In 2076 AD, the universe interstellar erupted, another world dimension was created, time and space opened cracks, and a gap was created in the Kyushu continent in the new dimension of the present world, and a meteor carried the future people to land on the continent and pass through rebirth.

The weather in early winter is very cold, and the wind is still blowing at night, and the brilliant colors of the city lights are a little warm. A woman is wheeled into the delivery room, and the red light in the operating room comes on as the door closes. The man sat in the waiting area, looking at the surgical light sign frequently, pinching his fingers nervously, trying to dig his nails into the flesh.

Outside the window, it was raining and thundering, and the sound of washing the ground drowned out the traffic on the road, intermingled with the occasional faint honking. The hospital clock was ticking by minute, and there was no one in the hallway at night, and he could almost hear the sound of the hands clashing.

"Is it Mr. Song?"

About six hours later, the red light in the operating room dimmed, and a doctor came out of it and walked up to him and asked. The man felt that his legs were almost unconscious, and his buttocks were numb.

"Huh! Be! He stood up in a hurry, and because he was too anxious, his ankle bent, and he hurriedly stood up and hurriedly asked, "Doctor, how is my wife?" ”

"It's born, mother and daughter are safe, congratulations to you, Mr. Song, you are a little princess." As the doctor spoke, she was still wearing a mask, and she was sweating a little on her neck, and she looked very tired. But having a baby is a happy event, welcoming a new life is a happy thing, and being tired is worth it for her, she smiled at the man and said. "Your wife and baby will be out of the operating room in two hours, and the delivery will go smoothly, so you don't have to worry."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, doctor" The man was a little excited, his eyes quickly reddened, and he held the doctor's hand and thanked him repeatedly.

The child looks very cute, although the newborn child is wrinkled, but it does not prevent her from being a beautiful child, the man looked at it from the transparent compartment of the insulation room, her eyes were closed, and her little hands were stretched out and clenched into a small fist.

"Fu'er~" The man shouted softly, because the woman hadn't woken up yet, so he deliberately suppressed his throat and tried not to disturb his wife. "Burial~A burial~Burial~I'm your father~" The man couldn't hold back and said softly.

"What about Mom?" The woman woke up slowly, her body was so sore that she couldn't speak, and she didn't have much strength to speak, and when she opened her eyes, she saw her husband pouting his ass and talking to his daughter who had not yet grown.

When the man saw that she was awake, he hurriedly walked over: "Mom has worked hard." He said.

"What were you just calling?" The woman asked.

"Call our daughter, bury the child." The man said. "You worked so hard to give birth to her, and I want her to always remember that her mother brought her into this world after a trip to the ghost gate."

The woman smiled and smiled very softly: "My poor daughter, she was put under so much pressure by her father when she was born. ”

"Song burial." The woman read it, frowned again, and said, "Husband, it doesn't sound very lucky." ”

"Song burial Song burial, Song surname burial name, hearing it is said to be unlucky, on the contrary, the funeral court is full of flowers, don't get lost, don't forget to return home." The man held the woman's hand and pinched the palm, he deliberately rubbed his hands, his fingertips were warm, and the warmth was poured into the palm, mixed with soft words to make the woman feel extra at ease.

"You're going to make it up."

Song Fuping lived steadily until he was 23 years old, graduated as an honor student from kindergarten to high school, and set up a small scholarship treasury for four years in college, and successfully graduated from the School of Political Science and Law, and obtained a lawyer's qualification certificate. soaked with his mother for a month, and used a small treasury to pull Liu Shaohong to open his own office.

The address of the firm was selected on the second floor of the commercial street, and after two months of decoration, [no clue law firm] was finally successfully listed, but because the name was not very serious, there was no case to take for nearly three months, and the firm recruited a few new people to pay salaries, and Boss Song was very sad to pay his own money.

"Why? Why don't you guys have any sense of humor? Song Fu took a sip of coffee, his mouth was stuffed so bulging that the coffee liquid almost overflowed from his lips.

"It's not you, it's not that this famous eyeball is novel." Liu Shaohong lay on the table. said, "It's okay now, it's quite famous to be famous, and the legal industry knows that there is a new firm called a clue, and the boss is a fool." As he spoke, he raised his eyelids and glanced at Song Fu.

"It's too much! It's really too much! If you can't get the investigation case, why can't you get the divorce case? Song Fu put the coffee on the table and said indignantly.

"You're fine, where are there so many divorce cases now?" Liu Shaohong propped up the table and sat up. "Or... Let's go pick up the agent of the star law firm. ”

"Okay, okay, Liu Yihuai?" Song Fu said.

"You want to be beautiful." Liu Shaohong raised his hand and slapped Song Fu. "People have offices, where can they look at you?"

"Then I won't take it, the star thing is dead." Song Fu picked up the coffee again and took a sip.

"Heh, then let's wait for our law firm to close down." After Liu Shaohong finished speaking, he lay on the sofa on his back.

Ding..... ding....

The subtle phone rang, Song Fu lowered his head and took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and the call interface read: "No hair".

"Hello?" Song Fu picked up the phone.

"Do you want to take the case?" The other end asked.

"Pick it up, what's the case?" Hearing the entrustment of the case, Song Fu immediately became energetic, "At the critical moment, sisters are reliable, Jiang'er, I will take back the nonsense that you can't marry when you are a strip." ”

"You're still talking this kind of behind my back, Song Fu?" It's exposed.

Song Fu laughed dryly and played twice, "The past follows the wind, let's mainly look at the present." What's the matter, the plaintiff or the defendant? ”

"What do you want? Will I give you a delegate for the defense? Let's meet, I'll send you a location. ”

Liu Shaohong wanted to go on a blind date on the order of his mother, and as soon as he got off work, he smeared oil on the soles of his feet, leaving a sentence that Jiang Ji would take the initiative to be abnormal, and advised Song Fu to be cautious about taking the job, and slipped away after saying hello by the way.

Song Fu went to the agreed place as promised, and she and Jiang Ji hadn't seen each other for a while, and the last time they met was graduation. After graduating from the police academy, Jiang Ji joined the investigation team and was closed for three months.

She and Liu Shaohong both knew Jiang Ji in high school, Jiang Ji people are very beautiful and very smart, as soon as they graduated from the college entrance examination, they resolutely decided to enter the police academy, and they didn't have to pick any conditions, but they didn't know how to save into a habit or what, they searched badly, except for giving cakes on birthdays every year, they would never participate in public dinners or purchase activities, and the only gift they gave was a girlfriend's metal bracelet when they were to separate after graduation, or buy two get one free, and Song buried Mao for a week.

"You can." Song Fu said. "It's a nice place."

The agreed place was a Chinese restaurant, Jiang Ji arrived early, sat in the position and ordered, and raised his eyes when he saw Song Fulai. "What about Liu Shaohong?"

"It's time to run for love." Song Fu sat down and put his coat on a chair.

"I'll order it, you can see if you want to order it." Jiang Ji handed the menu to Song Fu.

Song Fu squinted and smiled: "You have a treat?" ”

Jiang Xi looked up at her, and smiled without smiling: "You, think, of, beautiful." ”

had already guessed the result, Song Fu sighed, took a pen and hooked a stew on the menu, and beckoned the waiter to take it to the kitchen, before turning his head back and asking the matter: "What case?" ”

Jiang Ji lowered his head and took out a folder from his handbag and handed it to Song Fu, Song Fu took it and opened it, and several photos were spread out in front of him.

"You trust me too much, Jiang'er?" Song Fu said.