Chapter 133

Just like a seventy-year-old beggar curled up on the side of the road looking at a beautiful young woman, Tie Mole stared blankly at the rocket going through the window on the thirty-fifth floor where his brother was, and stared blankly at the red Red flames and white smoke from the second explosion gushed out from the window, and he stared blankly at the piece of white cloth that he tied on the window as a mark with his own hands and drifted away with the wind...

Tie Molei, whose mind was blank, was finally awakened by the screaming siren seven minutes after the explosion. At this moment, his mouth was already bleeding from his teeth, dripping on the passenger seat where Qin Zhao should have been sitting.

"How could this happen!" Tie Molei roared after waking up, and suddenly slammed his head at the dashboard of the car.

Click! The tough dashboard was made of high-grade plastic, and when it was hit by Iron Mole, there were faint white cracks like countless small snakes, and it instantly spread around. Bright red blood dripped from his forehead, flowed through his eyes, nose, and finally into his mouth. Tasting the taste of his own blood, Tie Mole gradually calmed down. Looking away from the police who were evacuating the crowd outside the window, he started the car.

Under the flickering light of the flames in mid-air, although the car ran crookedly on the road like a drunk, no one paid attention to it at all. Everyone was trying to get away from this building as soon as possible. apartment buildings and run in all directions. Nissan frantically rushed into the small garden where the rockets flew up, but there was no one in the small garden with a radius of only a few hundred square meters.

The accelerator and braking system of the Nissan car were slammed by Tie Molei at the same time, and the car let out a roar of extreme impatience, but it trembled helplessly in the field because of the super spirit brake. Looking at the empty little garden, apart from the blood, there were also cold tears mixed with blood running down Tie Molei's face. After being stunned for a moment, he seemed to have just turned the steering wheel to adjust the front of the car under the unwilling resistance of the Nissan car, and at the same time removed the brake under his feet. small garden.

The noise behind him and the dancing flames in mid-air were no longer heard, and could no longer be seen. Tie Molei's thinking became more and more clear, and his heart became colder and colder. Now, he fully understands. It turned out that every move of himself and Qin Zhao was under the surveillance of others. Including when the two of them came to the white-collar apartment, and when Qin Zhao would shoot, everyone was sure of the exact moment... What shocked Tie Mole the most after he woke up was that the rocket, It is very likely that Qin Zhao chose to fire after waiting for Qin Zhao to shoot. Not only was the timing right, but also the target of the rocket explosion was the room where Qin Zhao was. Not only did the opponent predict that he would be stunned by the explosion on the 35th floor, but he was also sure that he would not bother to look for them at all, so he retreated calmly after the target was hit.

But with the combination of the Dragon and Teng heroes, who in this world can follow behind them without being noticed? Tie Mole couldn't think, he really couldn't think of anyone who could stand where he and Qin Zhao couldn't see without being noticed.

I don't know how long he ran in ignorance, Tie Mole felt that he could no longer hear the rumbling explosion, and there was no longer the red flame and the white cloth strip floating in mid-air with sarcasm. He parked the car on the side of the road and leaned on the steering wheel as if he was exhausted.

Here is close to the suburbs. In the suburbs late at night, except for the occasional flash of car lights, the surroundings are so quiet that you can’t even hear the sound of bugs. Only the second hand of the watch under your head is still beeping stubbornly. Uniform sound.

watch? !

Tie Mole suddenly raised his head, stretched out the lights in the cab, and then raised his left wrist to his eyes, staring at this watch that Qin Zhao jokingly called the crystallization of love. He slowly tore the watch off his wrist, then turned it over, took a deep breath and closed his eyes, used three fingers to tighten the back cover that ordinary people can only use special tools to lock, and then slowly followed The clock ticks.

The back cover of this world-renowned watch that can only be opened with special tools was easily unscrewed by Tie Mole with three fingers, but he dared not open his eyes to take a look... because there is no need to look, but to touch it with his index finger. He was also able to clearly identify a tiny monitor not much bigger than a bean under the back cover of the watch.

Tie Molei silently smiled bitterly, finally opened his eyes, and brought the watch to his face.

A light blue super tiny monitor smaller than a soybean is ingeniously inlaid on the side of the clockwork inside the watch. On the monitor, the red dot that can only be barely seen with the naked eye in the dark is flickering uninterruptedly. This proves that it is working normally now.

Tie Molei smiled miserably again, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth again, that bloody smile was uglier than crying. My own brother, the brother who had given his back to him countless times on the battlefield, was actually scattered in a foreign land because of such a thing that was not worth ten thousand yuan. But the culprit of all this was the lover who put the watch on his wrist with affectionate eyes and soft movements like spring water before he came to Japan.

lover?

What a beautiful word. In Chinese, she represents a girlfriend and lover whom I like very much. And not long ago, I swore that my brother would be the best man when I got married in the future. However, it was the beloved lover who laughed at seeing her in the dream and betrayed him, so that his best brother could never see his own... lover.

This ironic process coupled with an unacceptable ending was enough to make Tie Molei, who had always been calm and calm, stare at the front motionlessly like a breathing zombie. Ahead is endless night. A night full of thin mist, covering the way home...

"I will seek justice for you," Tie Molei looked up at the distant sky, as if there was Qin Zhao there. His blurred eyes gradually became firm and bright. The tears on the face have dried up, and the blood has coagulated. But the anger, the kind of crazy anger that destroys everything, ignited from the deepest part of the eyes, grinding the teeth with the teeth and making a creepy creaking sound, although the voice was soft but cold to freezing point: "It doesn't matter who she is! "

...

The next day, the "Tokyo Daily" reported a news, the full text is as follows:

At about 11:30 in the middle of the night yesterday, an explosion occurred in a young white-collar apartment in the center of Hiroshima City. The center of the explosion was in room 3507 on the thirty-fifth floor. According to incomplete statistics, the explosion caused about 9 deaths and 14 injuries. Police authorities said that in room 3507 of the explosion center, two charred bodies were found. In addition to a large-caliber sniper rifle made in the United States, a jade token of unknown origin was also found at the scene. According to the judgment of the police, based on the jade plaque engraved with a Chinese word "leaf" and a snake representing the Chinese zodiac, the police suspect that one of the male corpses is Chinese... The above report is by Tokyo Daily reporter Zichuan Haoyue Reported at nine o'clock on September 29th...

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September 29th, 2003, the Lunar Year Guiwei (Year of the Sheep) is the fourth day of September in the lunar calendar. Fierce in the southeast, Fulu in the northwest. It is suitable for marriage and relocation of graves. The morning of this day was sunny, the temperature in the morning was 16 degrees, and it already had the smell of autumn.

Ye Qingling, who was wearing a white gauze-like tunic sweater, stepped into the Tianhe Group building on time at 7:50 in the morning.

"Mr. Ye is good."

"Mr. Ye is early."

Facing each employee's morning greeting, Ye Qingling smiled and nodded to say hello one by one for the first time, which made many employees who rarely saw Mr. Ye smiling. Mr. Ye smiled and nodded in return? The waiters at the front desk looked at me, I looked at you, and looked at the back of Ye Qingling walking into the elevator with doubts on their faces.

"Xiao Zhang, did you see that Mr. Ye is smiling at us?" Xiao Li, who has a round baby face, asked Xiao Zhang, who just came here for a day.

"Why, didn't Mr. Ye not smile before?" Xiao Zhang touched his sharp chin and asked strangely.

"Yes, I have been working here for eleven months, and this is the third time I saw her smile when I greeted President Ye in the morning..." Xiao Wang on the side took the words and said, "Hey, Xiao Li , Guess, does Mr. Ye have a boyfriend? Otherwise, why would she smile and nod to us?"

"Ah, no way." Xiao Zhang exaggeratedly opened his mouth and asked, "Mr. Ye is so beautiful, did no man chase after him before?"

"Cut!" Xiao Li and Xiao Wang cut together, and at the same time slightly raised their chins: "It's not that Mr. Ye doesn't have men chasing her, but those who chase her look down on her. Do you know? Our deputy mayor Mr. Kang has been closed in front of Mr. Ye. You have no luck to see that so many roses sent by Mr. Kang were thrown down from more than ten floors by Mr. Ye's personal secretary Zhao Min at that time. ..."

"Wow, you're so arrogant," Xiao Zhang, who had just left school for a few days, heard that Mr. Ye had let the mayor's son's roses fly, and his eyes were immediately filled with admiration: "A woman should be like this, as long as she doesn't want to give up the roses, she will be so arrogant." I like it, I don't care if he is the mayor or not. If I were Mr. Ye, if I met a man I didn't like to send flowers, I wouldn't pretend to be a secretary... Hey, that Zhao Min who threw flowers for Mr. Ye Isn’t it Mr. Zhao of Phantom Socks now?”

"Yeah, that's the one who had dinner with Mr. Ye at noon yesterday. He's not much older than us, but he's a high-level white-collar worker now. I'm envious..." Xiao Li sighed: "That's hundreds of thousands of annual salary. Oh, it took Mr. Zhao less than four months to be directly promoted from a secretary to the head of the department, which is really tough."

"Then you can also be Mr. Ye's secretary. Maybe you will be the next boss with an annual salary of hundreds of thousands." From a secretary to a department boss, life is not so good.

Xiao Li shook his head, and said helplessly: "Mr. Ye has already had a secretary. Besides, I don't know how many people with this idea are just looking at this position. Where is our turn?"

"Which one is Mr. Ye's secretary? Have I seen it? Are you as beautiful as Sister Li and Sister Wang?" Xiao Zhang knew how to flatter him when he just left school, and his future is very limitless.

After grinning, Xiao Wang covered his mouth and said in a low voice: "Mr. Ye's secretary is now a man, not a woman. However, I haven't seen him come to the company since yesterday, maybe he has something to do."

Xiao Zhang just wanted to ask Mr. Ye whether he was handsome, but he heard Lao Wang from the logistics department shouting at the back door: "Hey, girls, come here and deliver today's newspapers to each department."

"Bad old king, he arranged hard work for us again..." Xiao Li muttered in a low voice, but then he showed a big smile and replied with a sweet smile: "Okay, what's the good news in today's newspaper?" A few days ago, I saw Japan trying to get into trouble with us. I don’t know if there was an earthquake in their country today, and those uneasy bastards were shocked to death..."

"Little girl, save some morals, love can be expressed with the mouth, hate can be expressed with the eyes, but disgusting, it is best to keep it in the bottom of my heart and let it take root..." I read "Qingdao Daily" countless times every day To pass the time, Lao Wang, who always speaks such philosophical words of life, makes others look at him with admiration...

I don't know if that guy can come back today, alas... no matter how powerful he is, he won't be able to make waves in other countries. When Ye Qingling walked into the CEO's office, she nodded and asked Zao Shi to the dozens of department heads who had already been sitting there, and thought about how Qin Zhao, who must not have come to the company at this time on weekdays, is doing now.

In the past three months, Ye Qingling has long been used to the morning meeting and when the bosses of various departments leave the president's office, there will be a guy with a wicked smile knocking on the door gently. And before I had time to say please come in, someone's face that deserved to be beaten would appear at the door of the room, asking with obvious respect at first sight: Mr. President, what work do you need to do today? Follow the hard work of a pommel horse?

Although I really, really hate that innocent and idiotic smiling face, but for some reason, every time I stare at him with white eyes and say something to him such as: Dear Secretary Qin, you Or go back to your own room and go online to meet your sister. Here, no, a courteous word is needed from someone who knows nothing about the company's business. Then, just after the embarrassing, obviously pretending bitter gourd face retracts like a little turtle, the mood will be inexplicably relaxed, the kind of child who teases an adult easy.

Although Ye Qingling knew clearly that Qin Zhao deliberately pretended to let her step on this kindness, but she liked that feeling and never tired of it.