"Come back as soon as you come back, yell whatever you want." Grandma's disgusted response came from the kitchen.
"Come back as soon as you come back. Call me whatever you want." The aunt who was helping in the kitchen parroted the sentence.
The sound of chopping vegetables and the rich aroma came from the kitchen. Zhang Yuanqing smelled that his grandmother was making beer duck. Beer duck stewed in a pressure cooker was his childhood favorite.
I heard from my uncle that after the terrorist attack in Songhai, my grandmother had been contacting him. When she found that her cell phone had become empty and she would not respond to messages, she was so frightened that she burst into tears.
My uncle and aunt tried to comfort her to no avail. Finally, my cousin, who worked in the Public Security Bureau, comforted my grandmother.
The cousin said: "Motoko's body was not found."
Zhang Yuanqing immediately contacted his grandmother and told him that he had changed his mobile phone number. After the terrorist attack, he followed the rich woman Guan Ya and hid in a safe house prepared by the government. In order to keep it secret, the signal there was blocked and no one could go out until the outside order was restored.
Grandma knew that Guan Ya's status was unusual. It was said that someone in the family was a high official in the court, so she believed her grandson's nonsense.
Zhang Yuanqing said he would go home for dinner today. Grandma said she disliked it, but secretly cooked his favorite dishes.
In the living room, grandpa was watching the news. The national TV station was interviewing an expert with gray hair and a childish face. The expert was said to be a hundred years old, but his skin was as delicate as a baby. The expert claimed to be a master in the field of biology and medicine, and was doing low-key research at the National Academy of Sciences, because The recent terrorist attacks have forced us to expose our faces to the public just to educate the public.
"Actually, it's not as miraculous as what is said on the Internet. Superman, alien life, and spiritual energy recovery are all nonsense." The expert said with a strong Ou dialect accent.
"After research by the expert team, a brand-new virus was detected in the bodies of those terrorists. This virus will cause mutations in the human body and some animals. The body's immune system can withstand these viruses and obtain some strange results. Some groups are not immune to this power, and will become insane and attack those around them crazily."
Is he a demigod from the Zhu family?
Zhang Yuanqing took off his shoes, put on cotton slippers, and walked to the living room TV station. After listening to the host, he asked in cooperation: "What kind of virus is this?"
The bright-faced expert shook his head and said: "Not sure, it is a new type of virus. The only thing that is certain is that it is an artificially cultivated virus. The origin of the virus has not yet been identified."
The host nodded repeatedly, and finally looked at the camera crew: "Rumors stop only with the wise. I hope everyone will view this matter rationally and deeply mourn our compatriots."
Zhang Yuanqing sat down next to his grandfather and found that the old man's expression was extremely solemn and showed deep concern. He did not relax because of the experts' popular science.
He was moved in his heart and said deliberately, "Grandpa, don't worry, this is just a virus. As long as a vaccine is developed, it will be fine!"
Grandpa snorted: "You know nothing!"
He turned to look at his grandson, "You're not hurt, are you?"
Zhang Yuanqing stretched his muscles: "What can happen to me? Those virus people just launched a terrorist attack, and Guan Ya and I entered the safe house."
Grandpa nodded with satisfaction, picked up the porcelain cup and drove to the balcony to collect water. Warm water poured in. Amidst the sound of the porcelain cup, Zhang Yuanqing clearly heard his grandfather's voice muttering to himself: "How dare these people?"
Zhang Yuanqing was surprised but not surprised when he heard this. Security guards are on the front line of maintaining social order and participating in various bad cases. It is impossible for them to know nothing about the existence of spiritual realm walkers, including his cousin.
During the terrorist attack on Pingtai Hospital, my cousin Chen Yuanjun had been exposed to evil professions.
As a police officer in the last century, my grandpa must have had contact with spiritual walkers. He knew that there was a group of superpowers and knew that these guys were controlled by moral values, so he was a little confused.
The Zhu family's demigod brainwashing does not seem to be very effective for people with strong willpower, or it may only be effective after repeated popularization of science. At this stage, the existence of spiritual realm practitioners can be concealed if possible. If it cannot be concealed, it does not matter if it is made public. "
Zhang Yuanqing secretly wondered whether the existence of the Spiritual Realm Walker was exposed or not at this time of life and death.
Ten minutes later, the busy sounds in the kitchen stopped, and grandma and aunt came out holding dinner plates, setting a table full of delicious food.
Grandma was placing the dishes and chopsticks while urging, "Hurry up and wash your hands and get ready to eat!"
Grandpa and Zhang Yuanqing got up and entered the bathroom. At the dining table, Zhang Yuanqing took off his chopsticks like flying and the wind was rolling, expressing his nostalgia for his grandmother's craftsmanship with his actions.
Grandma was very satisfied and said, "Didn't I ask you to bring Guan Ya back with you? She is here."
"She was taken back to the capital by her family, who said Songhai was not safe." Zhang Yuanqing said casually: "I originally wanted to take me away, but I couldn't bear to leave my grandma."
The cute aunt with tears in her eyes glanced at him, Zhang Yuanqing leaned her head towards him, "Of course there is aunt. Before her head even touched my aunt's shoulder, grandma reached out to catch her and pushed her away.
Grandma said worriedly, "I heard that everything is fine in the capital. The vaccine for this virus has not been developed yet, and it might start to spread again in a while. It would be a good thing if you could follow Guan Ya to the capital."
"As you know, infected people have the superpower to bulldoze a building. There are so many high-rise buildings in Songhai. If you bulldoze one, you will die. You can't even hide." He expressed dissatisfaction with the world in his words.
The moral value disappeared not long ago. Although my grandmother's neighborhood was high-end, it was far inferior to Songhai's real home. The evil career targets were banks, the Sheriff's Department, and the wealthy district. This neighborhood was lucky enough not to be affected.
"Grandma, don't worry. If the sky falls, there will be someone tall to hold it up." Zhang Yuanqing comforted her.
Wait until your grandson becomes the Lord of the Sun and saves the world.
Grandpa snorted coldly, "All the tall people have gone to the safe house, who will stop them?"
How could a cynical and jealous retired police officer like my grandfather give birth to an uncle with such a cunning and empty career? Was it because his uncle had mutated or because he was not his biological son?
Zhang Yuanqing complained in his heart, and he interrupted the topic, "Grandma, where is my cousin?"
"He hasn't been home for several days. After such a big incident, all the security guards in Songhai have to work overtime. Your aunt goes to the security department every day to deliver food to him." Grandma said in an extremely dissatisfied tone.
I don’t know whether she was dissatisfied with her grandson’s hard work, or was dissatisfied with her aunt for taking away her job of delivering meals.
Kangyang District Public Security Department.
In the large conference room, Chen Yuanjun and a dozen other civil servants were sifting through piles of documents. Everyone's eyes were dull and their eyes were severely dark.
The speed of browsing the files was slow and the expression was blank. Outside the office area, there were also a large number of technicians working overtime to recover data.
In the disaster a few days ago, both the circuit monitoring system and the public security system were destroyed by evil workers. The Songyang District Public Security Bureau was also attacked by evil workers. After paying a heavy price, the special operations team finally came to the rescue. The enemy was killed with the assistance of the police, but the Public Security Bureau also suffered great damage, among which the electronic files were severely damaged.
Public security files are the original documents that record the actions of security officers and various cases. They are the basic basis for judicial and criminal investigation and are of vital importance. Fortunately, the archives at the Public Security Bureau have not been affected. They can be re-organized based on the paper files and sorted out new ones. Electronic archives.
Of course, the technical staff of the special operations team are also working hard to restore electronic files.
Chen Yuanjun put down the paper file and pinched his eyebrows tiredly. He couldn't bear it anymore and planned to take a rest.
In addition to restoring files, he also visited the families of the victims in Kangyang District during the day, and worked on identifying corpses and maintaining order. He was already exhausted physically and mentally.
At this time, the technician opened the door and shouted: "Help find a file number 924589."
The civilian staff searched for the file based on the number. A few minutes later, a female civilian staff member said in a surprised tone: "No? There is no such file."
"No?" The technician was even more surprised, "How is this possible? If there are no paper files, what happened to the electronic files we recovered?"
Chen Yuanjun, who originally planned to go back to the office to rest, paused when he heard this, frowned and said, "What's wrong with this file?"
The technician's answer: "That's right, Team Chen, we recovered a file, but it was incomplete, so we wanted to find a paper file to complete it, but we didn't expect there was no paper file."
As an experienced security guard, Chen Yuanjun immediately sensed something fishy. This situation often occurs when security guards shield criminals.
He straightened his face, cheered up, and took me to have a look.
Files starting with W9 correspond to D in 2019, which is three years ago, not too far apart.
After leaving the conference room, Chen Yuanjun followed the technician to the office area and sat down in front of the computer.
The technician pointed to the computer interface: "That's it."
Chen Yuanjun looked at it carefully and saw that this was the missing persons file form. The form was fragmented and only the top information was displayed.
Name: Lei Yibing.
Sex: Male.
Age wise: 21
The following place of birth, appearance, last seen place, missing time, etc. are all garbled.
Chen Yuanjun's blood slowly solidified as he looked at the broken file, and an indescribable chill filled his heart.
"Lei Yibing disappeared three years ago?"
