【Summer Five】Iron City Wall

Before the opening of the final trial, both the military and the parliament have accumulated a lot of big troubles waiting to be dealt with.Wu Tiao hasn't been back to his manor for more than half a year, and he lives in the apartment on Haibin Street every day waiting for someone to find him, and his life is also very impressive-after all, tossing others is what the major general is best at.

For example, the day before the trial, he just sent the knotweed to Leika's research institute to test the serum, and when he came back, he ran into Fu Heihui who was waiting at the gate of the community.The young man stood leaning against the wall, his silhouette was too similar to a certain murderous mercenary, and Wu Tiao recognized him from a long distance away.

"What's wrong?" He stepped forward to ask, but he already had an answer in his heart.

"I have something... I want to talk to you." Fu Hei stomped his heels, "I wonder if you are free now?"

Facing this good student whom he has taught for more than nine years, Wu Tiao has always been more serious.Just as he knew very well what Fu Hei was here to ask, if this matter is not handled well—forget it, it is also a matter between the father and son, and has nothing to do with him.

So, the unscrupulous instructor grinned, "Of course, I have the most time."

However, Gojo regretted it the moment he entered the door.He looked at the overly tidy hallway, the shoe cabinet, and the extra windbreaker on the clothes rack, and his brain, stiffened by the cold wind, began to spin suddenly, so fast that it almost smelled of burnt overload.

"Well, why don't we change...to another place?" Wutiao said bluntly, trying to wink at Fu Hei, hoping that the student who had been with him all year round would understand what he meant.But before Fu Hei made any reaction, the kitchen door suddenly opened, and the smell of broth came to the door along with the sound of footsteps, which directly made Wujo lose his face.

Fu Hei watched the vaguely familiar black-haired young man approaching, his shirt cuffs rolled up to his elbows, his loose hair was still dripping.He raised his fox-like eyes, looked past him, and smiled at Wujo, "You're back?"

"I'm back." Wutiao immediately stopped being embarrassed, and threw himself on him happily, enveloping himself in the familiar sandalwood, "I also brought a puberty little ghost to eat!" Xia You indulged him Hanging on his body, he poked his head out and greeted Fu Hei, who was stupidly outside the door, and said, "It's our first meeting, Sergeant Fu Hei, please come in."

This relieved Fu Hei.At least he has witnessed his instructor being crazy for nearly ten years, no matter how out of line he will always get used to it.

So the boy nodded politely, closed the door and entered.

The setting sun slowly sank to the horizon, the canal was filled with warm light, and the orange-yellow fog rainbow was splashed back and forth towards the returning ships.The living room has excellent lighting, which not only captures the sunset as the exterior scene, but also carries the full color of the interior, just like laser paper full of wrinkles.Fu Hei sat on the sofa closest to the floor-to-ceiling windows, clasped his hands, feeling a little cramped.He raised his eyes to glance at Wutiao from time to time, but the other party didn't appreciate it at all. He just cared about eating fruit with his legs crossed, and enjoyed a cup of summer oil's excellent tea making skills by the way.

When the last ray of light was also absorbed into the ground, the young man thought about it and said, "Instructor, about what I want to ask..."

He paused for a moment, as if waiting for Wutiao to answer.But the latter just wanted to hear him say that name himself, and pretended to be innocent with a pair of blue and blue eyes, without any guilt of bullying the child, "What do you want to ask?"

So Fu Hei gritted his teeth and announced it, "You know Fu Heisher?"

He did resist the name, but it wasn't a twitchy character after all, and he quickly continued, "Did you cooperate with him in the last eradication operation in the Iron Chain Manor?"

Speaking of this, Wu Tiao didn't bother to hide any more, spread his hands and said: "Yes, and it's not a day or two." Fu Hei showed an expression of listening attentively, and he continued: "To be precise... from the moment I found him Now, it's been almost ten years."

The student's face showed shock, and his five fingers turned white from the force.Xia You appeared at the right time and handed a cup of hot tea to the boy, forcing him to let go of it.The heat from the wall of the cup made my heart feel more at ease, I thanked the underworld, bowed my head and took a sip of tea.

Wutiao continued: "I just said it directly, lest you be surprised and annoying. Shi Er-before I approached him, he was a freelance mercenary, not affiliated to any party, and only acted purely for money. Simply put, 'Whoever gives more is the master', no bottom line, principles or even self-esteem are needed.

"He is very strong and very clever. If I hadn't been alarmed by an accident, I probably wouldn't have known this fangs and sharp blade who is active in darkness so early." He shrugged and waved to Xia You, who was clearly worried. , "—Don't worry about me, I was still worried that it would affect you when I walked through the door four or ten minutes ago——Anyway, I approached him ten years ago and negotiated a business with him."

After a brief pause, Fu Hei held his breath subconsciously, and was mentally prepared to hear any description without a lower limit.As for Xia You, he had already sat down beside Wu Tiao, playing with the ring on his left ring finger with his right hand, with a smile on his lips.

They seem to be waiting for the verdict of the five articles.And the latter was also happy to see the success, saying: "It is this business that made Shier my 'guard'—if you have ever heard Qi Hai say his conjectures. Those arguments are indeed indistinguishable, at least in the contract Before the expiration date, Fu Heisher will only be loyal to me, act only for me, and become a wolf raised by Gojo Satoru. Of course, I prefer to call him a knife, which is the fastest and most powerful weapon in my arsenal. The hardest one to master."

The hot air was dense, Wutiao drank the tea, and heard Fu Hei ask in a low voice, "What's the condition".

"There is only one condition." He leaned over and put the cup on the tea table, then forked an apple and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing and saying, "I will raise you to grow up, that's all."

That's it.

The man had said so on the dark balcony, even with his limbs restrained and a gun pressed against his throat.The silver-haired boy stared at him with the eyes of locking his prey, but he was surprised by these words, and his hands relaxed a little.But Shir didn't break free.He just looked back at Wutiao calmly, and repeated the conditions in a hoarse voice.

Raising a precocious child can be costly to Gojo.But he chose to agree to this seemingly effortless treaty, let go of the handle of the gun, and watched the corners of the man's mouth gradually rise, revealing an annoying smile.

Shi Er has always been gloomy and irritable, but only in that short moment revealed a soft loneliness.He lowered his eyes, and like every ordinary father—every father who thinks he is disqualified, he was discouraged for a very short time, allowing a corner to collapse like a fake avalanche.

The memory came to an abrupt end.Wujo looked at the empty sofa, and heard Xia You calling him for dinner.

"Let's do it this way." Seeing him sitting down at the table, Xia You picked up the bowl and chopsticks, "I also think it may be the most correct choice for Sergeant Fu Hei to make his own decision."

Wutiao picked up the vegetable leaves, his cheeks puffed up, "It doesn't matter if it's correct or not, anyway, I gave him the contact information, and what to do about it is a private matter between them. It's okay, I don't have the energy to worry about it so much , there will be a court session tomorrow morning, and we have to finish the closing part of this big play."

The light was soft, Xia You also looked at him with a smile, and said softly, "Okay, have a good rest tonight, and I'll be waiting to enjoy your curtain call at the special seat."

The next day, the final hearing of the House of Lords impeachment case was held in the Grand Court.

The Rome-like chamber is divided into left and right sides, with members of the House of Commons and military reformers on the left, and members of the House of Lords and military conservatives on the right.They were separated by a neat hurdle like a sea. The judge stood on the central platform to read the law, and the citizens who were specially invited to the meeting filled the vacant seats in the meeting hall.

Living in the row of the restless Lords, Wujo is dressed in a formal suit, with silver hair pushed back and blue eyes full of playfulness.He was sitting among the old men, listening to this group of megalomaniacs frantically discussing how to fight back, how to find a replacement for the Torch Club's share of funds, how to suppress the extremely active members of the House of Commons after the trial... as if this The meeting was irrelevant at all, and when the dust settled, the old aristocrats still held the power.

He was drowsy when he heard it, and inadvertently met Xia You's eyes in the crowd, and then he woke up a little bit.The judge asked Qi Hai, the chief supervisor of the Supervision Department, to read out the evidence that he had obtained. The members of the House of Commons were attentive, and the crowd was also emotionally high with the increasing evidence.

But Wutiao was only looking at Xia You, and didn't listen to a word.He looked down from the top of the opponent's jet-black hair, his eyes wandered to the long and narrow eyes, and he couldn't move as if he was attracted by the whirlpool.Among them, the deep pool is deep, but Wutiao is sure that he can understand those eagerness, persistence, ambition and hope; the prairie fire in his heart once caused both of them to lose, but looking at it now, there are only a few sparks left, which will warm Wutiao's light bare soles.

Fortunately, after ten years of traveling, he still understands, and finally understands.

At the end of the testimony session, the justices began to read out the "New Code of Parliamentary Laws" jointly proposed by the House of Commons and the Supervision Department one by one, including a total of 21 power transfers and bill amendments.According to the usual practice, although it has been jointly approved by the Supervision Department and the first and second trials, the implementation of the new edition still requires the votes of both houses; if two-thirds of the votes are in favor, it will come into effect officially.

The House of Commons passed almost unanimously without any suspense, and it was the turn of the nobles in the House of Lords who thought they had succeeded.These representatives have been detained for several days and have already been furious, full of eyes full of disbelief that their fate is over-those who are sensible have already tried to get out of it-and are furiously waiting for the vote.

"Against the new editor, please raise your left hand." The justice said, "There are [-] seats in the House of Lords, please count."

After planning for a long time, a pair of hands were raised in the air, with countless unwillingness and arrogance.From the opposite side, it can be seen that there are many of them.Among the five people who were sitting like branches and raised their hands, they saw Admiral Mordrian showing obvious anxiety on the opposite side, and some members of the House of Representatives also added to their worries.

What's the rush?He thought lightly in his heart, the good show is about to begin.

After counting, the justice signaled the members to put down their hands, and announced: "There are 46 negative votes in total. Next, please raise your right hand to signal!"

The moment the numbers were announced, the House of Lords was almost boiling, but the crowd sitting on the left was a little confused. 46 votes against, as usual, almost directly heralded the victory of the opponents-because some people in the House of Lords always choose to abstain, the number of these votes fluctuates around [-] all the year round; if these [-] votes are removed, the opposition Pie has won.

Until more and more gorgeously dressed congressmen raised their right hands, or hesitated, but actually chose to be enemies of the former masters.The counter's tone rose excitedly, and the last word almost jumped out of his mouth, "A total of 54 votes in favor, and only one person abstained!"

"It's impossible!" Francis Brown jumped up before cheering, "It's impossible for those scumbags to vote. There must be something tricky here!"

The old aristocrats echoed one after another, condemning the indignation overflowing their faces.Just as the justice was about to reread the court regulations, a flat voice suddenly came from the seat in the right corner, with a standard and gorgeous accent.

"It's tricky? It's nothing more than people whose brains have been clogged with garbage all year round and finally figured it out. It's not as good as your noble sentiments and long-term vision."

Brown and the others followed the sound and turned their heads. After seeing the speaker's neck-length blond hair and emerald eyes, they all froze and stopped talking dryly.

"It's actually you?" Someone exclaimed, "But didn't you fight against the Wutiao family?"

Resting his chin with one hand, the largest alcohol supplier in the Iron City Wall smiled, and suddenly changed into a pair of extremely vulgar low-level construction site spoken language.He spoke clearly, and the red ribbon swayed gently, every word was filled with cold killing intent.

He said: "Isn't the nobles' favorite thing to do is to force each other with benefits and coerce them to issue tickets and pay for themselves? I just used a little trick and performed a few plays. The thirty A man who is willing to make a choice is better than a lot of trash - no offense to the trash."

"Andersia Uglevedon!" a member of parliament was furious, "just a little Lord..."

However, the judge slammed hundreds of pages of materials on the table, preventing the scene from heating up further.Holding his glasses, he gave orders in the most dignified tone: "Silence! The decision-making process is over. This court is open and fair. If you intend to disturb the order, you have to ask the guards to 'get out'."

The nobles died down, and no one could afford to lose face.

Seeing the silence in the venue, the justice spoke again: "Then, in the joint vote of the House of Commons and the House of Lords, the 'New Law' passed the review with 380 votes and will be implemented immediately. All kinds of powers, including administrative supervision, will be transferred to the House of Commons; at the same time, the power of pardon will be abolished, and the power of veto will be changed to suspend the power of veto.”

"Members of the House of Lords have repeatedly violated the law, disregarding the people's dissatisfaction; they even repeatedly rejected the reasonable and compliant benign policies of the House of Commons, colluded with cults to evade taxes, resell illegal drugs, and seek the highest selfishness. The serious crimes are numerous. He will be handed over to the guards immediately after the power of pardon is revoked, and will be placed in prison according to the list of criminal evidence and tried."

As soon as the words fell, four rows of heavily armed armed police stepped into the venue, and amidst the panic-stricken shouts of the House of Lords, they took away more than half of the members, including Brown and other main branch nobles who were always unbelievable.The House of Commons laughed and cheered collectively, and the military department sitting behind couldn't help but join in, sending a song of praise to the nobles who were detained with their hands cut behind their backs.

Back on the high platform, the judge announced again: "Then, Mr. Gojo Satoru, who played a guiding role in this purge operation, do you have anything to say?"

Gojo and Andre, who moved to the center, looked at each other, and found a familiar light in each other's eyes.It was the ten years of youth that were lit up in the big void and never extinguished, and the eternal memory for the rest of my life.

He stood up, straightened his collar, and walked onto the central platform.The judge gave up the microphone, Wutiao bent down, found his own ink color among the hundreds of pairs of adoring and admiring eyes in the audience, and smiled slowly.

"Then may we create an era that belongs to the people," Gojo said. "Let the old guys go!"

The audience cheered, and the participants were all boiling.Whistles and applause were deafening. Members of Congress grabbed the materials and threw them in the air. Officers tap-danced on the table indistinctly. Some even grabbed the justices and hugged them wildly.The people spontaneously shook hands with the congressmen, and many cried with joy and excitement, their eyes were full of light, as if they had seen a bright and open road with their own eyes.

White papers flew all over the sky, and Wutiao walked out with black and white words on each piece of white paper, and came to Xia You.

They didn't speak, just stared at each other quietly.As if a stone stamp crashed into the ink pad, the fragmented ten years cycled back and forth in the flesh and blood, and finally turned into the same Nankemeng and the same cluster of burning sun.Wujo never mentioned what he did, as if the flames that supported him through the bloody storms and treacherous clouds did not come from Xia You, but a half-inch of sky light that he accidentally glimpsed when he went astray when he was a teenager.

But the light was real, and so was the heat.Now Xia You stood in front of him, carrying Wutiao Wu's delusions and hopes all his life, like a geese returning to their nest, stepping into his pale and monotonous wilderness again.

In the deep well of black jade, in the sea of ​​clouds in the sky, they approached each other, touched each other, and sealed the oath and time with their lips.

Amidst the cheers, they indulged in kisses.