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Chapter 48 Flights to Ningchuan
late at night.
Chen's old house.
"013...000..." Chen Xian was lying on the bed halfway, holding the two metal plaques in his hand, flipping them over and over, as if he wanted to learn from these two uncharacteristic plaques. I found some clues in it, and my eyes were full of thought, "Is there really any connection between us...or are we from the same place..."
The orange-yellow light of the desk lamp is slightly dim, and it looks a bit dull, but in this rainy night, this dull light makes the bedroom a lot warmer, and it seems to dispel a lot of spring chills.
Chen Xian didn't feel sleepy at all. The more he studied the two metal cards, the more energetic he felt.
There was no mistake in his memory. The "013" metal plate he brought out from the mental hospital was exactly the same as the "000" metal plate he left behind when he was abandoned. No matter it was the details, the texture, or the workmanship, these Totally consistent.
Then there is at least a 90% chance that the two metal plates came from the same place.
"013...mental hospital...no....not a mental hospital....it should be the mysterious organization hiding behind...the metal plaque It should come from their hands..." Chen Xian said to himself, his face was a little dazed, and he didn't seem to want to face this fact, "Am I related to them?"
At this time, Mu He, who was sleeping in Chen Xian's arms, suddenly moved. She seemed to be awakened by Chen Xian's voice, and she muttered.
"Go to sleep, I'll turn off the light now..." Chen Xian said and hurriedly turned off the lamp, put the two metal plaques on the bedside table, and gently indented into the quilt.
Mu He is still the same, always likes to stick to Chen Xian, especially when he goes to bed, he has to hug him.
It seemed that last night's events had cast a shadow on Mu He. She was afraid that when she woke up, she would see Chen Xian lying in a pool of blood. Although he was fine in the end, she didn't know why... When she thought of Chen Xianman Mu He would be very scared when his body was covered in blood.
"You don't think of me as your mother, do you?" Chen Xian murmured in a very low voice.
Mu He didn't seem to hear it. He still buried his head in Chen Xian's arms and fell asleep peacefully. His eyelashes also trembled with his breathing. The soft breathing sound seemed to have a hypnotic effect. Sleepy, although he is still not used to people sticking to him like this, but...
It's like coaxing a child.
Chen Xian yawned for a long time, closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.
............
On a flight to Ningchuan City, Fatty Huo sat in the first-class cabin he bought at a special price to recharge his batteries, and planned to sleep well in this quiet rainy night. After all, there were so many things to do the next day. Busy, it's okay not to rest.
But a young man beside him had no eyesight, and was babbling non-stop, making Fatty Huo almost killing him.
"Can you shut up? Ah? Can you shut up?!"
Fatty Huo tried his best to lower his volume, like an evil ghost who had just crawled out of hell, he fiercely grabbed the young man's neck, his eyes bloodshot.
"You say one more word! I immediately throw you off the plane!"
The young man sitting beside Fatty Huo was surnamed Lu, whose real name was Lu Yisheng.
He is also in his early twenties, he looks very energetic in a sports suit, his eyes are very big, and he looks like an honest child, but now... Fatty Huo has the heart to kill him!
This grandson's mouth is too broken!
Seeing Fatty Huo being really angry, Lu Yisheng hurriedly begged for mercy: "Don't! Can't I just stop talking!"
"Be careful with me!" Fatty Huo glared at him, let go of his hand, and went back to sleep, but he heard the young man muttering softly.
"And throw me down...you dare to open the cabin door and I'll call your father...you know how to bully me..."
"If it wasn't for murder, I would have done you right now!" Fatty Huo glared at him like a corpse, and his teeth were almost crushed. "Sooner or later, I'll sew your mouth shut!"
Being so frightened, Lu Yisheng didn't dare to say a word for a moment.
Seeing his cowardly appearance, Fatty Huo suddenly became angry, and only felt that his life was dark, and his career in the second half of his life would be delayed by him.
"Fortunately... There are very few young people in this generation who are so fucking like you..." Fatty Huo kept comforting himself, leaning back heavily, and being restrained by the U-shaped pillow His neck suddenly widened twice, and his entire face bulged like a balloon, but he didn't seem to feel uncomfortable, instead he smacked his lips and said, "You can be quiet for me, wait until Ning Chuan, I will find you. I'll teach you a lesson in person!"
"Teach me a lesson?" Lu Yisheng smiled disdainfully, and the little rascal's nature was immediately exposed, "Master, I have been in the circle for so many years, I really don't know who can teach me a lesson. "
Fatty Huo didn't say much, and slapped him on the head.
"Who are you?" Fatty Huo asked him kindly, his face didn't have the angry expression before, on the contrary, he looked very cordial and peaceful like the spring breeze, "Just say one more word, I'll teach you a lesson now, letter ?"
"Don't! You're the grandfather! I'm the grandson!" Lu Yisheng shrank his head and blinked his innocent big eyes, "Uncle Huo, are we going to be demoted when we go to Ningchuan?"
Hearing this, Fatty Huo rarely became serious.
After a long silence, he said slowly: "It's not a demotion, it should be a promotion."
"Are you sure?" Lu Yisheng didn't believe it, his face was very resentful, "Ningchuan is a place where birds don't poop comparable to our capital? This assignment is not a task, I'm not sure. We have to stay there for the rest of our lives!"
Fatty Huo shook his head and said, "The domestic situation is very chaotic now. Those branches established in major first-tier cities are almost unable to withstand it. If we don't add more staff to the provinces, there will be more and more troubles."
"So we were dispatched?" Lu Yisheng looked a little unhappy, and turned around with a coin-like object in his hand, "But that's okay, it's better to be a chicken head than a phoenix tail, and the people in the capital can do it. There are too many people, and itβs not easy to get ahead.β
"You only think about fame and fortune? Can't you have anything else?" Fatty Huo glared at him angrily.
"Hey, aren't all young people like me now?" Lu Yisheng smiled, "If you can earn money and fame, why don't you want them?"
Fatty Huo sighed, suddenly remembered Chen Xian who seemed to have no desires, and couldn't help shaking his head.
In fact, he knew that what Lu Yisheng said was right. After all, people are people, whether they are strangers or ordinary people, they all have extremely strong desires for things like fame and fortune.
Seriously speaking, Chen Xian is a real outlier. He seems to be indifferent to everything, seems to be out of tune with this world, as if nothing can attract him...
"Attract him..." Fatty Huo suddenly muttered in a low voice, with an embarrassed expression on his face, "That kid won't get in... So much has been thrown at him by the department. Second olive branch...but he didn't promise..."
"What did you say?" Lu Yisheng asked curiously, as if he didn't hear Fatty Huo.
Fatty Huo shook his head and said, nothing.
After a few seconds, Fatty Huo suddenly spoke again, and asked Lu Yisheng tentatively, "Young people of your generation, what do you like the most?"
Lu Yisheng answered without hesitation, "Money."
"Except for this." Fatty Huo said, and subconsciously took out the cigarette case in his pocket, but suddenly realized that he was still flying in the sky, in order not to discredit the Secret Service, he put the cigarette case back again, "Except for the fact that he was still flying in the sky. Money, fame, fortune, and other things, is there anything you like and are interested in?"
Hearing this profound question, Lu Yisheng couldn't help but fall into contemplation. He slowly put his hands on the blanket covering his thighs, and the thumbs of his left and right hands kept turning, showing the attitude of a thinker.
After thinking about it for a second, he came to a conclusion.
"Woman." Lu Yisheng replied firmly.
Fatty Huo didn't hesitate, slapped him and slapped him with the blanket on the ground.
"Are you making fun of me?" Fatty Huo glared at him fiercely.
The flight attendant came over after hearing the sound, opened the curtain and glanced at them both.
"Two gentlemen, please keep quiet, it's rest time, and the other passengers have to..."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Fatty Huo hurriedly apologized, with a smile on his face, "He fell to the ground sleepwalking just now, which is really causing you trouble, I'll make him quiet right away!"
Hearing this, the flight attendant nodded and said good night, then put down the curtain and went back to rest.
Lu Yisheng covered his face and climbed back to his seat, looking at Fatty Huo with particular grievance: "Why did you hit me! I'm going to complain to your superiors for your abuse of violence!"
"Do you believe me if I give you another kick?" Fatty Huo asked calmly.
Lu Yisheng stopped talking.
"My motherfucker shouldn't have asked you..." Fatty Huo sighed reluctantly, and put on his blindfold as he lay back in his seat, as if talking to himself.The voice was very soft: "I hope everything goes well..."
"Well, I hope everything goes well." Lu Yisheng said dully.
After two seconds, Fatty Huo spoke again.
"Do you want to die?"
".......Ok?"
"If you secretly give me your middle finger again, I'll poke your finger out!"
"..."