late at night.
Chen's old house.
"013... 000..." Chen Xian was half lying on the bed, flipping the two metal plates in his hand, as if trying to find some clues from these two insignificant plates, his eyes were full of deep thought, "Is there really a connection between us...or do we come from the same place..."
The orange-yellow light of the desk lamp was slightly dim, and it looked a bit dull, but in this kind of rainy night, this dull light made the bedroom much warmer, and seemed to dispel a lot of spring cold.
Chen Xian didn't feel sleepy at all. The more he studied the two metal plates, the more energetic he felt.
There was no mistake in his memory. The "013" metal plate brought out from the mental hospital was exactly the same as the "000" metal plate he left behind when he was abandoned, whether it was the details, the texture, or the level of workmanship. It's all the same.
Then there is at least a 90% possibility that the two metal plates came from the same place.
"013... The mental hospital... No... It's not the mental hospital... It should be the mysterious organization hiding behind... The metal plate should come from them..." Chen Xian said to himself, with a dazed expression on his face, as if he didn't really want to To face the fact, "Do I have anything to do with them?"
At this time, Mu He, who was sleeping in Chen Xian's arms, suddenly moved. She seemed to be awakened by Chen Xian's voice, and muttered in her mouth.
"Go to sleep, I'll turn off the light now..." Chen Xian said hastily turned off the desk lamp, put the two metal plaques on the bedside table, and tucked them into the quilt lightly.
Mu He is still the same, he always likes to cling to Chen Xian, especially when he goes to bed, he wants to hug him.
It seems that what happened last night cast a shadow on Muhe. She was afraid that when she woke up, she would see Chen Xian lying in a pool of blood. , Muhe will be very scared.
"You don't think I'm your mother, do you?" Chen Xian murmured in a very low voice.
Mu He didn't seem to hear it. He still buried his head in Chen Xian's arms and fell asleep peacefully. His eyelashes trembled with his breathing. The soft breathing sound seemed to have a hypnotic effect, and Chen Xian fell asleep after listening to it for a while. Sleepy, although he is still not used to someone clinging to him like this, but...
Think of it as coaxing children.
Chen Xian yawned for a long time, closed his eyes and fell asleep slowly.
…
On a flight to Ningchuan City, Fatty Huo sat in the first-class cabin he bought at a special price to recharge his batteries and planned to sleep well on this quiet rainy night. After all, there were so many things to do the next day. Busy, it's okay not to rest.
But a young man next to him had no eyesight, and kept babbling non-stop, so loud that Fatty Huo almost killed himself.
"Can you shut up? Huh? Can you shut up?!"
Fatty Huo tried his best to lower his volume, like a ghost who just crawled out of hell, fiercely strangled the young man's neck, his eyes were bloodshot.
"Say one more word! I'll throw you off the plane immediately!"
The young man sitting next to Fatty Huo was surnamed Lu, and his real name was Lu Yisheng. He was a member of the detection department dispatched by his superiors to Fatty Huo.
He is also in his early twenties, looks very energetic in sportswear, has particularly big eyes, and looks like an honest and responsible kid overall, but now... Fatty Huo has the heart to kill him!
This grandson's mouth is too broken!
Seeing that Fatty Huo was really angry, Lu Yisheng hurriedly begged for mercy: "Don't! Can't I just stop talking!"
"Be careful!" Fatty Huo glared at him, let go of his hands and lay back to sleep, but he heard the young man still muttering softly.
"Leave me down...you dare to open the cabin door and I'll call you daddy...you'll know how to bully me..."
"If it wasn't for murdering and breaking the law, I would have done you right now!" Fatty Huo stared at him like a corpse, his teeth were about to gnaw, "Sooner or later, I will sew your mouth shut!"
Being so frightened, Lu Yisheng didn't dare to say anything for an instant.
Seeing his cowardly behavior, Fatty Huo immediately became angry, he only felt that his life was gloomy, and his official career would be delayed by him for the rest of his life.
"Fortunately... Few young people of this generation are as fucked up as you are..." Fatty Huo kept comforting himself, and leaned back heavily, his neck "strangled" by the U-shaped pillow suddenly enlarged twice, and the whole body His face seemed to be swollen like a balloon, but he didn't seem to feel uncomfortable, instead he smacked his lips and said, "Be quiet for me. When we get to Ningchuan, I'll find someone to teach you!"
"Give me lessons?" Lu Yisheng smiled disdainfully, and the nature of the little hooligan was immediately exposed. "My lord, I have been in the circle for so many years, and I really don't know who can teach me."
Fatty Huo didn't say much, and slapped him on the head back.
"Who are you?" Fatty Huo asked him very kindly, instead of the angry expression on his face, he looked very kind and harmonious like a spring breeze, "Just say one more word, and I will teach you a lesson now. ?"
"Don't stop! You're the master! I'm the grandson!" Lu Yisheng shrank his head, blinking his big innocent eyes, "Uncle Huo, are we being demoted if we go to Ningchuan?"
Hearing this, Fatty Huo rarely became serious.
After a long silence, he said slowly, "It's not a demotion, it should be a promotion."
"Are you sure?" Lu Yisheng was a little disbelieving, with a resentful expression on his face, "A place like Ningchuan is comparable to our capital city? This assignment is not a mission, so I can't tell. We're going to be there for the rest of our lives!"
Fatty Huo shook his head and said: "The domestic situation is very chaotic now. The branches established in the major first-tier cities are almost unable to withstand it. If we don't increase the number of people in the provinces, there will be more and more troubles."
"So we were sent out?" Lu Yisheng looked a little unhappy, holding a coin-like object in his hand, "But it's okay, it's better to be a chicken head than a phoenix tail. There are too many people, and it’s not easy to get ahead.”
"You only think about these fame and fortune? Can't you do something else?" Fatty Huo glared at him angrily.
"Hey, aren't all young people nowadays like me?" Lu Yisheng smiled, "Fame and wealth can be eaten as food, why don't you want them?"
Fatty Huo sighed, suddenly remembered that Chen Xian who seemed to have no desires, and couldn't help but shook his head.
In fact, he knew that Lu Yisheng's words were correct. After all, people are people, whether they are aliens or ordinary people, they all have a very strong desire for fame and fortune.
To be honest, Chen Xian is a real outlier. He seems to be indifferent to everything, as if he is out of tune with this world, as if there is nothing that can attract him...
"Attract him..." Fatty Huo suddenly muttered softly, with a troubled expression on his face, "That kid won't let him in... It turns out that the department has thrown olive branches at him many times... But he didn't Promised..."
"What did you say?" Lu Yisheng asked curiously, as if he didn't hear Fatty Huo's words.
Fatty Huo shook his head and said, nothing.
After a few seconds, Fatty Huo suddenly spoke again, and asked Lu Yisheng tentatively, "Young people like your generation, what do you like most?"
Lu Yisheng replied without hesitation: "Money."
"Except for this." Fatty Huo said, and subconsciously took out the cigarette case in his pocket, but suddenly realized that he was still flying in the sky. In order not to discredit the Bureau of Secrets, he put the cigarette case back again, "except Money is more important than fame and fortune, is there anything you like and are interested in?"
Hearing this profound question, Lu Yisheng couldn't help but fell into deep thought. He slowly put his hands on the blanket covering his thighs, and kept turning his left and right thumbs, showing a posture of a thinker.
After thinking hard for a second, he came to a conclusion.
"Woman." Lu Yisheng replied firmly.
Fatty Huo didn't hesitate, and slapped him, knocking him and his blanket on the ground.
"Are you making fun of me?" Fatty Huo glared at him viciously.
The stewardess rushed over upon hearing the sound, opened the door curtain and glanced at the two of them.
"Gentlemen, please keep quiet, it's rest time, other passengers have to..."
"Sorry, sorry!" Fatty Huo apologized hastily, with a smile on his face, "Just now he sleepwalked and fell to the ground, he really caused you trouble, I'll let him be quiet right away!"
Hearing this, the stewardess nodded and said good night, then put down the curtain and went back to rest.
Lu Yisheng covered his face and crawled back to his seat, looking at Fatty Huo with aggrieved eyes: "Why did you hit me! I want to complain to my superiors about your abuse of violence!"
"Do you believe me if I give you another kick?" Fatty Huo asked calmly.
Lu Yisheng fell silent.
"I shouldn't fucking ask you..." Fatty Huo sighed unrequitedly, and put on the blindfold as he lay back on his seat, as if talking to himself, his voice was very soft: " Hope everything goes well...”
"Well, I hope everything goes well." Lu Yisheng said sullenly.
After two seconds, Fatty Huo spoke again.
"Do you want to die?"
"… Ok?"
"If you secretly give me the middle finger again, I'll stick your finger off!"
"..."