Chapter 21 Chapter 21 Blue Death

"Dear Sherlock, your guess is quite clever. However, you still missed some small places. Don't worry about it, just keep talking." The little black mole rubbed against the tip of Lu Ping's shoulder. Lu Ping continued to say amidst the strong fragrance: "The sudden shooting in the future was caused by an unexpected opportunity. It just so happened that some allied troops were throwing cannons at random on the jeeps. Good cover. Am I right, honey?" Without waiting for the other party's answer, he continued proudly: "So, I said, this kind of opportunity to kill people in the civil war was provided by those allied forces in jeeps!"

"You say civil war, what do you mean?" A terrible light flashed in the black eyes! "I mean, you and this Chen Miaogen were originally in the same group." Lu Ping replied casually. He didn't notice the blue rattlesnake, which was circling and making gestures. The woman temporarily retracted the sharpness in the corner of her eyes, and she asked: "You said that we and this scoundrel Chen Miaogen are part of a gang. What's your reason?" "Reason?" Lu Ping sneered at him: "Listen, the gun that killed Chen Miaogen was a 'Leuger' gun, and Chen Miaogen had his own pistol, which was also the same type of German product. As far as I know, This kind of gun has only one origin in the past, so I can say with certainty: the killer and the victim are exactly the same, and the same is not a good thing!"

The other party curled his lips, "Sir, before you have fully figured out the problem, please don't jump to conclusions too hastily." "Yes, yes, as ordered." The woman asked again: "Are these your trump cards?" Lu Ping lowered his poker face and said, "Maybe, there are more. But, I want to see your cards. First, I want to ask, why do you have to shoot this Chen Miaogen?" The woman Huo Ransha stood up from her hair, put her hands on her hips, opened her black eyes, and said: "He specializes in killing his associates, and he has a lot of evidence against us. He is always preparing to fight with us." If you can't get through, just rely on this reason to smash him, you see, should you?"

The woman's beautiful and fierce eyes made Lu Ping feel cold.He replied coldly: "You should! Then, you admit that you are one of Chen Miaoji's accomplices, don't you?" "Yes, I admit it." "He's a secret lackey of the Japanese, do you know that?" "Hmm! This..." Her eyelashes gradually drooped, the blue poisonous snake was stepping up to secrete venom into its terrifying fangs! But Lu Ping still sneered at her coldly and said: "My dear, I didn't expect that you are also a precious piece of Han artifact. I'm so disrespectful."

The black eyeball suddenly picked up, and said with a sneer: "Sir, please don't put this big hat on my head lightly. You must know that there are differences in all things in the world, but there are no strict rules." bounds!" "Honey, I don't understand your words very well," Lu Ping said. The woman fluttered her blue skirt, paced up and down in front of the sofa, and said to herself: "There is a kind of insect that will become a grass in a certain environment, but in another environment, it will become a grass." But it is still a worm. For example: Cordyceps sinensis and other things, you always know."

"My dear, I don't understand your profound philosophy!" "Don't understand?" The black eye squinted at him.She asked back, "You said I was a traitor, didn't you?" "You are Chen Miaogen's accomplice, but Chen Miaogen is the lackey of the Japanese." Lu Ping bowed to her. "Miss, I'm so sorry that I have to call you that." "Then, please listen to my explanation." She shrugged and sneered. "The so-called loyalty and the so-called traitor, in my opinion, are just a matter of environment and opportunity."

"Oh." His face suddenly became very cold. "Especially in our poor China, there are so many opportunities for this kind of dyeing. It has been like this in the past, it is like this now, and I am afraid it will still be like this in the future! So, sir, you have not 'boxed' yourself, and you have not yet Before making an accurate assessment of your personality, I want to advise you not to casually throw the big hat of the word 'traitor' on other people's heads!" Lu Ping winked at her and said, "Miss, you are very good at talking. This is a epigram from a confession book."

The woman sneered and said, "I haven't been arrested yet, and you're not a judge. We're speaking outside the legal circle. I don't need to send you a confession. However, I still want to tell you..." "What are you trying to tell me, dear." "I want to tell you that a white nose on the stage is not necessarily a clown; similarly, a man wearing a black beard on the stage is not necessarily a loyal minister in the theater. So , sir, I hope you don't take things on the stage too seriously." "Miss," Lu Ping also sneered at her, "are you trying to show that although you are an accomplice of Chen Miaogen, you are actually very patriotic, isn't it so?"

The corners of the woman's eyes showed contempt and a little pain. She said: "Patriotism is not a rhetorical term, but a practical matter of conscience." She raised her voice a little. "If I tell you that in the past, I have gambled my life several times for the sake of peace of mind, would you believe it?" "Miss, I salute you!" The woman sighed lightly, as if she no longer wanted to argue. The two were speechless for a while, and the room was temporarily silent. Time slipped away gently in the gap between the blue lines, red lips, and dark eyes.This made Lu Ping not feel tired, nor did he feel that the time had passed too long.

The night gradually deepened. Occasionally, a gust of night wind came in from the half-open window and brushed over Lu Ping's face, making him suddenly realize that he had been sitting in this mysterious and warm room for quite a long time, and he stretched his arms and legs. He got up, looked at the night outside the window, bent his arms and looked at his watch, thinking, now, it's time to talk about the topic. All for all, business for business! Still maintaining a nonchalant attitude, he said, "Miss, what did you remove from that safe?" "I already told you," she frowned. "Those are worthless documents. But keeping them in Chen Miaogen's hands can kill us. This is the whole purpose of our going to his room last night."

"You mean that Chen Miaogen can report on you with those credentials, right?" "That's why." "Then you can denounce him, too. Don't forget, it's daylight." "Dawn! There is only power, no black and white; only notes, no right and wrong!" She seemed distressed by what she was talking about.Turning around, she sat down on the other sofa.The sitting posture is quite unrestrained, the blue lines only drag one part of her jade-colored lines, while exposing the other. Lu Ping looked at her sharply.He was reckoning, how true is what this mysterious woman said? The other party quickly pulled out the skirt of his clothes. Lu Ping's gaze flicked from the blue line to the nude portrait carrying a flower basket, and then back again.He was thinking that it is a kind of dignity to be naked, but it is an abominable sin to hide it! He put the cigarette on the corner of his mouth and said: "You said that in this world, there are only notes, and there is no right and wrong. From your accent, this Chen Miaogen probably has a lot of notes. Is that right?" "Of course!" The other party raised his bare foot, and the straw slippers were dangling. "Now he's a secret blackmailer, don't you know?" "So, in that safe, there should be some notes, dollar bills, and the like. Isn't that right?" He entered the text from idle talk. "No, absolutely not!" She said firmly. Lu Ping was thinking, yes, for a beautiful fruit, one must try to peel it, and then there is juice to eat.While missing, I yawned.Ooooooo, he deliberately put on a tired face and said, "Recently, my health is really bad. The doctor told me that I have already suffered from pernicious anemia." The other party is smart.She heard Lu Ping mention the safe, so she knew that Lu Ping was about to ask her for a price.So, she widened the pair of 'black gemstones' and listened quietly to the following. Lu Ping said: "This kind of anemia has a nasty symptom, that is, it likes to talk a lot, saying what is right and what is not right." The woman showed a knowing smile, "You mean, if someone gives some blood transfusion, this talkative disease can be cured, isn't that true?" Lu Ping nodded to her.I was thinking in my heart: So, miss, please be more acquainted. "So, how much blood do you need to cure your nasty disease?" "About 1,000 CC?" His tone was a bit negotiable.He used one thousand to represent ten million; he used CC to represent CNC, the meaning is very obvious.That was the amount he had expected from the safe last night. "Could it be less?" "Too little, I'm afraid it won't work." He shook his head. "But it's okay to be a little short." For the sake of her beauty, he is willing to make the business extra accommodating. "Okay." The woman suddenly stood up from the sofa. "Let me look for it. Can you make up some numbers first?" But she frowned again. "It's too late. If you can't make up, let's talk about it tomorrow. Okay?" "Okay!" Lu Ping nodded generously.His eyes lightly drifted from her face to the sparkling diamond between her fingers.He was thinking: With my red tie, I can tie you up, little sparrow, and you won't be afraid that you will fly into the sky! The woman twisted her blue lines and walked to the door of the bedroom. Suddenly, her black eyes rolled slightly, and she didn't know what to think of. She turned her body again and walked towards the streamlined floor-standing radio.She crouched down, turned on the light, fiddled with the dial, and said, "You are too tired. Listening to the radio can refresh you." "Okay, dear, thank you very much." Lu Ping really felt a little tired during the intermission of this strange negotiation.He is closing his eyes, resting his mind, his mind has no other purpose, just waiting for the money. His posture is like lying in a barber's chair waiting for a shave.A burst of noisy voices flowed out from the plate, breaking the entire silence. The woman stopped the pointer at one place, and in the air, there was a Miss Huadan who was once honored as Mr. by the orthodox literati, and she was performing a kind of duck call with lung disease, and her voice was impressively loud! Lu Ping closed his eyes and thought, for a person with such a beautiful appearance, he would have a good appetite to listen to this kind of song! When thinking about it, the woman had already walked to the door of the bedroom again, spun the croquet and then turned her face and said, "Listen, this is Miss X's farewell commemoration, the last time. I want to hear it again tomorrow, but I can't!" "Oh." Lu Ping didn't open his eyes. He heard the sound of slippers and approached the bedroom.After a while, I heard the sound of slippers and walked out of the bedroom, closing the door.Wearily, he opened his eyes slightly, and saw that the woman brought out a suitcase from the bedroom. It was small and exquisite, about one foot long and six inches high.She put the small box on the round mahogany table, turned her back to the window, and was opening the box with the key. The lid was lifted, blocking his view of what was inside the box. In order to show generosity, he closed his eyelids again. While checking the things in the box, the woman was muttering, "Look, you're so tired, do you want to make you a cup of coffee?" "No, dear." "I prepare SW brand coffee. After drinking it, I will never feel tired again." "Don't bother, my dear, thank you very much." He closed his eyes tightly and thought, if the other party is willing to offer some jewelry as a price, he might as well be more sloppy.There is a charming black mole on her left cheek. For the sake of "black mole", she should be more restrained. He was just thinking about it-- Suddenly, a sharp and frightening voice came directly to his ears and said, "Friend, stand up! Be beautiful, don't move!" Under a sudden and unexpected shock, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, and saw that a pistol was facing him across the table, and the muzzle of the gun was pointing at his left chest. Well, the old place where the Japanese lackey ate guns last night! He froze!speechless. "Stand up!" The muzzle of the gun was raised. He had no choice but to stand up, stretch his waist, approach some round tables, and pretend to be calm and say: "Honey, what are you doing?" "Look with your eyes!" The voice was still as sweet. Between this shock!He began to remember.What did the woman mean by SW coffee? It turned out that what she was holding in her hand was a small Smith and Wason revolver SW! The posture of the blue death holding the gun is very beautiful.The muzzle is slightly slanted, giving the appearance of a veteran.From the posture of holding the gun, it can be inferred that she really wants to shoot in her heart. Moreover, the style of that gun is exquisite and cute, with an extremely thin blue steel barrel and a carved screw handle.Such a lovely person, obsessed with such a lovely gun, seems to be very happy to die under the gun. However, Lu Ping didn't want to die yet. His body was sticky with anxiety, and he squinted his eyes in the stickiness all over his body, and said lazily: "You, really want to shoot? My dear." "Facts speak louder than words, let's see!" The blue steel pipe raised again. Just hook your fingertips, touch the firing pin, a wisp of blue smoke, a pool of red water, well, Chen Miaogen is second! Lu Ping quickly said, "Miss, you are going to disturb your neighbors." "I have no neighbors, have you forgotten?" He just remembered that this mysterious small western-style building was indeed empty in all directions, and the night wind was blowing in from an open window behind the woman.The street was dead silent. She turned her face to the radio, her lips pursed red.There was a lot of noise on the radio, and the group that performed duck quacking was broadcasting the last singing, the so-called "Farewell Memorial".Well, every word of this little blue poisonous snake has a deep meaning. He hurriedly said again: "You have to startle some people." In a casual manner, he took another step closer to the small round mahogany table, trying to see if there was any way out? "Back back, stop!" The beautiful blue god of death took a step back first, and forced Lu Ping to take a step back. She waited for Lu Ping to stop and then stopped, so that the two sides maintained a gap where they could not take the gun. distance. Under such a situation, our red-tie hero felt helpless.He was so anxious that he chanted incantations silently: the incantations were about the kind of "Twenty years later, he will be a good man again".There was one thing that he didn't understand, why didn't she shoot right away?Could it be that she still has the mentality of a cat playing with a mouse? He couldn't help but ventured to ask: "Then why don't you do it? My dear." "Sir, don't be impatient! I'll cure your nasty anemia in no time. But I have one more thing to tell you." "Go ahead, dear." "Just now, before I saw your full spleen, I planned to flatten you elsewhere. I almost made a mistake." She was laughing triumphantly, giggling, her posture of laughing with a gun is so beautiful that it is beyond description.Her breasts are bared, and her jade-colored curves are wavy. The strong fragrance is spraying from the opposite side of the round table.A dividing line between love and death. Under the mentality of "death anyway", Lu Ping simply admired this charming little mole as much as possible.He moved closer to the table, and said sarcastically: "Miss, I think you have some scruples after all." "Scrupulous? Hey!" The slender shoulders shrugged. "Worry about gunshots? Don't forget. Last night we could use the loud-voiced 'Leuger' gun, but tonight we'll be worried about the quiet-voiced Smith?" Lu Ping's gaze fell on the blue steel pipe, and he curled his lips: "It seems that you, a small toy in the Town God's Temple, have too small a caliber to kill people, right?" "You want to insult this Miss Smith, and she will justify herself!" The blue steel pipe poked forward like the tip of a poisonous snake, and Lu Ping quickly closed his eyes.The night wind continued to blow in from the window behind the woman, blowing on her face, feeling a little cool. When she opened her eyes, the other party still hadn't fired. He said in his mouth: "Honey, you are afraid of alarming the people downstairs, aren't you?" "That's not the case." "You should think about it, put me down, what method will you use to deal with me after I've been put down?" "Don't worry! Nazis, there is a way to deal with the raw materials of tens of thousands of pieces of human fat soap. Is there no way for me to deal with your small piece?" "So, my dear, what method will you use. To deal with the people in this window?" His gaze suddenly drifted to behind the woman, with a smug smile on his face.When the woman jumped off the tricycle, a shadow had already left in her heart. She thought that someone might be secretly following behind Lu Ping.At this time, she was startled, although she didn't immediately turn her face to look.But she has been slightly distracted by Lu Ping's peculiar expression, and what Lu Ping needs is only a little distraction from her. Suddenly, he is like a tank with wings, across the table He reached out and flew over. Jingle!All the wine bottles and glasses on the small round table were knocked over. "Oh wow!" the woman cried out in pain. "Take it here!" The pistol entered Lu Ping's hand with the sound of "Oh!" He wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, panting and said to the woman: "Miss, I didn't hurt you, did I?" The woman glanced at the window, she blushed and was too angry to speak. Lu Ping appointed her the beautiful little toy. "Honey, you are so naughty! I imagine you must be very naughty when you are carrying your schoolbag to school. I will punish you by standing in a corner." Raising the blue steel pipe, he pointed to the corner where the nude statue was placed. The woman pulled out the skirt of her dress that was about to be opened, her face was full of anger, and she hesitated. Lu Ping grinned at her: "Miss, although I am a non-formal Buddhist and never kill people, I am not prepared to be very tolerant of a little poisonous snake. Be obedient!" The blue line twisted and turned his back helplessly. Lu Ping quickly inspected the light box on the round table. He thought that there would never be any jewelry in this suitcase.Unexpectedly, there is actually something in it.Regardless of good or bad, he stuffed them into his pockets at once. Now our gentleman with a red tie has completely exposed his robber face. After receiving it, he greeted the woman standing in the corner softly from a distance and said: "Honey, rest and rest. We'll talk tomorrow." With a gun in one hand, he gently opened the door and walked out leisurely. Indoors, the radio is still blaring. The woman watched Lu Ping go out, she sighed wearily, went to the corner of the room, and turned off the radio.She stretched and collapsed on the sofa.Her tired eyes stared blankly into the distance, a smile appeared on her face, the smile gradually grew stronger, and she looked very proud. However, she was completely unprepared. After going out, Lu Ping gently pushed the door into two again, peeping at her from outside the door. The next day, Lu Ping almost no longer cared about Park Road's attention to business.He has always considered himself a legitimate businessman.For each business, he only wants to make some small expenses, and he has indeed made some money from this business. Although the amount is very small, he will never have such a large amount of money like those big receivers. Appetite, in one breath, I want to swallow the whole warehouse whole. In short, he thinks this matter is over. However, there are still two small problems that make him feel a little puzzled: First, last night, the woman clearly had the opportunity to shoot him.Why did she hesitate to shoot? Second, the woman showed a smug smile at the last moment.Why is she smiling so proudly? He was unable to obtain proper explanations for these two issues. He smokes a cigarette in his tiny office.Paper smoke is wafting, and brain cells are spinning. Inadvertently, he happened to think of Lao Meng's report yesterday.The so-called $800,000 extortion case, this report is nonsense, close to speculation.However, this made him think of the Chinese Japanese spy Huang Mali. That woman is very mysterious, and she has many bizarre legends.Bizarre almost mythical.The so-called Yellow Mary is not a real name, it is just a shortened nickname, her whole nickname is 'Yellow Matai Hari'; it means that this is a Matai Hari born in the East , yellow. The real Mate Hari was a German female spy during the First European War.Her supernatural powers are very vast; her name once made people all over Europe look pale.Once, she used means to turn fourteen British submarines into fourteen wisps of smoke! At this time, he suddenly remembered the original text of Mata Hari, and translated it to mean "morning eyes". His eyes rolled suddenly, and he remembered another thing. He thought of Han Xiaowei's report yesterday, that Miss Li Yanan, she had many names, one of them was Li Mingmou.The reason why he especially remembered this name was because there used to be a movie star named Li Minghui.Liminghui and Limingmou, these two names are easy to evoke memories. The name Liming Mou is quite beautiful, translated into vernacular, it means "early morning eyes", and the early morning eyes are Mata Hari. There was a strange light in his eyes. He was thinking: So, this Miss Li Yanan, also known as Li Mingmou, and that Huang Mary, are they actually one and two, two and one?