This is the second time that Jiqi has seen this girl who holds the power of life and death, the previous time was in that town guard mansion, she commanded countless strong men to turn her office all over the sky, as if she was the empress standing on the throne, all under her scepter are his people, and they should obey her orders. At that moment, Jiqi felt that the girl seemed to be far away from everyone, and everyone could only bow down under her skirt. But this time was completely different, Ji Qi looked at this girl like the eldest sister of the underworld up close, she was slim under the headlights projected like a sharp sword, thousands of golden hair fluttering in the sea breeze, bright and agile eyes bent. She gently stroked her messy ear hair, as if she was silently tugging at someone's heartstrings.

"It's a pleasure to meet again, interesting Admiral." The girl bent down slightly, and said things that others could not understand. But Jiqi knew that it was the bad thing he said when he parted last time, a secretary general who called the other party interesting, and a commander who fought back with an interesting one. I didn't expect that after so long, the other party didn't seem to forget it at all, and took it out to ridicule.

"yes, interesting Secretary-General." Jiqi responded unceremoniously, yawned in a daze on Noah's Ark on his back, and continued to put his arms around his admiral's neck, leaning sideways on his shoulder, and she was draped over a brand-new admiral's suit, the wide clothes wrapped the girl's petite body well, which Jiqi was afraid of her catching a cold after getting off the ship.

"Then these should be your ship's mothers, right?" The avant-garde tilted his head and looked at the three girls standing behind the boy with a smile, and a friendly light danced in his eyes.

Except for Saratoga, who was timid in the face of strangers, Lexington and Wales all looked at the secretary general in front of them with a serious face, and there was a mother-beast vigilance in their eyes. Because they could clearly feel the relationship between the Admiral and this girl they did not know, the secretary general of the Governor's Mansion would lead a convoy to greet a new Admiral at four o'clock in the morning for no reason, and if there was some ulterior between them, they would not believe it!

"I'm the aircraft carrier Lexington of the secretary ship and the marriage ship." The gentle wife bent down to introduce herself first, she pronounced the words clearly, but deliberately bit the word "wedding ship". Under the reminder of her own sister, she was extremely wary of this secretary general who had nothing to do, because she could clearly perceive that the other party's eyes were very abnormal when he looked at Jiqi, and there seemed to be feelings that transcended friendship in it. As the wife of the main room, she has the right to let these cats and dogs who try to contaminate the admiral know that they are in trouble.

"Marriage ship Wales." The blonde-haired knight girl coldly spat out a few words, looked at the girl in front of her like a fire butterfly with fierce eyes, and seemed to tell her silently that if you want to get the Admiral from me, ask me about the long sword in my hand first. Her tone was cold, like a majestic warrior on a horse, she pulled out the sword in her hand, and the cool sword aura slashed across the opponent's cheeks, making the intruder lose the courage to approach.

"I ...... I'm the Admiral's sister-in-law, Saratoga. The timid girl pinched the corners of Jiqi's clothes and raised her hand tremblingly, she was in front of the avant-garde, like a rookie who had never been on the battlefield and met a ruffian, although the corners of the other party's mouth were raised, with a polite smile, but she could feel the aura from the other party's eyes, which was the calmness of the superiors, as if there was a lazy sense of "the world is so big, why haven't I died". And as soon as she saw the secretary general in front of her, Saratoga's mind recalled the fierce appearance of the underworld sister who took out a gun and put it at the other party's head without saying a word.

Thinking of this, Saratoga suddenly felt that his legs were a little weak, for fear that the other party would be unhappy, so he took out a pistol and shot himself in the head, and his brain collapsed in an instant, and he couldn't afford it. Although she knew that it was just her own delusion, the fierce anger between the other party's eyebrows still made her dare not look at her.

Avant-garde raised an eyebrow, and with memories and introductions, she quickly identified everyone. The flaxen-colored girl with a gentle smile was the aircraft carrier Lexington, and the younger looking girl hiding behind her was Saratoga. Standing on the side with an unhappy face was the battle column Wales, and lying on the back of Jiqi and falling asleep was the most mysterious Noah's Ark. This information had appeared on her desk a few weeks earlier, including photos of each of them, which she had carefully read and memorized.

Sure enough, these two wedding ships are fierce rivals! The avant-garde sneered in his heart, pulled the car door, and let Jiqi and his party get into the car. With too many people to squeeze into a car, Lexington and Wales looked at each other and seemed to communicate silently. They quickly decided to have the Admiral take Wales and Noah's Ark in the back of the first car, while Lexington and his sister pulled open the door next to them.

The doors closed, the xenon lights of the black car suddenly lit up, and six bright light beams pierced the black curtain, accompanied by the roar of the engine, sending the distinguished guest who had arrived in the early morning to the town guard mansion where the admiral was waiting for the arrival of the admiral. The Shanghai breeze was howling all the way, and it seemed like a huge orchestra was singing.

The convoy sailed along the pier into the city, bright neon lights flashing on both sides of the road, bars and nightclubs mixed with many snack bars opening their doors to welcome the crowds of people on the streets. They carried bottles, drunken breaths from their noses, their faces flushed with erosion, and staggered down the street with catwalks. It is clear that most of the people who are still roaming the streets are drunk prodigals, and everyone is addicted to this world of drunkenness.

Jiqi frowned slightly, as if he hated these drunkards. After all, as an admiral, his first rule is to ensure his sobriety at all times, watching this group of drunks on the street, sparks are beating in the corners of his eyes.

"You want to say they're a bunch of useless scum, right?" The avant-garde, who was sitting in the front row, saw the disgust between Jiqi's eyebrows through the rearview mirror, and she explained softly, "Actually, it's not what you think, today is the summer festival of Troy, which is a grand annual celebration festival, and during these three days, the whole city has no rest, which you can understand as a carnival for the whole people." ”

"That's why there are so many drunks on the streets?" Set prayer looking out the window.

"Yes, in fact, most of them are the patrolmen and gendarmerie in the city, because only in these days can they easily vent, and drinking is their best choice." Avant-garde replied.

"Aren't you afraid that they will make trouble when they get drunk?" When he was a child, he had seen countless cases of drunken beatings of passers-by, most of them were the children of nobles from certain families, who drove on a rampage in a horse-drawn carriage when they were drunk, and even if they injured people at most, they would lose money, and the gendarmerie and patrol police patrolling the road had nothing to do with them.

"They have to have that guts first." The avant-garde sneered, his eyes sharp. "This is a city under my direct jurisdiction, do you think they would dare to do this? Once discovered by the gendarmerie and patrol officers on duty, a painful prison sentence awaits them. ”

"Really?" Jiqi looked out the window, and sure enough, as the avant-garde said, although everyone was drunk, no one dared to make trouble. They shouted and poured the sake from their cups, eager to be drunk in the transparent liquid. Seeing this, Jiqi suddenly remembered Packa's face, the man who seemed to be silent forever, the man who was just like them. The people outside the car window drank the alcohol that numbed themselves in the dark night, and slept on the cold floor. He drank the poison that killed his life, and he longed for light in the night. Although the two drink different things, they are both frustrated in reality, eager to forget their painful past through something. The people outside chose cheap alcohol, which gave him the most headaches after drinking, while Paccar chose poisoned wine from the deep sea, which stripped him from reality and became the middle of his dreams, but paid a heavy price. He didn't say that this approach was wrong, but he just felt that people in life should be brave and not show the image of powerless losers. Because that's what he was all those years ago, crying silently on a rainy night, wailing on the soaked floor. After that, he had forever removed these two words from his dictionary, and he would always try to keep himself going, and now he saw the same thing in this group of people, when he let the rain wash away, and now they let the sake pour down.

Everyone has their own way of venting, he has no qualifications to evaluate, he just feels inexplicable pity, I don't know if it's for them or for Packa.

Ji Qi was lying down with his face leaning against the soft cushion behind his head, looking at the pitch-black roof of the car and not speaking. He sighed silently, slowly closed his eyes, and tilted his head to lean on the shoulder of Wales.

After Paccar left, Jiqi walked into the room arranged for himself in a daze, lying on the white and soft mattress and looking at the chalky wall overhead, his mind kept echoing the roar when he left, like himself at that time, wanting to be ruthless but unable to do anything. Until he got off the boat, Jiqi didn't close his eyes, and he didn't feel a trace of sleepiness for almost the whole night, just like an audience watching a stage play from the stage, he wanted to find a correct solution to Packa's story, but he didn't find it after looking for a long time.

There are so many tragedies in the world, not all of them can be prevented and avoided, some things can only be watched happen, just as he could not stop Paccar's choice at that time, no one could avoid that rainstorm, and no one would reach out to his helpless child.

The neon lights flashed outside the window, and Jiqi slept quietly in the dark space.