Cicada Moving

 Extra: Assassination of Taozi (5)＜Modified version＞

"You are...Wu Chunyang? That Wu Chunyang? Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Sitting among several burly men, Daozi shouted to Wu Chunyang in front of him, his face full of shock and disbelief.

Wu Chunyang glanced at him with a tilted head and did not answer. Instead, he nodded slightly to the little agent.

 A gag cloth was immediately stuffed into Daozi's mouth, followed by a hood, and the mobile phone and smart watch he was wearing were also thrown out of the car. It was a standard secret transfer procedure.

In a certain city security probe, a gray van was speeding on a suburban road, leaving the brightly lit city far behind.

An hour later, Daozi, whose face was covered, walked into the room with help. Through the gaps in the fabric, a strong musty smell could be smelled in the air.

 “Let him go.”

There was a sudden sound, and the hood was suddenly pulled away. Daozi squinted his eyes, covered his eye sockets with his hands, and looked up with the help of a few weak lights.

The man who calls himself Wu Chunyang is sitting on a wooden box, and there are several people standing next to him in a vigilant posture holding guns. The dark gun body reflects a faint blue light.

 What a guy!

Taozi swallowed his saliva and stared at the man with the same name in his book. He did not ask any more questions. The other party's effort to capture him was definitely not for fun.

A few seconds later, Wu Chunyang grinned: "Yes, I am calmer than I thought. I can answer your questions in the car now. Yes, I am that Wu Chunyang."

"How can this be?"

Taozi muttered something silly, yes, how could a character in a novel appear in the real world.

Upon seeing this, Wu Chunyang handed over a bottle of mineral water and replied: "I can only tell you that this matter is related to the Earth's axis. Unfortunately, the Japanese and us obtained relevant information at the same time."

 Earth's axis? Isn't that on the west side? The Japanese have never entered there?

Taozi unscrewed the cap of the bottle and took a sip of water. His mind was thinking rapidly, and then he asked a key question.

“What year is it now? Is there any problem with the war?”

 “Pa~pa~pa~pa~”

Wu Chunyang clapped his hands and praised: "You are not only calm, but also very smart, but I can't say what year it is now, you can only guess for yourself.

As for the war you mentioned, there were indeed some problems. Likewise, for some reasons, I can’t tell you everything. "

  :)

 When talking about the problem, Wu Chunyang's tone became quite bitter. If you look carefully at his face, you can still see some fatigue and confusion.

Zhaozi noticed these details and asked in silence for a while: "Isn't it bad?"

 “Well, it’s very bad, someone is here...”

After speaking, Wu Chunyang sat down again. Under the dim light, his shoulders were shaking slightly. An intelligence officer with twenty years of experience should not behave like this.

After hearing this, Taozi was stunned. Isn’t this the world line of "The Man in the High Castle"? What happened to cause such drastic changes in the world of the novel? Thinking of this, he quickly asked.

Hearing this, Wu Chunyang fell into memories. After a while, he came back to his senses and recounted the war in the form of blacked-out confidential documents.

 …Assassinated,…completely destroyed, powerful bombs…all over.”

The simple introduction shocked Taozi. It was really the world line of "The Man in the High Castle". He excitedly asked Zuo Zhong how the situation was.

When mentioning his own side, Wu Chunyang's expression became slightly excited, but revealed a hint of embarrassment, and he lowered his voice and replied.

“The northwest is great. It has established a solid base. It is said that it is also preparing to attack eastward to expand its territory. As for us”

He paused and said helplessly: "We have failed,...we are leading some loyal people to fight guerrillas in the southwest.

Last month, the enemy invaded our camp. If the deputy commander hadn’t fought tooth and nail to rescue him, he would have died for his country long ago. "

Gone?

　guerrilla fighting?

Zhaozi's expression is very strange. I wonder if this person can lead the team on the verge of collapse to glory and victory again like the one in the northwest, but I guess there is little hope.

By the way, Wu Chunyang is here, and Zuo Zhong is here. Daozi really wants to meet the protagonist in his book.

Unfortunately, according to Wu Chunyang's introduction, Zuo Zhong was injured in the last attack to save someone, and is still recovering from his injuries secretly, so he can only be sent here to perform the mission.

 Zhu Zi felt a little regretful after hearing this, and then asked the other party about the purpose of coming here. No matter what the angle, he was willing to help Wu Chunyang and others.

 “Rewrite!” Wu Chunyang said two words.

 “Rewrite?”

“Yes, you heard it right.” Wu Chunyang looked firmly and expressed his request: “Our world was born from your novel, but it bifurcated at a certain node.

I hope that in the novel, you can use words to prevent... from being assassinated, from being completely destroyed, and to bring the world line back on track. "

 “No problem, it’s our duty to do it, but is it useful?”

Daozi immediately replied, but he suspected that no matter what he did, it was all in vain and could not restore the decline of the world.

Wu Chunyang said sternly: "I am a soldier. Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, I should go all out. Besides, this is the deputy commander's order and I must carry it out."

 Well, it is indeed the persona I gave to "Wu Chunyang". He is wise and courageous, loyal to his superiors, and a pure soldier.

Chaozi smiled helplessly, but he quickly thought of something, his expression immediately changed, and he hurriedly reminded Wu Chunyang.

“You said that the Japanese have also obtained the secret of the world axis. Will they also come to this world? If so, will my relatives be in danger?”

“Don’t worry, we have made complete preparations, and someone will protect them.” Wu Chunyang told him not to be nervous, and turned his eyes to the window.

—

H City, Building 24, Community B, three short and sturdy men who followed the fat old man walked into one of the unit doors and moved quickly towards the second floor, with their right hands on their waists.

When they reached the corner of the stairs, the three of them bumped into a tall man with his head lowered. The three of them immediately retracted their hands and passed him by pretending to be nonchalant.

Since the stairs were too narrow, the tall man politely moved out of the way, but when the second person passed by him, a sudden change occurred.

The man suddenly raised his left hand and hit the short, stocky man in the middle on the throat with all his strength.

The other party only had time to let out a muffled groan, then he held his throat and rolled his eyes. His body collapsed on the ground, losing the ability to resist.

The other two people didn't know that they had encountered an enemy. They touched their waists in unison and prepared to draw out their weapons. Even if the gunfire would lead to a pursuit, they couldn't think too much about it at this time.

However, the tall man's movements were too fast, and he didn't give them any time to react after hitting the target. A bright light from his right hand hit the third person's neck, and at the same time, he kicked the first person's leg joint.

In just the blink of an eye, the third person fell to the ground and died. Blood spurted out everywhere in the corridor. The first person was not much better. He stumbled to the ground and missed the best opportunity to draw his gun.

With a cold expression on his face, the man flew toward the last target. The dagger in his hand penetrated deeply into the junction of the back of the opponent's head and neck, instantly cutting off the target's nerve center.

Five minutes later, flashing police cars drove into Community B. The fat old man stood on the side of the road and calmly turned around to leave. His facial expression looked extremely sinister under the light of the street lights.

—

“Standard military fighting skills, the murderer is only one person, he is very sophisticated, he kills with one blow, the three dead people have signs of special training, but they can’t even draw the gun.

No matter who this guy is, he must be a master of action and very strong. The hardness of his spine is almost half that of steel, so it is not that easy to pierce.

 In addition, the body shape of the deceased was very similar to the characteristics of the murderers in Shanghai. The M1911 they carried was a military model from decades ago. This gun can be regarded as a museum.

 In short, there should be a third party involved. This person has a hostile relationship with the deceased, and both have targets. This case is a bit interesting. "

The middle-aged man in Department A gave his own speculation and sighed after watching the scene in the corridor.

Having been fighting on the front line of counterintelligence all year round, he had not seen this kind of "antique gun" and such retro action methods for many years. The murderer successfully aroused his interest.

Different from the calmness of a middle-aged man, Fang Yuejin looked very ugly now. A gun is a gun, no matter how old it is, it can kill people.

In a country with good public security, the appearance of handmade guns, let alone three military-standard weapons, would be an earth-shattering case.

 “Where are the parents of ‘棹子’?” Fang Yuejin asked his subordinates after a long time.

According to the information provided by Breakpoint Group, Daozi left a total of two contact addresses, one is the residence where he lives, and the other is the residence of his parents.

After rushing to H City from Shanghai, they first went to the first location, but unfortunately they couldn't find anyone. Daozi mysteriously disappeared during the exercise, so they had to go to the second location to prepare to protect Daozi's relatives.

Before the results arrived, the local police received a report that a murder had occurred here, and initially it seemed that the three deceased were most likely the three murderers who committed the murder in Shanghai.

What Fang Yuejin is most worried about now is that Chuozi's relatives will fall into the hands of criminals, which will make the situation more complicated.

 Fortunately, the police officer's answer gave him reassurance. Daozi's parents were at home, very safe, and had no idea what was happening outside the door.

Based on the above intelligence and clues, the attitude of the third party should be "well-intentioned", at least for Daozi.

Fang Yuejin and the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief. Counting the staff of the Breakpoint Group, four people had died in this case. No more deaths must be allowed.

 “Let’s go to the public security command hall.”

Fang Yuejin sternly ordered that the surveillance network in H City is very complete and the flow of people is smaller than that in Shanghai. No matter whether it is a third party or the murderer, it is impossible to escape surveillance.

 (There is no way, it must be modified, and it cannot cause trouble to others. Please add Junyang. The Junyang account is on the home page of the book, click on it to see it)