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"Hey, Tamarind from the Black Tabby Cat Egg Squad."

"Hello, the ram of the Purple Oryx Squad."

The two teams met at Red Light Pier.

Tamarind: "Which VIP is in distress?"

"Boss." said the ram.

"Boss?"

"Yes." Gong Yang took out a map and spread it out, pointing to a point on Osley Road. "This is the boss's house. A sniper was found here. He was carrying a Kar98K sniper rifle equipped with a silencer. The sniper was a Japanese, 61 inches tall.

We know that we are dealing with a small team of experts from the Malayan Communist Party guerrillas, with a number of no less than 5 people, but the exact number is unknown.

"Is their target the Boss? Kidnap or eliminate?"

"wipe out."

"When they raid the house, it's our best chance to eliminate them, but there's a problem. Our team is only equipped with one silencer."

"That's not a problem. The boss just asks us to be quieter and avoid using grenades if possible."

Tamarind smiled and said, "The majority are fighting against the minority, and the intentional ones are fighting against the unintentional ones. There is no need to use grenades. Only magnesium-potassium bombs can solve the battle, if the magnesium-potassium bombs can explode smoothly."

"The quality of magnesium-potassium bullets has improved a lot."

As for the magnesium-potassium bomb, Gong Yang didn't want to say much. This thing was made by the Golden Squadron's arsenal. When it exploded, it would emit high-decibel noise and high-candela light, which could cause people to temporarily lose their sense of direction and hearing. It was very useful, but the arsenal's technology was not up to standard. The probability of duds, stink bombs, and uncontrollable explosion time was extremely high, and everyone who had used it cursed it.

To put it bluntly, the magnesium-potassium bomb is actually a stun bomb. Needless to say, it was the work of Xian Yaowen.

"Maybe." Tamarind spread his hands, "When do we set off?"

"Right away." The ram pointed to two trucks not far away. "There's food prepared on the trucks. You can eat some on the way. We may need to wait for a long time."

"OK, good luck."

"good luck."

After squeezing the orange juice, Xian Yaowen personally brought it to Qi Longque and the other two, and then sat down in the living room with Narcissus.

Turn on the radio, listen to music and chat.

They talked about this and that, and talked about music and celebrities. Narcissus was very interested in the topic of celebrities, so Xian Yaowen started the conversation and brought up some celebrity gossip.

The two of them were idle, but the others were not. Qi Longque and the other two divided the work, one kept an eye on the sniper, one kept an eye on the gate, and one kept an eye on the direction of the backyard.

The Purple Antelope Team and the Black-spotted Cat Egg Team arrived at the two ends of Oxley Road respectively. The trucks were parked in inconspicuous corners, and the team members were on standby in the truck bed covered by the roof - eating in small sips, drinking in small sips, holding the food in the mouth for a while before swallowing, moving the Adam's apple a few times, shaking the brain before drinking big gulps of water.

It is easy to hold poop but difficult to hold pee. You cannot get out of the car because the smell is too strong when you poop in the car. You can only drink less water.

After following Lu Yuejing for a while, Xie Jingchen determined that it was a big fish. She followed it from a distance and left Ousili Road.

Xian Yaowen talked about celebrity gossip for a while and then turned the topic to the old handsome man Wittgenstein, who was not long for this world.

"Austria once had a wealthy family called the Wittgenstein family, whose wealth was second only to the No. 1889 family, the Rothschild family. In , a dashing young man named Ludwig was born into the family."

Xian Yaowen opened several cigar boxes and motioned to Narcissus to trim the cigars for him. Narcissus understood and started trimming them for him.

"Ludwig's father, Karl, was a perfectionist who wanted to train all five sons to become industry leaders, but he failed, and three of his five sons committed suicide one after another.

Because his two sons committed suicide, Karl changed his initial strict educational method for his sons and no longer confined his sons to study at home. Ludwig was able to enter the Linz Technical High School.

This was a small school with not many students, only about 300. In order to start studying in a technical school, Ludwig skipped a grade.

He was very different from the other boys in the school: he spoke with an unusually pure High German accent, had a slight stutter, was elegantly dressed, and had a sensitive and timid personality.

The other boys often made fun of him and sang behind him: Wittgenstein, how miserable, stumbling with every step; Vienna, how difficult the road is; the strong wind has blew my little heart crooked.

When Ludwig was in his third year at the technical school, a peer who was older than Linz entered the school. The father of this peer was an illegitimate child, and his biological father was unknown. He first took his mother's surname, Schicklgrube, and later changed it to his stepfather's surname.

Xian Yaowen smiled mysteriously, "I won't tell you what my stepfather's last name is yet. You should be able to guess it when I finish. For now, let's call this person of the same age Xiaobei."

Narcissus put the cigar into Xian Yaowen's mouth, then lit it for him, and said with a smile: "It's mysterious."

Xian Yaowen took a puff of his cigar and continued, "Xiaobei is a German. His family conditions are not very good. He is very thin and weak. When he was a child, he was often bullied by his classmates. He couldn't beat his classmates, so he could only keep the hatred in his heart.

Xiaobei is not very smart. Apart from having a certain talent for painting, his academic performance is terrible. He was even held back a grade in elementary school. So, although they are of the same age, Xiaobei and Ludwig are two grades apart.

Ludwig was a smart man and he studied very well. Naturally, he was regarded as a good student by his teachers at school and they would often talk about him. However, Ludwig was not complacent and he often mentioned that he was Jewish to motivate himself.

He probably did not think that the Jews were noble, but that the Jews had produced many thinkers. He had already developed an interest in philosophy at that time, and he probably used the examples of the sages to motivate himself.

Ludwig successfully entered the Technical University of Berlin to study mechanical engineering. On the eve of graduation, he became interested in aeronautics, so he went to the Victoria University of Manchester to pursue a doctorate. During his studies, he began to develop aircraft.

He did not build his own airplane, but he had a patent for a new type of propeller. When he studied the propeller in depth and wanted to design a jet propeller, he found that his math skills were too poor to support him to continue his research.

So he turned to studying the basics of logic and mathematics, and became fascinated by Russell's "Principles of Mathematics" and Frege's "The Fundamental Laws of Arithmetic".

Later, he visited Frege and wanted to study under him, but Frege introduced him to Russell.

Compared with mathematics, Russell's achievements in philosophy were greater. Russell solved Ludwig's frequent suicidal thoughts and also led a man who had the potential to become a great inventor onto the path of philosophy. "

Xian Yaowen took a sip of orange juice and continued, "At the end of last year, I visited Ludwig in Cambridge. He had a good impression of me and told me that if he was 20 years younger and his health was not so bad, he would probably pursue me."

"Pursuit?" Narcissus was dumbfounded and asked, "He likes men?"

"Ludwig also likes women." Xian Yaowen shook his head. "Who knows? I'm only interested in his ideas and copyrights. If the time is right, I will attend his funeral."

"Is he dying?"

"Ludwig himself felt that his time was running out. He once took out a scrapped old mechanical clock and asked his students when he was giving a lecture at Cambridge University: Is this a clock?
The students answered: Yes, it's just broken.

Ludwig said: If it can't tell us the exact time, can it still be called a clock?

He then asked the students to imagine that if this broken clock pointed to the correct time twice a day, would people gradually ignore its malfunction and even rely on the illusion it provided?

The student began to ponder.

Xian Yaowen paused deliberately to give Narcissus time to think.

"Ludwig went on to say that if all clocks were like this, would people gradually give up questioning the real world and only accept those illusions that were correct by chance?

There was silence in the classroom.

Ludwig paused for a moment and said: Language is such a clock. It is not a reflection of the world, but a tool of thought. When language is distorted and its meaning is tampered with, although it still works, it no longer leads to the truth.

People will gradually get used to these lies and lose their awareness of the truth.”

At this point, Xian Yaowen did not give Narcissus time to think, but changed the subject, "Xiao Bei is not a good student. He probably hates Ludwig, a rich, stuttering good student, and he hates the Jews that Ludwig always talks about.

Xiaobei's mother was a maid who worked in a relative's house and had an affair with the relative's husband. Their relationship was kept secret and even after the husband changed his wife, they continued their affair.

It was not until the new wife died and Xiaobei's mother became pregnant that the two were forced to get married. At that time, the man, Xiaobei's father, was almost fifty years old, and he had Xiaobei when he was fifty-two.

Xiaobei's family difficulties are caused by his parents' old age and loss of earning ability.

Before entering technical secondary school, Xiaobei's father had passed away, and his mother had to support the family alone, which was very hard. Since Xiaobei was not good at studying, he dropped out of school to reduce the burden.

Xiaobei dropped out of school, and his mother passed away within two years. He moved to Vienna, where he supported himself while pursuing his dream of being admitted to the Vienna Academy of Fine Arts.

He applied twice, but was rejected both times on the grounds that he was 'not suitable for painting'..."

"Wait a minute." Narcissus interrupted Xian Yaowen and asked tentatively, "Failed art student? Hitler?"

Xian Yaowen laughed, "I knew you could guess it."

Narcissus smiled and said, "This is too easy to guess. Who can't guess it?"

"Ludwig finished speaking to the students, then turned and wrote on the blackboard: Falsified language is not useless, it is dangerous. It does not destroy ideas, but shapes new false ideas.

We think language is a window to describe the world, but it may be a wall that blocks our eyes. Humans should be wary of language because it pollutes not the world but our thoughts. "

Xian Yaowen patted his thigh and stood up. "Ms. Xian He, please sit down. Today is not a good day. Expenses have to increase. I have to think about the dirty money."

"Ah."

Narcissus responded absentmindedly, her mind was thinking about what Xian Yaowen had just said. The names of Wittgenstein and Hitler kept flashing back and forth in her mind.

Giving Narcissus something to do, Xian Yaowen freed up his brain to think about how to plan out the security system field. Today, he had great ideas about eavesdropping devices and pinhole cameras. If he had these two things, he would have pinned down Lu Yuejing long ago, and there would be no need for passive defense.

The technology of surveillance cameras has long been mature. Now all that’s left is for someone to break through that layer of window paper and develop it in the right direction. Once magnetic tape is invented, the two things can be integrated to create a surveillance system that can record video.

Even if it's not for making money, just to save his life, he wants to get involved in this field.

As I was thinking about it, the phone rang.

"Mr. Xian, I'm free now and will send it to you right away. The Wuyang battery you wanted last time has arrived. Do you still want it?"

"A whole box?"

"We have boxes. How many boxes do you want?"

"I'll give you a box first. I haven't used it for a long time. I don't know if this brand is still good. If it works, I'll order from you next time."

"Then I'll send it to you right away."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Xian Yaowen picked up the intercom, "Xiaomian, is the team online? Over."

"Already online, channel three, Over."

"Notify them, there are six people in total including the sniper, the nest has been found, wait for news, over."

“Copy.”

"There's a woman delivering goods later, go meet her, Over."

Dozens of minutes later, Qi Longque and Xie Jingchen got in touch and learned that the other five people were in the charity cemetery in Shuo'e Lane. Gong Yang sent two people to keep an eye on both ends of Shuo'e Lane.

There are too many residents in Chinatown, and they have many gossips. What happens tonight will be known to the whole of Singapore tomorrow night. It would be better to take action on Oxley Road.

Someone is watching the other person's every move, so it's almost certain that they can get him. (End of this chapter)