monster detection team

The water mist lingered in front of the sink, and the continuous sound of running water sounded from the faucet, splashing a burst of coolness.Yi Ange supported the pool wall and raised his head, looked at himself in the hazy mirror, and narrowed his eyes.

He reached out to wipe the mirror, wiped out a small circle, saw his current appearance clearly, then bent down again, and slapped the cold water on his face.

The cold water stimulated his skin and made his mind clearer.He looked down at the water slipping through his fingers, feeling a little dazed.

His head was full of what Jing Rong said just now.Every word, every sentence seems to have life, lingering in his body, lingering.

This is redemption.

Yi Ange never thought that Jing Rong would have such a vulnerable side.Jing Rong is calm, powerful, and holds the lifeblood of the entire base, but in private, when he is with him, he will say the word "redemption".

Just four words contain the bitterness accumulated over the years.Before this, Jing Rong should have never told anyone that he buried everything in his heart, and perhaps he had already made up his mind to hide it for a lifetime.

Yi Ange didn't know what mood he was in right now.He felt a little sad, but more of an anger.Jing Rong is such a good person, although he is a little too cold, but he is good after all.He has no reason to pay for mistakes he didn't commit.

But this is Jingrong's own choice.Jing Rong had already embarked on this path before they knew each other, and there was no room for recovery.So while Yi Ange was angry, he also felt sad about his powerlessness.

What can he do for Jing Rong?

Yi Ange has been thinking about this question.Jing Rong just described the actual situation and didn't ask him to do anything, but because of this, Yi Ange felt that he had to take the initiative.If even he retreated, there would really be no one around Jing Rong who could understand him.

He knew he might be overthinking it, but he couldn't help it.There is always a voice echoing in his head, thinking, what if Jing Rong really needs him?Even if it's not the kind of special dependence, it's just a kind of comfort, a kind of venting, he is still willing to give up some of his persistence for Jing Rong.It has nothing to do with whether Jing Rong is his boss or not, it's all about his feelings towards Jing Rong.

He is willing to do anything for Jing Rong.

Yi Ange looked at the fog gradually gathering on the mirror, and came up with such an answer.

After more than ten minutes, he walked out of the bathroom, wearing pajamas, while wiping his hair with a towel on his shoulders.Jing Rong was still sitting on the sofa, looking through the materials left by Feng Rui.

More than half of the materials are written materials, and Yi Ange didn't have time to read them all carefully. There are also a few photos attached at the back, which are [-]D simulation drawings, roughly depicting the appearance of the bird.

The bird is named "Caesar", and it is an excellent breed obtained after several generations of breeding in the Olympus laboratory.The report stated that their purpose of breeding this bird was to study the specific expression of a specific mutated gene in an individual, and this kind of mysterious thing Yi Ange just took a look at it.After seeing the man-faced spider, he would not be surprised by the results of any experiments. In comparison, this Caesar was much gentler, at least not harmful to other creatures.

The only problem is, the bird never made it out of the lab.It grows in a sterile room, and going outside is the same as falling into a pile of viruses for it.Yi Ange is not sure if he can find it, even if he can find it, it is difficult to guarantee that it will still be alive at that time.

But this is not something he and Jing Rong need to worry about, Feng Rui will naturally deal with it.

Jing Rong has returned to his usual appearance.Looking at him from a distance, Yi Ange felt that the atmosphere in the living room was terribly calm, as if the emotions he had shown before had never existed at all.This feeling brought him an inexplicable panic, as if the person in front of him would disappear or change his appearance at any time, but they couldn't find any trace of the change at all.

Yi Ange stood at the door of the living room and watched him for a long time, until Jing Rong raised his head and asked him, "Why?"

Yi Ange smiled and said, "It's okay."

Jing Rong didn't say anything, just took out a page from the materials in his hand and handed it to him.

A sentence was marked above, saying that the birds of Caesar's ancestors were caught from the woods. At that time, the birds were completely wild and liked to build nests in high places.In follow-up research, it was also found that all the bred birds had a special affection for tall rods.They prefer to spend hours clumsily building nests and sleeping on coat racks to ready-made nests in the lab.

"You think Caesar will fly into the forest?"

"It's not impossible." Jing Rong said, "If it stays in the city, it probably won't last long."

Yi Ange nodded and said thoughtfully, "There are many botanical gardens in this city, but none of them can be called a forest. The zoo is on the outskirts of the city, and there is a considerable area of ​​vegetation there, but people always set foot on it. If you go further out, you will go out of the city. In the city There are some mountains outside, all of which are relatively primitive forests."

It's not that they can't try their luck, but one of the problems they face now is, where should they start looking?

The area of ​​the forest is much larger than that of the park. Without a clear goal, they wander around like headless chickens and get no results at all.

It seems that now we can only place our hopes on the news from Jing Rong's grandfather, but after hearing about the past, Yi Ange couldn't look directly at that amiable old man.The next time we meet, he doesn't have the confidence to act as if nothing happened. He is not good at dealing with the old man's character, and he will probably see through it soon.

Perhaps the thoughts in his heart were accidentally expressed on his face, Jing Rong looked at him with a complicated expression.

"Maybe I shouldn't have taken you to see him."

Jing Rong's voice was very deep, with a hint of helplessness, "But, you must know in advance. That kind of person... I'm not sure if he will come to trouble you."

Yi Ange patted him, "It's okay, I understand."

"You don't want to meet him in private. If he contacts you, he must tell me in advance." Jing Rong said seriously, "I will arrange someone to follow you. You must not go to see him alone."

"Don't worry, I have a measure."

Yi Ange smiled wryly and took off the wet towel from his shoulders, and finally rubbed his hair.The freshly washed body gave off a light fragrance. Jing Rong looked at him without looking away for a long time.

Although Jing Rong had told her this and that before, when the accident happened, Yi Ange realized that he had no choice at all.

Recently, there have been a lot of jobs in the base. After all, Feng Rui's matter is considered a private matter and does not follow the standard procedures, so it is Yi Ange's own private matter.The others went to deal with another case, Jing Rong couldn't get away, so he went to the base to work today, leaving Yi Ange alone to wander around looking for clues.

Yi Ange was standing on the side of the street looking at the street trees in a daze, thinking how to catch a bird. At this time, a black SUV stopped beside him, and four strong men got off from it, all wearing the same style of suits. He said to him respectfully, "Mr. Jing invites you to go."

He didn't know many people with the surname "Jing", except Jing Rong, who was Jing Rong's father, Jing Xueyi.

This was beyond Yi Ange's expectations.In my impression, he and Jing Xueyi had nothing to do with each other, except for looking for him once during the crack incident.Jing Rong was also there that time, and Jing Xueyi said something related to 30 years ago, but he didn't tell the whole story.He concealed some things very deliberately, and Yi Ange didn't bother to pursue it after the matter came to an end.He thought it would be good for everyone to agree that it was an untouchable minefield, but he never expected that Jing Xueyi would suddenly invite him over.

Still use this old-fashioned underworld style.

Stared at by four burly men, Yi Ange could only nod, but did not dare to take out his phone to notify Jing Rong.

The car drove all the way away from the main road. If he hadn't been to Jing Xueyi's place, Yi Ange almost thought that he would be buried in a remote place.After nearly an hour, finally seeing the familiar house, Yi Ange was secretly relieved.

He had one hand in his pocket, holding the phone.He was looking for an opportunity, as long as he made a phone call, he would have the opportunity to let Jing Rong know his current situation.

In a blink of an eye, it suddenly occurred to him that Jing Rong's cell phone was broken.I haven't bought a new one because I'm busy.

This is a bit passive, he can call other people in the group, but only Jing Rong's phone has been set as a speed dial by him, and everyone else needs to look through the address book.The big man was always by his side, and Yi Ange couldn't find a chance to watch the screen at all.

Nervous and apprehensive, he came to the living room of Father Jing's house again.As soon as he looked up, a pair of cameras were staring at him coldly, making Yi Ange instantly dismiss the idea of ​​peeking at his phone.

Everyone withdrew, leaving only the old butler with a very weak sense of presence.The tea was still served, and smelling the fragrance, Yi Ange felt that the smell was much more pungent than the smell around Jing Rong.Carved tables and chairs, crystal chandeliers, the decoration here is not magnificent, but it shows the style of aristocrats to a great extent.Everything here is completely different from Jing Rong's temperament. The last time Jing Rong was here, he showed a great sense of disobedience.

In comparison, Yi Ange still prefers Jing Rong's family which has nothing.It was clean and tidy, with the unique spirit of the owner of the house, and everything seemed so orderly.

It was only the second time here, and Yi Ange was already disgusted by the atmosphere here.Just as I was thinking wildly, someone came in from outside the living room.

It was Jing Xueyi, but this time his appearance was completely different from the last time. He was wearing a very formal suit, his long hair was tied back in black, and there was not a single gray hair. Like an old man in his 60s.

Yi Ange knew that at this time, he shouldn't lament the superiority of the gene of the supernatural being.He stared at Jing Xueyi, ignoring the other party's polite offer of his seat, and just asked, "Excuse me, can I help you?"

Jing Xueyi seemed to have guessed why his attitude changed, so he didn't ask carefully, but sat opposite Yi Ange and looked at him indifferently, "Meet you again, Mr. Yi."

Yi Ange frowned, wondering what kind of medicine this man was selling in his gourd.

Jing Xueyi crossed his hands on the table and looked at him, "You have a good relationship with Jing Rong?"

Hesitating, Yi Ange nodded, and tightened his hand holding the phone in his pocket.

Jing Xueyi smiled, but the smile was fleeting, and then he said, "That's right. I have something to ask you."

"I don't know." Yi Ange said quickly.

Jing Xueyi snorted, "Why, you don't know what I haven't said yet?"

Yi Ange stared fixedly at his pair of eyes that were very similar to Jing Rong, gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know anything about Jing Rong."

He turned around to leave, but the big man outside the door immediately turned around and blocked the door.

Jing Xueyi said slowly behind him, "But what I learned doesn't seem to be the case. You lived in his house, and he never brought anyone back. You are the first one."

Even if he said so, Yi Ange couldn't show happiness at all on this occasion.He turned around slowly, his livid face was the complete opposite of Jing Xueyi's leisurely.

"Sit." Jing Xueyi said lightly, even though the tone was not strong, but the momentum could not be refuted.

Yi Ange knew that he couldn't run anymore, so he walked back at the slowest speed and sat down.

Jing Xueyi had been waiting for him, and when he finally sat down, he said, "I really want to ask you about Jing Rong."

"What do you want to know?" Yi Ange stared at him.

Jing Xueyi closed his eyes, his expression became softer, but his tone showed no room for concession.

"Everything," he said.