The perfect life insurance system of Parliament Hill automatically changed the hot water in the bathtub. As the water vapor rose, Xu Le and Zhang Xiaomeng sat at opposite ends of the bathtub, munching on crispy dog biscuits and drinking mellow red wine as they talked about their past.
That year on the balcony of the Liufeng Slope Clubhouse, the two hugged and then parted. They occasionally contacted each other, but that was no longer the case. It was unknown if Zhang Xiaomeng still felt sorry for him, but Xu Le had long since become indifferent to many things. What was indifferent was unwillingness, anger, or frustration. What was indifferent was the youthful feelings that began with the misunderstanding on the spaceport bus in the 65th year of the Constitutional Era.
The conversation continued in this calm and warm atmosphere. Xu Le talked about the little dreams he once had, the little dreams related to Zhang Xiaomeng. He talked about how he got into a big company to become an engineer, how he bought a small house with the bank card and salary his uncle left him, how he got married and had children. He also talked about how he felt after his dreams disappeared without a trace. He talked about the deaths he saw on the battlefield of the Empire in the West Woods. He even mentioned the sadness he felt when he thought Zhang Xiaomeng had died, and the many stories that began because of this sadness.
The keywords in these stories were the development of the MX mecha, Director Lin Yuanhu, Senator Medellin, the presidential election, and other shocking terms. It was just as a proverb in the Federation said: Behind every new tycoon is a heartless first love. Although Zhang Xiaomeng could not be said to be heartless back then, the stories that had happened to Xu Le over the years could be considered magnificent. It had to be said that they were all related to her in some way.
This was a one-sided conversation. Xu Le kept talking in a low voice. Perhaps it was because he had never had the chance to talk before, and he didn't know if he would be alive to talk about it in the future, so he cherished this opportunity very much. While he was talking, Zhang Xiaomeng basically didn't make a sound. She just held the glass of red wine and looked at his face attentively. It was as if she wanted to remember this ordinary face deeper and deeper so that she would never forget it.
Zhang Xiaomeng suddenly looked at him seriously and said softly, "Let's … make love."
Xu Le looked at her, not knowing what to say.
"I know you have a girlfriend, but … let's make love," Zhang Xiaomeng said softly as she looked down at the red wine in her glass.
After four days of enduring the tiredness, hunger, and thirst, and then soaking in the hot water room for one night, Xu Le was in good spirits, but he was not in the best state mentally. Suddenly hearing the girl's voice from the other side of the mist, he was silent for a long time. He did not give a positive answer to the word love, but asked in a low voice, "Why?"
"You can die at any time. Just leave me a memento, okay? Or leave a son for yourself? "
Zhang Xiaomeng lowered her head and clumsily tried to find an excuse. Then, she took a sip of red wine, put down the glass in her hand, and slowly unbuttoned her soaked pajamas. Like a naked fish, she slid into the water and swam to the opposite shore.
Xu Le wanted to explain, but his lips were blocked by a rose. Her trembling tongue mixed with the slightly astringent red wine. At this moment, she didn't explain. She just wanted to make love with him. She just wanted to make love.
After a long time, the two of them floated to the surface of the water, hugging each other. They leaned against the soft cotton bed, panting slightly. Xu Le held her in his arms and was silent for a long time. Then, he said softly, "You are my second woman." Zhang Xiaomeng slowly closed her eyes, and a smile appeared on her lips. There was no satisfaction of a woman's possession, nor was there the pride of stealing someone's fruit. There was only calmness and gratitude in her smile. She said softly, "You are my second man too."
It was like the conversation between the gatekeeper and the iron tower in Ewha University. There was no fundamental change. In the dim night, Xu Le was silent for a long time. Then, he asked the same question as before, "Is it too short?"
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The darkness before dawn was the deepest darkness. Xu Le woke up in bed. His squinted eyes were exceptionally bright. He tried to get out of bed, but he woke up the woman in his arms. No one turned on the lights. Looking at Xu Le who was silently getting dressed, Zhang Xiaomeng hugged the corner of the blanket. She gently bit the corner of her lips and asked, "I didn't think you would really dare to hide in the Parliament Hill for a night."
"Uncle once said that the most dangerous place is the safest place." Xu Le's fingers forcefully arranged the gun so that the mechanical parts did not make any noise. After a short pause, he said, "This sentence can't be trusted more than three times. This is the second time."
Zhang Xiaomeng was no longer the Zhang Xiaomeng of the past. She understood some things in a very short time. Looking at his back, she smiled and said, "Don't feel sorry for anyone. You are now fighting with your life on the line. You have some privileges."
Then, she stood up and stood in front of him naked. She carefully and carefully helped him arrange his clothes. She tidied his collar very neatly, stood on her tiptoes, and whispered the room number in his ear. Then, she walked him to the door.
Outside the window, the first ray of the willow dawn finally welcomed the first ray of sunlight. It shone on her naked body. Her beautiful curves glowed seductively. She smiled and said calmly, "Be careful."
The whole process seemed very natural. She was like a wife sending her husband off to war. The frontline was not far away, right in this building. Perhaps she knew that this was the only chance, so she did it very seriously.
There was a cute silver bear pendant hanging on the key ring beside the door. Unfortunately, the man who left would not have the chance to use this ring of keys to open this house again.
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In the morning, a loud shout suddenly broke out in the building in the capital special district. The sleepy members of the small eyes department were all startled awake. They saw the criminal investigation expert with red eyes excitedly waving a note full of words in his hand and shouting, "We were wrong! We didn't have the terrible patience of an engineer, and we didn't have the time to prepare and adjust the equipment! "
"What are you talking about?" The people who were woken up asked angrily.
"We all forgot the most famous case, the revenge of a small character from morning to night! Have you all forgotten how he killed Duke Carlton back then? "
The expert looked at the watch on his wrist and shouted, "It's been more than 14 hours since Lake's death. Xu Le must be carrying out the second plan at this time!"
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The most dangerous place was the safe place. No matter how strong a fortress was, it would always be breached from the inside in the end. Xu Le firmly remembered these seemingly ordinary words and firmly put them into practice with the help of the old man. It was the same when he executed Lake in the military court, and it was also the same when he walked inside Parliament Hill.
With a light crisp sound similar to that of breaking branches, the pistol with a silencer sprayed out bullets. Although the two elite soldiers guarding the door had been vigilantly watching the two ends of the corridor, they could not react at all in front of Xu Le's imaginable speed. Two blossoms of blood burst out of their bodies, and they fell down with a muffled groan.
Xu Le crossed his feet and swept over with the wind. He added two knife-hand strikes to the back of their necks to ensure that they could not resist at all. He raised his head and glanced at the surveillance cameras that were everywhere inside Parliament Hill.
The Federal Central Computer refused to help turn off the surveillance equipment in Parliament Hill because the damned Three Core Laws had taken the upper hand in its psychological battle this time. Without the old man, Xu Le still had other means, such as the little thing that was emitting a faint blue light in his backpack.
Other than the oldest physical lock, there was no lock in this society that could stop him, the most brilliant mechanic. With a light click, the door marked 2046, which represented the Federation Management Committee's cultural and artistic category, quietly opened.
After entering the bedroom, Jin Qiaode, who was on the bed, woke up earlier than expected. As the person in charge of Green Dragon Mountain's internal cleansing, he had some kind of innate sensitivity to danger, probably because he had been hated too much.
Looking at the man in hooded sportswear at the door, the face under the shadow of the hat, and the cold gun in his hand, Jin Qiaode did not panic, nor did he feel any despair. He raised his hand to comb his messy white hair with an expressionless face, and then rudely pushed away the woman beside him who was already trembling in fear, and picked up a thick stick of tobacco from the table.
"Young man, calm down." Jin Qiaode was already old. When he woke up from his sleep, he spoke with a spittle. He cut off the end of the thick tobacco, lit it, and took two deep puffs. He coughed and said, "Since you didn't open fire immediately, it means that your sensitivity is beyond my imagination."
Xu Le silently raised the gun and aimed at the space between his eyebrows, but did not pull the trigger.
According to his personality and way of doing things, since he had decided to kill this big shot of Green Dragon Mountain to avenge Mr. Shi, he would never be like the male lead in a movie, giving the other party too much time to talk nonsense, even if it was to repent. However, just as he was about to pull the trigger and end the other party's life, the old man, who had been silent all night, suddenly issued a clear warning. There was a problem with the ring on the other party's finger, which was emitting an uninterrupted wave signal.
Jin Qiaode leaned against the headboard and calmly smoked his tobacco. He raised his right hand and looked at the brand-new ring. He said, "I like to deal with smart people. Otherwise, if the other party can't see through my plan and stupidly kill me, and at the same time kill the people he cares about, then everyone will be very unhappy."
"Right now, there should be a silver bear pendant in Zhang Xiaomeng's room, or even next to her." The old man coughed twice and calmly explained, "That is a very beautiful bomb, so beautiful that if an expert didn't tell me, I wouldn't be able to see it."
He reached out his finger and shook the ring. He looked at Xu Le and smiled. "The ring is the trigger. It has a physiological response. As long as there are changes in the pulse, microvascular pressure, temperature, and other physiological data, which means that I am dead, then it will automatically remote control the explosion to kill that proud fisherwoman."
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