Sara

Linshu successfully left the palace, but was stopped at the entrance to the old city in the new city.

On one side of the transparent wall is the new urban area, with tall buildings and roads circling between the floors. The overall white city is dotted with eye-catching green, and there is no trace of smoke and dust. From time to time, airships fly through the sky, casting holographic images;

On the other side is the old city, full of low-rise factory buildings, without a layout plan, the streets and houses are dirty and messy, and the whole is gray and decayed, like a dying old man whose blood has been drained.

Linshu has a tall and straight figure, and his clothes are clean and tidy, but they are very old. The logos of various brands on the overalls have been washed so that the original colors cannot be seen clearly.

The staff at the passage office have seen many such people. They are usually born in the old city, work in the new city, and go home on holidays.

"I'm an employee of Mistletoe Pharmaceutical Company..." Linshu took out an employee card from his jacket, "Send the medicine to the branch factory in the old city."

"Oh, I've heard of it." The staff nodded and looked at the box behind Linshu, "Do you often do charity?"

"Yes, we hope that people in the old city can also enjoy high-quality medical services. This starts with providing enough medicines. The old city has too many people."

Linshu smiled at the staff. He has handsome facial features and clear lines, and his hair is neatly cut. He looks very energetic, which made the staff who didn't like the people in the old city look so conflicted.

The staff member raised his chin at him: "Open the box and have a look."

"The raw materials in the box cannot come into contact with the air, and then they must be operated in a vacuum environment."

Linshu spoke nonsense frankly, with sincere eyes as if he had never lied in his life, "Here are the documents."

The staff took the folder from Linshu, briefly read the densely packed words inside, fixed his eyes on the final red official seal, and pointed to the security gate beside him: "Okay, let's scan it."

Linshu nodded, and dragged the box to the security gate. He wasn't worried. The technicians of the Old Town Branch had made a foolproof disguise for the box, even fooling the guards of the palace. Of course, there would be no problems here.

Sure enough, he walked over calmly without any accidents.

"and many more……"

Someone stopped him from behind, Linshu pretended to be surprised and turned around: "What's wrong?"

The staff member behind him took a few steps quickly, walked through the security gate to Linshu's side: "I thought of something, recently there have been many people from the old city stealing in the new city, many of them are like you, in the new city Work."

That's a little offensive.

But Linshu felt that he was not the one who was offended. After all, he really stole something, and it might be the most expensive item in this country, but no one dared to set a price.

He glanced at the surveillance camera out of the corner of his eye, and realized that they were in a subtle blind spot, so he put his hand into his arms and sighed...

He took out a stack of banknotes and handed them to the staff.

The staff member stretched his brows and eyes, gave him a look of "you are very good", hummed a little song and returned to his job.

Linshu took a deep look at the box at hand.

As expected of a man who emptied the national treasury by himself, this strange passivity of consuming other people's resources seems to be indistinguishable from friend to foe.

He called the contact person at Mistletoe Medicine's Old Town branch, and soon the contact person, Irina, drove to pick him up.

The Mistletoe Pharmaceutical Company is secretly supporting the rebel army. To be precise, it is basically composed of people from the rebel army. Irina is one of the main leaders of the rebel army in the capital of the empire.

"You did a good job. I thought this operation would fail... You have to prepare for the worst every time to get a surprise." Irina drove the car and said to the co-pilot Linshu.

"The follow-up problem is how to withdraw our people. The emperor is missing, and the palace will definitely investigate thoroughly."

Lin Shu relaxed his tense mind, rubbed his forehead, "After withdrawing, I guess the stronghold here will not be available anymore."

"This is not something you should worry about. You have done a good job this time. The next thing to do is to have a good rest." Irina turned the car into an alley and stepped on the brakes.

"I will. I haven't had a vacation for two years." Linshu yawned and got out of the car to help Irina take out the box.

The air in the old city is terrible, a lot of industrial waste gas fills every road and every house in the old city, Linshu stayed in the palace for a long time, and he couldn't help coughing when he came back.

They entered a factory owned by the Mistletoe Pharmaceutical Company through the back door, and Irina arranged a lounge for him, and left with the others with the box.

Linshu watched them take away the emperor he had "stolen" so hard, and his mood was unexpectedly complicated.

He was going to sleep first, but saw a child jumping in the door, it was Irina's son Phil.

"Long time no see." Linshu leaned on the sofa and waved to Phil. The child rushed to his side in two or three steps, called his brother a few times, then went back and closed the door, and walked back nervously.

"Mom said you went to the palace, have you seen the emperor?" Phil asked.

Others didn't know what he brought back, and the kid certainly didn't know either.Lin Shu thought for a while, then nodded: "I see."

The emperor of this country has never shown his face in front of the people. Everyone knows that they have an emperor, and his name is Zacharias Jehophasa, but no one has seen it. In this era of highly developed information, As long as the emperor has appeared in public, he should leave traces.

However, Linshu knew that Yofasa's condition was really not suitable for appearing in front of the stage. If he was the old stuff in the meeting cabinet, he would not let the emperor be seen by the public.

"Then what does he look like?" Phil continued to ask enthusiastically.

People are always curious about unknown things. Phil grew up in the rebel army and hated the emperor like all adults, but he couldn't help but wanted to know what the emperor looked like.

"It's very good-looking, much prettier than mine." Linshu thought about it, and gave up using rhetorical words to describe it, although the guy deserves to be described in full detail, "If you see him, you will definitely want to marry him as your wife."

"I don't want it, I want to marry Little Jasmine as my wife." Phil curled his lips, not believing that anyone is prettier than his good friend, "Then he is also prettier than Little Jasmine?"

"That's not true, your little Jasmine is prettier." Linshu patted Phil's head, suddenly there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and the lounge door was pushed open.

Linshu looked up in astonishment, saw Irina gasping for breath, and asked Phil to go out with two gestures, and she would be alone with Linshu: "I'm sorry, your vacation has to be cancelled, we have to assign you a very important task .”

"Ok?"

"Send Yofasha to the headquarters in Hesel." Irina said slowly.

Linshu pointed to himself: "Me?"

Irina nodded: "You."

Linshu looked distressed: "Am I alone?"

Irina nodded: "We don't have more people. I don't trust the others. I can't let them know who Yofasa is."

"What happened?" Linshu couldn't figure it out.

Irina sighed and led Linshu to another room.

Yofasha had already come out of the box and was lying on the bed with another oxygen mask on his face. His hair was messy all over the bed, his hands were unconsciously pressing on his chest, his face was flushed, and he looked out of breath.

"He is?" Linshu was a little nervous.

Irina explained: "His body cannot accept the air of the old city."

One breath will lead to respiratory failure, and a few more breaths may cause death.

Zhou knew that Yuefasha's body was very bad because of the gene defect, but Linshu didn't expect it to be so bad.

"The main reason is that the pollution in the old city is too serious. Ordinary people will get sick after staying for a few years."

Irina shook her head, "We originally planned to let him stay here for a while, and wait for the headquarters to send someone to pick him up, but now it seems that he can't stay, let alone the air, he must not drink the water, or send him to the new city , or leave the imperial capital directly."

"But I..."

"It was you who advocated giving up the assassination and hijacking instead." Irina interrupted Linshu's prevarication.

"Is it too late to go back and kill him directly?"

"You know his cost." Irina's eyes were burning.

You know, expensive, very expensive, so expensive that no one is willing to do anything to him, losing a hair makes people feel that money is burning.Linshu knows, he knows too well.

"Okay, but I'm not sure if I can do this well." Lin Shu sighed.

"The headquarters is sending people, and we will adjust the plan halfway, and we won't let you send it all the way to the headquarters."

Irina comforted him, "But you have to be careful, the main target of the empire is their emperor, so they will definitely chase you."

It sounded like a young lady who had kidnapped someone and was going to elope.

Lin Shu was not very opposed to this task, he was mainly worried that he could not take good care of the pampered emperor.

His eyes fell on Yofasa's face again, at this time Yofasha had recovered a lot, he was his Sleeping Beauty again, two rows of golden eyelashes caught the light from the window.

Not bad.Lin Shu thought so, and took over the task of the organization.

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Yofasa slept for a long time, and when he woke up, his head hurt, his arms hurt, and his waist hurt.

No matter who is stuffed in the box and keeps the same posture for hundreds of kilometers, this will happen.

He opened his eyes, and above his head was not the bed curtain of the bedroom, but a cheap-looking chandelier;

He sat up, the bed beneath him was not as hard as the wicker chair he sat in the garden;

He looked around, seeing the old walls and the table with peeling paint, the furnishings should be a hotel.

What an amazing experience, he has never lived in such a dilapidated place since he grew up.

Then Yofasa saw Linshu coming out from behind a door.

Then, Linshu saw Yofasha in a daze.

From Linshu’s perspective, Yofasa is in a daze. In fact, he is thinking and recalling. He used to be used to divergent thinking and then converging. Others can think of "ah, the sea is so beautiful" at most in a second, but he can think from it. Why is the sea so beautiful? Think about the specific composition of the stones in the depth of 6000 in the sea, but the emperor who lost the supply can only slow down his own operation speed, so as to prolong the thinking time.

"Are you thirsty?" Linshu thought that the emperor would fight with him when he woke up, but now it seemed that there was no risk.

He put a glass of water on the table next to Yofasha, and took out a chair and sat down.

Yofasa came back to his senses, without saying a word, he silently picked up the glass and took a sip.

His every move reveals the restraint and elegance of a noble... Just when Linshu thought so, the elegant emperor stopped drinking water, and gracefully poured water and a cup on him.

Linshu only had time to cover his face.

"What kind of old digital product are you, is there a delay in losing your temper?" The drenched Linshu stood up with a cup and wiped the water from his forehead and chin.

He decided that if this guy insisted on pinching him, he must teach Yofasha a lesson, at most he would not slap him in the face.

However, Yofasa didn't look particularly angry, he just frowned—his frown was very small, and his pale golden eyebrows were slightly depressed:

"I can't drink the tap water."

Thank you, I wrote another messy chapter. My brain told me that you need logic. Originally, I wanted to start writing directly from the Princess Palace... His Majesty the Emperor woke up, but I have written everything, what else can I do.

Let the little emperor do the next chapter.