Female president's private killer

Hey! Why are you walking so fast! I haven't seen clearly

The beauty was fleeting. Duan Tiandao had to touch his nose bitterly and began a routine inspection on the first floor. As a professional killer, it is very important to understand his residence, such as how many exits there are, where to hide and surprise, where to have tools that can kill people, etc.

After seriously turning the first floor, Duan Tiandao came to the door of his room.

There are three rooms on the first floor, one is the bathroom with bathtub, one is the utility room, and another room is his room. Just standing at the door of this room, Duan Tiandao has begun to express his satisfaction with his residence.

Nothing else, just look at the wooden door twice as big as the ordinary bedroom door, and you know that the area inside is definitely not small.

"Click."

Duan Tiandao unscrewed the door, only looked at it, turned his head and closed it again.

Standing at the door for a long time, he opened it again. This time he didn't close the door. He just said three words very hard: "fuck!"

His expectation is good. The room is really not small. It is very luxurious to have 50 square meters as a bedroom, but the problem is why there is only a single marching bed less than half a meter wide in such a large room?

If only the bed is small, it's a big deal to buy a big one after paying your salary, but now there's nowhere to put a double bed in this 50 square meter bedroom?

Looking around, there was only one thing left in the room except the poor marching bed.

Books.

There are all kinds of books, stacked neatly from the left corner to the right corner. The height is basically flush with Duan Tiandao's shoulder. Fortunately, it is very considerate in the middle, leaving a channel for him to squeeze through.

The menopause just said

Aren't some books?

There are more than a thousand NIMA books!

Shit, you think I'm Tang Sanzang from the eastern Tang Dynasty. I'm here to learn from you, right?

Fortunately, Duan Tiandao has seen much more difficult things in the past. Compared with sneaking into the villa of bodyguards, and pretending to be a suitor to get information from the ugliest maid around the target, this is nothing.

I just didn't think it's really not easy to be an ordinary person

The killer's work efficiency has always been quite high. Duan Tiandao immediately began to check the books in his room.

After scanning carefully, Duan Tiandao was speechless for a while.

These thousands of books contain only one content.

Tea ceremony.

Tea ceremony is an intermediary culture of China, also known as carrier culture. It is a kind of comprehensive culture with a certain medium as the carrier and the purpose of reflecting Chinese traditional ideology, morality and humanistic spirit.

These two words seem very simple, but in fact, they contain all kinds of contents, broad and profound.

Duan Tiandao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought it was magnetic levitation technology, the existence of four-dimensional three-dimensional space and the derivative science of Einstein's theory of relativity

He did little research on these forward-looking technologies.

The books in front of me don't contain as much as the old man said in a year.

Duan Tiandao could not help sighing when he thought of the old man who wore a long green shirt and had three wisps of long beards all day.

Who could have thought that the seemingly floating old man was the legendary mystery of the world's killer... Who could have thought that the greatest hobby of this legendary figure was storytelling

Duan Tiandao always doubted that at the beginning, the old man took himself as an apprentice. Maybe he just wanted to find a loyal audience.

However, he still had to admit that the old man not only had excellent killing skills, but also had a heinous knowledge. In the two hours of storytelling at noon every day, we can talk about astronomy, geography, politics and economy.

More importantly, Duan Tiandao will be beaten as long as he dozes off!

Old man Tianji has a good habit of drinking tea every time he tells a story, and changing different varieties every time. Over the years, there are no top tea products that Duan Tiandao has never heard of or drunk.

Just in front of you

Shit!

So he didn't bother to read these books. Yawned and was about to make up for a nap, his eyes suddenly fixed on a corner by the bed, where there was a book with a colorful cover with six big characters: "collection of Andersen's fairy tales"!

Oh, oh!

I haven't seen this!

Duan Tiandao was like a hungry man throwing himself on bread and began to absorb this completely unknown field of knowledge.

"Dong Dong."

I don't know how long it took, there were two soft knocks at the door: "Hey! Don't concentrate too much. It's already evening... Come out and eat when you're hungry. If you're tired, you can practice driving. "

Ah!

It's all night!

The enjoyment of being immersed in the spiritual world is really unconscious

Sure enough, it's still red fruit!

Duan Tiandao suddenly came to the spirit and wanted to jump out of the door with an arrow. As a result, he was stuck by the book. When he opened the book stack and opened the door, there was no figure outside the door.

There was no figure of hongguoguo everywhere, so Duan Tiandao had to come to the hall bitterly.

There are four family buckets on the table. It's obvious that Duan Tiandao missed a meal at noon, but it's not a big problem to eat four at this meal!

Duan Tiandao hugged one and opened the lid to eat. But when I looked inside, I was stunned.