Show life in spy war drama

Chapter 162
Lin Mu leaned on the window pane, his gaze stretched down the barrel of the gun, identifying and aiming at a closed window on the opposite side.

For some reason, Lin Mu clearly felt his heart beating faster and faster even though he possessed a master-level gun fighting technique, and his palms were slightly sweating.

He tried his best to adjust his nervousness, and even warned himself from the bottom of his heart, concentrate!

Suddenly, the gun was withdrawn again. He squatted on the wall and supported the gun, calming down for a few seconds.Tell yourself in your heart that there will be a first time for everything, that you are not "killing people", but "killing enemies".

Killing and killing enemies, splendor and cruelty are tearing each other apart within a certain period of time. Lin Mu mustered up his courage and drew his gun to fight.

The jet-black gun barrel broke through the low curtain again, and under the cover of the curtain, aimed ahead, and began to wait quietly.As the minutes passed, Lin Mu's heart became more and more quiet, so quiet that he seemed to freeze into a still painting.

The opposite window was gently pushed open with both hands, and Lin Mu saw Feng Manna, who was dressed as a hotel waitress, sending a signal of "confirm the target" towards her hidden direction.She tied a red ribbon on the half-rolled curtains, and the ribbon fluttered in the breeze, which was very eye-catching.

Lin Mu waited wholeheartedly for Feng Manna to leave his sight after tidying up the room.

After Feng Manna left the room, the black barrel of the gun searched for the target under the floating half-rolled curtain.The cherry blossoms in Latvia are close at hand, and Lin Mu only needs to tap his index finger lightly to decide the universe.

Suddenly, three figures appeared in sight, and they looked very similar from a distance.Lin Mu suddenly became a little flustered, thinking which of these three people is the real target?

Lin Mu took a long breath. Knowing that he didn't have much time, he hurriedly stood up and had to shoot within 50 seconds after opening the curtains.How to do?Lin Mu aimed at the target, but he still dared not move the finger on the trigger.

At this moment, Staff Officer Lin and Feng Manna were counting down the time at the corner. Suddenly, Feng Manna felt that something was wrong. The time had passed, but no gunshots were heard. Staff Officer Lin cursed "Counselor", drew his gun and rushed out.

Feng Manna also took out her pistol, opened the safety, and rushed out.

Beads of sweat dripped from Lin Mu's forehead, and he held the gun firmly with both hands.The bloody charge, the battlefield full of corpses, and the blood and flesh of the soldiers who would rather die than surrender quickly flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern!
Lin Mu suddenly felt that the blood in his whole body was boiling at this moment.Kill without mercy!

His pointed ears were erected sharply, listening to the wind speed, his bright eyes shone coldly like sharp blades, he calmly stared at the sight, bent his fingers, aimed at the target, and fired three "bang bang bang" shots Ringing, ringing in the Royal Hong Kong Hotel.

Wrapped by the wind speed, the bullet roared and pierced the head of the "target" fiercely, and the three of them fell to the ground quickly.

Immediately after the gunshot, the hotel fell into an uproar.In the corridor, Feng Manna and Staff Officer Lin walked against the fleeing crowd and retreated immediately.

Lin Mu put the gun back in an orderly manner, hung up the oil painting frame, opened the door, quickly left room 321, took advantage of the chaos and returned to the fourth floor of the hotel, opened the door of room 409 as if nothing had happened, and walked in naturally .Closing the door, he took off his coat as if he was relieved, with his soaked shirt pressed against his back. At this moment, Lin Mu finally understood why the killer was so difficult. It was not only a technical problem, but also a more important psychological factor. He wanted to take a relaxing bath and then sleep peacefully, even if the sky fell, he didn't want to worry about it.

Not surprisingly, the innocence collapsed.

Soon, the Hong Kong Royal Hotel was besieged by the Hong Kong Royal Police on three floors and three floors outside.

On the sun-sloping avenue, various people were congested. The reporters took pictures with their cameras, and the police cordoned off the scene to maintain order. The person in charge of the Japanese consulate also walked into the crowded place. The crowd, and beyond that, many unidentified but sensitive agents.

Ming Jing's car was blocked in front of the hotel, and with Lin Mu's safety in mind, he got out of the car and yelled at the police: "Who is responsible for you? I want to go in!"

The driver was afraid that there would be another disturbance in the chaos, so he hurriedly got out of the car to persuade Ming Jing to calm down, and then took out the ID card of the new Nanjing government and handed it to the police. After the police and a Japanese whispered a few words, he let him go.

Ming Jing returned to the lobby and first asked the hotel manager what had happened. When he learned that Japan's representative to China to participate in the "Peace Conference" and the emperor's special envoy Saburo Takazuki had been assassinated, Ming Jing couldn't help feeling tense.

"I heard that the assassination incident is very serious and concerns the relationship between Britain and Japan. The Japanese side has lodged a strong protest with the British government." The driver echoed: "The Hong Kong police are doing their best to arrest the suspect."

"Take it with all your strength?" Ming Jing was thoughtful.

"Miss, please don't worry. I have greeted you before and after. You are a relative of an important official in the Nanjing government. They will definitely strengthen their protection and no one will harass you."

Ming Jing sneered and said, "Yeah, I forgot, I'm a relative of an important official in the new Nanjing government." After speaking, he walked into the elevator with his head held high.The driver watched the elevator doors close and Ming Jing looked sullen. He didn't know where he had said something wrong, but he just stood there in a daze, not daring to take half a step forward.

The elevator slowly ascended to the fourth floor. At this time, Ming Jing was not worried about the Japanese government's attitude towards this matter, but whether Lin Mu was safe.Before the elevator doors were fully opened, Ming Jing hurried out of the elevator sideways and walked towards room 409.As soon as he opened the door, he saw the messy clothes and pantyhose on the sofa in the living room. Then he opened the bedroom door and saw Lin Mu lying on the bed sleeping with a naive look. His heart finally felt at ease.

She sat down with her legs limp against the edge of the bed.

Thinking about all the things that happened before and after today, my heart is still hanging.For some unknown reason, I was always worried about Lin Mu.

It was windy outside the window, Ming Jing stood up, she looked out of the window, only for a moment, black clouds covered the sky, Ming Jing closed
window.She walked to Mingtai's bed and tucked the quilt for Lin Mu.Just as he turned around to leave, he heard Lin Mu's raving.

"Sister... sister, mother..."

The memory of the original body is still affecting Lin Mu. At this moment, Ming Jing's heart suddenly turned around as if being pricked by a needle. She clearly saw the teardrops falling from Lin Mu's eyelashes, thinking about the poor child.

Lin Mu whispered, "Sister, Muma is in the box...in the box, Muma..."

Tears welled up in Ming Jing's eyes. After so many years, she thought he had forgotten.It turned out that the child hadn't forgotten at all that his mother was in the "box".

Ming Jing's heart hurt like a knife, and the scene from 20 years ago flashed in his mind.

Ming Jing, dressed in a black cheongsam, stood in front of the mourning hall, holding Lin Mu, who was under six years old and was covered in hemp and filial piety. Ming Lou, 14, also dressed in a black suit, knelt in front of the mourning hall for Lin Mu, burning paper money.

The setting sun slanted into the woods on the outskirts, and the send-off team walked into the woods in the afterglow, and clusters of new graves criss-crossed in the woods.When the coffin was buried, Xiao Lin Mu was already asleep in Ming Jing's arms, with crystal clear teardrops hanging on his face, and his little hands were tightly clutching the skirt of Ming Jing's chest, as if he was afraid that someone would throw him away.

"Mother is in the box..." Lin Mu continued to whisper.

Ming Jing wiped away the tears hanging on his cheeks, only to realize that even though it has been so long, Lin Mu has not forgotten, he has always buried the grievances in his heart and dare not mention them.

Lin Mu woke up and vaguely saw Ming Jing wiping his tears with a handkerchief.Lin Mu felt guilty, afraid that he would be caught by his sister for talking in his sleep.

My sister heard it.He tentatively called out, "Eldest sister... what's wrong with you?"

Hearing Lin Mu's voice, Ming Jing restrained his emotions and said, "I didn't pay attention just now. When I was spraying perfume, I spilled it in my eyes. I just washed it with clean water."

Lin Mu felt relieved, crawled to the foot of the bed with the pillow in his arms, and said, "Sister, I'll help you."

Ming Jing smiled and said, "No need, just stay well and don't get in the way."

Lin Mu leaned his head on the cotton pillow, yelling that he was hungry and asked Ming Jing for food.Ming Jing packed his things in the room and threw Lin Mu a brand new set of Chinese-style gown and gown pants.

"After changing your clothes, my sister will take you out for a big meal."

"I want to drink." Lin Mu said coquettishly.

Ming Jing smiled and said, "Okay. Get up quickly and hurry up. We can still watch a movie."

Lin Mu said happily: "Okay!"

(End of this chapter)