Night’s Nomenclature

Three hundred and eighty-eight, forts and fighting

"Let's arrange for everyone to take some time off. There are still three days before the transaction. All the agents in Group 7 must return to their best condition," Qingchen said. "Let everyone go back and have a good rest. Qinghua, you go tell Kashima , we will choose the transaction address in city No. 10."

"Okay, I understand." After Qinghua learned about Qingchen's plan to take Qingmu home, he couldn't help but feel excited, as if his whole body was filled with energy.

In fact, it was not only because of Qingmu's high status in the hearts of Qing's intelligence personnel, but also because Qinghua never dared to imagine that he could participate in such an important event.

It's dangerous, but it also comes with opportunities.

Before Qing Hua left the office, he glanced back at Qing Chen. The new boss had already taken out a map of City No. 10 and seemed to be carefully choosing a trading location.

In fact, Qinghua has been a trainee inspector for eight years. He knows very well that he can be an adjutant and carry out other people's orders, but he cannot be a chief officer.

The previous inspector was a person who liked to talk too much. During the internal struggle of the Intelligence Unit, he was eventually dug into a hole by the Chen family and resigned.

Nowadays, the new inspector is not very talkative, but he plays tricks on other intelligence teams.

At a certain moment, Qinghua was thinking that maybe his chance had finally arrived.

There are not many opportunities that a person can seize in this life, but as long as he seizes it once, he can rise to the top. .

Qingchen looked at the map for a long time and finally identified seven locations suitable for trading.

Which one you choose in the end depends on seeing it in person.

It's already 12 o'clock at midnight, and there are still 8 days left before return.

Qing Zhun walked into the office carrying a lunch box: "Inspector, let's have a bite to eat. You spend all your time in the office every day, so you have to take a break."

In the past few days, the agents of Group 7 have discovered something. It seems that the new boss does not need to sleep.

No matter when they looked at the office, Qingchen was either analyzing files or sitting on a chair with his eyes closed to relax.

Even the sleeping bag Qinghua bought for him has not been unfolded.

Strange.

At this moment, Qingchen received a message on his phone.

He glanced at Qing Zhun in surprise. It was the shadow that sent the message, asking him to return to Utopia Building to discuss the hostage deal in three days.

Qingchen sighed and said to Qing Zhun, "I'm leaving. If you need anything, call me."

Qing Zhun asked: "I will arrange a vehicle to take you back."

"No need, I'll walk back by myself," Qingchen said.

Outside the Intelligence Unit, Qingyi fell asleep sitting alone in the car. His arms hung by his side involuntarily, and he was holding a cell phone in his hand that was making a call. The call lasted 3 hours and 42 minutes. The caller was Li Ke. .

He seemed to have fallen asleep while chatting with Li Ke. The strange thing was that Li Ke didn't hang up the phone.

Keiichi was sleeping in a daze when he suddenly woke up.

He subconsciously turned his head and looked at the gate of the Intelligence Department. The small iron door under the big iron door was slowly opening, and the gentleman he was waiting for was slowly walking out.

Qingyi hurriedly said to the phone: "I'm waiting for you, sir, so I won't say anything for now."

Li Ke, who was on the other side of the phone, said in a daze: "Well, then just tell your husband straight and don't play tricks on him."

"Yeah, I understand."

After saying that, Qing Yi wiped the eye droppings from his face and chased Qing Chen.

Before taking two steps, Qingchen stopped helplessly and looked at Qingyi: "Are you waiting here every night?"

At this time, Qingyi's two eye circles were extremely serious. He had been sleeping in the car these days just to wait for Qingchen to come out.

Qingyi stood in front of Qingchen, watching eagerly.

Qingchen reached out and patted his head. This time the boy didn't instinctively shrink back, but he forgot to say what he originally wanted to say.

"What do you want from me?" Qingchen asked with a smile, "If nothing happens, I'll go back first?"

Qingyi hesitated for a moment: "I'll go for a walk with you, sir."

Qingchen thought for a while: "Okay."

Qingchen walked in front, and Qingyi followed the gentleman cautiously. He turned his head and looked at the gentleman, and suddenly felt that there was some tiredness in the other man's expression.

On the building of the Intelligence Unit, Qing Hua and Qing Zhun were standing by the window.

"Wait a minute, isn't that shadow candidate Qing Yi?" Qing Hua glanced at Qing Zhun inexplicably shocked: "Did you just see the boss pat Qing Yi on the head? Was it because I was dazzled?"

Qing Zhun shook his head: "You're not dazzled. He did slap him twice, and Qing Yi didn't hide either."

"So, the boss has already chosen the person he wants to support in the Shadow War?" Qing Hua asked in a daze, "But why did he choose Qing Yi?"

"Maybe it's because of the good relationship," Qing Zhun thought for a moment and said, "If the inspector chooses Qing Yi, then Group Seven will definitely follow him and stand on Qing Yi's side."

But in fact, Qinghua doesn't care who the boss supports now. After all, the shadow war will not end in a short time.

According to past practice, the third and fourth rounds take at least half a year and at most one or two years.

What Qing Hua is now concerned about is why a shadow candidate like Qing Yi is willing to be patted on the head but does not resist at all?

However, just as Qingchen and Qingyi were walking towards the fifth area.

Qing Zhun and Qing Hua were standing by the window when they suddenly saw two people following their boss quietly.

"The crow," Qing Zhun said calmly, "the crow is coming, April and May."

"Forbidden Inquisition? Why are they here... No, the boss is in danger!" Qing Hua turned around and was about to run outside, but Qing Zhun grabbed him and said, "Have you forgotten, the inspector specifically told us not to follow us? .”

Qinghua recalled Qingchen's explanation before leaving, and it was indeed like this.

"The boss didn't let us follow him, could it be because he had foreseen the danger in advance and didn't want us to be involved?" Qing Hua thought for a moment and said.

"Probably so," Qing Zhun responded expressionlessly: "After all, although the Intelligence Unit has an official status, it does not have a real expert, and there is no use following him. However, the inspector's behavior is a bit unexpected. , if it were any other boss, he wouldn't have to bring a few cannon fodder to protect him before he dares to go out, but he would be quite considerate of his subordinates."

"I feel like you don't fully recognize him yet? I call him boss, but you still often call him the job title of 'supervisor,'" Qinghua said.

The name one person addresses another person can often reveal the other person's true thoughts.

Qing Zhun glanced at Qing Hua and grinned: "I agree, who says I don't agree? Don't slander me."

Qing Hua stopped talking. When the crow appeared just now, Qing Zhun recognized the other person's identity at a glance.

However, the two crows did not wear the black linen cloaks. Qing must have recognized each other's appearance from a distance of hundreds of meters.

This shows that Qingzhun has excellent eyesight.

Within the Qing clan, people with excellent eyesight are usually those who are rewarded with camellia by the shadow of the Qing clan.

For a moment, Qing Hua was a little unsure about the identity of this Qing Zhun.

Qinghua suddenly said: "Do we really not need to follow the boss? The crows have appeared, which means that Jindai or Kashima will probably attack him tonight."

Assassination is an act that breaks the rules and has no political wisdom. It is precisely because of the love of assassination that Jindai has been criticized by all financial groups.

Gradually, the Age of Gods rarely used this method unless they were facing particularly important people.

Qingchen, as the inspector of the PCA Intelligence Division, is naturally not a real big shot.

However, Qingchen's recent abilities may have attracted the attention of the Gods.

Many people will despise Qingchen because of his youth, but the intelligence agency "Yaqi" of the Gods certainly will not.

On the contrary, the other party will pay more attention to Qingchen.

The enemy is getting old. There is no need to kill him. He has no ambition and will die sooner or later.

And if a young man who showed his prominence at the age of 17 and played around with intelligence is left alone, how many years will the entire intelligence community be ruled by him?

At this time, Qing Zhun thought for a while and said: "Even if I don't assassinate him, I will find a way to defeat him once and undermine his confidence. You can't avoid it by hiding."

There are too many consortium geniuses in this world. They emerged as young people and were high-spirited. However, they were deliberately targeted by other consortiums and their enthusiasm was thwarted.

Many people think that they can get up again after they fall, but how can it be so easy to get up again?

Many geniuses were severely defeated once and were unable to recover.

Not only the geniuses of the consortium, but also the geniuses of various sports and competitions. When they win, they can always win. Their confidence becomes stronger as they compete, and their aura becomes more and more vigorous.

But once you suffer a big setback, you will quickly withdraw from the stage of history.

This is a very subtle psychological tactic, but very useful.

Qing Zhun turned around and walked towards his dormitory: "I'm going to bed."

Qinghua glanced at his back and said, "No, I still have to take my brother there, just in case I can help."

"Aren't you afraid of death? Is this something we can participate in?" Qing Zhun turned around and asked with interest.

"You can't just do nothing," Qing Hua said and called Yang Xuyang and others out. Qing Zhun did not follow in the end, but had an elusive smile on his lips.

In the buildings on both sides of Jindai Fengqing Street in District 5.

The sweet singing of the dancer downstairs was swaying through the window into the house.

The red and gold holographic neon lights also make the room without lights look magnificent.

Beside the floor-to-ceiling windows, there were several men in black standing silently, staring out the window like permanent sculptures.

In the headset, someone said calmly: "The target is approaching. Be careful not to kill the shadow candidate next to him. Be careful not to kill the shadow candidate next to him. After breaking the target's legs, evacuate according to plan A and leave alive .”

"receive."

"receive."

"..."

In the communication channel of the headset, there were more than a dozen echoes, which meant that there were as many as a dozen groups of killers hiding in Jindai Fengqing Street, ready to attack at any time.

These people are not here to kill people, but to destroy Qingchen and make him have to lie in bed to recuperate in a short period of time to weaken his will.

They don't want to fight to the death with the Qing family at this time.

But at this moment, a sudden voice in the earphones said with a smile: "Good evening everyone, thank you for your hard work, for coming to assassinate our Qing family's intelligence officers so late at night."

As soon as these words came out, all the killers were shocked.

The killers who were originally standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows suddenly turned around and saw a shadow door opening behind them, and a young man walked out of it.

In just a moment, all the firearms in the killers' hands came out of their hands, as if they had encountered a huge magnet.

The guns that flew out were hovering next to the young man, with their muzzles pointed at the killers.

The mysterious young man, with a firepower matrix like a battleship Phalanx turret behind him, the ability to manipulate metal coupled with modern technological weapons, looks particularly terrifying.

The gun behind it is like the hundreds of long swords on the Iron Throne in "Game of Thrones" that are integrated with the throne.

A killer said hurriedly on the communication channel: "Qing Ye! The Qing family's shadow opened the Shadow Gate and sent his secret troops in. Retreat!"

The young man named Qingye laughed and said: "It seems that I am very famous now. You can even name me when you see me. Who leaked the news?!"

This young man who passed through the Shadow Gate is not a shadow. In fact, many people don't know that the forbidden object ACE-008 Shadow Gate can not only teleport the host himself, but also other people.

This also means that Shadow has the ability to send his troops to places where he has been at any time.

"This is a trap," someone said on the communication channel.

They have realized that the Shadow Door can be opened directly in the house, which means that the shadow has been here a long time ago, and tonight is the opponent's plan.

Qingye looked at the killers who were caught off guard and said with a smile on the secret force's communication channel: "Everyone has a great time tonight."

Qingchen took out a lollipop from his pocket and held it in his mouth. He looked at Qingyi with a smile, but saw that the other party was also prepared and took out a lollipop from his pocket.

The two of them smiled knowingly and then continued walking forward.

The backs of two people, one large and one small, suddenly looked particularly harmonious.

But just as the two of them entered Jindai Fengqing Street, behind a window blocked by a white wine flag on the roadside, gunshots suddenly rang out.

Qing Yi was stunned for a moment, but he heard Qing Chen beside him say with a smile: "Don't worry about what happened, let's keep moving forward."

The sound of gunfire continued, and it seemed that a fierce but invisible battle was taking place in the buildings on both sides of the wide road.

Qingchen always felt that something was wrong. The gunshots were a bit too dense, as if someone had set up a six-tube metal storm in the building.

It is completely different from the normal shooting frequency.

wrong.

Not Metal Storm.

Qingchen was a firearms master, and he could clearly hear the sounds of dozens of pistols and automatic rifles in that building, and the types of guns were all different.

Strange.

Pedestrians in Jindai Style Street fled in a hurry, looking for a place to hide.

Only Qingchen continued to walk forward with a calm look.

Qingyi was a little panicked at first, but when he saw his husband's calm appearance, he suddenly stopped panicking.

The next second, a glass panel on the building on the right shattered, and two people fell from a height of seven stories.

The next second, glass was broken on the left side, and a killer was thrown from the building.

Pieces of broken glass fell to the ground, making a crisp crashing sound, like the unique sound of rain.

Qingchen and Qing walked as if no one else was there under the red holographic neon lights, with goldfish dragging huge tail fins above their heads, surrounded by panicked crowds, swaying white wine flags, and the hurriedly losing look of the girl in the window.

This chaos always surrounds Qingchen and Qingyi, but the long street is so chaotic that no one knows that this chaos started because of Qingchen.

Qingyi turned around and asked, "Sir, you knew there was danger, so you didn't want me to follow you just now."

"Yeah," Qingchen said calmly.

He suddenly received a message from Shadow in the middle of the night and felt something was wrong.

But at that time, he only guessed that the other party planned to use him for fishing, but there was no evidence.

Now it seems that Mr. Qing's shadow is very well prepared, and he should be planning to clean up the monsters and monsters before trading the god Jingbian.

Qingyi turned around to search in the roadside window, only to find that the girl he had seen a few days ago was sitting pitifully in the window, looking out with tears in his eyes.

Behind the window is a locked background wall. If there are no customers, the girl will sit inside and kneel all night. This can be regarded as a disguised punishment from the boss to the girl, stimulating the girl to keep smiling and perform in her best condition. Attract customers.

At this moment, there was a sudden explosion from a building in front.

The huge shaking sound actually shattered the glass in the entire street.

The light rain that was originally falling seemed to have turned into a heavy downpour.

However, Qingchen remained calm-faced.

He believed that if Shadow dared to use him for fishing, he must be fully prepared. If Qingchen was caught fishing to death, it would probably be a stain on Mr. Shadow's life.

However, this scene was different upon seeing Zai Qing. He only felt that his husband was extremely mysterious and calm.

At this moment, Keiichi finally summoned up the courage to ask: "Sir, can you help me win the third round of the shadow battle? If I become a shadow in the future, I will definitely..."

Keiichi prepared a lot of words and said them fluently in one breath. He didn't know how many times he had recited them in private.

But before he could finish speaking, Qingchen had already turned around and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll help you win this third round of shadow battle."

Qingyi was stunned. He just felt that his husband's body seemed to be coated with a layer of brilliance in this noisy and boiling long street, which was extremely dazzling.

He didn't expect that the other party would agree to something that he had hesitated for so many days and prepared for so many days but was still unable to say.

Qingchen said to Qingyi: "Starting tomorrow, you can come directly to the Information Department and find Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com to practice with me."

"Ah..." Qing Yi was stunned: "Okay, okay!"

The next moment, Qingchen turned around and smiled at April and May behind him: "Thank you for your hard work."

But they saw that the two crows had changed into black linen cloaks at some point, and were standing in the middle of the chaos with a depressed look on their faces, seeming to be worried about working overtime tonight.

Five thousand words chapter, one more chapter at 11pm.

Thanks to Huajiao Dianma, Ai Ge, NanY, Mi Kuzai, Jinxi is Hexi, Halulu, Miwang, kmtan8, My Name Meow Jiang for becoming the new allies of this book!

Thank you for becoming the new silver ally of this book!

I wish the bosses won’t be stuck on the highway on National Day!

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