Yue Shaoyi lay in the hospital for three days, and when he was discharged, it took a lot of effort to barely escape into a taxi parked on the side of the road due to a group of reporters chasing and intercepting him. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

[Fortunately, there was no strong Smallville with glasses among the reporters, otherwise I would not have been able to escape from the kind of reporters who would tear up their clothes and expose the uppercase S logo on their chests without saying a word.] He gasped and watched with apprehension at the hordes of zombies with cameras outside the car window, ah, reporters.

"Big brother driver! Hurry up! Get rid of the crazy people in the back! He closed the door, rolled up the window, and shouted to the driver.

The driver in the driver's seat looked very old and gray-haired, so he was simply called an old driver.

The old driver roared, and his blood seemed to be boiling. He expertly shifted gear, then slammed on the gas pedal in a rage, and the taxi engine let out a deafening roar. The tires rub against the ground at high speed.

Hum -

Taxis sped out like arrows off the string. Yue Shaoyi looked at this inconspicuous taxi in surprise and drove a Lamborghini.

"I rely on your speed, uncle!" He leaned back and slammed into his seat. And Xiao Jing was caught off guard and went directly through the car window, leaving behind in a daze.

Yue Shaoyi turned his head to look at the rear window and waved at her. Several reporters who had just been on the side of the taxi fell to the ground.

The uncle in the driver's seat laughed heartily: "Haha, the speed is okay!" I used to race bikers! It's the Akina Mountain Road over there! I don't want to see through this taxi, but the interior is all changed! He stretched out his hand and pointed out the window.

"Oh my God, no wonder." Yue Shaoyi threw the crutches aside.

"Young man, I think you're a little familiar, huh? Did it ever appear on TV? The uncle slowed down slightly, opened the front window, and lit a cigarette. Looking at Yue Shaoyi through the rearview mirror.

"Huh? Have it? I've never been on TV or anything. ”

"Ahh That's right! I remember! Are you the guy who saved people the other day? Spare your photos on TV! The uncle turned his head to look at him and asked curiously.

"Hey! Uncle! Look ahead! Red light! Yue Shaoyi reminded him loudly.

"Oh! That's right! I almost forgot to drive! I didn't see the old driver looking back, the car was under his control, and it stopped in an instant while speeding, and almost collided with the car in front.

"Are you the one? Is that the son of the deceased city hero? The uncle looked back at him with a cigarette in his mouth while waiting for the red light.

"Well, it's me. What, uncle, will you not take my money? Yue Shaoyi asked shamelessly.

"Ah...... Of course, the money still has to be collected. The uncle scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

"Alas......" Yue Shaoyi sighed in disappointment. [I thought I could brush my face.] ]

"I'm sorry, boy." The uncle turned his head and reached out the window and flicked the cigarette ash.

"Huh? No need to apologize, I should have paid. ”

"Not for that. I shouldn't have mentioned your father. After all, he just passed away not long ago, and it will remind you of the unhappy things again. The uncle whispered.

"Ah, it's okay. I don't believe in heaven or anything like that when you die, ...... It's better to be dead than alive. Take that man, for example, who always had a headache about the city's security during his lifetime, fighting criminals day and night, not even returning home, and dealing with blood and death almost every day. There's not much to do with that kind of life. What do you say, uncle? Yue Shaoyi looked out the window expressionlessly.

"Yes, it may be much easier to die than to live in trouble." The driver's uncle looked upwards with the cigarette butt he was about to finish smoking, with the expression on his face that he had seen many trivial things in life.

"Looks like you don't have a good relationship with your father." He turned his head to look at Yue Shaoyi, and at the same time pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray.

"Hmm...... There will always be contradictions between people. It doesn't matter what kind of relationship they have...... No matter how intimate it is, there will be. Some small contradictions may disappear in a few days, but some ......" Yue Shaoyi looked at the red light. [It's been a long time since this red light.] ]

"Do you smoke?" The uncle turned his head and handed him a cigarette, as if he didn't regard Yue Shaoyi as a 16-year-old minor at all.

"Huh? No. I haven't touched it in a year. Yue Shaoyi shook his head and said.

The uncle nodded and lit a cigarette again.

"I'm so grateful to your father." He said with a sharp drag on his cigarette. At the same time, the car was started slowly.

"What, did he save you or your family?" Yue Shaoyi asked suspiciously.

"Nope." Uncle Driver whispered.

"That ......"

Or rather...... He didn't get out. The driver interrupted him with a trembling voice.

The old driver turned his head to look at Yue Shaoyi and blinked, pointing to a photo posted on the front of the car. The photo shows a cute little girl smiling brightly.

"My daughter. Cute, right? The driver's uncle smiled kindly at the photo, but his expression was a little uncontrollable sadness.

"She left two years ago." The driver's uncle had tears in his eyes.

He sniffed and rubbed his eyes hard. "Don't look at my wrinkled face and gray hair, I'm actually only in my early thirties." He looked at me with red eyes and a smile.

"You say...... Didn't get out...... What is the meaning? Yue Shaoyi frowned and looked at him.

"Ah, you said that...... It was two years ago when a knife robber was chased by the police and forced into a kindergarten. He took three children hostage with a knife. Among them was my daughter...... "He pressed the half-smoked cigarette into the ashtray.

"Do you mean that case......" Yue Shaoyi heard about it although he was in prison at the time. [In this way...... One of the children killed by the gangsters suddenly went crazy at that time was ......]

Yue Shaoyi looked at him with some sympathy.

"Looks like you know that......" Uncle Driver rubbed his red eyes again, and he drove the car to look ahead. I hated the cops so much. How can they be so incompetent? That's my daughter! I was a professional race car driver and I was making a lot more money than I could do with a taxi...... But then I couldn't do it anymore, because every time I accelerated the car to the fastest speed, I remembered that my daughter used to sit in the passenger seat and scream and laugh, tell me to drive faster, faster......" The old driver whispered slowly and in a thick nasal voice. Yue Shaoyi saw him clenching his teeth in the back, trying to keep the tears from flowing.

"Your father came to see me at my daughter's funeral. I remember him constantly apologizing to me at the time, saying it was his fault. I was a pretending to be with him...... But it's ridiculous to think about it now...... What does my daughter's death have to do with your father? Your father was not in charge of the case and was not at the scene at all. But as for your father, he took all the tragedies that happened in this city as his fault, and he obviously did nothing wrong. Why did he apologize to me? ”

He turned his head to look at Yue Shaoyi.

"Young man, you are brave and far stronger than us grown-ups. But you're still young after all. I've actually said so much just to hope you understand that there is nothing in this world that needs to be carried by one person. I've seen a professor on TV who says you might be the new hope of this city, and I say that's bullshit! If the justice of the city is all guarded by one person, then there can be no hope for the city! The old driver said loudly.

Yue Shaoyi looked at his vicissitudes of life and his head full of white hair. What a great grief it is for a person who is not very old to become like this.

[I've never experienced that kind of pain.] ]

"Young man, I have never seen such a great man as your father in my life. Although I am only a poor driver, I have met a lot of people of all kinds. Truly, I've never seen anything like your father's. I've always scoffed at the media and whatever. But one thing, they were right. ”

"Your father, he's a hero." He looked back. "I don't know what kind of conflict you have with him, but you don't need to continue to stubbornly fight with someone who has already passed away...... Not to mention someone like your father. ”

Yue Shaoyi looked sideways out the window, and countless pedestrians flashed outside the window. The clouds in the sky were still drifting as usual.

[Maybe this uncle is right.] ]

"One more thing, young man, don't listen to the idiot professors on the news to be a vigilante! That thing is too dangerous! It's enough for us adults to carry all the heavy stuff in this city, and young people of your age should study hard! Then get into a good university...... Yunchuan University is not bad......" the uncle said. "After all, our city has no other shortcomings except for the serious security problem......" He said with a sense of pride that most Yunchuan locals would have.

"Ahem, that, Uncle Driver, I wanted to interrupt you from the beginning, but...... That one...... Haven't I told you where I'm going? Where have you been going?! Aren't you cheating on me?! What are you driving around all the time?! Isn't this a pit for my money! Yue Shaoyi asked loudly.

"Aha!" The old driver laughed heartily. "Where are you going? This guest? ”

"Ahaha!" He then laughed and said, "I've been in the industry for a long time, and I haven't met an opponent!" ”

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"Goodbye! Uncle! ”

"Hey! Slow down! Lad! ”

Yue Shaoyi said goodbye to the driver. Walk slowly on crutches.

[Maybe that uncle is right, I haven't been able to understand my father all along.] In fact, my impression of him is basically from those media reports. Heroes of the city or something. When he was at home, he didn't talk much, at least to me. In fact, I always thought that maybe I was the one who was adopted, not my sister. ]

Yue Shaoyi walked step by step on crutches, remembering the scene when he was still in prison with injuries. That day, his father and sister went to visit him, and Yue Shaoyi yelled at his father through the window.

"What kind of hero are you?! Why did half of the people in Yunchuan's largest prison be sent in by you personally?! It's all just a little gangster! Did you see that?! All those who came to me for revenge are dead! What kind of heinous criminals are they?! Even me, a 14-year-old junior high school student, can't be killed! You're a coward! Coward! You'll never be able to catch someone who should be caught! Instead, you sent me in with your own hands! You're nothing! Nothing the is not! You're not a hero! ”

What was that man's reaction? Angry? No, I don't. Sadness? It doesn't seem to be either. Yue Shaoyi only vaguely remembered that his father turned around and left with an expressionless face, leaving his sister crying and looking at him.

[I don't know anything about him.] It seems like it's always just a silent back. ]

Yue Shaoyi supported half of his body with crutches, took out the key from his pocket and opened the door.

[My sister naturally won't be at home, and it seems that she has something to do to go to school.] And the ...... Haha, she's probably running back. I've always thought that the ability of spirits to pass through entities is a powerful one. Now...... Obviously they can't get on the bus. ]

It's rare to be quiet.

Yue Shaoyi walked past the study on crutches. This is the man's private domain.

He had never been in, not even after his father had died. The man never let Yue Shaoyi and his sister in before his death, he would always lock himself in and lock the door.

Yue Shaoyi hesitated, but still pushed the door open. It's unlocked.

It's a little smaller than you think. In addition to a narrow single bed and desk, there is only a row of large bookshelves with many books neatly arranged. There are all kinds of books. However, it still accounts for a large part of it...... Yue Shaoyi saw Edgar Allan Poe, Sherlock Holmes detective collection, and Agatha's no survivors...... Ellery Quinn, Dixon Carr, Etsuko Nitoki, Conan Edogawa (hum, pseudo-reasoning, it's all routines...... ）…… Ah wrong, it's Edogawa Ranbu, Keigo Higashino, William Collins...... It's all mystery and crime fiction. Yue Shaoyi was surprised to see that there was a copy of One Piece sandwiched between them.

He pulled it out with all his might. [No wonder I can't find this one.] This man wouldn't take advantage of my absence to sneak into my comics...... Should...... No, I can't. ]

He saw several books next to each other on the stuffed and crowded shelves, but there were no names on the spine. Yue Shaoyi curiously took out the first book and flipped through it casually.

[This...... It seems to be a diary. Yue Shaoyi looked at the handwritten words, each stroke was neat and orderly, and the handwriting was vigorous and powerful.

He stepped back as if stepping on something.

Yue Shaoyi looked down and found that what he stepped on was a large pile of white paper rolled up and piled together.

He opened it and looked at it.

[This is...... Brush words? He turned his head to find a brush and an inkstone on the desk.

Yue Shaoyi looked at the diary in his hand and turned to the title page. I saw the words on it......

"The lamp shines brightly on the city,

Meteors can't shoot over our heads.

The hideousness of this steel jungle,

Shadows that are beyond the reach of the eye,

Hidden are traps laid by hunters.

But none of this can stop my generation from moving forward.

Like the thunder roaring in the sky,

In the end, it will not be the sunny weather that will come! ”

Yue Shaoyi said in a low voice.

[What the hell?] Come with me again. His tombstone looks like some great writer has died. Yue Shaoyi pouted.

[Forget it.] He closed the diary. Forcefully trying to insert it back in place.

Yue Shaoyi desperately pushed it in.

[Huh?] I seem to have pressed something......]

He listened, and there seemed to be a slight sound of gears turning.

Yue Shaoyi watched in confusion as the bookshelf turned, revealing a secret door that could be entered sideways.

[What's this?!] What's that? Is the author in his brain? And this kind of plot? Bruce Wayne's Bat Cave? This plot is too, isn't it?! ]