After Chen Fan revealed that Wei Yanwu was related to the mysterious serial murderer who appeared in the capital of Holy Rome eight years ago, the room suddenly fell into silence. Even the husky stopped shouting happily and closed its mouth nervously and climbed down.
Wei Yanwu, who was at the center of the incident, silently took out his cigarette case, took out a cigarette, lit it and took a deep breath: "Xiao Chen, how did you know about this?"
Chen Fan raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, then took out two pieces of paper information from his arms and threw them to Wu Xiu and Wei Yanwu respectively: "The woman who took me down is actually the Black Rose, and her real purpose is to skin me and use it. He sneaked in in disguise, so he named me directly. But after all, he is a first-level reconnaissance type floating spirit, and he can easily fall over even if he has been famous for a long time."
Turning over a large pile of information papers, Wei Yanwu helplessly blew out a smoke ring, and then slowly said: "I didn't expect that Black Rose is so good at digging up other people's past, and Xiao Chen, you are even more outrageous, you actually put A murderous spy who was traveling around various countries under disguised identities has been captured... Where is that person? He hasn't been sent to the administration, has he?"
Shaking his head regretfully, Chen Fan said that was not the case: "No, I originally thought about asking for information in more than two days. Unfortunately, when I went back today, I found that Black Rose had been killed and silenced, so I came to ask Uncle Wei directly. of."
Realizing that Chen Fan's regret was genuine, Wei Yanwu unconsciously squinted his eyes and continued after a moment of silence: "In that case, why don't you just ask Xiaojiu? It won't be because of my relationship with Jack the Ripper. Even the administration doesn’t trust the relationship, right? Xiao Chen, aren’t you worried that this is a dirty trick by the mastermind behind the scenes to sow discord?”
Chen Fan simply rolled his eyes at this: "Stop it, Uncle Wei, since I didn't hand over the black rose to the administration immediately, then you still ask me why I didn't ask Sister Xiaojiu for advice? It's a bit boring."
As soon as these words came out, the room suddenly fell into silence again. Wei Yanwu and Chen Fan stared at each other, and no one had the intention to continue speaking.
At this moment, Wu Xiu finally finished reading the information that Chen Fan threw to him. He looked at Wei Yanwu in shock and said, "I don't believe this is true." "Uncle Wei, It says that you are young and promising, and in your twenties you performed violin at the Holy Roman Theater in Vienna. Is this true? Then how come you, a world-class violinist, do not continue to develop in Vienna, the capital of music? , instead he went to serve in the management office of a second-tier small city like Los Angeles???"
Wu Xiu's exclamation not only caused the gradually tense silence in the room to instantly dissipate, but even the husky that had finally calmed down began to continue barking.
Angrily, Chen Fan threw a dog chew toy at the husky to make his voice quieter. Chen Fan then glared at Wu Xiu and looked at Wei Yanwu again, but he couldn't summon up the momentum just now. He had to sigh and let it go.
However, after looking at Wu Xiu helplessly and dumbfounded, Wei Yanwu suddenly spoke on his own: "Xiao Wu, have you not seen my spiritual contract? It is just a violin."
As he spoke, Wei Yanwu put his hands in the posture of playing the violin. An antique illusory violin appeared in his hands in the next second. Wei Yanwu caught it easily and skillfully and gently pulled the strings.
The melodious music sounded, making the confused Wu Xiu and the husky biting the toy immediately calm down and immersed in the beautiful music. Wu Xiu even stretched out his arms to swing to the rhythm.
As for Chen Fan, he sat quietly on the bed, watching Wu Xiu and Husky dancing, and the emotions in his eyes gradually relaxed.
At the end of the song, Wei Yanwu chuckled and put away his spiritual contract, and watched Wu Xiu and Husky continue to immerse themselves in the music with Chen Fan, and it took a while before he came back to his senses.
The first thing Wu Xiu did after waking up was to clap, and Husky followed suit. He stood up and imitated Wu Xiu and swung his front paws from side to side, making Wei Yanwu and Chen Fan think something was wrong.
Fortunately, Wu Xiu didn't clap his hands for too long, and he realized it after a while: "That's not right. Logically speaking, Lingqi is a reflection of the negative memories in a floating spirit, but aren't you a world-class violinist, Uncle Wei? Then why The spiritual contract will be a violin?"
When Wei Yanwu heard this, he first glanced at Chen Fan and signaled him to imitate him with his eyes. Then he slowly spoke: "Xiao Wu, are you curious? Then I can tell you, but this story will be longer. Fortunately, We don’t have to wake up during the day tomorrow, so I’ll give you two a good talk.”
As he spoke, Wei Yanwu crossed his legs and showed a nostalgic look:
"That was a winter more than ten years ago..."
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Fifteen years ago, late one winter night.
In a private orphanage in Friedrichstadt, the capital of Holy Rome, several Caucasian children who looked no more than twelve years old were quietly lying on the bed and fast asleep. The old woman on night watch checked at the door. After learning about their situation, he nodded reassuringly, turned around and walked towards his lounge.
As the dim candlelight gradually faded away and completely disappeared at the end of the corridor, the children who were sleeping got up from the bed one after another, each took out a small round stone from the hiding place, and poured subtle fragrance into it. After receiving spiritual power, it began to emit a faint blue fluorescence.
After crawling off the bed and gathering together, the children all looked at the older child who was taking the lead: "What should we do, Andre? The exchange students from Central Plains will stay with us today, although they will have to wait until tomorrow morning to meet us. , but will the chance of being adopted be divided in this way? After all, we only exchange with the Central Plains for the sake of freshness. Moreover, I heard that the children in the Central Plains have the potential to awaken their spiritual power. It’s higher.”
The little blond boy who was regarded as the leader of the group frowned in displeasure and said viciously: "It's okay! Isn't it just the Central Plains that shows off its power just because it has two heroic spirits? Everyone is doing this because of this. I’m curious about their race, so why don’t we take advantage of our new arrival tonight to teach these people a lesson and make them realize that we are the boss here?”
Hearing Andre's words, the white children immediately agreed with his point of view happily, and then sneaked out of the room one after another, sneaking along the wall, and finally came to the room where the orphans from the Central Plains exchange were.
After sending the children to investigate, Andre reached for the door handle after confirming that there was no old grandma disturbing the situation, and slipped into the room first. After the friends behind him filed in, he closed the door and locked the door lock. .
After doing all this, Andre just turned around and wanted to show his most ferocious side to the new Central Plains orphans, but unexpectedly found that these black-haired children were huddled in the innermost corner of the room. , shivering and looking towards the direction of his group of people.
Some were surprised that the newcomer gave in too quickly. Andre shook his head to dispel the difference and took a step forward proudly. He opened his mouth slightly and planned to establish his authority in the future: "Yo——"
At this moment, the thin figure suddenly fell from the beam, and hit Andre with an elbow on the back of the head, causing him to fall to the ground without a word. His body twitched slightly and stopped moving after a few times.
Frightened by this sudden change, the children who followed Andre were about to cry out when they were suppressed by a vicious glare from the skinny boy who knocked down Andre.
The white children were so frightened that they dared not make a sound. The thin figure then slowly stood up from Andre's body, walked up to the group of aborigines who were paralyzed on the ground and looked down at them condescendingly.
After a while, the thin figure suddenly grinned and asked in stumbling Anglo-Saxon: "Who among you knows the way out?"
Hearing these words, the white children looked at me and I looked at you, and finally focused on a little girl who was desperately shrinking back: "Yes... it's Lisa, she is the most flexible body here." , so I know a lot of routes that can avoid adults."
Nodding with satisfaction, the thin figure immediately stepped forward and grabbed Lisa's arm. When she subconsciously wanted to scream, she pinched her delicate chin and viciously approached her and said: "Quiet! You, take me out, otherwise, I will die, do you understand?"
Seeing Lisa crying and nodding desperately, the thin figure let go of her chin. When she coughed softly, he roughly pulled her small wrist to the door. He put half of his head out and looked left and right to make sure he was nearby. After no one passed by, she led Lisa out and said, "You, lead the way, get out!"
After threatening Lisa fiercely, the thin figure seemed to remember something, and stretched his head back into the room to threaten the white children: "Lisa, be quiet and don't move until you come back. Do you understand?"
After seeing the little kids nodding and covering their mouths with satisfaction, the thin figure exited the room. After closing the door, he pointed impatiently at Lisa with the broken glass water glass in his hand, gesturing for her to lead the way.
In this way, Lisa led the thin figure to a ventilation window on the first floor. He gestured for his height and then shook the glass shard in his hand to signal to Lisa, who was half a head taller than him. Come here, step on her shoulders and climb out of the window.
On that cold winter night, the thin boy who did not yet have the name Wei Yanwu successfully escaped from the orphanage. While feeling the joy called freedom, he ran and disappeared deep into the streets of Friedrichshafen. at.
Before leaving, the thin figure did not forget to take away Lisa's coat to prevent him from freezing to death on the street after leaving the orphanage where there was a fire.
At this point, Wu Xiu and Husky listened so intoxicated that they didn't dare to express their anger, while Chen Fan finally couldn't help raising his right hand: "Well... although you are immersed in it and can't extricate yourself, I still want to Ask two questions.
First of all, Uncle Wei, have you ever checked what happened to the kid named Andre after you knocked him down? Is it still unclear whether he is dead or alive?
Secondly, why did you think about escaping after being sent to Holy Rome, instead of seizing the opportunity to run away before being sent away from the familiar Central Plains? "
Wei Yanwu stared at Chen Fan quite helplessly. Wei Yanwu really didn't expect that Chen Fan would have a lot of questions after hearing a story, but since he decided to tell the past events, Wei Yanwu could only patiently explain to him:
"First of all, I never went back to see Andre's life and death, but it probably wasn't too fatal for a white child (probably), so this topic ends here.
Secondly, I was initially fostered in a public orphanage in Zhongyuan, because my mother appeared at the door of the orphanage on a rainy night. After giving birth to me, she only had time to tell her that my surname should be Wei, so she died before I was ten years old. They were all called that by Xiao Wei Xiao Wei. But when I was ten years old, I was found to have the potential to become a spirit, so I was taken away from the orphanage where I grew up and sent to a research institute that specialized in cultivating children with potential. There, we were strictly guarded, so we couldn't escape even if we wanted to. "
As if aware of Wu Xiu's disbelief, Wei Yanwu sneered: "Why, Xiao Wu, where do you think so many floating spirits who risk their lives on the battlefield against the abyss come from? Is it true that everyone is that tall? If they had awakened, humans would have counterattacked on the ground long ago.”
After saying these harsh words to Wu Xiu, Wei Yanwu, who had vented his emotions, immediately realized that he had gone too far: "Uh... I'm sorry, Xiao Wu, I was a little too serious."
Waving his hands to indicate that he could accept it, Wu Xiu paid more attention to the follow-up of Wei Yanwu's story: "It's okay, Uncle Wei. I also know that I grew up in a hotbed, so I don't know much about many things...Compared to this, what are you doing here? How did you spend your days after graduate school?”
Wei Yanwu scratched his head in confusion, and continued to tell: "But, I have been cautious since I was a child. After discovering that many people still failed to become floating spirits at the age of twelve, they were taken out of the research institute and assigned to After waiting for adoption in orphanages in various cities, I made up my mind - I must hide my abilities well, and when I am twelve years old, I will take advantage of being assigned to an orphanage to escape from the control of these people."
Taking a dull puff of cigarette, Wei Yanwu slowly enjoyed the feeling of overflowing his lungs and said darkly: "After all, those children who were taken away will eventually be trained to become extremely brave warriors, fighting against the abyss." They are dead and crippled, and I don’t want to end up like them when I’m less than twelve years old.”
After saying this, Wei Yanwu suddenly sneered at himself: "But now it seems that it would be better to become a Piao Ling at the age of twelve... When I was twelve years old, I had not yet become a Piao Ling. It happened to be that year On the occasion of the 200th anniversary of the friendship between the Central Plains and Holy Rome, our group of children were carefully selected and had certain potential, but they were never able to become floating individuals and exchanged with Holy Rome to show friendship. However, Holy Rome Is that place more... kind? Obviously, the Central Plains has told us that special individuals like us who are scattered in various orphanages must be strictly monitored just in case, but we still think that we should not be too oppressive to the children, so I ran out. "
After indifferently evaluating the mercy of Holy Rome, Wei Yanwu blew out an incomplete smoke ring: "Otherwise, I might not have become Jack the Ripper."
