At dusk, the cold sea breeze blows through the balconies of coastal buildings, and Adam, who is holding a dinner plate, has short blond hair that flutters slightly. Because of the baptism of the sea breeze for a long time, the uneaten steak on the plate has long been cold.

He was also anxious at this time after not eating all day, and the silence of the palace during the evacuation of the residents made him more and more sure that there was a bigger conspiracy behind the "new energy line".

And that's not even the worst news.

Today was the fifth day of the evacuation of the residents, and on the second day he received a message from the Meteorological Bureau that a typhoon had formed and the wind speed had strengthened from 12 to 13, and on the third day, he received another message from the Meteorological Bureau that a strong typhoon had formed and that the wind speed had increased from 14 to 15!

In just two days, a tropical cyclone has changed from a tropical storm with a wind speed of 11 to a strong typhoon with a wind speed of 15, and such a terrifying expansion rate is simply unheard of.

Once the wind speed increases again, a strong typhoon becomes a super typhoon.

The super typhoon, with winds of 16, is so destructive that not many buildings can withstand its devastation, even with current technology.

Once a super typhoon makes landfall, it is an unprecedented disaster for any place.

As soon as the news was announced, all cities on the west coast of the Pacific Ocean were in a state of turmoil, and emergency measures were taken to prevent typhoons.

Three cities that could become the landfall of a strong typhoon, including Shanghai, have implemented emergency evacuation plans, and people have rushed to the nearest shelters under the efficient command of the traffic police.

Adam looked at the sky, and the setting sun dyed the sky a fiery red, which invisibly increased the tension.

Just now, the Meteorological Bureau has determined the specific time and place of the landfall of the strong typhoon, Chongming Island the day after tomorrow.

The day after tomorrow, it is the same time as the bicycle ball, one day later than the time of the explosion of the "new energy line"; And the location is again - thinking of the last sentence of the message from the Meteorological Bureau, "The typhoon is very strange and blue", his heart completely sank to the bottom.

It's not a coincidence, it's premeditated!

Glancing at the steak, Adam put his plate on the balcony, he was really in no mood to eat, and he never ate hot food that was cold.

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In the afternoon of the next day, on the cement steps of the wharf, Yichen sat on a section of the steps in a daze. The concrete steps were very long, about thirty or forty knots, and he sat in the right side of the center, neither high nor low.

The location of the wharf is good, not far from the right is the Yangtze River Tunnel, which passes through Changxing Island and leads directly to Chongming Island. Sitting on the steps, directly in front of the turbulent Yangtze River and Changxing Island, known as "Pure Island" and "Longevity Island", you can clearly see Chongming Island, which is more than ten times larger, across Changxing Island.

At this time, Changxing Island and Chongming Island were the same as the pier in front of them, empty, no, there was still him on the pier.

Chongming Island and the surrounding coastal areas have all been blocked, and the wharf is located in it, including the Yangtze River Tunnel. The roar of the machines and the brushing of the cars are gone, and all that remains here is the sound of nature, the whirring wind and the howling of the water.

A large number of police cars and police officers stood outside the blockade to prevent some of the daring fatdies who didn't take the typhoon seriously from sneaking in – the traffic police alone could no longer guarantee the blockade of the area.

Out of the dock, blockades are everywhere on the roads, and this is what the blockade area looks like now. The blockade area is not all deserted, but for Changxing Island and Chongming Island, there are tens of thousands of members of the Command Department in the surrounding coastal areas.

Yichen looked at the sun that was about to set at sea level, and there would be no more sunshine in the next few days, because the sky was already overcast, and it was raining lightly, and countless raindrops were frantically charging towards the earth from a height of 10,000 meters.

Immediately, the police outside the blockade area will be evacuated, the 15-level gale is the guy who can sweep people into the sky, and the only ones who are qualified to meet it are the rookie, strictly speaking, the rookie's order department, and the other departments are a bunch of rats who can only fight war of words in Andrei's opinion.

The rain hit the clothes, creating a very small dark mark, although the rain was small, but it could not stand the denseness, and in the blink of an eye, it would wet Yichen's clothes.

He looked absentmindedly at the rushing Yangtze River, and chose to let the rain that bullied his clothes go unnoticed. The countless rains falling on the heavenly dome caused far less momentum than a small wave brought by the big river.

His mood is like the weather now, very bad, and like a big river in front of him, much more angry.

It's been six days, and there is still no news from Ai Xue, as well as Mo Kaize's grandparents, as if they have evaporated from the world.

Thinking of Mo Kaize, his eyes darkened again, as expected by the Fang supervisor, the mechanical rescue failed, and the machine lost contact when it descended to a hundred meters, and more than a dozen attempts in a row were all the same result.

The "new energy line" that was supposed to explode today did not explode, and Chongming Island is still quiet. After pondering, Director Fang came to the conclusion that it had something to do with Mo Kaize, who was the Lord of the Wind, and Mo Kaize had bought more time.

The director said that when the flow of wind elements was almost completely disordered, the only unclosed maintenance passage in Dongtan Wetland Park did not have a blowout, which should also have a lot to do with Mo Kaize.

In this case, the explosion of the "new energy line", the arrival of the "Fengshen", and the holding of the "China Station" will all happen on the same day - tomorrow, he would rather believe that God really exists, than believe that this is a coincidence, and the overall situation planned by the Wind King Palace has finally arrived.

"Fengshen" is the name of this typhoon.

The naming of typhoons is reused sequentially according to a pre-established naming table, provided by 14 member countries or regions in the Asia-Pacific region to which the World Meteorological Group belongs, each member country or region provides 10 names, and this typhoon, the name is based on the "wind god" provided by Chinese mainland, the mythical god of wind.

The rain seems to have put away its stubborn personality and no longer vents its displeasure on its soaked clothes.

Yichen looked up and saw not a gloomy sky, but a black umbrella, which was not small, covering his entire body and his heart of wanting to "peep into the sky".

"Why are you here?" Yichen looked at the girl standing on the steps one step higher than him.

"Illness is no excuse to get out of the ordinary." Lu Xuan held an umbrella in his hand, but his eyes looked at the angry Yangtze River.

A black off-the-shoulder sweater reveals rounded shoulders and delicate collarbones, black denim shorts with black plush stockings that contrast with the white thighs sandwiched in the middle, and black leather boots with metal chains.

Dimmy, rainy, uninhabited, the special environment with the extreme black of the girl's body, the atmosphere was instantly rendered with an indescribable weirdness, and subconsciously looked at the black umbrella again, Yichen was even more convinced of this feeling.

"I didn't plan to escape." He remembered the girl's words in hindsight.

I have to say that the style of the girl's outfit is super cool, and A exploded. Under the influence of aesthetics and hormones, Yichen's eyes always want to linger on girls.

Fortunately, his self-control was not weak, Yichen barely suppressed this thought, and retracted his gaze: "It's cold to dress like this." ”

"No one can die." Lu Xuan said coldly.

Yichen stopped talking, and it could be seen that his teacher regarded himself as a dark heroine in the anime again, could it be that personality differentiation disorder is a person's playhouse? One person acting as all the people of the whole world?

He felt that Lu Xuan's use of "you owe me money, a lot of money" is more appropriate to describe Lu Xuan, and the little face of "if you owe me 30 million if you are a person" is enough to explain everything. But this kind of thing, no matter how dare he borrow it, he won't dare to say it.

Seeing that Yichen didn't speak, Lu Xuan said, "I'm here to deliver the umbrella, shouldn't you say thank you?" ”

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

After quietly listening to the sound of rain for five seconds, Yichen turned his head to look at Lu Xuan: "You won't really just come to deliver an umbrella, right?" ”

"Or else?"

"You're such a good teacher." Yichen nodded and looked at Chongming Island, "Do you say that the 'new energy line' will really explode?" If the pipe material is made of the hardest substance, will the explosion only be an internal explosion? ”

"The hardest is carykyne sulfide, which is twice as hard as graphene next to it and 200 times harder than steel. Even so, carboxylene sulfide could not stop a nuclear bomb, even a small one. Moreover, carboxylene sulfide is extremely unstable and difficult to manufacture. Lu Xuan still looked at the Yangtze River and didn't look at him.

"You still have to believe in science." Yichen also knew that he was whimsical.

Lu Xuan looked up at the same dark sky as her: "The 'Wind God' will arrive tomorrow, are you ready?" ”

Yichen shook his head: "There's nothing to prepare, even if it's tied to a container weighing several tons, the 'Wind God' won't spare me." It would roll the container up with me into the sky and fall to the ground again, and smash me into a pulp. In the end, I died, and I had to deal with the container, and the gains outweighed the losses. ”

"You're mentally retarded, aren't you?" For the first time since he came to the present, Lu Xuan looked down at him.

"You think I'm talking gibberish? Indeed like. Yichen continued, "The 15-level wind has been able to blow down the building, don't you see that people are hiding in the shelter against the typhoon? Most of Shanghai is now deserted, and only thieves who don't want to die will take this opportunity to enjoy the fun of stealing unscrupulously. ”

"There is no cure." Lu Xuan thought he was probably crazy.

"The people in the club are not normal, I have long been assimilated." Yichen made excuses for himself.

On the way to the dock, he met many members of the command department, and everyone had more or less excitement in their eyes, like a soldier who was about to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, and the excitement was far more than fear, and the fear was far less than the blood under the soul of the army.

Of course, it has nothing to do with military exploits, and a soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier, and the goal of the members of the order department should be to hope that one day they can kick Andre off the position of supervisor, and then wash their buttocks, so that it can have intimate contact with the chair surface that is more valuable than gold.

In André's words: "The biggest abnormality is when the people in the club are normal, they can hook anything to me, or the golden chair under my ass." ”

"Can you lower the umbrella a little bit? Lifting so high, the wind was blowing, and the rain came in from the side. His body shivered involuntarily, and Yichen wrapped his soaked coat tightly.

"I can't."

"Then you can give me the umbrella, I can always do it myself." Yichen held out a hand.

"No."

Looking at the girl who decisively refused, Yichen retracted his hand helplessly, wrapped his hands around to keep warm, and forcibly moved his gaze to the majestic rain, if he could be distracted, the coldness might be weakened a lot.

"It's cold." Lu Xuanxiang's shoulders trembled slightly.

"Aren't you cold?" Yichen squinted.

"Isn't it cold again?"

"You want grace, not temperature, live-"

Before Yi Chen finished speaking, he was interrupted by muddy water coming from the side, Lu Xuan deliberately stepped down the steps, taking the opportunity to stomp on it, and the stagnant water on the steps mixed with mud splashed towards Yi Chen, dyeing the pants on the outside of his thighs with strange brown flowers.

"You're cold, and I didn't blow it." Yichen weakly added in his heart, "If you have the ability, you can find the wind and be angry."

Indifference faded from Lu Xuan's pretty goose egg face, and a sweet smile as bright as the warm sun emerged, as if it could melt all the wind and snow: "Why don't you lend me your warm embrace?" ”

"Okay" was about to blurt out, but was stopped by the owner of the mouth at the critical moment, and Yichen smiled symbolically: "Men and women don't kiss, the teacher should go back and warm up." ”

The smile was instantly replaced by a slightly resentful coldness, Lu Xuan snorted, turned around and left.

"Let's go?"

"If you don't leave, will you stay until the New Year?"

"Leave the umbrella behind! Didn't you say you came to bring me an umbrella? Yichen shouted.

"I forgot to bring my umbrella." Lu Xuan didn't look back, and said lightly.

Yichen pretended not to care and waved at the girl, deliberately angry at her: "Whatever, the smile just now made me suddenly feel that it is not so cold here." ”

Sou!

The sound of breaking the air was mixed with the sound of raindrops hitting the ground, and a black shadow shot out of the heavy rain curtain, slammed into Yichen's chest, and finally fell to the ground.

Rubbing his chest, Yichen saw that there was a black umbrella in the stagnant water, fortunately it was not the kind of long and pointed umbrella, otherwise it would have pierced his heart.

"Hey! You don't have an umbrella anymore? Yichen stood up and shouted to the girl who had disappeared into the rain.

No response.

Picking up the umbrella in the stagnant water, Yichen sat down again, and learned that there was only one umbrella, and he actually hoped that Lu Xuan would do it himself.

Holding up the umbrella, the rain reluctantly dodged, in the sound of the rushing rain, he looked at the dim sky, continued to be in a daze, but his mood was no longer so low, and after saying a few words, the pressure was released, and his mood was undoubtedly much better.

However, God did not intend to give him too much time to distract, and after five minutes, the departing shadow reappeared, through the heavy rain curtain and came not far behind him.

"You're here to get it...... Umbrellas? Yichen got up and handed out an umbrella as he walked towards the girl, "How can the student let the teacher get drenched in the rain?" It's my fault, I should catch up with you. ”

Lu Xuan wiped the rain from his face and did not take the umbrella: "Emergency meeting." ”

"What's going on...... What's wrong? Yichen stammered, it wasn't that he didn't want to speak fluently, but the situation in front of him was too tempting.

The rain wet a long beige hair, the black knit sweater clings to the skin, outlining a full arc on the chest, the fragrant shoulders and collarbones are white and shiny under the polishing of the rain, Lu Xuan's perfect figure is vividly displayed at this time, and the hot curve makes Yichen can't help but swallow his saliva.

"The wind speed has increased again, reaching level 16, and a super typhoon has formed!"

"What! Super Typhoon! ”