2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

"Lele said, said...'Dad, why is everyone turning red?'"

After saying this with difficulty, Liu Yuhang swallowed and subconsciously glanced at his wife beside him.

Wu Zihan, who was pale, held Lele tightly in his arms and pressed his little head on his chest with one hand, as if as long as his son couldn't see anything and shut his mouth, the words he just said would be enough. It's childish talk.

If a photographer takes a photo facing here across the road and posts it on his or her social media account, everyone who sees the photo will immediately pay attention to the inconspicuous family of three in the corner of the picture.

The streets are bustling with pedestrians. A few couples are holding hands and chatting and laughing. An old man in an electric wheelchair is walking slowly with a birdcage hanging on the armrest. Fashionable men and women with colorful eyes are easily avoiding the Internet while surfing the Internet. Open a roadside trash can...

The couple clearly didn't do anything, they were just standing, with the man talking on the phone and the woman holding the child, but they showed a clear sense of separation from everything around them.

It seemed like they shouldn't have appeared here, on the busy streets. The kind of despair and sadness revealed from the bones only appear harmonious in the war-torn ruins or in front of a hospital bed covered with white cloth.

Liu Yuhang didn't say anything after saying that. He just held up his phone and nodded "hmm" from time to time.

After about two minutes, his hand finally dropped.

"Commissioner Yan... what did he say?" Wu Zihan asked nervously, while reaching out and stroking his son's back over and over again, not knowing who he was comforting.

Liu Yuhang turned to look at his wife and forced a smile: "He said let us wait here. Someone from the Special Branch will be here soon."

"Is that it?" Wu Zihan did not feel at all reassured by this answer, and still felt inexplicably stiff and numb everywhere in his body.

Then she remembered something and asked quickly: "Is it... is Lele's ability no longer hidden?"

"It's been like this, why are you still thinking about this?" Liu Yuhang's tone was a bit harsh, but he quickly reacted and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

Wu Zihan pursed her lips: "You... give me a hug for a while."

All networked electronic devices enter an emergency state and only display a route map. Citizens need to put down everything they are doing and follow the routes designated above to go to the nearest evacuation facility as soon as possible.

The couple looked at each other, and then Liu Yuhang tightened his expression and said in a deep voice: "That's it, my son Lele has..."

Now that they know that the deputy director of the General Bureau of Special Branch and Yan Muyun have such a blood relationship, the couple's overall perception of the Bureau has also improved.

Liu Yuhang lost his scruples, briefly summarized his son Lele's abilities in a few words, and highlighted what just happened.

"Level one...alert state?" Liu Yuhang was shocked and gesticulated hurriedly: "We just returned to Menxia City, and Lele only saw a large red field on that street..."

Level 1 alert, the city’s highest state of emergency.

The car door opened automatically, and sitting inside was a middle-aged man wearing a gray robe, rimless glasses, black and white mottled hair slicked back, and a thin cheek.

After a moment, he tilted his head and whispered to his wife: "Commissioner Yan just said...that the deputy director of the General Bureau of Special Branch is his uncle."

"King-level alien species? How come there are king-level alien species in the city?" Liu Yuhang was dumbfounded.

All companies, factories and hospitals have been suspended, schools have been suspended, entertainment and public places have been closed, and all public sector employees on leave have returned to work and are operating at maximum capacity.

Liu Yuhang and Wu Zihan had obviously disappointed looks on their faces, but think about it, how could the dignified deputy director of the General Administration come in person?

"Yan Muyun's uncle?" The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and shook his head gently: "No, he has something to do temporarily and is not in the bureau."

At least now Wu Zihan feels inexplicably more supported by the backstage, and is no longer so worried about what kind of situation his son will face after this incident.

Zhou Xingxian's expression was very serious throughout, and at the end he asked: "Can you guarantee that everything you just said is true?"

Liu Yuhang reacted and said with some hesitation: "These words are not suitable to be said in front of children."

In such an urgent situation, the other party even expressed doubts. Liu Yuhang seemed to have forgotten the identity of the man opposite him at this moment, and there was more emotion in his words.

"It should be." Liu Yuhang nodded slightly, and then continued: "Commissioner Yan told us this, he definitely hopes that we can rest assured, trust and fully cooperate with the Special Branch."

"We must cooperate well." Wu Zihan nodded.

Both of them came to the front row, and a gray metal isolation layer was lowered on the roof of the car, completely separating the front and rear.

Wu Zihan stretched out his hand to cover his mouth: "Yan Long's father?"

Just as he opened his mouth, he was suddenly hit on the arm by Wu Zihan next to him.

"Please get in the car first." The man's voice was calm and gentle.

"It's not just this." Zhou Xingxian shook his head gently: "Five minutes ago, a hidden secret of king-level alien species was discovered in the north of Haicang District. The deputy director went to deal with it there."

However, the next sentence from the middle-aged man opposite him was: "My name is Zhou Xingxian, director of the General Bureau of Special Branch. Time is running out now, so let's get straight to the point."

He paused and continued: "Based on the current situation, Menxia City is likely to face a great chaos. It is only in the preparation stage now. Only after the specific situation is confirmed will we decide whether to actually enter. Level 1 alert."

Liu Yuhang silently took his son into his arms, and subconsciously pressed his head gently on his neck.

Liu Yuhang subconsciously licked his dry lips and said: "There is no guarantee. Because the red light on the body means that someone is about to kill someone, or is about to be killed. So I am not sure whether the people on that street are about to die, or are about to become murderer."

Two minutes later, accompanied by an electronic siren, a black floating car landed from the sky in front of the two of them.

"Okay." Zhou Xingxian's eyes were as calm as a deep forest lake.

The two of them called Yan Muyun as soon as they encountered something, instead of calling the special bureau or calling the police, because they trusted his character and ability.

Zhou Xingxian pushed up his glasses and frowned: "It's hard to explain the current situation to you, and the information held by the Special Branch is also very limited. We actually discovered several suspicious secret strongholds a few months ago. It is simply a black organization producing and selling drugs or other illegal transactions. I originally thought of monitoring it for a period of time and waiting for an opportunity to close the network, but now it seems that we have obviously underestimated the conspiracy behind these things..."

As an associate subject teacher, she actually doesn’t know much about each student’s family background.

The couple got into the car with their children and luggage. After sitting down, Liu Yuhang asked a little cautiously: "Are you Yan Muyun's uncle, Yan Yiming?"

He drew two strokes in the air with his fingers, a subtle blue light flashed on the lenses of his glasses, and his voice was calm: "Inform all departments to be prepared. All districts in Menxia City will enter a level one alert state at any time."

"Let's go to the front." Zhou Xingxian didn't hesitate, and after saying a word, he bent over and walked towards the front row of the floating vehicle.