golden wings

"Xiao Yi has eaten." Feng Chengya poked her head out from the door, calling Feng Chengyi and Maupassant who were outside.

"Go in." Feng Chengyi said to Maupassant, and walked in first.

Although there are not many lunches, it is still rich. One look at the dishes and you can tell that they are Ming Yin's masterpieces. The reason is very simple. For those who are lazy at home, the only possibility here is Ming Yin.

But Ming Yin's meal, Feng Chengyi ate it with great relish. Except for the general, he found that everyone except Ming Yin stopped their hands and drooled and looked at him. Feng Chengyi would never Think they're watching him drooling.

"What's the matter?" Although it has become Feng Chengyi's habit to be watched by everyone, it always feels a bit unhygienic to be watched by people drooling while eating.

"Master Yi, what do you think of the taste of this dish?" Ming Yin is the most normal of the four, because he found the same partner for himself.

"It's delicious." Feng Chengyi praised without hesitation.

"Little Wing likes to eat sour food, why didn't I know that?"

"It turns out that Young Master Yi likes to eat sour things."

Feng Chengya's voice and Maupassant's voice sounded at the same time. The former was depressed that he hadn't noticed it before, and the latter expressed his understanding because he finally understood Feng Chengyi's living habits, because at least in this way he could order the chef to pay attention.

Like to eat sour?

What do you mean?

He doesn't seem to have anything in particular he likes to eat.

Looking at Feng Chengyi's puzzled expression, Feng Chengya couldn't help but said: "Because Ming Yin has a habit of cooking, he personally prefers sour things, so sour vinegar is usually put in the dishes, and it's not Ordinary sour, this amount is unacceptable to us, but you eat it with gusto, Xiaoyi, so I thought you also like sour ones."

so...

"But I didn't realize how sour this dish is. I feel that it is similar to what I usually eat. I think if it is a little more sour, the taste may be better." Feng Chengyi thoughtfully proposed a suggestion.

Now he will say that the three people are drooling more, and Ming Yin also remembered that Feng Chengyi likes sour much more than he does, so in the future, whenever Feng Chengyi comes to his house for dinner, he will decide Just put a lot of vinegar.

After eating, Maupassant packed up the tableware, then came to the living room and sat next to Feng Chengyi, his eyes unconsciously drifted past Feng Chengyi's hand, sure enough, Feng Chengyi's hand unconsciously stroked his belly, his heart tightened Maybe Young Master Yi was really uncomfortable, but he just didn't want them to worry.

"Actually, I'm more curious that Mr. Nuo Dehua's age seems to be a little different from my uncle." Feng Chengyi said with a smile.

Nuo Dehua had to admire Feng Chengyi's insightful observation: "Yes, I entered MIT when I was 10 years old, and I was 8 years younger than Aya. Three years later, I graduated at 13 years old, and Aya graduated at 21 years old. , now I am 26 years old and Aya is 34 years old."

Hearing Nuo Dehua's words, everyone except Feng Chengya was surprised. This is definitely a rare genius in the world. Not to mention that this person is a genius, graduating from MIT at the age of 13 may be an easy task for Feng Chengyi, but the world has never heard of being called a detective at the age of 13. It is true that this person is called a detective justified.

"I don't know why Mr. Fengcheng, Aya's nephew, came to see me this time?" A person who had never met before came to him, and he was also the nephew of a friend, let alone he was not bored to worship him, What's more, the identity of the other party is still the current patriarch of the Youn family.

What is it that requires the patriarch of the Youn family to visit in person, so Nuo Dehua knows that this matter is not unusual.

Because of his words, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became quiet.

Jiu Jiu opened Feng Chengyi's lips slightly, and softly uttered two words: "No case."

With a "plop", the teacup Nuo Dehua was holding fell to the ground unexpectedly, and the tea in the cup scattered and splashed a little.

"Mr. Nuo Dehua can consider whether to tell us the truth. I didn't come here because I didn't have a case. I came here because of my uncle, the last patriarch of the Youen family, Feng Chengya. My cousin You Enao disappeared two months ago. The place where he disappeared is the ghost bar, and the ghost bar was the scene of the crime without a case before. , It’s not a very strange thing in the United States or even around the world, but the strange thing is that the missing person is the patriarch of the Youn family, who in the whole of the United States has the guts.” Feng Chengyi’s words are reasonable and reasonable. fact.

But Nuo Dehua didn't understand Feng Chengyi's purpose of coming here from these words.

"So?" Nuo Dehua waited for Feng Chengyi's next words.

"What I'm curious about is that there was a case, and it was a case that caused a sensation to the US government. Why, as a detective, you said that there was no case." Feng Chengyi paused and took a sip of tea.

"So I boldly guessed whether that case is a case that cannot be solved within the scope of manpower, such as: ghost." Feng Chengyi said the word very lightly, but Nuo Dehua could hear it with sweat.

When the ghost word was spit out from Feng Chengyi's mouth, Nuo Dehua's body could no longer suppress the trembling.

"Shut up, I don't know what you're talking about?" Nuo Dehua's breathing began to become rapid, and the sweat continued to flow down his face. The palms of his hands had already begun to sweat drop by drop. The scene nine years ago seemed like It played out again in his mind.

At the age of 17 that year, when he was young and frivolous, he was invited by the US government to investigate the bizarre death case.

However, when he arrived at this place, his heart seemed to be firmly grasped by something. He felt unprecedented tension and depression at the scene without any clues. Can't remember anything.

A coquettish over-the-top man, a black robe, a group of dead spirits surrounding him, one red lantern after another...

So for the first time in his life, he felt scared. Fortunately, the man didn't have time to find out, he just thought he was an ordinary human being like those policemen.

"Really? I am also very puzzled by Mr. Nuo Dehua's flash of tension and fear when he saw me for the first time, and the decompression when my Uncle Ya introduced me as his nephew. May I ask us to meet?" Have you ever met? Or is there anyone that Mr. Nuo Dehua knows or has seen who looks like me?" Feng Chengyi leaned on the sofa, his tone was still flat, but he could still hear it if he listened carefully. There is a hint of aggressiveness in it.

"No, no, stop it, stop it, I don't understand what you mean." Nuo Dehua panted palely.

"Let me think about how many people look like me in this world." Feng Chengyi paused here, seemingly casually: "There are two people in this world who look like me." , one is my grandpa, who resembles me 7%; the other one is worth noting, because he died nine years ago, and he is my grandpa's twin brother." Feng Chengyi sighed intentionally after finishing speaking. , expressing regret.

However, Nuo Dehua leaned on the sofa weakly, and his hoarse voice trembled a little: "You, how would you know that I can...can..." Nuo Dehua didn't go on when he said this, on the one hand he knew Feng Chengyi understood what he meant, but on the other hand, he no longer had the energy to continue.

"I don't have this doubt, and I don't know that you can see things that non-humans can see." Hearing what Feng Chengyi said, Feng Chengya, Ming Yin and Maupassant understood the meaning of their conversation, that is to say, nine The death incident that caused a sensation in the US government years ago was not caused by human beings. In addition to what Feng Chengyi said just now, Feng Chengya and Ming Yin immediately understood that Nuo Dehua saw the ghost of Feng Chengye nine years ago , but at the same time Maupassant also thought of these doubts.Although he didn't know the relationship between Feng Chengye and Feng Chengyi, he knew that Nuo Dehua had seen the ghost of Feng Chengyi's grandfather's twin brother, there was no doubt about it.

"Because there is no case, you can say that he can't find out, but you just said that there is no case. This is the most puzzling point. I can guess that he really hopes that someone can understand what you mean by the word "no case". It is nothing more than suicide, homicide and accidental death, but no matter what kind of death it is, it shows the existence of the case, but you said that there is no case. Based on this, I am sure that he let others know about you. I hope someone can Come to understand the repressed gasp in your heart. The second point, I passed a ghost when I returned to Eun’s house from Yabobo’s house the night before yesterday, maybe it’s a coincidence, I can also see some things that humans can’t see, then There are dead spirits suppressed all around, those faces that are dying, those faces that are overly frightened, so I guess maybe you can see it too, the third point, a man should say that the character of a young man is calm enough, but I also have depression I can't stop being lonely, so you are no exception, but you live very happily here. When I first came in, I saw a lot of instant noodle boxes here, and when I went out just now, I couldn't feel any other life around me. Human breath, so you have raised ghosts here, right?" Nuo Dehua's mentality has recovered from the timidity, nervousness, and fear just now, and his eyes are fixed on Feng Chengyi. With his unprecedented close and meticulous observation skills, and his calm aura carries a natural majesty, it is no wonder that the Youn family will let him take over the position of patriarch.

Nuo Dehua sighed deeply, this matter has been in his heart for nine years, every time he wakes up from a nap, the man's face will appear in front of him, the fear in his heart is getting deeper every year, he At the beginning, he left the word "no case" just hoping that someone could help him, even if he listened to his inner voice, but after nine years, no one has come to him, maybe today is destined.

Nuo Dehua moved his mouth and began to speak: "You are right, I was scared from the first time I saw you, because you are 7% like that man, the only difference is that your breath is transparent He is holy, but his breath is full of evil spirits. I can see those strange things because my mother's blood flows from my body. My mother's family is an ancient family in Japan. In the early years of Japan, Onmyoji It's very popular, and it just so happens that my great-great-great-grandfather was one of them and a great one."

"It can't be the Hojo family, right?" Feng Chengyi joked with a smile.

"I have a friend named Hojo Youji." Feng Chengyi explained lightly, this world is really small.

"Cousin You?" Nuo Dehua yelled, it's too coincidental: "You can't be the little wing that Cousin You said, the genius with an IQ over 5 at the age of 200." Nuo Dehua said with affirmation shouted in tone.

Feng Chengyi nodded with a smile, since everyone is familiar with each other, it may be more convenient to talk.

"You don't look like an onmyoji, and when you talk about ghosts, you still act calmly. I guess you are not afraid." Detectives are detectives after all, and Nuo Dehua is one of them Detective, of course, his observations are also very nuanced.

"It's not that I'm not afraid, it's just that I haven't met anyone who makes me afraid." When Feng Chengyi said these words, he suddenly felt another force coming from his stomach, as if to prove his words, The hands unconsciously attached to his stomach again.

"Could it be that you have it?" Nuo Dehua suddenly said something surprising.

As soon as his words came out, all eyes were on Feng Chengyi.

Feng Chengyi's usually elegant face turned red at this moment, a little embarrassed: "I'm a man."

Even so, when he said this, suddenly even he himself became a little less confident.

"I think so." Nuo Dehua said humorously, "However, your hands are always stroking your stomach unconsciously, and you didn't feel sour at all when you ate sour just now, so I have this feeling. Thoughts, please don’t get me wrong.”

Feng Chengyi smiled and said it was fine.But Nuo Dehua's words undoubtedly sounded the alarm in his heart. Even Maupassant said before that he would always touch his stomach unconsciously. Feng Chengyi is not an ignorant person, and he will not ignorantly say 100% of men will not get pregnant. If Fengcheng Yi is not from the Fengcheng family, maybe he will say so, but he is from the Fengcheng family. Since God has given him incredible power, since there are really Qinglong and Qinglong in this world. Baihu, then it is not impossible for a man to get pregnant, or Feng Chengyi's pregnancy is also a possible condition.

I don't know why when he thought of this possibility, his heart was so sweet. Before, he said that Feng Chengyi would not have a descendant in this life, but now the heaven seemed to give him an accident.

No, maybe it wasn't the pregnancy everyone thought, but at this moment his heart was really sweet, very sweet.

Daddy, can I conceive your child too?

Never thought that the heart is so expecting and caring.

Yes, Feng Chengyi admitted that he cared, he cared that he was not Feng Chengyu's only son, he cared, other women could bear children for Feng Chengyu, not that there must be a child as proof of love.

But Feng Chengyi damn cared.

The hand touched his stomach unconsciously again. Is there really their child here?

Hahahaha……

As if to respond to Feng Chengyi's thoughts, that lovely and young voice once again passed into Feng Chengyi's ears.

After bidding farewell to Nuo Dehua, everyone embarked on the journey back to New York. In order to prove the existence of that voice, and to prove that everything before was not a dream, Feng Chengyi spoke to that tender voice.

"Baby, take us back to the car where we came yesterday, okay?" Just as the voice in my heart fell, the warm air around them began to move, enveloping them tightly, and then trees fell from them one after another. whistling past.

With the previous experience, Feng Chengya and the others didn't have much fear this time, maybe they already had a certain mentality.

Time passed quickly, maybe only a few minutes, and they returned to the wide road. They didn't come back for nearly two days. The car was still intact, but there was a lot of dust on the surface.

Then everyone set off to return to New York. Today's trip allowed Feng Chengyi to confirm the fact that Feng Chengye was indeed still alive. It should not be said that Feng Chengye's soul was still alive.

The matter may be coming to an end soon, but Feng Chengyi's strange thing is that if Nuo Dehua saw Feng Chengye's ghost, Feng Chengye has no reason not to know that Nuo Dehua saw him, if Feng Chengye knew, So what does the existence of Nord Hua mean?

What kind of things exist in the middle that he doesn't know?

What is the purpose of that person caught between them and Feng Chengye?