Bulwark of Light

Chapter 163 The Secret Key, Gu Shen

Old Town, Lion Lane.

A long-abandoned house, the stone lions at the entrance are mottled and dusty.

Song Ci stepped on his slippers, squatted in front of the constellation Leo, and nibbled on his lunch box.

“I haven’t heard anything for so long…is Madam asleep?”

After he finished his lunch, he cautiously pushed open the gate of the house. Needle can be heard.

After thinking for a while, Song Ci withdrew the hand that knocked on the door. He did not disturb Lu Nanzhi, but returned to the front of the house and acted as the door god of this old old house together with Shishi.

Across a redwood door.

Lu Nanzhi slowly opened her eyes while leaning on the bed.

She just felt tired… After the election of the candidate, she came here, or to be precise, hid here.

This is the house that Lao Lu bought in the old city. He did some fun and interesting experiments incognito. Before Nan Jin was born, this was also the “base” for himself and Lao Lu… Later Nan Jin left Dadu, She became the great and famous wife of most of the people. She was full of trivial matters. Whenever she was in pain, depression, anxiety, and anxiety, she would return to this house.

The time in this house is stagnant, and my childhood is buried here.

Completed the emergency meeting of the Antiquarian Society.

She could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Hiding here…because she doesn’t want to see anyone.

Regarding the reaction from Huazhi’s side, she could probably guess that directly stating a position in the election of the candidate councilor this time is tantamount to giving Huazhi’s “New World” project fiercely a chance. Remember the heavy hammer… The biggest shareholders should be making a fuss about withdrawing their capital by now.

“073 is a person from the Lin Family…”

Lu Nanzhi recalled the scene at the meeting, “Being able to use the influence of the Lin Family to force the Eastern Continent’s decree to be postponed, This is at least something that the direct relatives of the Lin Family in the northern fortress can do…”

073’s identity suddenly changed from vague to clear.

“It’s just, who is that 031?”

Lu Nanzhi rubbed his eyebrows and felt a headache. Every time we meet, we treat it as our last sight.

This Deepwater Conference Hall can be born and operate independently.

Because of the “Red Gate” that Lao Lu left for himself, he has unique and unmatched authority in the deep water area of the deep sea.

But the deep sea is renewing itself round by round.

No one knows… How long can the Red Gate last with this evolution?

Once the Conference Hall is discovered, it may not be impossible to restore everything that happens in the Conference Hall with the computing power of the deep sea… For this reason, everyone is hiding their identities .

073 is a high level character in the Northern Karma Fortress.

957 is probably a fledgling hairless brat.

And 031… The feeling I give myself is that it is contradictory, the image is obviously a teenager, and it seems unreliable and unremarkable, but it is a frequent visitor to every meeting, almost never absent, and Speaking gives a “deep and unmeasurable” feeling.

This is a poor disguise.

But also the most brilliant disguise.

“I can’t guess the identity of 031…”

Lu Nanzhi worked hard to select the Eastern Continent bigwigs in his mind, but from the standpoint, those who opposed the bill The guys who passed, none of them matched the 031 image.

“It seems that he has locked my identity…”

Madam collapsed a little and muttered her forehead, “Is there really no mistake, I have already contacted the secret key already?”

at this time.

There was a commotion outside the hospital.

……

……

There are not many to-and-fro people in front of the old mansion in Lion Lane.

Because of the bloody case that year, Lions Lane has been emptied, and this entire small alley is uninhabited, so normally it is extraordinarily deserted, not to mention the desolate cold and desolate late autumn.

The dead leaves were spun by the wind in front of the lion.

Song Ci, who was squatting at the door and picking his teeth on flip-flops, frowned and looked up at the pile of black silhouettes in front of him.

“Sorry…Did you go wrong?”

Song Ci regretted it when she opened her mouth.

He regretted that he didn’t wear a tailored suit, because surrounded by such a group of brawny men in suits, his floral shirt looked so down and poor, especially when he changed from squatting to When he stood up, he was a little shorter in height.

Song Ci couldn’t remember where she heard it. When the two sides confronted each other, the one with the lower voice would be very imposing.

But this time it worked out badly.

The comparison of clothes and height made Song Ci feel like a coward.

He shook his shirt and saw that these men in suits didn’t give in at all, sighed softly, and began to twist his wrists.

“Don’t do it.”

An old voice came from behind the crowd.

“It’s me…I just want to meet Nanzhi.”

Song Ci dumbfounded.

These thugs in suits standing like the Copper Wall Iron Bastion swooped out of the way.

Cui Zhongcheng pushed his wheelchair slowly to Song Ci.

Zhao Xilai sincerely looked at the crow guarding the front of the house. He knew that this youngster was very capable of fighting… If he did it here today, then the people he brought temporarily would not be enough for Song Ci to fill his teeth.

Song Ci looked strange.

He wondered if this Old Guy was a dog…with such a keen sense of smell? Hiding in the old city can come up so quickly?

“Not good meaning.”

Song Ci shook her head and said, “Madam said, no one is seen.”

“About the election of the congressman… She needs to give me an explanation.” The old man sighed softly and said, “I don’t want to embarrass you, nor do I want to embarrass her. It should be no problem just to meet and talk, right?”

Song Ci hesitated.

Lu Nanzhi’s voice resounded in the house.

“Since we’ve all chased the front of this house, then you should also understand that between us… what else is there to talk about?”

Song Ci heard this voice, I understood what the lady meant, and with a calm expression, I stood in front of the door, just folded my arms and said nothing.

“…”

Zhao Xilai was silent for a long time, then said softly, “Open the door, it’s not convenient to speak here.”

“No… Mr. Senator , there’s nothing inconvenient to talk about here.”

Lu Nanzhi corrected: “This is the relic of my dead father, and outside the door is where he fell. It is said that he used to be your best friend. , is there anything you can’t say in front of him?”

Zhao Xilai was silent.

“It’s the tenth anniversary of his death… If you’re trying to persuade me to give up my seat, please give up. I don’t want to see anyone this week, and I won’t leave Here.”

After Lu Nanzhi said this, she didn’t speak again.

This is not an eviction order.

But it’s better than the eviction order.

“It’s a free dance party in a week…” Cui Zhongcheng leaned over Zhao Xilai’s ear and whispered, “There’s still time. Do we need to talk more?”

The old man lowered his eyebrows Look at the ground on your toes.

The pool of blood in front of Lions Lane has long since dried up. It was washed and drained by more than 3,000 winds and rains day and night. There is nothing left here, only the sound of the empty wind. Like a ghost moaning.

“See you in a week.”

With a small sigh.

From the noisy silhouette in front of Lions Lane, it became cold and quiet again.

Lu Nanzhi leaned against the wooden door of the old house, the entire world was clean again, she slowly walked towards the wing.

Song Ci, who was guarding in front of the house, asked Brace Oneself, “Madam…I really don’t see anyone in the yard for a week?”

Lu Nanzhi just wanted to speak.

“ding dong ——”

An email came. The sender’s email address is newly registered, and the display name is 031.

Lu Nanzhi pupil shrink.

Crazy… crazy?

031 dare to send an email to himself under the supervision of the deep sea?

After the mail was delivered, a countdown began to appear on the icon…

“5…4…3…”

In the last second, Lu Nanzhi opened the email with stiff fingers… This email is so short that it only takes one second to read it.

Because of this email, there are only four words.

“The secret key, Gu Shen.”

After five seconds, the email was automatically deleted. No matter how Lu Nanzhi searched for it, there was no clue.

All records of this email, related information, have all disappeared.

It’s like a pebble falling into the deep sea.

Viewed from the top of the sea, thousands of undulating ripples and falling of a pebble have never appeared before.

“…Madam?”

Song Ci outside the house, after waiting for a long time without a response, he spoke again.

Lu Nanzhi seemed to have come back to his senses from afar.

She whispered, “I want to see someone, I’ll see you right away.”

(End of this chapter)