Bulwark of Light

Chapter 163 Secret Key, Gu Shen

Old Town, Lion Lane.

In a long-abandoned house, the stone lions at the entrance are mottled and stained with dust.

Song Ci squatted in front of the lion with slippers on, and gnawed on the boxed lunch with relish.

"There has been no movement for so long... Is Madam asleep?"

After finishing his boxed lunch, he carefully pushed open the gate of the courtyard, the courtyard was completely quiet, and the wing room could even hear the sound of needles falling.

After thinking about it, Song Ci withdrew his hand knocking on the door. Instead of disturbing Lu Nanzhi, he returned to the gate of the house and acted as the door god of this old house together with the stone lion.

Through a mahogany door.

Lu Nanzhi sat on the bed and slowly opened her eyes.

She just felt tired... She came here after the election of candidate councilors, to be precise, she hid here.

This is the house that Lao Lu bought in the old city, and 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, and she became a famous woman in Dadu. Madame, who is full of trifles, returns to this house whenever she is suffering, bored, depressed, and anxious.

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

Completed the emergency meeting of the Ancient Chinese Society.

She can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Hiding here... because she doesn't want to see anyone.

As for Huazhi's reaction, she can probably guess that this time directly expressing her position in the election of candidate councilors is tantamount to giving Huazhi's "New World" project a heavy blow... the biggest Several shareholders of the company should have been clamoring for divestment by now.

"073 is from the Lin family..."

Lu Nanzhi recalled the scene in the meeting, "Being able to use the influence of the Lin family to force Dongzhou to delay the promulgation of the decree is at least something that only the direct relatives of the Lin family in the northern fortress can do..."

The identity of 073 suddenly changed from vague to clear.

"But, who is that 031?"

Lu Nanzhi rubbed the center of her brows, feeling a headache for a while, just like what 031 said, every meeting in the meeting room in the past few years, everyone regarded it as the last time.

The conference room in this deep water area can be born and function independently.

It is because the "red door" left by Lao Lu has unique authority in the deep water area of ​​the deep sea.

But the deep sea is renewing itself round after round.

No one knows... How long can Hongmen last if it continues to evolve like this?

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

073 is a senior figure in the northern Karma Fortress.

There is a high probability that 957 is a fledgling kid.

And 031... I feel contradictory. The image is obviously a teenager, and he seems unreliable and out of tune, but he is a frequent visitor to every meeting, almost never absent, and his words give people a kind of "deep" unfathomable” feeling.

This is a poor disguise.

But it is also the best disguise.

"I can't figure out the identity of 031..."

Lu Nanzhi tried her best to screen out the big figures in Dongzhou in her mind, but from the standpoint, none of those who opposed the passage of the bill matched the image of 031.

"It seems that he has locked my identity..."

Madam collapsed, and murmured, "Are you really not mistaken, I have already been in contact with the secret key?"

at this time.

There was a commotion outside the courtyard.

……

……

In front of the old house on Lion Lane, not many people come and go.

Because of the bloody case that year, Lion Alley has been emptied, and the whole small alley is deserted, so it is very deserted on weekdays, not to mention the desolate and desolate late autumn.

The dead leaves are blown around by the wind in front of the stone lion.

Song Ci, who was squatting in flip flops and picking his teeth at the door, frowned and looked up, looking at the dark crowd in front of him.

"Sorry... did you go the wrong way?"

Song Ci regretted it when he opened his mouth.

He regretted that he didn't wear a tailored suit, because surrounded by such a group of strong men in suits, his floral shirt looked so poor and poor, especially when he changed from squatting to standing. Another head short.

Song Ci couldn't remember where he heard it from. When two sides confront each other, the side with the quietest voice will be very powerful.

But this time it worked out badly.

The contrast between clothes and height made Song Ci feel like a coward.

He shook his clothes, seeing that these men in suits didn't show any intention of backing down, he 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 see Nan Zhi."

Song Ci was stunned.

These thugs in suits who stood like a fortress made way for a path.

Cui Zhongzhong slowly came to Song Ci with his wheelchair.

Zhao Xilai looked at the crow guarding the house sincerely, he knew that this young man was very good at fighting... If he did it here today, then the people he brought along temporarily would not be enough for Song Ci to squeeze between his teeth.

Song Ci looked strange.

He thought to himself, could this old guy be a dog... such a keen sense of smell?Hiding in the old city can pounce so quickly?

"Excuse me."

Song Ci shook his head and said, "Ma'am said, but no one has been seen."

"About the congressman's election... 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's just a meeting to talk, it shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Song Ci hesitated a little.

Lu Nanzhi's voice sounded in the courtyard.

"Since we have all chased to this house, then you should also understand, what else is there to talk about between us?"

Song Ci heard the voice, understood Madam's meaning, and stood in front of the door with a calm expression, just crossing his arms and saying nothing.

"..."

Zhao Xilai was silent for a long time, and said softly: "Open the door, it's not convenient to talk here."

"No... Mr. Congressman, there is nothing inconvenient to talk here."

Lu Nanzhi corrected: "This is my dead father's legacy house. Outside the door is the place 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.

"Now is the tenth anniversary of his death... If you want to persuade me to give up my seat, please give up. This week, I don't want to see anyone, and I won't leave here."

After Lu Nanzhi finished speaking, she didn't speak again.

This is not an eviction order.

But it's better than a eviction order.

"A week later is the free dance..." Cui Zhongcheng leaned over and whispered in Zhao Xilai's ear: "There is still time. Do we need to talk again?"

The old man lowered his eyebrows and looked at the ground on his toes.

The pool of blood in front of Lion Alley has long since dried up. After more than 3000 days and nights of wind and rain, there is nothing left here, only the empty sound of the wind, like the moaning of wandering spirits.

"See you in a week."

A sigh.

From the noisy figures in front of Lion Alley, it became cold and quiet again.

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

Song Ci, who was guarding in front of the courtyard, asked bravely, "Ma'am... really don't leave the courtyard for a week, and don't see anyone?"

Lu Nanzhi just wanted to speak.

"Ding-dong-"

An email came, and the sender's mailbox was newly registered, and the displayed name was 031.

Lu Nanzhi's pupils shrank.

Crazy... Crazy?
031 Dare to send emails to yourself under the supervision of Deep Sea?

After the email was delivered, a countdown began to appear on the icon...

"5...4...3..."

At the last second, Lu Nanzhi opened the email with stiff fingers... This email was so short that it only took a second to read it.

Because this email only has four words.

"Secret key, Gu Shen."

Five seconds later, the email was automatically deleted. No matter how Lu Nanzhi searched, there was no clue.

All records and related information of this email have disappeared.

Like a pebble falling into the deep sea.

Seen from above the sea, there are thousands of ripples and ups and downs, and the fall of a single stone has never appeared.

"……lady?"

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

Lu Nanzhi came to her senses as if in a lifetime.

She whispered: "I want to see someone, and I will see you right away."

(End of this chapter)