Zou Yu looked at the red wine in the glass with his slender fingers, and his eyes were a little uncertain. Xu Le's answer was very simple and calm, just like whispering in the kitchen of Wangdu Youth Apartment that there was only a plate of toon fried eggs tonight, but it was this simple calmness that contained too much stoic and toughness, so that the coldness in her past turned into a faint melancholy in this instant.

"I grew up in a military compound, surrounded by male hormones that forced their skin out of the air, but I still couldn't fully understand what was going on in the men's heads.

The corners of Zou Yu's lips curled slightly, smiled a little helplessly, looked at Xu Le and said softly: "If it's just to avenge Shi Qing's poster, is it necessary to fill in your own life?"

"There are many other reasons besides revenge for the hooligans. I just found out that the seventh group of Huang Erxing was attacked, and there was also the rout of the front-line troops some time ago...... In fact, it is the means of the big names in the capital star map. I can't imagine that the soldiers who fought for the Union were sacrificed in vain because of the political considerations of those people. Xu Le squinted his eyes, staring at the empty wine glass in front of him, there was no wine or water in the glass, only air, after a long pause, he took a deep breath, looked at Zou Yu and said: "All the reasons are reasons, but none of them are the most important reasons." I'm going to kill them because I think it's more important for them to die. ”

Zou Yu didn't speak, just carefully wiped the corners of her lips with a napkin with the three ancient letters of LFP written on it, as if she wanted to stretch out this rare reunion time longer, but the reunion was always for the next moment of separation, and the firm and cold emotions returned to her eyes, she picked up her purse and stood up, saying goodbye to Xu Le: "Good luck." "I've always had good luck, but this time it wasn't about luck. Xu Le did not hide the danger of the future from Jinyu, and said calmly: "To complete the goal, I really need to work hard this time. ”

Desperate refers to risking her life to fight for a brilliant and bloody prospect, Zou Yu's fingers holding the leather bag were slightly forced, and the paleness gradually appeared, she looked at the empty wine glass in front of him, and sighed: "Since it is a strong trip, you should have drunk some wine today." Xu Le replied: "8 Since his death, I have never drunk any wine offered by others.

Zou Yu pondered for a moment, smiled and said, "In this way, the last time you were at the side stall, you were willing to drink the wine I brought, which shows that you trust me very much." ”

"If you can't be trusted, that's no fun. Xu Le smiled and said, "And you know, I've been fighting these days, and I don't want to let the wine make my brain loud." ”

During this time, he has been fighting, fighting with the entire Federation, all the time, everywhere, there is not a second of peace and relaxation, there is only the tension of life and death.

Zou Yu looked at him, who was obviously much thinner, and suddenly felt very sad, raised his hand to cover his bright red lips, to hide his inner emotions, and pushed the porcelain plate in front of his table with more than half of the steak in front of him.

After Zou Yu left, Xu Le continued to bow his head and chew on her remaining steak seriously, in the process, no one knew that with the beautiful and pleasant light of the Liufengpo Clubhouse, he had a lot of conversations with the federal central computer in his mind.

Like many heated arguments in the underground waters, the old thing still refuses to provide any concrete help for the plan he is about to unfold, according to him or her, or it, knowing that you are going to kill one or many Union citizens, and if he or she provides you with detailed information and help, it is a serious violation of the core three laws.

Xu Le's eyebrows were furrowed extremely tightly, like flowers tied into shoelaces, and after a long time of sinking around the dining table, he cursed a few words in annoyance and silence, and put the silver knife and fork on the table heavily, making a muffled crackling sound.

When the waiter heard this, he politely asked him to take away the extra plates and cutlery, and when the waiter turned to leave, there was an extra chip of extremely fine and unnoticeable chips where the silver knives and forks had been placed.

Xu Le held the chip into his palm with his fingers, lifted the hat of the dark cyan hooded sports trench coat to cover his face, stepped on the deliberately wet bluestone road, and walked towards the outside of the Liufengpo Club. Outside the clubhouse is Charter Square.

In early autumn, the ginkgo leaves around the square are beginning to show yellow, gently swaying with the breeze, or it is more appropriate to describe it as moving, this is the most beautiful season of the Charter Square, but there is no picture of tourists, I don't know if it is because the disappearance of the defeat in the front-line war has made the people lose their interest in sightseeing, or these days the strike parade has made the people take back their boots ready to step on the autumn.

Xu Le sat on a bench on the side of the square and lit a cigarette, squinting at the few pedestrians and far more military police than pedestrians in the square.

Green smoke curled out from his fingers, and then rose and melted in the early autumn sky, he lowered his head and inserted the chip into the military watch, carefully read the information in the chip, and felt infinite emotion in his heart. Only after Zou Yu left, only such a short time passed, the lady in Mochou Houshan made a decision, and these confidential information was sent to him, the courage and terrifying execution of the Qianshi Tai family made people have to be afraid.

The microchip had a confidential file from the Ministry of Justice that contained no court-martials, but it was interesting to deduce from the building in which the court-martial's secret trial would be scheduled a few days later.

What Xu Le needs most now is this, there is still a very detailed and powerful battle plan attached to the chip file, but he is not ready to adopt it, although he sniffed out from the familiar smell of this battle plan, Zou Yu, who is now working in the War Strategy Research Office of the Ministry of National Defense, must have contributed a lot of effort, but he will not allow his battle to be carried out under the guidance of Mo Chou Houshan. After doing all this, Xu Le leaned on the back of the bench relaxedly, squinting at the blue sky with a cigarette in the corner of his lips, not knowing what he was thinking&0

It's amazing, no one pays attention to him, no one comes over to ask who he is, he's here. What is missing, what does he want to do.

Uncle Feng Yu used his fierce life to prove that he was always right, and today it seems that his nonsense last words that the most dangerous place is the safest place are also true.

A few years ago, in the face of Mrs. Tai's deadliest threat, he forced his anger out of the Liufengpo Clubhouse, came to the Charter Square to struggle and think for a long time, and then made the decision to kill Medellín.

A few years later, he. Lin once walked out of the Liufeng Cloak Club and came to Charter Square, or the cold bench, that world, those people, it was indeed a little tiresome.

But some things have changed a lot, such as when the sky was full of wind and snow, today the autumn breeze is refreshing, when he smoked a lot of cigarettes, and inserted the cigarette butt into a plum blossom in the snow next to his feet, and today he only smokes two cigarettes, and there is no struggle to think.

There are many truths that he can't understand, for example, the conversation with Mr. President in the official residence that night bothered him for a long time, and in the end, he was a little angry and understood that the truth that Professor Shen had told him a long time ago was that there was no truth in this universe at all.

The building of the Capital Daily was burned, the soldiers on the front line died, and Colonel Lake was about to be released.

The federal proverb often says that a 20-year-old hero is often a 30-year-old mediocre, and he wants to be a hero before mediocrity, and then selfishly satisfy himself.

The sun gradually shifted to the west and retreated, Xu Le rubbed his face that was a little numb from the wind, stood up and glanced at the crescent moon that had just revealed a vague figure at the end of the sky, thinking that he seemed to be about to forget the appearance of the old moon, so he left Charter Square with such emotion.

He followed the capital's well-developed underground transportation network to a certain block, climbed up the long, sloping stone path, bought some high-energy nutrition handbags for student camping at the foothill department store, said hello to the back of the boss named Li Xiaoshan, and left.

Forty minutes later, a quiet light lit up somewhere in the capital's underground passage, and Xu Le climbed up the deep passage wearing goggles, his movements extremely soft, without making any sound, like a wild cat roaming in an abandoned mine pit foraging for food.

Using a sharp thorn to cut through the hard outer wall of the pipeline, Xu Le squinted his eyes and pulled out as many as sixty-four bundles of solid wire, and poured his strength into his fingertips and rubbed it hard, his fingers were like a hot soldering iron at the moment, and he actually rubbed off the protective film outside the hoarding wire like confetti.

Connecting the micro-shaped workbench with the broken wiring, Xu Le stared at the slightly fluorescent screen-curtain, and did not try to crack the security system on the ground, but only tried to follow the data flow to find the value of opening the ground door valve.

He is not Gu Xifeng, nor Shi Qinghai, nor is he an uncle who can hack into the computer core of the Charter Bureau, theoretical physics, mathematical calculations and computer control are his weakest links compared to these geniuses, and the reverse operation of the data he carried out at this time is quite dangerous to cause the government monitoring system to alarm.

As the minutes ticked by, the night on the surface should be getting darker and darker, and the progress of his work was a little slow, although the rigor of the engineer made him not have the slightest impatience, but he knew in his heart that if he had to postpone entering the surface building until tomorrow, it was very likely that he would not be able to rush before the government's powerful troops arrived.

A drop of sweat slid down his forehead, rubbing the edge of his semi-tight trench coat and dripping down the sewers, the tense atmosphere echoing through the fishy underground passages.

At this moment, the voice of the federal central computer sounded in his head: "Gamo Z spleen access control, the algorithm you chose is too slow, if you want to enter before dawn, I suggest you choose to do physical cracking, you have tools in your workbench, in the second grating." wW