329 Doubt

In the blink of an eye, everyone died.

Simpson, an Englishman, is born in an unknown date of birth. He entered the killer at the age of 17. He took the task 281 times. The killer ranked second, second only to the first-ranked Lola. The means are unknown. Finally, he was ordered to assassinate an Iraqi general on the battlefield of Iraq. After he was shot in the chaos...

Simpson's limited information flashed in her mind. Fang Lin's hands were full of sweat. In the face of Simpson, a well-known killer, her heart beats fast, and even her thinking seemed to have stopped. She could deal with her former comrades-in-arms easily, because she knew their weaknesses, but facing him, Fang Lin seemed to There is no way to get out, and the other party's frivolous eyes don't seem to take her life seriously.

"What are you talking about?" Fang Lin took a deep breath and endured the pungent smell of blood in the corpse of her comrades-in-arms, and forced herself to calm down.

"Beautiful lady, obviously this is not a suitable place for conversation. Why don't we change places!" Simpson gently touched the tip of his nose, stood up and took the lead in walking out.

Seeing that he passed by him, but did not take any measures against him, Fang Lin was a little stunned and couldn't help aiming at the pistol on the ground at her feet.

"You'd better keep up, or I won't mind killing you now." Simpson can't do it, but he seems to have eyes on his back. "And don't shoot that gun. Sometimes it's not much safer to hold a gun than not."

Fang Lin stiffened her movements, put away the idea of picking up the gun, and silently followed Simpson. She was never a person waiting to be killed, but now there is no way.

Two people left the hotel one after the other.

Simpson gentlemanly opened the door of an Audi on the roadside and let Fang Lin in. Then, he sat in the driver's seat and started the car. The whole process was like a lover who was going to a banquet, not a hostage relationship. All over the world, only Simpson can lift the weight and kidnapping. It's so perfect!

"Where are we going?" She couldn't think of a good way. Fang Lin simply didn't think about it. She made up her mind to cooperate. Thinking of the guys around Ning Caichen and the strange skills that Ning Caichen himself had, she didn't think that Simpson would definitely do it. She felt that the most urgent thing was to save her life. After all, far away, Ning Caichen and she still have a holiday!

After regaining her composure, Fang Lin had the opportunity to consider why Simpson appeared in the hotel in such a timely manner! Then there is only one possibility. From the time Ning Caichen saw him in the afternoon, the whereabouts of his party fell into his sight. What's more terrible is that he didn't find it.

"Go and eat something." Simpson smiled and said, "I didn't even have dinner to come from the airport." He talked about his whereabouts without hesitation, as if he were nagging in front of an old friend.

Sure enough! Hearing the word airport, Fang Lin sighed and affirmed her previous judgment.

"It's still early. Why don't you talk to me first?" Simpson said, "Try about Ning Caichen and the two beautiful women around him!"

"Ning Caichen is 23 years old, and his shooting skills are very accurate. He is no worse than you. He has poor tactical movements and has no special training." Fang Lin said.

"Only these?" Simpson raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Beautiful lady, lying is not good for you. For example, I know your name is Fang Lin, and you will marry a man named Pan Can in a few days."

Fang Lin was shocked and said coldly, "What I said is all the truth."

"But the situation I got seems to be different from yours!" Simpson said, "In the information I got, Ning Caichen has a strong ability to predict danger and some other mysterious abilities, which does not seem to include shooting."

Fang Lin smiled disdainfully: "Where did your information come from?"

"You don't need to know this." Simpson stared at Fang Lin and shook his head, "You just need to tell me the truth about what Ning Caichen is good at. Don't tell me anything fabricated."

"I don't know his special ability." Fang Lin looked at him strangely, "If you have investigated me, you should know that I was just ordered to protect him and I am not familiar with him. During my contact with him, the only ability he showed was what I just said. She paused for a moment, "And I have facts to prove. The Diego brothers were killed by him last night.

"Brother Diego!" Surprise finally appeared on Simpson's face. He smiled, "So, the information I got is false! This is much more interesting." In front of an Italian restaurant, Simpson stopped the car. "Okay, let's go in and find a place, sit down and continue to say that I'm more and more interested in these two billion dollars."

Although he said so, looking at his expression, he didn't seem to care what Fang Lin said at all.

The more Simpson didn't care, the more uncertain Fang Lin was. She couldn't figure out what he wanted. And looking at his appearance, he was not in a hurry to find Ning Caichen at all.

Simpson's skilled ordering.

He ordered some expensive dishes, such as foie gras, caviar and so on! Judging from his familiarity with the waiter, he is clearly a regular visitor here.

Fang Lin's heart is increasingly depressed. The more things Simpson exposes to her, the less hope she has for her to live!

"This is a restaurant I often come to. It tastes very good. You can try it." Simpson filled Fang Lin with red wine. He seemed to see through Fang Lin's thoughts, raised his glass and smiled. "There's no need to worry so much. As long as you can cooperate with me, I won't kill you. I only fight for money."

Fang Lin smiled dryly and didn't believe it, but she still picked up the wine glass and took a sip and ate steak. Although she ate something at night, after such a toss, she was also hungry. Moreover, she also needed sufficient physical strength to deal with all possible sudden situations. As I told her earlier, she was not sitting and waiting to death. People.

"You just said that you and Ning Caichen are not familiar with each other?" Simpson skillfully cut the medium rare steak, put it to his mouth, chewed it a few times, swallowed it, and asked.

"Yes." Fang Lin said.

"Can you tell me how you know each other? The process of meeting is also okay. Simpson looked at Fang Lin carefully, as if to engrave her into his eyes.

"What?" Fang Lin was completely confused.

Simpson waved the fork in his hand and smiled, "I just want to know what kind of person Ning Caichen is? As a killer, it is necessary to understand this, right?

"There's nothing to talk about." Fang Lin snorted coldly, "The process of getting to know him was not pleasant. At that time, I was going to kill him. It's just that I didn't kill..."

After asking Ning Caichen clearly, Simpson turned the topic to Nie Xiaoqian, Shi Xiaoshu and others. The questions he asked were very wide-ranging, not limited to everyone's skills, but also included all aspects of life, and even their usual tone of voice, which was clearer than the paparazzi investigating stars. They are much more professional.

Fang Lin dealt with it carefully. Her brain was tight, afraid that she would accidentally make a mistake, but Fortunately, Simpson asked most of the questions were irrelevant trifles, and she had nothing to hide.

After eating.

Simpson invited Fang Lin to the gym to play a few billiards, and even went to the bowling alley to compete. In the end, the place they went to was the swimming pool and casino. He seemed to be immersed in Fang Lin's beauty and completely forgot to assassinate Ning Caichen.

It was not until dawn that he remembered this matter. He took off the soot from the cigar, took out his mobile phone and handed it to Fang Lin: "Okay, baby, text Ning Caichen that you went straight to the airport to wait for him."