The crowd streamed out of the gate in twos and threes. When she was sure that the hall on the first floor was empty, Lin Sanjiu stood up next to a half person high machine. The square gray machine raised an eye - it was indeed a yellow eye - and swept it over her, then fell back to the ground, and seemed to have no interest in her.

Lin Sanjiu walked gently to the door of a room and looked at the empty door. She took a long breath, pushed the door and walked in.

This room is very spacious, and the center is occupied by a long mahogany table. The lamp is not turned on, and the long table is caged in the shadow. In the half dark room, only a window in the distance was facing the door, forming a vast white light in the sky.

A tall figure was immersed in the sky outside the window, his hands leaning on the windowsill, motionless.

Lin Sanjiu took the door, cleared his throat, and found himself somehow nervous.

"Are they all gone?"

Spaan lowered his head and his voice rustled.

She hesitated for half a second, "Hmm".

Spaan suddenly turned around, glanced at her, and walked through the room a few steps - he opened a chair not far from Lin Sanjiu, and lifted his chin at her: "sit here."

Lin Sanjiu hesitated a little, but he still didn't move. He still held the back of the chair with one hand and put the other hand on the table.

How can I get in here?

She just stopped at the edge of the chair, and before she could open her mouth, the blonde man suddenly stepped closer, and the breathless face suddenly magnified in front of her eyes - his broken hair and breath rushed onto her neck, and then her face cooled, and the mask had been removed.

"It looks much better,"

The emerald green pupils covered by scattered blonde hair are like a deep lake under the shadow of a forest. Spaan looked at her without blinking, with a warm breath between his lips and teeth; He smiled in a low voice. The bright green and snow-white in his eyes were almost frightening: "you have changed so much that I almost didn't recognize you."

When he returned the mask to her and sat down at the end of the long table, Lin Sanjiu touched his face and felt that it was a little hot.

"Aren't you really enlightened in Banshan town?" Teacher Yi asked suspiciously again, "I think you are very similar."

"Can't you say less?"

Lin Sanjiu was a little embarrassed by her words, but he was more or less recovered. She sat down in the open chair and gently pressed her cheek; She looked at spaan, her eyelashes blinking on the edge of her palm - "you won't catch me for Levin, will you?"

Spar looked at her quietly without making a sound.

Wisps of white sky light fell from behind his shoulder, and the color of flowing gold jumped in the sun, as if it were more dazzling than the sun. He looked at Lin Sanjiu, his eyes bright as stars; After a while, he smiled softly, "where have you been since you left the library?"

Look at his calm appearance, it's like an old friend talking about the past - but on this occasion, it's obviously not enough for them to chat slowly. The members of the security department and the staff in this building are still waiting outside at this time. I'm afraid that his strange order just now will be passed on to others at any time.

Lin San Jiu sighed slowly, "what do you want?"

"Why don't you come to me?" Spaan sighed deeply - he was still a distance away, but it made people feel that the breath was close to his ear and soul, and gently scratched it.

"Several Arsenal men came to assassinate me last night." Lin Sanjiu deliberately cooled his voice and said, "you just found out that I'm coming, and someone is going to kill me... In this case, how can I rashly come to you?"

"Now you know, that's Li wensujiang's order."

Spaan stretched out his hand and untied a few buttons on his collar, as if to breathe for himself; A shadow slid down his Adam's apple and sank into the deep recess of his clavicle, turning into a faint luster of texture. He looked up at her and suddenly laughed hoarsely, "can I sit over there?"

Lin Sanjiu almost forgot that he was always so intimate and gentle when dealing with women.

She rubbed her eyebrows, pretended not to hear that sentence, and only asked in a low voice, "Li wensujiang? That's his full name? Why did he order me to be chased?"

"He's from the War Department," spaan approached her and pulled out another chair. He leaned his arms on his knees, leaned down, looked up at her, and his eyes were trembling green: "some girls told me before that they wanted me to stay away from them as far as possible... But it was not easy for us to meet again, and I can't do that."

"Didn't you two just meet in the library? What's the relationship between him and you?" Teacher Yi's voice was full of doubts, "why don't I know?"

"It's not just you who don't know, nor do I."

Lin Sanjiu secretly responded in his heart, but he somehow understood the girls who wanted to avoid sparan far away; She tried to be calm and asked, "what happened to the combat department?"

"I used to be a fighter, when I first met you." Spaan whispered, "the battle Department of the arsenal is equivalent to half a mercenary department. In addition to completing the tasks of the arsenal, it often receives various tasks. Orders such as assassinating an evolutionist are often paid for."

In other words, Li wensujiang was just a knife, as she guessed.

"How can I know who hired them?"

"Only in a few cases does the commander of the combat department know; sometimes, I'm afraid he doesn't even know the top level." Spaan sighed and smiled, "I was attacked several times when I was the commander of the combat department, all because someone wanted to know who was buying their lives. But in fact, I didn't have a clue at all."

It was only a few years since they separated, but he seemed to have sat down in important positions in the arsenal. Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the speech: "later?"

"Then our task was completed." The blonde man laughed briskly. "However, I don't think Li wensujiang's task can be completed - and I won't let him complete it."

Is he willing to help?

"But he set a trap for you." She frowned. "The goal he described to you is completely inconsistent with mine. According to that description, you can't find someone to give him."

"Yes," spaan smiled, looking not too taken to heart. "He set me up, but I couldn't question him about it. Among the targets of the battle department, there must be one that conforms to his description."

"Why?" Lin Sanjiu couldn't help asking, "it's the end of the world. What's the advantage of evolutionists fighting each other like this?"

Just when she said this, she also vaguely thought of the answer.

This is not really a doomsday world. From a certain point of view, biluohuangquan is far more prosperous and advanced than her hometown world; There are too many things worth fighting for here.

Spaan looked at her and smiled gently. His eyes twinkled with emerald water. "Isn't this human beings? Besides - look outside," he stretched out his arms and pointed to the skylight of the window: "isn't Arsenal a very attractive advantage?"

"You... The goal of you and Li wensujiang is this arsenal?"

"At least I am. It's not 'this Arsenal'," he combed his blonde hair back, shining. When he raised his head again, sebaan's eyes were so bright that he couldn't look directly at them, as if everything in the world could be accommodated in his vision: "there is only one Arsenal in the world. It will be mine."

Even though he knew little about the twelve realms, Lin Sanjiu could vaguely guess the weight of Arsenal from the information of half a claw.

She nodded, forgetting what she was going to say for a moment - after a while, she suddenly felt a little frustrated: "so... Isn't there someone who definitely knows each other's identity information? I can't always stand in the open and wait for someone to kill."

"The procedures in the Arsenal are exquisite and complex. If a customer doesn't want anyone to know his identity, no one in the Arsenal will know - but he can still act according to every word of his requirements." Spaan pondered for a while, and finally shook his head: "if there is such a person, as you said, I don't know who he is."

Lin Sanjiu was almost discouraged and couldn't help wiping his face heavily.

"Although I don't know," spaan looked at her without blinking, his eyes immersed in the shadow of his eyelashes, as if he could penetrate the body and touch the human soul. "However, I can't let you be chased by anyone."

"Do you have a way?"

"There's a way," spaan frowned slightly, "but I have to tell you directly that it's a little far away. And I don't know how likely it is to succeed."

"Do you think it's worth trying?" Lin Sanjiu's eyes lit up. Unconsciously, they seem to have established a layer of trust.

"If it were me, I would try it." The blond man glanced at her, and his snow-white teeth flashed in his smile: "I think you should be the same person as me, right?"

After entering the room, she finally showed a little smile for the first time. "What is that?" Lin Sanjiu heaved his breath and asked.

"It's a copy," spaan suddenly stood up and threw a warm, dry, sunny breath; She stared at him, stretched out her hand, and pulled her messy strands of hair behind her ears. It's hard to tell whether his words are surprising or his actions are even more surprising for a moment - "it's called a dream script."

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