Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 167: Homecoming II

167 Homecoming 2

The sun is still bright and dazzling, but my mood is not as bright as Ranwen.com. (Reading Net) I turned my head to look at Fu Jiang and Jung. For a while, we just stood in the lane and stared at each other silently, thinking about our own thoughts. Father Xi Sen's super power to control the atmosphere really shocked me, even Fu Jiang showed a gloomy expression. Jung was also a little worried, but it seemed that he was worried about other things, but in the end he didn't say anything, just nodded at me and put on his coat slowly.

There used to be some vendors and customers in the alley. The three of us got out of the shadows inexplicably and stood behind them. When they looked back, they were immediately shocked. I'm not sure if anyone on Ranwen Novel Network noticed our abnormal behavior, but it doesn't matter if we are seen. As long as they don't use superpowers in the public, a few people will not be able to form a commotion at all, even if they say to others, It would be dazzled to be laughed at.

We left the alley silently one after the other, I turned my head and glanced behind me, and saw a few curious guys running to the shadow where we appeared, trying to figure out what was going on. , But quickly became frustrated. The shadow jumping ability of the magic quark is not the magic of ordinary people.

When the explosion occurred, Fujiang drove the car to another street more than 100 meters away from the location of the accident in accordance with the emergency response method Jung had previously explained. We returned to the off-road vehicle and closed the door to completely isolate the daily hustle and bustle.

In this enclosed space, a sense of safety and relief came to my mind, but with it came numb thoughts. The previous incident happened too suddenly, and the sudden turn of events caught us off guard. The car did not start, we just leaned on our own position, and only heard the heavy breathing of three people.

"That old guy..." Tomijiang muttered. If she hadn't agreed with me to abide by the regulations of the Security Bureau as much as possible, she would definitely use a critical hedging weapon. Only by using critical hedging weapons can he fight against Father Xi Sen. This is still on the premise that the opponent does not have any special weapons. But that way, it will definitely make the bad situation worse.

Although the Black Nest is more negative in its action plan than the Doomsday Truth, in most cases it will not wantonly expose its existence, nor will it wantonly disrupt the normal order of society. However, if it is aggressive, this self-restraint will immediately dissolve, and in the end the security bureau responsible for maintaining order will suffer the most.

At this point, Father Xi Sen and the others took such a drastic action during the day, and they also spotted the security bureau's rat-fighting weapon.

"What happens next?" I asked, breaking my silence.

Jung suddenly woke up from his contemplation.

"Keep the original plan unchanged."

"It's really suffocating. We did a good job, but these guys suddenly came in, as if they knew the situation better than us." Tomie said angrily, "Aren't our previous actions in vain?"

"Our intelligence acquisition ability was originally the lowest of the three organizations. No matter what the people in the black nest know or take away, it is not what we originally had, so don't mess around." Jung Indifferently said: "We received the task, so we tried to investigate and solve it. This is work, isn't it? I believe our team is the best. If we fail, then this is destiny."

"You and Father Xi Sen are familiar?" I finally asked the doubts that had been brewing for a long time.

"...He is my godfather and my guide to the police." Jung said in silence for a while: "He was one of the best negotiators in the world before he became the Chosen One. He was in When the Security Bureau supported many younger generations, they understood the security bureau’s mechanism very well."

I didn't expect Jung and Xi Sen to have this kind of human relationship.

"Although it is a bit inappropriate to say that, even now, I still respect him very much..." Jung's rigid face did not have any admiration, but his faint tone made people feel The sincerity of this feeling.

I understand this sentiment. Perhaps, just like I wanted to be a person like Jung, Jung wished to become a person like Xi Sen a long time ago. But in the end, they parted ways. If it was me, assuming that one day Jung left the security bureau and joined the black nest, and in order to get something, he would not hesitate to destroy the lives of normal people, I think I would also feel incomprehensible.

However, this unbelievable and incomprehensible can't crush my admiration and admiration for each other.

"Unexpectedly, Tritty has also changed." I said to myself.

"Who is Tritty?" Jung asked.

"A companion who got along for a while in the doomsday illusion, she was not a Mageweave messenger at the time. She worked in the Los Angeles Police Department."

Jung tapped the steering wheel with his fingers and turned the key to start the engine.

"In fact, there are far more people who work in the police circle who join the Black Nest than those who join the Security Bureau, and the number of people who join the Doomsday Truth is the least."

"Why is this?" I couldn't help being surprised by this ratio.

"You have never been a police officer, especially the low-level police." Jung said earnestly: "They have seen too many things, and those things are often full of doubts and doubt whether they are doing the right thing. Sometimes, The occurrence and ending of things cannot be distinguished by justice and evil. This world does not have too many simple black and white, but if you often face gray, you will be decayed unknowingly. You have to be careful , Crow, our greatest enemy is not a demon, but something that does not know whether it is a demon or a god. It will not tell you directly that what you have done is wrong, but it will make you feel puzzled and don’t know how to do it yourself. Is the right thing."

"So... what should I do?" Although there are similar reasons in the books and I have encountered similar situations before, I still don't know what I should do until now. I understand Tritty's choice, but I don't want to become that kind of person.

"Aren't you doing very well now?" Jung just said to me: "Follow your own will and don't be obscured by fatigue and pain. Your truest thoughts may be obscured by fatigue. Maybe compromise can make you happier, but Before that, you have to ask yourself if you are willing to accept that kind of ease and happiness."

"Don't you understand well? If it's your own choice, even the pain and sorrow will be content." Fu Jiang finally faded from the hazy face and restored the original hearty smile,

Yes, if you suppress your true feelings and thoughts, you may be able to live a little easier, but that is not what you want after all. I have had fear, doubt, sadness and pain in these days, but that is not all bad things. Compared to the self in the student union era, I prefer the self as a child and now, and feel that this is my own life.

When I think about it this way, I have always felt a heavy heart, and I can't help but relax.

When we returned to the fast food restaurant, the fire there was extinguished and the crowd of onlookers was dispersed. In the yellow isolation zone, the fast food restaurant has been burned to a dislike, half collapsed completely, and the other half was melted. Looking into the distance, the remaining utensils inside are like blackened internal organs, which can be smelled from a distance. The pungent smell that comes with the wind. No Ranwen.com has caused lives, and the injured are only slightly injured. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is a great fortune in misfortune.

The fire truck and ambulance have left. Only the policemen are coming in and out wearing masks and safety helmets. They are searching for evidence that may be disabled not far from the police station in a harsh environment. However, fire cases always do not leave too many clues, and the parties are also at a loss as to the cause, and it must be regarded as an outstanding case in the end.

The bombing that happened not far from the police station was like dropping a boulder on a calm lake to a town that has always been peaceful. Although there is no evidence from Ranwen Novel Network to show any signs of man-made, but from the only testimony, it is not certain that it is not a vicious crime. Even with the passage of time, driven by interests and psychological levels, public opinion will gradually tend to the latter. , The influence on the townspeople may be second only to the fire in the mental hospital ten years ago.

This is the judgment of Jung and Fu Jiang, both of whom are experts in this field, and their estimates of developments are almost 100% correct.

In any case, Sheriff Engels must stand up and give a statement and treatment that is acceptable to the police station and the residents of the town. He had to go to the front line to preside over the aftermath of the scene.

After negotiating with the people in charge of various aspects, Engels bent over and got into the isolation zone, inspected the scene under the guidance of an old police officer, and listened to the experts' preliminary inferences. Soon, reports tracking the progress of the case will appear on his desktop one after another, and then it will be the time for us to intervene.

Although we know that this case is related to the Tianmen Project, we are short of manpower and our identity can easily cause the other side to alert. It is better to hand over the preliminary collection and sorting of intelligence to the local police station.

Shortly afterwards, Engels came out with his hands on his hips and looked up at the blue sky helplessly. After a while, he left the scene and returned to the police headquarters. It seems that this fire hasn't left him too much. He must go back and think about social rhetoric. For him, although it is a little troublesome, it is not impossible to solve it. After all, his political skills are much better than the ability to judge cases.

The question is, does he know that this bombing is related to the Tianmen Project? The perpetrator was not the gang with whom he traded, but the sudden black nest member, which would surely cause confusion in his thinking, and may expose some troubles. On the other hand, we are also not sure whether the people in the black nest are monitoring the Sergeant Engels like us.

At lunch, Jung went to another street to buy fries, coke and burgers.

"It's a pity that you can't eat the special burgers of that fast food restaurant." He said to Fu Jiang and me with some regrets.

"It doesn't matter, I don't really like burgers very much." I said so.

Fujiang ignored these. She pulled out the wrapping paper, tore off a large piece of bread and meat, bulging her cheeks, and said vaguely: "You are too picky, in fact, this burger is very good. . Tell you a trick..." At this point, I swallowed without the grace of a lady, picked up the Coke, burped, and sighed: "This stuff is to be eaten like me. Delicious."

She stared at me, demonstrating that she would generally gobble up. I couldn't help but look at the four-layered Big Mac burger in my hand. Even if I learned to bite it down, it was still a question of whether my mouth could be opened so big. Hold it on, maybe your cheek muscles will be strained, right? In the end, I decided to eat the upper and lower two layers separately.

When I did that, I found that Jung’s rigid face cast an uncomfortable look. He was trying to make the four-layer burger flatter with both hands to make it easier to enter, but I think that is not flattering.

"Why look at me that way." I asked dissatisfiedly.

"It's a shame."

"What?"

"These are four different flavors." Jung's expression remained unchanged, like a stone carving, he bit down and mumbled: "If you eat separately like you, you can't taste the essence of this burger."

"Hey, I didn't know that you two like burgers."

"I like to eat everything." Fu Jiang said.

"Let me show you something." Jung removed a pendant from the roof cabinet and threw it into my hand. "This is the silver medal I won at the Kanbesas Burger Food Contest when I was just working."

This person still has this stuff, which is not visible at all from the outside. While muttering in my heart, I asked casually: "Is it a game to eat burgers? A big appetite?"

"Yes, not only food vendors in Kanbesas will participate, but there are also many foreign food vendors. I will take you to see if I have the opportunity."

"You won the second place? Which one is the first?"

"Xi Sen."

The name Jung said was really unexpected, but the next slogan he shouted made Fu Jiang and I almost choked to death.

"Only Hamburg can save mankind."

From his face without the expression of Ranwen Novel.com, it is impossible to tell whether he was ridiculing deliberately or really thinking that. In short, his performance at this time has greatly changed my impression of him. This stinking boss all day does not lack a sense of humor, but the jokes are a bit cold.

"Are you kidding?" Fu Jiang said.

"This is what Xi Sen said when he left the security service." Jung said solemnly.

"That's enough." I muttered to myself, gagging my mouth with a hamburger.

The air-conditioning in the car was drowsy. After filling our stomachs, we agreed that each person would be responsible for two hours of monitoring work. As a result, I lay on Fu Jiang’s lap and slept until she was awakened by her. It was discovered that Fu Jiang did not know when he returned to the co-pilot position. It was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, and Fu Jiang took over the time slot originally in charge of me. I'm a little embarrassed, but after having a nightmare last night, I haven't been able to sleep well. I'm really tired. Jung did not say anything from Ranwen Novel. Although his work principles were straightforward, he was also a very human boss.

The off-road vehicle was already moving, and after a while, I noticed that my group was following a black car in front of me. I don't know what brand it is, but the appearance is full of old-fashioned elegance.

"Something happened?" I asked, rubbing my face vigorously.

"Engels received a call, and the other party blocked all the lines of the police station, leaving only a temporary dedicated line. Bach said it was like an old-fashioned hacking method, but he could not determine the specific location of the caller, only from the town. From the suburbs."

"Do you know what they said?"

"I don't know, but from Engels' actions, he was an unexpected visitor."

Following for a while, Engels's car really went to the outskirts of the town, but in this way, there will be fewer vehicles on the road, and the chance of being tracked by Engels will greatly increase. Before things turned like that, we parked the car at a motel near the town. In this way, we had to rely on our ability as the messenger of the Mageweave.

Whether it is my ambassador, or the ability to quickly plunder, it can be of great use at this time.

I release the quark and let it continue to track the vehicle ahead. Then, keeping a certain distance, he flew forward with Fu Jiang and Jung in the high-speed passage.

Engels’ old-fashioned car stopped in the wasteland. The road was less than 300 meters ahead, but the terrain of the wilderness was at least five meters lower than the road. The ground was covered with weeds. . Not far from the car, a trailer parked there. The tow box is ten meters long and three meters high. There are doors and windows on the side facing us, and a small iron ladder for easy access. There is almost nothing to do with a house. different.

There are curtains hanging from the window, so I can't see what's inside.

Engels kicked the rocks under his feet impatiently, walked quickly up the iron ladder, and knocked **** the door.

"It's me, Engels, open the door." he cried unceremoniously.

After a while, the door was opened from the inside, only a gap was opened for people to enter~IndoMTL.com~We can't even see the person behind the door.

Engels said nothing, after entering, the door slammed shut.

I let the quark fall on the top of the carriage, opening the spherical field of interlocking perception, and through the faculty connection between me and the quark, the scene in the drag box slowly unfolded in my mind. Try to save the computing resources of the brain, so after detecting that there are only two people inside, I immediately cut off the perception of other objects. Even so, I still can't completely outline the appearance of the person who is talking to Engels.

It just feels like he is the same age as Engels, or a little older, and he has a more rickety figure.

Engels was a little restless. The other party offered a glass of water. He drank it in one gulp, and the other party poured another glass, and Engels calmed down.

"Why are you coming back here?" Engels asked suppressed emotions.

"Because I heard the call. I didn’t want to come back, but I had to do it. You won’t understand the feeling. I had that nightmare repeatedly when I wandered out, and now I finally wake up, I am What belongs here, whether it is life or death. On that night, this fate is determined." That person said.