Chapter 219: He's Not Human
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"Eight years β eight whole years. He looked at the big monk in front of him, "I think I'll never see you as the head of the security team again in my life." β
"It's only been eight years!" Zhi Zheng glared at the bull's eye, "be content." Twenty years, five months and eighteen days have passed since the disbandment of the scientific expedition team! Lao Pei, I have suffered more torture in my heart than you, and for a longer time!"
Pei Min smiled, "The ghost only believes." After two or two drinks, you will forget your sorrows. What, what do you do in a robe?
Zhi Zheng smiled more heartily than him, "There are some detectives, but there are really no disguises." I took refuge and worshiped under the master of the expedition team that year, and handled mundane affairs for the empty door. β
"I am afraid that the empty door will be difficult to be quiet, and the Buddha is sometimes blinded by lard......"
The two of them held each other with each other, and they couldn't hold back their happiness for a while, compared to the sticky strength of Zhang Liao and Wen Congxin, it was not much better.
"What about Dr. and Mrs. Du, where are they?" Zhi Zheng suddenly remembered this serious matter.
Pei Min withdrew his hand, stood sideways, and did not answer, but just looked at Zhuo Yingying.
"There are no more couples. Dr. Du is Dr. Du, and Cheuk Yingying is Cheuk Yingying. The lookouts also recognized the security team leader of the "Mogao Sansanyu Scientific Expedition Team" that year.
Zhi Zheng looked at her, and his eyes suddenly turned red. His mouth opened with difficulty, "Zhuo...... Your disappearance is a dereliction of duty on the part of me, the person in charge of security. Let me excuse myself!"
"That's a big deal. I am very touched that you can come to us across thousands of years. It seems that Lao Pei didn't lie to me, he did find a way to return to the original point - that is, you ......"
"No," Zhi Zheng swept his hand at the people not far behind him, "It's not just me, it's us. Come in a group!"
"Come, I'll introduce you to ......" The twenty-year heart knot was opened, and the great monk's heart bloomed, "Na, our captain Wen Congxin, she and this little hero Zhang ...... Mmmm, you can see it even if you don't say it. The next one, Zhan Yu, this brother also has a big story, so let's not mention it for the time being. There are also Pei Hongsleeves, Du Yuan, Gongsun Auntie, Li Bai ......"
"Wait, Du Yuan, who is called Du Yuan!"
Hearing Teacher Zhuo's question so urgent, Zhi Zheng chuckled in his heart, and his back molars almost bit the root of his tongue - oops!
The young man called Du Yuan was looking at Zhuo Yingying stupidly at the moment, and he had been in this state since he heard her name just now.
Zhi Zheng walked behind the young man, and pressed his hot hand firmly on his back, "That's it, Du Yuan, a good young man in Mianyang." He had been struggling to find his parents. β
Zhuo Yingying's figure flickered, and she had already crossed a distance of two feet, and she came face to face with Du Yuan.
She was not short, and she could see the young man's eyes clearly when she looked up slightly. After stabilizing his body, he gently raised a hand and tried to touch Du Yuan's cheek, but he stopped at a centimeter away from his skin and refused to fall.
The dark eyes are familiar and unfamiliar, and the big ears are full of genetic inheritance.
"It's you...... It's you...... It's you...... My kids ......"
Tears poured out, no sobbing, only endless joy.
Du Yuan raised his arm in despair, grabbed the soft hand tightly, and pressed it to his cheek.
"Are you sure I'm ......? My father's name is Du Xuanyuan, and my mother's name is Zhuo Yingying. β
Zhuo Yingying's brows furrowed deeply, the corners of her mouth opened, as if crying and laughing, "Silly child, you were more than six years old when we left, how could you completely forget your mother's appearance?"
Du Yuan still pressed the slightly trembling hand tightly, "...... None of you left any photos, saying that it was an internal rule of the Ninth Academy. I remember it very well at first, but it gradually faded into obscurity...... Looking at the mother of every classmate, it is like my own mother. Maybe I'm thinking about you too hard and breaking that string of memory......"
He looked at the woman in the Tang skirt with her hair in a high bun in front of him, "I don't dare to confirm your face." Can your hands ...... I will never forget this warm feeling...... Mom!"
This heartfelt cry erupted with the pain that had been accumulated for twenty years. Instantly burned Zhuo Yingying!
She grabbed her tall son and buried her face in his muscular chest, letting her whimper roll and tears.
Du Yuan hugged each other in reverse, tightly embracing his lost and recovered mother, there were no tears, only satisfaction and gratitude.
He muttered to himself, "I have the impression that you are so tall that you have to look up all the time when you take your hand and go out...... By the way, grandma is still here, she is very healthy, and she always says that she will not leave until she returns me to you. She's more sure than anyone else that you're all alive......"
Zhuo Yingying burst into tears and laughed, "How could I have thought that in just eight years, God would turn my six-year-old son into a twenty-six-year-old and then return it to me...... You were so skinny back then......"
"It's not fat now," Du Yuan was in a good mood, and he almost wanted to fly. "They all say I look like my dad - by the way, what about the others? Is he okay?"
Zhuo Yingying's body stiffened, paused for three seconds, slowly let go of her son, changed it to a handle, and said, "He's fine, he's fine...... At least he himself thinks he's good. If you're not in a hurry, I'll take you to find him when I'm done dealing with the matter at hand, and then ...... And then we went home together to see grandma β I mean, I'm with you. β
"Why don't you come along, Dad?" Du Yuan was a little puzzled.
He ...... He's stepped into another realm. β
"What does that mean?"
"There is a kind of person who is innocent and dustless, has no relatives and no reason, has nothing to worry about, and only has his great cause in his eyes. β
"Is this still human?"
"Well said. He's really not human anymore. β
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XXI century, America, Hollywood, night.
At the entrance of the "Highland Center" theater, which has just changed its signboard, the neon signs of Kodak that have been removed are still scattered randomly in front of the steps.
A police car silently flashed its lights and drove slowly to a slanted stop.
The two police officers didn't rush to get out of the car, and the thin man in charge of driving stretched out, "Vincent, go down and have a look, I'll back you up." β
The fat man in the passenger seat rolled down the window and glanced at the theater door, "Okay, I've seen it." It's a lie again, call it a day. β
The thin man glared, "Everyone from afar has come." Anyway, you can go in and find the policeman...... Sign and go. β
Police Officer Vincent's face shook with fat, "We should have left work half an hour ago." There's a new Thai massage parlor on Sunset Boulevard, and I'll get two vouchers β if I don't go today, I'll be forfeited. I said Richa, can you please stop being so shafty, listen to me. Let me tell you, there are two smuggled technicians in the massage parlor, underage, but quite well-developed...... Guess what? One is a girl, the other is a shemale...... Quack quack!"
Richard lowered his arm and moved his shoulder. "Don't think about it. We're okay, everyone else in the bureau has been urgently transferred to the northwest suburbs, I just searched the regular channel, and there is no communication from them at all. This thing is very strange, and I guess there is some big move. β
Vincent scooped up his police hat from the back seat and dusted it off. "The far northwest suburbs? What big deal can be over there? Except for the mountains and the sea, oh yes, there's the damn nuclear power plant...... Holy shit, it's not going to be a problem with the nuclear power plant! This Nima might have something to do with that damn missing airliner......"
Richard had unbuckled his seatbelt, opened the door and got out of the car, "You kid will beep and shut your crow's mouth." If you don't go, I'll go, and watch behind me. Well-off β there's a new magazine in the glove box, and the cover is a two-point Rihanna that you can to. β
Vincent chuckled, his thin voice out of shape for his size. He threw his police hat back into the back seat and opened the glove box to rummage through magazines.
As he walked towards the theater gate, Richard straightened his eight-piece suit, especially the batons, which were too long and especially awkward when driving.
Ascending the steps, there are still a few unturned lights in the foyer, not bright, but enough to see clearly.
Two workers in coveralls were sitting on wooden boxes smoking cigarettes, and when they saw the police officer visiting, they winked their eyes and saluted with two fingers.
"Hey, two, someone called the police and said there's something going on hereβwhat do you know?"
The workers looked at each other and smiled, then turned their faces and replied, "What else could happen besides the damn overtime renovation?"
"Oh, that's good. But the caller claimed to be former Governor Arnold?? Schwarzen, have you seen him?"
The workers shook their heads in unison.
"Okay, where's the person in charge here? I need to talk to him, sign it and go. β
The two workers looked at each other again, extinguished the cigarette butt and stood up, "No problem, we'll take you there." β
One after the other, they sandwiched Richa in the middle of the room and headed for the corridor on the right side of the foyer......
The winds on the west coast of the American continent are cool in early winter, let alone late at night.
Officer Vincennes rolled the windows back on, turned on the air conditioner while the engine was not turned off, and began to undo the standard belt to the singer on the cover of the magazine, blown by the warm wind......
The hip-hop music in the car is loud, accompanied by a strong rhythm, and the body sways slightly.
Twenty meters away from him, there was a faint gunshot in the theater, followed by another - and then silence.
A "worker" walked slowly out of the gate with his hands behind his back, descended the steps, and came to the police car.
Vincent was busy having sex with his left hand. The sudden knock on the window knocked him down, and a stream of viscous white pulp splattered onto the dark uniform, striking and unbearable.
"!" the angry fat man didn't bother to wipe it, rolled down the window and was about to open the scoldβ
A jet-black muzzle came out of the worker's back and shoved it directly into his mouth.
"I'll give you something more refreshing. "The words are very considerate.
I couldn't see the worker's face clearly in the backlight, but I saw him gently pull the trigger - bang!
Sand...... Hiss, walkie-talkie handset beeping. It's not in the police car, it's in the workers' pockets.
"What's going on at the door? β
"Two cockroaches came, and they were both flattened. Complete. β
"Wipe the floor clean, sooner or later more bed bugs will come. We're going to finish the live stream before they get there, that's it. β
"Naan and ghee are setting up a secure network signal transmission interface, and it's over. β
"Understood. Notify me as soon as it's done, Okba. β
"Roger, Okba. β
Sand......