Zhen Yan has not been in a very good mood lately, although for this old man, he has meditated on the position of Commander of the Nightkin since he meditated. He hasn't been in a really good mood for twenty years.

After all, there are too many problems to face, such as exploration against the world and official business of the fortress. Deal with all kinds of people to make sure your nightkin gets the resources and budget they deserve.

If he could, the old man would prefer to be like the younger one, pulling his own team to explore the adversity. He would rather fight the people of darkness than to face those who have their own ideas.

At least the latter is more pure, either you die or I die.

And sitting in the position of commander, although survival does not have to be put in the first place, the endless relationship between gains and losses is wearing down the patience of the old man.

And his patience has never been much.

Yu Yan loves the night.

At night, when there isn't so much to think about, he can sit alone on the terrace of his home and blow the breeze. Or, water the plants.

So when his wife told him that someone was looking for him, Zhen Yan snorted: "No." ”

His wife Song Qiao has been taking photos with the old man for more than 40 years, and she knows very well what her husband's temper is.

"Oh, then I'll go talk to Ling Feng." Song Qiao said this deliberately, and then glanced at his old man.

Sure enough, Zhen Yan turned around: "What, it's Ling Feng, you said it earlier." Old woman, don't do this next time, if you want to delay the business, I only ask you! ”

Song Qiao covered his mouth and said happily: "Yes, yes, you are the commander, whoever you want to confess to it, I am no exception." ”

"Poor!"

Zhen Yan walked into his study, and in a holographic screen, Ling Feng was pacing back and forth.

"What's the matter, you have to find me this big night, can't you handle it?" Yu Yan has only one daughter and no son. For Ling Feng, he regarded it as if he had already come out. He was well aware of this young man's abilities, and if it weren't for a major incident, Ling Feng wouldn't have seen him at this time.

"Commander, do you remember the last time I told you about the boy who awakened to a new rank?"

Yu Yan took out a pipe and stuffed some tobacco into it: "Remember, I have already told the city lord about this. Are you worried about your budget? It's okay, the city lord has already given instructions, and at most half a month, we will be able to get the supplementary budget. ”

Ling Feng propped his hands on the table and leaned forward: "No, Commander." It's not about the budget, that boy named Tianyang. His mother had just had an accident and died in the black mine! ”

Yu Yan was stunned for a moment, recalling Ling Feng's tone, and the old man suddenly stood up like an angry lion: "What, the is someone killed?" ”

Ling Feng smiled bitterly: "Nine times out of ten, this is the case, although there is no evidence now, but that lady seems to have caught the black mine suddenly." Although it was only a few days, unfortunately, she did not make it. This is a big blow to Tianyang, and I have already asked Lin Yang to investigate and see who the murderer is. The only thing I'm worried about is that if the murderer is the one I thought, according to Tianyang's temper, this matter will definitely not be good. In case of conflict, we Nightcrawlers ......."

Yu Yan also seemed to understand, he sat back and lit his cigarette: "Are there still few guys who have opinions about us nightcrawlers?" But after so many years, we are still not standing today. Ling Feng, remember what I said. The reason why Nightkin is so strong is that we value each member as if they were family. ”

"All right, Commander. I see what you mean, and I hope that the lady named Nan Fei can be given justice. Ling Feng saluted, "Then I won't bother...."

"Wait!"

Zhen Yan interrupted the words of the General Staff Officer: "What did you just say, what is Tianyang's mother's name?" ”

Ling Feng's eyes flashed with surprise, but he still replied, "Nan Fei, is there any problem?" ”

"Nope." Yu Yan waved his hand, "That's it, I'm tired, you watch and deal with it." In short, find out the mastermind and tell me what difficulties you encounter. ”

"Okay, Commander." Saluting again, Ling Feng's image vanished.

Yu Yan spat out a smoke ring: "Nan Fei? Could it be that Nanfe ....... If so, wouldn't this child named Tianyang be his ......?"

Thinking of this, Yu Yan opened the drawer, took out a private communicator, and wrote a message to send out: Check how many women named Nan Fei are in the fortress.

Ten minutes later, the communicator received a reply: Yes.

The old man then rummaged through the boxes and cabinets for a while, and finally shouted helplessly: "Old woman, where did you put the information documents sent by Ling Feng last time?" ”

Well, finding things has always been the Commander's worst thing to do.

............

When I got home, it was already late at night, and Tianyang was like a soulless shell, coming down from the electromagnetic locomotive like a machine. When he opened the door, he didn't close it, but threw himself into a chair.

He looked at the ceiling with a vacant look in his eyes.

After ending communication with Ling Feng, thirty minutes later, a car from the fortress hospital hurried to the black mine.

The mother's body has been removed by them, saying that it will be the fastest and the test report will be issued the day after tomorrow.

After the hospital car left, Tianyang was in a trance, and he couldn't even remember how he got home.

Until now, he still had some unreal feelings, as if tomorrow when he got up, his mother would walk in through that door and babble him to go to the Nightcrawler to go through the formalities of retirement.

But he knew it was impossible.

Mother...... Really gone.

The dejected boy walked into Nanfei's bedroom, gently put away the blanket hanging by the bed, folded it, and spread it on the pillow.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Tianyang saw a photo.

A solo photo of Nan Filipino.

The photo was from ten years ago, and Tianyang remembers that he borrowed a photo from Kaidi and wanted to take a picture of his mother.

Nan Fei was reluctant at first, but then he couldn't stand the pestering, so he reluctantly let Tianyang take a photo.

In the photo, the mother in her early thirties has a straight face, with a faint scar on her brow and arm.

The injury on his arm was when Tianyang knocked over the cup and fell off the chair when he was seven years old. Nan Fei hugged him, but his arm was left behind by the shards.

The one on the brow is when Tianyang was nine years old, asking a group of nearby children to throw stones. As Nan Fei chased them away, he was stoned to the head by one of them.

Looking at that photo, Tianyang suddenly realized that his mother had done so many things for him and had suffered so many injuries.

But last time, after he contradicted his mother, he didn't apologize.

And now, there is no chance.

If you miss something, you won't have a chance to make up for it, and you can only regret it.

In the dimly lit shack, there were no lights, only choked voices......

PS: The opponent is so good this week, and he has already done one in the morning. Ask for support, ask for all kinds of votes, brothers increase the firepower!