When I woke up from my sleep, the first thing I saw was my father who was supposed to be staying abroad.
What's going on? Didn't dad say that he would not return to China until he found a way to restore Lin Qianyi to an ordinary person? Why is he showing up now...
Wait! I suddenly realized another question, that is, where am I right now?
The place I am in now is a bedroom that looks very comfortable to me, and I am also sure that this is definitely not the dormitory of the 749th Bureau, because the layout here is different from what the Bureau provided to the investigators.
The dormitory rooms are completely different.
At this time, seeing me sitting on the bed in a daze, the dad next to me got impatient and slapped me hard on the head, and said at the same time: "You brat, why are you still dazed? Get up quickly and have breakfast.
Ready to go to work!"
Once upon a time, when my father and I were still in our hometown, he would hit me on the head like this and urge me to go to school quickly. So after the slap just now, I actually felt a little dazed, as if time had gone back and yesterday was all over again.
But the fact before me and the burning pain in the back of my head reminded me that I was not dreaming.
So, I instinctively jumped out of bed.
But next, I was a little confused. The environment here was completely unfamiliar to me. I didn't even know where to put my clothes.
Dad rolled his eyes at me, then opened the closet next to him, found some clothes and pants and threw them to me.
"You are such an adult, why are you still so confused? How can you be qualified to inherit my title as the ace investigator of Bureau 749?"
"ah?"
Dad's words made me even more confused. Ace investigator? Is he talking about himself?
But before I had time to think about it, my father had already dressed me and rushed me outside.
It wasn't until I left the room that I discovered that the place I was in was actually a two-story villa. The room I was in was on the second floor of the villa.
Not only that, it seems that besides me and dad, there are other people in this villa.
Just when my father and I entered the restaurant on the first floor, Lin Qianyi and another girl who looked almost exactly like her, but looked a little younger were already sitting at the dining table in the restaurant.
When they saw us coming, Lin Qianyi and the girl said hello to me.
"Morning, forty-nine."
"Good morning, brother Sijiu."
I stared at the two of them with wide eyes and a blank look on my face. At this time, my father pushed me behind me and said, "Why are you still standing there? Qianran made today's breakfast. Hurry up."
After trying her cooking and eating, we have to rush to work. If we are slow, we will encounter traffic jams on the road."
"Well, yes..." I immediately sat down at the dining table in a daze, glanced at the bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge in front of me, and carefully picked up the spoon and took a bite.
Hmm...it tastes pretty good.
As soon as I took a bite, the girl across from me who looked very similar to Lin Qianyi came over and asked me: "Brother Sijiu, how is it? How does it taste?"
"Well, it tastes good."
I whispered back, and then I saw the girl waving to Lin Qianyi excitedly. Seeing this, I couldn't help the doubts in my heart anymore. I put down the spoon and asked Lin Qianyi across from me.
"Qianyi, who is this?"
Lin Qianyi, who was drinking porridge, raised her head, looked at me with wide eyes and said strangely: "Sijiu, are you awake? Why don't you even recognize Qianran?"
"Qianran?" I touched my head, "Is she the sister you mentioned before?"
Lin Qianyi did not answer me directly, but turned to look at her father who had just sat down: "Dad, what happened to Sijiu?"
Dad also asked me curiously: "Sijiu, something is not right with you today. Are you sick?"
While saying this, my father reached out and touched my forehead.
I subconsciously stepped back and said, "Wait! Can you tell me first, why are you here? Where am I?"
"Dad!" Lin Qianyi and her sister couldn't help but exclaimed when they heard this.
Dad frowned, looked at me and said, "Sijiu, do you really not remember anything?"
Seeing me shaking my head, my father said: "You kid, if I had known you would behave like this after drinking, I shouldn't have let you drink so much yesterday. Why don't you even recognize my own family?"
"My home...?" I pointed around in surprise, and then said, "Here?"
"Nonsense! Isn't this your home? You, me, Qianyi and Qianran, this is the home of the four of us!"
!
I covered my mouth. If I didn't do this, I might have screamed.
Before I woke up from my sleep today, the last thing I remembered doing was that I was investigating a serial death case with Mo Xi. How could everything go so well, but I was actually lying on the bed, and also with Lin Qianyi and the others?
Living together?
Could it be that I am dreaming now? But when dad hit me just now, did I feel pain?
No, wait a minute... I suddenly thought of the bookkeeper incident again. In that incident, I had clearly realized that it is actually impossible to distinguish between reality and dreams based on feelings alone.
So, in my current situation, it is not difficult to rule out that I am dreaming?
Just when I was thinking this, the dad next to me suddenly came over with a cup of hot tea and put the tea in front of me.
Dad pointed at the hot tea and said to me: "Sijiu, drink the tea quickly and wake up."
"Sober up?" I raised my head, looked at my dad and said, "Dad, I don't need to drink tea, I'm not drunk."
"Are you talking back?" Dad poked my head with his finger, "On Qianran's birthday yesterday, who drank like crazy and sang on the balcony?"
"who?"
"Isn't it just you?!"
After listening to what my father said, I found that my head really felt a bit like a hangover. Now my head hurt badly. But then I thought: No, the key to the problem is not whether I drank yesterday or not.
Drink, but...
"Dad, why are you here? And Qianran... shouldn't she be in the shelter base? How come she's living with us?"
The father sighed and said: "You brat, you are really drunk. How come you have forgotten the things at home? Since I met you, except when I went out to perform tasks, when have I left you? There are also thousands of people.
However, how can she, an ordinary person, go to the shelter base?"
"Ordinary people?" I asked in surprise, "Isn't Qian Ran a capable person like Qian Yi? When did they become ordinary people?"
After hearing what I said, my father became a little anxious. He quickly pulled me up from the dining table, then pulled me to a wall in the restaurant, pointed to the photos on the wall and said to me: "You yourself
Look at these photos, and then sober up the wine quickly. If you continue to act like this, I won’t dare to give you a drink in the future."
After saying that, the father walked back towards the dining table, muttering as he walked: "Really, I've never seen anyone break up to the extent of drinking like you. It's an eye-opener for me."
After my father left, I looked at the photos on the wall in front of me, but I was a little lost in thought.
The wall in front of me, just like what my father said, is full of all kinds of photos.
Although these photos were taken at completely different times, they have one thing in common, that is, the content in the photos is a group photo of our family of four.
Here are the photos I took when I first met Lin Qianyi and the others after I was adopted by my dad. There are also photos my dad took of me and Lin Qianyi after we joined Bureau 749. The span of time
It spanned almost more than ten years from the time I was adopted by my father until recently, when Lin Qianyi and I were commended by the bureau for successfully solving a case.
What I can't explain is that although these photos clearly record the scene at that time, I can't find any memory of these things in my memory.