Mountains and seas have a home

At the press conference, Ji Yao left the venue after answering a few questions. Constantine was about to speak on stage. Ji Yao walked through the corridor and left the venue. The reporters behind were still chasing after him.Wei Shanhua waited outside the glass door, handing over the folder in his hand, and Ji Yao walked into the glass elevator with him.

"Is everyone here?" Ji Yao flipped through the papers, rattled, and the elevator descended quickly, "The executives in China are going to appear on stage, and the whole world is staring at us to watch the live broadcast, everyone must be there !"

Shanhua pressed the wireless headset to finish talking with other people, then turned her head and said to Ji Yao: "The personnel list is in your hands, and they are preparing below. Some people have not arrived yet, and they may have to wait for another two to three minutes."

"What's so busy? Do you want us to wait for him for two or three minutes?" Ji Yao frowned, slightly annoyed and dissatisfied. Shanhua knew his temper, and he hated other people's meddling.

The elevator descended rapidly, and the building structure of the underground base passed by like running water. Ji Yao saw the lonely lights, and researchers in white coats came and went in the messy corridors.He looked at his watch, time was running out, he took out his phone to send a message to Fu Zhong.

—I'm going up to meet the reporter soon, where are you?Have you received the message?Please reply.

After a long time, no one answered, Ji Yao stood next to Shanhua with her cell phone in her hand, Shanhua hummed softly the running water tune, Russian classical folk songs, and even the apricot blossom song from Jiangnan, China.

Fu Zhong ran in the alloy corridor, the gates were opened one by one, the camera on the top made a rattling sound, his windbreaker fluttered, and there was a buzzing sound, and the sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the whole space, as if he was fleeing from something scary stuff.

"Turn right 100 meters ahead and enter the third passage." Lin Cheng moved closer to the computer and commanded Fu Zhong to evacuate. There was a loud noise from the heavy metal door falling in the corridor, and a laser net was galloping along the route that Fu Zhong ran past.

This is a high-energy laser beam, which is used in industry to cut lathe tools and metal parts. Now it forms a net. If it passes through the flesh and blood of a living person, the whole person will be cut into pieces like metal parts.

There is another door ahead with a red light on the top right now, and the two black iron doors are slowly closing. Behind the door is the dark elevator hall, with star-studded red light shooting from the lintel, and there are even hanging Titian and Rembrandt paintings.

Lin Cheng smashed the empty wine bottle and threw it aside. Flicking his fingers quickly, a large number of anti-protection program inputs invaded the central processing unit of Molos, causing interference to it.He bought a few seconds to slow down the speed of the laser network, the metal door stopped closing, and the red light on the top disappeared instantly.

"I held it for ten seconds." Lin Cheng said to Fu Zhong in the headset, "Hurry up, hurry up, I can't stop Moros for a long time, 7...6... ..5..."

Fu Zhong pressed the door switch, and the code disk lit up. Just as he took out the black card to swipe, he stopped his hand suddenly. He heard a "woo hoo" sound from behind, which was the strange sound of the laser network approaching.He bit the black card in his mouth, unloaded the Beretta's magazine, pulled out a white card from the compartment, inserted/inserted it into the groove, and with a ding sound, the metal door opened to both sides, and the metal door that had fallen outside Fences and protective nets were also raised one by one.

"3...2...1..." Lin Cheng counted his last finger closed, white light exploded on the computer screen, and all the programs crashed, like a majestic building. The tall tower collapsed in an instant and turned into ashes.

In the last 30 seconds, the computer's protection system was being broken by Moros. When the last fortress collapsed, his address would be completely exposed.Lin Cheng kicked open the wine bottle, knocked down the surrounding waste steel, and smashed all the computer screens.

Ripped off the top of a can of motor oil, knocked it over with a clang, and dumped the half-filled barrel of oil on top of the crumbled remains of the computer and rusted steel.He looked up and saw a can of acrylonitrile in the corner, which was a high-explosive and flammable material. He was about to take it with him, but suddenly stopped. Acrylonitrile is a highly toxic substance—Lin Cheng still has a conscience.

The explosive/powder was buried under the broken copper and rotten iron. At this time, 15 seconds had passed. Lin Cheng picked up the wine bottle that was lying on the side, ignited the engine oil all over the floor, and leaned on the broken old window to turn out. Left the warehouse along the barren grass.Ten seconds later, the flame ignited the explosives, and the violent explosion toppled the roof of the warehouse. Steel plates weighing dozens of kilograms were blasted into the sky, and fell down like fireworks.The explosion spread to the surrounding buildings, and the glass of the old factory building was shaken and fell down.

This area is an old heavy industrial area, the weeds grow as tall as a person, and the branches of creepers have wrapped up the old buildings. It is desolate and has become a no-man's land in the city.The dry vines are covered with white snow, and wild plum blossoms bloom quietly in the corner.Lin Cheng heard the sound of an explosion from behind, and looked back, seeing a fierce flame flashing behind the building.

He pressed the wireless headset and told Fu Zhong: "I erased all the online and offline traces, brother, you don't need to thank me, I guess there is still a little trouble here. Be careful, I can't guarantee that Moros will not find it at all my position."

Before the laser net resumed its original speed, Fu Zhong used a white card to lock the door behind him at the critical moment. The laser net hit the metal door and disappeared after a while.

"Thank you, Sixth Brother." Fu Zhong buckled Beretta back to his belt, and pressed the switch of the elevator. The screen showed that the elevator was ascending, and it took a while to get down.

Fu Zhong knew who was sitting in the ascending elevator.

"Take/person/money/wealth to replace/eliminate/disaster for/person/disaster, a little matter, we two brothers, it should be." Lin Cheng's voice was weak, weaker than winter snow, "Hang up, so as not to be caught tracked down."

Lin Cheng took a big gulp of wine, the strong liquor fell from his throat, his burning stomach seemed to be on fire, and his body wrapped in lamb fur gradually warmed up.He tore off the earphones and threw them on the ground, and stepped on them, and the thin dirty snow on the ground was turned into mud by him.

Passing a tree of plum blossoms, Lin Cheng smelled the clear fragrance of plum blossoms in the aroma of wine, which was more refreshing than spirits.He suddenly got a little interested, stood under the tree and smelled the fragrance of plum blossoms, squinted his eyes, and caught a glimpse of an orange light not far away, and the fire was still going on.

After drinking the last drop of wine, the bottle was empty. Lin Cheng felt that the wild plum blossoms were very beautiful, so he raised his hand and broke off a few branches, put them into the wine bottle, and walked out of the decayed factory gate with a bottle of plum blossoms in his arms.

When the warehouse exploded, Tang Lin and Lin Yifeng came out of Keyuan Heavy Industry's workshop together. There was a loud noise behind him. Looking back, he saw steel plates and debris splashed hundreds of meters away, and the ground trembled under his feet. After a while, the thin snow on the dead branches shook off.

"How could there be an explosion over there?" Lin Yifeng fiddled with the silver lighter in his hand, lit and extinguished, lit and extinguished.

Tang Lin's red eyes stared at the illuminated sky not far away, then waved his hands indifferently, and turned back to the car parked outside: "The factory in this place has been evacuated long ago, the one that exploded just now was a thermal power plant, originally It is an unqualified black enterprise with various indicators. The coal ash coming in and out can accumulate three centimeters on the windowsill of the residential area. Nobody cares."

Lin Yifeng smiled and said nothing, snapped the lid of the lighter, sat sideways in the car, chatted with Tang Lin as usual, started the car and left, as if the explosion was just a trivial matter not worth mentioning, without any disturbance .

As soon as the car turned around, Lin Yifeng suddenly saw a mountain bike passing by the intersection ahead. Since the traffic lights on these roads also stopped, the bike quickly crossed the zebra crossing and disappeared at the intersection in an instant.

Only young people can ride this kind of bicycle at high speed. Lin Yifeng caught a glimpse of a blurred figure on the bicycle. It seems to be his own son. The appearance of his father is always unforgettable.

"Huh? Old Lin, what's the matter with you?" Tang Lin asked casually, because Lin Yifeng forgot to step on the gas pedal, the car kept standing still and refused to leave.

Lin Yifeng came back to his senses all of a sudden, turned his eyes around, looked at the boundless wilderness in front of him, and said calmly: "It's nothing, I just saw someone speeding on the road and felt unsafe."

Tang Lin chuckled and said, "Aren't you driving too fast, you don't have any self-knowledge."

Lin Yifeng didn't answer his words, turned around and stepped on the accelerator, the car drove through the muddy potholes, several pine trees and fir trees were still green in the cold winter, some snowdrops smeared on the windshield, and the city of Beijing began to float again. Xiaoxue.

Lin Cheng left the heavy industrial area on a mountain bike, turned into the city under the street lights, and stopped in front of a tavern.He locked his bicycle and went in, took off his mask and hat, his hands were already red from the cold wind, he shivered, and stomped his feet to disperse the cold.

"As usual." Lin Cheng leaned on the bar counter and said to the waiter, holding a bottle of plum blossom branches in his arms, smelling it, the fragrance penetrated into his bones.

The waiter served vodka, and Lin Cheng took a sip from the wine glass, it was so hot that his throat hurt.Suddenly a burly man sat next to him, Lin Cheng was startled, he thought it was Wei Shanhua, turned his head to look, and saw a wretched face smiling at him.

He was a little nauseated, his slender eyebrows frowned, he paid the money, and pushed the door out with a vodka bottle.Taking a deep breath in the cold wind, he stepped on his bicycle and went home. He wanted to go back and watch the news broadcast throughout the city today.

Fu Zhong took the elevator to a specific floor and walked out of the corridor, but saw a glass elevator whizzing down next to it, without stopping.He looked at his phone, Ji Yao sent him a message, time was running out.

Ji Yao walked into the round table meeting room behind Shanhua, his face was not very good-looking, he carried the folder behind his back, the leather shoes under his feet were shining brightly, his glasses frame shone harshly, and everyone in the meeting room was stunned. All stand at attention and salute.

"One person is missing, who is missing?" Ji Yao looked around everyone, slapped the document on the table, fidgeted with his hair, and wandered around the room.

Step out the door and lean against the glass wall to make a phone call, please, baby, pick it up quickly.

Fu Zhong ran down the stairs, and when he passed by the flower shop, the kind proprietress was holding out the flowers: "You came on time, these are the flowers you ordered."

He passed the cafe, which was playing soft music, "Right Here Waiting", it's time to wait.The talented Richard Marx's voice was careless and full of affection, and Fu Zhong suddenly felt a warm touch. Those gentle waiting, those unspoken lovesickness, all turned into waves on the seashore, hitting the gray cliff one after another.

The phone kept buzzing in his pocket, and he ran wildly in the corridor, holding a bunch of flowers in his arms, and the petals rubbed against the skirt of his clothes, rustling.The wind whistled past his ears, and his hair was blown back. In the long and soft fragrance of flowers, he chased time, with a smile on his lips and a new joy on his brow, like the peach blossoms that were full of mountains when he was young.

He had to get out of the venue before the last ring of his mobile phone, which was a race against time.He knows that Ji Yao is waiting for him, he doesn't feel tired, and has no distractions, as if as long as the end point is the person he likes, then all this is worth it.

When the phone rang for the last time, Ji Yao finally heard someone answering the phone. At this time, he was taking the elevator alone to the venue, and Shanhua had already taken people up ahead of time.

Ji Yao scolded someone on the spot, and he didn't know the severity of the scolding to Fu Zhong, while scolding and calling baby.In the end, his mood relaxed, his heart throbbed, he let go of the tie, and he finally let go of his worries when he heard Fu Zhong's voice.

Fu Zhong took off his windbreaker in the compartment, and Beretta took it off and threw it into a cardboard box. He opened the hem of his suit, revealing a short-handled Tang knife with a chiseled gold stuck on his belt, but the knife had never been sheathed.He removed the knife and put it in the corner, kicked a board to block it, adjusted the cuffs and tie of the suit, pushed the door and went out, there was no one in the corridor, he checked the time, there were 2 minutes left, it was time for him to play.

Ji Yao sat down on the seat in the venue, folded her legs, and watched the hands on the watch move quietly.The waiter gave him champagne, took a sip and put it aside, suddenly his ears were burned, before he could turn around, he stuffed a bouquet of flowers into his arms, the fragrance of the flowers made him feel dazed, even the noise of the reporters at the venue The sound faded away.

"Honey, I'm going to buy you flowers and coffee. You've been up and talking for so long, and you're very tired." Someone said to him in his ear, and Chunyu Xinghua whispered in a dream, "I'm late, I'm sorry, You can scold me when I come down, whatever you want."

Ji Yao leaned on the armrest and looked up, her eyes were naturally slightly crimson, like the tail of a koi carp, this color is easy to fascinate people, I can't help but want to kiss, taste this gorgeous red , What kind of taste is it.

"Why didn't you reply?! Why didn't you answer the phone?! Don't you know I'm waiting for you? What should I do if something happens to you?"

He raised his finger and sternly criticized Fu Zhong. Of course, his words were not very serious, and he always hit the heart with a stern look.Fu Zhong suddenly had the urge to press him here and kiss him, to gag him, and let him turn into a river of spring water in his arms. He really liked this chief, and he wanted everyone to see that they were in love.

Fu Zhong didn't have time to answer Ji Yao's question, so he went around first, walked to the center of the venue, nodded to greet the reporters and his companions, but was thinking about how to solve this matter with the chief in private after the end.

Ji Yao is his baby, and if the baby is offended, whoever provokes him will coax him.The chief looks majestic and dignified, stern and rigid, with a sharp edge that has been in the world for a long time.In fact, he is very delicate, often with pink bubbles, and his eyebrows and eyes are full of amorous feelings.

After dinner, Chen Wei's parents were hospitable, seeing that the snow was falling more and more outside, and it was difficult to hurry, so they asked He Luan to stay at home overnight.He Luan naturally felt that this was inappropriate, and waved his hand to refuse, but Chen Wei kept him as if he had heard the big happy event. When he begged He Luan, he knelt on the soft sofa cushions, his eyes glistening.

He Luan's heart softened suddenly, he didn't want to leave from the bottom of his heart, because if he left, he would have to sleep in a room alone, without Chen Wei chatting around him, this winter's night reflecting the snow light would seem extraordinarily long .

Rubbing Chen Wei's dense hair, agreed to stay at home for one night, turned around and thanked Chen's father and mother, the whole family laughed, and the warm warmth spread in the room, and a tank of carp wandered comfortably with its tail wagging .

He Luan saw this scene, smelled the dry fragrance, under the warm yellow light, snow was falling outside the balcony, and outside the huge French windows were the continuous buildings and lights of the whole city.Chen Wei joked with his family members, and He Luan was often teased, so Chen Wei came to tickle him.

Is this the warmth of home?

He thought of his father and mother, who had turned into souls and lingered in his memory for a long time, and that old and dim hut, which smelled of rotten apples all the year round, and the landlady who squinted at people... ...

He closed his eyes, and the memories came one after another. Whenever the night was quiet, he would always think of all the stories he had experienced. He even felt that his first kiss would be given to Chen Wei. This was something that he never dared to think about before .Even the encounter between the two, now thinking about it, I feel that it is destined, life is always full of poetry and inconceivable.

Life is close at hand, we never know what will happen in the next second, so we should cherish this moment, this situation and this scene.

Ji Yao sat on the seat below and watched Fu Zhong speak on the stage through a layer of glass, illuminated by the overhead light above, Fu Zhong smiled when he spoke, and was gentle and pleasant.Ji Yao suddenly remembered the evening party in the university, Fu Zhong finished playing the piano and got up to thank him, he smiled like a new shoot on a willow.

Reading books and allusions, King You of Zhou fenghuo played princes, only for Bojia people to smile.Fu Zhong is not a beautiful woman, but when he laughs, he really sinks himself ten thousand times. Some emotions don't know where they come from, and they go deeper and deeper before he can react.

The coffee got a little cold while drinking, Ji Yao shook the cup, drank it cautiously, as if he was reluctant to finish it like a baby.He saw Fu Zhong's gaze drifting over, his mouth was still agreeing to the reporter's words, but his brows had already been brightened with spring.

Ji Yao was a little ashamed, there were so many people watching this place, and Fu Zhong looked at him with such unconstrained eyes.Ji Yao lowered her head to look at the flowers in her arms with red ears, and there were a few red roses in the middle. The romantic taste was like Pushkin's love poems.

Pushkin wrote: You are the cutest, I didn't have time to think about it when I said it, but after thinking about it, I still say it.

He bowed his head and fiddled with the petals, silently thinking of those secret joys and romances, Fu Zhong was very cute, and he happened to love him very much.

Suddenly someone came up from behind, Ji Yao looked back, it turned out to be Shanhua.Shanhua's complexion looked bad, she pursed her lips and said to Ji Yao in a low voice: "There is an accident at Molos, the database shows that someone has invaded, the Russians are checking, and it is your black card."

Ji Yao frowned, he felt inexplicable, Shanhua was talking drunk: "My black card? I have been giving speeches on stage, when have I been to the database? Will I still be doubled?"

"I didn't find out who entered, and the camera didn't capture any images, but the access control was indeed opened with your black card. There are also fingerprints, voiceprints, etc., all of which are yours."

"Is something wrong?"

Ji Yao's face was ugly, he hated being troubled the most, the phone rang suddenly, it was Constantine's call, it seemed that he was here to Xingshi to inquire about crimes.Oh shit, it's over.Holding the coffee in one hand, Ji Yao hugged the flowers, glanced at the Fu Zhong on the field, turned and left in a hurry.