After saying goodbye to Jiang Chenye, Xiyu walked on the cold and windy sidewalk, passing vehicles were sparse and scattered, pedestrians were in twos and threes, and everyone was running around for their livelihood and working hard for life. Yuzu slowed down and took a closer look at the area she hadn't set foot in, and despite living in the 15th arrondissement for more than a decade, she had never looked closely at the place where she lived.

The 15th district is a large area, which includes 10 larger cities, and Chuyu City is the central city of the 15th district, which belongs to the center of the entire 15th district, and other cities include Shenwan City, Jiwan City and so on. The headquarters of the Alien Bureau is also in the city of Hatsuru, and it is in the center of it, although the other cities also have Alien Bureaus, but they are all small branches.

Xiyu's home is in the Dongcheng District of Chuyu City, and he has never left there for so many years, today is the first western suburbs, which is not more lively than Dongcheng District, which is a suburb of Chuyu City, and it is also the residence of most ordinary people at the bottom, and the scenery of the small city has a kind of tranquil quietness. Yuzu walked and stopped, smelling the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes, and in the low and tight alley of the bungalow, there was a trolley with a large oven on it, and the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes should come from here.

Yuzu walked slowly towards the cart, the sweet fragrance aroused the cravings in her stomach, I hadn't seen such a stall for a long time, this kind of roasted sweet potato that can only be seen in remote places.

An old man in a gray-green cotton coat and a felt hat sat beside the car roasting sweet potatoes and shouted around, the uncle's beard was gray, the wrinkles on his face were as deep as ravines, and his hands were in his arms, and every time he passed by, his eyes would follow that person until he left. When someone stops and asks him to buy a roasted sweet potato, he will skillfully pack the steaming sweet potato quickly and hand it to his customer, who seems to have been here all along, accustomed to this kind of life.

Yuzu approached the old man, only to see that the old man was already on the chair with his eyes closed and recuperating, and beside him was the oven that was braving the heat wave, although the weather was cold, he could feel a trace of warmth.

Yuzu whispered, "Grandpa, can you give me a roasted sweet potato?" ”

The old man didn't move, his eyes were still closed, as if nothing had happened, Yuyu tried to call a few more times, and finally after three or four calls, the old man opened his eyes and looked at the girl who was a little panicked in front of him.

His voice was hoarse and dry: "Ah, I'm sorry, I'm old, my ears are bad, little girl, what did you just say?" ”

Yuzu was not anxious, her voice was a little louder than before, and she repeated to the old man the words she had just said two or three times: "Grandpa, I want a roasted sweet potato." ”

"Good, good." The old man got up with some difficulty, Xiyu saw this, and hurriedly stepped forward to help, the fine snow on the old man's shoulders shook off a chill, "Oh, thank you, little girl, it's getting older, and it's becoming difficult to get up." The old man slowly straightened his waist, his movements were slightly sluggish, and Yuyu protected the old man on the side, for fear that he would accidentally fall.

The old man quickly took out a large, hot roasted sweet potato from the stove, put it in a brown paper bag and handed it to Yuyu, as soon as the steaming sweet potato was broken, it was steaming upwards, and Yuyu's face was buried by steam, but it dispelled the cold on his face.

Yuzu wanted to stand and solve the sweet potato, but saw the old man waving at her and gave her another seat, after Yuzu thanked her, sat on the wooden bench with low legs, lowered his head and nibbled on the sweet potato in his hand, sweet and soft, with the fragrance of charcoal.

"Little girl, you're not from this neighborhood, are you?" The old man looked at Yuyu's appearance with a smile and said kindly.

Yuyu's mouth was constantly snorting when he was roasted sweet potato, and in the face of the words at this time, he could only nod and answer, and after swallowing the sweet potato, he said, "Grandpa, have you always lived here?" ”

"yes, they've been here for over seventy years." The old man turned his head, looked at the crooked end of the alley, and said nostalgically: "After so many years, there is still no change here." ”

Xiyu looked at the scenery in front of him, the life of the market alley is sunrise and sunset, it is firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, it is a lifelike moment of life, and it is a peaceful and peaceful situation at this time.

"Are sweet potatoes delicious?"

"It's delicious." Yuzu stuffed her mouth and said with a satisfied smile.

Seeing this, the old man also smiled from ear to ear and said, "Hahaha, my grandfather taught my father, and my father taught me again, this roasted sweet potato stall has lasted for many years." Xu finally found a person to chat with, and the old man chattered a lot with Xiyu, about this stall, about his life, about everything here.

In the end, the old man mentioned a person Yuzu seemed to know, and he said: "Little girl, I see you, you are about the same age as Aye, Aye used to chat with me often, that little ghost used to patronize my roasted sweet potato stand every day when he was a child, alas, I don't know how it is now." ”

"Aye?" Yuzu looked at the old man, it couldn't be the only wild she knew, right? "Grandpa, is the person you are talking about called a wild?"

"Yes, yes, why, little girl, you know him." The old man touched Bai Huahua's beard with a smile, and his eyes widened in surprise.

"Well, he's a classmate with me now." Yuzu nodded and said.

The old man turned his head clearly, looked into the distance, and said a little gloomily: "That's it, haha, only wild him, he is a good boy, but he lives a very hard life, I haven't seen him recently, and I went to school somewhere else." ”

Yuzu smiled shallowly, and the place full of fireworks turned out to be the place where Zhiye used to live.

This tranquility and tranquility slowly passed in the long river of time, and Xiyu felt the peace of life for the first time, and the people who came and went formed the fifteenth district today, and she wanted to protect this beauty, with her own strength.

In the past, she wanted to become an alien because of her dream or life? She wants to relieve the pressure on Bai Xi, and she also wants to rise to prominence like the heroes reported on TV and be respected and worshipped, but she never seems to want to be an alien for the sake of others, in order to protect strangers.

How colorful life is, how precious life is, everyone has different choices. Just like what Captain Qi Zhao said when he met him for the first time, the existence of the ability is to give people another choice, Yuzu held the hot roasted sweet potato, looking at the pedestrians coming and going, as if he suddenly understood what he really wanted.

Since I want to live freely, then I choose to fight for protection!

*****

In the gloomy corridor, a man looked at an iron door covered with small advertisements, and described the situation on the intercom: "This is the No. 1 position of the fourth team of the alien planet, everything is normal at the door, and nothing unusual has been found." ”

A deep voice from the person opposite came from the headset: "Continue to observe, and report any changes immediately." ”

"Yes!" The man continued to observe the door. It was an older neighborhood, and the dark, damp corridors smelled of disgusting must, but the man had to stick to it, which was his task.

They are the fourth team of aliens, and they are investigating the case of a new mutant at this time, this is the fifteenth case of this month, since the tragedy that occurred in Shangshuiwan in the western suburbs on May 24, this kind of case has appeared in an endless stream, at first it was an individual case, and now it is a frequent occurrence.

According to the data, people who turn into mutants will have a black scroll-shaped mark on their body, apparently because they have been surgically applied, or because of someone's abilities.

In order to maintain social order and prevent people from being scared or restless, most of the cases of the Alien Bureau will not be announced to the outside world with great fanfare, and what can be reported are some trivial incidents.

But although this year's incident was suppressed from above, it still set off a lot of waves on the Internet, after all, there are too many people who have disappeared and died, and it has caused panic among many people, and if it is not resolved, it will definitely disrupt people's lives, and now the Alien Bureau has judged this incident as an S-class case, a heinous enemy, turning ordinary people into monsters that suck human flesh and blood, which is simply unforgivable.

But for so long, I haven't been able to catch the mastermind behind the scenes, and there is not even a trace of it, according to the information collected above, there was once a task force that saw the enemy, it was a snake, it should be an orc, and there was no registration record of the anomaly, and it would disappear without a trace in the heavily guarded Chuyu City, what kind of enemy should this be.

The man's eyes became fierce when he looked at the door, this time he finally had such a little clue, he must not let it go, he continued to squat in the cold corridor, and there was silence behind the door, this was the calm before the storm.

Xiao Ji put down the walkie-talkie in his ear, his brows were furrowed and he couldn't stretch, he pinched his eyebrows to keep himself awake, he didn't have a good rest for a while, this case made him anxious, the enemy who couldn't be caught, and the strange techniques that he couldn't find all made him bored, and the clue that he finally got must be stared at in all directions, without dead ends, and the tricky case has not been seen for several years.

The housekeeper beside him continued the black tea in the cup for his master, and there were only two people in the huge villa study, one standing aside to serve, and the other sitting on a chair and working concentratingly.

After the death of the original old lady of the Xiao family, Xiao Ji, the eldest young master of the Xiao family, became the new head of the family, and it was inevitable that some people would be dissatisfied with the young ones, but Xiao Ji used his strong strength to deter everyone and convince all the people in the family, he was also the youngest family master in the Eight Imperial Sects, but his strength was indeed the strongest.

"Master Da, take a little rest, you haven't closed your eyes for a long time." The housekeeper on the side spoke, he was the old man who had always been in the Xiao family, Xiao Ji and Xiao Yi were both raised by him since he was a child, so he still maintained the original title of the two, and he would always be the young master in his eyes.

Xiao Ji sighed, and said in a muffled voice: "Uncle Song, it's okay, I'm not tired." He pressed his palm to his forehead and continued to stare at the throbbing azimuth map on the screen, frowning in thought.

Seeing that his young master didn't look resting at all, Uncle Song continued: "Big young master, rest for a while, the little young master is back, it's hard to come back once, or go and see him." ”

Xiao Ji stopped what he was doing, raised his head slightly, and said, "Oh? He finally wants to come back? ”

Uncle Song bowed his head and said, "Yes, I arrived this morning, and now I am packing up my things in the house." ”

Xiao Ji leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes for a while, picked up the walkie-talkie, got up and said, "Let's go, I'll go see him." ”

Uncle Song lowered his head and smiled, "Yes." ”

Xiao Yi sat in his room, he hadn't come back for a long time, but he was still neat and clean, he opened the photo album placed in the bedside table, and was about to open it, when there was a knock on his door, and Uncle Song outside the house said softly.

"Little young master, big young master has come to see you."