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"If I'm not mistaken, you're currently experiencing some control issues with your mech. However, your mind is quite sharp; you're constantly adjusting. If we were to start over, you would last at least five more rounds than before. If we did it again, you could last another five rounds." Luo Hanyan smiled lightly, "A tough opponent. But even if your mech were to fully recover, you still wouldn't be able to beat me. So, there's no need to exert yourself."
Nie Qiuyuan said nothing, merely staring silently at him. So Luo Hanyan continued, "What are you looking at? The Aikido I just used isn't my strong suit; if I had used free fighting techniques, it wouldn't have taken this long. The one I care about is watching, so posture is important."
It was a blatant provocation, and I was left stunned by his words.
Come on, we just met! How did it turn into "the one I care about"?
Nie Qiuyuan stood up, brushed off the dirt from his clothes, and looked directly into his eyes. "Don't get ahead of yourself; she's my wife."
The tension in the air was palpable, and I couldn't quite understand what was happening between the two of them.
Luo Hanyan smirked and pulled out a card with his long fingers.
"Hmm, Ye Zhenzhen? This name is different from what I imagined. For some reason, it feels like your name should have another character in it. Intuition isn't my strong suit, but today I have this strange feeling that somewhere far away lies something very precious."
I sensed that he had some inexplicable doubts about himself as well, but when I saw what he was holding in his hand, all my confusion vanished in an instant. A surge of anger flared up within me.
Isn't that my ID? How did it end up in his hands?
"At this age, your wife?" Luo Hanyan asked disdainfully.
"Legal marriage age has been reached," Nie Qiuyuan replied coldly. The phrase "legal marriage age" sounded so out of place coming from him.
"You haven't even graduated from college, and you're getting married?"
"There's already a rule stating that university students cannot get married."
I was taken aback, feeling as if Qiu had specifically looked up the relevant provisions of the Marriage Law. Had he been plotting all along, intending to trap me with a marriage certificate first?
"Hmm? Not even a ring? That's quite inappropriate."
Luo Hanyan wore a mocking smile, clearly not taking Nie Qiuyuan's words seriously at all.
Nie Qiuyuan did not back down in the slightest. He looked directly into his opponent's eyes and said earnestly, "She was my beloved wife in her past life. We shared decades of love and deep affection. In this life, she will still be my beloved wife. No one can take her away from me."
I broke out in a sweat. Although everything he said was true, who would believe such words? It would be a miracle if they didn't think he was insane.
To my surprise, Luo Hanyan listened intently. After pondering for a moment, she suddenly turned to me.
"Your husband from a past life? Hmph, after decades of being with one man, you must be tired of it. Why not switch to another man? Be my girlfriend for a month while I sort things out here, and I'll take you to Vienna."
"I won't go," I replied firmly. "I won't leave him."
How could I allow such a ridiculous situation to continue unfolding?
Luo Hanyan smiled lightly, flicking her fingers as my identification card landed steadily back in my palm.
"Zhenzhen, don't speak so definitively; the future is filled with endless possibilities. Zhenzhen, you will come looking for me; the scent of your blood tells me so."
Luo Hanyan turned around and casually tossed out, "Zhang Yang, I hope we can work well together," before strolling out of the Specimen Room without looking back.
Nie Qiuyuan coldly watched him leave. Once his figure disappeared, he reached out and pulled me into his embrace.
"Have you lost your mind? You just jumped into a fight without saying a word!" I couldn't help but feel quite dissatisfied with his impulsive behavior today.
"I hate him."
"Hey, this should be your first meeting, right? You don't even know him, and you just start fighting? Do you even know who he is?"
"IP, Falcon," Nie Qiuyuan spat out bitterly.
It dawned on me that the one whose mind was short-circuited wasn't Qiuyuan, but me. We had talked passionately for half the night about the Shadow Warriors, yet I completely forgot to ask what Luo Hanyan's codename was, what he specialized in, or what classic cases he had. Luo Hanyan seemed completely unfazed by my lack of emotional intelligence; even when mentioning "Falcon," he spoke as if it were someone else's story.
Falcon? My heart suddenly raced; this was truly an extraordinary individual!
From the gossip I had gathered, all the personnel within the IP organization had various rankings in different categories. I didn't know who compiled these rankings, but some were quite bizarre—like IQ rankings, martial arts rankings, marksmanship rankings, professional accuracy rankings, appetite rankings, and fashion sense rankings. Yet there was one person who consistently ranked in the top three regardless of the criteria used: Falcon.
At that moment, I imagined Falcon to be an elegant gentleman around fifty years old. To my surprise, he turned out to be a young handsome man. The world is indeed full of wonders! And today, I had unintentionally encountered such a legendary figure—how could that not stir excitement within me?
"How do you know he's Falcon? By the way, why did you call us here in the middle of the night?"
I had no awareness that today's mission was supposed to be top secret because we had long distanced ourselves from this world. With decades more life experience than ordinary people, we couldn't be judged by normal standards.
"A very large International Terrorist Organization has infiltrated here. Their next operational plan seems to involve using our city as a base. Based on their previous actions, this plan is likely to be extremely dangerous. We just discussed some counter-strategies, but the tactics designed by various parties have issues—serious ones. I need to clarify each point with them, which is why it took so long."
I couldn't help but smile. Although Qiu didn't fully understand this world yet, his logical reasoning and strategic planning skills were a purebred's accumulation over decades. In this world, normal people simply couldn't compare.
I couldn't help but feel pity for those Criminals; from now on, their lives would not be easy!
"So, even Interpol is involved?" I asked with a smile, not at all worried about this operation.
"Yes, and three people came. All of them are Shadow Warriors. Shadow Warriors usually operate solo, so joint operations are quite rare. Therefore, the mission is still pretty complex and dangerous."
I felt a surge of excitement, a long-lost thrill bubbling within me.
"But how do you know he's the Falcon?"
"The confidential meeting earlier was with the Sword. So we know that the people who came are the Sword, the Mermaid, and the Falcon. We've met the Sword before; the Mermaid is female. That leaves only the Falcon."
Nie Qiuyuan paused for a moment before continuing bitterly, "The Falcon is said to be the most elusive among the Shadow Warriors, least likely to socialize. No one knows his real name, origin, or background—he really knows how to keep a low profile..."
"Wait..." I interrupted Qiu in surprise. "Isn't he called Luo Hanyan?"
"Luo... Hanyan? Did he tell you that?"
"Yeah, he introduced himself right away..."
Nie Qiuyuan gasped for breath and slumped onto the sofa.
"Why do you hate the Falcon so much?" I asked cautiously. Even though Luo Hanyan had acted strangely before, inexplicably showing me some kindness and saying nonsensical things, we had talked for most of the night, and Autumn should not have known about it.
"I just found him annoying at first sight, and the more I saw of his actions, the more I disliked him. It's because he reminds me too much of someone—someone I care about."
"Honestly, you've only met a few people..."
As I spoke, a sudden realization struck me. That's right, he had only met a few people! So perhaps it wasn't this world that bothered him, but rather the Tang Dynasty.
I stood up, feeling that there was something about Luo Hanyan that seemed familiar—a memory deeply cherished in my heart, one that I longed for and missed.
Suddenly, an image flashed through my mind of an eagle soaring freely in the sky. In my heart, eagles had always represented the spirit of freedom, beings closest to the sun.
This image resonated inexplicably with what lay buried deep within me.
"It's not him," I said, lifting my head. "He doesn't know me and has no memories of you and me."
Nie Qiuyuan let out a soft sigh.
"Memories aren't that important. If this is destined to be, then no matter how things change or where we are, the obsession within our souls will push him forward, spending a lifetime chasing after you. The essence of life is something that cannot be resisted; I'm no different."
I felt a mix of emotions—hoping it was him yet wishing it wasn't. Clearly, in this life, fate had shown the Falcon too much compassion and favor. No matter what happened, his life would undoubtedly be extraordinary. Just thinking about that brought warmth and comfort. But if it truly was him, how could I ever repay the debts of gratitude from my past life?
“Zhenzhen, you’ll be graduating in a year, right? After graduation, come be by my side. Let’s be partners, how about that?” Nie Qiuyuan skillfully changed the subject, pulling my attention back.
“Huh?” Why did he think of that?
“During this time, I’ve gotten familiar with the work here and gradually realized it’s just too easy, too simple. I can outperform them by a lot, and if you join me, we’ll be even stronger. We can do the things you love together, experience more, and reach higher places, just like in our past life. Doesn’t that sound good?”
I felt a spark igniting within me.
Yes, we are different from ordinary people. We have decades of valuable investigative experience in our minds, combined with the various high-tech conveniences of this era. What could possibly defeat us?
“Sure! I really hope to graduate soon!” I replied happily.
Hey, Twenty-First Century criminals, it seems like… you’re in for some bad luck!
“But…” Qiu gently embraced me and placed a soft kiss on my forehead under the warm morning light.
“Zhenzhen, we still have some preparation time. Tomorrow morning, we’ll need to enter combat mode. This operation will last at least a month, and during this time, I’m afraid I won’t have many opportunities to see you. So… tonight… come over to my place, okay?”
My face flushed instantly. I never expected that being nestled in the arms of the man I had spent a lifetime with would make me feel this shy.
What did this guy want? How could I not know?
I looked at him with a flushed face and sensed his inner turmoil and conflict. His expression clearly conveyed that I needed to take the first step!
So a wave of pity surged in my heart. This was someone I was closest to; how could I let him worry so much?
"Don't worry..." I said softly to him, "I'll wait for you..."
Qiu raised his eyebrows, wrapping his arms tightly around me and spinning me around like a carefree youth.
"Then you should go back to class first. After work, I'll come pick you up right away."
When I returned to school and walked into the classroom, it was still early. There were hardly any students inside, just one or two top scholars buried in their studies.
It suddenly hit me that I hadn't had breakfast yet.
In my usual seat, where the drawer was etched with Nie Qiuyuan's name (I vandalized property, and looking back now, it seems incredibly childish), there was a corner of exquisite Tiramisu cake (who named this cake "Take Me Away"?), along with a can of coffee.
Who was so thoughtful?
Underneath the coffee can lay a red note, embossed with a dark golden falcon.
"Tonight is our night of revelry. You will witness something special; I promise your heart will race with excitement. Come on, the Sword and the Mermaid will be there too. Aren't you curious? I'll pick you up at five in the afternoon."
I set down the coffee can and sighed softly, casting my gaze out the window.
The intense sunlight of summer pierced my eyes, making it hard to open them; the sky was brilliantly clear. Suddenly, I felt a strong sensation that on such a radiant day, even if aliens were to appear, it wouldn't be surprising at all!
(The End)
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