Chapter 132
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Chapter 132: Happy New Year
The snow is getting smaller and smaller.
It’s getting darker and darker.
On the roof of a building next to the low house, Lin Qiye sat quietly there, with two black boxes beside him, like a stone sculpture, which did not move for a long time.
The city, like the sea level, extends to the end of the field of vision, farther and farther, more and more dark, at the junction of the ground and the sky, a sunset slanting, to the jagged building shadow set with gold.
The light of the evening shone on Lin Qiye’s body, pulling his back for a long time…
Those deep eyes contain the light of the sun, watching the busy family in the distance, his mouth with a smile, the breeze brushed the youth’s black hair, the air seems to be filled with the fragrance of food.
I do not know how long after, a man walked slowly to his side, looking at the family, after a long time, slowly opened his mouth:
“Any regrets?”
In the sunset, Lin Qiye shook his head slightly, “No regrets.”
“You won’t be going back any time soon, and the more often you come back, the more people will notice.” Leng Xuan sat down beside him and said.
“I know.”
“Actually, if you hadn’t come today, nothing would have happened to them.”
Lin seven nights turned his head, confused looking at Lengxuan.
“Do you think that Captain’s talk about protecting your family is just talk?” Leng Xuan’s mouth slightly hooked, he stretched out his hand, pointing to the distance of the low room,
“That day, when the captain and the deputy team came to your home to send materials, they posted a forbidden object named [Weiyang] at your door, which is like a transparent note that can open a small forbidden market.
If someone with bad intentions tries to break Weiyang’s perimeter, it will activate and transport all the creatures that have been marked in the house to another marker, which is under the Peace Office, for their safety.
Lin seven nights a Zheng, he never heard Chen Muye mentioned the existence of [Weiyang], more do not know aunt and Yang Jin, when has been under the protection of forbidden things.
“[Weiyang]…” Lin seven nights mumbling.
“Like the” No Ring Airspace “, it is one of the few man-made forbidden markets of the Night’s Watch, but the price of this thing is not cheap, even within the Night’s Watch, not many people can use this thing.” Speaking of this, Lengxuan seemed to think of something, and the voice gradually softened down,
“But we, Squad 136, pretty much everyone’s family has this thing.”
Lin Qiye asked blankly: “Why?”
Lengxuan has a deep meaning to look at him, “Do you think… Why is the captain so poor?”
Lin Qiye’s body shook slightly, and soon thought of something, and stared into the distance.
Leng Xuan patted his shoulder, picked up the gun case, turned and walked downstairs, his voice with the breeze to the ears of Lin seven nights.
“Come on, you won’t be able to eat this family’s New Year’s Eve dinner, but the other family… You are always welcome.”
Lin seven nights deeply looked at the direction of home, where aunt is carrying a plate of fresh hot food, placed on a small wooden table, Yang Jin sat beside, smiling.
After a moment, he smiled helplessly, stood up and walked towards the corridor.
Just then, a black and small mangy dog appeared in front of him, running quickly, rubbing his head against Lin Qiya’s ankle.
“Toady?” Lin seven nights surprise low body, gently rubbing its head with his hand.
Little black licking Lin Qiya’s hand, a hiccup.
“What did you eat? And he burped…” Lin Qiye smiled.
He picked him up and carried him to the bottom of the building, where he placed him on the stairs and whispered:
“I’m going to go, and you’re going to go home, and tonight, you’re going to have a treat…”
He rubbed his stomach, got up, picked up the two black boxes, and finally looked up at the closed door and turned toward the dark sky.
He stepped on the white snow, leaving a straight footprint that stretched into the distance…
…
Ding-dong –!
Welcome!
Lin Qiye just opened the door of the office, a strong flavor of vegetables will come, the full contact of grease and ingredients, issued a sizzling sound, with the shaking of the pot body, issued a rhythmic crackling sound.
The most soothing sound in the world.
Red Tassel sat at the table, a pair of eyes staring at the stewed old goose on the table, hard to swallow a few saliva, a pair of restless hands quietly to the goose leg touch…
Paaaah!
Wu Xiangnan’s chopsticks quickly clamped red Tassel’s hand, “wait for everyone to eat.”
“I… I’ll take one bite, one bite!” Red tassel cautiously held out a finger.
“No.”
Red Tassel wronged bowed his head, put his chopsticks on the table, like a salty fish that was pumped out of his dream, soft on the table.
Suddenly, out of her peripheral vision, she saw Lin Qiya who entered the room, and her eyes lit up again.
“Seven nights, are you okay?”
“I’m fine.” Lin Qiye shook his head, “Did you catch the man who shot the arrow?”
Hong Ying pursed her lips, shook her head with a bitter face, “No, the guy ran too fast, and I dared not chase him with the forbidden market in the city in the daytime, so I let him run away…”
Lin Qiye nodded thoughtfully, “Nothing, he should have no malicious intent, just identity…”
The identity of the mysterious person, Lin seven nights has been very concerned, can know the location of his home is not many people, but also know where the crazy scorpion team ambushed, since it is not the night watchman, who has so much energy?
“Is the captain still cooking?” Wen Qimo came up from the basement, touched his shriveled stomach and asked.
“I have been busy for nearly two hours, and this is still with Xiao Nan helping me. I don’t know how much food he plans to cook. I am starving to death.”
Red Ying said with a sad face.
After a few more minutes, the kitchen was finally quiet, and Chen Muye came out with a large pot of fish soup, followed by Si Xiaonan, who was carrying bowls and chopsticks.
Finally, everyone took their seats.
One long table, eight seats, sixteen delicious dishes.
Chen Muye, Wu Xiangnan, Hong Ying, Wen Qimo, Lin Qiye, Si Xiaonan, Leng Xuan…… There was also an empty seat, where a man named Zhao Kongcheng should have been sitting.
Chen Muye slowly picked up the glass in his hand, the orange beer swung out a faint halo under the light, his eyes swept over the people.
“In this year, old people died, new people joined, a lot of things happened…
But, once again, we managed to protect the city for a whole year.
As the leader of Squad 136, as the night watchman, I would like to thank all of you for the countless lives of this Cangnan city.”
Chen Muye stood upright, bowed deeply to the audience, and then raised his head, his eyes full of seriousness:
“I hope next year, we will still be sitting here… Not a few.
Everybody,
Happy New Year.”
All of them stood up from their positions, raised their glasses high in their hands, collided together, issuing a jingling crisp sound, and drinks rolled in different glasses, like golden wheat waves, connected to each other.
“Happy New Year!!”
…
Whoosh –!
Snap –!!
Successive firecrackers came from a distance, bright fireworks rose from every corner of the city, blooming in the black night sky, colorful fireworks swaying in the wind, gradually dissipated without trace.
“Draco, looks like this year, it’s just the three of us.”
Baili Pangpang handed Shen Qingzhu the canned beer in his hand, and the latter stared at the gorgeous sky, which came to his senses.
“No alcohol during work.” Shen Qingzhu shook his head.
“Drink a little, even the half monk Cao Yuan has drunk, you are a worker, still in this pretentiousness?” Baili Pangpang grinned and pointed to the ceiling above his head, “Besides, the bodyguard group has arrived, even if you drink and pass out, no one in Cangnan City can hurt me.”
“But…”
“It’s the boss’s order!”
“… All right.”
Shen Qingzhu opened the can pull ring, issued the bubble sound, Caoyuan also holding beer, came forward…
In a cramped, dank love hotel, three teenagers sit by the window, watching the fireworks and clashing their beers together.
“Happy New Year!”
…
In a dark underground cavity.
Wearing a black cloak, Anqing fish sat quietly on the stone platform, the chess board in front of him had disappeared, replaced by a bottle of Sprite that had been drunk for the most part.
The hazy moonlight fell from the overhead grid, illuminating the lower half of the underground space, and the distant sound of fireworks came leisurely and echoed in the empty space.
Anqing fish looked at the moonlight above her head, silent for a long time, and slowly raised the Sprite in her hand.
“Happy New Year.”
He muttered to himself.