Ice crystals covered the windows, and the inside of the glass was covered with water mist by the heating. The sudden drop in temperature severely damaged the cornflowers in the vase, and the petals and roots were completely frozen into ice, which has not completely melted yet.

Adele Capet was standing by the window, her soft blond hair was hanging behind her, and her slender waist was fixed in the dress. She stretched out her white fingers and slid on the glass, and her delicate fingertips were frozen pink.

Following the "squeak" of the door behind him, a vague figure was projected on the window, and another person walked in, holding a teapot in his hand.

Padma came to the table, poured water into the teacup, the steam was steaming, the woman by the window slowly turned her head and stared at her.

The fog gradually dissipated, Padma raised her head and saw Adele's exquisite and perfect face, those blue pupils were so clear, it made her feel as if she had passed away.

"Is it cold?" Padma asked.

Adele raised her chin: "Why are you still here?"

Padma didn't answer her, but raised her hand and lightly touched the cornflower with her fingertips, the ice crystals instantly melted, and the petals trembled and unfolded.

She said slowly, "I'm here to say goodbye."

Adele sneered: "Then you must have found the wrong person, and you should say goodbye to the person closest to you."

"You can also be with old friends." Padma smiled.

"Old friend?" Adele narrowed her eyes slightly, "We didn't become friends at that time, let alone now."

Padma flicked her hair at the temples: "I remember that you weren't so fussy at that time."

"People can never stay the same."

"You're just old," Padma sighed. "A woman who has passed menopause should be concerned."

Adele wasn't angry, age didn't matter to her, she walked to the table and gracefully picked up the teacup.

The effect after she swallowed the severed finger was astonishing, and her appearance returned to about 17 years old. Although she appeared to be a girl on the surface, she was actually an old lady who had experienced many vicissitudes.

She is indeed old.

The growth of age is like the growth of a tree. It is not only the change of appearance, but also the rings of annual rings after cutting.

"You too." Adele put down the teacup and returned the words to her.

"Sometimes I forget how long I have lived," Padma said. "Originally, such a problem would not have happened to you, but it is different now. Congratulations, you have become a monster like me."

Adele was silent.

Padma continued: "The longer a person lives, the more difficult it is to remember something. I had no way at first, and then I got a video camera. This is a good thing. I recommend you to try it."

"No need," Adele said slowly, "Even if it's recorded, it's useless."

"But at least it is proof of your existence," Padma said softly, "Look at it before you die, and you will realize that you have really lived in this world."

Adele raised her eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

"As I said, I'm here to say goodbye," Padma stared into her eyes, "My body has been gradually weakening since about 30 years ago. This is not a secret in Valhalla, because I have It is rare to take over high-risk tasks.”

"It's no secret in front of all the Noahs," Adele sneered, "we're all guessing when you'll die."

Valhalla is actually not popular among the Noahs. No one would like a violent organization, let alone its founder.Padma has lived too long, like an old queen in the court, as long as she doesn't die, she will always be a big worry for some people.

"I'm going to die sooner or later," Padma said slowly, "I'm even looking forward to that day just like you, living is actually a very tiring thing, so sometimes I will be jealous of you, even the wrinkles on your face envy."

Adele was silent again, and it was a long time before she said, "You are such a strange person."

Padma shook her head: "No, I'm not surprised."

She lowered her head, played with the cornflower petals, and said softly: "When I was young, I was just like all girls. At that time, I had a name, Qi Lian, because there were many lotus flowers in the pond in front of my house... you Have you ever seen a lotus?"

"Yes," Adele said, "I've been to China a few times."

"My home is in Guangdong, opposite Guanyin Mountain, where there are evergreen forests and rivers that will never dry up. My family members were born and died there," Padma raised her head and looked at the opposite He seems to be looking at an unreachable distance, "My father gave me TOEFL to a monk before he died. He is my master. Later, I followed the master to Tibet to practice. He gave me another name, in Sanskrit Here 'padma' means red lotus."

Adele has heard her story a long time ago, and some people used to call her "Kamma Red Lotus". In myths and legends, "padma" is the fire of hell, which can burn all souls, and it happens that she has control The ability of flames.

Padma smiled: "I originally thought that if I died one day, the ashes would be scattered in the pond opposite my house, but after searching for a long time, I found that the place had already been filled and built into a street."

Adele said lightly: "If you die, it is still a question of whether the ashes can be found."

"You're right," Padma said, "so this is the first thing I ask you to do, I hope you can find my body, as much as you find, I bought a tomb under Guanyin Mountain, I hope can stay there forever.”

"Why should I help you?" Adele frowned.

Padma said seriously: "You will, and you will also do the second thing."

Adele clenched her palms tightly, her beautiful brows were a little impatient, her blue eyes reflected a woman's earnest face, she raised her chin slightly, and said proudly: "What's the matter?"

Shen Shinian lowered his head, the light from the phone screen projected on his face, he swiped his finger, and crossed out the message informing him to attend the combat meeting.

"The enemy has emerged, and Plan A is in progress."

This message is from another one.

"What is Plan A?" Shen Shinian typed.

"Stand still, sit down and eat melons."

"..."

"As the saying goes, when gods fight, mortals suffer. My ability is limited, and I can only use my nirvana once. It's more important to save my life."

Just as Shen Shinian was about to turn off his phone, another message was sent over there: "Of course, you too, be careful."

He thought for a while, and selected "smile" in the expression column to send it.

After the screen of the phone was turned off, the metal casing suddenly fell off, and Shen Shinian let go of his hand. With a crackling sound, the mobile terminal equipped with a positioning system was completely scrapped.

He wore a security uniform, pushed down his hat, and walked into the exhibition room from the staff entrance.

The exhibition room was not open today, and it was very empty inside, because the riot patrol outside would come every 10 minutes, so he didn't have much time.

The anti-theft measures in the exhibition room are sufficient, high-tech such as infrared rays, thermal sensors, fingerprint pupil recognition, etc. are all available, but Shen Shinian is able to handle them with ease. His years of hunting career have allowed him to hone his skills. It can be said that as long as he is willing, the world There is no place on earth that can stop him.

His ability is to manipulate metal. As long as the precision is in place, all anti-theft systems are just decorations in his eyes. It is precisely because of this that he can find that the exhibition room is different.

Shen Shinian stopped in front of a wall.

He could sense the metal object on the other side of the wall, and he was sure there must be another space inside, but he didn't know how to get in.

So he chose the easiest way.

"Bam—"

The steel plate supporting the wall suddenly exploded, and the alarm sounded in the entire exhibition room at the same time. Shen Shinian kicked away the crumbling wall, and he saw a passage.

Regardless of the footsteps of security guards behind him, he went straight in. After he entered, those shattered steel plates formed a solid "door" again, completely blocking the entrance, no matter how many people outside beat him, he would not relax in the slightest.

The passage is neither wide nor narrow, in the shape of a corridor, with oil paintings and wall lamps hanging on both sides, and at the end of the corridor is another exhibition room, with a coffin in the middle and a wooden sailboat behind the coffin.

The sailboat occupies half of the exhibition room. The top of the sail is against the ceiling, and the wall behind it is painted blue. The whole looks like it is still sailing on the sea.

Shen Shinian entered the boat.

The cabin was dimly lit, and there was a scent mixed with the damp musty smell. He followed the scent and came to a door.

After opening the door, the rich aroma of incense hits the face.

The person sitting behind the desk raised his head and looked at him with a smile: "We meet again, brother."

It was time to change into the magician's clothes again. He was fully dressed, with a top hat on the table, and his hair was combed, as if he was about to perform on stage.

Shen Shinian didn't have the time to catch up with him, so he asked directly, "Where is he?"

"Secret," Shi Shi leaned back on the chair, looking a little lazy, "I won't tell you."

Shen Shinian spread his hands, and all the metal products in the room began to melt, from the desk lamp to the legs of the table, even the nails in the wall, all gathered in his hand, turning into the shape of a knife.

Without the slightest hesitation, he rushed directly towards time.

Shi Shi got up in an instant, grabbed the hat on the table, and threw it into the air. The ribbons fell down one after another. He took out a gun from the ribbons and shot it at Shen Shinian.

It was not difficult for Shen Shinian to catch a bullet, but he couldn't dodge every one of the dozens of bullets fired one after another. One or two of them fell into the body, and the pain was very familiar.

It's not the first time he tried the taste of super metal bullets, so he deliberately avoided the critical point. The impact is not too big so far. His expression is still calm, and he only has one purpose in his eyes.

Time saw the killing intent in Shen Shinian's eyes. This feeling was like a prey being targeted by a falcon. He knew that Shen Shinian had come here with awareness, so he couldn't help trembling in his heart at this moment, but now he must I have to buy time for Zuo Xiu.

He also has awareness of this kind of thing.

It was time to take out a long knife from the top hat. The hot weapons in the battle between the Noahs would not be of much use. What could really come in handy were these cold utensils.

Shen Shinian rushed forward, the two knives collided, and the sharp sound and sparks exploded together. Their eyes met, reflecting each other's faces, and they both read the most persistent belief from each other's expressions.

The author has something to say: The addition promised yesterday is here.I'm asleep, I'm asleep_(:з」∠)_

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