Chapter 93 A rainy night is a good
night for killing people.
It rained heavily and there was lightning and thunder. The rain was so heavy that it seemed to be burying a mistake.
There are still thirty minutes left before a new day arrives.
Heavy rain has left the streets of Linxiang City deserted.
Occasionally, when a vehicle passes by, the driver will lament that this kind of rain rarely happens once in several years.
At the intersection of the commercial street, it takes a long time to see one or two people running in confusion on the street.
When you step on it, you can make a deep splash.
The rain has caused water to accumulate on the roads.
This is bound to be a scary night.
The lights are on in every house, some people are already nestled in the warm quilts, while others are still busy.
Some people looked at the scene outside the window and felt confused.
Among them was Ling Aozhe.
There are many things in life that are difficult to explain.
As a business giant and a person who built his own company single-handedly, Ling Aozhe was not someone who couldn't keep secrets.
He is also a person with strong intuition and luck.
His intuition also told him to believe in the existence of his daughter.
So he created a lot of momentum. At least in the eyes of the outside world, Ling Aozhe had a daughter.
His instinct also told him not to tell anyone else about this.
Ling Aozhe did very well, except for meeting Qin Ze today.
Indeed, when he first saw Qin Ze, he felt that this young man was worth getting close to.
Today at the cemetery, Ling Aozhe felt the desire to talk.
In fact, he really found the right person to talk to.
Because the answer Qin Ze gave was very satisfying to him.
Ling Aozhe was really happy, happy that someone thought the same as him.
But Ling Aozhe also knew that he seemed to have done something very dangerous.
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April 20, 11:40.
Jane was in the villa one by one and had just spoken with the members of the board of directors.
Not long ago, Jian received a call from Gu Anxun one by one.
The intermediary between these two people is Li Lu.
As a reporter, Li Lu is also a very useful person.
After the recruitment of Canta, Jian Yiyi was determined to establish contact with Li Lu and Gu Anxun.
Of course, it is not to recruit them to join the official organization, but as private friends, hoping to get help in the future.
Li Lu and Gu Anxun were of course flattered.
After all, this is Jian Yiyi, the trump card of the official organization. Even if the leaders of various groups in the official organization are pulled out, Jian Yiyi will definitely be the one who reaches the top.
On the other hand, Jian Yiyi also checked whether Li Lu and Gu Anxun had disclosed Qin Ze's address to anyone.
After all, Gu Anxun couldn't bring himself to look for Qin Ze, so he contacted Jian Yiyi.
He also knew that Jian Yiyi's level was too high, so he was afraid of disturbing Jian Yiyi.
But he felt embarrassed when he asked Qin Ze to ask a psychiatrist.
However, Gu Anxun still didn't understand Jian Yiyi.
Jian Yiyi is the kind of person who, no matter how busy he is, even if he is fighting a bloody battle, can still kill people while still chatting and caring to his friends on the other side with his phone under his arm.
Gu Anxun was lucky. He didn't just emerge from the wolf's den and enter the tiger's den again.
Jian Yiyi did not recommend Feng Enman to Gu Anxun, but recommended psychiatrists from other cities.
For Gu Anxun, it is not troublesome to go to other cities to see a doctor.
Gu Anxun also brought valuable information. Qian Ji, the vice president of the Mutual Aid Association, was suspected of being a person from the past.
This can be regarded as repaying Jian Yiyi's kindness.
At this time, Jian Yiyi was standing in front of the window, thinking about whether everything that happened today was related?
"Ling Aozhe's daughter is fictitious."
"Gu Anxun met an old-timer in a mutual aid group that didn't know the theme." "
Today's heavy rain came at the wrong time."
"Ozawa mentioned that Ling Aozhe There is a black air of misfortune that only an actuary can see."
Judging from what happened today, Jian Yiyi had a premonition that Ling Aozhe would encounter danger.
But at this time, Qin Ze, Duke, and Cheng Wan had already gone to Ling Aozhe.
Lan Yu is also on standby.
Jane looked at the heavy rain outside the window one by one and continued to think.
"What if I connect all the recent events?"
"The secrets of Ling Aozhe are known to more people." "
Nuwa mysteriously disappeared."
"The activities of the Hall of Heroes in Linxiang City are becoming more and more frequent. Gao Jingzhi entered Linxiang City In Xiang City, banker Lu Buwei is also settling debtors in Linxiang City..." "
Ozawa dreamed of Prell from the killer organization, and by coincidence, he killed Medni." "
And Gu Anxun mentioned Qianji...well, this name is very common. There are many people named Qianji across the country. But by chance, there is a codename Qianji in the killer organization." "Prell committed crimes several times, always in front of him
. Xiang City..."
"It seems that Linxiang City has become the focus. Whether it is the Hall of Heroes or the Assassin's Guild, they are all moving towards Linxiang City." In fact, there are
messengers entrusting Qin Ze with tasks, but this thing is too coincidental. .
If Gao Jingzhi had not inadvertently revealed his true feelings in the realm of the old calendar, it would not have triggered Gao Jingzhi's death at the hands of the messenger, nor would it have triggered the messenger to entrust Qin Ze with a mission.
So Jian Yiyi believes that this matter should be independent.
Jian Yiyi frowned:
"I previously understood that all of this is related to Nuwa's disappearance." "
But is it possible that all of this is also related to Ling Aozhe?"
"Even, Nuwa's disappearance is related to Nuwa's disappearance. Is it related to Wa's investigation of Ling Hansu?"
"There is another doubt. The protagonists of the Golden Calendar, the group of Old Calendar Lords, seem to have existed a long, long time ago..." "In other words,
how can a person who has lived for countless years... Maybe she will become the daughter of someone who is several decades old?"
There were too many questions, and there were obvious logical contradictions in some places. Although Jian Yiyi was good at analyzing, she couldn't figure it out for a while.
Jane looked at her watch one by one. There are still nine minutes until twelve o'clock in the evening.
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Linxiang City, outside the Bianwei Building.
The heavy rain continued and became more and more intense. Apparently, the rain was still gathering momentum before twelve o'clock.
The two people holding umbrellas walked lightly. The rain was obviously very violent, but it could not leave any traces on the two of them, and it could not even wet their trousers.
"The day is changing so fast. The bug is about to be fixed."
"There are still some traces of the previous era, but everything will be liquidated on this rainy night."
Killer, Heroic Spirit Villain, Order Keeper , messenger...
all appear.
On a night of heavy rain, the messenger holding an umbrella and the candidate for the messenger stood together and walked on the street.
One is tall and the other is short, one is strong and the other is thin.
The thin man, like the tall courier, wears a hat, a black windbreaker, and kicks a large suitcase.
It's just that his size is too thin compared to the messenger.
"By the way, senior, will my appearance make you feel uneasy?" said the thin young man.
"No." The tall messenger replied.
"Really? If I were you, I would be uneasy. After all, the appearance of a candidate, does it mean that the old calendar thinks that you will not live long?" The
young man's tone was calm with a hint of sadness.
The messenger said:
"There is another possibility."
The young man was puzzled: "What possibility?"
"The number of Old Calendarists has increased. This year's Old Calendarists have increased significantly compared to before." "
The number of people who violate taboos is also increasing . The number of people who come back alive from the conscription will also increase. Our workload will become heavy. The most important thing is-" The
messenger seemed not used to saying so many words at once. He took a long pause before adding:
"Black and White The number of those with the Old Calendar has gradually become unbalanced, and the number of those
with the Black Calendar has almost caught up with those with the White Calendar." "The Black Calendar people affected by the nonsense will gradually lose their minds, and those who obtain the Golden Calendar manuscript can easily leak secrets."
" To put it simply, the workload has increased and you were selected as the messenger by the old calendar, not because I am going to die, but because I am too busy." The
young man was more accepting of this answer.
He suddenly smiled. Because he really didn't want this senior to die.
"In the past few days, you will follow me and learn how I do things and how to hunt down the Old Ones." "
When these few days are over, you will start to work alone. Your existence will cause shock."
The messenger remained silent. Said.
As long as he doesn't experience a farewell, the young man is not very scared. He smiled and said:
"Senior, do you think that bug will be fixed tonight?"
The messenger said:
"Yes."
He returned to his taciturn mode.
Young people talk more.
Of course, maybe in the future he will become accustomed to the life and death of the Old Calendar and learn more and more secrets, and he will gradually become silent.
He said:
"This bug was first known to a woman in the Hall of Valor, and then she revealed it to the Killer Guild." "
Everything started from here."
"The Killer Guild investigated for a long time and found that this is indeed the case. There is no one named Ling Hansu in the world."
"But it's strange, senior, why can that person live to this day?"
The messenger still answered very concisely:
"Luck."
The young man suddenly understood.
Legend has it that the master of the old calendar always succeeds in everything he does, and his luck is incredible.
The only traces left by other masters of the old calendar are the stories in the manuscripts of the Golden Calendar.
But this Ling Hansu is different, she has strong luck and fortune.
Everything she does seems to come with divine help.
The master of the Old Calendar cannot leave any traces in the world other than the Golden Calendar manuscript.
Otherwise, the entire world will try to erase all traces of its existence.
Because in this era, the gods are the strongest beings, and the masters of the old calendar who can control the power of the old calendar are not allowed to exist.
This is a seal and a curse, an "agreement" made after the war.
Outer gods, messengers, Old Calendar creatures, Old Calendar people, this is the only chain of survival in the Old Calendar realm.
The ruler of the old calendar is more like a myth and legend from long ago.
No Old Calendar Lord can leave a trace.
But that Ling Hansu was different, her luck was extremely strong.
People with good luck will do everything smoothly and smoothly.
What she wants to do is to leave a fortune and traces of her existence.
"She should have revealed traces of her existence in the form of Ling Aozhe's daughter, and there should be a secret buried in it." "
This secret is the whereabouts of that huge amount of luck. This can be regarded as the ultimate treasure." "
And Some of the luck directly affects Ling Aozhe himself." "
For this reason, Ling Aozhe, as the only person who remembers Ling Hansu and knows the trajectory of his survival, has not been erased." "
As a bug, he Relying on the strong luck left by the Lord of the Old Calendar, he has survived to this day." "
But he shouldn't tell all this to the woman in the Hall of Valor." "
Because every more person knows the truth, the higher the possibility that the bug will be fixed."
"As of now... the bug is about to be eliminated."
The young man chirped, which seemed very noisy compared to the messenger next to him.
He was actually deducing.
As a messenger reserve, he is also very capable.
But he really couldn't figure out why the woman codenamed "Nu Wa" didn't take away her luck herself, but told everything to the killer organization?
Today, the boy and his seniors set out to hunt down a person who revealed the manuscript of the Golden Calendar.
Messengers all have a certain degree of ability to interpret celestial phenomena.
Tonight's heavy rain, from the perspective of two messengers, one tall and one short,
means that the world is eliminating a bug. Tonight, there will be blood.
The young man held an umbrella, looked into the distance and said,
"Senior, tonight, there will be a special behavior in the old calendars of many old calendar followers."
"Yes."
The messenger did not deny it.
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The twelve o'clock bell rang.
On June 8th, the 21st day of April in the lunar calendar arrived as scheduled.
The sound of the bell was drowned in the rainy night, and countless people looked at their calendars at this moment.
Jian Yiyi frowned. As a calendar person, he couldn't believe that such words appeared on his old calendar.
April 21st, Wuwu month and Dingyou day.
It is suitable to drink, paint, sculpt, and kill people.
kill.
Jian Yiyi really didn't expect that his calendar would also have an entry for a black calendarer.
It’s not just Jian Yiyi.
On this day, Lan Yu's calendar also showed a suitable time to kill someone.
Of course they don't kill people.
Trends must be done, but there are some trends that are impossible to touch.
Jian Yiyi frowned, and Lan Yu, who was far away on the other side of the city, also frowned.
Jian Yiyi thought of a certain possibility and called Lan Yu.
When she learned from Lan Yu that the other party was also interested in killing people, Jian Yiyi realized that things were not simple.
He suddenly thought of the previous connection.
"I am not a black calendar person, and Lan Yu is not a black calendar person. Both Lan Yu and I have the black calendar behavior of killing people." "
Then it seems that killing people has appeared on a large scale." "
It's the old calendar thought. I want to die alone."
"Ozawa said that Ling Aozhe is surrounded by black energy." "
And before, I felt that a large number of people from the Killer Guild were active in Linxiang City."
Although Jian Yiyi didn't know what happened, he seemed to String some things together.
"Ling Aozhe will die."
He was puzzled.
Ling Aozhe knew about the existence of the Lord of the Old Calendar and his life trajectory...
if he deserved to die, he would have died long ago.
But why today?
Nuwa, Ling Aozhe, the Assassin's Guild, the Secret of the Old Calendar, the Master of the Old Calendar...
many things were arranged in Jian Yiyi's mind.
He felt that he was about to guess the important secret.
You have to guess why Nuwa came to Xiangshi and why there have been so many strange incidents in Linxiang City recently.
On the other side, in the manor where Ling Aozhe was.
Qin Ze, Duke, Cheng Wan... ushered in the first wave of killers.
(End of chapter)