the trap before coming.
The coordinates in the correspondent's mobile phone at this moment are also the latest information for him.
"The sewer again?!"
Feng Ju had some trauma in his heart regarding the sewer, and he couldn't help but have some ominous premonitions in his heart.
But there was no sign of abnormality on his face, and he immediately responded in a deep voice:
"Understood. The car is ready at the door."
The two of them walked out of the villa gate quickly, one in front and the other behind. The cold night wind blew towards them, and a black business car stopped at the bottom of the steps.
Feng Ju took the lead, opened the driver's door and got in, his fingers touching the cold keys, while the special envoy sat directly in the back seat.
Feng Ju was so anxious about time that he didn't even help the special envoy open the car door.
Bad review!
The engine started up quietly, the headlights cut through the thick night, and the car slowly drove out of the magnificent carved iron gate.
When passing by the equally valuable villa next door, Feng Ju habitually glanced at it with the corner of his eye.
It was late at night and the villa was pitch black. It was obvious that no one had worked overnight. There were just various decoration materials piled up in the courtyard, including wooden boards, tiles, and paint buckets, making it look a bit messy.
The security guard saw the car lights from afar and had already cleverly raised the electric barrier at the entrance in advance and bowed slightly towards the approaching vehicle.
The vehicle drove smoothly onto the private road leading to the main road.
Feng Ju was just about to speed up a little, but the corner of his eye was suddenly sucked by a magnet.
Just as the vehicles were about to merge into the main road in the shadow of the intersection, two figures slowly "seeped" out of the night.
Pitch black!
Absolute darkness!
Their entire bodies, from head to toe, were covered in a textureless black cloth that seemed to absorb all light.
His face was covered with an equally black mask, which was as smooth as solidified ink, without any ups and downs of his facial features.
Only at the eyes of the mask, there was a flash of strange scarlet light.
A chill like an electric current instantly ran through Feng Ju's body, and his scalp went numb. He suddenly turned his head to look at the side window, and his movement was so quick that his neck made a slight "click" sound!
Night watchman?
It's really the Night Watchman!!!
The special agent in the back seat leaned forward slightly, his sharp eyes penetrating the car window, fixed on the two figures that almost blended into the night.
"Hold steady! Drive normally, don't stop! Don't make any unnecessary movements!"
The special envoy snorted coldly.
Little did he know that Feng Ju was much more panicked than him at the moment, and his heart was already in turmoil:
"No, I was just making it up at noon. I was telling lies to deceive the special envoy! How could...how could it really come true?"
The huge sense of absurdity and cold fear intertwined together, causing Feng Ju's heartbeat to speed up by one second.
Outside the car window, the two night watchmen were dressed in black robes that swallowed up the light, masks as smooth as ink, and even the instruments in their hands...
It was exactly the same as the description he made up at noon? ! !
The vehicle maintained a constant speed, the tires rubbing against the road making a steady rustling sound as it passed by the two dark shadows.
"call……"
A very slight exhalation sound was heard from the back row, and the tense body of the special envoy seemed to relax a little, and he leaned back in his chair.
Apparently, the night watchman showed no interest in their car, which made him feel relieved.
"It was a false alarm. It wasn't directed at us."
The special envoy's heart sank back into his stomach, but Feng Ju's heart rose to his throat.
"Damn, the night watchman couldn't have really detected anything. He couldn't be coming for the parchment scroll. No, Special Envoy, just leave the parchment scroll in the villa. Is it safe?"
Feng Ju was extremely uneasy, fearing that everything would go smoothly as planned, but when he rushed back to the villa, the parchment scroll would be missing.
This thought made Feng Ju's temples throb with pain, and he unconsciously stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.
The roar of the accelerator completely merged into the noise of traffic on the main road. In the shadows on the side of the road, the two night watchmen still stood quietly.
The shorter figure on the left paused slightly, and the dark mask slowly turned about thirty degrees, "looking" in the direction where the black car disappeared, and a red light flashed in his pupils again.
"Why, was there something wrong with that car just now?"
The taller night watchman next to him immediately noticed his companion's slight pause.
His voice came through the mask with a strange hoarse texture, as if it had undergone some kind of voice-changing process.
As a night watchman, the most important requirement is to cover up all identification features when on duty.
The mask blocks the line of sight and also blocks possible spying on each other, which refers to both enemies and companions.
Therefore, most of the Night's Watchmen never know what the face of another Night's Watchman looks like under the mask until they die.
After taking off the mask, they may be passers-by passing by in a convenience store, colleagues noding in the elevator, sanitation workers cleaning the streets, or any face drowned in the crowd.
Any face you see may be hiding another identity hunting in the night.
And this confidentiality system that has been maintained is the Night's Watch's strongest armor.
However, the number of Night Watchmen has been decreasing sharply in recent years and they are becoming increasingly weak.
The tall night watchman has been stationed in District 9, so he is quite familiar with the other night watchmen in District 9.
This familiarity allows him to accurately identify each other.
It's not based on looks, but on being familiar with each person's body shape and outline, the subtle differences in gait when walking, the unique rhythm of breathing, and even the tone of voice when speaking that cannot be concealed by a voice changer.
Therefore, even though his face was covered at this moment, he was very sure that this time he met the night watchman who was working with him for the first time.
Either they are night watchmen newly transferred from other districts, or they are completely new night watchmen.
"There's nothing wrong with the car."
The short night watchman shook his head, and the voice that came out through the mask was a processed, genderless electronic synthesized voice.
She withdrew her gaze from the distance and looked back at the night in front of her.
How could she answer?
She couldn't tell the truth. Not only did she recognize the two figures in the car just now, but she was familiar with one of them to the bone.
Wouldn't this expose his true identity?
The third rule of the Night Watch Order: Keep your identity confidential, above all else.
The secret must be kept hidden forever from parents, children, lovers, and even comrades who fought alongside you, until you take it to the grave.
During this brief and silent conversation between the two, another black business car drove past them and entered the villa area.
We stopped in front of a villa whose windows were re-filled with reinforced concrete.
The car door opened, and first a pair of slender legs wrapped in sequined black stockings stretched out, and the slender high heels stepped on the smooth road surface, making a crisp "click" sound.
Immediately afterwards, two young women with exquisite makeup came out and walked into the villa together.
The two night watchmen just glanced indifferently in that direction.
The tall night watchman concluded, "Most likely a special services worker."
The short night watchman didn't comment on this and just hummed softly.
She raised the detector in her hand and casually drew a few detection tracks in the air. The red light of the instrument flickered in the night.
The actions were not serious, but rather a bit sloppy and perfunctory.
Her mind was still on the car in front of her. She licked her wet lips under the mask and muttered in a voice that only she could hear:
"My brother didn't lie to me. Dad is really not dead. He is also a monster, hehe——"
The sweet laughter echoed in her heart again and again.
The first iron rule of the Night Watch sequence is to guard the human order and kill all monsters that lurk in human society!
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"Ma'am, the person has been brought here."
Hou Wendong led three beautifully dressed women into the bedroom.
Li Hanyu was wearing a well-tailored, soft dark home suit. Not much emotion could be seen on her well-maintained face. Only her tightly pursed lips revealed a hint of anxiety that was suppressed to the limit and was barely perceptible.
Li Hanyu's gaze briefly lingered on the three gorgeous women, and he nodded slightly:
"Well, let them come in and give my son a professional massage. Everyone else, get out."
Immediately, several medical staff in sterile suits in the room quickly retreated.
Li Hanyu turned his gaze to Hou Wendong, who immediately understood and bowed slightly again, then left the room without a single extra word.
The subsequent service was very private and irrelevant personnel were cleared out, which was reasonable.
The only thing that surprised him was that the lady didn't leave. She wanted to stay inside the whole time? To watch over three women like that while she gave her son a massage?
This scene, no matter how you think about it, reveals an indescribable perversion.
However, as a mother, Li Hanyu was worried about Qian Huan's condition and wanted to stay by her side all the time. It seemed... this was barely understandable?
Hou Wendong suppressed his doubts and attributed it to a mother's obsessive desire to protect her child.
He shook his head, turned and walked to the end of the corridor without giving it any further thought.
Inside the door.
Li Hanyu put his fingers on the door lock. With two "click" and "click" sounds, the lock tongue in the door popped out, locking the door completely.
(End of this chapter)
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