Chapter One【Offline & Jumping School Flowers】
December 23, 2021.
London.
The street outside the headquarters of Barclays Bank.
A gray-haired middle-aged man walked out of the bank gate, surrounded by a group of black suits next to and behind him. The Mercedes-Benz on the side of the road had opened the door, and several security guards were standing in key positions and staring around.
The middle-aged man walked to the car and mumbled to his deputies as he walked quickly: "Tell the vampires of the fund, if they don't do it, we'll do it first. It's a feast. I don't care about the crisis. The crisis, the expected profit of 10 billion, is worth it even if it goes to hell..."
Before the voice fell, there was a loud noise! The head of the middle-aged man suddenly burst like a watermelon!
The deputy next to his body was splashed with a white and red face. After a second, he let out a scream!
The well-trained security rushed up frantically, and the more professionally trained, quickly judged the trajectory and shooting direction, and rushed away...
A few minutes later, in a building in the distance, the shooting location was found, and an instrumented sniper rifle was found.
"Damn it, it's remote control."
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In a cafe on a street behind the bank, a woman in a trench coat walked out slowly. Her black hair and black eyes showed her Asian identity.
The woman walked to the side of the road with a pair of S-class long legs wrapped in long leather boots. She quickly walked into the alley, and pulled out a windbreaker that had been hidden there long ago from a trash can.
After putting on the windbreaker, when she walked out from the other side of the alley, she had become a heroic elite fan in a windbreaker and sunglasses.
She opened the door of a Land Rover parked on the side of the road, got into the car, and found a mobile phone and a car key from the car.
The woman used her mobile phone to broadcast a number pre-stored in it.
"Firefly reported that the target has been destroyed. By the way, the little toy you made is good, but the judgment of the wind speed is still a bit flawed. Improve it next time, Fox."
A hoarse woman with a Latin accent came from the phone: "Received, you immediately withdraw from the prepared route."
"Don't find me for this kind of task next time. It's just a black-hearted vulture in the financial world. It's too boring to let me stop the holiday to do this kind of thing." The woman stretched out, even in a trench coat. Unable to hide the graceful curve: "What's my next task?"
"There are no more tasks, the latest order, everyone enters silent mode."
"Silent? How long?" The woman frowned.
"...Permanent." On the other side of the phone.
The woman slammed on the accelerator!
The Land Rover stopped abruptly on the side of the road.
"Silent mode? Forever?" The woman's voice trembled slightly.
After she was silent for a second, she couldn't control it, and screamed at the phone frantically: "Who gave the order!! I want to contact the boss!!"
On the other end of the phone: "It's the order from the BOSS, which was issued an hour ago. A recording from him."
"You lied!! You damn fox! You must be lying again!!" The woman yelled frantically, "If you tell me this kind of lie again, I will blow your head with one shot! I swear!!"
On the other end of the phone, the hoarse voice, but his tone was cold: "It's a pity that you don't need to do this anymore! After so many years, you know me well, and you know him well!"
The woman sat in the car, letting the blocked car behind the road honk frantically.
Tears flowed under her sunglasses.
She trembled: "So... this time, he really left, didn't he. He really... left?"
The voice over the phone was cold: "His last words: He hopes that we can all go to heaven in the future.
And hell...just let him go alone, that's fine. After a pause, she continued: "Okay, execute the order, Firefly! This is the last time we have called, so... see you in the next life. " The phone hung up, a busy tone.
The woman took off her sunglasses, her delicate makeup had been blurred by tears, and her black eyeshadow had been dissolved by the tears and flowed down.
These eyes are full of sorrow!
The sound of the horn behind him became more and more rapid, and the sound of a police siren in the distance was getting closer and closer.
The woman suddenly picked up the phone and sent a message to that number.
Then she threw the phone, pushed the door and got out of the car, and stood in the middle of the road. She took out her pistol, pulled the trigger against the sky, screamed frantically, and finished the magazine in one breath! !
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
Bang bang bang bang...
Pedestrians on the street screamed in fright and fled, and the car owners who honked their horns frantically behind them jumped out of the car and left.
After a while, police cars swarmed.
The woman lit a cigarette and stood in the middle of the road.
She took a deep breath of cigarette, then threw the cigarette butt on the ground.
"Hell? No, I won't let you go to such a place alone, I will stay with you!"
Watching the police car stopped in the distance and the police approaching with guns.
The woman sneered, and a silver dagger appeared in her hand.
She stabbed her heart fiercely with a dagger!
In the mobile phone in the car, the content of the last message sent is:
Firefly, offline!
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At an altitude of 20,000 feet, a trainer aircraft dedicated to parachuting is flying.
In the cabin, a woman with short blond hair and an exploding figure listened to the last sentence in the phone.
"... His last message... execute the order... see you in the next life."
The blonde woman hung up the phone and sat down slowly, her gorgeous face sluggish.
In front of her, a man who was checking the skydiving equipment stopped his movements and frowned, "What's wrong, Alice, is there any problem? You are about to arrive at the skydiving scheduled place, and you look a bit wrong. The call just now..."
Snapped!
The blonde woman suddenly took a gun out of her arms and shot it in front of the man!
The man's complexion changed, and he jumped up in exclamation.
"Sit down, Mr. Pierre." The blonde woman opened her eyelids, her blue eyes with indescribable sadness.
"Alice...you..."
The blonde woman took a deep breath.
She speaks slowly, and her voice is calm and almost mechanical:
"First of all, I am not Alice, this is a pseudonym. My task is to get close to you, to be your skydiving instructor, and then...according to the original plan, I will kidnap you directly for this skydiving. Mr. Pierre Someone commissioned us, you participated in a military research project a few years ago, there are things they need...Of course, these have nothing to do with me. I just approached you, kidnapped you, and then gave you to them. Then I Get paid...Of course, you are very valuable, thirty million dollars."
Pierre looked pale and looked around quickly: "Love, Alice...what are you talking about, I don't understand..."
"No, you understand. Your pupils are dilating, and you are in fear." The blonde woman shook her head, her tone still calm and terrible: "Mr. Pierre, we spent a month making plans for today's kidnapping, and then ..."
"Alice! I think we can talk." Pierre stammered: "I can pay more..."
"I said, my name is not Alice." The blonde woman said lightly: "However, you are very lucky. Just a minute ago, I decided to cancel this mission. Now, you can go."
"...Go?" Pierre's eyes widened.
The blonde woman clicked the cabin door with her gun: "Pick up your umbrella bag and jump yourself."
Pierre wanted to say something else, the blonde woman made him shut up directly with a motion of opening the gun safety.
A minute later, Pierre, who jumped from the cabin door with an umbrella bag on his back, opened the umbrella bag in mid-air.
In the cockpit of the plane, the blonde woman exhaled, as if talking to herself:
"Hell? Don't you know, I've always wanted to see it. Don't go too fast, wait for me, I'll catch up with you."
In the phone next to me, there is a message that has been sent.
"Hummingbird, offline!"
Pierre in midair saw a scene that he will never forget!
The trainer suddenly rushed to the distant mountain crazily...
Then, there is a brilliant firework!
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In the dark room, only the computer screen was lit.
On the screen, the avatars and names have become black and white.
The hands in front of the keyboard, because they clenched too hard, the nails pierced the palms of the hands and became bloody!
On the screen, the dialog box after each name and the last message received seem to be very similar...
"Niutou, offline!"
"Hummingbird, offline!"
"Blueberry, offline!"
"Iris, offline!"
"...Offline!"
Offline!
Offline!
Offline! ! !
In front of the screen, a woman full of Latin flair was already crying!
"So, Chen Nuo, you think you are a smart idiot, you really think that you left, in exchange for us, can let us live silently for the second half of our life? Don't you understand, we people, every One, since being pulled out of the abyss, from the quagmire of fate, in this life, I have lived only for you."
With blood-stained hands, he calmly took out a gun from the drawer.
A bullet is pressed into the magazine.
Insert the magazine.
Open the insurance.
Every movement, these hands are completed extremely stable.
"Heaven is where you are."
The Latin woman was smiling, and suddenly her gun was pointed at her forehead.
"Fox, off line! (Fox, off line!)"
boom!
A gunshot sounded.
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Sometimes life is like a stream, sometimes like a river.
In many cases, a drop of rain, a stream, will eventually flow into the river, and then...
Finally rushed into the sea!
Life is like this.
It's like being empty at the same time.
Like everything in the universe!
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And this afternoon on December 23, 2000. U U Reading www.uukanshu.com
Just returning to this timeline, Chen Nuo, who knew nothing about the splendid life farewell ceremony like fireworks, was wearing a blue and white ugly and fat school uniform, standing outside the classroom. .
Not surprisingly, he listened to this math class while standing outside the classroom.
Not surprisingly, he hadn't been exposed to these high school textbooks for decades in his life, looking at the math problem on the blackboard, it was like reading a book from heaven.
"Hey, life is not worth it."
Chen Nuo sighed pretending to be vicissitudes of life.
On the playground, there are students playing football, young boys with sweat and hormones, deliberately yelling and running wildly, seemingly want to use this method to attract the attention of girls.
From his perspective, he could just see a certain boy in the last row of the classroom, hiding a Jin Yong novel under the math book.
From his perspective, you can just see a Jay Chou sticker on the pencil case of a certain girl in the first row.
Chen Nuo raised his head and looked up at the sky. Although it is winter, the sun still feels a little dazzling.
"So, God, is this a punishment or a reward for me?"
Chen Nuo gave a wry smile.
Then suddenly, a shadow fell from the sky, and his face directly hit... Well, to be precise, it was [being] hit two soft balls.
Emmmm...
Soft but full of elasticity.
Probably...
C?
There was a scream in my ear.
"Come on!!! The school flower jumped off the building!!!"
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