King of 25 Cubs

As soon as I named the group, I heard two system prompts——

[Ding dong~split index +200]

[Ding dong~split index +150]

I:"……"

When I was in contact with Gogol Sigma before, there was no split index.

I stared at the group name of [Caring for Empty Nest Laotuo] and fell into deep thought.

Could it be that after this group is formed, we become an organization?

So in order to test, I tentatively said a word——

[yogo is a salted fish fruit: Tell me, if I call Fyodor Papa, will he make up for my pocket money for more than ten years? 】

This sentence is to confirm two things:

1. Are we counted as an organization?

2. Do the two of them know the first episode?

Sure enough, I got two more split index, and the two replies——

【The prettiest guy in the casino:...】

[joker is a pistachio: you can try it hahahahaha~]

Seeing that the two of them did not raise any objections to the title "Dad", they must have known about the first week.

After thinking about it, I poked open the profile picture of "the most beautiful boy in the casino".

By the way, Gogol's head is a funny clown, and Sigma's head is a dice.

[Yogo is a salted fish fruit: Sigma, do you remember the first week? 】

This sentence is a private chat.

There was no reply from the other party for a while, and after a long time, a word was picked out slowly:

[The prettiest boy in the casino: I remember all of them. 】

Sure enough, I just said this in my heart, and the other party sent a second sentence, and this time he changed his nickname——

[I want to have a home: it may be related to my relationship with "books", and I was not scheduled for the last week, and I remembered it when I was "born" a while ago... Well, Gogol snatched my mobile phone Go and change your nickname. 】

Is this person nicknamed Demon King?And specifically to change nicknames for others.

[I want to have a family: When Fyodor met me, he knew a small part of the truth. I didn’t dare to tell him that my ability is the truth that both parties want to know, but the most important truth that both parties want to know. But now it seems Fyodor has noticed. 】

[I want to have a home: I'm not sure how much you remember, so I tried it in the bookstore, and found that you didn't have any. After that, I actually wanted to show my cards in advance, but Fyodor noticed it and asked Gogol to take me away. Taken away from Dongda. 】

[Yogo is a salted fish fruit: It's okay, I remember now. 】

Speaking of this, my heart skipped a beat.

Maria's consciousness is sleeping in my body. For Sigma, does he hope that Maria, who is closer to him, "wakes up"? This may be the reason why he joined Tianwu as Fyodor's companion One; at the same time, it was also because of Maria, he didn't want to cheat me too much, so he wanted to remind me.

I thought about it and changed my nickname to "Maria" on purpose.

"It's really impossible to relax in the face of anyone."

I pinched the bridge of my nose and smiled wryly.

·

Three days passed quickly, and on the day of my 17th birthday, I went to the seventh agency with my pass and letter of introduction.

[Host, Xiao Qi is going to interview you. It’s the first time I really met “Father”. How do you feel? 】

"Father?" I blinked, with a puzzled look on my face: "Isn't it a stranger I'm going to meet?"

【Oh, that's right. 】

On the way, I was observing my surroundings calmly. The corridor here was tightly guarded, and the staff took me into a room with an electronic door locked and no windows.Passing through the electronic gate requires a three-in-one pass, iris scan and blood test; before entering the gate, you need to be checked and remove your weapon; the walls and floors of the room are all made of alloy, and the degree of strength is obvious. If there is no wall-penetrating With ability, it is difficult for people inside to escape, and it is also difficult for people outside to get in.

"Here it is, you can only talk for 10 minutes, pay attention to the time, the phone is on the wall next to it."

The staff leading the way rang the bell: "No. 01374, someone is looking for you."

01374 is Dmitriev's number in the seventh agency. He doesn't even have a proper name now, and he is called by a number. He is living a miserable life now.

"It deserves it." I glanced at the phone on the wall: "Xiaoqi, do you think my calls will be recorded?"

[The probability of recording and video surveillance is 99.97%. 】

"Where did that 0.03% come from?"

【The telephone does not work. 】

A middle-aged man with a hunched waist, an unshaven beard, and vicissitudes of life was escorted to appear behind the transparent partition.

When I saw him, I almost didn't dare to recognize him.

In my impression, although Dmitriev's hair is a little short, he is still a handsome guy, otherwise he would not have been so fascinated by the rich young lady Takasu Ikue to lose his mind and go to the end of the world for love.It's just that this man at this moment... has deep wrinkles and nasolabial folds, as if he has been in a situation that worries him all year round, and he looks older than his actual age.

And this baldness is a bit too much!

He still had bangs when he was young, now only the Mediterranean is left.

Although they are all seas, the sea is different from the sea!

When I entered the room, I involuntarily stroked my hair, and Dmitriev glanced at me with his eyelids up, then lowered his head indifferently.

But then, as if he thought of something, the middle-aged man who was originally loose-fitting froze, raised his head again, and stared at me in disbelief.

"You are... Takaho Yuka."

His voice is hoarse, and every word seems to come out of his teeth.

I didn't get close to this cheap father I had never met before, I just raised my eyebrows: "Do you know me?"

"I've seen you." His gloomy eyes fell on me: "I've seen you many times."

After a pause, he continued, "In a dream."

dreaming?

I said with a half-smile: "That's a coincidence, I never dreamed of you." Then I thought of some possibility: "Is your dream related to the disappearance after you learned that Gao Sui Yujiang was pregnant?"

The other party fell silent, and after a while hissed: "I want to smoke a cigarette, I haven't smoked for a long time."

I looked him up and down, stood up and went out and said a few words to the guard outside, fearing that the other party would disagree, I slipped a red envelope.

After a while, someone sent smoke in, and the smoke rose slowly on the opposite side.

"My ability is predicting dreams. I can predict in my dreams whether the lives of myself and the people I have touched will be in danger. Although it is not absolutely accurate, dreams are also random, and most of the time it is only related to me. But relatively speaking, this ability will increase the chances of certain big figures avoiding risks."

Dmitraev tapped his head, and the voice came slowly through the microphone.

"The seventh organ implanted a chip under my cerebral cortex, and my dreams will be monitored every day."

This ability is useful to those in the government to some extent.

Dmitriev breathed out the smoke, and the smoke that gradually spread seemed to separate us into two worlds.

I frowned: "Did I do anything to you in your dream?"

"I was killed by you." Dmitriev flicked the ash in a somewhat unfamiliar manner: "I don't know the reason, but I was killed by my daughter again and again, poisoned, stabbed, shot... The scene before death kept repeating in front of my eyes, and I was afraid, so I ran away."

"I'm not your daughter... Wait, did you drug Takasu Ikue?"

"I secretly replaced vitamins with abortion pills, but unfortunately she didn't have any reaction after taking it, so I ran away."

My expression turned cold: "Where did you get the 'page' from?"

"What page?"

The smoke gradually spread, and Dmitriev's face could be vaguely seen. Judging from his expression, he clearly understood what I was talking about.

His expression was a little tense, and his sweaty palm wiped his pants.

"I didn't know you were talking about—"

"No, you know." I smiled: "How about making a deal? You tell me where the 'page' is, and I won't kill you."

I slowed down my voice: "Actually, I have no deep hatred with you, and I have no intention of exploring the entangled love and hatred between you and Takasu Ikue. I just want to know the whereabouts of the 'page'."

Dmitriev stuck his shell and said with a wooden face, "Even if I don't tell you, you can't do anything to me."

After a pause, he emphasized: "I am in the seventh agency."

"You can try to see if I can do anything to you. In three seconds, I can hack into the monitoring of the seventh agency. None of the left guards here are my opponents. Maybe I will have some troubles after killing you, but -"

I raised my eyebrows, and said with a half-smile, "You only have one life, and when you die, you die."

Compared with any weakness, the weakness of fear of death is simply the best to deal with.

However, our conversation is being monitored. If these "rebellious" words are spoken out, I am afraid that the leader of the seventh agency will "please drink tea" in a short while.

Dmitriev was silent for a long time, put out his cigarette, and let out a long breath.

"The safe of Yokohama XX Bank, the cabinet number is 5327, and the password is 35768972X."

"The organization code-named Wine, you should know that the 'page' was obtained from the safe of the assassination target during a certain mission of the organization, and I secretly snatched it down because of a moment of greed."

"What do wineries want 'pages' for?"

"The 'book page' is what the boss wanted, but he didn't tell me how to use the 'book page' at that time. It was the assassination target who told me before he died. He hated the organization that killed him and wanted to arouse my greed. Let me fight with the organization, and obviously he succeeded."

Dmitriev paused, and continued: "As for why the boss wants 'pages', I guess based on the research projects of the research institute under the organization at that time, he may want to live forever, or...return the dead to life."

"APOYOXIN4869." I said softly, "APTX4869 for short."