If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 298 The Emperor
Walking through the dark corridor, going up the white marble staircase, the escalator is carved with vine patterns, reminiscent of the dense patterns in the vault of Notre Dame de Paris, the lady's white silk gloves are shining on the clean escalator Sliding on, there is no trace of dust, only the smooth feel is transmitted to the skin through the thin silk gloves, which makes people feel happy from the bottom of their hearts. It seems that the notes of the orchestral music have already begun to touch the skin Begin to flow like water, taking the human soul up to higher, higher heavens.

At the top of the stairs is the exit as well as the entrance. A thick black curtain blocks the double-opened gate that is big enough for five people to enter side by side. The waiters on both sides saw the flow of people pouring in, and parted the curtain with the silver-plated scepter in their hands. The huge and wide huge space behind was exposed.

As soon as the distinguished guests entered the door, they were immediately placed in the vast hall, golden light poured in from all directions, and the dull air in the crowded crowd was swept away, and the breath was full of resplendent luxury and luxury.

Four crimson columns tower over the four directions of the opera house. The arc-shaped dome reminds people of the temples of the gods in Nordic mythology. The corners were illuminated in extravagant gold, and everyone's face was covered with glamorous gold powder like a modern girl, graceful and luxurious.

The floor of the stage was paved with thick cashmere blankets dyed red, and the scarlet curtain was pulled to block the view. Then, more than [-] seats filled most of the theater, and the orderly crowd poured in like a black wave. Amidst the hustle and bustle and the sound of the sea, the aisles lined up between the seats are divided in an orderly manner. There is a brass sign on each seat, and people holding invitations find their corresponding seats and sit down. Looking forward to the upcoming drama behind the scenes.

After entering the opera house with the flow of people, Wan Boqian first observed the overall terrain and the existing emergency exits. People with strong anti-investigation awareness will find out the layout before entering an unfamiliar closed environment, and stipulate the optimal evacuation in case of accidental evacuation. From her point of view, the Opera House extends in all directions. There are no less than five fire exits alone. There are dozens of entrances and exits, both large and small. This is both good news and bad news. The good news is that they will not retreat if necessary. Worry about going nowhere, and the bad news is that it won't be easy once they try to catch someone.

Wan Boqian looked at Lin Nian and wanted to exchange information to make sure the plan remained the same, but suddenly found that the other party was staring at several corners of the stage, with a thoughtful expression on her face, but she didn't know that when she was planning the retreat route , the boy is already considering the field control route.

In fact, this can’t help but remind people of an allusion. It is said that a famous domestic general dedicated his life to the military. He didn’t know how to drink, dance, play and sing, and ignored the wind and snow. He passed through France and was supposed to go to the Eiffel Tower in Paris. The general went straight to the Normandy battlefield site to study the environment.

It is said that the general's wife is a well-known lady in the south of the Yangtze River. After she was born in peace and health in China, she dragged the general to the commercial street for a walk. When she was walking in the street, the general who was holding her arm suddenly raised her finger and said, "This coffee shop must be good. "

The wife was very surprised, thinking that now the country is peaceful and the people are safe, the general can take off his military uniform and live a good life, so she was moved and asked him why, but the general said, "If I put a few machine guns in this coffee shop, I can block the entire street. "

Probably what Lin Nian is thinking about right now is where to install machine guns on the stage, so that they can control the audience in all directions without any dead ends. At that time, the three of them will pull up their stockings and cover their faces like green forest heroes, and jump to the stage. The position on the stage can perfectly control the field with a loud roar. Whoever dares to stand up from the seat will immediately give him a chug. No matter how many escape channels are, it is useless. As for this mission, the most important item, the machine gun, is not brought. Problem - In the hands of time zero and instant users, even a single shot pistol can give you the effect of a machine gun.

Behind them, Chu Zihang and Shao Yifeng did not follow the crowd into the seats after they walked into the opera house hall, but avoided the corner and observed the surroundings silently. Among the four of them, only Shao Yifeng was the one who showed the invitation letter to enter the venue. One peak and one, naturally he is the only one in the opera house.

In fact, they don't care if there is a place for them to sit. The seats in the entire theater can accommodate more than 2000 people. If there are fewer seats, it is better to wait for most people to be seated first, and then choose a place with fewer people to sit.

There are quite a few people who have the same intentions as them, standing in an empty corner quietly waiting for the crowd to enter the arena, probably because they don’t want to be crowded with the crowd, and squeeze out the folds of their makeup or custom-made suits. In this way Now, the four people who stood motionless in the corner and looked around did not look so much like criminals who were going to rob the opera house.

"Many people brought boxes." Wan Boqian said.

"Notice." As many people entered the arena, Lin Nian gradually discovered that many of the visitors did not come empty-handed. While carrying their female companions, they also carried large or small lockboxes in their hands. Judging by the weight, it is not light, and I don't know what is inside.

"It seems that there is no body search when entering the venue, and there is not even the most common metal detector. It seems that the organizer has a lot of experience in order management." Lin Nian touched his cuffs, and the electromagnetic pulse prepared for them by the equipment department It was saved, and now it can only serve as a miniature electromagnetic grenade.

"I've opened it so many times without any trouble, I'm afraid I have something to gain from it?" Wan Boqian kept moving her eyes to various "strategic positions" of the opera house. There are tall and strong figures hidden in places that people ignore, silently monitoring the entire inner field of the opera house like a stone statue.

"Ten. No, fifteen." Lin Nian reported the answer just as Wan Boqian was about to speak, and changed his words midway because his eyes fell on the VIP room on the second floor of the Opera House. There also seemed to be a few 'security' personnel hidden in the corridor. "There may be more, but these are the only ones I can find so far."

"There are too many 'targets' detected by blood knots at once, and I can't distinguish them accurately!" Wan Boqian rubbed her temples in frustration. In the courtyard, the dots of light representing the mixed races fell on the flashy tray of the opera house like stars shining, interfering with each other and affecting the most effective detection of speech.

"Don't worry, take your time." Lin Qingtian comforted him. He didn't focus on the crowds pouring into the opera house, but on the VIP room on the second floor where no one was seated yet. He has I have a hunch that the real lord will definitely not appear so simply. The grand finale will always be accompanied by golden rain and rolling thunder.
Shao Yifeng beside Chu Zihang was also searching for something in the theater, muttering in a voice that he could only hear: "Where did you go, senior sister?"

In the opera house, a lot of people were sparsely seated in the front row within a short while. Everyone kept a certain social distance, but when they met those who had a pleasant exchange of greetings, they sat closer and handed each other business cards.

At this moment, a violin squeaked suddenly from behind the huge scarlet curtain on the stage. The sound came from the sound facilities of the opera house. The noise in the entire opera house suddenly fell silent, and many people were shocked Yidao raised his hands to cover his ears and looked around, but met countless faces that were equally at a loss as himself.

Except for Lin Nian, Wan Boqian, Chu Zihang and even Shao Yifeng couldn't help covering their ears, but the sharp sound of the violin came so quickly, it pierced through them like a bullet before everyone could react. There was an inexplicable sense of bleakness in the eardrums.

The theater fell silent all of a sudden, as if the tumbling tide was cut by a knife, completely killing its manic sound of waves, and everyone quietly looked ahead, the thick curtain that had not yet been opened.

Someone was plucking the harp on the stage, and the clear and clean sound of the harp came from behind the scarlet curtain. It was so small, without using any amplification equipment, and its beautiful rhythm could only be heard after everyone really quieted down. It is echoed by low-pitched cello and oboe, blowing the world famous tune that everyone knows and spreads widely.

"Swan Lake?" someone whispered from the seats in the opera house.

The string music is so gentle and beautiful, yes, this is indeed the prelude to "Swan Lake", they heard it right, there is someone behind the scarlet curtain, there is an orchestra playing Tchaikovsky's Swan Lake, smooth Stretch, elegant and generous, as if people can see under the hazy moonlight, a group of elegant white swans have turned into beautiful girls and swam ashore, dancing beautifully under the moonlight, with a moving body line.
When the French horns sounded in unison, the real beauty of "Swan Lake" could not stop pouring out from behind the scene, and the whole opera house fell into complete silence. Lighted up, just the prelude put everyone into the sad emotion of "Swan Lake".The visitors who just stepped into the infield were all immediately attracted by the silence and the round dancing strings in the silence. Indulging in the music, they quietly found their seats, just wanting to sit down as soon as possible and listen to the top-level performance. .

"Why Swan Lake?" Wan Boqian whispered, standing in the dark and listening to the band.

"Why can't it be Swan Lake?" Chu Zihang asked again, Wan Boqian glanced at him and seemed to be choked for a long time without saying a word.

"It is said that some swans are silent all their lives, and they will sing a song before they die. At that time, they are always accompanied by gorgeous fireworks." In the aisle next to Lin Nian, a woman who passed by suddenly said so.

Lin Nian turned his head to look, but found that the person who spoke had already flowed into the crowd and left behind the gate. He only had time to see a smaller figure in the crowd, with short black hair and a straight back. Like a gun, he quickly disappeared into the crowded crowd.

"What's wrong?" Wan Boqian asked.

"It's nothing." Lin Nian watched the dense crowd of people for a long time before shaking his head gently, but for some reason, he was quiet for a while and then suddenly said, "I heard that in history, on December 1991, 12, the Soviet Union collapsed. At that time, Swan Lake was playing on the TV all day long."

Both Wan Boqian and Chu Zihang were taken aback, wondering why Lin Nian could think of this cold knowledge from "Swan Lake" for no reason.

Lin Nian didn't know why he said that, his eyes were a little bewildered, but as if he remembered something, he suddenly fell into a long silence.

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"December 1991, 12, that day far away from the Kremlin towers, the red national flag fluttered in the blue sky, the whole country was enveloped in the sadness of Swan Lake, and at the same time, in the snow and ice of the far north, there were also celebrations The fireworks are in full bloom." Standing in the VIP room on the second floor, Mai Shutoku looked down at the opera house where the guests sat silently in "Swan Lake", and said softly, "That day the whole country was as silent as it is now."

"The great Soviet regime has fallen and the end of the Cold War has been announced, but it's only June and half a year until December. Isn't it too early to release "Swan Lake"?" There was a sound in the headset worn by De Mai, and at the same time, there was the trivial sound of unpacking potato chips.

Standing in a hidden corner of the corridor on the second floor, Jiude Mai, in a golden dress and a light gold veil, quietly watched the scenes in the theater and said: "Or it's for those of us who are interested. A friendly hello from us shadowy mice?"

"Greeting with "Swan Lake"? If it's really a metaphor for 'that day', isn't it too bad? But I remember that the other party has already greeted us once through Little White Rabbit No. [-]. That time in Japan was as bad as it is today." Potato Chip Girl said, "In the past, everyone was tacitly doing their own things, but it is obvious that the other party is going to make a little change now. This auction Is it one of the signals? They knew we would definitely come, so they did this little trick to say hello to us."

"Again, have you figured out the identity of the organizer?"

"paco, a man of thousands of faces, many people know her, but they don't know her background, but it seems that now we have figured out a little bit about her." Potato Chip girl said, "She is really working for the boss. That old friend of mine is working."

"The boss is really familiar with the person who is loyal to the 'Man of Thousand Faces'? Why haven't I seen them eat?" Mai Tokuro said casually, and closed her eyes to listen to the national performance of "Swan Lake". I paid money to come in, so naturally I want to enjoy all the things I deserve.

"Lambs will keep in groups to keep warm, and beasts often walk alone." Potato Chip girl smiled, "This is the boss's original words. It is very middle-aged, but it also fits his personality. But the friend of the boss is also very good-looking. Light, if the name of our boss is 'boss', then that person should be called"

"Emperor." After she finished speaking, she paused before biting the potato chips in her mouth, "I feel that the boss's fashion value has been compared."

"Whether it's called the emperor or the queen, it's just a code name to hide our identity, but it doesn't mean that we have to meet one or two of the other's maids in the future?" Jiu Toku Mai is not too surprised by this The title, talking bad things down the line.

"Are you going to have a cup of afternoon tea together after the development is smooth? How do you know that the other party's subordinates must be maids, can't they be male servants?" Potato Chip girl said, "But it seems that the boss doesn't want to talk to that' The emperor has developed into a partner, otherwise we would not have allowed us to participate in this charity auction planned and organized by the other party in private."

"Charity auction." Mai Tokuru chewed the word for a while, and suddenly chuckled inexplicably, "Should it be better to say 'charity fair'?"

If the men off the court saw the short-lived cold smile of this tall beauty, they would probably offer their car keys and ask to take her to dinner, and if possible, breakfast.

"But I said long legs. According to me, you should come in through the front door. Anyway, didn't we get the invitation letter? It seemed that we were thieves by sneaking in through the back door. It cost me a lot The price can buy the VIP room you are in." The potato chip girl suddenly had dissatisfaction in her words.

"It's too eye-catching. There are too many people here tonight for the finale of the trade fair. It's easy for me to impress people." Shude Mai shrugged and stretched his hands from his back over his head. With a bloody waistline, he leaned against the wall and took a sip of a glass of champagne that had been prepared in the VIP room, leaving a mark of red lips on the champagne glass, "Besides, if I really want to attract attention, sir Like the eldest lady of the Chen family, she can also appear on stage in a helicopter."

"If you really want, I can arrange a submarine for you. You jump out of the submarine and step on the red carpet with 10 cm high heels. With your good legs and figure, you will definitely put that mediocre figure The girl was squeezed until it burst!" the Potato Chip girl tsk tsk.

"The boss means that he won the finale of this auction and didn't let us show off. Today's occasion is not suitable for us maidservants hiding in the dark to show off." Jiu Toku Mai said softly, "Since it's a deal Yes, it means that the other party may have played with the mentality of playing for a long time to catch big fish from the beginning. In fact, after understanding the true nature of this charity fair tonight, it is not difficult to guess the possible developments that may occur next "

"Who made the finale so shocking? It stirred up all the mud and sand in the pool at once. Many old people from aristocratic families rushed to hang for their lives, right? The seats are not full yet, I can smell the smell of gunpowder through the screen." The Potato Chip Girl twitched her delicate nose and her voice was full of sneering, "Will there be fights when the spoils are not evenly distributed?"

"The style of the 'emperor' forces is much more brutal than ours. Although both of us essentially exist and operate for a 'person' in the eyes of their respective leaders, we are simply inferior to them in terms of style alone." A harmless nanny group." Mai Tokuro said softly, "Otherwise, why do you think the boss would ask me to bring this thing?"

No one could notice that behind the breathtakingly beautiful bare back of the woman in the golden dress, a long sword engraved with dense patterns was inserted quietly in the dress, and the hilt of the sword pierced through the shoulder blades and disappeared into a mat of black hair.

The Soul of Butu.

One of the Three Spiritual Swords of the Age of Gods, the beauty in the golden dress came with a knife, the corners of her eyes were crimson and full of murderous lingering.

　ps①: gone
　　ps②: Yes, it’s gone. Originally I wanted to ask for fake pigeons (my head was numb after taking four melatonin pills), but my conscience was uneasy (I found out that I was recommended for some reason), so I tried my best to pay [-] more. I hope you understand.

　　


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