The few of them drank a lot of wine. Little Yao, who was at the side, could not adapt to the taste of wine, so she changed it to orange juice. Xing Lan went to the bathroom and vomited. When he came back, he said that he would not drink anymore. Uncle Gui and the other two did not insist anymore.
"Little Fox, have you ever thought of returning to the base?”
Xing Lan continued eating while Uncle Ghost kept looking at him. After a moment of silence, Uncle Ghost asked in a very serious tone.
Little Yao froze and turned to look at Xing Lan. Xing Lan picked up a ginseng stick and stopped in mid-air. His eyes never left the table.
"I won't."
After answering Uncle Ghost's question very straightforwardly, Xing Lan continued to eat.
"It seems that we were all wrong. Actually, you shouldn't blame the Nether King. He spent a lot of effort on you.”
Uncle Ghost's first sentence sounded more like he was talking to himself.
"It feels good to be back."
Xing Lan's words were emotionless.
"Is it really good? Can you give your loved ones what they want? In this materialistic and realistic era, you can't even afford a car to block the wind for your family without money…”
"I can adapt."
Before Uncle Ghost could finish his sentence, Xing Lan interrupted him. Xing Lan was unwilling to talk about everything in the base. When Xing Lan said that, Uncle Ghost was stunned. Perhaps he had not expected Xing Lan to be so persistent. For a moment, the room was silent.
"Indeed. Before I came back, Hades told me to tell you that the base will open its doors for you at any time if I see you. I personally hope you can consider it, because I really don't want to know that you're working as a security guard now.”
Uncle Ghost finished the wine in his cup in one gulp.
"Um…Uncle Wang, it's getting late. If you can, you should rest first. Uncle Wang, you shouldn't drink if you're not feeling well.”
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, the little demon at the side spoke up to dissuade him.
"I drank a little too much today.”
As Liu Nan spoke, he placed the wine bottle at his feet.
" Men have to live a certain self. It's very tiring to be restricted by your own rules every day. You, who have a kind nature, also have to open the most primitive cold-blooded heart. Little demon, push me back.”
Uncle Ghost looked at Xing Lan, who was minding his own business and eating. After he finished speaking, he gestured for Little Yao to push him back to his room. Little Yao agreed and left with Uncle Ghost.
"Uncle Gui drank a lot of wine today. Hur hur, the more you drink, the more you talk. Xinglan, don't mind him.”
Zhihui sounded very easy-going.
"Yeah, we drank a lot. Why don't we go sing?”
Liu Nan also pretended to be happy.
"Whoever wants to sing, bring me along.”
The little demon had already walked back.
"I'm tired. You guys go ahead."
Xing Lan rejected their suggestion. Hearing this, the room became a little quiet and awkward.
"Yes, it's indeed getting late. Why don't we all rest?”
Seeing Xing Lan's depressed mood, Zhi Hui spoke up to cater to him.
In his own room, Xing Lan had just finished showering and was standing in front of the window with a cup of water in his hand. There were still countless cars driving on the flat and wide avenue. The lights of the countless cars connected together to form an endless light dragon. Xing Lan lived on the upper floor of the hotel. Through the spotless glass, the pedestrian street in the distance was still crowded. Xing Lan looked at his watch. It was already 11:30. It was supposed to be a damn time, but the people of the city were still alive.
"Dong dong dong."
A knock sounded on the door. Xing Lan was a little puzzled, but he still went to open the door.
"Hehe, I thought you were asleep. I didn't disturb you, did I?”
The little demon outside the door smiled and apologized. From the little demon's expression, Xing Lan could tell that she had something to say.
"I'm fine. Why aren't you asleep yet?"
Xing Lan asked.
"Oh, is it convenient to talk?"
The little demon spoke of his intentions, and Xing Lan pondered.
"Oh, this is what you wanted."
Little Witch said as she took out a stack of documents from behind her.
"What is this?"
Looking at the thick piece of paper, Xing Lan was a little puzzled.
"The things you want are all here.”
the little demon explained.
"Oh, just you wait."
As Xing Lan spoke, he went inside to put on his sleeves.
Xiaoyao had a habit. She wouldn't casually enter a man's room, and men shouldn't set foot in her room either. This was something she knew from the base's space station.
The high-level stalls on the streets of Shen Yang gave people the feeling that there was a lot of private space. The seats were very far apart. Although it was already late at night, the young couple did not look tired at all. They were still chatting happily. Xing Lan and Xiao Yao found a seat and sat down. Because they had drunk a little too much at night, the two of them only ordered drinks.
"I'm sorry. Uncle Wang has been asking about you, so I checked.”
Sitting across from Xing Lan, Little Yao had a guilty expression.
"I'm fine."
As Xing Lan spoke, he held the wine glass in his hand and bit the straw.
"You should change your job. You can…you can also consider Uncle's words.”
The little demon spoke to dissuade him. The latter part of her words might be because she was afraid that Xing Lan would be angry, so her tone was so low that it was almost inaudible.
"I really want to know why you quit. Why would the base let you come back?”
Little Yao played a key role in the base. More importantly, Little Yao controlled the high-level secrets of the base. Xing Lan knew that Little Yao must have many reasons for coming back. Once Xing Lan asked a question, Little Yao became silent. Very silent.
"Ye Zu…Ye Zu is dead."
It was difficult for the little demon to say this.
Night Soldier was taught by Uncle Ghost, and he had the same swift and fierce body movements as Uncle Ghost. The difference was that Night Soldier used a three-edged military knife. The Type 54 pistol was a common pistol in the base. In theory, it had an eight-shot magazine, but in reality, it had seven shots. Because the last shot was too close to the " recoil machine ", it was easy to jam. However, Night Soldier, who was proficient in all kinds of firearms, had perfectly controlled the magazine capacity to within eight shots. Night Soldier's pistol could be considered to be self-modified, and even Star Shield could not do this.
Ye Zu and Xing Lan had a good relationship. The two of them often sparred in the base. Uncle Ghost often used Ye Zu to humiliate Pluto. After all, Xing Lan was Pluto's disciple back then. Ye Zu's movement technique was very fierce. Xing Lan could see that Ye Zu would give in to him every time. After all, Xing Lan was a sniper at that time, so the two of them often sparred until their faces were swollen.
In addition, the 51 internal members of the base knew that Night Soldier and Little Witch had a good relationship. Little Witch, who valued perfection, only allowed Night Soldier to enter her room. Now that Little Witch had told him about Night Soldier, Xing Lan did not ask further even though he found it hard to believe.
"Actually, it's nothing. From the moment we entered the base, everyone was prepared to disappear. Now, it's a relief for him. I just don't know if he will go to heaven. Hehe, I don't think so. So many people died in his hands. He must be the one going to hell. I think I will go to hell too.”
The little demon smiled and pretended to be fine. Xing Lan did not interrupt. He could hear the endless sorrow behind the little demon's smile.
"She didn't undergo any training?”
Because he did not want to touch the pain in his heart, Xing Lan turned his gaze to the information about Jing Han that Xiao Yao had compiled. The information showed that Jing Han had not undergone any training. Although there were a few periods of time when she was not on the information, Xing Lan knew that those were all experiences in private companies, and the time was not too long.
"Yes, that's all I can do with the current equipment. There's also a record of her recent text messages.”
Little Yao explained. Xing Lan's gaze was fixed on the text messages. Because Xing Lan had seen that Jing Han's text messages required password verification, Xing Lan was also very curious about what she was doing. With just a glance at Xing Lan, he had a bitter smile. Her text messages were very messy. The different incoming and outgoing messages let Xing Lan know that Jing Han knew many members of the opposite sex. Moreover, there were many entanglements between them. She was very different from the Jing Han that Xing Lan usually knew.
"If you're still suspicious, I can monitor her phone and send you the contents of every call she makes.”
While Xing Lan was looking down at the information, Little Yao asked again.
"No need. I don't have a good impression of other people's privacy.”
Xing Lan smiled and threw the information on the table. Jing Han's text messages and information made Xing Lan feel that she usually hid it very well. Xing Lan didn't like scheming women. Xing Lan thought that if Ya Bin saw this information, he would definitely explode with anger.
"Can you tell me what kind of person she is?”
The little monster was also very curious as it looked at Xing Lan. This was because the little monster, who was familiar with Xing Lan, could not believe that there was anyone who could make Xing Lan so curious.
"He's always laughing and joking around, and he seems so innocent. But I still can't believe it…”
Xing Lan described Jing Han to Little Yao.
"She must have gone through a lot of hardships, that's why she's like this.”
The little demon thought for a moment.
"Then what kind of suffering must she have gone through to become like this? You have to know that she's only twenty-three years old, but she actually hid it so deeply?”
Xing Lan still had many doubts.
"You can use hypnosis on her.”
The little demon bit the straw and said indifferently.
"It's not like we're enemies. What if she doesn't have a strong hint and asks me after she wakes up?”
Xing Lan replied with a bitter smile.
Hypnosis was a compulsory course for entering the base. Xing Lan knew that the depth of the hypnotic state could be divided into: There were three types of hypnosis: shallow, moderate, and deep. Those who were in the shallow and moderate states could remember most or a small portion of their memories. As for those in the deep state, they could only listen to the instructions of the hypnotist and would not remember everything that happened during the hypnotized state. However, they were not specialized hypnotists after all, so Xing Lan did not dare to use the hypnotism technique recklessly. He knew that if the hypnotism was not done properly, the hypnotized person would have the possibility of going insane. Furthermore, Xing Lan and Jing Han were merely acquaintances who met by chance.
"I'm leaving tomorrow."
Returning to reality, Xing Lan directly stated his decision.
"Aren't you going to stay for two more days?"
The little demon's tone carried a hint of urging.
"No, I'm a snail now. I have to slowly climb higher.”
Xing Lan mocked himself.
"Hehe, snail, if you were a snail, you would also be a restless snail with ulterior motives.”
The little demon teased Xing Lan.
"Haha, thank you for the compliment."
Xing Lan appeared very happy.
The two of them chatted happily. On the second day, Xing Lan left after lunch. The few of them did not drink. Uncle Gui still had a smile on his face and did not mention the matter of the base again. He only told Xing Lan that he could look for him if there was anything. Xing Lan left a fixed number for the few of them. Xiao Yao insisted on sending him because Xiao Yao wanted to go to Beijing to play. Xing Lan did not refuse.
It was already eleven o'clock at night when they arrived in Beijing. Little Yao drove Xing Lan to the company's entrance. There were still many people on the street.
"I'm going in."
Xing Lan, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, said.
"Yes."
The little demon smiled at Xing Lan.
"The day after tomorrow. I'll go and play with you the day after tomorrow and take you around.”
After thinking for a while, Xing Lan suggested that they go out to play the day after tomorrow. As he had just returned, he had also taken a break, so he still had some things to do.
"Alright."
Little Yao did not object. She got out of the car and opened the door to take Xing Lan's luggage out.
"Go back. Be careful on the road. There are more cars in Beijing.”
Xing Lan put on his backpack and motioned for Little Yao to leave. Xing Lan did not want others to know about Little Yao, and Peng Liang, who was at the factory entrance, had been watching them.
"Mhm, see you the day after tomorrow."
Little Yao got into the car and started the car. He watched Little Yao leave the star screen and let out a breath of turbid air as he walked towards the factory.
"I thought I got the wrong person. Who is that little girl?”
Peng Liang, who was at the entrance of the factory, asked Little Yao when he recognized Xing Lan.
"It's nothing. I'm just a friend on the way. You're on duty today. Did they ask me?”
As Xing Lan spoke, he walked towards the reception room. He did not want to be entangled in this matter.
"They've all resigned. The director has asked a few times where their home is.”
Peng Liang was still asking.
"You guys haven't met my family. Where's Xuan Mo?”
Xing Lan sat down on the sofa with a glass of water in his hand.
"He's on the day shift."
Peng Liang replied.
"You stay here. I'll go up and take a shower.”
Xing Lan took the glass of water and luggage and went upstairs. The summer night in Beijing was a little stuffy, making Xing Lan feel sticky and uncomfortable. He wanted to take a shower first.
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