City: A pen at the beginning promotes a perfect accident

At 12:45 noon on February 9, 2021, the weather was gloomy and cloudy in Yangcheng.

Ye Yuan, who was wearing a black windbreaker, took Lin Mang and the middle-aged butler Huang Chuan and walked out of the conference room first.

When passing through a corridor, he paused slightly and changed direction instead of stepping into the elevator.

Passing through this corridor, Ye Yuan walked into the ordinary, normal office area of the building, the area used to cover the conference room and secret space just now.

Stepping on the off-white tiles, the black and white are distinct, and the eyes without a trace of waves look towards the office halls. very quiet.

In front of the work desks, these ordinary office workers in Yangcheng were taking a lunch break.

Occasionally, there are a few people who haven't slept yet, and they move lightly and are busy working.

Perhaps when he heard the voice, the young man in a black suit and white shirt looked out the window and met Ye Yuan's gaze. There was some fear in his expression, and he nodded as if to please, and then quickly lowered his head.

Behind Ye Yuan, the middle-aged housekeeper Huang Chuan took a deep look at the young office worker and remembered him in his mind.

Huang Chuan will not do anything, but he will mobilize several specialized personnel to monitor the person's actions at all times.

…

The elevator on this floor leads directly to the underground garage.

Get into the black car.

Just now, Ye Yuan peeked into the life of ordinary people, and his heart lost a lot of envy and regret. Perhaps, he was really more suitable for Darwinism in the shadow circle.

Returning to the residential building in Huadu District, Gouzi Xiaotian asked Lin Mang to take him back to the old building where Wu Si was monitored.

After Ye Yuan left, for a long time, strategists Li Xuyang, Yuan Renguang, and Sun Jiwei, codenamed Bear Man, withdrew one after another.

…

Although he had not returned to this rental house for more than a day, when he opened the door and walked in and saw Li Ruobing and Yang Xianmin, Ye Yuan still felt as if he had not seen them for a long time.

Sitting on the sofa, I said something to the two of them.

"correct"

"I picked up a half-grown black dog and named it 'Xiao Tian'. Now, I put 'Xiao Tian' at Lin Mang's place..."

Ye Yuan said with a smile again.

It didn't take long for them to start again. He got busy.

After closing the door of the studio, Ye Yuan's gentle expression calmed down little by little.

He walked to the whiteboard filled with information and data, picked up the red marker on the side, and wrote on"Nestorianism·Zheng Yuanzhou". Two crosses were drawn next to the portraits of"High Table Club·Guan Lixuan".

He closed the pen cap.

He raised his head and looked at the top. The only one left was the source of this incident,"Mo." Zhang Chuyuan, a senior cult member of the Yangcheng Pharmaceutical Group.

He was breathing evenly, revealing some memories of Zhang Chuyuan, whom he had seen as early as five years before he was imprisoned. It was at an international business conference in Yangcheng.

Zhang Chuyuan, who was sixty-six years old at the time, was in charge of the Yangcheng Pharmaceutical Group, the dominant enterprise in Yangcheng with a market value of hundreds of billions. He was a well-deserved big shot, standing at the top of the Yangcheng pyramid.

Ye Yuan, who was just an ordinary company manager, looked at him from afar, never thinking that one day he would be able to touch this existence.

…

Putting away his thoughts and exhaling a long breath, Ye Yuan walked back to his work desk and sat down.

"How to carry out a shocking accident and kill Zhang Chuyuan of Yangcheng Pharmaceutical Group without leaving any evidence?"

In front of eyes flashing with dangerous light, a line of targets was entered into the search box again.

Densely packed paths emerged!

Ye Yuan kept scanning the steps one by one, at the High Table, Freemasonry, Club of Rome, and Nestorianism. And the chain reactions that continue to arise after the five parties of the Skull and Bones Society are all the reasons that push 'Zhang Chuyuan' to death!

In other words

, without the experiences of the first five people, Manichaeism Zhang Chuyuan would not be able to achieve it. unexpected conditions

…

Remove the cap of the Chinese pen and write calculation formulas in countless directions on the pages of white paper.

Paper is scattered around the studio

"After Zhang Chuyuan of Yangcheng Pharmaceutical Group suffered an accident, what was the subsequent impact on Yangcheng, even Zhao State, and the global shadow world?"

Ye Yuan paused suddenly, and then entered this line of text in the search box

【‘Dawn will enter the world and truly appear in Yangcheng. Outside Yangcheng, in the darkness, countless eyes are peering at this ancient iceberg six thousand years ago.…】

【The oppressive and short-lived peace is about to come. This is the eve of the storm, and it is the starting point where the era truly begins! ]

Each text describes it like this.

Look at all the impacts.

Ye Yuan's eyes were bright and his heart was beating heavily. He licked his lips and felt the blood flowing around him...

All the calculations about the 'subsequent impact' all concluded that the death of the 'six big figures in the shadow world' was a major event in the world. The beginning of real chaos!

This is the eve of change in the shadow world for thousands of years!

Just like the name of 'Shuguang Hui'...

Right now, Ye Yuan, whether he likes it or not, has been swept away by the storm and rushed into the darkness!

Once upon a time, the purpose of creating the"Dawn Society" was just to awaken"girlfriend Ye Mengwei".

But at this moment, awakening 'girlfriend Ye Mengwei' seemed to passively become a side branch of the promotion after creating the 'Dawn Meeting'.

This is not entirely based on 'Ye Yuan's' wishes!

…

February 9, 2021, at 23:30 in the middle of the night.

In Yangcheng, which is less than two days away from the New Year's Eve of the State of Zhao, the atmosphere has become increasingly dense, chaotic, tense and confusing.

In the night, there is a location some distance away from the ancient temple"Liurong Temple" in Yangcheng.

A black van quietly stopped at the intersection.

At the same time, it was accompanied by a handsome figure and a silent, controlled Skynet camera.

The gray-haired, eighty-nine-year-old master Wu Sidi walked out of the car under Lin Mang's gaze.

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