At the beginning of the IC era, the greatest enemy of humanity living under the magnetic energy shield was not mutated beasts, not war, nor lack of living materials. They fear thunderstorms that come from the highly radiated sea, brew in the stratosphere filled with electromagnetic waves, and rain like the end of the world. If the magnetic mask is damaged, this highly radiated rainwater will invade the fragile ecological chain of Green Island and cause great harm to the residents inside. Therefore, since IC22, the governments of each island have adopted the prevention and control method of precipitation dilution, that is, the internal rainfall is accompanied by thunderstorms, and the scale of precipitation is adjusted according to the size of the rainstorm, so that even if the magnetic energy shield is damaged, the radiant water can be effectively diluted.

- "Ecology", IC103, Gu Lun'e

"Let me repeat what you said, Mr. Ma." In front of the screen, Tang Huan playfully shook the wine glass in his hand, looking up and down at Ma Qiao, who had a blue nose and swollen face on the screen, "At noon today, the four of you followed my son's instructions to commit murder, first by a student, then by a group of researchers, and finally by the patrol police in the detention room, until my lawyer bailed you out, remove those adjectives, the synopsis of the story is roughly like this, right?" ”

"Don ...... Mr. Tang ......"

"Is that so, or isn't it?"

"Yes...... That is true. ”

"My son, your lord has been with you all the time, and he hasn't received special courtesy, has he?"

"I didn't ...... No. We told you your name, but the police pretended not to care about politics, how could they not have heard of your name! ”

"It's good, you also reported my name, I'm curious, it's been four hours, why haven't you cut yourself yet?"

"Don ...... Mr. Tang ...... "Ma Qiao's face was almost on the screen, and beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from his forehead, but Tang Hua didn't look up at the screen again, just looked up at the wine in the glass.

Finally, a breath of blood rose from his face, he took a few steps back, and saluted Tang Hua in a straight posture, "Mr. Tang, please take care of my family for the sake of me who have never slackened off in the past three years." ”

"I don't treat my men badly." Tang Hua replied lightly.

"Thank you." After Ma Qiao finished speaking, he gave another military salute, and then cut off the call.

After 30 seconds, the communication was connected again, and an eagle-eyed man appeared on the other side of the screen: "Mr. Tang, Ma Qiao shot and killed 3 people, and then swallowed the bullet and killed himself." ”

"I know, I don't have to bury it, throw it in the passage."

"Yes, Mr. Tang."

"Also, talk to the accountant and send the bereavement pension to their home, according to the ...... The criteria for martyrdom. ”

"Huh?" The Hawk-Eyed Man visibly froze.

"Hear me clearly, Tang Ying." Tang Hua glanced at the eagle-eyed man deeply and said lightly.

"Clear ...... Clear. Tang Ying's face turned a little pale, and he replied tremblingly.

"It's good to be clear, if you can't hear clearly, it's better to retire."

"Please...... Rest assured, my ears are good. ”

"That's good, so be it." Tang Hua waved his hand, Tang Ying quickly cut off the video, and the room fell silent.

"Do you have a question?" Tang Hua asked suddenly.

"I don't understand." Prodi floated down from the dome and looked directly at Tang Huan.

"Also, it stands to reason that I don't care about those reputations, nor do I care about that son, so why bother to force those bodyguards to death? I can't help it, I don't care, but Mr. Speaker does, so I have to, don't I? ”

Prodi frowned, as if thinking, "I just don't understand why you care so much about the lives and deaths of a few mortals." After speaking, he floated up again, and didn't look at Tang Huan, just looked into the distance.

"Hahahahaha! Sure enough, you know how to comfort people best! After a burst of laughter, Tang Huan suddenly fell silent: "I have never been able to treat them as another species, as a ...... Mortal. ”

"We're different from them, you know."

"But emotionally it's the same."

"Emotional...... I do not know. Prodi floated higher, so high that Tang Ju couldn't catch him with his head raised, so Tang Ju had to retract his head, and the conversation came to an end.

A moment later, Tang Ying answered the phone again, and he on the screen became the cold eagle-eyed man again, his demeanor was respectful but not flattering, let alone a little panicked: "Mr. Speaker, Young Master Ning wants to see you." ”

"Let him in." Tang Hua wanted to refuse, but the conversation with Prodi made him a little eager to see this son who had never met since he was a child, so he agreed by mistake, even he didn't know whether he wanted to see his son, or wanted to feel those emotions that were connected with "mortals", "Hey, birds, don't you avoid it?" ”

"He can't see me."

"You're floating there!"

"He can't see me." Prodi repeated.

"You know I don't like to use abilities with my family."

"Then we'll get to know each other."

"Can you think about it for others once in a while! How do I introduce my son to an uncle who can fly! It's a father-son meeting, and there won't be a topic you're interested in. ”

"I'm interested in the topic of the four generations of the Mosu family."

"I don't have to talk about it."

"Then there is nothing to say between you."

Tang Hua was like red wine plugged in the bottle: "...... Take your liking. ”

Time rewinds back to a few minutes ago, on the second floor of the Tang Mansion.

This is where the core members of the Tang family live, including Tang Ning, the head of the guard Tang Ying, the housekeeper, the secretary, the family doctor and Tang Huan's own bedroom are all on this floor, Tang Hua rarely appears on the second floor, he seems to prefer the weird and empty study, so the most powerful people on the second floor are generally ...... Tang Ying, because he was the only one who was allowed to call Tang Huan's phone at any time, even Tang Ning did not have this right.

Seven years ago, Tang Hua started from a homeless man, Tang Ying was the first follower, in seven years, he witnessed the most incredible success history of Mr. Speaker, like the darling of the gods, as long as Tang Hua needs, there will be nobles regardless of gains and losses, until it loses its use value and becomes the nourishment of the Tang Huan Empire.

In Tang Ying's view, Tang Hua is a nightmare in mythological stories, with an irresistible charm and a heart without mercy. He changed his surname to Don, followed him, learned from him, was loyal to him, and was always ready to betray him before he was abandoned, and now, it seemed that the time had come.

"He's going to kill me. He's going to kill me? He's going to kill me! Hanging up the communication, Tang Ying couldn't suppress his fear anymore, he collapsed to the ground, sweating like pulp, instantly wet his clothes, and the cold wind was like falling into an ice cave.

A few minutes later, Tang Ying stood up and changed all his clothes from the inside out, and through the tedious process of changing clothes, he had completely calmed down. Anyway, sooner or later, if you want to kill me, I'll kill you first!

Tang Ying sneered, dialed a few confidants, and after some explanation, he poured himself a glass of red wine, sat back on the single sofa in the center of the living room, and looked at the empty hall wall.

Downing always had an unreal feeling, like half a year ago, the black-haired man known as his father suddenly came to pick him up, and his mother, who had pampered him since childhood, immediately gave up custody.

Downing is a native of Shangri-La, and his mother is a real celebrity, and he loves to peddle himself among the most powerful politicians of mankind today, and because of this, Downing has lived in a privileged class since childhood. He was familiar with the routines of this class, knowing what he could and couldn't do, until Tang Huan appeared and brought him to this small island belonging to the Ark Organization.

What happens to the privileged children of a metropolis when they come to a small country town? Is it self-defeating, or is it superior? Tang Ning didn't know, because he was afraid of this man who called him father, extremely afraid, even if this man had never threatened him, even if this man had only spoken to him three times in total in half a year.

Tang Ning carefully hid himself, did not socialize, did not mess around, and did not do anything eye-catching, but after all, it was difficult for a young man to hold on for a long time, and the sixteen-year-old Young Master Tang had been dormant for half a year, and gradually found that this so-called father really didn't care about himself, so he began to relapse into his old state, who knew that he bumped into the muzzle of Mo and Su the next day. The fat beating outside the life science institute and the half-day humiliation in the detention center knocked Tang Ning's fear of Tang Hua back to every part of his body, even worse than before.

Suddenly, Tang Ning heard some movement outside the door, it was some human voices.

"Be careful! Damn, I don't want to end up with Maqiao! ”

"Brother Dao, what did Ma Qiao do? After talking to the boss on the phone, he killed 3 brothers, and he didn't even let go of himself? ”

"What else could it be? Isn't it just the matter of the young master! ”

"They're ghosts for the dead?"

"For the dead? Cut! But let's go first. ”

"Wouldn't it? That's the boss's own son. ”

"My son? Have you ever seen a boss with a woman? Those women in the secretariat are so beautiful, who have you seen the boss fall into? Moreover, Tang Ning's hair color is much different from that of the boss, and black hair can't give birth to blonde hair. ”

"So?"

"Hmph, it's just a tricky prop, and if you lose such a big face, of course you should throw it away and get a new one! If you want me to say, it's better to change to a beautiful lady this time, hey, hey, hey! ”

The voice gradually drifted away, leaving Tang Ning on the other side of the door, he finally understood the origin of the fear in his heart, he, Tang Ning, is probably not Tang Huan's son at all, this is politics, in order to move to a higher level, Tang Huan used him to cover up his flaws.

What am I going to do? What to do? I'm going to die, I'm going to be killed! The more Tang Ning thought about it, the more convinced he was of the accuracy of the message. He was like a trapped beast, pacing back and forth, tearing his hair, and suddenly, a face flashed in his mind, a seemingly cold but kind and humble face, Tang Ying.

He really regards himself as a young master, not to mention taking care of him everywhere in his daily life, I heard that he was blackmailed, and the four people of Maqiao were also assigned by him for himself, although he said that it was Tang Huan's meaning, but when did Tang Huan care about his life or death?

Tang Ning made up his mind, he wanted to find Tang Ying, he wanted to gain Tang Ying's allegiance, and he wanted to save himself!

Tang Ying sat quietly on his sofa, the bait had been laid, and now he was just waiting for the small fish to bite the hook, he had prepared a plan, the shark died, the small fish died, and the scavenger would become the new master of this sea area.

Suddenly, he heard hurried footsteps outside the door, Tang Ying smiled slightly, and the little fish took the bait......

"Mr. Speaker, Young Master Tang Ning wants to see you."

"Let him in."

Tang Ning finally walked into Tang Huan's study on the third floor of the villa, just like the legend of the family, it was empty and weird, the floor was dark red, and there was huge floor-to-ceiling glass on all sides, only one sofa, a small few, Tang Hua on the sofa, and ...... on the dome

"Who!" Tang Ning was almost frightened by the gray light and shadow floating in the dome, and the porcelain collided together with a soft and crisp tinkling sound.

"Nobody's there, kid, it's just you and me in the room." Tang Huan's voice came to his ears, Tang Ning unconsciously looked at Tang Huan, and was instantly attracted by a pair of purple eyes, those eyes seemed to be in the distance, and as if in front of him, filling the entire study space, the gray light and shadow of the dome became fader and fainter, and then disappeared, and with it, there were memories, memories of gray light and shadow.

"Nobody...... Over there. Downing repeated with difficulty.

"Why are you seeing me?"

"I'm going to poison you."

"Oh?" Tang Huan didn't expect to get such an answer at all, and his face finally couldn't remain calm anymore, "Why?" ”

"In order not for you to kill me, I can only kill you first."

"You have a good son." Prodi floated down from the dome and stood on the ground for the first time, standing in front of Tang Huan.

"And he has a great henchman." Tang Hua said.

"This is what you see as a mortal."

"As I said, emotions are connected."

Prodi nodded noncommittally and said, "What will the mortal emotions do about this?" ”

"You can't think of it." Tang Hua smiled bitterly, and then snapped his fingers.

Tang Ning finally walked into Tang Huan's study on the third floor of the villa, and the legend of the family was the same, it was empty and weird, the floor was dark red, and there was huge floor-to-ceiling glass on all sides, only one sofa, a small few, and Tang Ju on the sofa, no one else.

"Father."

"What are you doing with your head down?" Tang Hua sneered, "I know, this is the makeup that you young people like, but seriously, it's not good-looking." ”

"Yes...... Yes, Father. Tang Huan's voice trembled a little, and his head almost touched the tea tray in his hand.

"Why do you want to see me? It's been half a year, and this is the first time. ”

"I'm afraid of disturbing my father." Downing's head was lower.

"You always see me if you want to."

"I heard that my father has been very busy recently, and although he has a heavy job, he still needs to pay attention to his body."

"I remember."

"I made my father a pot of tea."

"Oh?" Tang Hua glanced at Tang Ning meaningfully, and didn't move away for a long time, Tang Ning's head was very low, but his hands didn't tremble a little, "I didn't know you could make tea." ”

"Blind brewing, tea can refresh the mind and help thinking."

"Then ...... Bring it here. ”

Tang Hua finally put down the wine glass, and replaced it with a beautifully carved teacup, which was filled with tea and exuded a curling aroma.

"Ning'er."

"Father."

"I've been drinking black tea for seven years, all of which were brewed by Tang Ying, and I told him that this cup is the most fragrant."

Tang Ning was almost frightened, he raised his head with a pale face, but saw that Tang Huan's eyes were only roundabout, and there was no murderous aura.

"I learned this from Uncle Ying, and I didn't learn it well, and my father praised it."

"Yes, I also smell bad, my son's tea is made with special condiments."

"I didn't ...... Didn't add any ......"

"You should be more calm, don't panic at every turn." Tang Hua interrupted Tang Ning's words, and just said lightly, "What you did, I did it when I was younger than you." ”

"What...... What's up? ”

"Tea to my father." Tang Hua laughed.

"My son is ashamed."

"You go, I'll drink tea."

"My son is leaving."

Tang Ning almost crawled out of the study, the door was closed, Tang Hua looked at the tea in his hand, and did not make a sound for a long time.

"You're going to drink."

"My son's first cup of tea."

"You don't have the ability to heal yourself, you're going to die."

"The children of the Tang family will only grow up after devouring their father."

"You're going to die."

"Help me take care of my son, for the sake of many years."

"You're going to die."

"He has blood, the bloodline of the able, I never said, my father is also the capable." Tang Huan's speech was fast, and this moment was almost pleading.

"I'll give him a chance." The dome fell silent after these words.

"Thank you." Tang Hua smiled bitterly, picked up the teacup and drank it all, "I really miss the days when my mother was still there." With that, a large stream of blood gushed out of his mouth, wetted his clothes, and sprayed onto the floor.

Tang Huan, Speaker of the Dunhuang Parliament, died at home on March 22, IC62, at the age of 46.

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"Audience friends, let's start broadcasting the weather. At 20 o'clock in the eighth time zone standard time, there will be a wide range of thunder and rainstorm outside the island, and the total amount of thunder and lightning is expected to exceed the bearing limit of the magnetic energy cover, and some of the thunder and lightning will leak on the island, and the island will rain in real time, lasting 2 hours, with a rainfall of 160 mm, please pay attention to the waterproof home, please bring rain gear when you go out, and the weather broadcast is completed. In the projection TV, the beautiful female announcer of Dunhuang TV is making weather forecasts in standard Mandarin Chinese.

"Little girl, that, is there a fruit salad? Steak isn't meant to be served with fruit salad and drinks? "There wasn't so much intrigue and gore in that detached apartment on Xuelin Street, and boys and girls were enjoying the joy of independent living. Of course, the stinky boy never admits that this life is enjoyment, especially when he watches the black pepper steak made of alcohol-lamped steak and the black-fried pepper steak just lie in front of him and laugh at himself with his mouth wide open.

"Ahh Also, you eat the steak first, I'll get it! Su Ningqiu suddenly realized, and quickly got up, "Also, I am half a month older than you, I want to call my sister, and then call the little girl, I will tie you to the asbestos net!" ”

"Yes, yes! Sister! "The stinky boy wants to cry without tears.

"Oops! I'm running out of salad dressing, I'm going to buy it, you wait a little longer! Su Ningqiu's voice came from the kitchen, as well as the intermittent sound of putting on shoes.

"Hey! The weather forecast just now says it will rain at night, so don't forget to bring an umbrella. ”

"You have to concentrate on watching TV, it's only 5 o'clock, and it's raining at 8 o'clock, do I still go to Eden to buy a salad dressing?" The little girl continued to wrestle with her shoes.

"The weather forecast is inaccurate, what if it rains early?"

"Do you think I'm an idiot? The magnetic energy cover is a big glass cover, except for the energy harvester that pokes out, there is not even a hole, the so-called rain is just a faucet sprinkled with water, you go to the forecast can not try! The little girl who was despised for her intelligence was angry, and threw the changed slippers into the dining room with her teeth and claws. Mo Liyun lifted the plate smoothly, the steak and slippers stuck together, and the magic was that the plate at a 90-degree right angle to the table was still firmly attached to the steak, and there was no meaning of falling off at all.

"Super strong bio-adhesive!" The stinky boy sighed that he completely ignored the rampaging Frankenstein.

"When I come back, you're dead, and you're ready to suffer the punishment of durian salad! Hum! The little girl slammed the door and walked out.

"Stinky boy, dead ink rhyme, dare to use my fried steak as double-sided tape, my aunt and grandmother will be regarded as a good wife and mother if they don't exert their authority!" Thinking of a good wife and good mother, the little girl's face was flushed, and she stomped her feet hatefully, "Aunt and grandmother are loved by everyone, and flowers bloom, so she won't be so unlucky to be your good wife and mother!" Ah, where is this? ”

Su Ningqiu raised her eyes to look around, but found that she had come to a strange street in a trance. It's not a road to a supermarket at all, the alleys are lined up like giant spider webs. The little girl has been in Dunhuang for 6 years, but in addition to Xuelin Street, she only knows two avenues, and the life of school, research institute, and home is the common feature of all scientific researchers. She was a little flustered and wanted to touch her phone, but found that she was so angry just now that she didn't bring it with her.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, no matter which avenue, as long as you can find it, it's a big deal to go back." While comforting herself, Su Ningqiu picked a direction and walked straight forward. A dark shadow flashed through the side alley, but on closer inspection, there was nothing.

Su Ningqiu was taken aback, her small body leaned against the root of the wall, and moved forward little by little: "What...... Person! What people are there! ”

There was no answer, and the cold wind poured through the alley, bringing with it a rancid smell, which was the most characteristic smell of the deep alley, meaning that few people passed by. Su Ningqiu continued to stick to the root of the wall, but she didn't notice that the root of the wall had almost been moved by her.

At the moment when half of her body leaned out of the wall, a hand reached out of the darkness on the left side of her neck, with a "T" tattooed with a flower on her wrist, and the white square scarf on the palm covered Su Ningqiu's mouth and nose.

"Hmm!" Su Ningqiu struggled a few times, the vigorous exercise brought a big breath, and a strong fragrance came from her mouth and nose, she felt that her body was getting lighter and lighter, and finally fell into darkness.

In the independent apartment on Xuelin Street, Mo Liyun was drinking tea and watching TV at the dining table, and the front of the table was squarely placed with the steak with a slipper sticky, with neat knives and forks, like a mockery of the maker.

"That girl, how did you buy a salad dressing and went for more than an hour, could it be true that you went to Eden to buy it? It's not like getting angry and running away and getting lost, right? Mo Liyun picked up the fork and poked the slippers on the steak for a while, "Isn't it a bit of a joke?" ”

Just thinking about it, there was a knock at the door, three light and one heavy, which seemed very educated, not something that a little girl could knock on. Mo Liyun got up to open the door and casually tucked the fork into his sleeve.

Outside the door was a middle-aged man in his 30s, with strong muscles, a very explosive head, holding a letter in both hands, Mo Liyun noticed that his finger joints were thick, his tiger mouth was full of calluses, and there was a flower "T" tattooed on his wrist.

"On the orders of the boss, please ask Young Master Mo to go to Workshop 17 of Warehouse No. 3 in the East District at 8 o'clock in the evening, this is an invitation." The person who came was neither humble nor arrogant, but his words seemed ...... Well, it's a bit of a pretense, Mo Liyun thought.

"Who's your boss?" Mo Liyun took the envelope casually, didn't open it, and asked casually.

"The eldest young master of the Tang family is also the current head of the Tang family, Young Master Tang Ning."

"Downing?" Mo Liyun remembered the fool who shouted that my dad was the speaker, and tore off the seal casually.

The so-called invitation is a photo, Su Ningqiu is tied to a chair, her head and neck are drooping, and she seems to have fainted, and there is a sentence behind the photo: At 8 o'clock in the evening, the warehouse in the East District, the rain has not arrived, and the fragrance has disappeared.

Mo Liyun's eyes narrowed slightly, looked at the photo for a long time, and finally took a deep breath and smiled at the visitor: "I received the invitation, go back and tell your boss, I will definitely go to the appointment as scheduled." ”

The visitor bowed and turned to leave, when suddenly a leg shadow flashed in the corner of his eye, and he hurriedly raised his arms to hold it. But Mo Liyun's sweeping leg didn't kick over, and the horizontal leg made an arc and stomped to the ground, Mo Liyun also took advantage of the situation, and the fork hidden in the right sleeve exposed its hideous claws and stabbed into the carotid artery of the comer.

"Forget it, I changed my mind, or go back by myself, this is etiquette. As for you, just rest here for a while. Mo Liyun didn't look at the bloody messenger, threw the photo away, and disappeared into the corner of the street to the East District, like a lynx about to hunt.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, night fell on Dunhuang.