Chapter 5 chapter Five

Reporter Tina Qian has been stranded in Xi'an since the TV debate.There are cultural landscapes that she can't finish seeing in the twelve dynasties.She visited the Wild Goose Pagoda, the Forest of Steles, the Museum of Terracotta Warriors and Horses, the Tombs of the Han and Tang Dynasties, the Mausoleum of the King of Qin, and the Banpo Museum.They also brought back large and small bags of local specialties from Shaanxi, such as crystal persimmons, red dates from northern Shaanxi, and hand-embroidered Doudu. On this day, she walked around the city wall park and returned to the Efang Palace Hotel where she stayed.At around 5 p.m., she received a call from a man:

"Is it Ms. Tina Qian? My surname is Huang. I would like to meet Ms. Qian. I would like to give you a credit. I think there must be something you are interested in." Qian pondered for a while, and said bluntly, "Okay, where is it?" The man smiled and said: "I am so shy, I can only choose a chicken feather restaurant. I know there is a mutton paomo restaurant. It is not big, but the taste is good, not inferior to Tong Shengxiang Paomo restaurant. How about it? " "Of course, I'd love to try this snack." "Okay, I'll wait there." He pointed out the address carefully and hung up the phone.

Tina pondered, wondering what would happen tonight.She didn't stay in Xi'an for sightseeing. She had long heard that there was a secret organization called "Anti-K Bureau". The editor-in-chief of "Global Telegraph" wanted to dig out this blockbuster, so he sent Tina Qian, whose father is Chinese and who can speak fluent Chinese, to dig here.But so far no progress. She ripped off the diamond ring, removed the gold necklace, and deposited it at the hotel, along with her papers and most of the cash.I also packed a 0.22 caliber Luger pistol in the women's bag before going to the banquet.

In an alley outside the east gate, she found the small shop. The black signboard said "Halal Ma's Mutton Paomo Restaurant". The restaurant is not big, and there are seven or eight customers. Young people welcome: "Is it Miss Qian? This way, please." Someone came and led her to a table in the corner. He was dressed in simple clothes and had a "popular" appearance. He was about 45 years old, with deep wrinkles on his forehead, and a pair of small eyes that focused the light, and sometimes the light flashed, which was extremely sharp. .He asked Ms. Qian to wash her hands first, and then ordered some pancakes, and taught her to break them into small pieces and put them into a large bowl.The waiter put a number on the side of the bowl and took it into the kitchen.Mr. Huang said with a smile:

"This is our Shengdou Xiaomin's old restaurant. It's cheap and good. Ms. Qian is used to delicacies from mountains and seas, so she might not like it." Tina smiled and said, "Mr. Huang, you're welcome. My father is from Xi'an. I like local snacks in Xi'an very much." "Really? In fact, many snacks in Xi'an were learned from the barbarians. The real exotic flavors have only become Chinese characteristics after being soaked in the big Chinese pot for a thousand or two thousand years. Like mutton skewers, boiled mutton, Steamed mutton, that’s how it all came about.”

After chatting for a while, he started to get to the point and said: "We watched the debate between Ms. Qian and Mr. Karp, and admired Ms. Qian's eloquence, but unfortunately you are scratching the surface this time." He said bluntly: "Do you know? The root of this K-star incident lies in the anti-K Bureau, a lawless secret organization, we can be sure that many mysterious disappearances or mysterious deaths are related to the Anti-K Bureau.” Tina asked cautiously, "If my question is not taboo, can you tell me who you mean by 'we'?" Mr. Huang looked up at her: "I can tell you that 'we' is a small organization in the police system. Many police officers with a sense of justice are worried about the Anti-K Bureau, and they have tried to crack it, but," he said with a wry smile , "The Anti-K Bureau is obviously under the protection of the government. Please note that this official root is not only in the Chinese government, but also in the world government and Interpol. We can only watch this secret agency do whatever it wants. According to our push, The so-called K-star spacecraft is not a false report, nor is it negligent, but it is intentional, and the purpose is to cover up this secret organization."

Tina said suspiciously: "The spokesperson of the world government categorically denies the existence of K star people." Mr. Huang said contemptuously: "What kind of denial is that? He deliberately created a confusing situation, neither completely affirming nor completely denying. This is the most suitable atmosphere for the anti-K bureau. All right, we don't have to talk to each other." I tried it, I know that Miss Qian has been staying in Xi'an, not just for sightseeing and eating mutton steamed buns, right?" The waiter brought the mutton steamed buns. Mr. Huang paused the conversation. The two big bowls of steamed buns exuded a strong aroma. Mr. Huang said, "Please, let's talk while eating."

Tina took a bite and praised: "It tastes so good!" She looked at Mr. Huang and admitted: "Yes, we also know about this organization, and it is likely to be involved in a worldwide conspiracy." "Okay, let's work together. According to intelligence, a key member of the Anti-K Bureau is going to the United States, Japan and other places to carry out a huge assassination plan. We are going to send someone to follow him, expose and stop He, I hope to get Miss Qian's assistance." Tina said bluntly: "It is my duty. But Mr. Huang, can I publicly report the progress of the incident?"

Mr. Huang pondered for a while, and said: "I advise Ms. Qian not to be too naive. The anti-K bureau has deep roots, and it cannot be eradicated by one or two reports. It is even a question of whether your report can be published in the newspaper. As for us, we will take our own In this way, the name of our organization is 'Blood Fang Group', blood for blood, tooth for tooth." His small eyes gleamed coldly, and Tina began to worry. She smelled a terrorist organization from the name Bloodfang.It is very likely that Mr. Huang and the others are a group of passionate men who were irritated by the perverse actions of the anti-K Bureau, but it is not a good way to control violence with violence.However, she knew it was impossible to persuade Mr. Huang with a few words, so she decided to go with them and deal with it on camera.she says:

"Then, I take Mr. Huang's advice and postpone reporting on the matter until an appropriate time. When will I leave? With whom?" "Tomorrow morning's flight, your ticket has been bought, and this police officer Wen Bao will go with you." Following his gaze, Tina saw at a table by the window a young man with a round head and face, who looked like a child.While eating in a hurry, he glanced out the window casually.Mr. Huang smiled and said: "Don't look at his baby face, he has been in the police system for 10 years. Here, your ticket." Tina took the small paper bag and pushed away the empty bowl.Mr. Huang said in surprise: "Hey, you have eaten up such a big bowl of paomo! It seems that you really like it, and you are not being polite."

Tina wiped her mouth with a sanitary napkin, stood up and said with a smile, "Thank you very much, Mr. Huang. This is the first time I have tasted such a delicious mutton steamed bun. I will invite you here next time. Goodbye." Yu Pingning took a plane from Xi'an to Beijing, and on the same day, he transferred to a Boeing 797 passenger plane of Civil Aviation of China to San Francisco.The security check at Beijing Airport is much stricter than that of Xi'an. Luggage goes through the conveyor belt and passes through the X-ray transilluminator, and passengers go through another channel. The X-ray will project your image on the big screen, and any weapon can be seen clearly.After passing through the tunnel, there is another pass, and the smiling security personnel have to spot-check some items. Yu Pingning had nothing to worry about. There was no contraband in his luggage, and the passport signed by Geek was genuine.Miss Inspector was slightly suspicious of his watch-type videophone, which was thicker and had a strange hidden antenna shape.Yu Pingning explained with a smile: "It's the latest, long-life battery that can work for more than a month." The lady didn't say anything, handed the things back to him, and warned: "Please don't use it on the plane." She didn't know that the watch was also a sensitive radio locator.After a while, she saw the same watch in the hands of a round-faced young passenger, and this time she let it go. Yu Pingning's seat is 14A, facing the window.He put the small suitcase in the overhead bin, adjusted the overhead vents, and waited for the plane to take off.A round-headed young man stopped in this row, nodded to him with a smile, opened the door of the clothes box, and put his small travel bag in it.He stopped suddenly, looked at the number on the seat, took out the boarding pass, and muttered: "Wrong." Then he took out his travel bag and went to the back row. Yu Pingning's two neighbors were not talkative, they nodded politely to Yu Pingning, sat down, and read the pictorial silently.This saved Yu Pingning from unnecessary entertainment, and he could concentrate on his own affairs. On the way, he went to the toilet twice, once to the front and once to the back. During the coming and going, he remembered the faces of the passengers in his heart.It's just a precautionary measure, and he can take precautions if he finds a familiar face behind him in the future.He saw the round-faced young man chatting all over the place with his neighbor.He also saw a dark-haired girl with Caucasian skin and eye sockets, listening to music quietly through headphones.These casual glimpses are preserved in his remarkable memory. It was seven o'clock at night when we left the San Francisco airport.His connecting ticket was signed, and it was a seven o'clock flight to Houston the next morning.He asked for a taxi and went straight to the Chinese district, and booked a room in a "Sichuan" hotel. The 40-year-old proprietress is indeed a girl from Sichuan. She introduced various discounts of the hotel in Mandarin with a taste of pepper and salt, "If it is public expense, the meal fee can be included in the room price!" Yu Pingning didn't bother to listen to her introduction, and hurriedly settled down and went out.He knew of a nearby gun store with a complicated background.The streets here are very narrow, with people coming and going, and it has a taste of mainland China.It's just that most of the shops have painted sculptures of Marshal Zhao Gong or Guan Erye, which are rare in China.At the edge of the Chinese district, he found the store. It was very small, and there was no customer at the moment.The owner of the store has a dark complexion, as if he is from a Latin American country.Seeing Yu Pingning, the store owner greeted him with a smile: "What do you want, sir? We have a full range of goods, from state-of-the-art laser guns to old-fashioned revolvers." Yu Pingning said simply: "I want the safest ordinary pistol without a registered gun number, with a silencer. Here is my certificate." He pushed an envelope over, which contained $1,500 in cash.The store owner quickly counted, swept the banknotes into the drawer, and said in a low voice: "We have it, please wait a moment, sir." He went inside to get a Smith & Wesson revolver, "is this model satisfactory to sir?" "it is good." Ten minutes later, Yu Pingning came out of the store, quickly scanned the surroundings, and returned to the way he came.After he disappeared in the crowd, Wen Bao and Tina came out from another grocery store.They also went to the store and, using Tina's ID, bought a regular Magnum revolver for $95.Of course, what you buy at this price will not be that kind of "safe" weapon.Also bought a night vision binoculars for $230. Houston is a young aerospace city, the city is very clean, the suburbs retain the original appearance of the forest area, and villas protrude from the shade.Yu Pingning used Geike's passport and domestic driver's license to obtain a temporary driver's license, and rented a Ford car from the "Beth" car rental company. From the morning to five o'clock in the afternoon, he has been leisurely visiting the city. He took a tour bus to watch the Johnson space launch site, watched the film of the Challenger crash and the real object of the spacecraft, and then returned to the car to take a nap , at seven o'clock he drove out of the city. Wen Bao and Tina followed behind in a Toyota.When he boarded the plane in Beijing, he attached a signal generator to Yu Pingning's luggage, and now, on the screen of his watch-shaped tracker, a small red dot flashed exactly where Yu Pingning was.The man first went west along Highway 10, turned to Highway 46 to the northwest at Seguin.It was 10 o'clock when we reached the shore of Quinney Lake.Yu Pingning stopped the car in a secluded place and waited quietly.Wen Bao and Tina were afraid of alarming him, so they parked the car on a high slope 500 meters away and monitored his movements with night vision goggles.At 1 o'clock in the morning, they saw a figure getting out of the car and groping for a courtyard not far away.The two also held their breath and followed him from a distance. Yu Pingning jumped over the fence lightly.The yard is large, with a neat lawn under the shadow of several trees, and a lawn mower parked in the middle.There is a small path leading to the semi-underground building, the lights in the house have been extinguished, only the bedroom is dimly lit.On the right side of the house is a swimming pool surrounded by canvas, the water surface reflects the stars and the moon, and beside the pool is a wire trampoline. It seems that Old Moore belongs to the middle class in the United States, a well-to-do family, and his money is clean. As for the task itself, Yu Pingning didn't take it seriously.An unsuspecting isolated villa, a 65-year-old astrobiologist, was too easy for Pinning to deal with.His only enemy is the strong sense of guilt entrenched deep in his heart.The person he wanted to kill could only be a K star spy, and there was no way to identify him! Ian, Moore, he chewed the name.I remember reading in a magazine that most of the European immigrants surnamed Moore were descendants of the dark-skinned Moors in the Mediterranean.Hundreds of years of assimilation had made them forget their ancestry, but the genetic code remained tenaciously Moorish.A French scientist later traced the lineage while studying a rare form of Mediterranean hemophilia. A nation that has perished in modern civilization.Will the people on earth perish in the K star civilization?For the survival of the people on Earth, temporary cruelty should be forgiven.Future generations will understand us if our efforts enable the existence of human beings on Earth.If you can't... then it doesn't matter if you don't understand it now. He shook his head, not thinking about it anymore.Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a snake's head protruding from the uncut grass, moving lightly, and the breeze brought a slight knocking sound from the horny rings of the snake's tail.A rattlesnake.He didn't expect that there were rattlesnakes in the courtyard lawn. Thanks to the early discovery, there was no snake medicine in his clothes. He could have gone around, but after a little hesitation, he quietly withdrew and broke off a branch from the tree behind him.Tried it, the tree is very tough.He switched the pistol to his left hand and approached the rattlesnake step by step.The rattlesnake measured a large animal's body temperature of 36°C with the heat sensor in its cheek socket, and it raised its head ferociously, ready to pounce.At this moment, Yu Pingning yanked violently, and the snake's head flew away cleanly, and the snake's body frantically bounced on the ground. Yu Pingning smiled and took out a handkerchief to wipe off the fingerprints on the branches, and threw away the branches casually.He thought with relief, it seems that I have not forgotten the stunt when I was a grass mower. He approached the house, and when there was no movement, he took off the ring, used the face of the diamond ring to draw a semicircle on the glass, then stuck a few tapes on it, and with a strong blow, removed the piece of glass, reached in and opened the door. The Moore couple slept peacefully on a large water bed, with two white-haired heads snuggling together.Yu Pingning even silently admired their sleeping positions, imagining the appearance of his wife and himself in his mind.Then he went around gently and sprayed Mrs. Moore's nostrils with the high-potency anesthetic. Then he went inside and found the secret door of the safe on the wall.The built-in lock on the safe is old fashioned and only took 3 minutes to open.He suddenly pulled off the contents and dropped them on the ground.There were a lot of papers, some cash, and two or three jewel cases. Old Moore was awakened by the noise inside.He arrived home yesterday morning, and his old wife drove to Houston to pick him up. During the long-lost reunion, he still couldn't overcome his guilt.Because, the work of the past three years has made him develop a nasty habit: he can't help but look at his wife to see if there is any suspiciousness in her speech and behavior, in order to verify that she is not a K-star clone! Of course she wouldn't be a K star clone, and K star people would never notice an elderly woman in a remote town, but that stubborn suspicion couldn't be eradicated.Xia Zhichui once told a Chinese story, saying that the executioner, even if he meets his friends, will first pay attention to the bone seam at his throat joint.So, I'm also looking for the bone gap between my wife's throats? Under the torment of this guilt, he was extraordinarily considerate and tender to his wife.Regardless of the fatigue of the journey, he repaired the lawn mower at home and was busy mowing the lawn again.He was very tired when he went to sleep, but he did not sleep soundly.He dreamed that a K star clone came quietly, ready to replace one of them.Is it his wife, or himself? ... The noise in the room woke him up. Seeing that his wife was still asleep, he didn't call her, took out a pistol from under the pillow, and gently pushed open the concealed door. He first saw the safe door open and money and belongings scattered all over the place. Before he could react, a pistol was stuck to his temple. Someone shouted in a low voice, "Don't move!" and took the pistol from his hand. "Please sit down and talk, Mr. Moore," said the visitor calmly.Moore saw a man about 35 years old, with a capable demeanor, and a scar between his eyebrows.He sat down opposite Moore, with a calm demeanor, not like an ordinary thief.Moore said hesitantly: "you are not……" "Yes, I'm not a thief. This scene is for the police to see." The visitor said calmly, with pity in his eyes. "Mr. Moore, are you working at the 01 base in China?" Old Moore had recovered from his initial fear.Since participating in the 01 base 3 years ago, he has been mentally prepared for today.He cursed angrily: "I won't answer you anything, just shoot, you K-star bastard!" A wry smile flashed across Yu Pingning's mouth: "I'm a K-star beast?" Moore said maliciously: "You don't know your identity? Then you are a beast without self." Yu Pingning waved the pistol: "Listen, Mr. Moore, I don't want to waste time here. If your wife wakes up, I have to kill one more person. Answer my question carefully." Mentioning his wife, Moore was silent.After a pause he asked: "Who sent you? I think you might as well tell the truth to a dying man." After pondering for a while, Yu Pingning said briskly, "It's Li Jian." The old man cursed angrily: "This poisonous snake! This K-star beast!" This time Li Jian suddenly stopped the experiment that was about to succeed, which is already doubtful, but it is a pity that he was not exposed at that time. Yu Pingning thought wearily, there was another K star spy. The K star spy ordered the K star spy to kill the K star spy, a strange circle, the snake head bit the snake tail.He said coldly: "I'm very sorry, the helicopter that the 6 of you were on disappeared in the space-time tunnel for two minutes. At least one of the 6 people was dropped, maybe all 6 of them. I had to smash it all. Mr. Moore, I know that the 01 base is research or something, so maybe you can provide a proof of self-exemption. Then I will happily have a drink with you, otherwise, I will have to offend. " There was a trace of hesitation in the eyes of the old man, he already had doubts, Yu Pingning thought, he had already doubted who he really was.He couldn't prove if he was himself.A man cannot pull himself off the ground by his hair. Old Moore opened his mouth, but finally did not speak.Of course, he has a way to prove that it is a thinking maze developed by more than a dozen scientists. It has been basically successful and can be put into use.But he knows that far water cannot quench near thirst.He wasn't afraid of death, but he hated this sticky, tangled death very much.This killer, Li Jian, and himself, who is the K star clone?None of them can self-certify until the subconscious commands have surfaced.So, what was his identity when he died, was he a human martyr, or was he a poor victim of the K star people? But no matter what, he will never tell this suspicious killer the secret of the "Maze of Thought", which is the only weapon humans have against K-planet clones, and he must keep this secret until he enters the grave.He thought with some relief that this decision itself was an excellent proof of immunity, and he could die with peace of mind. He stood up and proudly raised his snow-white head: "Shoot, you poor bastard!" Jenny Moore didn't wake up until eight o'clock in the morning, reaching out to feel, no husband in bed.She was very surprised that she slept so soundly, she usually wakes up very well when she sleeps. Old Moore was not in the bathroom, nor in the kitchen, living room, or study.She walked outside the door and called several times, but there was no response.Mrs. Moore is a little anxious, where can he go so early?Both cars are also in the garage. Only at last did she find the back of the bedroom.Old Moore was leaning against the wall with blood on his chest, the family's pistol was thrown in his hand, the safe was opened, and money and belongings were scattered all over the place.With trembling fingers, she dialed the police station. The police car roared into the courtyard quickly, and Officer Hoffman led his men to inspect the scene.This seems to be a typical theft and homicide case. The murderer opened the safe and dropped money and objects on the floor in a panic, which woke Moore up.Moore didn't disturb his wife, and came to check with a pistol himself, and the murderer who was cornered shot and killed him.Jenny choked up and said that Old Moore had just returned from China yesterday, and who knew that the Grim Reaper would follow one after another. They also found the killer's footprints.Judging from the footprints, the murderer is about 6 feet tall, weighs about 165 pounds, has a flexible pace, is between 35 and 38 years old, and wears rubber-soled sneakers.He got in by cutting through the door glass with a diamond. What is puzzling is that there is a small white flower on the chest of the deceased, which was picked by the murderer in the yard after Moore's death. They also found this newer set of footprints going to the flower garden.What is this white flower?A murderer's confession? Mrs. Moore was overwhelmed with grief, and sat beside the dead man in a daze.Hoffman whispered: "Mrs. Moore, I'm sorry to disturb you, but would you please count your money and belongings?" Mrs. Moore nodded, and the female police officer Betty helped her to count her belongings. "Not lost." "Nothing was lost?" "right." Hoffman wondered.If the thief killed someone in a panic and fled in a panic, it is normal not to take the money at that time.But the murderer also went to the lawn to pick a wild flower, then returned to the house, walked through the bedroom, and stuck it in the chest of the deceased.This proved that he was by no means flustered.So why didn't he take a penny of the property?Is this also a confession? He asked: "Mrs. Moore, do you usually sleep deeply?" "No, as soon as Moore gets up, I should know." "Did you hear anything last night?" "No." "Did you take sleeping pills last night?" "No. I never use sleeping pills." Hoffman suddenly remembered that when he walked into the house, he had smelled a very faint fragrance.Had the murderer administered anesthesia to Mrs. More?Why didn't he do the same with old Moore? Fix, who was investigating in the courtyard, made another discovery. He brought back a headless snake and said, "Officer Hoffman, look, the murderer doesn't seem to be mediocre, and his movements are quick and accurate. I don't think he is like an ordinary man." Little thief." Tom shouted again in the yard: "Officer Hoffman, two more sets of footprints have been found!" Sure enough, on the other side of the fence, there were also two sets of footprints leading to the house.Judging from the footprints, the visitors included a man, about 30 years old, 5 feet 8 inches tall, weighing about 140 pounds, and a young woman who was slightly shorter and lighter than him.The two only stayed by the window for a while, and then returned the same way. Hoffman asked the police dog Billy to follow the footprints.Following the first set of footprints, I traced it to a tree 500 meters away. There are obvious traces of cars staying here. Judging from the footprints, the stay time is quite long.Follow the second series of footprints to a high slope, and there are also traces of cars. It is about 500 meters away from the first place. The two parking spots and Moore's house roughly form an equilateral triangle. So, the two groups of people are not the same.If it was thieves, then it would be strange that they were interested in an ordinary family in a remote place at the same time. Hoffman left Betty to accompany Mrs. Moore, and led the others back to the police station.The analysis results of the shoe molds in the technical room have also come out.Through the computer verification of the sole pattern, the three people are all wearing Chinese-made sneakers, but the brands are different.Hoffman knows that Chinese footwear is ubiquitous in the American market, and it is not uncommon for all three of them to wear Chinese shoes.But this result suddenly triggered his inspiration: Moore just came back from China, could the murderer be traced from China?If so, it was a premeditated assassination.The other two people who were discovered later may have come to track down the murderer. He immediately called up the list of passengers who had recently entered China from the computer.Among the list of suspects he had crossed out were the names of Geek, Wen Bao, and Tina Qian.The next day, he underlined the names of the three again.Because the computer found that the three of them left the United States for Japan on the same day, they were not on the same flight, but the difference between the two flights was only 30 minutes.This coincidence of arriving on the same day and leaving on the same day is the only case among the suspects. He reported the situation to the Japanese police through Interpol and asked them to assist in the investigation.