Chu Yan was not in a good mood recently, although for this old man, he had never been in a good mood in the past 20 years since he took the position of Night Walker Commander.
After all, there are too many problems to face, such as exploration of the reverse world and official duties in the fortress. Dealing with all kinds of people to ensure that the Night Walkers can get the resources and budget they deserve.
If possible, the old man would rather lead his team to explore the Reverse Realm like when he was young. Rather than facing those people with different ideas, he would rather fight with the Dark People.
At least the latter is purer. Either you die or I die.
As a commander, although survival is not the top priority, the endless gains and losses are wearing away the old man's patience.
And he has never had much patience.
Chu Yan likes the night.
At night, when there are not so many things to think about, he can sit alone on the terrace at home and enjoy the breeze, or water the flowers and plants.
So when his wife told him that someone was looking for him, Chu Yan snorted, "No."
His wife Song Qiao has been taking photos with the old man for more than 40 years, and she knows her husband's temper very well.
"Oh, then I'll go tell Ling Feng." Song Qiao said this deliberately, and then glanced at his old man.
Sure enough, Chu Yan turned around and said, "What? It's Ling Feng? Why didn't you tell me earlier? Old lady, don't do this next time. If you delay important matters, I will hold you accountable!"
Song Qiao covered his mouth and said cheerfully: "Yes, yes, you are the commander, you can make anyone confess, including me."
"poor!"
Chu Yan walked into his study and saw Ling Feng pacing back and forth on a holographic screen.
"What's wrong? Why do you have to come to me so late at night? Can't you handle it?" Chu Yan only has a daughter, no son. He treats Ling Feng as his own son. He knows the young man's ability very well. If there is no major incident, Ling Feng will not see him at this time.
"Commander, do you remember the boy who awakened a new class that I told you about last time?"
Chu Yan took out a pipe and stuffed some tobacco into it. "Remember, I've already told the city lord about this. Are you worried about the budget? Don't worry, the city lord has already approved it. We'll get the additional budget in half a month at most."
Ling Feng put his hands on the table
, leaning forward: "No, Commander. It's not about the budget. It's about that boy named Tianyang. His mother just had an accident and died in the black mine!"
Chu Yan was stunned for a moment, thinking back to Ling Feng's tone. The old man suddenly stood up like an angry lion: "Why, was his mother killed by someone?"
Ling Feng smiled bitterly: "It is most likely true. Although there is no evidence now, it seems that the lady was caught by the black mine suddenly. Although it was only a few days, unfortunately, she did not survive. This is a big blow to Tianyang. I have asked Lin Yang to investigate and see who the murderer is. The only thing I am worried about is that if the murderer is the one I think, according to Tianyang's temper, this matter will definitely not be resolved peacefully. In case of a conflict, we Night Walkers..."
Chu Yan seemed to understand. He sat back and lit his cigarette. “Aren’t there many people who have complaints about us Night Walkers? But after all these years, we are still standing. Ling Feng, remember what I said. The reason why Night Walkers is so powerful is because we treat every member as family.”
"Okay, Commander. I understand what you mean. I also hope to give justice to the lady named Nan Fei." Ling Feng saluted, "Then I won't bother you..."
"etc!"
Chu Yan interrupted the Chief of Staff and said, "What did you say just now, what was Tianyang's mother's name?"
Ling Feng's eyes flashed with surprise, but he still replied: "Nan Fei, is there any problem?"
"No." Chu Yan waved his hand. "That's it. I'm tired. You can handle it. Anyway, find the mastermind and tell me if you encounter any difficulties."
"Okay, Commander." After saluting again, Ling Feng's image disappeared.
Chu Yan blew out a smoke ring: "Nan Fei? Could it be that Nan Fei... If so, this child named Tian Yang must be his..."
Thinking of this, Chu Yan opened the drawer, took out a private communicator, wrote a message and sent it out: Check how many women named Nan Fei there are in the fortress.
Ten minutes later, the communicator received a reply: Yes, sir.
The old man then rummaged through boxes and cabinets, and finally shouted helplessly: "Old woman, where did you put the information files that Ling Feng sent me last time?"
Well, finding things has always been the commander's worst thing.
... ... ... ...
When I got home, it was already late at night. Tianyang got off the electromagnetic locomotive like a body without a soul. He opened the door, didn't close it, and threw himself on the chair.
He looked at the ceiling with empty eyes.
Thirty minutes after ending the call with Ling Feng, a car from the Fortress Hospital rushed to the black mine.
My mother's body has been taken away by them. They said that the test report will be available the day after tomorrow at the earliest.
After the hospital car left, Tianyang was in a daze and couldn't even remember how he got home.
Until now, he still had some unreal feelings, as if when he woke up tomorrow, his mother would walk in from that door and nag him to go to Night Walker to complete the resignation procedures.
But he knew that was impossible.
Mother... is really gone.
The distraught boy walked into Nan Fei's bedroom, gently picked up the blanket hanging beside the bed, folded it, and spread it flat on the pillow.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Tianyang saw a photo.
Nan Fei's solo photo.
The photo was taken ten years ago. Tianyang remembered that he borrowed the photo from Kaidi at that time and was eager to take a photo of his mother.
Nan Fei was reluctant at first, but later she couldn't stand Tianyang's pestering and reluctantly let him take a photo.
In the photo, the mother, who is in her early thirties, has a stern face and a faint scar on her forehead and arm.
The wound on his arm was caused when Tianyang knocked over a cup and fell off a chair when he was seven years old. Nan Fei hugged him, but her arm was pierced by the fragments.
The mark on his brow was left when Tianyang was nine years old and asked a group of nearby kids to throw stones at him. When Nanfei chased them away, one of them hit him on the head with a stone.
Looking at the photo, Tianyang suddenly realized that his mother had done so much for him and suffered so much.
But last time, after he talked back to his mother, he still hasn't apologized.
But now, there is no chance.
Some things, once missed, there is no chance to make up for it, and it can only become regret.
In the dim shed, there was no light, only the sound of sobbing could be heard...
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