Time flies like a white horse, and in the blink of an eye, it has come to May, the weather is warmer, everything is recovering, and the water of the glacier is getting warmer.

Located outside the tallest building in Pearl City, there are crowds of people rubbing shoulders one after another, people coming and going in an endless stream, and people passing by do not forget to take a look up.

This building is called Wangyu Building, it is the tallest building in Pearl City, and it was only two years ago that it rose from the ground in Pearl City, and it is daunting to be tall.

As the name suggests, Wangyu Lou is looking at this Qionglou Yuyu, and looking at the universe is desolate.

No one knows the height of Wangyu Tower, and everyone knows the danger of Wangyu Tower.

Everyone knows that the people who can enter the Wangyu Tower are not ordinary people, especially the mysterious landscape above the hundred floors, even if it is a person with status, they may not be able to go.

There was once a big man who ruled one party and wanted to invite an old man to a banquet on the hundredth floor of Wangyu Tower, but he was refused, and everyone was puzzled.

At this time, someone on the 120th floor was sitting opposite the window, an old man in a black robe was sitting on the ground, and a middle-aged man in a trance was sitting opposite the old man.

The old man is over the age of six, his sideburns are gray, but he is in an excellent mental state, and his old face is full of red light, while the middle-aged man is a little nervous.

"Do you know why I want you to come to the 120th floor?" The old man had half a mask on the square table in front of him, but his eyes fell on the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and he asked in a strange voice.

On the 120th floor, there is quite a chivalrous spirit that will be overwhelming, and you can see the chivalrous spirit of all living beings.

Compared with the old man's radiant looks, the middle-aged man looked much listless, he followed the old man's gaze, his voice was weak but humble: "The student doesn't know." ”

The old man didn't seem surprised at all, he picked up the teacup and took a sip lightly, and couldn't help but be amazed, and praised it greatly: "It's really good tea!" ”

The middle-aged man sat upright in an instant, his eyes did not squint, he was afraid of this old man, and he did not dare to slack off a little.

If there is a chance, he really wants to be with the old man for the rest of his life, the old man is knowledgeable, once he was highly respected, he knows a lot of life principles, every time he mentions this, the old man never tells the students the same big principles in the books, but teaches them how to be a good policeman in an easy-to-understand way.

He didn't dare to forget this pile one by one, and even in the study at home, there are still four big characters that the old man gave him back then, written in flowing cursive - no desire is rigid.

If you have no desire, you will be strong, in just a few words, he asked himself in his heart Although he has been decisive and strong over the years, he can't do it without desire, just ask, how many people in this world can do it?

The old man's eyes wandered, there were thousands of thoughts in his heart, he was in a trance, put down the teacup, and suddenly said: "It seems that you still don't understand, today is the tenth sacrifice day of Xixi, the old man has no home anymore, you are my most proud student, so I want to come to you to drink tea and chat." ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's hand holding the teacup shook involuntarily, and the seven-point full of tea spilled a table because of his trance, splashing him, the tea was slightly hot, and the man's heart was slightly cold.

The old man glanced at him, ignored it, and continued to drink tea, admiring the scenery, "This tea is a good thing, a specialty of Mingzhu City, I named it Sixi Tea, Xiao Guo, what do you think?" ”

The man's spirit was stunned, ten years ago, he knew that the girl was innocent, but he chose to stand by and watch, did the teacher know after all?

The man didn't dare to think about the consequences, and he didn't want to think about it, whether he could withstand the teacher's thunderous anger or not, he didn't think about it at all, he was at fault back then, and it should be so.

The old man finally put down the teacup, "Back then, I left my family alone with you, but you helped me take care of it very well, I am very satisfied, so there is this one hundred and twenty-story Wangyu Tower, just to witness your great achievements." ”

The man really understands now, a year and twelve months, ten years and one hundred and twenty floors, he understands.

"The student is guilty." The man's face was pale, and he hurriedly stood up, hunched in confession, sincere and humble.

The old man waved his hand at him indifferently, "Eh! You sit down, you are now a distinguished guest, how can you easily bow your head and admit your mistakes. ”

Seeing that the man still didn't move, the old man was finally willing to squint at him, and his tone was calm: "A person of your status, even if you are wrong, you have to keep going, you can admit your mistakes in your heart, and you can change it, but you must not easily admit your mistakes to ordinary citizens and subordinates, even if your head is broken, you have to straighten your waist, your fault is the fault of the whole police station, can you afford this kind of consequences?" ”

The old man's words aggravated a little, not angry but threatening.

The man straightened up and sat back in his place, but he still didn't dare to look directly at the old man in front of him, who was a former mentor and smiled kindly.

The old man drank tea by himself, and this time he didn't persuade the man to drink tea again, but asked instead: "Do you think I called you here this time to ask the master to ask about the sin?" ”

The man was silent, but the uneasy emotion in his eyes had betrayed him.

The old man smiled and chuckled: "Yu Haiping died twenty years ago, and now it is Yu Ya, the behind-the-scenes boss of Wangyu Tower, who is alive. ”

The moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time.

The old man's longing for his daughter has long been deeply rooted in the bone marrow, even if he deliberately does not mention it or think about it, but there is her shadow in every detail.

"Teacher......" The man stopped talking.

The old man stretched out his hand to stop, "Let's stop here today, it's late, let's go back." ”

Twenty years ago, the old man really didn't want to mention the tattered things of Chen Sesame and Rotten Grain, so as not to hurt the teacher-student relationship for so many years, but now the news that the police station has formed a special case team to deal with the abnormal person has spread, and he has to prepare as soon as possible.

Just as he was thinking about it, the man got up and was about to say goodbye, when the old man suddenly stopped him: "I heard that you have been arresting a group of people with special abilities recently?" ”

The man did not want to ask the question, as a student he should tell the truth, but for the sake of the professional ethics of the police, I beg his pardon for having nothing to say.

The old man saw through his thoughts, suddenly smiled loudly, and said "Let's go", the man was relieved, and left the depressing room with three steps and one step, the old man's laughter was accompanied by gusts of wind, and at the moment when the man walked into the elevator, the old man suddenly opened the window in the corner and shouted: "Get in!" ”

Two black shadows crawled in from the window, a man and a woman, the man was burly, his body was like a sturdy black iron tower, and the girl was petite, but sixteen or seventeen years old, staring at the ground with low eyebrows.

"Who allowed you to assert your will?" The old man's eyes were sharp, and he slammed the teacup in his hand hard, and the girl didn't dare to dodge for half a minute, so she could only bear it alive.

Blood flowed from her forehead, the ground was a broken teacup, and the girl's face was distorted, but she still didn't dare to make a sound to show weakness, let alone reach out to cover it.

The old man changed the teacup again, and he continued to drink the tea without changing his face, and said: "This is the last time, this time is what you deserve, if there is a next time, you don't have to appear in front of me." ”

Retracting his gaze, he said to the tower-like burly man: "Your daughter moved a chess piece for me, although it is insignificant, but it affects the whole body, I have to make a plan now, and that plan can be started." ”

The burly man's eyes flickered, his gaze never left the old man for half a minute, he had something in his heart but couldn't speak, and finally had to give up.

Out of the door, the girl's tears finally couldn't stop flowing, the man who was not good at words looked at his daughter's ghostly appearance, and he asked distressedly: "Yan'er, does it hurt?" ”

The bleeding from the forehead of the short woman named Yan'er had stopped, but when it hurt her, she said sullenly: "It's just that an insignificant chess piece has been exposed, boss, he ......"

The man hurriedly covered her mouth, glared at her fiercely, and said lightly: "There is a saying: If you move your whole body, the boss naturally has his considerations, and we will obey the order." ”

Yan'er finally couldn't hold back her grievances, and her tears fell down, no matter how mature and sophisticated she usually is, and she is ruthless, but after all, she is still a girl.

She put on a mask, opened the window, jumped down, more than 100 floors high, she turned a blind eye, as if walking on the ground leisurely, the black robe curled with the wind, a free and easy Dao bone fairy wind flow, half of the mask is shaped like a ghost, a face is divided into two halves by the mask, like a god like a ghost.

The people downstairs are as small as ants and vulnerable, and the people upstairs overlook all beings, such as condescending immortals in the sky, gods in the moon, which makes people feel awe.

At the same time, in the small villa of the Bo family, Li Mowen and Wu Liang reunited after a long absence, and under the new love, Xiao Biesheng fought a fight as soon as he was happy.

The moment they sat on the sofa and looked at each other, it was as if the air had frozen, and after three seconds, they couldn't help but laugh when they looked at each other's embarrassed appearance.

Bo Fan had long been used to it, and Yu Changxi had become more silent since he came back from Panxi Mountain, as if what he said in the hospital that day was already the limit.

Listening to the words that revealed the heavenly secrets, Bo Fan's heart was rippling, and he began to understand Yu Changxi a little.

If it were him, he wouldn't necessarily be better.

Zhou Chunying's death brought a lot of blows to everyone in the special case team, especially the several comrades who personally participated in the protection, everyone seemed to know the result, and they didn't seem to care, Zhou Chunying died, and the murderer fled.

Some people obviously jumped into the pool after seeing the murderer kill someone, but almost all the people sent by Lin Fusheng turned the entire pool upside down, and they still didn't find the slightest clue about the murderer.

One month after the establishment of the special case team, there were a total of two cases, one escaped and one died, which is extremely frustrating.

In order not to increase the pressure on others, Bo Fan deliberately did not mention this matter, and also approved a small long vacation for everyone.

In the past few days, he and Yu Changxi can be regarded as getting along day and night, and it cannot be said that they know everything completely, but at least Yu Changxi is willing to open his heart to him sometimes, which is a small step on the road to becoming friends.

Yu Changxi is actually a very contradictory person, who guards the inch of pure land in his heart with the hardest indifferent shell, and only there is the purest and flawless, not contaminated with any dust, carefully nourished by warm sunlight, soft but not fragile.

How can children who grow up in darkness not yearn for light, but they fear it even more.

Backed by darkness, born to the sun, under despair, there is also dawn.