Interstellar boy Qin's lost track of the golden tower

"You are the first," Yan Suiliang raised a finger, "the first to be exposed to this secret..."

Yan Suiliang hesitated, thought for a while and said, "It's not right if it's not the Yan family, even if it's the Yan family, except for the Presbyterian Church, no one knows this secret."

The young man's tone was flat, without any sense of honor, and he couldn't hear a hint of nervousness, "Don't the housekeepers know?"

"Under the master, all are servants. How can a servant know the secret of the master."

The young man smiled slightly, but did not answer. Under the warm yellow light, his outstanding appearance became more and more aggressive, but his temperament was not at all the indulgence that beauties often see.

Seeing this, Yan Suiliang only sighed and pointed, "Go and help me get the gloves back."

Kunta went as he said, without any hesitation. His slender back was just exposed in Yan Suiliang's sight without any precautions. It seemed certain that his employer wouldn't just because he knew about the so-called " secret" and hurt him.

The moment Yan Suiliang took over the gloves, Yan Suiliang raised his head, revealing his fragile Adam's apple, and stared into the clear eyes of the young man, "Kunta, from now on, regarding my abilities, I am Qin, and there are contact types, these, Don't tell anyone about everything, okay?"

The boy let go of his hand and bowed slightly, "As you wish, Mr. Yan."

Yan Suiliang put on the gloves, stood up from the sofa, couldn't hold back, and patted Kunta's shoulder slowly, "Does this action have any special meaning?"

The young man's voice is very soft, "It represents your affirmation and encouragement to your subordinates, and it is a very positive physical contact."

Yan Suiliang let out another long "Oh~~" and patted the young man twice, saying in a resounding manner, "I've been taught!"

The two sneaked back to the top floor, and the short time before dinner seemed to be spent in Yan Suiliang's nap, nothing happened.

After dinner, Yan Suiliang worked overtime as usual until one o'clock in the morning, and when Kunta returned to his room after he fell asleep, it was already past two o'clock in the morning.

Once night fell, Kunta didn't like to turn on the lights when walking in the house, but this night, as soon as he opened the door, he could smell the smell in the house, and Kunta pressed the switch on the door, "The housekeeper is waiting for you." Me? Why don't you turn on the light?"

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the small living room, the housekeeper Yan Zhizi was standing there with his hands behind his back, facing out of the window. The moment the bright lights came on, he just turned his head and was turned upright.

The butler, who has been very kind to Kunta for more than ten days, looked very serious tonight, "Did the owner go downstairs before dinner? As a personal bodyguard, why didn't you stop him?"

Although there was no strenuous activity, he was tired after standing for a day. The boy staggered in, sat on the sofa exhaustedly, and unbuttoned his neckline. His voice was very low. If he didn't listen carefully, he could barely hear , "You have known it for hundreds of years, and you haven't stopped it. I'm a newcomer, why should I stop it?"

Yan Zhizi sat down opposite the young man angrily, "I'm telling you something serious, let's see how you look!"

Kunta rubbed his temples, "Don't you all feel that he is depressed and aggrieved, so you secretly let him loose and tell him to relax. Don't worry, with me here, no one can hurt him."

Yan Zhizi choked, and it took a while before he hummed and said, "Well, if someone uses it from a long distance, what does Captain Long say?"

"Sniper gun." The young man reminded in a low voice.

"Yes, that sniper rifle, and what kind of shells, come here, what use can your small body do!?"

Kunta ignored Yan Zhizi's words, and suddenly asked, "Have you contacted Captain Long? Did she agree to send someone to train the bodyguards?"

Yan Zhizi blushed, and felt a little ashamed, "Oh, that's not Yan Weisheng, who cried like a dog when he came back, saying that he was unqualified, and insisted on going down to be a little bodyguard. The bodyguard team made a mess... ..."

Kunta nodded slightly, "Their foundations are still good. Their skills, reaction ability, and equipment are all pretty good, but they lack a little common sense and their thinking is a bit old. It's okay to ask the members of the Security Alliance to teach them a few lessons. Big problem."

Yan Zhizi hesitated and said, "The head of the family also said that he would entertain Mr. Ji for dinner in Beishan City. Can the bodyguards come in handy?"

Kunta rubbed his temples, "I'm afraid it won't work tomorrow." There is no rush to get the ducks on the shelves.

Yan Zhizi said, "Of course it's not tomorrow. Just after the interstellar journey, Mr. Ji was in chaos at that time, so he had to have a stable day no matter what."

Kunta yawned wearily, thinking that it would be enough for you to let people rest for a day to overcome jet lag.

Yan Zhizi opened his brain and pulled out an itinerary, which was densely packed with the arrival time of various energy suppliers, "But it can't be too long. The Ji family has several small energy suppliers. Our family is very busy. I want to take it over, but the Yan family’s biggest rival, Amy’s family, will reach the fixed disk star in three days, and we have to get Ji’s family before that..."

On the opposite sofa there was the sound of even breathing, and Kunta had already dozed off on the single sofa.

The energetic butler suddenly let go of his breath. He picked up a tea spoon on the coffee table and poked the boy's arm. Kunta opened his eyes sleepily and responded weakly, "Huh?"

Yan Zhizi sighed, "After washing up, go back to sleep, and I will go back too. You should pay attention in the future, the master wants to sneak out again, so don't let him act alone."

The boy stood up, stretched, rubbed his eyes, and walked straight to the bathroom, muttering, "I see, lock the door for me when the housekeeper leaves."

Yan Zhizi shook his head, seeing the young man about to wash up, he didn't stay any longer, and went straight out.

The door of the room was locked. In the bathroom, Kunta stood in front of the washbasin with the faucet on. He poured a handful of water on his face. His eyes were open, and he was completely awake.

Ji Pingnan said that Kunta's wings are 100% from night owls. This cub can not only see things at night, but also is used to reverse black and white night action.

The boy raised his wrist to check the time, it was 25:[-] in the morning.

He quickly took a shower, wrapped himself in a bathrobe, went out and turned off all the lights in the room, returned to the bed in the bedroom, and lay down quietly.

Until the wrist vibrated slightly, it was 10 minutes to three.

In the darkness, Kunta got up silently and opened the box next to the bed.

After the fixed disk star landed, the box sent by Wu Er.

Inside the box lay a set of light tights, including a hood, top, trousers, gloves, and a pair of sock-style soft shoes. The material was as smooth as water and as dark as night.

Interstellar's latest bionic diving suit.

Kunta put on his clothes without making a sound, and blended into the night more perfectly. He walked lightly to the small living room, stopped where Yan Zhizi had just stood, and stretched out his hands.

The glove on his hand was tightly attached to the skin, and firmly sucked the glass. Kunta used a clever trick, and the window that he had treated with lubricating oil for a long time quietly opened, and silently opened the window to the side. move over.

The summer night wind carried a lazy fragrance of flowers, warm and full of moisture. It seemed that it might rain tomorrow. Kunta stood on the small balcony and closed the sliding door again.

Zhongshan City in the early morning is silent, the summer insects have fallen asleep, and the birds are no longer whispering. The spotlights of the Golden Pagoda have been turned off the moment the owner falls asleep. For a hundred miles around, only scattered ground lights in the flower garden are still on. on.

Kunta stood on the narrow balcony, watching the time strictly, and when it was ten past three, with his arms folded in front of his chest, he plunged headlong into it in a diving posture from a high platform.

The huge white wings unfolded silently, and were quickly dyed a layer of black in the next second, perfectly blending into the night. Kunta flapped his wings quietly, circled the golden tower, and walked slowly downward.

Thanks to the previous head of the Yan family, there are no cameras or monitors on the entire outer wall of the Golden Pagoda.

"What's so good about stealing gold? If you can come to the Golden Pagoda and steal the gold on the wall, you must be a very capable person. The Yan family should use worthless gold to keep such talents." The former Patriarch said so.

However, Zhongshan City in the middle of the night is a forbidden city. Even the vegetable delivery trucks that transport fresh seasonal vegetables are not allowed to enter at night. When the head of the family falls asleep, all vehicles and aircraft are prohibited from approaching the Golden Tower.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, the bodyguard group will send out a group of ten patrols, starting from the Golden Tower, and patrolling along the flower garden path. The overlapping flower crowns block the line of sight, even if you look back, you can't see the golden tower.

Kunta has plenty of time to visit the 75th floor he wants to go to.

Surrounding the golden tower from the 180th floor, all the rooms are turned off and there is no sound.

In the Golden Pagoda, apart from the butler and three attendants, there is now a Kunta who can stay with Yan Suiliang on the top floor. Everyone else is only allowed to move around on the first floor after the owner falls asleep.

少年在心里默默地数着，“178、177、176......89、88、87......77......”

Strangely, the burning sensation that should have been experienced only on the 75th floor became scalding when Kunta counted to 76.

Fortunately, Kunta had stopped the downward trend, he raised his head in doubt and looked up to make sure if he counted wrongly.

The 76th floor is located below the center of the Golden Pagoda, and the floor area is still very large. Kunta flew around this floor, feeling heavy in his heart, and the burning sensation never stopped. The gold product in the hand occupies the entire floor of the 76th floor.

The glass is one-sided, and even if he had unobstructed night vision, he couldn't see clearly what was on the other side of the glass in the dark.