the world is at stake

You don't even know whether the other party is a man or a woman, or whether it's old or young - the electronic voice changer can turn the uncle who picks his feet into a cute girl, and you can't even guess what is on the other side of the phone line?

This is the case with the lurker who is in danger, and what he sees is always a small part of the truth.

It is said that they want to 'talk in person', but the two parties have not agreed on the time and place.This information will never be communicated over the phone, and will be pre-arranged.

Let's look at the newspaper again. The official medical institution of the United States has issued an early warning that the flu epidemic in autumn and winter this year is likely to break out, and even...

"An unpredictable mutation occurred?"

Zhou Qingfeng looked through the news for a long time, most of which were about the struggle between the two parties.Politicians use all kinds of social emergencies as weapons to discredit their opponents, but they are indifferent to real solutions to the problems.

The latest situation of the epidemic was not written in the newspapers at all, and most of them were "fake big empty" excuses.The ugly little Swedish girl yelled 'how-dare-you'.

But the outbreak of the flu caught Zhou Qingfeng's attention, because he happened to escape from a biochemical laboratory that was engaged in 'illegal' human experimentation, and obtained unimaginable physical enhancement.

There must be many unknown secrets hidden behind the unknown serum and the bombed private prison.

"Unfortunately, Alexei Goldman is dead. And his wife..." Zhou Qingfeng remembered that in the files he read, Goldman had no wife at all.

"And who is the woman named Martha?"

That piece of artificial skull is still in Zhou Qingfeng's hands, engraved with the words 'The answer is in my wife's hands, only those who know her name can get it'.

This puzzle is really thought-provoking.

Zhou Qingfeng drove away from the gas station on the side of the road, spread out the traffic map bought from a convenience store, selected a new route, and headed for New York.

Intelligence personnel always seem to like to stay in the bustling city, which is also unavoidable.After all, you can't be an agent in the wilderness, and 90.00% of leaks happen in public places.

There are rivers and lakes where there are people.

Zhou Qingfeng first went to New Jersey, west of New York, and ran to Newark Airport to find an electronic locker.There are new documents, new mobile phones, and new clothes he needs in the cabinet.

This is the preparation work that needs to be done before every operation. No one wants to use these things, but they are prepared.With these gadgets, Zhou Qingfeng was relieved.

He rented a temporary apartment again, had a place to stay, and even found time to send the broken pickup to the repair shop for maintenance-this abandoned 'Ford' pickup looked a little bad, but the engine and chassis were pretty good.

After finishing these, Zhou Qingfeng dressed himself as an Asian tourist visiting New York, put on rimless glasses, put on a leather jacket, carried a small bag, and hid a compact 'Glock 44' under his ribs.

It looks like a 'poor traveler' running around the world.

The next step is to really connect with the superior.The location is a blind restaurant in Brooklyn, New York called 'Scream Charlie'.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't like this weird store name.But he had to come here and give his name to the front desk clerk, "Anyone make an appointment under Victor Hugo's name?"

This restaurant is very special, except for the front desk receptionist and the back kitchen, the other waiters are all blind.The store was also pitch black, and nothing could be seen.Blind attendant assistance is required to get in and out and to be seated.

The clerk at the front desk nodded, "Yes, table No. [-] in the lobby, free seats."

A blind waiter came over, asked Zhou Qingfeng to put his hand on his shoulder, and guided him into the restaurant.

In order to create a unique mysterious atmosphere, the restaurant for the blind is tightly closed inside.In the pitch-black space, you can't see your fingers.

Light music was playing in the corner, faintly.

Zhou Qingfeng has been a 'mole' for half a month. Although he is also invisible, he is very used to the dark.But when most people come in, their hearts will be pounding and they will stumble.

There was a smell of fat and powder in the restaurant, and there were girls laughing intermittently in different directions, but ordinary people couldn't hear what they were whispering.

In the darkness, it seems that countless eyes are peeping, which is both tense and exciting.

Zhou Qingfeng also seemed to be blind with his eyes open, but his keen perception was no worse than that of blind people leading the way.He knew very well that there were many people sitting in the restaurant, and the business was pretty good.

Generally, visitors only know that there is someone in the restaurant, but they don't know where they are, let alone the person's figure and appearance. At most, they can judge whether the person is a man or a woman by their voice.

Because of the loss of vision, visitors must fully mobilize their senses of hearing, smell and touch, and explore details that they usually don't care about like a blind man.

Slow and clumsy, with a bit of excitement in the uneasy, the people who come to eat are like facing a blind box, unable to predict what will happen next.

The unique and novel experience is quite popular among young people.

Go forward a few steps and arrive at table No. [-] in the lobby.

Zhou Qingfeng was not familiar with the environment after all, and kicked a chair, causing a cry of surprise.He quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really can't see it."

"It's okay." A girl was close at hand, and said weakly, "There is a seat next to me, you can sit down."

The dark environment has its own social attributes, and the free seat means that you are willing to be with others.The restaurant will deliberately help with the combination of men and women, which is very interesting.

"Okay, thank you." Zhou Qingfeng reached out his hand to touch the 'beside the place', but he 'accidentally' touched the girl's neck in front of him.

The girl yelled in shock, "You touched the wrong one, it's next to me."

Zhou Qingfeng apologized again.

In the darkness, the girl's little hand gave guidance, so that he could finally sit down safely.Before he could gather his composure, another girl's voice sounded from the right, with a mocking tone: "Boy, I suspect you did it on purpose."

"No, no, I really didn't mean it. I bumped my head when I came in." Zhou Qingfeng argued, "This place is too dark, it's my first time here, and I'm not used to it at all."

"Hmph...all the men are duplicity, every time they say it's not on purpose, but every time it's on purpose."

The mocking girl was a little resentful, but she quickly changed her tone and asked, "Hey, groping boy, you sound very young, what do you look like?"

Uh... Zhou Qingfeng didn't know how to answer.He doesn't want to boast, and he doesn't want to belittle himself.But if it is ordinary, it means nothing.

The weak girl interjected, "Didn't you say it's better not to ask about your appearance? It's just purely making friends and expanding your social circle, not judging by appearance. This is a step further than online dating, but it's less embarrassing face-to-face."

"Yes, yes, yes." Zhou Qingfeng touched the table in front of him, and knew that there would be six people in front of the table, three men and three women, sitting at intervals, and there were girls on the left, right and opposite of him.

This is a fancy party.

Where the hell is the person who doesn't know the connector?Don't even know who he is?

"I hate this kind of connection."

Chapter 010 not doing business

In the darkness, there is a faint fragrance.

The weak girl whispered: "I'm a little socially phobic, and I don't dare to get in touch with people. But I like this dark environment, it's easy to break the taboo and get out of the shackles. Anyway, if I say the wrong thing, no one will know who I am."

"Yeah, I'm also a little socially phobic." Zhou Qingfeng smiled along with the topic, "I sweat nervously when talking to strangers, I really want to get rid of this problem, but I can't.

It was so dark that I couldn't see clearly, but it helped me a lot.No one saw me sweating, and there was no need to be embarrassed.This kind of social interaction is really more comfortable, I like it very much. "

The mocking girl didn't take it seriously, and hummed twice: "It would be even more embarrassing if we had a happy chat, but in the end we meet and find out that he is an ugly monster."

"Just don't meet each other." The weak girl replied, "After all, there are too many things about 'seeing the light to die'. I have experienced it several times, and I am really afraid. It is fine now, and there is no burden."

Zhou Qingfeng agreed, he felt that he was too boring.It's obviously a very risky meeting, but it's like picking up girls.

The blind waiter led people into the dark restaurant again, and heard the footsteps and voices of two men.After a while, the girl opposite screamed, "Who is touching me?"

Then the apology sounded again.

There was also a girl who had been sitting across from her, and had never made a sound.

The mocking girl immediately verified her point of view, "I just said, these men do it on purpose. They like to take advantage of this. Especially this dark one, they bully us even more brazenly."

The weak girl whispered to Zhou Qingfeng and asked with a smile: "Be honest, did you want to sexually harass me just now? I told you to be next to me, but you touched me."

"I'm sorry again, but I really couldn't see clearly just now, and I was a little nervous."

Hee hee... The weak girl smiled and didn't care too much.

The six people at the table were finally full.

A man who came later patted the table loudly, and said unscrupulously: "Hello, this is the first time I play this kind of dark dating. To be honest, this atmosphere is very suitable for playing small games. I learned palm reading from gypsies." , is that girl willing to come first?"

Another man followed suit and shouted loudly, "There are really three girls at this table? Sorry, I can't see them. Tell me, please? Tell me, who is the most beautiful?"

Most of the American girls are hearty and open, and they are "silly, white and sweet" with enthusiasm.But the three girls were silent in the dark, and Zhou Qingfeng felt that the two men who followed were completely idiots.

It's not about walking at night to be bold, what are you doing with such a loud voice?

A dark environment is suitable for whispering.After all, we are all strangers to each other, a little mystery and romance can release our hearts, and a little care can dispel inner tension and clumsiness.

But two 'big voices' drove away all the good atmosphere.

After being quiet for a long time, the girl on the other side of the table said softly, "How about...who will tell a horror story?"

In front of the dark table, it is quite suitable for a few strangers to gather together and tell horror stories.A good speech is guaranteed to make the scalp numb and sweat.

"Tell the horror story of 'Silent Hill'? I will tell many versions, which one do you want to listen to?" A man laughed, very pleased with himself.

But the three girls didn't take his word for it.

Another man vetoed: "I don't like horror stories. Can you talk about something entertaining? How about talking about cars? Men love to talk about cars, and so do women."

An awkward silence, the girls still didn't speak.

Zhou Qingfeng heard the girl on the left sneer, the girl on the right sighed, and the girl on the opposite side didn't make a sound at all.And the damn connector doesn't know where the hell it is.

He was really restless, so he added: "I can't tell horror stories, can I tell jokes?"

"Okay, then tell a joke." The girl opposite agreed with a crisp voice.

Hmm...Zhou Qingfeng cleared his throat.He looked left and right, knowing that if the lights were on in the room, the five people at the table were all looking at him.

It's too bright but makes people unable to let go.

But now that the vision is deprived, there is an indescribable sense of immersion.

Quite fun.

"When I was in high school, I didn't study well. I was often called to the office by the teacher to be scolded. Because I was scolded too many times, the head teacher kicked me to the teaching office. Let the teaching director impress me."

Zhou Qingfeng's voice was very soft, and he started laughing before he spoke.But the atmosphere in the dark environment is very good.The girls didn't make a sound, and the other two idiots didn't bother, it was quiet.

"When the dean saw me, he was very kind. He neither scolded nor scolded me. He chatted with me patiently. With his care and guidance, I regained my confidence, improved my academic performance quickly, and was admitted to university.

Years later, when I returned to high school, I went out of my way to thank the retired dean.I told him that without his encouragement back then, I would definitely have become a useless waste.

But the teaching director said that I don't need to thank, because those words back then were "chicken soup for the soul".He has endured it for so many years, and only a fool like me can drink it. "

"Chicken soup for the soul?" The girl opposite couldn't help but burst out laughing, her curiosity greatly increased.

The weak girl also asked, "What kind of chicken soup for the soul?"

The mocking girl didn't mock either, "It's interesting, keep talking."

Zhou Qingfeng also laughed, and he continued: "I was also surprised, and asked the dean, 'I think what you said is very good, I have always been encouraged.

For example, you often say, 'Student, from the perspective of grades, you have great potential for development. 'It warms my heart.

But the dean had a serious face, and the original meaning of that sentence was, "Boy, your grades are the bottom one in the whole grade, you're so bad, it can't be worse." '"

Hahaha... The three girls were immediately overjoyed.Although the voice is not loud, you can imagine that they are leaning forward and back together.Everyone loves the fun of contrasts and misunderstandings.

Zhou Qingfeng was very happy with the effect he created, "I was anxious when I heard this, and continued to ask the dean, 'You also encouraged me, saying that I have never seen a student with such plasticity as me.'

Is this also false?

The dean replied that it meant 'I've never seen anyone in my life who is more out of tune, mischievous and playing tricks.The head teacher didn't want to talk to you, so he kicked you to me. '"

Ah ha ha... The girls' laughter became louder, and their breaths were short of breath.

"You said that I have strong social needs, isn't that encouraging me to be cheerful, optimistic and aggressive?"

"That's mocking you for always making small moves to harass your female classmates in class. Is it interesting? The female classmates hate you to death and come to complain every day. Every time I see you, I get annoyed."

Hahaha...the laughter never stopped.

"You said you could understand my anxiety, and that calm thinking would help me better."

"It's telling you to 'Be honest, don't think about it. You can't avoid being criticized.'"

"You say good communication is the beginning of success."

"I just want to see what weird ideas you have in your head."

"You also said 'One failure proves nothing. I am definitely a strong student and look forward to my future success.'"

"I'm nonsense, I say the same thing to everyone, who knows you can really succeed? The original meaning is 'do what you are asked to do, and make sure you can't eat and walk around if you mess around.'"

Poisonous chicken soup jokes create non-stop laughter in a darkened room.

The three girls went from laughing lightly to laughing loudly. They had difficulty breathing and their stomachs ached.The atmosphere of chatting and chatting is opened up, and it is easy to improve the favorability with strange girls.

Uncle Zhou is quite good at picking up girls, he has always been 'not doing his job properly'.

Chapter 011 Annoyed

For the next two hours, Zhou Qingfeng's table was full of openness, talking about everything.

The other two men couldn't talk at all, felt bored, and left halfway.When the chat was about to end, the weak girl asked with some unfinished business: "Victor, what do you look like?"

"Uh, didn't you say that appearance and background are not important?" Zhou Qingfeng laughed.