Foundling [Reborn Future]

On June 6, the people in Laozhong City were anxious and uneasy. Pedestrians came and went in a hurry, and every house closed its doors and windows.The guards in the city and the mercenary team who took over the task closely checked the streets and alleys, lest they miss any place where there might be mutated squirrels and mutated bobcats.

evening.

Zhao Chengjun walked up the dark steps incognito, and the vibration-sensitive lighting on the wall did not respond.

This is a half-new apartment in the southwest of Laozhong City.Zhao Chengjun walked up to the second floor, turned right, and stopped in front of the house number 213 in Building C. He stretched out his hand, and the anti-theft door and the door that were locked upside down were naturally and silently opened.He stepped in and closed the door without turning his head, without making any sound.He came uninvited, and the family of four laughing and whispering around the table in the living room didn't notice.

Zhao Chengjun glanced at the four of them indifferently, concealed his killing intent, walked over, and sat on the sofa next to them.

The standard small house with three bedrooms and one living room was tidy and warm. The five-year-old boy was leaning on the strong arms of the middle-aged man, complaining that his three-year-old brother broke his toy again.On the opposite side, the well-maintained woman with a sallow complexion smiled softly to comfort her, holding the milk soup gently and demurely, and feeding her three-year-old son in her arms with a small spoon.

She is Liu Qi.

After the incident happened that year, Zhao Chengjun never met Liu Qi face to face, and directly asked his confidant to use hypnotic secrets to interrogate her for everything she wanted to know.Then it was confirmed that she was extremely poisoned and her powers were completely destroyed. Even if someone rescued her to get rid of the poison, her damaged lifespan would not be restored. The impulse, let her fend for herself.

In the seven years since then, except for the matter of the son who died young, Zhao Chengjun did not pay attention to any news related to Liu Qi because of his extreme contempt and hatred.But he didn't expect that when he came here in person, this selfish woman would actually live such a comfortable life!

After listening to the warm laughter of the family of four for a short moment, looking at the two innocent and happy boys, Zhao Chengjun saw his ugly little son in front of him.Short and thin, with shabby clothes, lonely, ugly little face full of birthmarks and bruised by who knows...

Zhao Chengjun closed his eyes suddenly, stretched out his hand and waved lightly, all four of them froze in a daze.

"Liu Qi." Zhao Chengjun opened his eyes and stared at her coldly and disgustedly. According to the results of the search he had sent people over the years, as well as the slightly plausible clues he secretly visited when he was with Qiu Yuning, he asked again little by little. "About that child covered in birthmarks..."

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It wasn't until it was dark that Zhao Chengjun walked out of the apartment indifferently.

What Liu Qi knew was asked clearly by his confidants all those years ago, and this time he came here in person and did not ask anything he missed.However, he heard the birth of the son again with his own ears, but his mood was completely different from when he heard the report from his confidant seven years ago.

When he suddenly found out that he had a seven-year-old son who was ugly and ugly, it would be an exaggeration to say that he immediately developed a deep father-son affection for this son.But afterwards, because of responsibility and pride, and because of complicated guilt, he sent people to search for it for several years. As he gradually got to know the little guy better, he gradually felt a little bit more subtle and melancholy.Over the past few years, he would occasionally take out those photos to look at, and gradually, he felt a strong sadness in his heart...

After all, he was his own son, his own flesh and blood.But now he couldn't even find the son's bones.

Walking outside the city, sitting in the second-hand modified Hummer that he hid, Zhao Chengjun calmed down and started the car.Thinking of his little lover who was waiting for him sixty miles away, his gloomy mood gradually eased, he stepped on the accelerator, accelerated the driving, and arrogantly raised smoke all the way.

In Apartment 213, Building C, southwest of the city.

The family of four suddenly woke up, Liu Qi suddenly remembered something, and turned her head to look around with a drastic change of expression.On the other side of her, the man who had always been gentle and considerate to her frowned impatiently, first lowered his head and patted the son in his arms rubbing his eyes and muttering kindly, and when he looked at Liu Qi, the man seemed to have something in his mind. It seems that the nerves that control desire and love have been frozen to death, showing a kind of contradictory rejection.

……

There is a combat base more than 60 miles west of Laozhong City, which was temporarily established by Laozhong City to fight against disasters.

Qiu Yuning has been here for six days.

It was very late, and Qiu Yuning was exhausted. After entering the house, he closed the door, took off his tattered camouflage outfit and threw it away, and went to wash off the dirt and blood all over his body. When he came out wearing a bath towel, he saw that Zhao Chengjun hadn't come back. He couldn't help frowning a little.

Since two months ago, Zhao Chengjun would mysteriously disappear for a while every day, as if he was looking for something everywhere.Qiu Yuning noticed something, but he guessed that Zhao Chengjun was probably looking for some kind of ancient book-level profound secret method or treasure. No matter how caring and considerate Zhao Chengjun was to him, it was always the ambitious Zhao Chengjun.Since Zhao Chengjun had no intention of telling him, he didn't ask, he didn't care too much.

Everyone has secrets, just like himself.

But tonight, he looked at the time, it was 8:43 in the evening, Zhao Chengjun has not come back until now, what the hell did he do?

Qiu Yuning thought about it, Zhao Chengjun was powerful, experienced, and alert, he really couldn't think of anything to worry about.So he breathed a long sigh of relief, letting himself feel at ease, if Zhao Chengjun didn't come, he wouldn't just wait in the room with nothing to do.He put on clean clothes and new shoes and socks, then picked up the password backpack, and went out to the junction of the training camp and the wounded camp of this base.

He met many sweaty young men who had finished training, and they all gave way to say hello when they saw him.These people respected him not only because of his clever pills and supernatural techniques when saving people, but also because of his fierce lethality when he personally fought against the mutant beasts in recent days.Qiu Yuning nodded to them, neither impatient nor arrogant, and still had the attitude of "calm and alienated, half an inch above others".Only when he saw a few boys who were obviously younger than him but had already participated in the fight, did he let go of his alienation for a while and waved to them.

"Today is Children's Day, you all come with me, there are gifts to distribute."

Fifteen years old, Qiu Yuning naturally showed the air of a big brother.

The people around or passing by or stopping were all taken aback for a moment, and then burst into laughter. Several boys blushed from the laughter, scratched their heads and said, "Alchemy Qiu, we are not young anymore." A clever boy with dark skin turned around He glared at his head: "Why are you not young? You are not young, I am young." Immediately leaning towards Qiu Yuning, the flattering smile turned into an exaggerated funny, "Prince Qiu, what gift do you want to give me?"

The name of this clever boy is Gu Zhao. He has a low level of supernatural ability and lacks supernatural talent, but he is very good at shooting with one pistol. Give him some pointers.Gu Zhao became a little more familiar with him, and he was less restrained when facing him, and occasionally he even approached him with some witty words, which made Qiu Yuning secretly happy, thinking that we have also been upgraded to brothers!

Qiu Yuning smiled faintly like an elder: "The gift will be kept secret for the time being. Anyone under the age of 14 will follow. We will not wait when it expires."

Gu Zhao followed up excitedly, and waved to the others.With him taking the lead, the others followed with shyness and blushing.There was no need for Qiu Yuning to say anything along the way, Gu Zhao smiled and called each name familiarly: "Come on, come on, Alchemist Qiu is sending out Children's Day gifts!"

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In a small town seventeen miles east of the base.Zhao Chengjun almost held his breath: "Please repeat what you just said in detail."

It was a 67-year-old ordinary old lady who was questioned by him using hypnotic secret methods.With his hypnosis-like secret technique, even if the old lady's memory is not very good, when asked by him, she can speak out slowly as if she has fallen into a deep memory.

The old lady copied the truth in detail: "Laozhong mountain was not like it is now. At that time, there were no wild animals approaching. Seven years ago, my grandson went to Laozhong mountain to pick wild grapes. One day he came back late. I asked him, and he said He told me that he saw a strange boy taking a bath by the stream. The boy was short and small, only his face was white, and there were many birthmarks all over his body. The dried blood on the ground. He was a little scared, so he hid far away, and waited for the boy to take a bath, and then he waded across the stream to go home. I told him that it was not a boy, but a ghost child, Lao Zhongshan was sure It's haunted, don't tell anyone about it..."

Zhao Chengjun's eyes flickered when he heard it, and he immediately asked the old lady where her grandson was. He had to go to the person concerned to verify it carefully.Before turning around to leave, as a reward, he also fed the old lady a mild, healing medicinal elixir.So much so that the next day the old lady suffered from detoxification and diarrhea because of her improved physique. She didn't remember what she had eaten, but thought she was frightened, and she repeatedly scolded the young man who drove a broken car outside the town last night for scaring her. I had to fall down for a long time and didn't get up.

Zhao Chengjun didn't care about the many, turned around and ran wildly, quickly found the grandson of the old lady, and asked him from the beginning in every detail.

The old lady's grandson is now just a 19-year-old young man with an excellent memory, and he has been given a hypnotic secret method. When he is questioned, the scenes he saw back then flooded up from the depths of his memory.He answered Zhao Chengjun sluggishly, speaking very clearly and in detail, even clearly explaining the shape and distribution of the birthmark on the boy he saw back then, as if describing while watching.

Zhao Chengjun listened extremely calmly, and especially asked about the distribution of birthmarks on the boy's hands, which can be seen directly from the photo.

The young man answered one by one, and what he said was exactly the same as in the photo!

Zhao Chengjun's expectations were completely confirmed, and a subtle soreness suddenly appeared in his heart inexplicably.

It's that little guy, definitely his ugly little son!He searched for seven years, and he was almost sure that the ugly little guy had turned into a dead bone. He originally only expected to find his bones and bury them properly. The youngest son of seven years is very likely to be alive!

Zhao Chengjun couldn't help being stunned for a moment, his heart beating faster.

After all, it was his own flesh and blood that he had been looking for for seven years, and no matter what the reason was, he had been thinking about it for seven years.He immediately asked again in a deep and slow voice, asking about the time and place little by little, and he didn't intend to let go of any clues.

The young man was hypnotized so deep in his memory that he repeated his answers repeatedly as if his mind had been searched several times.

After Zhao Chengjun asked, he suppressed his excitement, remained extremely rational and calm, and finally asked: "Do the wild grapes here ripen in autumn?"

The young man nodded dully: "Yes, the wild grapes in Laozhong Mountain are all ripe in autumn..."

Zhao Chengjun gritted his teeth fiercely, his muscles tensed up.

When the incident happened, it was the end of spring!

From this point of view, his son was indeed not killed at that time?How did he escape?After escaping, could it be that he was just a lonely child hiding in the mountains and forests for a whole summer?How did he lose the birthmark on his face by autumn?Could it be that he also had an adventure?And then was he adopted by someone?He didn't know who his parents were, or who was hijacked by him...

Suddenly, Zhao Chengjun thought of that autumn, the great earthquake and flood in the south that affected a wider area than today.He immediately froze slightly, as if a basin of cold water had been poured over his head.That little guy was lucky enough not to die at that time, is he still alive now?

His eyes suddenly sank. In any case, before looking for a needle in a haystack, he could find some clues. Now that there are clear clues, it is more clear to check.He must send more people to investigate carefully!Look for it by scratching the ground!

His son must be found!