born criminal

"Mr. Jeffrey contacted me again today." In the car, Andrew said to Yang Zhou.

"Strange," Yang Zhou twitched his lips, and said sarcastically, "He doesn't bother to talk to me now."

"may be because……"

"I don't want you to answer, Andrew." Yang Zhou thought it was funny, "You should really learn from D3 in this regard."

Andrew turned the steering wheel [-] degrees precisely, and said solemnly, "I'm learning."

"What did Jeffrey say to scare people again?" Yang Zhou joked, but he was worried in his heart.

Andrew organized Jeffrey's message today, and said succinctly: "The internal turmoil of the White Dove faction is about to usher in a big change. Michelle and White may become the new power holders."

Michelle and White...these two names are no strangers.They are the extreme radicals of the White Dove faction, they often appear in the reports of major media, and they are known for their shocking speech.These two people not only advocated restricting the various rights of born criminals politically, but even hated them very much-because of some personal reasons.Michelle and White's control of the White Dove faction will definitely set off another bloodbath.

Yang Zhou stared at the dark gray road ahead, wanted to sigh, but held back.Although he never expected the White Dove Faction to be completely defeated, their recovery speed was indeed too fast.Today, he is no longer able to watch the fire from the other side as he did back then, watching the two of them attack dogs.He couldn't help but fell into the chaos before the storm, was torn by the huge vortex, and fell into the depths.

Yang Zhou regained his scattered mind and asked Andrew, "Do you remember the communication frequency band that Colonel Zhou mentioned before entering the base?"

Of course Andrew remembered, he was a robot.

"I told Irene about it, yes—it's Irene," Yangzhou said, "You pay attention to receiving the signal, she may contact us."

Andrew nodded to express his understanding, and asked after a while: "Then... what about Chen Jian?"

"Chen Jian?" Yang Zhou repeated, hanging his head to play with the seat belt in front of him that had lost its elasticity, his tone sounded very flat, "He should have something in his hand...he wants to threaten the United Nations and make the base independent."

"What is it?" Andrew was worried about world peace and security, and asked quickly, "Weapons of mass destruction?"

"It's unlikely. The raw materials of many weapons are prohibited from being sold to the base. Even if they can be bought on the black market, the quantity will definitely not be many. What kind of genetic experiments are they doing... I also want to know." Yang Zhou felt his mind was in a mess. Really, I tried to catch that fleeting thought several times, but I couldn’t do it, so I slapped the car door anxiously, causing the old antique to make a teeth-piercing creak.

In front of the co-pilot was a lucky cat ornament that had long been out of fashion, with a silly smile, and following the bump, he waved at Yangzhou even more.

This expression is a bit like the little lion that Chen Jian gave him... Yangzhou looked at it for a while, and his heart that was oppressed and breathless gradually broke free from its restraints, as if being flooded by warm water, it gradually calmed down.

"It's not been a day or two since the White Dove faction and the Rose faction have been fighting each other. No one can completely destroy the other. As long as they are still fighting, the situation will always maintain a certain balance." Yang Zhou tried his best to separate out from the mess. Tie Li: "But now that the base forces headed by Chen Jian want to disrupt the situation, the balance will definitely be broken. What will happen to the final situation... I can't predict it."

"The base has no armed forces." Andrew said, "I don't think they have any weapons that can threaten the United Nations. From this point of view, Chen Jian is too reckless."

"He has his reasons." A strange smile appeared on Yang Zhou's face, like a sympathetic understanding, but also mixed with unbearable sympathy, "The Rose faction is still playing politics, it's not really born to commit crimes People fight for their rights. If they are allowed to compete with the white dove faction, the abolition of the "Quarantine Act" may not be until the year of the monkey. Chen Jian is a dangerous move. No matter whether the independence request can finally be recognized by the United Nations, at least it has aroused the whole world. Notice."

Andrew listened silently, with a serious expression.A coquettish piranha building passed by outside the car window, and a poplar tree that looked like a withered claw passed by. After thinking for a moment, he asked Yangzhou: "Then what should we do?"

Before Yang Zhou could answer, Andrew discovered the problem himself—he kept asking Yang Zhou what to do.This is not normal, because it is generally believed that robots are more rational and have better thinking skills.

"How did Jeffrey order you? He doesn't know that you have changed the commander level."

Andrew was silent for a few seconds, and then told the truth - Jeffrey ordered him, if Chen Jian was really conducting genetic experiments, then destroy all evidence, and then create an "accidental death", and they will help the new forces come to power.

With a sound of "thrust and pull", the entire seat belt was pulled out by Yang Zhou, and it slammed into the front windshield violently.

In the quiet carriage, Andrew heard the chaotic heartbeat of his commanding officer.Yang Zhou sat motionless, as if the destruction just now had nothing to do with him.The lines of his side face are still beautiful and smooth, but the brows and the corners of his mouth are slightly frozen, revealing the master's panic.

God, he is so sad... Andrew turned the camera to the front, not knowing what to say.If only D3 was there, he thought.

The window was not closed tightly, and the cold wind kept pouring in.The chill made Yangzhou into a cocoon, he stared at the lucky cat in front of him, and said softly for a long time: "I must stop Chen Jian."

Andrew turned his head and saw that he had returned to his usual calmness, so he let out a "hmm".

"The genetic experiments they conducted may be harmful to ordinary people." Yang Zhou pointed to the colorful sign not far away, indicating that Andrew had arrived at his destination.He opened the car door, his fair and slender fingers glowed softly under the light, he used this beautiful hand to pin his long hair behind his ears, and smiled at Andrew, "And... I don't want him to die. "

His voice was very low, and his words were mixed with sighs, which were quickly blown away by the north wind.

New Year's Eve is the day for family reunion.Yangzhou walked into the Chinese restaurant he had made an appointment with Smith, and was taken aback by the crowded scene inside.

This restaurant has always been very popular at the base, and it is even more lively today.The waiter led Yang Zhou to the reserved box, Smith stood up and shook hands with him: "Mr. Yang, I haven't seen you for a while."

Smith has lost a lot of weight, and now he can see the toes of his shoes when he lowers his head. Yangzhou half-jokingly congratulated him.

Smith waved his hand embarrassingly: "I was busy a while ago, so I lost weight before I knew it."

"I know you're busy," Yangzhou quoted the description in the newspaper, "Mr. Smith, a well-known writer, lived in the harsh environment of No. [-] base for six years, only pursuing true and valuable news. He is an admirable reporter. .”

Public opinion and circumstances are very delicate things.Smith shot to fame after reporting on Lily's kidnapping.At that time, the eyes of the whole world were focused on Base No. [-]. With the advantages of living here all year round, he made a series of high-quality follow-up reports on the kidnapping case. In just over a month, he transformed from a low-level reporter to a status quo reporter. Solid emerging opinion leaders.Even the days when he was idle in the base and wild cranes were praised as hard work for his ideals, which made people laugh and cry.

"Mr. Yang, don't mock me." Smith bangs his head against the wall exaggeratedly, Yang Zhou quickly grabs him, and the two look at each other and laugh.

Smith has already ordered the dishes, no more, no less, with proper meat and vegetables.Some newly cultivated vegetable varieties have also appeared on the dining table impressively, which shows that the coalition government has been really generous recently.

"It's all thanks to Mr. Yang." Smith raised his hand boldly and made a forward movement, as if offering him the excitement as a gift, "It's not bad that the Rose faction is in power. If you didn't stop I reported on them... well, anyway, thank you."

Yang Zhou didn't think he had any credit for it.The current situation is changing every minute and every second. The best choice at that time may plant the seeds of conflict for future conflicts.His strength is too weak, even if he is like Smith and Chen Jian, he is just a small person struggling desperately in the waves.

But Yangzhou doesn't want to talk about it tonight.

"Drink some during the Spring Festival." Smith poured two glasses of liquor tacitly, clinked glasses with Yang Zhou, and said, "Happy New Year."

They only picked light-hearted topics to talk about. Later, Smith drank too much and praised his clever and lovely nephew endlessly. The conversation was full of envy for the brothers' happy family.After the meal, Yangzhou took a lot of effort to send him back to his shabby residence. Smith chased after him and asked with his tongue out, "Don't go, is there any news?"

Yangzhou had no choice but to promise to tell him the first news, and Smith was satisfied, and fell asleep on the narrow hard bed.

Compared to the bustle of the restaurant, Fang Xingjia's New Year's Eve dinner seemed a bit dull.The silence lasted for more than 2 minutes during the banquet, and the silence was no longer as comfortable as before. There seemed to be an invisible timer in the air, ticking to remind the gradually accumulated embarrassment.

"I told you not to cook so many dishes, it's a waste." Chen Jian picked up the wine glass, raised his head meaningfully, and drank it dry.

"Aunt Huang did it all, I didn't contribute much." Fang Xing didn't make it in time to clink glasses with him.

The room was quiet for a while, Chen Jian glanced at the time once again, and made up his mind to leave: "Then I'll go back first?"

Fang Xing was taken aback, and blurted out: "No way!"

His lips were shiny, and the sword on his chin was like some kind of mysterious and terrifying totem, with a faint murderous look.

Chen Jian drank a lot of wine, although he was not drunk, his reaction was slow.He propped his head lazily, and glanced at Fang Xing with a half-smile, "Why not?"

The atmosphere at this time cannot be said to be not gentle, and it tempts people to let go of their guard and open their hearts.Fang Xing picked up a chopstick from the table, poked the tip of Chen Jian's nose from the air, and complained word by word: "We value sex over friends."

Chen Jian didn't deny it either, and a continuous smile came out of his eyes.He grabbed Fang Xing's chopsticks, gently pushed them away, and said sincerely: "If you have someone you like, I will fully support you."

"Really?" The light above the head was too bright, even if you closed your eyes, it made your eye sockets sour.Fang Xing asked: "Will you support me?"

"Of course." Chen Jian never regarded Fang Xing as an enemy, even though they have become far apart now.He stood up shaking, and patted Fang Xing on the shoulder, "You still have a lot of time to find true love, Yangzhou and I are only a few days away."

The corner of Fang Xing's mouth curled up slightly: "When will he leave?"

Chen Jian shook his head.He avoided asking this question, and Yang Zhou didn't take the initiative to confess.

"When will we issue a statement of independence?"

"Just wait, the White Pigeon faction will make a move." Chen Jian yawned, took the coat from the coat rack, and waved his hand to signal Fang Xing not to give it away.Reaching into his pocket, he suddenly felt a sharp, hard object. He took it out and took a look, then threw it to Fang Xing, "D3 saw it when I was packing today, and you carved the Tower of Babel when you were ten years old. "

"You still have it... Thank you." Fang Xing rubbed the rough carving with his fingertips, and suddenly a crazy thought came to his mind - he is mine, no one can separate us, I must tell him I love he.

Chen Jian opened the door, Fang Xing was about to call him, but Chen Jian stopped.Fang Xing held his little tower tightly, his heart started beating uncontrollably, and he asked in a strange voice, "What's wrong?"

"You said..." Chen Jian hesitated for a long time, the expectations and agitation in his heart were like twinkling stars in the sky, which was very clear in this moonless night.He asked softly: "You said... If we win, will Yangzhou be with me?"

With a "click", Fang Xing crushed his Tongtian Tower. "Are you dreaming?" He no longer concealed his acrimony, "How could he stay in this wretched place?"

Although Chen Jian had seen it clearly a long time ago, there was always a little fantasy hidden in his heart, which was completely broken by Fang Xing now.

"Exactly." He replied sadly.

On the way back, Chen Jian was not in a good mood. After seeing the strange red light from the inside to the outside of his villa, he felt even more headache.

"D3, what are you doing!" Chen Jian angrily pushed open the door, getting goosebumps from the bright red that filled his vision.

"Say it's festive."

That sound is so nice.Chen Jian turned his head slowly, and saw Yang Zhou by the fireplace.The gaudy red light above his head hit him, blending into a light pink, like a peach blossom in early spring, blooming reservedly.

Seeing him standing silently, Yang Zhou frowned subconsciously: "You're not drunk again, are you?"

"No, I can drink well." Chen Jian strode up to him, embraced him, lowered his head and sniffed, as if there was really a fragrance of flowers.

Yang Zhou hit his chest with his elbow: "Let go."

"Don't let it go." Chen Jian smiled triumphantly, and slowly stroked his right hand along his back, "Actually, you like me very much, don't you. I heard that someone at UNPO touched you before, and you almost killed him. "

Yang Zhou is not such an unreasonable person, Antonio ended up like this because he couldn't ask for it and tried to drug Yang Zhou.But he didn't explain, and threatened solemnly: "Do you want to try too?"

"That will have to wait until I'm asleep." Chen Jian lay down on the sofa and said half-truthfully, "I'm very skilled. If you don't hurry up, you won't have a chance in the future."

This sentence suddenly hurt Yang Zhou, he asked coldly, "Are you really rushing to die?"

"You can't expect me to order." Chen Jian glared at him lightly, and smiled again, "If we are really independent, you will be a foreigner, and it will be difficult to apply for citizenship. Marrying me is fine, But I have to think about it..."

"Chen Jian!" Yang Zhou grabbed him by the collar and pulled him up, "Speak well!"

Chen Jian's smile disappeared.He covered the back of Yangzhou's hand and gently opened his five fingers. His movements were slow and his tone was listless, "Why are you angry? I know independence is difficult, but I will not die. Even if it fails... your coalition government is so Humanely, political prisoners will not be sentenced to death, and the maximum will be 200 years, and I will be given food and drink in prison. No matter how you look at it, I will not suffer."

Yangzhou felt a little itchy in his eyes, he pursed his lips tightly, and flinched as if he was overwhelmed by the severe cold. "Why? Why do you have to?"

"If I wanted to stay in the base for the rest of my life and die a mediocre death, I wouldn't have followed Vladimir at the beginning, and I wouldn't have gotten to where I am today step by step. Some mistakes need to be corrected, even if most people turn a blind eye to them. And there are certain roads that once set foot on, there is no way to turn back." Chen Jian is used to making jokes, and he always hates to speak his mind in such a serious way, and feels that he has become weak.But in front of Yangzhou, it seems that it doesn't matter to be weak once.Chen Jian held his index finger, put it to his lips and kissed it, and said, "But I'm really grateful for my choice back then, otherwise I wouldn't have met you."

His kiss was like a needle pierced into the fingertips, making Yangzhou feel the pain of his fingers connecting his heart.He shook off Chen Jian's hand forcefully, his chest heaving abruptly.

Chen Jian looked at him with sincerity, calmness, and a gentle smile, not at all glib as usual.But Yang Zhou felt like he was stuck in his throat, he just wanted to throw this liar into the sea so that he would never see the light of day.

There was a silence in the room, with a plastic red light, like a scene from a comical movie.Chen Jian was also quite uncomfortable after confessing, and shouted angrily: "D3, get out!"

"What's the matter?" D3 came out of the small room unhurriedly, and Andrew walked awkwardly in small steps, following behind him like a servant.

"Change the lights."

"Why?" D3 was not very happy, "How lucky is red."

"Spicy eyes." Chen Jian was annoyed.

"Look," Andrew was being teased all day, and finally found a chance to exhale: "I have already said that there is a problem with your aesthetic system."

"Shut up!" D3 became annoyed again.

Ten minutes later, the two robots started a new round of bickering, Yang Zhou was staring at the phone absently, while Chen Jian was staring at him in a daze.Suddenly, there was a "bang" sound from outside the window, and countless bright fragments of light exploded in the sky, like waves splashing from the Milky Way, layer upon layer, gradually covering the thick ink-like night.

It's so beautiful, Yangzhou thought. The technology in the base is backward, but the pyrotechnics and holographic projections are quite eye-catching.

"It's twelve o'clock!" There was a burst of cheers from D3's loudspeaker.He twisted his bulky body and took a hard look at Andrew: "It's the new year, I won't quarrel with you anymore."

Hearing these words, Yang Zhou looked at Chen Jian quietly.Those emotions stuck in the heart suddenly turned into a light mist and melted into the gorgeous light and shadow outside the window, making it hard to find.

Don't think about the past, don't think about the future, the present is already precious.

"Happy New Year." Chen Jian leaned over and casually kissed Yangzhou on the side of his face.

"Ah."