Chapter 087 Chapter 87
The days that followed passed faster and faster.
The days in the welfare home go on day after day.
Xia Meng sometimes felt a little dazed, unable to figure out what this spiritual picture was trying to accomplish.
But think about it, who can tell what a mentally ill person is thinking?
She first made sure that her life would not be lost here, and then slowly look for where Li Zhou and the door were.
On the bright side, at least Herman was here.
She stared at him, even staring at the biggest source of insecurity.
Until a week later——
This day seemed no different from any other day.
But the moment Xia Meng stepped into the classroom that day, she noticed some subtle differences.
The biggest difference is probably that the students in the classroom arrived early.
They were either sitting or leaning, their expressions slightly tense, but their postures trying hard to relax.
Their little tricks could not escape Xia Meng's eyes.
She noticed it the first time she walked in.
She paused slightly, then looked around and found that Hermann had not arrived yet.
As far as she could remember, except for the first day she came to class, he seemed to be the last one to enter the classroom every day, only half a minute before the teacher. He would sit upright in his seat, looking more serious and hardworking than anyone else, as if he was the first one to enter the classroom every day.
Just as I was thinking about it, Hermann walked in.
Xia Meng's eyes suddenly met his face.
The next second, she snorted softly and turned away with a sneer.
She still disliked him.
The more I look at it, the more it displeases me.
Sometimes even Xia Meng herself felt strange. This boy obviously had a good-looking appearance, blond hair, blue eyes, and a noble temperament. He looked like the kind of person who would make people feel good at first sight.
But Xia Meng just disliked him for no reason, and the more she looked at him, the more she hated him. Her eyes never stayed on his face for more than ten seconds.
She felt that they were just born to be incompatible.
We are not destined to be fellow travelers.
When Herman arrived, it meant that the head teacher would be here soon.
The students in the class became visibly nervous.
Xia Meng sat down in her seat and turned to look at the person sitting behind her.
Behind him was a little boy wearing glasses, about sixteen years old, with fair skin, red curly hair, and looking thin.
His name was Billy, and he was the first person in the class to show kindness to her.
Xia Meng has a good relationship with him.
She turned around, rested her left elbow on his desk, and asked softly, "Hey, what's going on today? Why do you all look so nervous?"
Billy cautiously raised his hand to push up his glasses, raised an eyebrow, and blurted out, "You don't know?"
After saying that, he suddenly remembered that Xia Meng had only been there for a short time and definitely didn't know. So he leaned over slightly and whispered, "Because the whistle blew."
Xia Meng raised her eyebrows: "Whistle? What whistle?"
How come she didn't hear it at all?
Billy lowered his voice and said, "Well, it's a special whistle that only our sentinels can hear clearly. Whenever we hear the whistle before class in the morning, it means we have to go out on a mission that day. Of course, you don't have to go."
Carry out the mission?
What task?
Xia Meng reacted quickly.
Yes, since this place is for training young soldiers, then these little pawns will naturally come in handy.
When Xia Meng first came here, she heard Mai Xi say that Hermann and the students in his class had the right to enter and exit the welfare home freely, and would go out from time to time.
No one knew what they were doing, at least the children at the bottom of the welfare home pyramid like Maixi were not qualified to know.
Xia Meng suddenly became alert.
This is a good opportunity.
Didn't she and Li Zhou travel all the way to England just to negotiate with Hermann and rescue Luo Xunfei from his hands?
The most basic element of negotiation is to collect as much information as possible about the other party.
The more bargaining chips you have, the greater your chances of winning the negotiations.
Now she fell into this mental picture and inexplicably became Hermann's classmate. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Perhaps she could take the opportunity to understand Hermann's past and maybe even find his weaknesses or handles.
This is also the main reason why Xia Meng stayed here.
Xia Meng blinked and deliberately asked, "Why don't I have to go? We are in the same class, you can go, why can't I?"
Billy looked her up and down as if it was a matter of course. "How old are you? Besides, it's too dangerous for a guide like you to go on this mission with us! We've never had a guide go with us before."
Unexpectedly, the problem came back to the fact that the guide was too weak.
Xia Meng thought that in the past few days, she had made these people deeply realize that guides could be more brutal than sentries.
However, before Xia Meng could open her mouth to refute, the head teacher had arrived.
He came in his usual hurried steps, and before he reached the door, the sentries with sharp hearing had already sensed his arrival and raised their heads.
Although Xia Meng couldn't hear his footsteps, she immediately noticed the reactions of others.
She turned around.
Sure enough, two or three seconds later, the head teacher quickly appeared from outside the door.
His expression today was much more serious than usual.
He didn't have any textbooks in his hands and just came in with his hands behind his back.
Stand on the podium and get straight to the point.
He thrust the folder in his hand straight onto the podium, plucking it with four fingers like playing the piano, and said in a nonchalant tone, "Let's just follow the usual routine. This mission isn't that difficult. We'll work in groups of two—"
As he spoke, the head teacher's eyes swept over Xia Meng.
Whether Xia Meng should be allowed to go on this operation is a question.
The number of students in the class was originally an odd number, and Hermann had always acted alone in the past because of his extraordinary strength.
Things were different now. After Xia Meng arrived, the number of people finally reached an even number. Furthermore, she had been chosen to be Herman's partner, so even if she didn't go this time, she would definitely go sooner or later.
The only thing to consider is whether it is too early to let her go now?
The little girl is less than ten years old.
Even Hermann was not sent out on his first mission until he was thirteen years old.
The head teacher's eyes fell on Xia Meng's face.
He met her clear and eager gaze.
The head teacher was startled and thought that this look did not look like what a ten-year-old child should have.
Thinking about her countless amazing performances over the past week, the homeroom teacher quickly dispelled the only remaining concern in her heart and said simply, "Xia Meng, you should go with Herman. This is your first time participating in an operation, so don't be too aggressive. Just observe and learn more."
Xia Meng nodded, then turned her head to glance at Herman.
Hermann sat upright and did not even look at her.
Xia Meng snorted inwardly.
Hey, little guy, why are you pretending?
Once she finds out his weaknesses and flaws, she will be able to control him sooner or later!
…
Although it was said that we were acting in groups, in fact, everyone left the welfare home together.
Amid the envious gazes of the other children, Xia Meng glanced at Mai Xi's face in the crowd.
Their eyes met from a distance, and Mai Xi gave her an envious and happy smile, raising her hand to make a cheering gesture.
In the eyes of the children in the welfare home, being able to go out, no matter what, is a great privilege.
Xia Meng's mood was very complicated.
She always had a bad feeling.
That so-called mission probably wouldn't be a good thing.
It's impossible that such a large group of people came out in full force just to do good deeds, right?
Half an hour later.
The bad premonition turned out to be true.
They were taken to a remote warehouse.
On the surface, it is a warehouse where large goods are piled up, but there is another world inside.
Walking down the hidden tunnel, there is a place underground that looks like a military weapons depot.
Various weapons, armor, and even numerous tools with special functions are hung on the wall.
Some of them Xia Meng had seen in previous classes, and some she had never even heard of.
Except for Xia Meng, everyone else is familiar with the place and is very comfortable with it.
As soon as they arrived at the place, they skillfully opened the invisible cabinet embedded in the wall and took out their special black combat uniforms and put them on.
Xia Meng had just arrived and didn't react for a while.
The head teacher patted her shoulder and pointed to the side: "Yours is over there, change into it quickly."
Then, he clapped his hands and said, "Everyone, listen to me as I tell you the goal of today's operation—"
…
Today's target is a bulletproof car.
The head teacher took out three photos, which were enlarged ID photos.
He didn't mention any names or any specific introduction.
He simply glanced at the crowd and said succinctly, "Remember the facial features of these three men. In forty-five minutes, they will be in that bulletproof car. What you have to do today is intercept these three people in the car and fake a car accident. The replacement bodies are ready. Remember, this mission requires the victim to be alive."
Everyone stared at the three photos in silence.
The three people in the photo all looked to be in their forties. They looked refined, smart, and capable, like people who held important political positions. Furthermore, one of them looked familiar to Xia Meng, as if she had seen him in international news before.
Anyone who can appear in the news must be of high status.
Xia Meng frowned and asked in confusion: "Who are they?"
The head teacher didn't answer.
Only Billy, who was standing beside her, pulled her sleeve and said in a low voice, "Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask."
Xia Meng turned her head, blinked, and asked in a low voice: "What shouldn't be asked?"
They were all sent here to carry out the mission, so shouldn't we get to know them clearly?
Billy: "Anything the teacher didn't say, we shouldn't ask."
The others also looked as if they were used to it and didn't ask anything.
I have even started to take the other information provided by the class teacher and start to formulate a specific action plan.
Xia Meng frowned.
She paused, then suddenly realized.
These people are just a knife.
There's really no need to explain anything to the knife in your hand.
Just stab wherever the knife points.
This is the meaning of the existence of young soldiers.
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