Xue Ling asked herself whether she was such a stupid person.

Bah, bah, how stupid am I?

Even if he is an undercover Jin Yiwei like himself, after getting the undercover information Jin Yiwei gave him, he conducted recitation review for half a month based on his fake identity, striving to be perfect. Whether it was dressing up or martial arts, he was completely in line with it.

The Jin Yiwei Xue Ling was very different back then, and now she is working as a cook in Xiaohun Inn. If one day Jin Yiwei really wants to promote himself as an unsung hero, then he will definitely have to bear the humiliation.

Xue Ling was definitely not stupid enough to still wear Jin Yiwei's flying fish robe and come to Xiaohun Inn to apply for Fang Bingqing.

But why would this deep-minded Ning Huaiyuan come to Xiaohun Inn to be a leader? Didn't he know that his identity was already on the Beehive's assassination list, and this commission was issued by the Huashan Sect.

"Could it be an empty city plan?" Xue Ling asked.

After all, she still remembers the empty city plan she saw when she was in Yanjing City. Prime Minister Zhuge was sitting high on the city wall, burning incense, playing the piano, wearing a feather fan and silk scarf, while calling the Sima boy who was so frightened that he ran away in panic and did not dare to enter the city even half a step.

Now, if Ning Huaiyuan also uses this kind of empty city strategy, then Fang will be deceived and suffer a big loss.

Fang Bi looked at Xue Ling: "Do you think it's an empty city plan?"

Xue Ling bit her lip lightly.

If it were him, he would definitely not dare to use the empty city strategy. After all, coming over in such a swaggering way would be equivalent to having four big words on his forehead: "Who dares to kill me?"

Even Wei Yan couldn't handle such a big flag. After shouting three times, Ma Dai struck with a knife from behind and his head fell to the ground.

Unless Ning Huaiyuan knew that the assassin who came to kill him was Fang, a pathologically cautious assassin.

But now Fang Bie is basically in the boudoir and no one knows him. What kind of attitude of fighting against the air is why he and Fang Bie want to play this empty city strategy.

Xue Ling shook her head: "I don't think so."

"Isn't that right?" Fang Bie smiled: "Look, even you think this is not an empty city plan. Ning Huaiyuan doesn't dare to come over in person, but he doesn't know what means to let an exquisitely disguised stand-in come to him to die."

"You think? Should I kill him?"

Fang Bi's words made Xue Ling really speechless.

"However, the intelligence says that he will come to Xiaohun Inn at noon today, and let us be ready by then." Xue Ling said reluctantly.

Fang Bie looked at Xue Ling and smiled: "The information also said that you would come to Xiaohun Inn to take up the position of Bee Wing on that day. Didn't I also not fully believe the order?"

Xue Ling couldn't help curling her lips. The experience that day almost left a lifelong psychological shadow on her. Almost at that moment, Xue Ling felt that she had no way out in life.

"The Hive's intelligence is not as reliable as you think, or in other words, the Hive's intelligence network is really powerful, but the intelligence is also hierarchical. We are not qualified to get the highest level of confidential information, only some well-known low-level intelligence.

"

"For example, Hive Intelligence said that a person suspected of being Ning Huaiyuan will arrive at our inn at noon today. If Ning Huaiyuan did come at noon today, then the intelligence is not considered incorrect."

"The intelligence does not care whether this person is Ning Huaiyuan or not."

"But whether we want to complete the task or not, we have to look at our own eyes and ears to confirm."

"All bees are individual individuals, not tools that obey the orders of the hive. There are thousands of flowers in this world, and the decision to collect flowers and make honey is ultimately decided by the bees, not the hive."

"But?" Although Fang Bie's words were clear and logical, Xue Ling still had to resist: "I know you are very cautious, but what's the use of being more cautious? Ning Huaiyuan has left, we didn't kill him

If you lose Ning Huaiyuan and don't get his head or token, then it means the mission has failed, isn't it?"

After all, the assassin's mission is to kill the mission target. Now, no matter whether that person is Ning Huaiyuan or not, the mission target has escaped and the mission has failed. What's the use of being cautious?

"Who told you that our mission failed?" Fang Bie said with a smile: "Didn't I tell you that we have only one mission, and that is to kill Ning Huaiyuan."

"Now that Ning Huaiyuan is not dead, why did our mission fail?"

Xue Ling felt completely confused by Fang Bi's brainstorming.

Xue Ling even felt that he should not be an assassin, but should take the imperial examination or work as a head catcher in Liumen, so that his meticulous thinking could be put into best use.

Being an assassin is really a waste of time.

No, Xue Ling always felt that Fang Bi was just a talkative assassin.

Maybe it was just because I saw Ning Huaiyuan's martial arts skills at the inn that he didn't dare to take action, so he was crazy about making excuses for his behavior afterwards?

At least full marks for logic, right?

"Our mission is to kill Ning Huaiyuan. Now that Ning Huaiyuan is not dead, the mission has not failed." Fang Bie repeated this sentence again. "For example, if we kill Ning Huaiyuan tonight, then the mission will be completed.

Already?"

Saying this, don't lower your head and take a big sip of egg drop soup.

Yes, he talked about it like eating soup.

"Where are we going to find Ning Huaiyuan!" Xue Ling said frantically.

For this man who is wanted for assassination, there is basically no place for stability in this world. Originally, the hive intelligence said that he would come to Xiaohun Inn today, but now that he is here, Fang Bie said it was false.

So where is it really?

"Really Ning Huaiyuan." Fang Bie raised his head and looked at Xue Ling: "Sanli Mountain Temple outside the city."

He spoke firmly and without any hesitation: "Eat first, and move around for half an hour after eating. If you can't move, you can make a round-trip route and plan for me, and then we'll set off."

Xue Ling black people asked: "What?"

He Ping had been eating vegetables and drinking soup quietly at the top, and then she opened her mouth and said softly: "Okay."

Xue Ling could only nod: "Yes."

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Xue Ling spread out the map of Luo City under the soybean oil lamp and carefully planned the course of action for this trip.

This is also Beewing's mission. Every time he goes to a place, he must walk through the streets and alleys and know every route well. Only in this way will it be easier for him to not get lost during execution and retreat.

It's really important not to laugh at an assassin who doesn't get lost.

Because there are too many assassins who like to get lost in this world.

At the Sanli Mountain Temple outside the city, Xue Ling quickly found the address Fang Bie mentioned. It was a lonely mountain temple on a hill. It was not very popular and was somewhat decayed. It was usually a gathering place for a group of beggars.

There doesn't seem to be anything unusual about it.

Could it be here? Xue Ling held the brush in her hand and licked the tip of the brush involuntarily.
Chapter completed!