Tomb Raiders Notes: If Innocence Had a Brother

Zhang Qiling drove the car to Wu Xie's residence and left. Wu Xie packed up the previous room for me.

"Don't let the silent fun disappear this time." Wu Xie looked into my eyes and said seriously. I looked around the room feeling a little guilty.

"Oh." Wu Xie sighed, got up and looked for toiletries for me. When everything was ready, he said good night and left.

Looking at the closed door, I let out a long sigh of relief, every day.

Half an hour later, when I was busy and sweating profusely, there was a knock on the door. "Xiaokang, I brought you a new pillow."

As he said this, Wu Xie pushed open the door and saw me sitting by the bed wrapped in a blanket.

"What are you doing?" Wu Xie was shocked by my appearance.

"It's just a little cold, haha." I said awkwardly.

Wu Xie was a little suspicious and placed the heart pillow next to my bed. "The original pillow has not been dried and smells bad. You use this one."

"Oh, okay."

"What's wrong with you?" Wu Xie asked.

"Ah...it's nothing. I'm too tired. Yes, I'm too tired."

After hearing this, Wu Xie pulled up a chair and sat across from me, "Xiaokang, I am your brother, your biological brother. You can tell me anything you need, you know?"

This time it was my turn to be silent. Did he want me to point at the prosthesis and say I couldn't get it off?

The entire arm was gone, just a flat incision. I don't care. After all, it's not a big deal at the headquarters. My hand was blown to pieces last time and I didn't recover all at once. But for Wu Xie, this will leave a psychological shadow on the child.

"Brother, I'm really fine." After my repeated assurances, Wu Xie left the room.

I had an extremely restless sleep that night. Basically, I would wake up every now and then with numbness on half of my body due to the prosthetic leg and soreness in my chest muscles, and I would adjust my position before going back to sleep.

Before dawn the next day, Zhang Qiling and Wu Xie had already rushed to the entrance of yesterday's hall. You ask me, I haven't woken up yet. (Smile)

"The video is here. People seem to disappear out of thin air." The guy who spoke couldn't stop shaking all over. After all, from a physical perspective, it was almost like seeing a ghost.

Wu Xie had suspected that the video had been tampered with, so he contacted professionals to analyze it as soon as possible, but the results would not be available in a short time.

A group of gentlemen gathered in front of the screen, and the more they looked at it, the more their scalps became numb. One second the person was still nesting on the ground, and then he suddenly disappeared.

The waiter who stayed last night couldn't stop breaking out in a cold sweat. He was frightened and frightened. Putting aside the things that deviated from materialism, just the fact that he had lost his sight of someone for the first time with his eyes down. Enough for a pot.

When Wang Meng said this, she was helping me unfasten the prosthetic limb, "So the mistress asked me to come over and see you."

When I woke up early in the morning, my whole body was numb, and thinking about it would kill me. Wang Meng knocked on the door for a long time but no one came to open it. She was very nervous, but for the sake of her own job, she still had the courage to open the door with the spare key.

"Why don't you stop wearing this thing?" In just one night, the fracture was covered in bruises, which looked scary.

I thought about it briefly and asked Wang Meng to get me a long coat.

When Wu Xie rushed back after receiving the call, Wang Meng was left standing at the door with a long coat on her arm.

"My name is Drum Washing Machine, and I am a mysterious time traveler. But one day I was given poison by a mysterious organization. My body shrank but my mind remained the same. I was..."

"Shut up!" Fatty roared, "You fucking think you are Conan!"

"Uncle Fatty, don't be mean to others, I'm so scared." I pouted my lips to show my dissatisfaction.

Looking at the bastard in front of him, the fat man could put his hand on the piano and play a world-famous song: Flight of the Bumblebee.

On a sunny morning, profiteer Wang Yueban began to work hard. He came to the shop early and gently wiped the porcelain on the shelves. If nothing else, they were all fake.

Don't ask why a boss ends up selling goods on his own. It starts with him selling another shop.

Being cash-strapped, he naturally sent the store clerk to the new store.

"Hello, are you uncle Wang Yueban?"

As soon as the fat man turned around, he saw a little bean, who could not be more than one meter tall, standing at the door and asked crisply.

"Whose child are you? Where are your adults?" The fat man looked at the child and didn't recognize him. When he saw him turning around, his eyes lit up and he kept grinning.

Then comes the opening scene.

"Tell me the truth, where are your adults?" The fat man stood at the door and glanced around, looking at everyone who looked like a "suspect". He pulled his head back and said, "Good boy, you can't lie, otherwise the police will come to arrest you."

"Well, in fact, there is no mysterious organization at all. It was because of the time regress caused by the system failure that I became smaller." I sighed and sat on the chair with difficulty.

"You kid, you must have watched too many cartoons." The fat man frowned and thought to himself, could it be the fault of Liu Lisun's weakling? Or is he the grandson in the antique circle who despises his good deeds and makes him bad?

Don't blame him for overthinking, it's not easy to make money now. The fat man also relies on the support of his ancestors and the connection with the Nine Gates, and steps on the shoulders of his peers to live happily.

"Follow uncle." The fat man patted his forehead and said.

"What are you going to do?" I asked.

"Go to the police station. Didn't your parents teach you to go to the police if you have any difficulties?" The fat man got impatient with the wait. Taking advantage of his size, he picked me up and walked out.

"I'm not going to the police station." I said looking into Fatty's eyes. It was really uncomfortable to know that I had been looking up to Fatty just now.

I miss my 1.2 meter long legs.

"You can't go, your parents should be worried." The fat man strode out quickly.

"When you go to the police station, I will tell you that you are a human trafficker." The fat man laughed angrily at me.

"Then you have to be careful about your butt blossoming," the fat man said.

"Not only are you abducting children, you are also suspected of intimidation."

"Believe it or not, labor and management are going to beat you up right now." The fat man put me on the ground, trying to use his height to create a huge sense of oppression.

"You have caused harm to my young mind, and you have to bear my mental damages."

Really unable to hit or scold, the fat man felt helpless: "Ancestor, you have to tell me who your parents are."

"My name is Drum Washer..." Before I could finish my words, the fat man took me by the hand and walked out.

"We'd better go to the police station. The fat man won't do business today, so he'll be stuck with you."

The fat man dragged me forward on the street with great strides, ignoring the looks of the people around me. "Hey, hey, fat uncle, fat brother, fat master, let go!"

"I am... I am Wu Kang's son! I am Wu Kang's son." He called himself dad, at least he was not taken advantage of by others.

When the fat man heard this, he stopped and couldn't help but carefully examine the appearance of the person in front of him. Don't tell me, at first glance, they are quite similar.

The fat man had no choice but to drag me back to the shop.

"How old are you this year?" The fat man looked me up and down and asked.

Through the reflection of the shop window, I guess it goes back to when I was about five or six years old. "He's six years old this year."

"You said you are Wu Kang's son, but what about your father? Who sent you to Beijing?" Fatty still didn't believe it. A six-year-old son suddenly appeared in a man who had disappeared for four years.

"He had something to do, so he left me at the corner of the street and told me to find the fattest... most handsome boss on the street, and then left."

"This is wrong. Why didn't your father send you to his old house in Changsha, or go to Hangzhou to look for you, but instead sent you to me?" the fat man asked.

"Ask my dad, I'm just a kid who doesn't understand anything." I blinked my big innocent eyes.

Near noon, the fat man closed the door and even took a call.

"Uncle Fatty, where are we going?" I looked out the window at the familiar streets and couldn't help but sigh, how limited the city has become over the years.

When we got to the place, hey, after all these years, we were still on the wrong road.

"I said Fatty, what do you mean by sending me here?" The Black Blind Man asked... That's right, why did the Fatty send me to the damn Black Blind Man!

"What you are saying is that Mr. Jie and Wu Xie grew up wearing a pair of trousers. They went up and down, and they were related to each other. In the past, they were called Zhenger Bajing's relatives. This little bastard, after all, is also called Mr. Xie called me uncle, why can't I send you here!" The fat man was determined to get rid of the burden today.

The blind man's mouth twitched after hearing this, "Then you send it to Wu Xie, or simply send it to Changsha. What are you doing here?"

"It's not like you don't know that boy Wu Kang disappeared a few days ago." Fatty just learned about Wu Kang and the fake Wu Xie from Wu Xie a few days ago.

"He came back recently." Wu Xie's voice on the phone was a little deep.

The fat man hung up the phone and fumbled for a long time before finding a pack of cigarettes from under the counter. He sat back and smoked one cigarette after another. When he met the customers who came to the door, he just waved his hands and finally closed the shop.

The fat man was silent. "This man has been ups and downs all the time and is prone to trouble. What if that kid Wu Kang suddenly appears and takes the kid away... I'm afraid Wu Xie won't be able to bear it."

Finally, the fat man patted his butt and left, leaving me and the blind man staring at each other.

"I said, little brat, what's your name?" the black blind man said in a long voice.

I raised a smile and replied: "My name is a drum washing machine, and I am a mysterious time traveler. But one day I was given poison by a mysterious organization. My body shrank but my mind remained the same. I was..."