hell cycle

Four hours ago, the sky was as dark as ink, with only a bright moon shining a bit of icy light, illuminating passers-by in the dark night. This kind of sky is like this land where hope and despair coexist. It may be filled with darkness, but always There are people who don't give up and struggle persistently for that little cold and distant hope.

The second section in charge of the Juntong Shanghai Station was dispatched with all the troops, divided into three groups, land, water, and a team of troops fixed at the front wharf in advance, to attack in three directions.

All the way along the Wusong Port, lurking on the road and trailing quietly on the water, monitoring the surveying and mapping ship until, except for the waters of Shanghai, when it was still some distance from the Suzhou Port, and the most sparsely populated section, I took a telescope to observe from a distance The heavily camouflaged Japanese surveying ship was about to give a secret signal to blow it up.

But, suddenly, the surveying ship exploded.

The second team of the Military Command Shanghai Station stared at it for two full months, just to kill the ship, but now the ship was blown up under the surveillance of the third team of the Military Command.

Including Ming Lou, all the members of the third military command team were a little stunned.

Seeing this scene through the telescope, Minglou's expression did not change, his composure remained the same, and even his emotions did not fluctuate greatly. No one could tell that just a few hours ago, this powerful man seemed to be forever calm. Qian Yuan, who was as stable as a mountain, once collapsed, once cried bitterly like a child, once... almost killed the person he loved with his own hands.

Minglou was as calm as ever, with no change in expression on his face, only a faint sharpness in his eyes, and the aura of Qianyuan around him was also slightly enhanced, making some of his subordinates around him, especially some of the moderate, couldn't help but back away Two steps, unconsciously moving a little further away from Minglou.

In just a split second, Ming Lou restrained his extroverted aura again, and everything returned to normal, but the sharpness in his expression was completely restrained.

At this time, Minglou hadn't cultivated to the level where he could hide all his emotions behind that gentle mask. The sharpness and sharpness of Minglou's body are still so clear and obvious.

Standing there, watching the blown-up ship burn slowly and finally sink below the water surface, Minglou said flatly: "Retract the team."

One and a half hours after the Japanese surveying and mapping ship was blown up, two and a half hours ago, the military commanded the first security stronghold in the second block of Shanghai Station.

Everyone is busy, sorting out a large amount of information, and handing it to Minglou continuously, one piece of paper, one message after another.

One by one, one by one, Ming Lou repeatedly checked the messages on his hand, carefully screened them, and finally put down the information in his hand, picked up a lighter, and burned all these things to ashes, looking at the paper that was slowly turning into ashes , Ming Lou said to the deputy beside him: "Report to the police, the task is completed."

The assistant was taken aback, and said, "But today..."

Minglou glanced at his loyal deputy, but obviously couldn't keep up with him, and said, "Have we dispatched today?"

The deputy said: "It's dispatched."

Minglou said, "Did the boat blow up?"

The deputy said: "It exploded."

Minglou said: "Then our task is of course completed."

When the deputy heard it now, he suddenly realized, thinking he understood, well, it turned out that the chief wanted to take the credit for this, yes, whoever did it, anyway, the ship blew up and the task was completed.

The deputy smiled happily and said, "Yes, I will report right away."

Minglou didn't say much.

The deputy thought he understood, understood what Minglou meant, but did he really understand?

What is Minglou's real intention?

Half an hour after the responsible station of the second block of the Military Command Shanghai Station reported to the top, it was an hour ago.

Ming Lou quietly walked through the alleys of Shanghai Beach under the darkness of night. He walked to a courtyard alone and knocked on the door.

After repeating this for a while, the door opened, and the people inside were stunned when they saw Minglou, and then quickly looked around the alley, Minglou said calmly: "Don't worry, no one is following, I came alone."

The man in the room relaxed slightly, and turned to let Minglou in.

Minglou stepped into the courtyard, walked into the house, put it on the foot, turned around, and Minglou's gun was already on the head of the person who opened the door for him. At this time, there was another Qianyuan in the room. Seeing this, he immediately aimed his gun at Minglou, and said, "What are you doing?"

Ming Lou ignored the man who pointed the gun at him, staring at the man he pointed the gun at in front of him, the aura belonging to Qian Yuan in his body no longer restrained, and was released completely, instantly oppressing the faces of the people in the room. A little pale.

Ming Lou stared at the person in front of him, his face was as cold as ice, and said: "I said that I will not interfere with you, and I allow you to act under my eyelids, provided that you are willing to provide information sharing, but today, You have broken our agreement."

The man Minglou put a gun to his head said: "I can't understand what you said."

Minglou's expression was still cold, but the corners of his mouth were slightly sneered up, but Qianyuan's aura around him was even more overwhelming, making Qianyuan next to him, who was pointing a gun at him, couldn't help but take a step back.

Such a Minglou is terrifying. Such a Minglou makes people want to bend their knees and avoid it.

Minglou's voice was very calm and even softly said: "Can't you understand? If you can't understand now, then tomorrow, all our known strongholds in the second area of ​​D Shanghai Station will not exist. ". As early as when his parents died, Minglou understood that the most important thing for a Qianyuan is his head. If he wants to survive in this troubled world, he must not allow superstition to live in the so-called Qiyun of Qianyuan, and let instinct replace his head. Make a decision, but this doesn't mean that Minglou won't use her gender advantage when it's time to choose not to use it.

A powerful coercion from Qian Yuan made Zhang Yueyin, the person in charge of GD Shanghai Underground Party Line [-], gradually harden his expression. Hearing Minglou's question, he frowned, and said for a long time, "Mr. , I know why you are angry, but today's matter really has nothing to do with us, you should understand, just like your military command will not only have you as a nail in Shanghai Station, nor will we have only our dark thread here."

Minglou looked at Zhang Yueyin in front of him, just looking at him like this, the compelling Qianyuan aura on his body did not subside, Zhang Yueyin stood there, looking back at Minglou motionlessly, his expression did not waver in the slightest.

Putting away the gun, turning around, standing in front of the table in the room, picking up the kettle on the table, Minglou poured himself a glass of water, and said, "I want to know what I should know."

Zhang Yueyin turned to look at the person who was pointing a gun at Minglou, and winked. Zhang Yueyin's deputy, who was pale and slightly trembling with hands suppressed by Minglou's aura, took a breath to stabilize himself, and put the gun away. up.

The relationship with Minglou, who is both an enemy and a friend, has been maintained for not a short time. Regarding the consequences of falling out with Minglou, Zhang Yue is very clear about it. Taking a breath, Zhang Yueyin said: "The news did not come from our line. Understand."

Minglou's voice was cold and slightly impatient, and said, "You just said that."

Zhang Yueyin sighed slightly, and said in his heart: He is really a young master, with such a temper, he doesn't take care of him.Turning around, walking to the back of a Buddhist altar with a Buddha statue, removing the altar, taking out a file bag, and handing it to Minglou, Zhang Yueyin said: "This is all the information we can get on this line."

Ming Lou took out the file bag, looked indifferent, and said: "It is possible to get all the information that can be disclosed to me."

Zhang Yueyin smiled and did not refute.

Minglou opened the file bag, took out the documents inside, and looked through them one by one. Most of them could be guessed, such as the information of some suspicious ships at Wusongkou, the registration information of Shanghai Shipping Bureau, the shipping route of Wusong Port and Suzhoukou...Minglou Lou looked through it slowly, comparing it in his mind with the information reported by his subordinates when he was at the military control station.

Zhang Yueyin looked at Minglou who was looking through the information, and explained from the side: "The people on our line in this operation are just cooperating to provide some necessary information on water patterns and shipping. We only got the information from other dark lines today. News, the time is tight, we cannot communicate with Mr. Ming, and... I know that this incident is also a dilemma within your party. Although you have plans to return the incident to the Jiang bandits, the "He Mei Agreement" has just If the Japanese put pressure on the national government, I am afraid that you will find a way to find a few scapegoats, so this matter is not done by you, it is better for us to do it, we will carry the scapegoat, the Japanese There is no way to blame the national government any more."

Zhang Yueyin explained here that Minglou was listening and looking at the information in his hand, but suddenly, for some reason, Zhang Yueyin looked up at Minglou. At that moment, although Minglou's expression did not change, Zhang Yueyin He just intuitively sensed something was wrong, and subconsciously looked at Minglou, only to see that Minglou was looking at a photo in the portfolio without moving for a while.

Zhang Yueyin frowned slightly, and was about to try to call Minglou, but Minglou returned to normal immediately, put all the information back into the file bag, and said, "In this case, we would like to thank you for your kindness in helping to take the blame."

Returning the file bag to Zhang Yueyin, Ming Lou said: "Next time, Mr. Zhang, please go face the person in charge of the third block of the Shanghai War. He is much crazier than me. You should have seen it before."

After finishing speaking, Minglou turned around and walked away without looking back. Zhang Yueyin looked at Minglou's back and was a little puzzled. Beside him, his assistant expressed some doubts for him: "Why is this guy so easy to deal with today? , in the past, we didn’t give up after picking up an unknown amount of information from us.”

It was a quarter of an hour after Minglou left the stronghold of GD Shanghai Underground Party Line 45, and [-] minutes ago.

Quickly turned around and left the alley where GD buried the thread, sneaked alone in the night, until he reached the street far away, Minglou suddenly stopped, the memory in his mind, all the information, pictures, and people, one after another Disturbing, but finally converged into a node.

Two years ago, in a warehouse, he was walking leisurely, looked at Ah Cheng who opened the door and came in, and said, "Not bad."

Seeing him, Ah Cheng seemed a little helpless, and said, "Brother, can't you give me some privacy?"

He smiled and said, "You know Eldest Sister's temper. Aunt Gui was worried about you and chatted with Eldest Sister. Eldest Sister was worried, so she ordered me to come for an inspection."

Ah Cheng felt even more helpless, and said, "Brother, you can rest assured now that you have finished the inspection."

He nodded and said: "At your age, it's very rare to be able to do this. I don't have such ability at your age."

Hearing this, Ah Cheng lowered his eyes slightly, his regular eyelashes concealed the real emotion in those deer-like eyes, and said, "The children of the poor have long been in charge."

He sighed slightly, and said: "You are always like this, you are too strong, if you really have the idea of ​​doing business, you can..."

Ah Cheng raised his head, looked at him with those watery deer-like eyes, and said, "Eldest sister doesn't understand, mother doesn't understand, but elder brother, you should understand, I want to rely on my own ability to make a living."

Looking at Ah Cheng, he remembered the first time Aunt Gui brought this child to Ming's house... This child has always been so strong, he didn't want to rely on anyone, he sighed secretly, and he didn't say anything more.

Seeing that he didn't say anything more, Ah Cheng seemed very happy, and said, "Brother, I'll take you to a place that I just discovered."

After Yan Bi, Acheng pulled him to run out of the warehouse, climbed the mountain and turned around. When he reached a high ground, Acheng said to him excitedly: "Look, brother!"

He looked out from the place where he and Ah Cheng were standing, and found that this was a blind angle of sight, hidden by hills and forests. However, this blind angle of sight had the illusion that the river could not be seen from the low ground, but it was really standing there. Here, I found that this place can see almost all the boats coming and going on the river, condescending and clear.

"Brother, I have covered the surrounding area including here, and I only found this place during inspection today..."

……

Now, the picture of looking towards the river from that blind spot keeps replaying in Minglou's mind, and then that photo, that photo in the file bag, that shooting angle, that other people can't see the problem, but he can see it at a glance. The photos of the boats on the river are taken mysteriously inside.

There is also the shooting time shown on the photo, a certain year, month, and day more than half a year ago...

Through layer upon layer of filtering, the intelligence about all the collected clues of the lone wolf's actions was extracted from the mind.

On a certain day of a certain year and a certain month, the lone wolf was in Nanjing.

These two timings collide!

This means that perhaps Ah Cheng still has many suspicions and questions that have not been resolved, but there is also a possibility that he is not a lone wolf.

Half an hour ago, when Ming Lou returned to Ming's house, Aunt Gui arrived, she was in the living room, her eyes were dazed, she seemed to be at a loss, she looked at Ming Jing and Doctor Su beside Ming Jing, in a daze, It was as if something sudden had knocked her into a daze.

Ming Jing's eyes didn't know where to put her eyes. She gritted her teeth and finished what happened today. Ming Jing seemed to have exhausted all her strength. up.

At this moment, Ming Jing saw Minglou walking in, and a wave of anger rose in his heart, but Ming Jing, who had already burned out his physical strength and energy, could hardly raise his voice to say anything, but gritted his teeth and felt angry from The voice revealed: "Minglou, shouldn't you come over and say something to Aunt Gui?"

Minglou stopped, looked at Aunt Gui who still looked blank and panicked, and then looked at the elder sister who had burnt anger floating in her eyes. Minglou was expressionless, but his eyes were there for a moment, and then for another moment , showing an inexplicable fragility, he said softly: "I'll go see Ah Cheng."

Then Ming Lou didn't even look back, and left the living room almost evasively, and returned to his own room, the room where Ah Cheng is "sleeping".

Half an hour later, Ah Cheng woke up

In other words, the "instinct" part of Ah Cheng woke up, and the sober part of Ah Cheng was turning into a "ghost" in his body, watching everything with cold eyes.

Then, all Minglou saw was a broken Cheng.

Minglou cried.

The author has something to say: By the way, I would like to say something about the translation of the ABO title in this article.

Let me tell you here, the translation of the pheromones of A and O I set in this article is called Qiyun, and the influence of the pheromone emitted by A is called coercion. It has no smell, but it is very oppressive like an aura. The information of O It is called Xiangyun, which is similar to Misty Love. Different people will smell the smell that they are most obsessed with. Once O is marked, I translate the mark as He 卺 here. Smell it deliberately, it is not so easy for others to smell it.

The estrus period is translated into rain and dew period. I didn't invent it. I saw it in another article. I forgot which article it was.