Beipai Tomb Raiders Notes

After hanging up the phone, my heart felt like I was on a high-altitude roller coaster, unable to calm down.

The meeting address that the strange man gave me last on the phone.

No. 456, Zhongshan North Street, Xingqing District.

Bright Hall.

Lao Wen told me that Guangming Guild Hall is almost the most mysterious private hall in Yinchuan, where security is tight and the gate is locked all the year round. There is a local saying that No. 456 Zhongshan North Street is the Huishang Guild Hall.

The other party did not reveal their identity, but emphasized on the phone that I must go, implying that Douyazai went to repair the TV and had an accident, and it was in their hands.

Lao Wen went to pick up Liao Bo, but he didn't receive anyone and only pulled back a hand. It was about 8:40 at that time.

Around 9 o'clock, I received this mysterious call.

The other party requested that I must arrive before 12 o'clock.

At this time Brother Yu saw that I was restless, and sighed and said: "It seems that someone is going to mess with you, whether it's a blessing or a disaster, if it's a disaster, you can't avoid it, let's go, I'll go with you, and use people's money to eliminate disasters for others. In the event of an emergency, I, Yu Wenbin, will keep you safe."

Brother Yu spoke calmly with a serious face.

I stared blankly at him, and finally nodded.

The other party called himself "we."

Who are they?

All this was known in two hours.

"Can't we go? Yunfeng..." Xiaoxuan looked at me worriedly and said.

I shook my head, saying no. Although the other party didn't say it clearly, they had already sent out a signal. If I didn't go, it might be the hand of Bean Sprout Boy next time.

Xiaoxuan lowered her head and stopped talking.

Yu Wenbin disappeared for 2 minutes, and had already changed his clothes when we saw him.

The weather was getting colder and colder, so he changed into a loose black sportswear with the zipper pulled up to his chin, holding a smooth wooden stick nearly 2 meters long in his hand, with serious eyes.

I guess, maybe Brother Yu also felt that this group of people is by no means a local force in Yinchuan.

The distance is not close, Brother Zhiyuan borrowed Lao Wang's yellow face, he threw away half of the cigarette butt and stamped it out, opened the door and let us get in the car.

I saw Xiaoxia's sister-in-law watching silently from a distance, without stepping forward to say a word.

The co-pilot had a machete wrapped in a towel, so he knew who it belonged to without even thinking about it.

In the middle of the night in Yinchuan, there was no sound, and an old yellow-faced car with double flashing lights was driving at a constant speed in the direction of Xingqing District.

To the place, 11:25.

Brother Yu got out of the car with a wooden stick and said, "Wait outside and meet us at any time."

Brother Zhiyuan turned off the headlights, looked at us and nodded.

I looked up, and less than a hundred meters away stood an antique-style building with blue bricks and tiles, copper nails on the wooden door, and a red lantern hanging on the left and right in front of the door. The lighting is also dim.

Under the lantern, there is a gold plaque with a black background. The handwriting is profound, and the bronzing is thick. From left to right, four-character regular script is engraved flying and flying.

"Bright Guild Hall."

Brother Yu carried the stick, walked to the door, slammed the stick on the ground with one hand, and looked up at the small probe on the door.

3 minute later.

"Squeak..."

The door of the Guangming Guild Hall slowly opened to both sides.

A young man came out of it. He was in his early thirties, with medium-length hair and a thin figure. There was no abnormal expression on his face.

He looked at Brother Yu and said, "My friend, just put the stick at the door, it's safe here."

Brother Yu just glanced at him and shook his head.

Seeing that Brother Yu ignored him, the man raised his eyebrows.

"It's okay, let them come in." At this moment, a loud voice came from the room. Hearing this voice at the door, I felt full of energy.

Afterwards, the man didn't stop him, just bent slightly, and said politely:

"Please."

I took a deep breath and tried not to show my timidity, and walked into the hall.

The hall of the Guangming Guild Hall is brightly lit, and the furniture placed around it is all old furniture. I took a cursory look and found that there were no fewer than ten pieces of huanghuali furniture in the early Guangming Dynasty, not to mention the official kiln porcelain that can be seen everywhere.

"sit down."

In the main hall, the man who spoke looked like he was in his 50s. He had white hair on his temples, and he was wearing an ordinary white shirt and suit pants. The cuffs of the white shirt were rolled up to reveal half of his arms. He looked like an ordinary passer-by. .

"It's not cold, the air conditioner is on in the room," he smiled, stood up and beckoned us to sit down.

Sitting under my buttocks was a Ming Dynasty huanghuali grand master chair, and I asked with trepidation, "Your Excellency is..."

The man looked at me and said with a smile: "Young friend Xiang Yunfeng, you and we have always had a close relationship. The fate of Shunde, the next farewell to Moth Mountain, it has been more than a year."

Although this person looks ordinary and is dressed like an uncle on the street, for some reason, he gave me a great sense of oppression when he spoke.

The moment I walked in, I actually guessed...

It's the Changchun Club...

It originated in Changchun, Northeast China, and secretly managed the huge organization group of the three religions and nine streams of the old society...

I was very nervous and grabbed the armrest of the chair. Brother Yu noticed my nervousness and subconsciously grabbed the stick.

Seeing my tense body, he opened his mouth and said:

"Young people don't need to be nervous. I am different from some people. At the same time, I have a long history with Ms. Zhao Qingwan. I still have to give her face. I always stand on the side of justice. I invite you here this time mainly to open up Cheng announced to talk to you."

"Talk about...?"

I gritted my teeth and said, "Sister Hong is such a good person. She was played by you like that. Sister Hong poked her head. Do you know if she would blame herself? Would she be sad? Her father was murdered by the Changchun Society. Sister Hong and I As I said, her goal in this life is to save enough money, and if [-] million is not enough, then [-] million! Sister Hong said that she will kill her family in Northeast China!"

When I think of the past, the more I talk about it, the more excited I become, and my face turns red.

"Standing on the side of justice? Have you ever thought about using those heretics to control people and make people do things against their conscience, what justice is there!"

"Also! You chased us all the way to Hong Kong! Why did you kill us all! Just because of that bottle of potion?!"

The man listened to me and remained silent throughout.

"Hey...."

He sighed: "Young man, Changchun will be huge. Believe me, it will be bigger than you imagined. I can only control a part of it. I deeply regret what happened to you before, and I'm sorry."

I was a little overwhelmed when I heard this, it was just an accident.

Is it the Changchun Club?

Wouldn't Changchun be full of arrogant people like Xiao Zhuotou?

But like this, why do these people deal with Bean Sprouts again?

"Young man, then I'll cut to the chase and say, I'm in a hurry, and all I want is the bottle of medicine in your hand."

"You just have to give it to me."

"In return, I can promise you two things."

He looked at me and said, "First, we will help you settle the hostile forces in Yinchuan. No matter who it is, if you want him to disappear from this world forever, please name him."

"Second, as long as I am in office, Changchun will never take the initiative to interfere with your life again."

"How?" After finishing speaking, the man poured himself a cup of tea, looked at me calmly, and waited for my reply.

blue potion...

Little Blue Bottle...

For that thing, I have been resisting from the bottom of my heart from the beginning to the end. Whenever I close my eyes, the shadow of Researcher An often appears in my mind. opening eyes.

That thing is trampling on the modern science of civilized society!

The little blue bottle is like some kind of taboo, I resist it from the bottom of my heart.

Where is this thing now, I am afraid that only two people know, even my most important person does not know, because I have never told this secret to anyone.

Of these two people who know, one is myself.

another one.

Is Hong is located somewhere in Hong Kong, an unknown newsstand owner.