When Chu Zihang arrived at the agreed place, it was already three o'clock in the night, and it happened to be lightly raining in the sky.
After receiving the call, he transferred to China as quickly as possible and returned to the city where he was born and raised. Walking on the quiet and deserted streets, the surroundings did not appear dark, and the road was illuminated. The warm yellow street lamps made a clear sound of water splashing with every step on the asphalt road. In the distance, you could still see the lights shining through the buildings in the CBD area.
He was holding a tennis bag in one hand and holding an umbrella with the other. Raindrops fell down the straight and wrinkle-free shoulders of his suit. His eyes, which were also as straight as a knife, followed the umbrella eaves and looked at Shilan Middle School across the street...and then some He was frustrated. Because he had not seen the gate of Impression Shilan, what surprised him was that the original arched school gate of Memory had been replaced by an exaggerated pantheon-like structure at some time, and the plane trees on both sides had been cut down. It is clean and has two large sculptures. The lintel reads "Shin Noble Junior & Senior Highschool".
Very strange, very rich, but also very noble.
Looking further inward, the green grass is still the same as before. The principal is willing to decorate the lintel but is reluctant to replace it with an artificially transplanted lawn. This makes the land look extremely muddy when it rains. Even if the rain stops the next day, the football team will Without the ability to train normally, no wonder Chinese football still has little hope to this day.
If it rained harder, it would have left the tracks of the vehicles that came to pick up the students earlier, Chu Zihang thought for no reason, but the next second, he stopped thinking about it.
He turned around and came back, holding an umbrella and looking at the street on the other side, where he stood quietly at a closed coffee shop, which was also the agreed place.
When he walked to the door of the coffee shop, he did not directly find a way to enter. Instead, he stood outside the fully open glass curtain wall and looked at the figure sitting by the guardrail on the second floor of the coffee shop. The figure did not hide. , he didn’t pretend to be mysterious, he just sat there quietly, lowering his head and thinking about something. He was so absorbed that he didn’t even notice that Chu Zihang had gone to the appointment.
No, maybe he noticed it but didn't respond. It was probably an expression of goodwill or an invitation.
Standing in the rain with an umbrella, Chu Zihang paused slightly while looking at the figure on the second floor. Through the glass and a certain distance, he could clearly see the person's face hidden in the darkness with his eyesight. Qingse, a boy about 18 or 9 years old, handsome and handsome.
It was also very strange. He didn't know this person, but inexplicably, when he saw that person for the first time, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.
Until he pushed open the unlocked door of the cafe, walked up the stairs, and stood next to this person. The folded umbrella was held in his hand, and turbid raindrops fell bit by bit from the tip of the umbrella, seeping into the strips of the wooden floor. within the grid gap.
When observing him closely, Chu Zihang finally understood where that weird feeling came from.
He looked at the boy and suddenly remembered what people around him often said about him a long time ago.
[Look, Chu Zihang is looking at the rainy day in a daze again.]
Everyone thinks that he likes rainy days very much, so he often stares at the heavy rain in a daze.
But his memory only rises every time it rains. When the tide comes up, it brings the story of that man and the scars that he has not yet made up for and cannot make up for that night. It is a kind of introspection, and it is also A kind of reminiscence. It seems that it is not wrong to say that it is in a daze.
In that state, Lu Mingfei once jokingly called him a sheep in the rain. Once it rained, the wool on his body would absorb water, making him so heavy that he couldn't walk. He could only stand quietly in the rain.
What's interesting is that this is probably the first time Chu Zihang has seen this scene from the perspective of a bystander.
If he had to describe it, compared to sheep in the rain, chickens after freezing rain would be more appropriate. The super-cold rainwater would freeze on their feathers and form a kind of shell, so strong that they could not move. If they waited actively, If the ice melts, they will freeze to death. If you want to escape, you will have to struggle hard, or the shell will be broken by a kind-hearted person passing by.
Someone did break his shell before, even if it was just for a short moment.
"Were you the one who called me?" Chu Zihang asked calmly.
The other party was not hostile. This was the answer given to him by his instinct after long experience in the battlefield. It may be a bit redundant to bring Doji Kiri and Spider Kiri to the appointment. There should be no need to open the tennis bag in his right hand tonight.
Chu Zihang's initiative to speak broke the ice. The person in front of the seat returned to reality from the bowed silence. He looked up at Chu Zihang, his pupils were beautiful light gold.
Just looking at each other, Chu Zihang realized that the young man in front of him had a great pedigree, perhaps surpassing himself and Caesar Gattuso, and he belonged to the category of people with terrible potential like Lu Mingfei. people.
Chu Zihang's left hand holding the tennis bag gently exerted force, silently rolling up the fibers of the strap. He realized that he had just looked at each other, and deep down in his heart, he had acquiesced to the fact that if there was a conflict, He will die.
Surprisingly, he didn't feel any sense of crisis.
When a person sits in front of a lion, no matter whether the other person is napping or doing something else, the huge body of the lion itself and the power contained in that body should bring a huge sense of oppression to him. This is like knowing that the safety is on a gun. When it is aimed at you, you will still be at a loss for one reason - people should be afraid of things that can easily take away their lives. This is an instinct engraved in genes.
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But the phenomenon that is happening now violates this logic.
"Sit down." Chu Zihang heard him say.
After a few seconds of settling in Chuzi Terminal, I pulled out my chair. The sound of the chair legs rubbing against the wooden floor was not loud, but it was very loud in the empty and dark cafe. It instantly overshadowed the sound of rain outside the glass curtain wall that covered the hall.
He sat down with his umbrella hanging on the wooden guardrail and the tennis bag lying on his side of the table. He stared across the table into the eyes of this younger boy and asked lightly, "Do I know you?"
He should have asked about the things mentioned by the other party after confirming his identity, but now he changed his mind.
"You can call me Lin Nian. Since you asked this question, we have probably never met. So you don't know me and you shouldn't know me."
The person across the table finally put his energy back on Chu Zihang. Before Chu Zihang came, he thought about many things, constructed many conjectures, and overturned many conjectures. In the end, it was still the person sitting in front of him who answered him. some doubts.
But just before he looked up at Chu Zihang, he was originally prepared that the other party would change slightly, but the moment he saw it clearly, he was still stunned.
"I don't know you, but you act like you know me and know me well. I don't know how you got my information, but since you chose to sit down and talk, it means that force is not your first priority. Choice." Chu Zihang looked at Lin Nian who was staring at him inexplicably and said calmly, "So I want to know, what was the purpose of that phone call you made to me? You asked me to come here on the phone, and I am now Already here, not late, and didn’t bring anyone with me.”
It's very Chu Zihang's style, and it's also very Chu Zihang's answer. It's like a hard-core movie. If everyone can talk, sit down and have a good talk. If they can't talk, they will draw their swords faster than anyone else. When the talk breaks down, he will definitely do it. He took out a knife from the tennis bag lying on the table in front of him and slashed through it.
But Lin Nian stared into Chu Zihang's eyes and did not answer Chu Zihang's question. Chu Zihang also did not avoid his gaze. This state lasted for dozens of seconds.
The sound of rain outside the cafe gradually became louder. I should have expected that this rain would not end easily after it started.
He took a deep breath and asked in a low voice amidst the increasingly noisy rain, "Chu Zihang, how many years do you think you have left to live if this continues?"
Thunder rolled in from afar and heavy rain poured down.
"This shouldn't be the topic we want to talk about." Chu Zihang flatly refused to answer this seemingly inexplicable question.
"This is the topic we want to talk about." Lin Nian looked at him and said coldly, "What I am looking for is Chu Zihang, not a superficial corpse that may degenerate into a deadpool at any time. Let me see Clear your eyes."
Under Lin Nian's frowning gaze, Chu Zihang looked into the boy's eyes, and suddenly fell silent for a while. Finally, he lowered his head and raised his hand to wipe his pupils, and took off the two butterfly-black contact lenses.
When he looked up again, his never-extinguishing golden eyes were completely exposed to the air, like dazzling gas lamps in the dark cafe.
Just as Chu Zihang thought, Lin Nian did not avoid his golden eyes. The other party stared intently at the pair of golden eyes that even Caesar Gattuso didn't like to look at, and said in a low voice, "Why? It will end up like this.”
The Chu Zihang in front of him does not have long to live. His bloodline is in a precarious state. Lin Nianxin is clear about the reasons that have led him to this situation.
The blood refining technology inherited by the Lion Heart Society, violent blood.
Chu Zihang was a little surprised that the other party could see through the deepest weakness in his body at a glance, but he still said expressionlessly, "This is not something you should care about."
Lin Nian looked at him deeply and said, "How many more times can you bleed now? Once? Or twice? Just a few more times and your broken car will rush off the cliff and no one can save you."
"This is not something you should care about." Chu Zihang repeated his words calmly, "You don't seem to have any position to care about my physical condition."
"Who taught you violent blood? Angers or someone else? Don't abuse the blood refining technique. The person who taught you this technique should have warned you about this." Lin Nian said.
"You seem to know a lot of things that you shouldn't know." Chu Zihang said, "But you are wrong. No one taught me the bloodline refining technology."
"...Of course that's the case. You are Chu Zihang, the president of the Lion Heart Society... It was you who dug out that bundle of parchments from the library of the Lion Heart Society." Lin Nian sighed in a low voice.
He sighed, "So no matter what, you will go on this road..."
"I heard from Lu Mingfei that you are about to graduate. Have you found any traces of 'Odin' in these years?"
Chu Zihang raised his head and stared at Lin Nian. At that moment, the veins on the back of his hands that were lying flat on his thighs under the table sprouted, and the fabric of the suit all over his body was slightly tight for it. It was so quiet that no one spoke, and he could only hear
The sound of fabric expanding could be heard in the environment with the gentle sound of rain.
"Do you know the existence of that thing? How much do you know about it?" Chu Zihang asked, how long has it been since those eternal golden eyes were as hot and bright as now?
It will still explode and ignite later.
"No more than you." Lin Nian said lightly, "But what I can be sure of is that with your appearance, meeting 'Odin' will only lead to death. Let alone seeking revenge from him, you are now serving in the executive department.
There will be blood risks, right?"
"After graduation, I will join the executive department, and the principal and the director of the executive department will vouch for me." Chu Zihang said.
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"It's not enough to have the two of them as guarantees for you. You are now considered a dangerous hybrid and the enemy that the secret party wants to eliminate first. But since they are willing to do this for you, it means that you have been doing this for you in the past.
The Secret Party has made indelible contributions, and your hidden dangers are not enough to outweigh your achievements. This is the only explanation I can find." Lin Nian said coldly, "The Secret Party is not a caring organization, and tools that are rusty cannot be taken advantage of.
It is the norm to throw it away and replace it later. Now your situation goes against this norm, which means you do big things, big things that everyone will remember."
"You know the internal structure of Kassel Academy very well. Are you an enemy of the secret party?" Chu Zihang frowned. For the first time, he felt that the person in front of him was very dangerous. He knew that there were too many, so many that... it was simply...
It's like serving in the executive department.
Lin Nian looked up at him. After being silent for a long time, he suddenly asked, "By whose hands did the King of Earth and Mountain die?"
A muffled thunder sounded just right outside the window. It did not explode, but was dull and rolled away, crawling over the black clouds with dim thunder light.
For a moment, Lin Nian thought that the man sitting across from him was going to get angry in the next second. It was like an angry lion was staring at him through those golden eyes, and those tight pupil lines were It's the wrinkles on a lion's face when it's furious, each one revealing bloody ferocity.
"That's it." He lowered his head and said.
He understood the answer to this question.
"You know a lot of things you shouldn't know. Who are you?" Chu Zihang asked in a deep voice, his voice as cold as steel, and his golden eyes seemed to be freezing.
"A person who does not belong to this world." Lin Nian replied, "Have you seen "The Butterfly Effect"?"
"Understood."
"You can assume that I am a person from a world that seems plausible to you. The direction and process of everything on my side are somewhat different from what you have experienced. For example, the king of the earth and mountains is not the same on my side. There is no death yet, and we are still working hard on this matter."
"'We'?" Chu Zihang paused and caught the word.
"Of course that includes you, the Chu Zihang I am familiar with, not the Chu Zihang sitting in front of me now." Lin Nian looked at him and said, "Your crusade against the King of Earth and Mountain is over, but we It doesn’t.”
After about tens of seconds of silence, Chu Zihang shook his head slightly, probably because he didn't believe such bizarre rhetoric.
This statement is too absurd for anyone to say, and no logical person would believe it.
"I didn't try to make you believe my origin or statement. You just asked, so I answered." Lin Nian said, "I'm curious, how did you kill the King of Earth and Mountain? She is very strong. At least in a one-on-one situation, it’s difficult for me to kill her. If I can’t do it, then you probably can’t either. Have you surrounded her?”
Chu Zihang did not answer Lin Nian's question because it was confidential. All the details of the North Nibelungen that year were sealed into files by Norma and were designated as top secrets at the "SS" level. After experiencing that scene Everyone involved in the incident was forced to sign a confidentiality agreement, and he was naturally one of them.
"Tell me how you killed the King of Earth and Mountain. In exchange, I will tell you the specific location of Chu Tianjiao's safe house. Before he disappeared on the viaduct, many things were left in that safe house. About that man , and everything about you and your mother in his eyes." Lin Nian said calmly, "There is no monitoring or recording. This is an exchange. If you think it is worth it, then use the information in exchange for what you want. thing."
Thunder was rolling outside the glass curtain wall, and the heavy rain finally arrived. The sound of raindrops suddenly became louder, making it noisy, but making the cafe even more silent.
"It is true that I killed the King of the Earth and the Mountain. I stabbed her heart with a folding knife forged from the Philosopher's Stone, and killed one of the twins, Jormungandr. 'Fin'e' took advantage of the chaos and devoured her remains and evolved into 'Hela', preparing to release the 'Shiva Karma Dance' to destroy everything, but I stopped them with my gun."
Chu Zihang finally slowly told the story of what happened in the Northern Nibelungs that day.