Chapter 393 The Lost Past (Part 13) | Mission: Impossible: The Final Weapon ()
Chapter 393 The Lost Past (Part 13) | Mission: Impossible: The Final Weapon ()
In the office full of European classical style, the lights were turned off at this time.
Two old men were sitting in front of the TV. An ancient video equipment was connected to the screen, playing a movie with a somewhat blurry quality.
The heroine was very beautiful and had a curvy figure. She was fighting fiercely with a strong Russian man. She gasped from time to time and was covered in sweat. It looked like the battle was very difficult.
"So... you have watched it three times, Cassie." Diego's face turned red, "No, if you are too horny, I can ask two girls to watch it with you, just hold me What does looking mean?”
"...It shouldn't be." Kasinov said expressionlessly, "If...I had given this videotape to you before disappearing, it shouldn't have contained content like this..."
"unless……"
Kasinov pondered, slowly stood up, turned off the TV, and took out the cartridge.
"Uh, Cassie, what are you going to do?" Diego was stunned for a moment, then saw Cassinov holding the videotape high and smashing it into pieces with a "pop", "Fuck! What are you doing? Well?!"
"Sure enough..." Kasinov looked at the remains of the video tape that had been turned into pieces on the ground, frowned slightly, and pulled out a piece of paper that had been folded into small strips from the wreckage. "This is what I wanted to convey..."
"Let me just say, I've been watching this movie for nine years and I still don't see anything." Diego said bitterly.
Kasinov carefully controlled the inflexible prosthesis for daily use and opened the piece of paper. A paragraph was recorded on it.
"Destiny whispers to the warrior: You cannot withstand the storm. And the warrior whispers back: I am the storm."
"What does this mean?" Diego asked doubtfully.
"Beyond Good and Evil, a book by Nietzsche." Kasinov whispered expressionlessly, "Those who fight monsters should be careful not to become monsters. Because when you stare into the abyss from a distance, the abyss is also there. Staring at you..."
"Let me tell you, even if I see this note, I don't know what you want to express." Diego said speechlessly, "When did you learn to read? You used to only know how to kill people..."
"It's the same now." Kasinov gently put the note in his pocket. At this moment, he was thoughtful, "Do you know the nearest library from here?"
"Um, New York Public Library." Diego said hesitantly, "Don't tell me you're going to read there...wait, you mean?!"
"I must have left something there." Kasinov walked straight to the door. "I must get that thing back."
"Wait! Cassie!" Diego hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "You're not going to suddenly disappear again this time, are you? The Talosov family needs you!"
"I'm sorry... the Kasinov you knew is dead." Kasinov looked at Diego in front of him expressionlessly and said in a deep voice, "I'm just a ghost with his body... I don't whole."
"But...but..." Diego said eagerly, "Joseph is dead, and you are the most qualified person to inherit the family!"
"But you did better than Kasinov, Diego." Kasinov gently pushed Diego aside and walked out of the door. "If you need Kasinov himself to give you the right, then you can do it now." Already have it.”
"You're such a bastard! Cassie!" An angry roar came from behind Kasinov, "You made me wait for you for nine years! You finally came back, and you actually want me to continue to be in charge of you. The mess!”
"What the hell are you carrying!"
"I don't know." Kasinov paused and said softly, "I don't know, Diego, so I have to find it."
"I can accompany you to search! I am your brother! Cassie!" Diego said angrily, "You can stay! Let's search together! Can't we?!"
"I...have no way to come back here now. Because I am no longer Kasinov, Diego, I am a hammer." Kasinov's dead face seemed to be twitching slightly, " What I have to face is beyond what normal people can face... If you are really my brother, you should understand that I don’t want you to get involved."
"Although I don't remember who I am, but... I am very happy to have a brother like you."
"Take good care of yourself……"
"The Talosov family...is yours."
Kasinov left like a speeding chariot. Diego was left alone with his fists clenched in place, his face full of a mixture of annoyance, anger, and...reluctance.
He doesn't understand.
After nine years of confusion, I finally met my brother, only to find that he had lost his memory. But even the brother who lost his memory had the same tone as nine years ago.
In a daze, Diego seemed to have returned to that night nine years ago, the night when Kasinov entrusted his family to him.
Because of what Kasnov said before leaving...
Exactly the same as nine years ago.
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Half an hour later, the New York Public Library.
"I want to find a book."
The dusty Kasinov spoke to the librarian in a deep voice.
"what book?"
The librarian asked without looking up.
"Beyond Good and Evil, written by Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche." Kasinov said as the librarian typed on the keyboard, "I can't remember the specific date of the donation, it should be 2014. "
"Donor...Kasinov Talosov."
"Third floor, innermost, third row from the left." The librarian handed a note to Kasinov.
"Ah."
Kasinov took the note and hurried upstairs. It only took a short while to find the book.
As expected, the inside of the book was hollowed out, and inside, there was a photo, a USB flash drive, and a badge.
That is the crest of the Talosov family.
"Nine years ago..."
Kasinov pondered, looking at the same photo as in Diego's office, thoughtfully, then took out the USB flash drive and inserted it into the interface of his right hand prosthesis.
Inside, is a video file.
Kasinov silently opened the video file using the operating system. From the perspective of the prosthetic eye, a video box popped up.
That was me 9 years ago, still looking like a normal person, but with a gloomy look on my face.
"Diego, if you see this video, please don't come to me."
"I will participate in an experimental project of a secret organization... I want to avenge Boss. Father Viggo cannot die in vain."
"The people who killed Viggo's father were a Yan Nation killer codenamed 'No. 6' and the 'Night Stalker' John Wick."
"And they are not the only ones I want to take revenge on..."
"The culprit of everything, the one who forced Father Viggo to embark on the path of destruction, is the High Table, and the people behind them..."
"The Order of the Knights Templar."
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