"Come back as soon as you come back, no matter what you shout."
Grandma's disgusted response came from the kitchen.
"Come back as soon as you come back, shout whatever you want."
The aunt who was helping in the kitchen parroted the sentence.
The sound of chopping vegetables and the rich aroma came from the kitchen. Zhang Yuanqing smelled that his grandmother was making beer duck. Beer duck stewed in a pressure cooker was his childhood favorite.
I heard from my uncle that after the terrorist attack in Songhai, my grandmother had been contacting him. When she found that her phone number had become empty and she did not reply to messages, she was so frightened that she burst into tears.
My uncle and aunt tried to comfort me in vain. Finally, my cousin who worked in the Public Security Bureau comforted my grandmother.
My cousin said: Motoko's body was not found.
After Zhang Yuanqing returned to China, he immediately contacted his grandmother and said that he had changed his mobile phone number. After the terrorist attack, he followed the rich woman Guan Ya and hid in a safe house prepared by the government. In order to keep it secret, the signal there was blocked and no one was allowed to go out until the outside world
Order restored.
Grandma knew that Guan Ya had an unusual status. It was said that someone in her family was a high official in the court, so she believed her grandson's nonsense.
Zhang Yuanqing said he would go home for dinner today, but his grandmother said she disliked it, but secretly cooked his favorite dishes.
In the living room, grandpa was watching the news. The national TV station was interviewing an expert with gray hair and a childlike face. The expert was said to be a hundred years old, but his skin was as delicate as a baby's.
The expert claims to be a master in the field of biology and medicine. He has been doing research in the National Academy of Sciences in a low-key manner. Because of the recent terrorist attacks, he has to show his face in front of the public just to popularize science to the public.
"Actually, it's not as miraculous as what is said on the Internet, such as superman, alien life, and spiritual energy recovery. They are all nonsense." The expert said with a strong Ou dialect accent:
"After research by the expert team, a brand-new virus was detected in the bodies of those terrorists. This virus will cause mutations in the human body and animals.
"The immune systems of some groups can withstand the infringement of these viruses and thus gain some incredible powers. Some groups are not immune and will become insane and attack those around them crazily."
Is this the demigod of the Zhu family? Zhang Yuanqing took off his shoes at the entrance, put on cotton slippers, and walked to the living room.
After the TV host listened, he asked in cooperation:
"What kind of virus is this?"
The bright-faced expert shook his head and said: "I told you, it is a new type of virus. The only thing that can be confirmed is that it is an artificially cultivated virus. As for where the virus originated, it has not been identified yet."
The host nodded repeatedly and finally looked at the camera:
"Rumors only stop with the wise. I hope everyone will view this matter rationally and deeply mourn the compatriots we met."
Zhang Yuanqing sat down next to his grandfather and found that the old man's expression was extremely solemn and showed deep concern. He did not relax because of the experts' popular science.
He was moved in his heart and said deliberately: "Grandpa, don't worry, this is just a virus. As long as a vaccine is developed, it will be fine."
Grandpa snorted: "You know nothing!"
He turned to look at his grandson, "Are you hurt?"
Zhang Yuanqing stretched his muscles: "What can happen to me? Those virus people just launched a terrorist attack, and Guan Ya and I entered the safe house."
Grandpa nodded with satisfaction, picked up the porcelain cup and went to the balcony to collect water. The sound of warm water gurgling into the porcelain cup made Zhang Yuanqing clearly hear his grandfather murmuring to himself:
"How dare these people?"
Zhang Yuanqing was both surprised and not surprised when he heard this.
Security guards maintain social order and are involved in the front line of various bad cases. It is impossible to know anything about the existence of the police, including my cousin. During the terrorist attack on Pingtai Hospital, my cousin Chen Yuanjun had been exposed to evil professions.
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As a police sergeant in the last century, my grandfather must have had contact with them and knew that there was a group of superpowers and that these guys were controlled by their moral values, so he had this doubt.
"The brainwashing of the Zhu family demigods does not seem to be very effective for people with strong willpower, or it may require repeated 'science popularization' to be effective. At this stage, if you can hide the existence of the
That’s it.” Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself.
At this time of life and death, who cares whether the existence of the world is exposed or not.
Ten minutes later, the busy sounds in the kitchen stopped, and grandma and aunt came out holding dinner plates, setting a table full of delicious food.
Grandma urged while placing the dishes and chopsticks:
"You two hurry up and wash your hands and get ready to eat!"
Grandpa and Zhang Yuanqing entered the bathroom together.
At the dinner table, Zhang Yuanqing used his actions to express his nostalgia for his grandmother's craftsmanship with his chopsticks flying like flying clouds.
Grandma was very satisfied and said, "Didn't I ask you to bring Guan Ya back with you? Where is she?"
"She was taken back to the capital by her family, who said Songhai was not safe." Zhang Yuanqing said casually: "I originally wanted to take me away, but I couldn't bear to leave my grandparents."
The cute aunt with the tear mole at the corner of her eye glanced at him.
Zhang Yuanqing leaned his head closer: "Of course there is also my aunt."
Before her head even touched my aunt's shoulder, my grandma reached out to catch her and pushed her away.
Grandma said worriedly:
"I heard that everything is fine in the capital. The vaccine for this virus has not been developed yet, and it might start to spread again in a while. It would be a good thing if you could follow Guan Ya to the capital.
"As you know, infected people have super powers. They can bulldoze a building. There are so many high-rise buildings in Songhai. If you bulldoze one, everyone will die. No one can escape."
In words, he was very dissatisfied with the world.
The moral value disappeared not long ago. Although grandma's community is high-end, it is far inferior to the real mansions in Songhai. The targets of the evil profession are banks, the Public Security Department and the wealthy area.
This neighborhood was lucky enough not to be affected.
"Grandma, don't worry. If the sky falls, there will be someone taller to hold it up." Zhang Yuanqing comforted her.
Wait until your grandson becomes the Lord of the Sun and saves the world.
Grandpa snorted coldly:
"All the tall people have taken refuge in the safe house, who will take over?"
How did a cynical and jealous retired police sergeant like my grandfather give birth to a naughty and empty profession like his uncle? Was his uncle mutated, or was he not his biological son and was picked up under a bridge? Zhang Yuanqing complained in his heart.
He broke down the topic:
"Grandma, where is my cousin?"
"He hasn't been home for several days. After such a big incident, all the security guards in Songhai have to work overtime. Your aunt goes to the security department every day to deliver food to him." Grandma's tone was extremely dissatisfied.
I don’t know whether she is dissatisfied with her grandson’s hard work or dissatisfied with her aunt for taking away her job of delivering food.
Kangyang District Public Security Department.
In the large conference room, Chen Yuanjun and more than a dozen clerical staff were sifting through piles of documents. Everyone's eyes were dull and their eyes were severely dark.
He flipped through the files slowly and his expression was blank.
In the office area outside, there are also a group of technicians working overtime to recover data.
In the disaster a few days ago, both the road monitoring system and the public security system were destroyed by evil professions, and the Kangyang District Public Security Department was also attacked by evil professions.
After paying a relatively heavy price, the enemy was finally killed with the assistance of the special operations group (official walkers), but the Public Security Department also suffered great damage.
Among them, electronic files suffered serious damage.
Public security files are the original documents that record the actions of security officers and various cases. They are the basic basis for judicial and criminal investigation and are of vital importance.
Fortunately, the underground archives of the Public Security Department have not been affected, and new electronic archives can be reorganized based on paper archives.
Of course, the technical staff of the special operations team are also working hard to restore electronic files.
Chen Yuanjun put down the paper file and pinched his brows tiredly. He couldn't stand it anymore and planned to take a rest.
In addition to restoring files, he also visited the families of the victims in Kangyang District during the day, claimed bodies, maintained order and other tasks, and was already exhausted physically and mentally.
At this time, a technician pushed in the door and shouted:
"Help find a file, the number is W924589."
The number of civil servants was searching for files according to the numbers. After a few minutes, a female civil servant said in a surprised tone:
"No? There is no such file."
"No?" The technician was even more surprised, "How is this possible? If there are no paper files, what happened to the electronic files we recovered?"
Chen Yuanjun, who originally planned to go back to the office to rest, paused when he heard this, frowned and said, "What's wrong with this file?"
The technician replied: "That's right, Team Chen, we recovered a file, but it was incomplete, so we wanted to find a paper document to check and complete it, but I didn't expect that there was no paper document."
As an experienced security guard, Chen Yuanjun immediately sensed something fishy. This situation often occurs when security guards shield criminals.
He straightened his expression and cheered up: "Take me to have a look."
The files starting with W9 correspond to 2019, which is three years ago, not too far apart.
After leaving the conference room, Chen Yuanjun followed the technician to the office area and sat down in front of the computer.
The technician pointed to the computer interface: "That's it."
Chen Yuanjun looked at it carefully and saw that it was a missing persons file form.
The table is fragmented and only the top information is displayed:
Name: Lei Yibing. Gender: Male. Age: 21
The following place of birth, appearance, last seen place, time of disappearance, etc. are all garbled.
Chen Yuanjun looked at this "broken" file and felt his blood slowly coagulate, and an indescribable chill filled his heart.