Agent Smith is in the communication car, reporting to "gentlemen of Langley".


    After giving a concise and comprehensive report on the current situation, he added a routine sentence: "a detailed written report will be submitted later."


    The voice fell, the other end of the radio was silent, and there was only rustling static noise in Smith''s headphones.


    Smith waited for a while and finally couldn''t help asking. The response came: "Agent Smith, ignore Tongsheng and ma."


    "What? Why? He obviously knows a lot of inside information. If he doesn''t care, maybe the inside information will be revealed... "


    "Don''t worry, even if he writes to all Japanese news organizations as soon as he gets home, it won''t cause any waves." The voice on the other side of the radio wave said in an indisputable tone, "frankly, we don''t care."


    Smith was silent for a few seconds, but he was still unwilling: "I think curbing the democratization of Japan is our primary goal."


    "That''s true, but it''s just a matter of this degree. We don''t care."


    "If Tongsheng and Ma disclose these things to the United * *"


    "Agent Smith, for the last time, we don''t care."


    Smith bit his lip. "Well, I see. From now on, I no longer pay attention to Tongsheng and Ma, and I no longer monitor him. "


    In fact, he said this with some personal emotion and the intention of demonstration, but the other side responded: "that''s good. Your people have more important tasks. An sr71 blackbird has entered the takeoff preparation process. In a few hours, it will deliver the VIP over you. You should ensure that the VIP can successfully complete his task. "


    Smith frowned, "blackbird? The technology of Airdropping people with that thing has been completed? "


    "It''s not finished yet, but we don''t care."


    Smith frowned more tightly. "You don''t care. You don''t care. It''s wrong. Who are you? Normally, Langley''s gentlemen are wordy. I want Donald, senior task manager, to speak! "


    "Yes, we''ll transfer it to Donald when we end the call." The voice across the radio still sounded like no waves, as if the owner of the voice had no emotion at all, "as for who we are, you don''t need to know. You just need to know that the whole CIA works for us. "


    "Are you the president of the United States? The president''s National Security Council? I ask you to verify your identity and apply for the authentication process. "


    "Approve and start the authentication process."


    Then the opposite side was replaced by an electronic polyphony, reporting a long string of numbers.


    Smith took out the electronic verifier he carried with him. The complexity of this thing is probably equivalent to the little genius telephone watch popular among parents at the beginning of his life, but it was a real sophisticated electronic device in 1981.


    Smith input the number he heard and the result came out soon. Whoever communicates with him now must be able to command him to "go online".


    "End of validation. I... damn it, why do you have to be so talkative and full of mysticism? Are you really the secret association of those conspiracy theorists? "


    "All you need to know is that our logo is printed on the dollar bill. Do you have any questions, Agent Smith? "


    Smith sighed, "no more."


    "Then, at your request, the call will be transferred to Donald, senior task manager."


    "No, No. Donald will certainly be a lot of wordy. I have to arrange to pick up the VIP. Let me first explain that there is no flat and hard ground for landing within more than ten kilometers around here. There are some flat lands in the mountains, but they are paddy fields, which are terrible soft. "


    "Don''t worry, carry out your task. Langley, over. "


    The other side cut off the communication directly.


    Smith was shocked. Then he took out a green $100 bill from his pocket, looked at Franklin''s head and said to himself, "is the sign printed on the dollar bill? Is it the Federal Savings commission? "


    He shook his head and was about to put the dollar bill back in his pocket when his eyes scanned a triangular mark.


    He stopped, looked at the bill carefully again, and found the symbol he had just accidentally scanned.


    The symbol was there, but Smith had never noticed it before.


    All eyes, the symbol of Freemasonry.


    In fact, the Freemasons themselves are not as mysterious as those in conspiracy theory. They are an open organization. When American politicians raise campaign funds, they often go to the dinner party held by the Freemasons to raise money.


    Most of the time Freemasons don''t look very different from charities or political lobbying organizations.


    In those countries in old Europe, the Freemasons would hold a cocktail party in high-level private clubs every once in a while. At the meeting, some topics of concern would be discussed, but that was all.


    At least that''s all Smith knew in the past.


    But at this moment, looking at the all seeing eye that naturally exists on the US dollar bill but has been ignored by himself, Smith shivered when he recalled the communication just now - it was clearly a midsummer night.


    Smith put away the dollar bills and took a deep breath.


    ——I have to pick up the VIP.


    Shit, parachuting from the sr71 blackbird flying in the stratosphere at three times the speed of sound, thanks to the technical lunatics in the skunk factory.


    Don''t throw the VIP into meat sauce at that time, and you have to take time to recycle him from the field.


    Smith muttered, opening the door of the communication car.


    According to regulations, when Smith reports up, no one can stand within five meters around the communication car.


    Smith''s partner and deputy, Lee, is smoking a bored cigarette five meters away.


    "Hey, let''s go. There''s work to do. Washington sent us a special express. " Smith waved to Lee and said hello.


    "From Washington? Do you know how many hours it takes to fly from Washington to here? Even from the west coast, there''s enough time for us to have a drink and have a good sleep. "


    "Guests come in sr71 and airborne." Smith said concisely.


    Lee whistled, "make America great."


    This was Reagan''s campaign slogan. Later, a young man with blond hair who knew everything learned it and continued to use it.


    "Let''s go." Smith said.


    He wanted to talk about the mysterious new boss, but after hesitation, he thought it was better not to say it. There are enough conspiracy theorists in the world, and they should not be increased.


    **


    The next morning, and the horse opened their eyes. The first reaction was to confirm their shorts.


    Fortunately, there is no need to replace it.


    He sat up and patted his face to cheer up.


    ——Today, I''m going to ask Miss chisi if there was any camera theft.


    He stood up, quickly rolled up the bedding and pushed it aside.


    The hotel people will clean up later and put away the bedding. It''s the same these days.


    After a brief wash with the horse in the bathroom, open the door.


    As soon as he opened the door, he heard a voice practicing in the next room.


    It is Kobayashi Hezheng who cooperates with HEMA this time - that is, Kota Hezheng''s allosteric and spatiotemporal apposition.


    He and Ma raised their eyebrows and knocked directly in front of Xiaolin''s house.


    "Please come in."


    Hearing the response inside, he and Mala opened the door and entered the room. They saw Kobayashi holding a guitar, sitting on the windowsill, looking at the scenery outside the window and humming.


    "It''s you." Kobayashi and Masayoshi quickly stood up and said, "I thought it was Mr. Zhang or Mr. dayanchuan. I''ll make you tea now... "


    What do you want with Ma Xin? If Da Zhang or Da Yanchuan comes, you won''t make tea, will you?


    Kobayashi and are entering the tea room, but they immediately look sorry and probe out and ask, "there''s only instant coffee. Is this OK?"


    He Ma: "as long as it''s not black tea."


    "OK, no black tea." Kobayashi and are retracting into the tea room. "I don''t like black tea. Do you think it''s too dry?"


    "No, I just want to sleep when I drink black tea."


    "What a strange constitution."


    While talking, Kobayashi Hezheng came out with two cups of instant coffee, handed one to HEMA, held one and sat back on the windowsill.


    "It''s really choking. Mr. Tongsheng came to collect wind. As a result, he ran into new bacteria. He doesn''t know how long he will isolate us."


    And Ma Shunkou said, "it''s usually 14 days."


    "Is that so? I am worthy of being a student of Dongda. I know so much. "


    No, this is the experience of my last life.


    Kobayashi and are putting a few sips of coffee on the windowsill and picking up the guitar to play.


    This time he played the chord that Mr. Zhang had just written for the sudden love story.


    I have to say that although he ma doesn''t know who this teacher Zhang corresponds to in the history of his previous life, he has good skills.


    Kobayashi and are singing.


    And Ma never thought that one day they could listen to Kobayashi Hezheng''s concert at such a close distance, or 1-on-1.


    Just a song, and the horse clapped gently.


    Kobayashi is showing a modest smile: "it''s not good to sing and make a fool of yourself. I changed Mr. Zhang''s chord a little... "


    "Well done!" And the horse thumbed up, "just sing like you, I said."


    After all, this is the real creator of "sudden love" - the alien space-time apposition. Of course, he and ma have no brain support for his changes.


    Kobayashi Hezheng: "well... Don''t you talk to Mr. Zhang first?"


    "This is my song, I has the final say." After talking to Ma, I found that it''s a little cheeky to say so in front of the real original author?


    Kobayashi Hezheng: "really... Thanks to Mr. Tongsheng''s love. As a singer who has just made a debut for a few years, I''m really terrified that I can get the appreciation of teacher Tongsheng, who is at the peak of my debut... "


    "Don''t say that. As soon as I listen to your song, I think this sudden love belongs to you."


    Next, he Ma had a few polite words with Kobayashi. After drinking the coffee, he was ready to get up and leave.


    Kobayashi and Zheng suddenly asked, "do you have any eyebrows for the song on side B?"


    And Ma: "ah, there are eyebrows."


    In fact, he already has eyes - or he has already decided which one to copy.


    There is already this song "sudden love" as the main song. Whether it is the quality or style of the song, it has the strength to become a popular national song.


    So he Ma plans to put a song on side B, which is more beyond the current era.


    For example, get a song after 2000 or even after 2010.


    Like "riding on the back of the silver dragon" and "lemon", they are all within the scope of consideration with horses.


    Although he had long thought of what to copy, he Ma had always told Hou Yi of dayanchuan that he had no inspiration.


    This is actually pretending. He wants to act more like a creator.


    Obviously, Kobayashi and Zhengxin believed the nonsense with Ma.


    Now, Kobayashi and Ma look very happy: "great, it seems that the old Chinese saying that after a great difficulty, there must be a blessing. It makes sense."


    He Ma also smiled and echoed, "that''s it, but if you write a new song, you''ll have a great difficulty. I''m respectful to thank you."


    "That''s true. If you really want that, Mr. Tongsheng, you may be able to make it all difficult. "


    "Then I should become a Buddha." And the horse waved, "I still want to spend more time in this world of mortals."


    As soon as he heard someone shouting in the corridor, "he ma! Where are you? "


    Just listen to this loud voice, you know it must be meijiazi.


    "I''ll go first." And the horse stood up, "thank you for your coffee."


    "Look forward to the new song." Kobayashi Hezheng also stood up and took him and his horse to the door.


    As soon as he opened the door with Ma, he was running into meijiazi in the corridor.


    "Ah, here you are with the horse! Scare me. I thought you were missing. " Meijiazi stopped and breathed a sigh of relief, "let''s go for morning exercise. Let me see if cholera has weakened your fist and foot! "


    "Nonsense, you absolutely want to take this opportunity to find some room."


    "Hey, it''s a fine tradition of our Japanese to see through. Let''s go, let''s go. "


    With these words, meijiazi took the horse''s hand and dragged him to the stairs.


    And Ma turn back and wave to Kobayashi and Zheng.


    Kobayashi nodded and closed the door.


    Down to the second floor, he and Ma met chixifeng head-on at the corner of the stairs.


    And Ma Yi grabbed meijiazi in front of her, told her to stop, and then said to Chixi Feng, "Miss Chixi, is it convenient now?"


    "Er," chixifeng looked at meijiazi and found that the latter didn''t care at all, so he nodded, "I have nothing to do. Why, have I found out? But God is dead... "


    Chixifeng always thought that God Masao Ota killed Watanabe and ODA.


    Now that she looks like this, she doesn''t intend to investigate the responsibility of the dead.


    And the horse shook his head: "it has nothing to do with that. I want to ask a question, did you lose your camera last year? "


    Then something unexpected happened.


    When chixifeng heard that the camera was missing four words, a haze immediately rose on his face.


    "I don''t want to talk about it unless you tell me what it has to do with Watanabe''s death!"


    And horses.


    He could never tell chixifeng that "maybe a half demon was seen by Watanabe and took a picture".


    "If you don''t tell me anything about the camera and Watanabe''s death, please show me your police manual. As a law-abiding citizen, I have the obligation to assist the criminal police in investigating cases, but... "


    "You entrusted me to investigate the truth of the incident." And Ma countered, "if you hide information from me, how can I investigate the truth?"


    Chixifeng stared at Ma: "but it''s not very difficult to investigate. Please check it yourself about the camera. I don''t want to recall it anymore, not at all. "


    After that, chixifeng angrily passed by he ma and went upstairs.


    Meijiazi looked at chixifeng, who left angrily, and muttered, "what is she pulling? She doesn''t look as good as me, and her chest is not as big as me. Therefore, her school is a little better than me. If it''s better than English, I''m better than her."


    And Ma ignored meijiazi''s muttering. He looked at chixifeng''s back and frowned - what''s the matter? What''s the secret?


    "Then what, meijiazi." And Ma interrupted meijiazi''s reading, "Huashan Jun, doesn''t he have diarrhea now?"


    "Good morning. With Ma, people began to have diarrhea after eating super spicy ice cream. It was seven days ago. You haven''t paid attention to huashanjun in these seven days?"


    Scratch your head with the horse.


    Mei Jia Zi continued to Tucao: "people make complaints about your tuition fees."


    "Well, it''s my fault. Anyway, he''s fine, right? Let''s go and find him. "


    "Ah, where''s morning exercise?"


    "Don''t worry, I''ll practice with you until you beg for mercy. But I''m going to find Mr. Huashan first. "


    While talking with Ma, he dragged meijiazi back to the third floor and went straight to huashanjun''s room along the corridor.


    **


    Hua Shanzhao was surprised when he opened the door: "eh? What''s going on? Master, it''s unusual for you to come to me so early. "


    Meijiazi said, "he''s going to ask you about the fantasy Biology Research Society of Meiji University."


    "Fantasy Biology Research Association, come in, master." Mr. Huashan gave way and said respectfully.


    And the horse stepped into the door and sniffed first.


    Huashan: "don''t worry, master Tongsheng. My stomach has been well for several days. And I usually pay great attention to personal hygiene. There is absolutely no peculiar smell in the room. "


    And the horse was a little embarrassed: "well, all right. I was a little impressed when I heard you outside the toilet in the first two days. Talk about the fantasy biology society. Are they famous? "


    Huashan took out his cushion and asked him to sit down with the horse. He replied, "they are not famous at all. After all, they are just a strange Research Association. Meiji University has a lot of strange research meetings, studying supernatural and ruins - by the way, this summer vacation seems to be going to an island full of ruins. "


    And Ma: "Yeah..."


    In fact, he probably guessed what island it was. In his last life, a Japanese island prospered on social media by relying on the ruins. He was written by we media every three or five times.


    Huashan continued, "that''s it. But last year, the fantasy Biology Research Association once became the focus of attention of Meiji University students because they died two in a summer vacation and a vegetable. "


    Huh? Two dead? Or died in the summer vacation?


    And Ma: "are you sure two are dead?"


    "Yes."


    "One is Watanabe, and who is the other?" And Ma Jin asked.


    Huashan: "it''s like a Ozawa. Mr. Watanabe died in the community activities. You should know this master. As for Ozawa, it''s Ozawa who really makes a lot of noise.


    "Watanabe Jun''s camera disappeared when he slept together. At that time, the whole fantasy Biology Research Society suspected that Ozawa stole it. Because Ozawa''s family was not very good, it was hard for him to go to college. Usually he had to work a lot of jobs to make a living."


    And Ma frowned, because he had many jobs, which always reminded him of Ah Mao.


    He urged, "and then?"


    "Then Watanabe died. There are rumors that Ozawa harbored a grudge and killed Watanabe. Bullying began before school began.


    "It is said that Ozawa''s rented apartment and his hometown in the countryside have received a lot of anonymous letters, which are collaged with words cut from the newspaper, saying that he is the murderer."


    And Ma: "is it bullying again?"


    And Ma''s sister chiyoko was bullied in school. Chiyoko said she came out by Kendo, so the dojo is particularly important to her.


    Huashan changed his usual heartless dog licking performance and looked dignified: "yes, bullying again. I didn''t expect bullying to appear in college. I don''t know if I will encounter this kind of thing when I become a social person. "


    I''m afraid it will.


    However, under the Japanese social system, not many people will bully Huashan after becoming a social person.


    Huashan sighed: "in short, bullying started. I don''t know who did it. Maybe it was a lynching executed by the whole fantasy biology research society, like the murder of the Oriental Express. Then I heard that on the day before school, Ozawa jumped off the roof of the apartment building rented by Watanabe. "


    And Ma: "Watanabe''s apartment?"


    "Yes, it''s a regimental building with a little age."


    The name of Tuanti building is somewhat similar to "Khrushchev building", which refers to a series of real estate projects developed by the "Japanese Housing Corporation", referred to as Tuanti for short.


    The design of Tuanti building does refer to the Khrushchev building of the Soviet Union, and also combines the long house culture of Japan - there were a large number of long houses in Japan before the war. This is a kind of public house similar to a large house, which is mainly for the people at the bottom.


    The mission building mainly accommodates a large number of middle-class families brought about by post-war development.


    Before the war, Japan did not have such a number of middle-class people, so the transformation from long houses to Tuan Di Lou also reflected the progress of Japanese society.


    Huashan paused, as if recalling the details: "it seems... Mr. Watanabe is not too rich, but his parents are both local people in Tokyo and ordinary members of large enterprises. He can afford Watanabe to go to Meiji University with his salary.


    "So Watanabe didn''t rent a rented apartment near Kanda like me, but rented a suite in the Tuanti building - of course, I rented Kanda''s apartment to experience life


    "I heard that the stolen camera was very expensive. Watanabe worked all summer to buy it in the summer vacation of the last year of high school." And horse: "true or false?"“ It should be true, but I also heard that after the camera was lost, Watanabe stopped everyone to question Ozawa and said "not Ozawa". However, this goodwill made Ozawa''s situation more severe after Watanabe''s death“ After all, the bully identified Ozawa as the murderer. "It''s unforgivable to repay good for bad." that''s probably the case. " Huashan stopped and sighed. And Ma''s fingers beat tatami: "there''s another Ozawa Jun. Before I investigated, no one told me there was such a person. God probably doesn''t know Ozawa, and the people of the fantasy Biology Research Society of Meiji University don''t want to mention... Then you, you''re having diarrhea! " Huashan was stunned: "eh? So, is it my fault? " And Ma: "well, no wonder. Remember to eat carefully in the future. Don''t eat everything. "“ But when you see spicy ice cream, of course you want to try it? " Huashan argued, "don''t you want to try?" Meijiazi: "I really want to try, but at the thought of your tragedy, forget it." And Ma: "you don''t even have a sense of propriety!" Meijiazi shouted, "what do you mean!" Huashan nodded solemnly, "master''s education is right."“ Hey! What do you both mean? " HEMA: "don''t worry, by the way, meijiazi, don''t you want to do morning exercises with me? Let''s go... "As soon as the voice fell, he and the horse heard the sound of engines in the air. It''s the helicopter engine. He walked quickly to the window and looked in the direction of the roar of the engine. He just saw a Chinook twin rotor helicopter with the logo of the United States Marine Corps flying through the air. What the hell? What are Americans doing?