2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

Tianhe Community is a mid-to-high-end community located in a bustling section of Haicang District. People who rent or buy houses here are generally white-collar workers who work nearby.

Luo Beiyuan, who was wearing a blue suit, walked through the security gate, smiled and nodded at the security guard on duty next to him, then walked through a quiet garden and arrived at the door of the building.

"Welcome home, Mr. Luo."

A soft female electronic synthesizer sounded, and the glass doors slowly opened to both sides.

Luo Beiyuan did not step in immediately. Instead, he stood sideways and made way for a fashionably dressed aunt who came out of the room.

The middle-aged woman with her hair permed into big waves stopped and took off the toad mirror that covered half of her face with her orchid fingers. The corners of her mouth were already raised: "Hey, Xiao Luo, are you back from work?"

"Yes, Aunt Liu." Luo Beiyuan said with a smile.

"The thing I told you last time..."

"Your daughter has very good conditions, but I already have a girlfriend, and she is working in Chengdu now." Luo Beiyuan's handsome face showed a trace of extremely sincere apology.

"Ah, that's right." Aunt Liu nodded, but didn't seem to give up. She said in a meaningful tone: "Xiao Luo, it's not that Auntie likes to talk too much, but young people are separated in two places, and it's easy for them to be in love. There's a problem. Let me see. It's better for the young lovers to see each other every day..."

Luo Beiyuan shook his head gently: "If I really break up with my girlfriend for this reason, will you be willing to leave your daughter to me?"

Aunt Liu closed her mouth, looked him up and down, and suddenly showed an extremely bright smile, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes bloomed like flowers: "As expected of the good man that the whole building of girls are greedy for, my Belle is the one who suffers from it. You met him late."

"Your daughter is very good. She will definitely find a man with better conditions than me." Luo Beiyuan smiled and waved his hand, and then walked into the corridor door.

Aunt Liu turned around and looked at his back, with a touch of regret in her eyes, and said softly: "I wish I were twenty years younger."

I don't know if he heard something, but Luo Beiyuan's pace suddenly quickened and he ducked into the elevator.

...

East door on the 74th floor.

Luo Beiyuan threw his suit jacket on the sofa, picked up a glass from the table, went to the water dispenser, took half a glass of water, and drank it all in one gulp.

Putting the cup aside, he walked to the balcony, pressed his hands on the railing and looked into the distance.

The wind blew like this for a while, and when Luo Beiyuan turned around again, his face was already covered with a thin layer of light and shadow, making his facial features unclear.

This is a modified function of smart glasses, a "mask" that can cover the face with the projection of various animation or film and television images, or it can simply cover the face with a hazy light film like his.

On the sofa in the living room, a figure in black clothes and black trousers, with his face shrouded in a hood, appeared at some point.

"You haven't seen my face, have you?" Luo Beiyuan asked lightly.

"What do you think?" Xia Houhao took off his hood, revealing a pale, bloodless face with a sickly smile.

"You'd better not provoke me. 'Holy Cloth' is just a third-rate small organization and can't protect you at all."

Luo Beiyuan stared at the past with his eyes hidden behind the curtain of light, and said softly: "If no one called me by my full name along the way, you would be dead by now."

Xia Houhao raised his chin and said sarcastically: "Then why do you want to help a third-rate small organization?"

Luo Beiyuan was silent for a moment and said, "They gave me 1 million."

Xia Houhao's face suddenly became extremely exciting. His pale face without a trace of blood turned slightly red at this time. After a while, he gritted his teeth and said: "I killed four people for them, and they gave me 2.4 million, and you are only responsible for killing me." If you bring it here, you can get 1 million?"

He suddenly put his thumb in his mouth and bit his nails with a ferocious expression: "Damn it, that damn intern also saw my face. I'm probably wanted now. Find the 'Faceless' guy to produce A new 'face' and identity cost 500,000... Damn it, that old monster is a damn vampire..."

After waiting quietly for the other party to finish complaining, Luo Beiyuan chuckled: "Now it seems that 2.4 million is still expensive. Your professionalism is really worrying. You can even find mistakes in the connector."

"Damn it, it's not because you have to hide your identity. I don't know what you look like..." Xia Houhao's facial expression was distorted, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

Luo Beiyuan did not explain why he did this. He tilted his head and asked, "I'm a little curious about what that intern from the Special Branch did to make you think he was the one who contacted you."

Thinking of the young man wearing black-rimmed glasses and a naive face, Xia Houhao suddenly became more excited and gritted his teeth: "When I was waiting for you this morning, that kid appeared inexplicably where I was hiding. , gave me a weird smile. Then at noon, he just walked out of the superpower registration office at the time you and I agreed, and then he immediately contacted the target of my mission..."

"So you thought he was me and took the initiative to contact him?" Luo Beiyuan seemed to be laughing.

"You only told me to meet near the superpower registration center at 12:30." Xia Houhao stared at his eyes shrouded in light.

Luo Beiyuan's tone had a hint of joking: "I also told you, don't try to contact me, just wait quietly in the closed pet shop, and I will take the initiative to find you."

Xia Houhao didn't speak, but clenched his fists tightly in his lap.

"Moreover, you have forgotten one thing, that is, I don't know who your target is this time. How can you contact them in advance?" Luo Beiyuan said lightly.

"You don't know?" Xia Houhao frowned.

"I don't know." Luo Beiyuan shook his head: "The hall master of Holy Clothes just asked me to find a way to bring you into Building C of Tianhe Community, and didn't tell me anything else."

Xia Houhao did not continue to dwell on this matter, and asked with a slightly provocative look: "Don't you want people to know your identity? Just take me back to your home, aren't you afraid that I will go back and check your information?"

"This is a house I rented under a false identity. The place I live in is another apartment in this building. Moreover, the reason why I chose Tianhe Community is because it keeps customer information very well. , a third-rate organization like Saint Cloth has no channels to find out anything."

Luo Beiyuan raised his right hand and seemed to be looking at the unique silver-white mechanical ring on it: "Also, let's not talk about whether you can find it. As long as you make this move, I can guarantee that you will be sunk immediately. In the bay.”

Xia Houhao wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Luo Beiyuan: "As I said before, don't try to provoke me. It's only three things. This is already the second time. Believe it or not, even if I kill you here You, 'Holy Cloth' will still pay me the 1 million yuan?"

Xia Houhao's demeanor was obviously no longer as relaxed as before, but he still said harshly: "Where do you get such confidence?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that his neck was restrained by something, and then his whole body was lifted in the air by a huge force.

Luo Beiyuan still stood there calmly. A stream of dark water flowed out from the fingertips of his right hand, wrapping around the neck of the short man opposite him like a giant python, making the two blood-red eyes protrude from their sockets. .

"Now, do you know why I am confident?"