"What a hero, I just want him to live..."

The sound of crying sounded in the lobby, in the funeral home, before the black and white, the words in the crying made everyone's hearts quiet.

There were no corpses.

On the cart pushed out, you can only see a set of clothes, not a shroud, but the clothes that have been worn, in the photo, the young man smiled shyly, that peaceful face is like any person who has passed by you and me, no one will think that this is a hero, and in the same way, no one will think how powerful he is, but...

Brother Zhang, who was not wearing a police uniform, was wearing a suit, a black suit, and appeared on this occasion very formally, facing Rong's mother's teary eyes, which were already slightly red and swollen, and facing her words, he couldn't say a word, and finally just bowed deeply.

In this country, defending the country should not be the responsibility of ordinary people, and if that happens, then their efforts will be meaningless.

"He's still so young..."

Beneath the sad countenance, under the muffled words filled with crying, there was a hint of resentment, why, why did such a young son die, what about those people? what about the others? why they...

It's obviously that kind of undeserved thoughts, but at this moment, her heart is full of these unkind thoughts, she only has such a son, one!

Brother Zheng, who was also wearing a black suit, did not adjust the somewhat tight neckline, his face was serious, as if he appeared in front of Rong Ningruo for the first time, seeing the smile of the person in the photo, he suddenly said: "I don't know if he is still smiling in the end." ”

This sentence doesn't mean anything, even if you smile in the face of death, what can you do, isn't it death after fearlessness?

Brother Zhang glanced at him, did not speak, and when he walked out of the hall, the two of them invariably breathed a sigh of relief, the air inside was too depressing, and there was no cold corpse, but it was strangely heavy.

"Is it really dead, will it be..."

Brother Zheng still has some extravagant hopes, even if it is so long, it is enough for them to confirm this death without a body, but...

"I don't think he will die so easily, I still see people quite accurately, the first time I saw it, I knew that kid was cunning. ”

A rough voice came to mind in the back, and the old man who was talking suddenly felt a chill down his spine, turned his head to look, only to find that it was an acquaintance, hehe laughed twice, and only felt inappropriate when he smiled, and he hurriedly straightened his lip line, and tried to make a decent appearance, as if he wanted to disguise himself as a wolf, and tried to hold a serious face, indicating that he was a serious wolf.

The feeling of wanting to laugh inexplicably was suppressed in his throat, Brother Zheng coughed twice, saw Lao Wei and the people around him, and asked, "You are here too!"

"Yes, I know one anyway, and if I know it, I'll come and send it off. The old man opened his mouth to speak, beside her, there was a strange face who was silent, Brother Zheng didn't say anything when he saw this, only glared at the old man with some warning, don't say too much in front of outsiders.

After all, the existence of the Bureau of Abilities is still a secret department.

The old man, who didn't know what the other party was thinking, thought it was the wrong thing just now, and wanted to laugh, but he pursed his lips again in the middle of the laugh, and the funny appearance made Brother Zheng feel that his throat was itchy again, and he coughed twice and held back his laughter.

Brother Zhang ignored their little lawsuit, and quickly left, Brother Zheng followed, and the old man watched them go, so he breathed a sigh of relief, looked at his friend, and said, "Let's go too, eat together!"

"Okay. Du Mingyan seems to have always been such a person, he can always find his presence when you need him, and when you don't need to, he will never bother you.

He'll be a great friend and will always be able to work together perfectly.

The old man put his arm on each other's shoulders, and the two quickly left the place full of crying, after going out, Du Mingyan glanced back, as if something was holding his eyes, this glance was a little long, causing the old man to greet him: "Let's go, what else to see?"

"Nothing. Du Mingyan hurriedly followed, there seemed to be a ripple in his dark eyes with that slight smile, looking at the back of the old man, his steps were a little hesitant for a while, his eyes fell on the other party's shadow, as if he saw something from the darkness, and accelerated his pace again.

The daylight is high, and the glass façade of the building reflects bright light, and some people who pass by below, if they look up, can easily be blinded by the brilliance, it is too dazzling.

At noon, most of the people went to eat, and the building seemed much quieter, some people did not leave, waiting for the takeaway to be delivered in the rest room, and some people ate early and wandered around.

"Hey, why don't you have a lock?"

The broken door on the top floor has not had time to replace it with a new one, someone found out, walked inside, the dust and sundries on the ground are not very attractive, but it is rare to come up, and I don't want to leave immediately, I walked to the edge, I experienced the feeling of climbing high and looking into the distance, and looked at the street scene looking down, and I went to see the four corners, and I only felt that there was a different taste.

"It would be nice if this place could be opened up and made into a small garden, I think other office buildings have such a small garden, get a glass roof, or don't get it at all, just get some soil and plant something, it must be very good!"

The girl who thought she had a good suggestion said this, and her eyebrows were a little eager to try.

"You just dream, it's beautiful. ”

While the two were talking, they didn't forget to take pictures with their mobile phones, not those clutter, but to take pictures of the sky street scene, as well as selfies, trying to find some comfort of their own during the lunch break.

All day in and out of this building, back and forth in a few places, no different from being in prison, many times, people are like this, either trapped in this place or trapped in that place.

Coming up unexpectedly, it is like letting go of the wind, making the mood infinitely better, and the feeling of being able to embrace the sky with open arms is really fascinating.

"Alas, I want to travel!"

"Let's take a vacation!"

"Come on, it's crowded, what else can you see?

"yes. ”

The journey of the soul ended here, my eyes fell to the ground, I saw those clutter, I thought of the office area downstairs, and all of a sudden, my heart fell to the ground.

"Hey, what is this?"

In the midst of the clutter, a small puppet lay quietly, as if it had once been cherished and played, but now it was full of cracks, as if it was about to break into countless pieces at any moment.

The girl picked it up with a tissue pad, wiped the dust, and touched it, and the crack didn't even exist, uh, only visually, but it couldn't be felt at all.

"It's wood, it's porcelain, and there's ice cracks. ”

"It looks like wood, but this luster is quite special. ”

Another girl came up, looked at it and found that it was indeed very special, and suddenly became interested, "Who threw this down, is there anything else?"

The eyes of the two people fell on the sundries on the ground, looked back and forth, and found that there was only one special item, and the girl who picked it up only felt lucky, and immediately took the puppet into her pocket, even if the ice crack on the puppet's body seemed a little terrifying, but, special, unique, and also some kind of value that people could not give up.

"I'm going to wash it in a moment and see what the hell is on it?" said the puppet's cracks, which could see some black marks in the cracks, as if they were stained with some dirt, and the girl's cleanliness fetish.

The other also agreed, and seeing that the time was not early, the two left.

In the afternoon, the workers who repaired the door came over, and when they saw that the door was broken, their eyes were a little strange, what kind of violent dismantling could achieve such an effect.

The property said that it was very wronged, and this kind of unfortunate thing is really as little as possible.

The door was locked again, the chains of the great locks silently rejecting visitors, and the two girls who could not reach the summit again were not disappointed, and the only trophy was placed in the home of one of them, like a handicraft, occupying a corner of the table, and quietly revealing a smile full of black cracks.

[I knew that this guy wouldn't be so simple. 】

The black silk hidden on its body is like a vine trying to cling to, however, it has made a wrong choice, and the existence of foreign objects cannot be hidden from the detection of the system.

[I don't know what the use is, but I'll submit it.] 】

I didn't do more to deal with the black silk that was sure to come from the "black soil", now that the system has found it, it will be submitted by it, this kind of thing, the harm left behind must be more than good, especially the other party can stay in his own unaware, it is really a little jealous.

[If you have to absorb any power, you must not have this kind of existence that may give birth to self-consciousness, in case it is dominated by anti-guests, it is really too late to cry. 】

Just like the power of time, if it is not mastered by himself at the beginning, and can be completely refined by himself later, he will not be absorbed into the soul, pure does not represent power, but pure must represent the complete self.

[Yes.] 】

The system's response is as mechanical as before, and many times, it is like a silent tool that only makes its own voice when called to use.

Previously, this could also be a matter of not being smart enough.

Later, this is probably the personal style of the system.

Anyway, I'm used to it, and I don't force change.

[In this way, it is up to you to choose the next world, I am also curious, what kind of world it will be, what kind of existence it will be.] 】

He has expectations for every world, like an unopened gift box, always making people imagine what the gift is.

The expectation of receiving a gift is sometimes more enjoyable than the gift itself.

[Okay.] 】

The system answers succinctly.

He closed his eyes and waited quietly for what kind of world he could see when he opened them, hoping that this time he would stay a little longer. 166 Reading Network