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167 Homecoming 2

The sun was still shining brightly, but my mood was not so bright. Where are the novels updated the fastest? Please look for Aishang Novel Network biquge.info I turned my head to look at Tomie and Jung, and for a while, we just stood in the alleyway and looked at each other silently, thinking about our own thoughts. Father Xi Sen's ability to control the atmosphere really startled me, and even Tomie showed a gloomy expression. Jung was also a little worried, but it seemed that he was worried about something else, but he didn't say anything in the end, just nodded at me and slowly put on his coat.

There were originally some vendors and customers in the alley, but the three of us somehow emerged from the shadows and stood behind them, immediately startled when they turned around. I'm not sure if anyone noticed the anomaly in our behavior, but it didn't matter if it was seen, as long as it wasn't in public, a few people wouldn't be able to make a commotion, and even if they said it, they would be laughed at and dazzled.

We walked one after the other, silently leaving the alley, and I turned my head to glance behind me, and saw a few curious fellows running to the shadow where we had appeared to figure out what was going on, but they were quickly frustrated. Making the magic quark's shadow jumping ability is no ordinary person's magic.

When Tomie was in the explosion, he drove the car to another street more than 100 meters away from the accident site according to the emergency response method that Jung had explained in advance. We got back into the buggy, closed the door, and completely shut out the hustle and bustle of everyday life.

In this enclosed space, a sense of security and relief strikes me, but then comes a mess of troubles. The previous events were too sudden, and the sudden turn of events caught us off guard. The car didn't move, and we just leaned back in our seats, only to hear the heavy breathing of three people.

"That old fellow......" Tomie muttered, if it hadn't been for the agreement with me to abide by the rules of the Security Bureau as much as possible, she would definitely use the Critical Hedge Weapon. Only by using the critical hedge weapon can he fight against Father Sissen, and this is still under the premise that the other party does not have a special weapon. But that would make the situation worse.

Although the black nest is more negative than the doomsday truth in terms of the action plan, in most cases it will not wantonly expose its own existence, nor will it wantonly disrupt the normal order of society. However, if they are aggressive, this self-restraint will immediately disintegrate, and in the end, it will be the Security Bureau, which is responsible for maintaining order, that will suffer the most.

At this point, Father Sissen and his actions during the day were also in the spotlight of the Security Bureau's trap.

"What's next?" I asked as I broke the silence.

Jung suddenly woke up from his contemplation.

"Keep the original plan as it is."

"It's really breathtaking, we were doing a good job, but these guys suddenly came in, as if they knew more about the situation than we did." Tomie said angrily: "Wasn't our previous action in vain? ”

"Our intelligence-gathering capabilities are inherently the lowest of the three organizations. No matter what the people in the Black Nest know or take away, it's not something we already have, so don't mess with yourself. Jung said indifferently: "We were given the task, so we tried to investigate and solve it, that's the job, isn't it?" I believe that our team is the best, and if we fail, then it will be fate. ”

"Are you familiar with Father Sissen?" I finally asked the question that had been brewing for a long time.

“…… He was my godfather and my guide to the police. Jung was silent for a long time and said, "He was one of the best negotiators in the world before he became the Chosen One." When he was in the Security Bureau, he promoted many juniors and knew the mechanism of the Security Bureau very well. ”

I really didn't expect Jung and Siessen to have such a relationship.

"It's a bit inappropriate to say that, but even now, I still have a lot of respect for him......" Jung's stereotypical face did not have any look of admiration, but his light tone made people feel the sincerity of this feeling.

I understand this feeling, perhaps, just as I once wanted to be like Jung, Jung also wanted to be like Sissen a long time ago. But in the end, they went their separate ways, and if it were me, I would have felt incomprehensible if one day, Jung left the Security Bureau and joined the Black Live, and did not hesitate to destroy the lives of normal people in order to get something.

However, this disbelief and incomprehension cannot shatter the feelings that I once admired and revered each other.

"I didn't expect Tryty to change too." I said to myself.

"Who is Tridy?" Jung asked.

"A companion who spent some time in the Doomsday Vision, she wasn't a Demonic Emringer at the time. She works for the Los Angeles Police Department. ”

Jung tapped his fingers on the steering wheel and twisted the keys to turn the engine.

"In fact, there are far more people who work in the police to join the Black Nest than to join the Security Service, and the number of people who join the Doomsday Truth is the least."

"Why is this happening?" I couldn't help but be amazed at this ratio.

"You've never been a police officer, especially a low-level police officer." Jung put it earnestly: "They see too many things, and those things often make people wonder if they are doing the right thing." Sometimes, the birth and the end of things cannot be distinguished by good and evil. There isn't much pure black and white in this world, but if you're constantly confronted with gray, you'll be corrupted unconsciously. You have to have a heart, crow, our greatest enemy is not the devil, but the thing that does not know whether it is the devil or the god, it will not directly tell you that what you are doing is wrong, but it will make you wonder if what you are doing is right. ”

"So...... What should I do? "I've been in a similar situation myself, but I still don't know what to do. I understand Tryty's choice, but I don't want to be like that.

"Aren't you doing very well now?" Jung just said to me, "Follow your will, and don't let exhaustion and pain obscure your truest thoughts." Compromise may make you happier, but before you do that, ask yourself if you're willing to accept that ease and joy. ”

"Don't you understand? If it is your own choice, even if it is pain and sorrow, you will be willing to eat it. Tomie finally faded his gloomy face and regained his original hearty smile,

Yes, it may be easier to live a life by suppressing your truest feelings and thoughts, but that is not what you want after all. I've had fears, doubts, sorrows, and pains in these days, but it's not all bad. I like myself as a child and now more than I was in the student union, and I feel that this is my own life.

When I think about it, I can't help but feel relieved that my heart has been heavy for a long time.

When we returned to the fast-food restaurant, the fire had been extinguished and the crowd of onlookers had dispersed. ** In the isolation zone, the fast food restaurant has been burned to the ground, half of it has completely collapsed, and the other half is melting, and from a distance, the remaining utensils inside are like blackened internal organs, and you can smell the pungent scorching smell of the wind from a distance. No one was killed, and the injured were only slightly injured, which is a great luck in misfortune in the eyes of ordinary people.

Fire trucks and ambulances have left, leaving only police officers wearing masks and hard hats, searching for evidence in a hostile environment that may have been left behind in a location not far from the police station. However, fire cases always do not leave too many clues, and the parties do not agree on the cause, so it must only be regarded as an unsolved case in the end.

The bombing, which was not far from the police station, was like a boulder thrown on a calm lake in the usually calm town. Although there is no evidence of man-made indications, from the only testimonies, it is not certain that it is not a vicious crime, and even with the passage of time, driven by interests and psychological aspects, public opinion will gradually tend to the latter, and its influence on the townspeople may be second only to the psychiatric hospital fire ten years ago.

This was the judgment of Jung and Tomie, both of whom were experts in this area, and their estimates of the situation were almost 100% correct.

In any case, Sergeant Engels had to stand up and give an explanation and disposition that would be acceptable to both the police station and the townspeople. He had to go to the front line to preside over the aftermath of the scene.

After negotiating with the persons in charge of various fields, Engels leaned down into the separation zone, inspected the scene under the guidance of an old police officer, and listened to the preliminary inferences of the experts. It won't be long before reports tracking the progress of the case will appear on his desk, and that's when we step in.

Although we know that this case is related to the Tianmen Project, we are short of manpower, and our identity is easy to arouse the vigilance of the other party, so it is better to hand over the preliminary collection and work of intelligence to the local police station.

Soon Engels came out with a disgraced face, his hands on his hips, looking up at the blue sky helplessly, and left the scene after a long time and returned to the police headquarters. It seems that the fire really didn't leave him with much, and he had to go back to thinking about social rhetoric. For him, although there is some trouble, it is not impossible to solve, after all, his ** wrist is much better than his ability to solve cases.

The question is, does he know that this bombing is related to the Tianmen Project? The perpetrator is not the group that made the deal with him, but the sudden black nest members, which must have confused his thinking, and may expose some horses. On the other hand, we can't be sure whether the people of the Black Nest are spying on this Engels sheriff as much as we do.

For lunch, Jung went to another street to buy fries, Coke, and burgers.

"It's a shame you can't eat that fast-food restaurant's special burger." He said to Tomie and me with some regret.

"It's okay, I don't really like burgers." I said so.

Tomie ignored this, she opened the wrapper, tore off a large piece of bread and meat in one bite, puffed out her cheeks, and said indistinctly: "You are too picky, in fact, this burger is quite good." I tell you a trick......" At this point, he swallowed without a lady's grace, picked up the Coke and poured it, burped, and sighed: "This thing is delicious to eat like me." ”

She stared at me, gobbling it up, and I couldn't help but look at the four-tiered Big Mac burger in my hand, and even if I learned to bite into it, it was still a question of whether my mouth could open that wide. If you hold on hard, you might get your cheek muscles strained, right? In the end, I decided to eat the upper two layers separately from the bottom two.

When I did that, there was an uncomfortable look on Jung's stereotyped face. He's trying to flatten the four-tiered burger with both hands to make it easier to eat, but I don't think it's flattering.

"Why do you think of me like that?" I asked dissatisfied.

"It's a shame."

"What?"

"It's four different flavors." Jung's expression remained unchanged, like a stone sculpture, and he took a bite and muttered, "If you eat it separately like this, you won't be able to taste the true meaning of this burger at all." ”

"Hey, I didn't know you two like burgers."

"I like to eat everything." Tomie said.

"I'll show you something." Jung removed a pendant from the roof cabinet and threw it into my hand, "This is the silver medal I won at the Comparable Hamburger Food Competition when I first started working. ”

This person still has this thing, and it is not visible from the appearance at all. I muttered to myself as I casually asked, "Is it a game burger?" Big Stomach? ”

"Yes, not only the food vendors of Sasas will participate, but also many foreign food vendors, and I will take you to see it if I have the chance."

"You got second place? Which is the first place? ”

"Sissen."

Jung's name was unexpected, but Tomie and I almost choked to death with the next slogan he shouted.

"Only Hamburg can save humanity."

From his expressionless face, it was impossible to tell whether he was deliberately teasing or really thinking so. In short, his appearance at this time made me feel a lot more about him. This boss who has a stinky face all day turns out to be not lacking in humor, but the jokes are a bit cold.

"Are you kidding?" Tomie said.

"That's what Sissen said when he left the Security Service." Jung said solemnly.

"That's enough." I muttered to myself and gagged myself with a burger.

The air conditioning in the car was drowsy, and after filling my stomach, we agreed to be responsible for two hours of surveillance work each, but I lay on Tomie's lap and slept until she woke me up, and then Tomie didn't know when he returned to the passenger seat. At this time, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, and Tomie took over the time that I was supposed to be responsible for. I'm a little embarrassed, but I haven't slept well since I had a nightmare last night, and I'm so tired. Jung didn't say anything, and although his working principles were straightforward, he was also a very humane boss.

The SUV was already moving, and after a while, I noticed that my group was following a black sedan in front of me. I don't know what it is, but there's an old-fashioned elegance to the look.

"There's movement?" I asked, rubbing my face vigorously.

"Engels received a phone call, the other party blocked all the lines of the police station, leaving only a temporary line, Bach said that it was like an old-fashioned hacker's method, but it was impossible to determine the specific location of the caller, only from the outskirts of the town."

"Do you know what they said?"

"I don't know, but judging by Engels's actions, it was an unexpected visitor."

After following for a while, Engels's car really kept driving to the outskirts of the town, but in this way, there would be fewer cars on the road, and the chances of Engels realizing that he would be tracked would be greatly increased, so we parked the car at the motel near the edge of the town before it turned out like that, so that we had to rely on our ability as messengers of the magic pattern.

Whether it's my magic or plundering abilities, they can come in handy at this time.

I unleash the quark and let it continue to track the vehicle in front of me. Then keep a certain distance and take Tomie and Jung to gallop forward in the high passage.

Engels's old-fashioned car stopped in the wasteland, and less than 300 meters in front of it was the road, but the terrain in the wilderness was at least five meters lower than the road, and the ground was covered with weeds. Not far from the car, a trailer was parked, the box was ten meters long and three meters high, with doors and windows facing us, and an iron ladder for easy access, almost no different from a house.

Curtains hung from the window, making it difficult to see what's inside.

Engels impatiently kicked the stones under his feet, walked up the iron ladder quickly, and knocked on the door vigorously.

"It's me, Engels, open the door." He shouted unceremoniously.

In a few moments, the door was opened from the inside, and only a gap was opened for people to enter, and we could not even see the person behind the door.

Engels didn't say a word, and after entering, the door was slammed shut with a bang.

I let the quark land on the roof of the carriage, opening up the spherical realm of interlocking perception, and through the demonic connection between guò and quark, the scene in the tow box slowly unfolded in my mind. I tried to save the computing resources of my brain, so after discovering that there were only two people inside, I immediately cut off the perception of other objects, and even so, I still could not fully outline the appearance of the person who was talking to Engels.

It's just that he feels the same age as Engels, or older, and his figure is more rickety.

Engels was a little restless, the other party gave a glass of water, he drank it all in one gulp, the other party poured another glass, Engels calmed down.

"Why did you come back here?" Engels suppressed his feelings and asked.

"Because I heard the call. I don't want to come back, but you don't understand how it feels to have to. I had that nightmare over and over again during my days of wandering, and now I finally realized that I belonged here, both alive and dead. On that night, the fate was decided. The man said.

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