Chapter Twenty-Three: The Seraph

A meeting that decided the fate of thousands of people began so quietly, and then ended so quietly, these emperors from all over the world who were hiding in the shadows got on their own exclusive planes, left London and scattered around the world, at the same time, the word Satan completely resounded in the hearts of every killer.

After seeing everyone leave, the presiding judge also came to his office, which is a clock tower and the heart of the Tower of London, and it is said that a person can touch the moon here, of course, this is a joke, but standing in this attic of more than 1,000 meters, there is really a feeling of climbing high and looking far away.

There are no modern items in the bell tower, just an old-fashioned English tea set and a new coffee grinder.

"Job, why don't you try black tea? This is specially airlifted from thousands of miles of countries, and it can calm the nerves after drinking, which is very suitable for people like you who are anxious every day. The presiding judge sat across the table, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea slowly.

"No, I need to keep my spirits up so I can face any emergencies." Job picked up his coffee and said, "Is it okay to just talk about Satan like this?" Nor can we be sure of which of these people betrayed us. ”

The presiding judge did not answer, but looked at the spinning pendulum clock and said: "The London pendulum clock has existed for many years, and it is also a landmark, do you know why it has always existed?" ”

"I don't know.." Job shook his head.

"The difference between mechanics and electronics is rigor, where all the axles are wound up, and every seemingly inconspicuous gear is capable of twisting a behemoth several times more than itself, and it is for this reason that the bell tower has not been scrapped." The presiding judge said with interest.

"Is that why you didn't cook rabbits and dead dogs back then?" Job asked curiously.

"It's not counted, according to my recent Chinese tutor, this is called unintentional insertion, Cyra is just a code name, after Satan's death, I just wanted to use him as a substitute, but I didn't expect that he could control his desire to kill." That's why I've kept him until now. The presiding judge explained.

"But there is no way, before the battle, Siliang general. The more arrogant the general, the more he can only remember it when he is most in danger. The presiding judge said softly.

"Do you need me to call Cyla back?" Job asked.

"No, his task is also very important, if you need help, you can go and dispatch him temporarily, I don't want him to do a second time when it comes to fratricidal affairs." The presiding judge refused.

Job hesitated for a moment, but continued to ask, "This A-class mission was issued by you personally, and your subordinates are still curious, why do you care so much about this mission?" You must know that according to the difficulty level, this task is not even a C level, it is just a babysitter's job, and anyone can complete it. ”

"Job, there are some things you will know sooner or later, but not now, Cyra must stay in Pingnan City." The presiding judge's tone became a little stern.

Job stepped back slightly, and there was some fear in his tone: "I'm sorry, it was Job who was reckless. ”

After hearing this, the presiding judge said with a slightly softened face: "I can't blame you, I'm about to retire, and I want to finish everything before I retire, so that when you officially become the presiding judge, you can be like a fish in water." ”

Job nodded slightly in respect.

"Sasim is now dead, who will inherit his code name?" Job asked.

The presiding judge thought for a moment and said, "Follow the process, the person who has completed the most S-class tasks recently can be replaced." ”

"Cylar is not the same as Satan in some way, how is his life now?"

"There were no vignettes, it was boring and boring."

"Maybe this is what Cyra wants, what's his name now?"

"Chu Xian."

The presiding judge kept muttering the word Chu Xian in his mouth, but there was a kind of expectation and appreciation in his somewhat cloudy eyes.

Pingnan City.

Chu Xian slowly opened his eyes, scattered sunlight penetrated the curtains, everything was so blurry, and a series of circles of light of different sizes also appeared in front of him.

Chu Xian was just about to turn his head when he saw a tight face.

The somewhat rustic face is so simple and speechless, and it is so warm under the rendering of the aperture, like a little angel who does not know the world.

Chu Xian smelled the familiar smell, and the tense body of his whole body relaxed slightly, and he covered his face with his arms, as if he was unwilling to face it.

"Brother Chu, do you have a fever?" Just when Chu Xian wanted to express that it didn't matter, He Jin said worriedly.

"He Jin?" Chu Xian slowly opened his eyes, but only called softly.

He was still lying in the small house, the already thin curtains did not have the effect of blocking the sun at all, he did not take off his clothes, and the white T-shirt and jeans were clinging to him.

"Please, I told you not to go out last night, you want to go out, it's better now, I slept wet all night, what if I catch a cold?" He Jin's face was like a little daughter-in-law who had just passed the door.

"I'm fine." Chu Xian shook his body, there was nothing abnormal, he just felt a moment of confusion when he was lying down, and when he woke up, he was already like this.

"Are you alright? Please, listen to your voice, it's like a duck in a field, you must have a cold, I said why haven't you been up for so long today. He Jin complained.

"How do you have the keys to my house?" Chu Xian wondered.

He Jin was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly said: "Of course I deserve it, besides, if it weren't for me, maybe you would have started to have a fever right now." ”

Chu Xian wanted to say something, but was interrupted by He Jin: "As your good friend, I have already asked for leave today, I want to take good care of you!" ”

He Jin swore an oath, but Chu Xian was indifferent, Chu Xian guessed that he should have not rested for a while, and in addition, he took the drugs developed by the organization for himself.

"Brother Chu, what kind of expression do you have! It's like you don't believe me. He Jin rolled his eyes: "I'm a little expert who can take care of people, if you don't believe me, I can give it a try." ”

Chu Xian was stunned, so he had to pull the corners of his mouth and smiled helplessly.

"That's right, wandering kids like us have to help each other anyway." He Jin said happily: "This year, you will sit at home steadily, and I will help you deal with everything." ”

Chu Xian couldn't remember everything that happened last night at all, only remembered that there was a faint smell of vanilla.

"I'm going to eat butter hot pot at night!" He Jin nodded and said.

Chu Xian smiled: "Isn't it good to eat butter hot pot in my current state." ”

"It's okay! Don't worry! You are in this state to eat some spicy sweating and get some sleep! Tomorrow will be fine! He Jin patted his chest and said, like the ups and downs of a mountain.

Chu Xian didn't bother to continue talking, he just felt a little sleepy, like a bear who couldn't wake up.

"Then you have a good rest first, and I'll go downstairs to buy groceries." Seeing this, He Jin hurriedly explained.

When the noisy girls were gone, the room was quiet only by the whirring of the wind.

The sudden silence made Chu Xian sigh with emotion, and his brother, who was once regarded as a sibling, once again appeared in the public's field of vision.

"Sweet tofu brain and soup dumplings for breakfast!" He Jin broke in early with a small bag.

"You have breakfast first, I'm going to make a copy, and I'll come back in a while to check, you have to eat it all." He Jin persuaded Chu Xian like a child's mother.

"Copy?" This word was obviously a bit beyond Chu Xian's vocabulary.

"Oh, it's a game, and sometimes I wonder if you're a modern young man." He Jin complained as he placed the soup dumplings on the table.

He Jin, who returned to his room, turned on the computer with his hands and feet.

"Kittens love to eat fish in place!"

He Jin typed quickly and sent it to the eating pot.

"You're so slow to go online today, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Eating pot pot asked with a curious expression.

"Oops, something happened today, a friend of mine got sick." The kitten loves to eat fish, explained.

"Yo, it looks like it's supposed to be a handsome pot." Eat the pot pot and praise.

"Where, where, but let's hurry up and get over the copy, I'm going to buy groceries in a while!" The kitten loves fish and said a little nervously.

He Jin curled up his legs on the game swivel chair, like a kitten waiting for his master, his long eyelashes down the light, as thick as the sun.