Chapter 57: A Thousand Threads

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After gently tapping the "send" button with his index finger, Ling Shucheng lay flat on his back on the bed, folded his hands in front of his chest, and slowly closed his eyes. Flash Dance.

At two o'clock in the morning, even an unknown colleague upstairs who liked to stay up late to listen to gardening shows was quietly relieved. Based on the sound of his footsteps, Ling Shucheng judged that he walked back and forth in the house three times, drank water once, and then collapsed on the bed suddenly.

The disadvantages of hearing too well will always show up at night, and even your own pulse will become noise. Ling Shucheng maintained a motionless posture, breathing smoothly, no different from falling asleep.

Twenty minutes later, he opened his eyes and sighed softly at the viscous darkness.

Extremely rarely, he suffered from insomnia.

While it may sound a little outlandish, how to get into a good sleep quickly was also part of his childhood training. Maintaining absolute sobriety in an environment where you must be awake, and seizing every opportunity to get a break in a relaxed environment are all compulsory courses for maintaining long-term and high-intensity work, and his practice is not bad.

But tonight, all the usual ways of falling asleep betrayed him. Ling Shucheng looked at the ceiling with divergent eyes, and suddenly felt a little dazed.

Perhaps everyone at this time has faced a classic soul torture: should they simply give up sleeping, get up and do things, or close their eyes and persist in being tormented for a while by this feeling of exhaustion mixed with unusually lucidity?

He does have a lot to do. Rarely, Ling Shucheng was obviously annoyed, raised a hand, and covered his eyes in vain.

Sleepless nights are not a good time to make a fool of yourself. Ling Shucheng felt that the only trace of sleepiness he had left had gradually dissipated, and what was piled up in his heart was a resistance that could not be ignored more and more.

The communication interface on the ID lit up slightly, like a lone firefly passing by accidentally. Ling Shucheng raised his hand and glanced at it, and found that it was Yuan Sui's untimely reply.

"Grateful !!" The three exclamation points are derived from the original text. Flash Dance.

Ling Shucheng hesitated slightly, always feeling that the beginning of "didn't you rest" seemed a little too intimate, and after thinking about it, he still chose the most simple one.

"Rest early." He replied. Plainness blocks all possibilities for deepening communication.

"You didn't sleep?" Yuan Sui returned quickly this time.

Before Ling Shucheng could think about whether there was a need to explain this question, or to what extent, Yuan Sui sent another message: "Coincidentally, I slept too much during the day, and I can't sleep at this time." Maybe I should spend a few days reversing jet lag. ”

"The quality of sleep will decrease due to irregular work and rest, so it is recommended to adjust."

Seeing this news, Yuan Sui, who was curled up in the quilt, couldn't help but make a "poof" sound, turned over with laughter, and began to type in this serious tone: "Received, resolutely complete the tasks assigned by the organization." ”

The conversation ended hastily when Ling Shucheng stopped answering. Yuan Sui turned on the lamp in the dark, but it took half a day to recover from the state of almost being blinded, and grabbed the "Little Prince" on the table with his blurred vision.

This book is really a fitting gift, although she is almost ready to memorize the content. Yuan Sui wiped his hands under the quilt before carefully starting to turn the pages.

But from today, the book has taken on a new meaning for her. Whenever she began to wonder what kind of mood Ling Shucheng was in to find this book, she couldn't help but get goosebumps all over her body.

On the other hand, the makers of goosebumps seem to be unaware of this.

The calm and irritability that could not be touched by the root kept exchanging the upper hand position in his mind, and Ling Shucheng couldn't help but repeatedly recall the trivial things of his childhood that he thought he had already let go.

After he finally got rid of a quiet little house, there was another unknown person who had to spend his time inside.

The scheduled alarm finally went off. It was a futile effort to consume precious rest time.

The world inside the ship is waking up. The chaotic noises gradually changed from sparse and faint to continuous and noisy.

Ling Shucheng turned over and sat up, and began to tidy up his clothes as usual.

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"Deputy Team Leader Tang," Han Yue flexed his two fingers and knocked lightly on the door of the ward, "Is it convenient for me to come in?" ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Please come in. Tang Xianguang turned his back to Yingsheng.

The pale-faced woman on the hospital bed looked as fragile as papier-mΓ’chΓ©. Han Yue shook his head and whispered "tsk" twice, looking at Deputy Team Leader Tang who had just turned around, and his face was originally leisurely with a stiff expression.

After a night of not seeing, this rumored number one sinister and cunning Frankenstein who is keen on studying health and stabbing in the back seems to be ten years old, his face is haggard and decayed, and his sideburns have finally grown a few gray hairs that match his age.

"Soup...... Deputy Team Leader Tang," looking at his face, Han Yue hurriedly swallowed the "Festival Mourning Shunbian" that he almost blurted out back into his mouth, "Anyway, it's a good thing that Yu Che is temporarily out of danger of life, you must hold on and take care of your body." ”

Tang Xianguang nodded reluctantly, turned around, and continued to stare at his daughter motionlessly. For a while, there was only a slight movement of the instruments in the ward.

"Uh......" Han Yue had to break this solemn atmosphere and asked tentatively, "What did the doctor say?" ”

"You know, Yu Che wasn't in good health." Tang Xianguang's voice sounded particularly low, "If you pin your hopes on her being able to wake up as soon as possible and take the initiative to answer your questions, I may have to pour a basin of cold water on you first." ”

"Rest assured, we've got a clue." Han Yue hurriedly said.

"'You'?" Tang Xianguang slowly turned around again, his deeply sunken eyes were inexplicably a little scary, "You know, the fewer people involved in handling this matter, the better." ”

"I understand."

"Is it Su Cheng in charge now?"

"Yes." Han Yue noticed that the other party didn't seem to feel relaxed because of this answer.

"What does the search document say?"

"Sucheng will deal with this matter in parallel with the police. The police only knew that they had to arrest a special criminal who had fled...... Oh, just corrected, and to capture another mysterious figure who helped the criminals escape together. "Han Yue said dryly.

To tell the truth, under the premise that the laboratory refuses to release any information about this so-called "special criminal", the so-called pursuit operation is completely pretending, and can only play the role of auxiliary blockade. And this "mysterious person" who has just been proven to exist is also difficult to provide further investigation clues.

"I know, you're a sensitive." Tang Xianguang still stretched his face, and his tone did not mean a little praise.

Han Yue touched his lips up and down, but decided to help Ling Shucheng fight again: "Deputy Team Leader Tang, you also understand that in the current situation of being completely blind, it is indeed difficult for everyone's work to continue......

"I have to correct your current focus." Tang Xianguang waved his hand and interrupted Han Yue's words, "Bringing back this person who ran out alive is the first key, disposing of this person who assisted him is second, and the third point is ......" He deliberately dragged out his voice, "Let as few people as possible participate in this matter." If it's a useless person, just don't let him know. ”

"Yes."

"More than any of you, I hope this matter will be resolved, after all, my daughter is also a victim of it." Tang Xianguang paused, and then changed his words, "But on the premise of making sure that this special person at least didn't escape from our ship, I'd rather delay the progress of your handling a little than keep the secret I must keep." ”

Say it lightly. What do you mean by "slightly procrastinating"? Han Yue's face was still silent, and he apologized sincerely: "What you said is that I was too abrupt. ”

"One more point." Tang Xianguang's eagle-like gaze stared straight at Han Yue, who couldn't help but sweat a little, "If you can, I hope you will take care of this matter." ”

What does that mean? Han Yue was stunned and asked, "...... is that Shucheng?" ”

"It's better for him to be less exposed to this." Tang Xianguang's tone was firm, "If you don't want to go to his father's side, I will go over in person." ”

"Understood. But why? ”

"I grew up watching Sucheng." Tang Xianguang actually sighed, "A long time ago, I put much more thought into him than I thought about my own daughter. So, I know him. Although in terms of results, he went well on the path that we laid for him early, but in the process, he did not become the kind of person I expected. ”

Han Yue froze for a moment, first nodded, thought about it, and suddenly shook his head again.

"Don't you think so?" Tang Xianguang's voice was very soft, as if he was worried about waking up his unconscious daughter on the hospital bed, "Su Cheng seems to be acting aggressively, and he never asks much, in fact, he may not really approve of what our elders do...... I've always been worried that he's going to be indecisive when it's most critical. ”

"Since you have said this, I will also say a few sincere words." Han Yue also lowered his voice and became unusually serious, "I have always objected to you deliberately concealing part of his truth, because there is no need at all. Although he doesn't look like his father at all, he has two most important advantages that he has successfully inherited. One is that the occasional sensibility will never be allowed to hinder action, while the second ...... I think he is actually the kind of person who is not easily deceived, and like his father, he has a little natural ability to see through people's hearts. ”

"Really?" Tang Xianguang's tone didn't sound very agreeable, "I think you think you think you think highly of him." If it weren't for his ability, I think he would have been planted in some small corner area. ”

"Not necessarily." Han Yue shook his head slowly, suddenly hooked the corners of his mouth, and said, "You know, when I went to report to his staff on the first day, did he say anything?" ”

"You've managed to pique my curiosity. What did he say? ”

"'You found a reason to refuse, and so did I. Happy to work with. Han Yue tried his best to imitate Ling Shucheng's calm tone, his eyes flashing slightly.