Chapter 20 Seventeen, as before

"Cold..." Lin Feiyu almost gasped: "Leng Bing?" He has a painful expression, like a stick in his throat: "This...how is this possible?" "What?" The white-robed man tilted his head, "Don't you recognize your old leader?" Anger, hatred, fear and sadness, these uncontrollable emotions flooded into his chest like a flood, breaking through the dam in Lin Feiyu's heart in the blink of an eye, making him tremble so hard that he could hardly think: "How come? Why are you here!" "Actually, I should have expected you to appear..." Leng Bing replied irrelevantly: "If I remember correctly, 'fallen objects of unknown nature' is written in the first item of the third paragraph of the regulations ...It is also a typical fourth type of incident. Like that mission in Inner Mongolia, do you still have any memories? Lin Feiyu, on the snowy grassland, we..."

Lin Feiyu was not in the mood to listen to the other party's gossip at all, and a terrible thought kept flashing in his mind: "Wait, Leng Bing, you..." He lowered his voice and swallowed hard, "Couldn't you be the so-called 'Knight'?" Leng Bing was taken aback for a moment, then sighed with a smile: "You are still the same as before, going straight." He gently brushed off the cloak covering his upper body with his right hand, revealing a short white vest. On the position of his left shoulder, there was a scarlet cross the size of a fist imprinted impressively.

"It's not the so-called 'knight'." Leng Bing paused: "If you have to get an official title, you can call me 'Grand Crusader' Leng Bing." Although the first thought that popped into his mind was "this bastard's brain is broken again", Lin Feiyu still forced himself to carefully ponder every sentence of the cold: "Grand Crusader? Is this the title given to you by UNESCO?" "The innate sense of humor, um, very good..." Leng Bing nodded inwardly: "As I taught, keeping an appropriate and restrained sense of humor at all times is a small way to show a gentleman's demeanor and suppress opponents." The trick."

"I don't remember you teaching this," Lin Feiyu said with a dark face, "What does that sign you showed me mean? Joined the Red Cross?" "I don't intend to hide it from you," Leng Bing turned around slowly, and said unhurriedly: "The reason is the same as I didn't kill you back then... because I believe that one day, you will I chose to follow my path, but now, the way we talk has yet to be corrected." He stretched out his right hand to the white-robed girl called "Mina", and the other party took out a handful of silver-white The Desert Eagle, handed it forward respectfully.

Lin Feiyu glanced at the G36 assault rifle on the ground, estimated the success rate of the "adventure", and finally gave up. "Take your path?" Lin Feiyu snorted disdainfully: "What path? The traitor's path?" Leng Bing made a "waving" gesture towards Mina, who quickly bowed and stepped back five meters away. "In about five minutes, when I finish what I want to say, you will understand..." Leng Bing turned around and faced Lin Feiyu head-on again: "I have never betrayed my belief and loyalty. " "You betrayed your motherland!" Lin Feiyu was trembling with excitement, "You betrayed the people who swore allegiance to you! You betrayed your brothers and sisters who were born and died with you!" He beat his chest hard: "You betrayed Me! You betrayed... I who used to be so proud to call you 'brother'!"

"I know you must hate me," Leng Bing said with a pleasant expression, "You must think that my crime is unforgivable, that I left the National Security Agency for money—or other selfish interests... ...But what I want to say is that you are wrong, Lin Feiyu, from the beginning to the end, everything I did was only for the original intention when I joined Secret Service Seven—for 'true justice'." "Save the nonsense and let the ghosts hear it!" Lin Feiyu waved his hand violently, and said angrily: "Go and tell the 13 five-star red flags to listen to!"

Leng Bing gave a "hmm" if he realized something: "It was supposed to be 14 o'clock, I didn't expect Pei Pei to be so dead... Oh, by the way, how is that girl doing now? Can she walk? Have a crush on you?" This last sentence really stimulated Lin Feiyu, all the past flashed before his eyes suddenly, he couldn't contain the anger in his chest, he clenched his fists and roared: "Cold... Bing..." He gritted his teeth and said, "The biggest regret in my life is that I didn't send you to hell with my own hands." Leng Bing raised his head and smiled undisguisedly, and suddenly shot the desert eagle at the ground beside him, causing dust to fly, then raised his hand and threw the gun towards where Lin Feiyu was standing, and it landed on his ground. feet:

"Don't say I didn't give you a chance." Lin Feiyu's eyes widened in surprise. He looked at the pistol on the ground, then looked up at Leng Bing who was smiling.Yes - he understood the meaning of the other party, but he couldn't understand the other party's motives. "What are you afraid of, Fei Yu?" Leng Bing spread his arms, "Do you think that I, who taught you no-hands, would secretly hide weapons on my body?" It was this sentence that made Lin Feiyu fearful - the man standing in front of him was the founder of "White Hands", and it would be unwise to raise a gun to him, especially at such a close distance.It is no exaggeration to say that if Lin Feiyu bent down to pick up the Desert Eagle at this time, Leng Bing would have at least five ways to grab the gun and pull the trigger against his chin.

After secretly taking a deep breath, Lin Feiyu lowered his head again to confirm the position of the Desert Eagle.He didn't think he was very sure, but he had to say that this could indeed be called an "opportunity" - after all, Lin Feiyu himself was also a user of "white hands", and he was well aware of the weakness of this technique. He had to find something to distract his opponent... Lin Feiyu naturally thought of the small test tube he put in his pocket just now—this was probably the only thing he could find out and throw away. While raising his hand to throw the test tube towards Leng Bing's face, Lin Feiyu used the fastest speed in his life to pounce on the Desert Eagle on the ground. Hit, this can at least make Leng Bing distracted and nervous for half a second, so that he can have a chance to aim.

But he was wrong. Before the second shot could be fired, Leng Bing had already strangled his right wrist, and then hit his face with an elbow split. This movement was very similar to Muay Thai, and it directly smashed Lin Feiyu's forehead. Throwing him to the ground abruptly, he fainted for a few seconds before regaining consciousness in a daze. Leng Bing held the Desert Eagle and stood in front of a test bench about five steps away.Seeing Lin Feiyu struggling to get up from the ground, he sighed, shook his head and said: "I remember I taught you, Yu, don't shoot indiscriminately without aiming. Number one, you don't know what you're going to hit; number two, you don't know how many bullets you have left to waste."

"Seven rounds..." Lin Feiyu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth—when he was hit in the face just now, his teeth bit his lower lip: "The 1986 Mark VII .44 caliber Desert Eagle, the clip capacity It's nine, you shoot once, I shoot once, and there are seven rounds left." "Don't forget to pay attention to the consumption of ammunition during the battle, um, it's not bad." Leng Bing still maintained a high and leisurely posture: "...Do you remember your second mission? It's in Hoh Xil." "The time with the black Tibetan antelope?" Lin Feiyu hummed weakly: "What?" "If I hadn't left an extra bullet in the gun, Riya's poaching team would have ripped you apart a long time ago. You've improved a lot compared to then, but it's still far from enough..." Leng Bing clapped his hands Desert Eagle, "First of all, you miscalculated the recoil force of the weapon in your hand. This is a big guy with a muzzle kinetic energy of 1,600 joules. You actually shot with one hand when your body is not standing still? You expect to hit the weapon? Who?" As he said, he spread out the palm of his right hand, and pinched the small test tube that Lin Feiyu threw over just now between his fingers: "Also, what is this?" He showed an impatient expression as if he hated iron but steel: "Why are you throwing this here? Are you trying to scare me? How many times have I told you not to launch meaningless attacks! Even if you don't have a dagger, you should throw something over that I can't catch." Lin Feiyu was taken aback, and recalled the moment when he was knocked down just now: Could it be that Leng Bing "by the way" caught the test tube he threw with his right hand while rushing towards this side? ——Just now Leng Bing chose an awkward elbow instead of a straight punch. Could it be because he was afraid of damaging the test tube in his hand? The gap in strength far exceeded previous estimates, and Lin Feiyu had to re-examine the opponent's intention to throw the gun to him. "June 15th, 2011, do you still remember this day, Yu?" Leng Bing continued: "In order to catch the 'General' informant, we bought that blind Dai girl from the traffickers, do you remember? " Lin Feiyu frowned slightly - he remembered that the mission was one of Leng Bing's rare "total failures". "We pretended to be smugglers, forged visas to go abroad, and asked the local police to cooperate with us to stage a bitter trick..." Leng Bing paused for a while, showing a faint smile, "In the end, not only did we not catch the 'general', but we also took the bait Fate..." Leng Bing pointed at his waist with his finger: "I don't think you should forget your scars, right?" Lin Feiyu couldn't help but think of the burning pain in his body at that time, and the scorched corpse of the girl curled up in a ball: "What do you want to say?" "If we had taken a more decisive approach," Leng Bing gently tossed up the test tube in his hand, and grabbed it again, "'Throw something that the other party can't catch', at least the girl would not die." He paused Dun: "Don't launch a meaningless attack, Yu, either go all out or retreat. If you don't risk your life, how can you defeat an opponent stronger than yourself?" "What are you doing?" Lin Feiyu gritted his teeth: "Still educating me?" Leng Bing sighed for a long time: "As a teacher for a day, I will be a father for the rest of my life. Whether it is good or bad, I have to be responsible for your performance." He frowned, and spun the Desert Eagle half a circle in his hand , suddenly threw it at Lin Feiyu: "Come again." Whether it was intentional or unintentional, the parabola of the pistol in the air was very high. Lin Feiyu didn't dare to take his eyes off Leng Bing, and could only use his peripheral vision to judge the distance.The moment the Desert Eagle just flew overhead, he stretched his legs, jumped in place, and hooked the handle of the gun with his right index finger. At the same time, Leng Bing suddenly rushed over - the speed was unbelievably fast, the white robe and cloak flew in the air, like a dazzling lightning, before he had time to react, he had already rushed in front of him. "Damn it!" Lin Feiyu's heart tightened, and he suddenly panicked.If it is normal, if the opponent changes to another person—any one, he can handle it freely, but now, Lin Feiyu is like a novice on the battlefield for the first time, he can't even remember what to do next, and his mind is in a mess Blank, just instinctively lowered the muzzle of the gun, aiming at the cold ice that had already rushed in front of him. "Crack!"——Missed, the moment before the trigger was pulled, Leng Bing firmly held Lin Feiyu's wrists and raised his head high. "Because I hold a weapon in my hand, I am obsessed with this pitiful power, thinking that this external thing is enough weight to overwhelm my opponent, but I forget that the most powerful human power is myself." The cold and calm tone revealed With a faint murderous look, "'White Hand', Yu, my 'White Hand' is the key to smashing this extravagant hope, and it is the stunt born to overcome the dependence on 'weapon'. As the descendant of 'White Hand', how can you Leave such a basic principle behind?" The Desert Eagle was placed above the opponent's forehead, but his wrist was locked, and the muzzle of the gun could not be turned. In desperation, Lin Feiyu raised his knee to hit him, but was blocked by Leng Bing with an elbow. "I just remembered to use the white-handed technique now," Leng Bing shook his head: "I don't think it's too late..." Before he could finish speaking, Lin Feiyu suddenly leaned back, raised his forehead and slammed into the opponent's face.Leng Bing unhurriedly turned his head and leaned heavily against Lin Feiyu's face with his shoulder, immediately hitting him until his nose bleeds, staining a small piece of the white robe on Leng Bing's body red. "Shoulder attack." Leng Bing seemed to be talking to himself, and said in a very short tone: "Quick, effective, and unexpected." Taking advantage of Lin Feiyu's momentum of falling backwards, he suddenly stepped forward and hit Lin Feiyu's groin with his knee. "Knee." This attack was not too heavy. Judging by the cold force, he obviously kept his hand. Before Lin Feiyu could stand still, he suddenly released Lin Feiyu's left wrist, clenched his right fist and hit the side ribs. "Inch fist." Lin Feiyu, who lost his balance, staggered backwards. If it wasn't for the fact that his right wrist was still tightly restrained by the ice, he would probably have been lying on the ground. "Knock." As the last straw that broke the camel's back, Leng Bing exerted all his strength on his right arm, half-jumped up, smashed his entire forearm on Lin Feiyu's sky cap with his backhand, then turned his body, and threw Lin Feiyu with a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw A few meters away, he "piggybacked" the Desert Eagle in his hand. The whole set of blows was completed within five seconds, and the movements were smooth and flowing, as smooth and elegant as a dance. Rather than fighting, Leng Bing was more like performing—or to be more precise, "teaching and demonstrating". He looked at Lin Feiyu who was paralyzed on the ground, and brushed the corner of his cloak: "Treat each time as the last step in your life; treat every second as the last second in your life. Bet everything, and then if you are calm, find the moment when the opponent's heart trembles, and defeat him in defense The softest part..." Just like in the past - the tone, frequency, and even the way he spoke, Leng Bing was the same as when he trained Lin Feiyu back then, calm and leisurely. "Just now, you didn't do your best because you were afraid," he continued, "You deformed your movements because of distracting thoughts, just like I used to tell you before, 'a moment of hesitation on the battlefield leads to death', And just now you were like an egg that has broken its shell, how could you rashly attack a rock-solid opponent?" Lin Feiyu, who was lying on the ground, didn't hear what the other party was saying at all. He raised his upper body with difficulty and shook his head vigorously, trying to quickly drive away the dizziness.As the scene in front of him became clearer, his fingertips suddenly encountered another "opportunity" - wasn't the G36C that he threw to the ground when he "surrendered" before? Without thinking too much, Lin Feiyu immediately pulled the assault rifle, but before he could raise his arm, Leng Bing threw the Desert Eagle in his hand, and was about to be hit in the face by this iron lump, Lin Feiyu had no choice but to slam it Gun parry. The sound of metal colliding was crisp and short. After the "bang" that flashed like thunder, the brown leather boots on Lengbing's feet firmly stepped on Lin Feiyu's chest, trampling the latter to the ground. It was too fast - Lin Feiyu, who thought he was agile, had no choice but to bow down in front of Leng Bing, and he didn't even have time to "think". "How can you use two-handed weapons?!" Leng Bing raised his voice, looking anxious and angry: "How do you free your hands to defend against the opponent's melee raid?! Have you forgotten all your CQB courses?!" He teased After brushing the hair on his forehead, his tone returned to the calmness just now, "Lin Feiyu, I'm starting to feel a little disappointed..." Lin Feiyu let go of the hands holding the gun, and grabbed the ankle that was stepping on his chest, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it away—or to be precise, in the current posture, Lin Feiyu couldn't exert any strength at all. "I have seen eleven or twelve-year-old boy scouts in Africa..." Leng Bing leaned forward, putting all his weight on Lin Feiyu's right leg: "They are just because they are holding an AK47 in their hands. Romantic boys turned into cruel and tyrannical beasts. Weapons gave them a sense of security, courage, and strength. They could not understand that weapons could only bring specious self-confidence. After the baptism of failure, this kind of confidence will collapse like an avalanche. Lin Feiyu, you are now a child who has been deprived of a weapon. To me who uses the 'white hand', your heart has completely collapsed—" He said word by word: "You lost." The heavy pressure on his chest made Lin Feiyu unable to breathe.Although he doesn't want to admit it, he understands the current situation very well - being tormented by the other party's teasing, completely defeated, even if he has the strength to resist, it is really just a futile struggle. Leng Bing seemed to see the clue from the helpless but resentful eyes of the other party, so he let go of his feet, reached out and grabbed Lin Feiyu's long hair and collar, and dragged him up, facing each other, eye to eye . "Now, I can finally have a good talk with you." Leng Bing turned Lin Feiyu over, tightly strangled his neck with his right arm like iron clamps, and then crossed his arms to restrain his arms. Drag it forward bit by bit until it stops at the edge of the platform. "You must listen attentively, Lin Feiyu, because in the next five minutes, I will say something very important to you." Leng Bing is full of self-confidence in both voice and words. This is not the elation of a winner, but the innate self-confidence, or in other words, a kind of "intoxication" that is determined to win. Lin Feiyu's calf was kicked violently, and he immediately collapsed and knelt down on the edge of the platform.Since his hair was pulled by Leng Bing's hands, and his back was held up by the opponent's knees, he couldn't resist at all, and there was no need for this—if Leng Bing wanted to get rid of himself, one movement was enough. It is undoubtedly a fantasy to defeat the mythical and powerful Leng Bing in close combat. Can not give up!There must be another way!Lin Feiyu!You can't give up! Such thoughts dissipated as soon as he saw the "scenery" below the platform—a strong sense of suffocation hit Lin Feiyu, freezing his thinking, his brain went blank, and the whole person stayed like a sculpture for dozens of seconds, until because of Stuffed and couldn't help panting, he slowly came back to his senses. "This world is more on the brink of destruction than you think." Leng Bing whispered softly, smiled faintly, and showed an almost smug expression: "The Copenhagen emission reduction meeting failed to reach a consensus, but the speed of the arms race continued unabated. World peace is far away, but the energy crisis is imminent. ..." He freed his left hand and pointed upwards, "The ozone layer is getting thinner and thinner, and nuclear weapons capable of destroying the world 30 times are still hanging in the sky. Compared with the dark middle ages a thousand years ago, the current world is in dire straits. From God's point of view, human beings have not only failed to make progress, but have regressed greatly... Regressed to the ignorance that may completely destroy themselves, but they don't realize it. Lin Feiyu, tell me, why is this?" Lin Feiyu stared at the red light in front of him, hesitant to speak. He told himself that the more he was in this kind of moment, the more he had to keep calm—just as Leng Bing taught him, but now, this was an extremely difficult thing. It is really beautiful! Below the platform, in the center of the huge depression like a shell crater, a huge crystal clear red crystal was inserted obliquely into the ground.It lay quietly, silently, like a sleeping beauty waiting to be awakened by a prince.It has a pear-like shape, the bottom is big and the top is small, and the volume is about the same as a freezer-maybe a little bigger.Its glass-like shell is full of tiny cracks, some of which have been stretched open, revealing the bright red, flesh-like "ren" inside. Lin Feiyu couldn't imagine what it was, but he was sure that he had never seen anything like it before. "Hatred, hatred, distrust between people..." Leng Bing shook his head, "The bad nature of these individual human beings has not changed because of their gathering together. On the contrary, when evil deeds and greed When it appears in the name of a country, it will intensify and become a monster that devours human nature and conscience. It uses power far beyond a single human being, twists the will of everyone in it, and binds countless free souls together , and turned into a puppet that aids the evildoers." Lin Feiyu didn't pay attention to the cold soliloquy at all, his attention was completely on the red crystal in the big pit.Judging from the big hole at the top of the mine, the crystal should have smashed through the weak point of the mountain and landed directly in the center of the tunnel—this is probably the reason for the collapse of the mine. "So let me tell you why, Lin Feiyu," Leng Bing continued to mutter, "Why is this world running out of time—" He paused: "Because of power... because power has been controlled by the wrong people , and sooner or later it will lead to irreparable disaster. Remember what I said when you joined Secret Service Seven? The so-called 'true justice'?" True justice—let power be in the right hands. Lin Feiyu was very confused about the true meaning of this sentence before, and now he has no intention to delve into it. Naturally, he will not answer cold questions. "If we want to have a better world, a new world where all people are free and equal, instead of living in fear of war, then the proportion of 'power' must be changed, and great ideas that transcend human inferiority must become The master of absolute power becomes the cornerstone of order and peace." There is no doubt that the red crystal in front of Lin Feiyu is the meteorite that fell from the sky. Everyone searched hard, and even fought with force, just for such a thing that was only the size of a freezer and did not belong to the earth at all.Several heavily armed mercenaries surrounded it, and scientists in chemical protective suits were standing or squatting beside it, busy with their heads. "I originally thought that those so-called big countries might not be able to protect the entire world, but at least they can protect a country and the peace of one side..." Leng Bing was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly changed the topic: "But I was wrong. Regardless of them It is all nonsense to claim how responsible, democratic, free, and just you are. You will also sacrifice your long-term future for the sake of narrow interests, and sacrifice the public for the benefit of the few, so that you will be used and deceived by others. There is nothing we can do against the evil.” Leng Bing waved his left hand vigorously: “It cannot control power, and it is impossible for power to be in the hands of the right people. All these run counter to the justice I believe in, and even become a kind of Liability, so I have no choice... If you call that a betrayal, I'm happy to accept it." Lin Feiyu seemed to remember something, turned his head slightly and said, "Is it the mission in Yunnan? Oh, so you have been worrying about it..." "That's just the trigger for the final outcome." Leng Bing suddenly seemed a little excited: "I'm too disappointed in them, I'm too disappointed in the governments of those countries... I'm tired of being used by others, I I'm tired of carrying out orders that go against my principles, I'm tired of the things I hate happening again and again..." "But you once swore allegiance to your country! Only carry out the mission, don't ask the reason." Lin Feiyu roared loudly: "Look at what you are doing now! Leng Bing! You took 27 compatriots as hostages and killed Dropped another 100!" "Take arms! Wear military uniform!" Leng Bing shouted: "Before they set off, didn't they already have the consciousness of dedicating themselves to the motherland! Look! Lin Feiyu, this is the horror of patriotism! Didn't you also do the same back then? Blinded by the passion... Oh sorry, you are still like that now, just like those marines, even in the face of death, you still have no regrets, and your mind is only thinking about completing the mission and serving the motherland, Right?" "Crazy..." Lin Feiyu couldn't help gnashing his teeth, "You are absolutely crazy, absolutely." Leng Bing laughed a few times, "Don't forget, Lin Feiyu, compared to me, you are the real lunatic. The reason why I let you go in the tower at that time was because I thought you were very similar to me. Like, one day, you'll agree with my justice and fight for the future of the whole world." "Go to your mother for justice!" Lin Feiyu said with blue veins exposed: "You are a lunatic! Even if I die, I will not seek refuge with god-damned terrorists like you!" "Terrorists?" Leng Bing dragged out a long "hmm": "Indeed, when I first came into contact with the information of the Knights Templar, I also believed that they were terrorists - robbing cultural relics, attacking villages, looting museums, In countless corners of the world, dirty clues are left. They kill and set fire for no reason, like the wind that comes and goes, like shadows without traces. No one can tell the purpose of these strange people, let alone understand them The truth behind it—there are very few people who even believe in their existence.” He patted his chest lightly, “But I am standing here, standing behind you, Lin Feiyu——as a templar knight Speak and tell you that the Knights Templar have not only existed, not only have existed for thousands of years, but will continue to exist, because this precarious world must be guarded by someone." Lin Feiyu closed the corners of his eyes, and thought about what Leng Bing said just now: "You mean... Knights?" "Order of Templar—— Knights Templar," paused coldly: "There have been many fanatics who claimed to be Templars in history, unfortunately, most of them are just hypocrites who admire the past glory of the Knights Order, among them Some with malicious intentions wanted to gain wealth by pretending to be gods and ghosts, and a few even took great pains to try to re-establish this organization. These people have different starting points, but the ending is surprisingly the same—they all failed, and the reason is very simple..." Speaking of this, Leng Bing suddenly laughed strangely, "The real Knights Templar has never been destroyed! It just left the surface of the ocean and became the cornerstone hidden deep in the bottom of the sea, and became the foundation stone that supports the whole world." pillars!" Since elementary school, Lin Feiyu's history has been very bad - it can even be said to be a mess.After joining the Seventh Secret Service, because of the mission, he had to force himself to become interested in those "old stories that have passed for many years". Even so, Lin Feiyu often confused historical events. But Lin Feiyu remembered the "Knights Templar" very clearly. "I remembered..." He clenched his fists on the ground, "Two months before you defected, your room was full of books about the European Middle Ages... You even asked Pei Pei to register in the database I will help you find all the historical documents about the three major armament renovation associations... So you already had..." "Excellent memory, um, very good," Leng Bing nodded: "Yes, I have contact with the Knights much earlier than you think. It is not the first time that they have absorbed Easterners, but it is necessary to convince a country to be safe. It is obviously not something that can be settled within five minutes for the agents of the Security Bureau to accept their ideals. As for me, I also have to spend time verifying what they said, and judging that they are real knights based on the few materials at hand. group, not a club made up of FANS..." He "tsk", "Afterwards, their liaison person showed me irrefutable evidence, which instantly turned my own investigations and doubts into Bunch of scraps, I realized I'd wasted too much time and without hesitation...well...in your terms, 'defected' and joined the Temple as a stateless person The Knights, that is, the organization I am loyal to now." The red octagonal cross, the white robe over the white uniform - Lin Feiyu vaguely recalled the description in the literature when he checked it back then, it was indeed exactly the same as Leng Bing's current outfit, and the phrase "God wills it" that sounded very fluent , It is also the signboard of the Knights Templar. Those fanatical religious knights would shout this sentence before each charge, just like the commanders and fighters of the Red Army shouted "Comrades, follow me". But if what the document says is true, the Knights Templar should have been annihilated as early as 700 years ago, and was taken away by King Philip IV of France. "I just want to know what conditions they set for you..." Lin Feiyu said viciously: "You can let the Seventh Secret Service, not... let the best agent of the National Security Bureau of a big country betray your motherland and the country. people." "Wrong question, Lin Feiyu, do you think fame and money are attractive to me?" Leng Bing raised his right hand and pulled Lin Feiyu's hair forcefully. Judging from his expression, he seemed to be really offended: "Just for the sake of justice, I chose to join Secret Service Seven. When Secret Service Seven could not retain this kind of justice from the height of human beings, I chose to join the Knights Templar...In this era of the jungle, power is being wronged They use it in the wrong place, they plunder happiness and resources, they compete with other powers for power, they only know how to think about their own future, but turn a blind eye to the injustice and imbalance in the world - no, they are everything in the world The root of the tragedy... What the Knights provide me is not money and fame in the world, but ideals, beliefs, and the justice I have pursued all my life." "Justice? Where is the justice you keep talking about?" Lin Feiyu snorted disdainfully, "Buy a team of mercenaries to conduct biochemical experiments on the island? Hmm? Is this what you call ideals and beliefs?" "Don't use your values ​​to judge the Knights, Yu," Leng Bing took a deep breath, "Our justice is to protect the whole world, without us, Europeans would have been wiped out as early as the 16th century by the 'big devil' of the Mayan civilization The plague wiped out; without us, Napoleon would have unlocked the secrets of the Acquisade stone on the island of Malta, and then obtained enough wealth to buy the whole of Russia; without us, the US special forces could not have destroyed the Longinus spear , and thus succeeded in killing Hitler in 1955... Lin Feiyu, the justice of the Knights Templar is to defend the whole world, how can we avoid the small sacrifice of innocent people in this great process?" "Still defending the whole world..." Lin Feiyu smiled wryly and shook his head: "Why do you..." He was stunned for a moment, "What did you just say? 1955? Are you stupid or am I stupid? WWII didn't end in 1945 Is it?" "That's right, the World War did end on August 15, 1945," Leng Bing shrugged, "but the 'Operation Black Star' to wipe out the remnants of the Nazis was only planned on September 26, 1961." Full stop, do you still remember the international human trafficker leader 'General' we hunted down before?" "The Nazi fanatic?" "Brigadier General von Anneinschneider Reinhardt, he is really a Nazi, and he is really a 'general'." Leng Bing paused: "Until now, he is still continuing the war that has long ended War, collecting 'materials' everywhere, conducting human experiments and research and development of new weapons...well, and so on, in order to build a new world of 'superior race' and toss hard and tirelessly." Lin Feiyu originally wanted to say "You are joking", but for some reason, he felt that the coldness did not seem to be lying. "The Americans spend hundreds of billions of dollars every year on 'maintaining peace', but they haven't succeeded yet," Lin Feiyu stubbornly straightened his upper body: "Why does your so-called knight order think that it can change history?" "Stocks, insurance, national debt, financial hot money," Leng Bing waved his left hand: "There are other similar things...well, that's right, it is the economy. Since the Knights stationed in Solomon's Temple, they have understood that money is important to the world. The importance of the importance, and the significance of maintaining an incomparably rich state to the survival of the organization. In most cases, the Knights can obtain huge wealth and resources just by changing a few numbers on the Dow Jones Index-this is comparable to grave robbery. Treasure hunting is easy, and in this era where money is paramount, as long as there is money, the Knights can get everything they want," he pointed to the mercenaries surrounding the red crystal: "weapons, knowledge, Loyalty, and the power to implement justice. When these elements are gathered under the philosophy of the Knight Order, it is enough to have a correct impact on history." "Is this what you call the 'correct influence'?" Lin Feiyu freed his left hand and pointed to the test bench not far from him: "All I see are bloodthirsty mercenaries, ugly monsters, and disgusting live experiments. And you, a broken, perverted, nonsense lunatic!" "What did you say?" Leng Bing froze for a moment, "Monster? Have you seen a monster? What kind of monster?" "Oh, of course it's not a monster," Lin Feiyu said angrily, "It's just a German Shepherd with red psoriasis on its back, right?" Leng Bing thought for a few seconds at first, and then sighed heavily, as if he was mourning for a lost friend. “嗯，遗憾哪……我还想在进入正题前多向你宣导些理念……”他兀自地点了点头，提高嗓门，面对着平台下的人群道：“伊藤博士，告诉我，你还需要多少时间？” 一个穿着连体防化服，手中捧着文件夹的矮个儿男人站起身，仰头看了看立在平台边缘的冷冰。 “测试的结果尚在分析，”他摇摇头，听声音似乎是个年近古稀的老人家：“也许还需要作进一步的抽样，另外辐射的波段也与之前预计相差较大，我的助手正在核对最新的数据，他们……” “伊藤博士！”冷冰不耐烦地打断了他，“我问的是，你还需要多少时间？” “……”那人犹豫了一小会儿：“至少，至少还要一个星期。” “一个星期……”冷冰的肩膀微微颤抖了一下，“再给你一个星期，中国人都能拿到世界杯了。” “我的人已经尽力了，”被称为伊藤博士的家伙争辩道：“这里可不比宾夕法尼亚大学，骑士，我们什么像样的设备都没有。” “我对抱怨没有忍耐力，博士，你可以退下了，”冷冰朝伊藤身旁的雇佣兵打了个响指：“士兵，把人质们带上来，时间紧迫，我们必须马上开始分解。” “等一下！骑士！”身穿防化服的博士连忙向前一步，“……请稍微等一下！”他丢下文件夹，胡乱地挥动起胳膊：“现在陨石的内外温差很大，我相信它正处于极度不稳定的状态，如果此时剥离外壳，就会将内压释放出来，然后……然后……” “然后又会怎么样呢？”冷冰厉声道：“你是科学家，你来告诉我。” “呃……可能，”博士的声音突然小了下去，“可能会爆炸，有一定的几率……” 冷冰摆了摆手：“我允许你退到你认为的安全距离之外，博士。士兵！带人上来！立即！” 这几个雇佣兵挥舞着手里的AN94突击步枪，把之前押送过来的人质们撵到了红色水晶跟前，而后又命令他们将水晶围成一圈，还给每人手里发了铁锹和土镐之类的工具——有两个“幸运儿”拿到了满是尘土的冲击电钻，还是采掘岩矿用的那种大家伙。 而王朝星，正是其中的一个“幸运儿”，他掂量着手里的冲击电钻，稍稍抬起头来，看到正被冷冰揪住了头发、一脸狼狈相跪在地上的林飞羽。 与周围慌张惊恐的人质们不同，这个中年男人显得异常从容，他不动声色，却用眼神和林飞羽接上了暗号，仿佛是在说“不用担心，我很好”。 “我的女儿！”王朝星突然毫无征兆地大吼起来，让所有雇佣兵都紧张地端起了枪，“求你们放了她好吗？她……她还小。” 说着，他转过身，面向平台的方向举起双臂，把手里的冲击电钻抬过头顶，“那边的大爷！放过我的女儿好吗？我就这一个孩子！” 看起来王朝星是在对冷冰喊话，但他的目光却始终在林飞羽脸上游移，显然，比起指望恶棍们“开恩”，他更愿意相信国家安全保卫局自己的力量。 悲剧的是，他并不认识冷冰，不知道站在林飞羽身后的这个白袍男子，正是国家安全保卫局历史上最优秀的特工。 “一个镇定自若的父亲，嗯，”冷冰一边小声自语，一边点点头道：“是对血亲的关爱，让他把心中的恐惧，化作敢于对着敌人大声嚷嚷的勇气，很好……”他清了清喉咙，提高嗓门：“这很好！我欣赏你的态度！你叫什么名字？” 王朝星思考了几秒，用中文回道：“王朝星。” “那么便这么决定了，王朝星，服从我士兵的命令，你就可以得到我的保证——对你女儿人身安全的保证。” “我能相信你的话吗？” “圣堂武士不说谎，朋友，”冷冰摇摇左手食指：“况且你现在也没有其他选择。” 在雇佣兵的强迫下，人质们举起手里的工具，在水晶石表面又戳又凿。霎时间，矿井里回荡起令人崩溃的噪声，尤其是冲击电钻摩擦水晶石外壳的声响，闹得林飞羽几乎头疼欲裂，就连冷冰都有点受不了的皱起眉来。 “好了，林飞羽，现在我们又可以开始谈心了。” “哦？那能送我辆悍马做订婚礼物吗？奥迪TT也行。” “比那还要好得多……” 冷冰微微一笑，弯腰将小试管放到林飞羽面前晃了两晃： “这就是你的礼物，林飞羽，告诉我看到了什么？” 试管外壁的玻璃上有了一丝裂纹，可能是刚才格斗中给弄上的痕迹，但那并没有损害到里面的“内容”——一截小指那么大的红色水晶碎片。 林飞羽还是第一次在如此近的距离上观察这种水晶石，它晶莹剔透，没有一点杂质，就好像是精心合成出来的工业制品，完美无瑕到不可思议的地步。 “这是陨石上的碎片？” “是的，伊藤博士管它叫做'原石'，”冷冰直起身子，仔细端详着手里的试管：“是陨石坠落撞击地面时留下的残渣，”他用左手对着平台下方的大坑比划了一圈：“就散落在这周围……当然，现在已经看不到了，我们把所有的原石碎片都收集了起来，保存在这样的容器里。” “怎么？”林飞羽调侃道：“这玩意儿很值钱？” “我一直觉得，在这个连原子弹都可以从黑市上买到的时代，任何东西都可以直接和一定数量的金钱划等号，”冷冰叹道：“……贞洁、友谊、信誉、名望、地位、权利、忠诚……不过是价格的不同而已。人类在腐朽的资本主义面前迷失了自我，把世间的全部价值都用金钱来衡量，把一切精神层面的美好都物化成了可以交易的商品……” “看来圣殿骑士团并没有治好你的愤世嫉俗，”林飞羽摇摇头：“反而加重了病情。” “但是这个东西，听好了，林飞羽，”冷冰把脸凑到林飞羽的耳边：“这个东西，它的价值无法用金钱来衡量，它是一把钥匙，一把可以开启毁灭之门的钥匙，如果错误的人掌握了它，那么我们的世界就会轰然坍塌……我能眼睁睁的看着这样的事情发生吗？”冷冰猛烈的摇着脑袋，“不！我不能容许这样的事情发生，我绝不能容许这样的事情发生！” “冷冰哥……我不知道你那鬼佬骑士团对你做了些什么……”林飞羽顿了顿，“但我觉得现在的你，真的是疯了。” 冷冰用力扇了一下他的后脑勺，将他打了个嘴啃泥。 “你退步的很厉害，林飞羽。”冷冰的脸色突然变得很伤感：“以你过去的思维和领悟能力，早应该发现整个事件背后的联系了，而不是跪在这里，跟你的敌人插科打诨。” 头上的重击确实让林飞羽清醒了不少，而冷冰的话虽然谈不上醍醐灌顶，却也给了一点提示——是啊，现在的他，其实已经掌握到了相当之多的线索，如果静下心去思考，肯定会发现什么隐藏在其中的玄机。 他又瞥了一眼冷冰手里的小试管——这家伙为什么要让自己看这个？为什么要告诉自己所谓“原石”的来历？ “红色的……”林飞羽眯了一下双眼：“水晶……” “嗯，看来你想到什么了？” “那只怪物……那只大狗！就是你搞出来的东西吧？”林飞羽恍然大悟似的道：“莫非它背后的红色异物，就是你手上的'原石'？” 冷冰点点头，露出满意的表情：“我根本就不知道你说的是什么狗，但是至少，林飞羽，你抓到了问题的关键。”他半跪下来，用胳膊搭住林飞羽的肩膀： “无论你看见的那是什么怪物，它都和我没有半点关系。是'原石'创造了它——”冷冰指着平台下方，正被人质们用各种工具折腾着的巨大红水晶：“这颗陨石在坠落到裴吉特岛之前，外壳已经出现了龟裂，少量——很可能是屈指可数的几小块'原石'散了出去，落到了矿井以外的地方，也就是岛的表面。” 林飞羽斜了他一眼，欲言又止。 “'原石'掉在地上，被好奇的动物发现，”冷冰来回摇了摇试管，发出叮叮哐哐的声响：“它们成了这个星球上最初的受害者——被'原石'吞噬、感染、同化，由平凡而渺小的生灵，摇身一变成为红色魔鬼的寄主，开始了对整个世界的征伐。” “你的意思是……'原石'能够控制生物的行为？一块石头？” “'原石'能够控制的，是生物的存在形式，”冷冰再一次地把手里的小试管端到两人面前：“你猜猜看，林飞羽，这个小瓶子破了会发生什么？” “怎么？”林飞羽干笑一声：“你会变成一只德国牧羊犬？” “差不多吧，类似你遇到的那种怪物，”冷冰点了点自己的左手手腕：“'原石'会直接融穿我的手掌，从手背里探出来。然后，感染会顺着动脉一点点向上攀延，很慢，也很痛苦，而所经之处，全都会变成美丽的红色水晶，这些水晶簇取代了皮肉与神经，紧紧包裹住骨骼，变成只有使用电钻才能凿穿的坚固壁垒……” “你怎么能知道得这么清楚？” “在特勤七处工作了五年的你应该明白，人类才是最好奇的动物，”冷冰顿了顿：“先是一名矿工，然后是我的两个部下，他们碰触了散落在地的'原石'，于是为自己的好奇付出了代价。” 林飞羽突然觉得身上一阵寒意：“他们都……死了？” “那矿工蹲在——我觉得是蹲在水晶石的旁边，”冷冰在自己腰间比划了一下：“整个下半身已经黏在了地上，变成了一大坨圆锥似的红色水晶……嗯，那怎么形容好呢，有点像是台灯的底座。” 林飞羽突然觉得有些恶心。 “他那时还有一丁点意识，张着嘴说出了一句'救我'，然后就歪着头不动了。”冷冰表情凝重，仿佛是想起了什么不好的事情：“一个雇佣兵……是叫萨姆还是萨达姆来着？反正是个蠢货，上前查看的时候用手碰到了矿工的脸，水晶咬了他一口，于是整条膀子废了，还搭上了他朋友的命。” “你说什么？水晶咬了他一口？” “你还不明白吗？”冷冰稍显激动地道：“这水晶是活的……它是活的啊，”他再一次伸手指着平台下方的陨石：“你以为它只是块石头吗？不，它身上的'原石'可以侵蚀有机生命的躯体，把他们转化成无机的水晶，而这些无机水晶又具备'原石'的所有特性，并且通过宿主再传播给另一个受害者……这个过程让你想到了什么吗？” “很像是……”林飞羽清了清嗓子： “繁殖？” “一种典型的寄生增殖，如果这发生在昆虫之间，根本就不会有人对此产生兴趣，”冷冰略微提高了嗓门：“但这偏偏发生在有机物与无机物之间，发生在两个原本完全不存在融合可能性的元素之间——这颠覆了现代医学、物理学、生物化学，甚至是宇宙学的基础，你应该能想象得出来，林飞羽，光是对这件事进行记录，就足以让一个人获得诺贝尔奖。” “哟，”林飞羽揶揄道：“我不知道你还对推动世界科学进步有兴趣。” “我关心的，是另一件事……” 冷冰眉头紧锁，突然显出一副极其哀伤的神情，这让林飞羽多少有些腻歪。 “设想一下，林飞羽，如果这个东西——”冷冰伸直手臂，把试管高高举起：“如果这个现在还只有极少数人见过的东西从裴吉特岛流失出去，会发生什么事？” 通过接触便可以将有机体转化成无机物，还能进一步影响宿主的行动，去袭击、侵占更多的有机体——那将是一副多么可怕的场景！ “灾难……”林飞羽艰难地咽了一口口水：“会发生……巨大的生态灾难。” “不，你错了。” 冷冰沉默了几秒，换了一种缓慢而低沉的腔调： “一小块这样的'原石'，便足以毁灭整个人类。” 林飞羽吃惊地扭头看着冷冰——那个自己曾经的导师，那个曾经忧国忧民、时常思考世间百态的国家安全保卫局顶尖特工，在说话的这一瞬间，似乎又都回来了，宛如昨日重现。 当然，也只有这一瞬间而已。 “这是毁天灭地的力量！林飞羽，”冷冰难掩脸上的亢奋，“这块小小的红色石头，是上帝创造出来的神器，它独力便能完成对整个尘世的审判，让地球改头换面，变成一个红色的汪洋大海。” 这段话极尽陶醉和癫狂，与刚才的悲情忧郁形成鲜明对比，这种跳跃式的情绪波动，确实像是疯子才会有的精神状态——不过冷冰从很早以前起就一直这德性了。 “我的天哪……”林飞羽感到脊背上一阵发毛：“不要告诉我你……你打算用它来毁灭世界？” 冷冰用力把试管攥在手心，表情忽然狰狞了起来，似乎是被激怒了： “你怎么会这么想？林飞羽？我要做的是拯救这个世界！你懂吗？是拯救！” “靠什么？靠把人类都变成水晶吊灯吗？” “做个假设，林飞羽，用我以前教你的方式，对未来作一个假设……”冷冰猛地一甩斗篷：“假设美国人成功了，他们的特种部队空降到了岛上，运走了这块陨石，接下来会发生什么？” “会……”林飞羽欲言又止，不是不想回答，而是对自己的答案产生了怀疑。 “他们会集结最好的科学家，在某个昏暗的秘密基地里，把石头研究个遍，”冷冰顿了顿，“然后把它制作成一种大规模杀伤性武器，用来对付穆斯林，用来对付共产党，用来对付所有反对他们的人。哦，当然，也许美国人足够文明，会像对待原子弹一样，很小心地使用这种东西，但只要使用哪怕一次，整个世界都会为这武器所疯狂，每个有野心的政府都会想方设法，不惜为了搞到一块原石而撕破脸皮，甚至动用武力。” 林飞羽不得不承认，冷冰设想得完全在理——和自己的判断几乎完全一致。 “我们换种假设，如果你成功了呢？”冷冰松开揪住林飞羽头发的右手，摊开双臂：“如果特勤七处成功得到了这块石头呢？结局会改变吗？” “哼，”林飞羽苦笑一声：“至少我不会。” “如果被日本人得到了呢？韩国人呢？” 林飞羽无言以对。 “如果是俄罗斯人呢？印度人呢？犹太人呢？”冷冰一脸严肃地摇摇头，“这些各种各样形式不一的国家，说白了无非是一丘之貉，嘴上人人都在标榜正义，到头来却只会为了自己的利益阴谋算计……它们就像是后宫里争风吃醋的嫔妃，一个个光鲜妖艳，满脑子却只是想着如何争到皇帝的宠幸而已。” “你还不是其中的一个？”林飞羽不屑地道：“别告诉我你带着雇佣兵到这个岛子上是来旅游的？” “不知道我以前跟你提到过没有，”冷冰笑道：“我是个有处女情结的人，不喜欢同别人分享。” “好家伙，你打算通吃？在整个世界的眼皮子底下？” “相信我，这已经不是圣殿骑士团第一次在众目睽睽之下表演火中取栗的好戏，”冷冰不无得意地道：“在你跟我回去之后，我会向你展示许多隐藏在黑幕之后的历史，让你明白圣殿骑士团为这个世界做了多少事，”他点了点手指：“到那个时候，林飞羽啊，你一定会认同骑士团的正义，就像我一样，为了全人类的未来而奋斗终生。” “屁话！”林飞羽大骂一声，“再怎么吹嘘和自我标榜，你也就是个背叛了祖国的混蛋而已！” “祖国……”冷冰一声唏嘘，“千年之前，圣殿骑士团从他们的祖国出发，为了整个基督教世界的荣光而浴血奋战。这些圣骑士抛弃了封地，抛弃了财产，抛弃了爱人，趟过阴风呼号的地中海，深入荒芜死寂的大漠，忍受着风吹日晒的煎熬。可是最后呢？他们得到了什么？是背叛——1307年'公正王'腓力四世将整个骑士团一网打尽，连上帝的代言人罗马教廷，都视他们为异端，与骑士团所效忠的祖国一道，对他们进行疯狂的迫害与屠杀。这难道不是很可笑吗？为了上帝而战的圣徒，最终被烧死在惩罚异教徒的火刑柱上；为了祖国而战的骑士，最终被以叛国者的罪名推上断头台。” “国家安全保卫局可待你不薄！”林飞羽不无愤怒地吼道：“你的祖国可待你不薄！” “国家啊，政府啊，意识形态啊……这么多年下来，我早已看得很透，”冷冰摇摇头：“在我手上的这块石头，是神的力量，让力量被正确的人所掌握——这是我的正义，国家安全保卫局也好，你口中的祖国也好，都不能算是我眼中的'正确的人'，我对一切所谓的大国、政府持保留意见。” “所以你就投靠了恐怖组织？” “圣殿骑士团经历过漫长而惨痛的背叛，因此不再信任国家与政治，变得纯粹而独立，这难道不正是我所理想的组织形态吗？”冷冰长出一口气道：“虽然我并不笃信上帝，虽然圣殿骑士团也还谈不上完美，但它至少是个'正确的人'，力量，应该掌握在'正确的人'手中，只因如此，世界才能免遭混乱与毁灭的吞噬。” 林飞羽刚要反驳，突然觉得他说的似乎有那么点道理。假设这颗陨石当真被某个国家独吞了，难免会引起国际纠纷，说不准还能搞出一两场战争，而如果由所有国家平分——且不说怎么个分法，那些不负责任和不友好的国家可能就会滥用陨石的研究成果，把整个世界搞得乌七八糟。 更别说恐怖分子了，倘若基地组织搞到这么一块原石，那后果简直不堪设想。客观地说，这个世界上没有任何一个人能承担如此之大的责任，没有任何一个势力“配得上”如此强大而恐怖的力量。 它根本就不应该属于人类。 “我知道你一向是个有正义感的人，”似乎是看出了林飞羽心中的动摇，冷冰和声悦色地道：“有时候还很理想主义——这点和我很像，我坚信总有一天，你会站到我的身边，再次与我并肩作战。这一次，不是为了祖国的未来，不是为了国家安全保卫局的未来，也不是为了你个人的未来，而是为了世界的未来，为了全人类的未来，并肩作战。” 仿佛是为了配合冷冰的高谈阔论，陨石的外壁上突然出现了一道巨大的裂口，猩红色的焰正从陨石内部喷涌而出，和之前那种薄雾般的红尘不同，它们的颜色更深，密度更大，就像爆炸时产生的滚滚浓烟。忙碌的人质们连忙丢下手里的工具，挣扎着向后退去，连那些本该阻止人质溃散的雇佣兵也傻在原地，盯着那正在不断扩张、嘶嘶作响的裂痕，一副六神无主的模样。只有王朝星——手里举着电钻的王朝星仍然一步不退，张着大嘴，为眼前的绝景所折服。 他真希望现在手里有一台DV机，能把自己所看到的一切都拍下来，带回国内——不是为了完成任务或者升官发财，只是单纯的希望同事们能分享这壮丽的瞬间——这或许是本世纪天文学上最伟大的瞬间—— 一个近在咫尺的奇迹。 “看！林飞羽！”冷冰难掩胸中的激动：“上帝的力量正在挣脱束缚！新世界的曙光正在破茧而出！” 裂缝迅速蔓延扩张，很快就遍布了整个陨石的外壳，正如之前那个伊藤博士所预言的那样，这颗红色的大石头就像是一个七窍生烟的高压锅，马上就要崩炸开来的样子。 所有人都屏息凝视，等待着石破天惊的那一刻——他们不知道在这个粉红色透明蛋壳之下，究竟蕴藏了怎样的东西，人类的天性让他们既满心期待又惊恐莫名。 片刻的沉寂之后—— 忽然，一声巨响。 不是那种爆炸产生的巨响，而是一段尖利、持续的嗡鸣，就好像有一万把小提琴在耳边同时演奏——用一个调子，一个节奏，一个频率，这可怕的尖啸让人头疼欲裂，几乎无法思考。 林飞羽情不自禁地捂住双耳，表情痛苦地跪倒在地。 他觉得自己就要死了。