Know Yourself in the Dragon World

"So, do you understand?" Chu Zihang put down the marker.

There was a map of Stockholm on the table with eight red circles drawn on it, and the time of death of the deceased was noted next to each circle.

This is called professionalism.

"I seem to understand it, but I understand it a little bit." Han Qiu replied.

"Let me tell you again." Chu Zihang said calmly.

"I understand!" Han Qiu said hurriedly, "I suddenly realized that the murderer killed someone every fifteen days, right? And the earliest murder took place on East Street, which means he most likely lives nearby."

"Well, that's about right."

"So how do we act?"

"Go to the dock first and get the equipment."

Han Qiu asked expectantly, "Are there any sniper rifles?"

The delivery of the equipment was arranged by Chu Zihang, Han Qiu only wanted a sniper rifle.

My love for sniper rifles is almost in my genes.

"For a mission of this level, we won't be equipped with firearms like sniper rifles. We only have two pistols, plus my Murasame, and the makeshift weapons I asked the equipment department to equip you with."

"Knife?"

"Well, the Nepalese army knife is produced by the Equipment Department. The quality is far superior to ordinary knives."

"I still like swords."

"Swords are not suitable for actual combat." Chu Zihang can be so serious at any time. If others just say something simple, he can explain it seriously for a long time, "A double-edged weapon, once the opponent's strength exceeds yours, it is easy to hurt yourself with the blade facing you."

"Ok."

"Let's go to the dock."

"More fries."

"What?" Chu Zihang didn't understand what Han Qiu meant.

"It's okay, brother, I'm just kidding."

"What's a joke?" Chu Zihang continued to ask.

Han Qiu felt a little crazy inside, he now felt that his senior brother was also a top-notch person.

However, he didn't know that Chu Zihang himself didn't talk that much, and when he was performing tasks with others, there was rarely such frequent communication.

This was actually the beginning of Chu Zihang's acceptance of a person. In Chu Zihang's heart, Han Qiu and Lu Mingfei came from the same high school as him. As a senior, he had to give some help more or less, and he hoped to see Han Qiu and Lu Mingfei grow up.

Chu Zihang is such a person, responsible and even protective. He is calm and rational when performing tasks, but in fact it is just because he wants to protect the people around him, and he must ensure that he is in the best condition.

"It's a kind of, um, how should I put it? Some classic plots and words. Used in daily life, it creates a funny effect."

Chu Zihang thought about it and nodded expressionlessly, "I see. I haven't heard this before."

"It's okay, it's okay, let's go to the dock."

It was already evening and there were few people on the streets. Most of the shops were closed.

The impact of the serial murder case is really huge.

"Brother, I heard that you took the initiative to contact Kassel College?"

Even though Chu Zihang was too serious, Han Qiu still didn't give up.

He tried to complete the unfinished task, and at the same time he also wanted to make friends with a reliable person like Chu Zihang.

"Ah."

"I awakened my bloodline a long time ago, but I couldn't contact Kassel Academy. You are amazing."

"Just luck."

"Speaking of which, Senior Brother, what is your Word Spirit?"

"'Jun Yan'."

"The serial number must be very high, right?"

"89."

The sunset illuminates this somewhat deserted city, and the clouds are running around in the wind.

Han Qiu asked some meaningless questions, and Chu Zihang replied seriously.

If you're not careful, Chu Zihang will teach Han Qiu a lot of knowledge based on his questions.

There were many seagulls on the pier. When they saw someone coming, they immediately flew into the air and circled.

This reminded Han Qiu of the online cartoon. Damn, why did he think of "Going to the dock to get some French fries" again.

There were many ships docked in the harbor, rocking gently with the waves.

Perhaps due to the impact of the murder case, most of the workers at the dock have already gone off work, leaving only the sound of the sea, coming with the wind.

Han Qiu didn't wait for the notification that the task was completed, but instead learned a lot of useful knowledge.

A busy evening in vain.

Perhaps there is something noteworthy about an evening like this.

Just like the words lingering in Han Qiu’s mind: Go to the dock and get some French fries.

……

Outside the special channel of Narita Airport, Tokyo, Japan.

There were two men standing on both sides of the black car, one on the left and one on the right, just like a pair of bodyguards.

The car door suddenly opened, and the woman walked out slowly, "Yaksha, move aside, you're blocking the car door."

The man named Yaksha touched his forehead. He was indeed as ugly as a Yaksha, and looked ferocious and evil.

"Ying, have you changed your clothes?" asked Crow.

"Don't you have eyes?" Ying asked calmly.

The three of them had just finished their mission when blood splattered on Ying's clothes. It happened that the young master was about to return home, so they had to rush to the airport in a hurry.

Ying didn't want to meet the young master in blood-stained clothes, so she had to change clothes in the car.

Crow and Yaksha were sensible enough not to peek. In fact, they couldn't see anything. The car's glass, when viewed from the outside, was just pitch black.

Moreover, Sakura probably never takes off the close-fitting armor except when taking a bath.

"The boss is here." Yaksha said suddenly.

At the end of the special passage, a man in a black windbreaker walked slowly.

The man took out a cigarette from his pocket, Mild Seven, which he always smoked.

However, he overlooked one problem. When he went through security check, his lighter was taken away.

At this time, he was walking and touching his pockets. Only after he had touched all his pockets did he remember this matter.

And he also walked to the black car.

"Boss!" Crow and Yaksha shouted in unison.

Ying took out a lighter and helped the man light the cigarette with an expressionless face, "Young Master."

The man took a deep breath and exhaled calmly, "How long have you been waiting?"

"Less than an hour," the crow replied.

"Is this headquarters fun, boss?" Yasha asked.

"It looks the same as before. The school gate seems to have been changed." The man's face was hidden in the smoke. "There are some more interesting guys. You should have heard that the academy has a new 'S' class named Lu Mingfei."

"I participated in the Bronze Project, but made almost no contribution. When I was evacuating, I fell off the helicopter and was swallowed by the Dragon King Norton." Ying knew all about it. "I was lucky that I was not swallowed by Norton and survived."

"I seem to have heard that he is the illegitimate son of Principal Angers." said the Crow.

"How do you all know everything?" Yasha felt as if he didn't belong to this team.

"You are both right." The man said, "Compared to Caesar, he is not worthy of 'S' rank."

"Boss, have you seen them?" asked the crow.

"I took a look from a distance," the man said. "There's nothing to praise."

"Let's go back home." The man walked towards the car.

Ying considerately opened the back door for him.

Crow and Yaksha looked at each other and had a brief discussion about who should drive.

However, after Sakura closed the car door for the man, she walked around to the driver's seat and sat directly in.

"If you don't get in the car, I'll leave you here." Sakura's voice was a little cold.

Upon hearing this, Crow and Yaksha quickly got into the car.