【Leian】Hundred Years of Love

14.

The search for the May organization is proceeding in an orderly manner.

According to the feedback from the informant of the secret service branch, the May organization seems to have deliberately transferred its core personnel to North America and the Middle East.As a result, most of the search work fell on the heads of the North American and Middle Eastern divisions.

Therefore, An Mixiu and Lei Shi had a rare leisure time.Now the people from the May Organization have found Lei Shi. In order not to implicate other members of the Secret Service, Lei Shi no longer goes to the Secret Service, and An Mixiu naturally did not go to the Secret Service in order to guard him.

Lei Shi was able to move to An Mixiu's house openly.

Because An Mixiu's house is relatively close to the Secret Service, and Leishi has some DTH team materials in his home, he lived in An Mixiu's house after he got married.

When Lei Shi came here last time, he discovered that the furnishings of An Mixiu’s house have hardly changed from a few years ago. Everything is in the same place as Lei Shi remembered, except for two personal items. The items in the collection are now missing half of what they have.

An Mixiu is actually a nostalgic person, and now Lei Shi is glad that An Mixiu is nostalgic, otherwise An Mixiu would have ignored all these things that he had kept from him in the past few years. Those old feelings hated him to the bone.

Lei Shi still remembered that there was a hidden compartment for storing knives in An Mixiu's study. He went in and searched around on the bookshelf, and finally found the opening mechanism behind a book.Lei Shi took a look at the secret compartment slowly opened from the bookshelf, it seemed that it was much more spacious than before, and he had never seen most of the types of daggers stored in it.

An Mixiu's voice sounded abruptly behind him: "I should have replaced this switch with a fingerprint."

"Just kidding, you haven't changed it for three years." Lei Shi chuckled, "I can almost move my gun storage here."

"Didn't you keep it in your own home before?"

"It's not convenient, you can make room for me."

"No place." An Mixiu thought for a while, "Put it under the bed."

"The two of us occasionally make such a big noise, and you're really not afraid of going off fire."

"...Don't you open the safety lock?"

"just kidding."

Lei Shi was silent for a while, then suddenly asked: "Is the gun I gave you on the first anniversary still there?"

On the first wedding anniversary of the two, Lei Shi gave An Mixiu a special pistol. It looks like an ordinary dagger, but it can also be used as a knife. The inside of the handle is filled with sophisticated magazines and trigger switches. , Filling once can fire two bullets.The power of the bullet is naturally not comparable to that of a regular gun, but it is more than enough to penetrate a human skull.

An Mixiu was silent for a while, and replied: "I said I don't like guns."

"Using it as a gun or a knife is your choice." Lei Shi said, "If you don't like it, forget it."

An Mixiu doesn't like guns and prefers knives. It's something that everyone in the Secret Service knows. Lei Shi didn't take it seriously when he heard it for the first time, because he had seen the rankings of various mechanical tests for the initial preparation agents. In the first place, and in the second place is none other than An Mixiu.

It was only after the real partner found out that An Mixiu really had never used a gun.In Leishi's eyes, cold weapons are much more ruthless and cruel, but An Mixiu who uses a knife reveals a different kind of sex appeal.

After putting away his things, Lei Shi lay askew on the sofa, crossing his legs and lazily eating the apples that An Mixiu put in the refrigerator.An Mixiu came out of the study, and when he saw Lei Shi's appearance, his face turned dark immediately, and he didn't know what to say after holding back for a long time, so he just let him go.

An Mixiu said, "I'll go out for a while."

"what?"

"Shopping for vegetables." An Mixiu said, "Otherwise, what are you going to eat?"

Lei Shi patted his pants and stood up from the sofa, "I'll be with you."

An Mixiu raised his eyebrows, it was rare for Lei Shi to take the initiative to accompany him to buy things, so he nodded.

There is a small shopping plaza near where An Mixiu lives. Today is the weekend, and there are many people in the plaza.The two came out of the mall, and a group of children were laughing and playing by the fountain in the square.An Mixiu looked at them, feeling a little sad in his heart.

He really hasn't lived such a life with Lei Shi for a long time.Most people can live comfortably under the sun without any scruples, but a small number of people must bear the bitter fruit that most people cannot bear.

"Wait." Lei Shi said suddenly, "I forgot to buy beer."

An Mixiu: "..."

Lei Shi turned around resolutely, "Let's go, let's go back and buy."

An Mixiu had no choice but to follow, just as he followed Lei Shi's footsteps, he suddenly saw a small trembling red dot reflected on Lei Shi's chest from the corner of his eye.

An Mixiu's heart was tightened in an instant, and his body had already moved subconsciously.In an instant, An Mixiu pressed Lei Shi hard to the ground, protected him with his back, and spilled the things in his hand on the ground.

The people around were taken aback and were all at a loss.

An Mixiu's hands and feet were cold, his mind was buzzing, and his expression hadn't recovered from the extreme tension.Lei Shi lay on the ground and looked at him in surprise, before asking after a while: "What's wrong?"

An Mixiu was taken aback, and immediately half-knelt up from the ground, looking around vigilantly, but the imagined gunshot did not appear.He turned around, only to find several naughty boys running away laughing, one of them was holding an infrared pen in his hand.At this time, he was using the red dots from the tip of the pen to shine lightly on the passers-by around him. Seeing An Mixiu's dazed look, he recovered his senses and took a picture on An Mixiu's face, laughing and ran away. .

An Mixiu was stunned for a while, and then slowly relaxed his tense body.

Lei Shi pulled him up from the ground, frowned and glared at the boy who ran away.

Lei Shi didn't go back to buy beer, but picked up the things on the ground and went home with An Mixiu.

After closing the door, Lei Shi said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, that's not a sniper."

An Mixiu remained silent all the time. He stood in the living room, but the scene of the prisoner being sniped in front of him not long ago appeared in his mind.

Lei Shi felt a little anxious, stretched out his hand and pulled An Mixiu over, and shouted: "An Mixiu!"

An Mixiu was pulled by him and turned around, but his eyes were slightly red.Lei Shi took An Mixiu into his arms and said hoarsely, "I'm fine."

An Mixiu let out a breath slowly, stretched out his arms to hug Lei Shi, let him go and turned to enter the room.

A week later, An Mixiu went back to the Secret Service, while Lei Shi stayed at home with nothing to do.

Since Camille joined the Secret Service's witness protection program, this was the first time An Mixiu had seen him in such a long time.Camille assisted the Secret Service in investigating the whereabouts of the head of the May Organization. He has worked in the intelligence department of DTH for many years and has accumulated a lot of clues.

At present, the investigations of the North American and Middle East branches have reached a stalemate. Whether it is DTH or the members of the May organization, they have hidden themselves as if they disappeared.

Camille: "Brother, how are you?"

An Mixiu nodded, Lei Shi was recently thinking about how to move his huge private gun library to his home.

"If there is any news, I will inform the elder brother... and you as soon as possible." Camille looked at An Mixiu fixedly, "I'm sorry for your trouble."

On the way home, An Mixiu passed by a coffee shop.Before divorcing Lei Shi, he often came to this coffee shop, and occasionally he would take two cups of coffee back on the way home.

An Mixiu thought for a while, stopped the car, opened the door and walked in.The store is filled with the aroma of coffee and milk caps, and there are many customers queuing up.An Mixiu stood at the end of the line and slowly moved forward with the line.The young clerk behind the counter has a gentle smile on his face and skillfully cooks the coffee beans.

After finally waiting until there were only one or two people left, An Mixiu looked up at the menu on the counter, thinking about what he should drink.

At this moment, a slightly hot metal pipe was quietly pressed against his back.

An Mixiu's whole body tightened, and the vigilance he had cultivated through years of experience as an agent made him hold the dagger on his belt in his hand almost instantly.The stranger behind him suddenly approached him, and smiled secretly: "Mr. Agent Anmixiu, please look up."

The voice next to my ear was cold and unfamiliar, with a coldness and cruelty like a snake letter.An Mixiu raised his eyes slowly, and his eyes fell on the waiter behind the counter.At this moment, a very small red dot was flashing on the waiter's forehead, because the waiter was wearing a red hat, the aiming point did not attract anyone's attention at all.

The decorative glass mirror above the counter reflected An Mixiu's slightly clenched fists. He saw a tall man wearing a peaked cap standing behind him. The latter raised his head and exposed the brim of his hat as if sensing his sight. The next pair of slender eyes smiled slightly at him in the mirror.

An Mixiu said in a deep voice, "What do you want to do?"

The man leaned the barrel of the gun to An Mixiu's waist again, and said calmly, "I don't want to do anything, I just want to drink a cup of coffee."

An Mixiu thought about his chances of winning in his heart. It was very likely that he would draw out the dagger and subdue this person with his backhand, but the sniper point on the waiter forced him to stay still for a while.

"Mr. An Mixiu, I know you are very powerful." The person behind said leisurely, while holding down the dagger hidden under An Mixiu's clothes with the other hand, "So I specially prepared three daggers for you today. The snipers were targeting the little girl at table one, the cleaner in the corridor, and this lovely shop assistant who is very good at making coffee."

An Mixiu's heart skipped a beat, and his fists turned white.

"Put down the dagger." The man whispered, "How about we have a good chat?"

An Mixiu's clenched fist slowly loosened, and he moved his hand on the dagger.

The man behind him smiled slightly, but suddenly pulled the trigger.

An Mixiu only felt a numb pain in his back, and the feeling of dizziness flooded his brain instantly.The bullet wasn't deadly at all, but the narcotic substance inside was enough to make him lose all his strength.An Mixiu gritted his teeth and endured, but his eyes turned black, his limbs became unbearably sore, and his body fell backwards.

An Mixiu fell to the ground, his face extremely pale, and the surrounding customers and shop assistants screamed in fright.The man behind him quickly retracted his gun and squatted down, grabbed An Mixiu's shoulders, hugged him up, and said anxiously: "Everyone, make way! My friend fainted due to hypoglycemia! Make way! "

The crowd suddenly parted ways, and the man wearing the peaked cap led An Mixiu out of the store directly, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he threw the peaked cap into the trash can on the street, and walked towards an alley .

A black vehicle was parked at the end of the alley, and there was no one on it.The man knows that An Mixiu with a knife is a big problem. Even though he has fainted now, the secret service agents must have received resistance training for this kind of stun drugs. It is difficult for the security Mixiu to wake up anytime soon .

So, he touched the knife that An Mixiu was wearing around his waist, and wanted to pull it out and throw it away.A hand suddenly grabbed him firmly, An Mixiu hooked the man's head with his knees, turned over and rolled on the ground, his figure was a little unsteady panting, his sight had not yet recovered.

The man quickly dodged An Mixiu's attack, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Agent An is really powerful."

An Mixiu tried his best to concentrate. Although he could barely wake up, the anesthesia still made him weak. It was difficult to even hold the dagger tightly to attack accurately. The blow just now had almost exhausted all his strength.

Moreover, the man in front of him is obviously a strong player in close combat, and An Mixiu can hardly see his chances of winning.

He squatted on the ground, his arm holding the knife trembled slightly, "...white shark."

Bai Sha paused, and his expression turned cold: "It seems that Lei Shi has already told you."

An Mixiu gritted his teeth, turned the dagger in his hand, and slashed straight at the white shark's neck.White Shark dodged, but twisted An Mixiu's wrist, bent his knee, and kicked An Mixiu hard in the stomach.An Mixiu closed his eyes in pain, the knife changed direction in his hand, and the handle of the knife hit the white shark's neck hard.

When the white shark faced him, he kicked An Mixiu's wrist with a leg whip. The dagger fell to the ground and slid far away. An Mixiu pulled out the second dagger from his waist. There was a bloodstain on the side waist.An Mixiu's head became more and more dizzy, and he knew that he had no chance of winning in hand-to-hand combat, so he just didn't fight him too much and got away, as long as he could enter a place with a lot of people, whether it was cover or calling for help, he could save his life.

Bai Sha saw that An Mixiu wanted to run, so he clasped An Mixiu's shoulders with both arms, and pressed down fiercely. An Mixiu was brought to the ground on his back. Kneeling on An Mixiu's elbow, he pulled out the anesthesia gun with one hand, and shot An Mixiu in the side of the neck again.

An Mixiu's tense body gradually lost strength, and the dagger finally slipped out of his hand.

White Shark lifted An Mixiu from the ground, wiped the wound on his waist, and threw An Mixiu into the vehicle at the end.

When An Mixiu woke up, he only felt his neck was stiff and uncomfortable.

He was handcuffed to an office chair, the surrounding light was dim, the room was not spacious, a bit long and narrow, and there were a few cardboard boxes piled up in the corner, and it was impossible to tell where they were.An Mixiu lowered his head and lightly rubbed the ground under the soles of his leather shoes. It wasn't like cement, but metal.

The anesthesia on his body has not completely passed, his body still feels dizzy and weak, and his head is extremely sore from hanging down for a long time.An Mixiu slightly moved his head, and slowly lifted it up.

White Shark sat in front of him and turned on a flashlight.An Mixiu was stabbed by the white light and closed his eyes, then opened his eyes and looked calmly at the white shark.White Shark held a flashlight in one hand and a gun in the other, pointing at An Mixiu's toes with the muzzle slightly downward.

With the help of the halo of the flashlight, An Mixiu was able to see the whole "room". There were uneven depressions on the walls of the long and narrow space, which was only six or seven meters long.

He was in a shipping container.

"Did you sleep well?" White Shark said, "Sorry, I didn't prepare a pillow for you."

An Mixiu's throat was so dry that he was about to catch fire, he stared hard at the white shark's face, and said hoarsely, "You shouldn't have caught me."

"If possible, I want to kill you directly." Bai Sha smiled, "But Mr. An Mixiu, you are our important hostage. Before the Secret Service completely abandons the pursuit of DTH and the May Organization, I must Make sure you live."

An Mixiu smiled lightly: "Do you think the Secret Service and the government will give up hunting you because of just one agent?"

"They may not care," a cell phone in Bai Sha's pocket suddenly vibrated, he bent down, and placed the cell phone in front of An Mixiu, "but he must care."

That was An Mixiu's cell phone, and on the lit screen, the caller showed Lei Shi as the person.

Those two words made An Mixiu feel pain in his heart, and he squeezed his hands locked behind his back.

Bai Sha smiled and said: "Go on, Agent An is so smart, he must know what to say and what not to say."

An Mixiu stared at the white shark's face, and the dark killing intent in his heart grew wildly. It was the first time in his life that he wanted to kill someone so much.

"I can tell you, this is the pier." White Shark said, "It's four o'clock in the afternoon. There are thirty dock workers in charge of this area, and five of them are targeted by our snipers. As long as I hear you say Say a word that should not be said, and I will let the sniper shoot."

An Mixiu looked at him coldly.

"Of course, it's up to you to believe it or not." Bai Sha stared at him and said slowly, "A person who is not afraid of death is the most vulnerable."

White Shark pressed the answer button and turned on the speakerphone.

Lei Shi's voice came out: "An Mixiu? What are you dawdling on the road? Kelly said you left long ago."

An Mixiu's lips trembled slightly for a while, his eyes were dim, and finally he exhaled shallowly, his voice was as usual: "I went to a flower shop, and there was a bit of a traffic jam."

"Okay, has the bureau arranged anything else for you?" Lei Shi said, "If you have nothing to do, eat outside."

"Ah."

It was rare for Lei Shi to spend a few days of leisure with An Mixiu, and his voice sounded relaxed: "After dinner? Is there any place you want to go?"

An Mixiu felt a surge of excitement in his heart, and replied, "Then let's go to the movies."

"……See a movie?"

"I haven't watched it for a long time, and I really want to watch it." An Mixiu smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes when he looked at Bai Sha, "Let's do this first, my phone is almost out of battery."

"……OK Bye Bye."

White Shark hung up the phone, shot and smashed the phone, threw it in a corner of the container, and walked towards An Mixiu.

At this time, Kelly was packing up her things and getting ready to get off work, when her cell phone rang suddenly, and it was Leishi calling.Kelly was slightly surprised. After all, after the Secret Service gave Lei Shi a holiday in disguise, Lei Shi basically never took care of the Secret Service.

Kelly picked it up: "Hello? Thunder Lion?"

"Track An Mixiu's cell phone and his driving route home." Lei Shi's voice was suppressed as if it was filled with gravel, and it seemed that a torch of anger would burst forth at any time, "Find out who took him away."

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