Dragon Clan: Restart your life

"... Qilan, who did you learn from to make people appetizing? I feel a dull pain in my heart now... Don't hang up, tell me what the surprise is before you hang up!"

Lu Mingfei looked at the hung up phone and sighed.

"What's wrong?" The little boy in a straight suit sat on the edge of the rooftop and looked back at him.

"Qilan said he prepared a gift for me and will give it to me when I get back this time." Lu Mingfei stuffed his cell phone into his trouser pocket and leaned against the railing on the edge of the rooftop.

"Did he say anything else?"

"Wish me victory, kill another Dragon King, and have a celebration banquet when I get back."

"Hey, it's different to have reliable friends. Not only do you have sincere and beautiful blessings beforehand, but there is also a celebration banquet afterwards." Lu Mingze tilted his head and said with a chuckle.

"Although Fen is a little bit silly, there was still a celebration party in my freshman year, even though it was just my scholarship." Lu Mingfei glanced sideways at him, "How are the preparations going?"

"It's almost there. The game copy has been developed and we're just waiting for the trial players to go online!"

"Oh, you are very motivated!"

"Serve my brother!"

"What was the other party's reaction?"

"It's very intense. After all, they didn't expect us to lift the table directly and expose this place. But I'm afraid they are not worried about other hybrids, but how far we have mastered it."

Lu Mingfei raised his head and looked at the gray sky. The clouds were extremely low, as if it would rain heavily at any time.

In his eyes, the sky was full of chaotic elements.

"It's really a mess." He sighed, "It's a coincidence or intentional to arrange for me to be in this city first?"

"I didn't arrange this. Is it a coincidence? Of course, I don't rule out that there are other people behind the scenes. After all, brother, you also said that there are gods who control the 'past' and let you restart your life. Even ours Power can only change the future and the present."

"That's it." Lu Mingfei said softly, "Actually, I got some inspiration a while ago, and I may have guessed the identity of that person."

Lu Mingze smiled and said, "Brother, does your inspiration refer to that mask?"

Lu Mingfei looked back at this guy and said helplessly: "You are really a roundworm in my stomach."

"I can't help it. I am the one who knows you best in the world." Lu Mingze said with a smile, "No matter how much you like Suzumiya Haruhi, you can't buy Nagato Yuki's mask and wear it on your face, right?"

Lu Mingfei smiled and turned to look downstairs. A familiar figure just got out of the taxi.

"Fen Dog is here, it's time for you to retreat, Ozawa."

"Concubine!" Lu Guifei stood up and suddenly remembered something before leaving, "By the way, it's better to be careful lately, I smell something bad."

Bad breath?

Lu Mingfei lowered his eyes. In fact, he also smelled something familiar in this city.

…

…

Fingel walked into the small building. Most of the offices he passed by had court seals on their doors. Only the office at the end of the first floor had its door open. There was a piece of white paper taped to the outside of the door. It was crooked. The bottom line reads "Office of the Bankruptcy and Liquidation Team of Media Asia Group".

He walked deeper. Behind the small building were rows of workshops. The rusty iron doors were open, and the silent machine tools inside were vaguely visible, also rusty.

Sheriff Henkel's information was just transferred to his mobile phone before he came in. He glanced at it casually and got a general understanding of the company.

This company was quite prosperous a few years ago. The boss from out of town made a grand statement that he would make this place the number one special metals base in Asia. He defrauded countless banks of loans. In the end, the boss fled with the money and his whereabouts are still missing. turn up.

Chu Zihang's father, Chu Tianjiao, drove for that boss.

Interestingly, not long after Chu Tianjiao disappeared, the boss of the company fled with the money.

If there weren't many places that could prove that the two people appeared in various entertainment venues at the same time, Fingel would have doubted whether all this was a drama directed and acted by Chu's father, opened a company, and then acted as his driver.

"Here, here, what are you running around for?" came Lu Mingfei's voice.

Fingel stood at the door of the workshop, turned around and saw a middle-aged man following Lu Mingfei.

He pulled Lu Mingfei over and whispered, "What's going on? The first stop is this dilapidated construction site. Shouldn't it be a luxurious hotel with a bunch of beauties and fine wine and food for me to enjoy?"

"I have everything in my dream." Lu Mingfei patted his chest and said, "Don't say that junior brother is unrighteous. Didn't you rent a youth hostel? For the sake of the home field, junior brother will reimburse you, and I will pay for it directly. You paid for ten days’ rent, are you being honest? Remember to treat me to a big dinner when you go to Germany!”

"Hey, that shabby place only costs 15 yuan a day. It's still RMB. Ten days only costs 150 yuan!"

"Nonsense, this is China. Instead of RMB, we use US dollars!"

"Is this the point?!"

"Um, what's your relationship?" The middle-aged man interrupted their conversation.

"Oh, this is my senior brother. We are both from the same school. This time we are here for a humanities inspection. Our school has conducted a ten-year long-term social survey. The Chu Tianjiao I mentioned to you before is the target of our investigation. pity……"

Lu Mingfei paused and sighed sadly.

The middle-aged man waved his hand and sighed: "I understand. If you have any questions, ask me. Lao Chu is a nice person. He often drank with me back then."

Lu Mingfei winked at Fingel, indicating that he would quickly cooperate with his performance.

Fingel gave a hidden thumbs up, indicating that junior brother, you are full of mobility and you will go straight to the topic.

"Mr. Chu Tianjiao used to drive, right?"

"Yes, I drove a Maybach for our boss, but unfortunately something happened later, the man was gone and the car was broken down."

"Can you tell me what kind of person he is?" Fingel said, and Lu Mingfei beside him took out his notebook very cooperatively.

"Lao Chu is a good man. He was married before, but unfortunately he divorced later. His wife is a very beautiful dancer and gave birth to a big fat boy for him."

The middle-aged man said regretfully, "This guy is a nice guy, but he's a bit... not seeking advancement, and he's also a bit family-oriented. That's what his wife said about him. I heard that his wife found him a job as a manager out of town through connections, but it turned out that This guy said he didn’t want to leave this city, and he refused to leave, and then he left. To be honest, as an outsider, I think their marriage is a pity. They are both very talented and good-looking people.”

Fingel kept nodding and said in a professional tone: "Can you tell me more specifically what kind of person this guy is? It's not his experience. In fact, we all know his experience."

The middle-aged man opened his mouth, but was stunned.

He and Chu Tianjiao are old colleagues. Logically speaking, there should be a lot to say, but when it comes to talking about it, he feels that the man is very unreal, or very empty.

This guy has no characteristics at all. He is a lackluster middle-aged man. He has no hobbies except drinking. He has nothing to say except bragging. He does not have any family except his ex-wife who is a dancer and his son who has someone else's surname.

Even the view that this guy "loves his family and does not strive for advancement" came from his wife.

This man used to be alive and kicking in front of him every day, but now that he thought about it, he was shocked to realize that he didn't understand this man at all.

"He's just... a home-loving, comfortable man, that's what he is." He finally had to say this, and after thinking about it for a long time, he added: "This guy likes braised large intestine... By the way, he always likes it when eating grilled chicken wings. Double the spiciness, it’s so spicy that I can’t even stand it...and...and..."

He spread his hands helplessly and said, "Maybe it's been a long time, and I forgot some details."

Fingel glanced at Lu Mingfei. This guy lowered his head and took notes seriously, but in fact he was just scribbling on the paper.

"Do you know where Mr. Chu lives?" Fingel asked.

"It's in the factory. It's been closed for a few years. It's probably covered in dust now. Do you want to take a look?"

"Is that okay? Sorry, some of our documents have been left with Mr. Chu and we need to take them back now." Fingel leaned forward with a smile.

"You're welcome, you're welcome. It's okay. I'll get a key."

The middle-aged man returned to the office, took the key, and led the way. Maybe he didn't know what to say. There was no dialogue along the way, just silence.

"It's right here."

They stopped in front of a basement door on the second underground floor.

The corridors on both sides were long and dark, with incandescent lights overhead flickering, the hum of air conditioning compressors echoing in the air, and old mechanical parts piled in the corners.

The middle-aged man sighed again and said: "This place was originally an air-conditioned machine room and a temporary warehouse. The day Lao Chu came to work, he said he had no house to live in, so the boss said that he would temporarily arrange a room in the basement for him to live in. I would like to take him to buy it. Bedding. I thought he would move out after staying for ten and a half days, but who would have thought that this guy would stay here for several years..."

"How many years have you lived there? Is Mr. Chu trying to save money? For his ex-wife and son." Fingel looked at the corridors on both sides and asked casually.

"It should be that this guy once mentioned that on the day of his son's wedding, the biological father must give out some gift money." The middle-aged man hesitated, "This guy often mentioned his son when chatting and bragging. He loves him very much. My son’s is..."

"that is?"

"Well, to tell you the truth, I think Lao Chu's life is quite miserable. After so many years, no one has come to ask him, and you are the first batch! His ex-wife and son have never been here. It seems that he has no such thing at all. It’s like a human being, it’s gone when it’s gone, it doesn’t matter whether it exists or not, it has no impact on other people, you said… what a failure!”

The middle-aged man shook his head and looked a little dazed, thinking of the guy who always talked about his ex-wife and son when bragging.

You said you boasted so much and thought about their mother and son every day, but they didn’t take you seriously at all and never asked...

Fingel was silent for a while and confirmed: "We are the first ones to ask? Haven't others been here?"

"No! It's just because you are the first batch that I brought you here. I was thinking that there are still people in this world who remember Lao Chu. It's a good thing! Although you are engaged in humanities investigation... but since it is an investigation, it must be Will it be written in a paper or something? Maybe someone else will see this guy in an academic newspaper or something."

The middle-aged man shook his head.

"To die without care and to live alone is far scarier than death itself."

Lu Mingfei, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said softly.

The middle-aged man was stunned and quickly agreed: "Yes, that's right! As expected of a college student! I was still with Lao Chu when he was alive, but you can't still care about me after he dies, right? Oh, no more. , it’s all sad. The key is left here. You can search inside for yourselves. There’s nothing useful anyway. I have to go back up there. Just bring the key up after you finish searching.”

He waved his hand and walked away in a dazed manner.

Only Fingel and Lu Mingfei were left in front of the door.

Fingel was a little distracted in a rare moment, and Lu Mingfei opened the door and walked in.

This was not the first time he had walked into this room. In the "game" of his previous life, he had come into contact with this man's deepest secret, which he had hidden so deeply that he had not revealed it to anyone.

But now, Lu Mingfei needs this secret to achieve two things.

The room was surprisingly clean, with a double bed, a bedside table, a desk and a chair, and a small refrigerator. This was all Chu Tianjiao's furniture.

There are some steel wires stretched out in the corner of the room, probably used to dry clothes, and there is still a jacket hanging on it.

There was nothing lying around on the floor, the bedding was neatly folded, and there were no instant noodle bowls thrown around. It really didn't look like a place where a man lived alone.

Is this the residence of the super dragon-slaying elite?

Compared with this room, the dormitories of a certain S-class and a certain G-class are like chicken coops.

"Holy shit, he's so clean. Chu Zihang has perfectly inherited this advantage from his father." Fingel muttered as he walked around the room.

Lu Mingfei laughed silently. The senior brother had indeed inherited Chu's father's advantages. His mother, who was a hero among women, did not like to take care of herself so much. Her life was always in a mess and she couldn't bear to be pampered.

Fingel came to the bedside table. There was a picture on it. Unsurprisingly, it was a family portrait.

The woman in the photo is bright and moving, at the time when a woman is most beautiful. Fingel has taken a photo of her at the airport before. The woman in her late forties is not much different from the woman in the photo. She is indeed a woman blessed by God.

The boy in the photo looks like four or five years old. He is so cute and cute. I would never have imagined that the frosty president of the Lionheart Society looked like this when he was a child.

The last man was wearing a white shirt and woolen trousers, with oily hair, and proudly hugged the woman's waist.

Is this Chu Tianjiao?

He is indeed a very handsome man.

Fingel silently looked at the three people in the photo, thinking that the pride on this guy's face was almost overflowing! The hand holding his wife was both firm and cautious.

Is this guy obsessed with acting, or is he sincerely in love with an ordinary person?

He has a deep connection with the vice-principal, and he probably knows a little bit about the vice-principal's affairs, such as the love-hate relationship between the vice-principal and his son, Director Manstein.

The old guy complained to him when he was drunk, saying that when he was young, he felt like a wolf walking in a world full of sheep. With his bloodline, he could conquer any woman, no matter how graceful or charming those women were. It's just a sheep he's enjoying. Will the wolf fall in love with the sheep on the table? Of course not, so he won't fall in love with any woman.

This is the perspective from which high-blooded hybrids view themselves and ordinary people.

To a certain extent, they feel that they are "gods" in front of humans.

And God...will he fall in love with humans?

Fingel looked at the face full of love in the photo and got the answer.

Living in such a dormitory, what is this man thinking about every day?

They knew very well that Chu Tianjiao was not an ordinary person, he was a powerful hybrid, just like the former vice principal. His bloodline advantage was enough to help him conquer any ordinary woman in the world, but he stayed here and never saw the light of day. In the basement of the day, a family photo of his ex-wife and son was placed on the bedside table until his death.

This doesn't fit his character.

He shouldn't just be like this.

Fingel suddenly thought of something and whispered: "Look for a secret door. The reason why this guy stayed here is definitely not to save money to pay a gift to Chu Zihang."

Yes!

Even if he doesn't care about the quality of life, he doesn't need to live here. There must be something here worthy of his nostalgia or protection.

"Hey!"

Fingel turned his head in confusion and found that his junior brother had directly removed the mattress, revealing the secret door underneath.

The secret door was welded with iron sheets and an iron frame, and a heavy padlock was added.

"Damn!" Fingel cursed secretly, "This guy really knows how to play!"

Immediately he frowned and said, "This lock is difficult to solve, and we don't have anything in our hands."

"Keng!"

Lu Mingfei pulled out a gleaming sword from the tennis bag he had been carrying behind him and handed it to Fingel.

Fingel was dumbfounded and said: "You are so damn little Jingdang Cat! Where did you get the sword?"

"I brought it from the academy. I made it with my senior brother before. Stop talking nonsense and split it quickly. Let's go down and find out."

Fingel weighed the shuriken and found that the weight was just right, but he didn't know how sharp it was.

He straightened his posture, raised the sword above his head with both hands, and slashed straight down with the sword without any hindrance. It was indeed a good sword that can cut iron as well as clay.

Under the secret door was a steel pipe. Fingel returned the sword to Lu Mingfei and volunteered to slide down the steel pipe.

He felt like he had entered a large space, but it was dark and without light.

"Brother, pick it up!"

Hearing Lu Mingfei's voice, Fingel subconsciously raised his hand and grabbed a flashlight.

Is this guy... prepared?

The light of the flashlight illuminated the secret space underground, or three levels underground.

It is indeed a spacious room, much larger than the one above...

Lu Mingfei also slid down from above and turned on another flashlight.

The light illuminated every corner of the space one by one. As every place came into view, Fingel sighed slightly.

This guy is indeed what he thought. The colors in his heart are far more colorful than those of countless people, but he has never shown any of this to anyone, not even his wife and children.

Of course, the middle-aged man in front could not tell his true opinion of Chu Tianjiao, because Chu Tianjiao did not show his true self to outsiders at all!

He was so good at disguising that he hid it from everyone, maybe even himself, that he really fell in love with an ordinary person...

There is also a disassembled Beretta pistol on the workbench next to it. The bullet on the side is hand-carved with Shiyu flowers. It will explode immediately when it is shot into the enemy's body. The small machine that carves the bullet is next to it.

He is indeed a complete thug.

Fingel breathed out. They found the last trace of Chu Tianjiao left in the world, ahead of everyone, even Chu Zihang.

He began to suspect that his junior brother had already come down, so he was prepared for this journey, but he didn't think about how to show it to Chu Zihang, so he took it upon himself to discuss it.

"Senior brother."

In this dark underground space, Lu Mingfei's voice sounded faintly, and Fingel was startled because he could hear something wrong in his junior brother's tone.

“The most terrifying thing in this world is to die without care and to live alone.”

"Having lost your lover, you should know this better than anyone else, right?"

Indescribable panic spread from the bottom of my heart!