Beside, Jialan, who had just taken a sip of juice, suddenly spat out the juice in his mouth.
Shen Qingzhu, who was sitting next to An Qingyu, was about to pick up the food. His chopsticks suddenly stopped in the air. He put down his hands pretending to be nothing, and silently pricked up his ears...
The whole table fell silent.
"Have... given birth to a son?!" Baili Pangpang's eyes nearly popped out, "Qiye... you..."
"Stop it!" Lin Qiye was so frightened that he put down his chopsticks and turned to look at An Qingyu, the corners of his mouth twitching wildly, "What are you talking about? How could I secretly give birth to a baby outside?"
"But..." An Qingyu pushed up his glasses, "That young man has the same aura as you..."
"breath?"
"Well, in his body, I felt a very familiar... golden power." An Qingyu paused and continued, "This power formed his body, penetrated into his soul, and intertwined
In the blood...
From a genetic point of view, there is really a high possibility that he is your son."
Lin Qiye was stunned.
"Wait a minute." Lin Qiye pressed Jialan's fist beside him and continued to ask, "How old is that boy?"
"Looks like fourteen or fifteen years old."
"Fourteen or fifteen years old!" Lin Qiye was speechless, "I am only twenty-two this year, how can I have a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child? Could it be that when I was seven years old..."
Jialan:Σ(ﾟдﾟllll)!!!!!
An Qingyu thought about it carefully, "It seems...isn't it right?"
"We don't rule out the possibility that Qiye likes to drive big cars." Cao Yuan added seriously.
Lin Qiye:......
"That boy was very strange." An Qingyu recalled carefully, "In addition to the human aura, he also had the soul of a strange cat..."
"Qingyu, what are you talking about?" Baili Pangpang was a little confused, "It's a human, it's a cat, it's golden energy... what is that thing?"
"To be honest, I don't understand what kind of existence he is." An Qingyu shrugged, "But I can feel that the soul of the cat in him is not a human species... It has a trace of
Charm.”
god?
Hearing this word, for some reason, Lin Qiye suddenly recalled what Shao Pingge had just told him... the medium.
Some mythical beasts that have a special relationship with the Bactrian God can also serve as mediators between the gods and their agents.
Could it be that that young man, like Shao Pingge, was also an agent of a certain Great Xia god?
But... why does he have the aura of his own blood in his body?
Lin Qiye was puzzled.
After three rounds of drinking, the two teams had eaten all the food on the table, and the night was getting darker.
"Okay, it's getting late. Let's go back and rest early." Shao Pingge stood up from his seat calmly, as if he remembered something, and reminded Lin Qiye:
"By the way, your investiture ceremony has been prepared. See you at the Night Watch headquarters at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."
…
the next day.
An extended version of Lincoln slowly parked at the entrance of the Night Watch headquarters.
Lin Qiye and others got off the car and walked straight towards the door. At this time, someone was already waiting at the door with a box for a long time.
"Captain Lin." Seeing Lin Qiye and others arriving, the staff member bowed slightly and respectfully, "The custom-made cloak for your team has been made. Please put it on."
Different from the awarding ceremony in the training camp, the awarding ceremony of the "Star Sea" Medal is a very serious and solemn occasion. As a newly formed special team, they have to put on the cloak representing their own team. In order to catch up with this
Time, the Night Watch's logistics department worked overtime day and night to produce these seven sets of cloaks.
He opened the box, and seven sets of crimson cloaks were spotlessly lying in the center of the box, giving off a faint shimmer in the sunlight.
Although the main colors are all red, they are different from the dark red cloaks of ordinary night watchmen. The colors of these seven cloaks are darker. Combined with the special texture, they do not look lifeless, but have a trace of life.
"Is this color too low-key?" the staff member asked worriedly, "If the light is not sufficient, it will look similar to the dark red cloak of an ordinary night watchman..."
"It doesn't matter." Lin Qiye picked up his cloak and smiled slightly, "In the final analysis, the special team is also a night watchman, but it has some special responsibilities.
Just like this deep red, it was born out of dark red, but it is different from it... It is a heresy among dark red."
Lin Qiye and others found their respective cloaks and put them on their bodies at the same time. They stood at the door of the Night Watch headquarters, smiled at each other, and walked side by side towards the door.
…
Night Watch Headquarters.
Award Stand.
On a solemn stage, Shao Pingge was wearing an ordinary dark red cloak with a straight knife hanging from his waist. He stood in the center of the stage and glanced at the people sitting under the stage.
Originally, the awarding ceremony of the "Star Sea" Medal needed to be awarded personally by the Commander-in-Chief of the Night Watch, but now it is wartime after all, and the situation is special. Zuo Qing needs to guard Jialinguan and cannot come back, so Shaoping can only do it.
The song is temporary.
Nowadays, Shao Pingge is also an important figure among the top leaders of the Night Watch, second only to Zuo Qing. Naturally, no one has any objections to having him preside over this award ceremony.
He stood in the center of the stage and spoke slowly:
“I believe everyone already knows what the reason for bringing everyone together today is...
The Medal of the Sea of Stars has not been awarded many times since the establishment of the Night Watch in modern times. This is the first time that two Sea of Stars medals have been awarded at once. I am honored to stand here in place of Commander Zuo.
To confer honors..."
Shaopingge walked through the process of the award ceremony step by step.
In the corner of the auditorium, seven unattractive young people sat together and yawned silently.
"Captain, you said that after so many years, why hasn't the ceremony of awarding honors in the headquarters evolved? Every time it is so official, it makes me sleepy..." Uzumaki rubbed his sleepy eyes and complained.
road.
On the side, Tian Ping, who was also wearing casual clothes, rolled his eyes.
"What? Let me arrange a warm-up show for you before the medal is awarded? Ask a girl group to dance for you and make it lively? The medal is a serious and solemn occasion, not just for you."
Except for a very few people in the audience, no one realized that the seven young people sitting in the corner were actually members of the Mask team who had taken off their masks and put on civilian clothes.