"So that's it..." In Naguo's impression, his father often went home in a hurry and went out in a hurry, and often stayed up at night... Even though he was very dissatisfied, his mother always comforted him by saying Her father went to work to make money, so she didn't think much about it... She didn't expect that he would do such a cruel and inhumane thing...
At this moment, the victim was right in front of him. Naguo felt deeply guilty, took a deep breath, and slowly said: "I'm sorry...Hai Mo..."
"sorry……"
"...Why are you apologizing?" Hai Mo's reaction was completely beyond Naguo's expectations.
"Eh?"
"This is Shiro Miyamoto's doing. You have no need to apologize for him." Umi was originally full of disgust for anyone who had anything to do with Miyamoto Shiro. He believed that those who stay close to black people are black and scumbags. They must all be scum...
But the reality is that that kind of self is too extreme...
The girl on his back is obviously that scumbag's biological daughter, but she is completely different from him... She is obviously very weak, and even though she is bruised and bruised, she still fights to the death to protect people...
Weak but extremely strong, I don't know when the light from her body also shined into the heart that had been closed for a long time...
Maybe...she is the one who truly understands the true meaning of the power obtained from the earth...
"Ms. Miyamoto...you are such a strange person..."
"Hai Mo..." Naguo smiled bitterly: "What are you talking about...don't you feel the same way?"
"Um……"
"Also, just call me Naguo..." Naguo carefully leaned his head on Hai Mo's back, feeling the masculine scent exuding from his body, and his cheeks couldn't help but be stained with a blush.
Hai Mo smiled slightly, responded softly, and walked toward the slowly setting sun with Naguo on his back. The golden sunset fell on the two of them, dragging a long shadow.
The same beautiful sunset shines on the reservoir above the Liberty Fortress, but it looks very desolate. On the fence above the reservoir, there is a lonely figure leaning on the railing and looking at the red-stained clouds on the horizon, with mixed feelings in his heart...
Gumen took out the Evolved Truster, and the silver dagger was also covered with a light layer of gold. Looking down at the dagger, Gumen couldn't help but sigh softly...
Of course, I have to be strong in front of everyone and not let them worry about me. Now the earth is surrounded by invaders. Whether it is the unknown source of destruction or the dark Zaki that has not been completely eliminated by me, it is a very terrible threat. Not to mention the purple-robed monster from last time...
It was obviously such a critical moment, but now I...
"What do you think this light in your hand means, Gu Men member?" A familiar voice came from behind. Gu Men turned around and saw that it was the Predictor.
"Having become a fit person for the second time, how do you view this power?" The prophet walked to his side, looked at the slowly setting sun, and then turned his head to the lonely door, waiting for him. answer.
"I..." Gumen looked at the silver dagger in his hand and didn't know how to answer.
"Ji Yazhun once said that light is a bond that will continue to be passed down and shine again..." Seeing that Gumen did not answer, the prophet said: "But this is his understanding. I think, in fact, this light is still It has another meaning.”
"What's the other meaning?" Gumen blinked, somewhat confused.
"In addition to the ties of inheritance, this light also unknowingly connects many people together." The prophet smiled slightly and explained: "Whether they are capable or not, there is light in people's hearts. In the battle with Dark Zaki a few years ago, I saw the courage to never give up from people. When I saw the figures of the Ultra Warriors, the lights seemed to be connected together, becoming more and more powerful. Bright."
"So, members of the Gumen," the prophet looked at the Gumen: "Stay alive and let the light called the bond that maintains people's hope continue to shine."
"Predictor..." It was hard for Gumen to imagine that a precognitor would say such a thing. This was not quite the same as the precognitor in his impression.
"If Ji Ya is accurate, he will say this to you... don't give up!" The all-too-familiar words came from the prophet's mouth, cheering up the lonely door again.
That's right... My friends haven't given up, how could I just stagnate... On this planet, there are not only Ultra Warriors, but also Gaia, Agur, and everyone in the Night Raid Team, and more. The important thing is that there are countless hopes for mankind...
"Here, take this. Before Michael is successfully developed, you must remember to take it every day." The prophet threw the two small medicine bottles to Gumen, then turned and left.
"Eh? Predictor..." Gumen hurriedly caught him. He originally thought that the prophet in front of him was a holographic projection, but he didn't expect that the prophet actually came in person...
Looking down at the small medicine bottle, Gumen smiled bitterly. Of course he recognized this medicine. After all, he bought it for Hayate... In a sense, this can be regarded as a "bond"...
After loading the medicine, he took a deep breath, regained his energy, and jogged back to the base...
"I didn't expect you to go find him in person." On the way back, the prophet met Administrator Matsunaga: "This is not something that CIC would do."
"I know," the prophet certainly knew that this was not part of his job scope. He only needed to coordinate the combat command and participate in technical corrections. It was not his responsibility to take care of the team members.
"But this is not my behavior as TLT-J CIC, it is my personal behavior as Kira Zeyu." The corner of the prophet's mouth raised slightly, and he did not think there was anything wrong with this.
"Well..." Manager Matsunaga didn't say much. After all, the current TLT is no longer the previous TLT.
The prophet blinked: "Does Administrator Matsunaga have other things to do?"
"Sure enough, I can't hide it from the prophet..." Manager Matsunaga's mouth raised slightly, but immediately lowered it: "Dr. Tango escaped from TLT..."
"What?!" After hearing this, the prophet was also slightly stunned.
Manager Matsunaga coughed lightly: "This is not the right place to talk about these things. Find another place."
"Ka--" He opened the door with Naguo's key and turned on the light. Hai Mo carried Naguo back to her home. After all, it was the same building. The structure here was almost the same as his own. Hai Mo quickly Find the bedroom and slowly put Naguo on the bed.
"Are you hungry?" It was already evening at this time, and the moon hung in the night sky. I thought it was time for dinner.
"Well... there's still some noodles in the kitchen..." Naguo was about to get up when Hai Mo stopped him with his hand:
"Don't be brave, the wounded, just leave it to me."
"What..." Seeing that he left the bedroom and walked into the kitchen without waiting for his consent, Naguo pouted with some dissatisfaction: "Is this your home or mine..."
She straightened her arm and shook it gently: "Besides, I didn't get seriously injured... Hiss -" Before she could finish mumbling, there was a wave of dismissal on her arm, making her take a breath. Cool air.
"It hurts..." She reached out to untie her coat, took it off, turned her head and looked at her arm, and then discovered the red and swollen wound on it.
"It was the whip..." Before Naguo could figure out the situation, Hai Mo walked in, wearing her apron and holding a tube of noodles that had not been cooked in the pot, and asked: "Do you like to eat it?" Softer or harder..."
"Ah..." He didn't expect Hai Mo to come in suddenly. He took off his coat now, leaving only a thin layer of T-shirt clinging to his body. Na Guo hurriedly reached out to cover his chest and turned around. He lowered his head shyly.
"Um..." Hai Mo didn't expect this, but he didn't look away. Compared to the fair and jade-like skin, Hai Mo paid more attention to the wounds on her arms.
"I'll be right back..." Hai Mo walked out of the bedroom, this time with a better memory, and helped her close the bedroom door to prevent the same embarrassing situation from happening again.
"Ahhhh--" Seeing that he was gone, Naguo was very upset and reached out to put on his coat again. The servants who accompanied him at home were all women. He was used to it casually, and he suddenly forgot that Haimo was still there. Here...
Not long after, he rushed back with his medical kit and knocked gently on the bedroom door: "Miss Miyamoto, can I come in?"
"Well...please come in..."
After getting Naguo's permission, Hai Mo opened the bedroom door and walked in.
He placed the medical kit on the ground, opened it, took out alcohol and cotton swabs, and stepped forward to help Naguo clean the wound.
"Miss Miyamoto, please show your arm..." Seeing that the coat covered the injured arm, Umi said.
"Hmm... um..." Naguo reached out and pulled his coat aside, revealing the wound stained red with blood.
"It might hurt a little, please bear with it..." Hai Mo gently used a cotton swab dipped in alcohol to clean her wound, not forgetting to remind her.
"Hiss..." The cold touch was followed by bursts of stinging pain, and Naguo's body trembled slightly. Hai Mo comforted him: "Be patient, if you don't take care of it, there will be a risk of infection. It will be over soon." ……Hold on……"
"Hmm..." Naguo nodded and turned to look at Hai Mo, who was lowering his head and carefully treating his wounds.
Looking closely at this man who was so cruel that he almost strangled himself to death today, I don't know why, but this weathered face is full of tenderness. This feeling is completely different from when the two met and danced for the first time...
After all, it was night and the lights were not particularly bright. In order to confirm whether it was cleaned, Hai Mo put his head close to the wound and looked carefully, shortening the distance between the two.
Feeling Hai Mo's breath at close range, Na Guo's heart beat faster and her face blushed again. She uncontrollably got closer and closer to Hai Mo's face...
"Well..." At some point, Naguo had already kissed Hai Mo's cheek gently. This move instantly raised the already ambiguous atmosphere in the room to the extreme and made both of them panic.
"..." Feeling the moist heat on his cheeks and the fragrant breath of Naguo, Hai Mo blushed suddenly, stopped moving his hands, and was stunned.
Naguo was the first to realize that something was wrong, and hurriedly retreated. She covered her face with her hands and turned away shyly. Her heart became a mess, and her heart was beating rapidly. There was something spreading in the boiling blood, gathering at the apex of her heart, and the mouth of her heart. She lay so hard that she could hardly breathe, and she didn't dare to look directly at Hai Mo.
"What am I doing...ahhhh..."
Hai Mo's mind went blank for a moment, and then his heartbeat surged and reverberated in the air. He hurriedly put the cotton swabs and alcohol back into the medical kit, and quickly escaped to the kitchen before he even had time to close it: "I'm going to cook noodles..."
Two young hearts are already throbbing quietly...
"All the research data in his hands have been deleted by himself. Fortunately, we have backups of most of them. By the time the guards found out, he was no longer in the Free Fortress. Now Saya and the others are doing their best to find him." This is probably an explanation for the foreseer. After taking a look at the situation, under the dim light, you could vaguely see the beads of sweat on their frowning brows.
"He is very smart. He used a signal jammer and did not leave any traces." The prophet nodded: "He has been here for so long and is very aware of our behavior. If we want to find him, I am afraid..."
This kind of rebellion from within is often more terrifying than a simple strong enemy, especially a technical figure with a certain weight like Dr. Tango... For him, he only needs to prepare in advance, and it is simple to disappear suddenly from their eyes. matter……
Ever since Mizorogi and Ishibori, this kind of thing has never happened in TLT... Why on earth...
"The people at the research institute reported that Dr. Tango had gone to copy the experimental data of Neo's ultimate light with a nervous expression, and said that it was a task assigned by me."
"What? Information about Neo's ultimate ray..." After hearing this, the prophet suddenly felt that something bad was going on. This was not just a matter of losing a technical talent... Neo's ultimate ray can be said to be the current weapon of the earth. The trump card of power. After the last successful deployment in actual combat, various countries have also begun to develop fighter planes that can carry this powerful weapon. It is not an exaggeration to say that this light will be their trump card for a long time to come...
If something so important were leaked... what dire consequences it would have...
"Do you have any good ideas?" Seeing the prophet shaking his head helplessly, Manager Matsunaga said nothing more. After all, the pressure on the prophet was already great...
"Don't worry, Dr. Tango is the one I found originally, and I will be responsible for getting him back." After that, Administrator Matsunaga turned and left.
Looking at the vicissitudes of the back of Administrator Matsunaga, the prophet felt very uncomfortable.
"Administrator Matsunaga..." None of them wanted this to happen, and he once again took all the responsibility on himself without hesitation...
——To be continued
