Dragon Clan: Reboot Life

Chapter 122 Living Alone
"...Qilan, who are you learning from to whet your appetite, I feel a dull pain in my heart right now... Don't hang up, tell me what surprise you want before hanging up!"

Lu Mingfei looked at the hung up phone and sighed.

"What's wrong?" The little boy in a neat suit sat on the edge of the roof and looked back at him.

"Qilan said that he prepared a gift for me, and he will give it to me when I go back this time." Lu Mingfei stuffed his phone into his trouser pocket and leaned against the railing on the edge of the roof.

"Did he say anything else?"

"Wish me victory, and kill the Dragon King again, and there will be a celebration banquet when I go back."

"Hey, it's different to have reliable friends. Not only will there be sincere and good wishes beforehand, but there will also be a celebration banquet afterward." Lu Mingze tilted his head and said with a chuckle.

"Although Fengou is a bit of a dog, there is still a celebration banquet in the freshman year, although it is my scholarship." Lu Mingfei squinted at him, "How are you preparing?"

"It's almost done. After the game copy is developed, we will wait for the experience players to go online!"

"Oh, very motivated!"

"Serve my brother!"

"What was the other party's reaction?"

"It's very intense. After all, we didn't expect that we would directly flip the table and expose this place. But what they are worried about is not the other hybrids, but how far we have mastered."

Lu Mingfei raised his head and looked at the gray sky, the clouds were extremely low, as if it would rain heavily at any moment.

In his eyes, the sky is full of chaotic elemental turbulence.

"It's really a mess." He sighed, "Is it a coincidence or intentional that I was arranged in this city first?"

"This is not arranged by me, is it a coincidence? Of course, it is not ruled out that there are other people behind the scenes. After all, brother, you also said that there are gods who master the 'past' and let you restart your life. Even ours Power can only change the future and the present.”

"That's it." Lu Mingfei said softly, "Actually, I got some inspiration a while ago, maybe I can guess the identity of that person."

Lu Mingze smiled and said, "Brother, is your inspiration referring to that mask?"

Lu Mingfei looked back at this guy, and said helplessly, "You really are the roundworm in my stomach."

"I can't help it, I am the one who knows you best in this world." Lu Mingze said with a smile, "No matter how much you like Haruhi Suzumiya, you can't buy Nagato Yuki's mask to wear on your face, right?"

Lu Mingfei smiled and turned his head to look downstairs, when a familiar figure just came down from the taxi.

"Fengou is here, Xiao Zezi, you should also step back."

"Chenqie!" Concubine Lu Guitian stood up, and suddenly remembered something before leaving, "By the way, it's better to be careful recently, I smell something bad."

Bad breath?
Lu Mingfei lowered his eyes. In fact, he also smelled something familiar, in this city.

……

……

Fingal walked into the small building. Most of the offices had court seals on the doors as he passed by. Only the office at the end of the first floor was left open. It says "Media Asia Bankruptcy Liquidation Team Office".

He walked in the depths, and behind the small building were rows of workshops. The rusty iron doors were open, and the silent machine tools inside were faintly visible, also rusty.

The information of the former Henkel police chief just happened to be sent to his mobile phone when he came in. He glanced at it casually and got a general understanding of the company.

This company was considered brilliant a few years ago. The boss from out of town said that he wanted to make this place the No. [-] special metal base in Asia. He cheated countless loans from the bank. In the end, the boss fled with the money. His whereabouts have not been found yet. turn up.

Chu Zihang's father, Chu Tianjiao, drove for that boss.

Interestingly, not long after Chu Tianjiao disappeared, it was the time when the boss of this company fled with money.

If there were not many places that could prove that the two of them appeared in various entertainment venues at the same time, Fingel would have wondered whether all of this was a play directed and acted by Father Chu, who opened a company and became a driver for himself.

"This, this, what are you running around?" Lu Mingfei's voice came.

Standing at the door of the workshop, Finger turned around and saw a middle-aged man beside Lu Mingfei.

He pulled Lu Mingfei past, and said in a low voice: "What's the matter? The first stop is this kind of dilapidated construction site. Shouldn't it be a luxury hotel full of beauties, and let me enjoy delicious food and wine?"

"There is everything in the dream." Lu Mingfei patted his chest and said, "Don't say that the younger brother is not righteous, didn't you rent a youth hostel? For the sake of the home game, the younger brother reimbursed you, and I will pay for it directly for you." Ten days’ rent, is it just? Remember to treat me to a big meal when you go to Germany in the future!”

"Hey, that shitty place is only 15 yuan a day, or RMB, and it's only 150 yuan for ten days!"

"Nonsense, this is China, you don't use RMB, you still use dollars!"

"Is that the point?!"

"Uh, what's your relationship?" The middle-aged man interrupted their conversation.

"Oh, this is my brother. We are all from the same school. This time we are here for a humanities investigation. Our school has conducted a long-term social investigation that lasted ten years. The Chu Tianjiao we mentioned to you earlier is the object of our investigation. pity……"

Lu Mingfei paused and sighed sadly.

The middle-aged man waved his hand and sighed, "Understood, please ask me if you have any questions. Old Chu is a nice person. He often drank with me back then."

Lu Mingfei winked at Finger, signaling to quickly cooperate with his performance.

Finger secretly gave a thumbs up, indicating that junior brother, you are full of action, and you are going straight to the point when you come up.

"Mr. Chu Tianjiao used to drive, right?"

"Yes, we drove a Maybach for our boss, but unfortunately something happened later, the person was gone, and the car broke down."

"Tell me what kind of person he is." Fingel said, and Lu Mingfei took out his notebook very cooperatively.

"Old Chu is a good man. He was married before, but unfortunately he divorced later. His wife is a very beautiful dancer and gave birth to a fat boy for him."

The middle-aged man said regretfully, "This guy is a nice guy, but he's a little... unmotivated and family-loving. That's what his wife said about him. I heard that his wife found him a job as a manager out of town through her relationship. This guy said that he didn't want to leave this city, he refused to do so, and then left, to be honest, an outsider like me thinks their marriage is a pity, the two of them are very talented and beautiful."

Fingel couldn't help nodding, and said in a professional tone: "Can you be more specific about what kind of person this guy is? It's not his experience. We all know his experience."

The middle-aged man opened his mouth, but froze.

He and Chu Tianjiao were old colleagues, and logically speaking, there should be a lot of things to say, but when he really wanted to talk about it, he felt that the man was illusory, or rather empty.

This guy has no characteristics at all, he is a lackluster middle-aged man, he has no hobbies other than drinking, he has nothing to say except bragging, and he has no family other than his ex-wife who is a dancer and his son with someone else's surname.

Even the point of view of this guy who "loves his family and doesn't seek to make progress" is also heard from his wife.

This man was alive and kicking in front of him every day, but now that he thought about it, he realized that he didn't understand this man at all.

"It's just... Love Home, let's be An Yi, that's the person." He finally had to say that, after thinking about it for a long time, he added: "This guy really likes to eat stewed large intestine... By the way, he always likes to eat grilled chicken wings. Double the spiciness, I can't stand it...and...and..."

He helplessly spread his hands and said, "Maybe it's been a long time, I forgot some details."

Fingel glanced at Lu Mingfei. This guy lowered his head and took notes seriously, but in fact he was just scribbling on paper.

"Do you know the residence in front of Mr. Chu?" Fingel asked.

"It's in the factory. It's been closed for several years. It's probably full of dust now. Do you want to go and have a look?"

"Is it possible? It's troublesome. We left some documents with Mr. Chu, and we need to take them back now." Fingel bowed with a smile.

"You're welcome, you're welcome, yes, I'll get a key."

The middle-aged man returned to the office and took the key to lead the way. Maybe he didn't know what to say. There was no conversation along the way, just silence.

"It's here."

They stopped in front of a basement door on the second basement floor.

The corridors on both sides were long and dark, with incandescent lights flickering overhead, the hum of the air-conditioning compressor echoing in the air, and scrapped mechanical parts piled up in the corners.

The middle-aged man sighed again: "This was originally an air-conditioning machine room and a temporary warehouse. The day Lao Chu came to work, he said he had no house to live in. The boss said that he would temporarily arrange a room for him in the basement. I should take him to buy it." I thought he would move out after ten days and a half months, who would have thought that this guy would live for a few years..."

"How many years have you lived here? Is Mr. Chu saving money? For his ex-wife and son." Fingel asked casually, looking at the corridors on both sides.

"It should be, this guy once mentioned that on the day of his son's wedding, the father must give some gift money." The middle-aged man hesitated, "This guy often mentions his son when chatting and bragging, he loves him a lot Son's, that is..."

"that is?"

"Well, to tell you the truth, I think Lao Chu's life is miserable. After so many years, no one has come to ask him. You are the first batch! Neither his ex-wife nor son have been here, it seems that there is no such thing at all. It’s like a human being, if it’s gone, it’s gone, it doesn’t matter if it’s there or not, it doesn’t affect other people, you say... what a failure!”

The middle-aged man shook his head, looking a little dazed, thinking of the guy who always talked about his ex-wife and son when he was bragging.

You said that you boasted so much and thought about their mother and child every day, but they didn't take you seriously at all, and never came to ask...

Fingel was silent for a while, then confirmed: "We are the first batch to inquire? Haven't the others been here?"

"No! It's because you are the first batch that I brought you here specially. I was thinking that there are still people in this world who remember Lao Chu. It's a good thing! Although you are doing humanistic surveys... But since it is a survey, it must be Will it be written in a paper or something? Maybe someone will see this guy in academic newspapers or something."

The middle-aged man shook his head.

"To die unattended and to live alone is far more terrifying than death itself."

Lu Mingfei, who had been silent by the side all this time, suddenly said softly.

The middle-aged man was taken aback, and quickly agreed: "Yes, yes, that's a good statement! As expected of a college student! I was with Lao Chu when he was alive, but he can't still be concerned about me after death, right? Oh, let's not talk about it." , It’s all a sad thing, the key is left here, you can look for it yourself, there is nothing useful anyway, I have to go back up, you just bring the key up after you find it.”

He waved his hand, and walked away with some disinterest from his back.

Finger and Lu Mingfei were the only ones left in front of the door.

Finger was rarely distracted, Lu Mingfei pushed open the door and walked in.

This is not the first time he has walked into this room. In the "game" of the previous life, he came into contact with the deepest secret of this man, which was the secret he hid so deeply that he did not reveal it to anyone.

But now, Lu Mingfei needs this secret to accomplish two things.

The room was surprisingly clean, with a double bed, a bedside table, a writing desk, a chair, and a small refrigerator. These were all Chu Tianjiao's furniture.

A few steel wires were stretched in one corner of the room, presumably for drying clothes, and now there is a jacket hanging on it.

There was nothing messed up on the ground, the quilts were stacked neatly, and there were no bowls of instant noodles thrown away. It really didn't look like a place where men lived alone.

Is this the residence of the super dragon slaying elite?
Compared with this room, the bedrooms of a certain S-level and a certain G-level are completely a chicken coop.

"Damn, it's so clean, Chu Zihang has perfectly inherited his father's advantage." Fingel paced around the room, muttering.

Lu Mingfei laughed silently. The senior brother indeed inherited Chu’s father’s merits. His old lady, who is a heroine among women, doesn’t like to clean up so much. Her life is always a mess, but she can’t stand being pampered.

Fingel came to the bedside table, and there was a photo on it, which was unsurprisingly a family portrait.

The woman in the photo is bright and charming, at the time when women are at their most beautiful. Fingel had also photographed her at the airport before, and the woman who was almost forty was not much different from the woman in the photo. She was indeed a woman favored by God.

The boy in the photo looks four or five years old, so cute and cute, it is completely unexpected that the frosty Lionheart President was like this when he was a child.

The last man was wearing a white shirt and woolen trousers, with oily hair combed, and proudly hugged the woman's waist.

This is Chu Tianjiao?

He was indeed a very handsome man.

Fingel looked at the three people in the photo silently, thinking that the pride on this guy's face was almost full!Holding his wife's hand tightly and cautiously.

Is this guy obsessed with acting, or has he fallen in love with an ordinary person from the bottom of his heart?

He has a deep bond with the vice-principal, and probably knows something about the vice-principal, such as the "love-hate relationship" between the vice-principal and his son, Director Manstein.

The old guy complained to him when he was drunk, saying that when he was young, he felt like a wolf walking in a world full of sheep. With his blood, he could conquer any woman, no matter how graceful or attractive those women are, It's just a sheep he is enjoying. Will the wolf fall in love with the sheep on the dining table?Of course not, so he will not fall in love with any woman.

This is how high blood mixed races view themselves and ordinary people.

To some extent, they will feel that they are "gods" in front of human beings.

And gods...would they fall in love with humans?
Looking at the face full of love in the photo, Fingel got the answer.

Living in such a dormitory, what on earth is this man thinking about?
They know very well that Chu Tianjiao is not an ordinary person, he is a powerful mixed race, just like the former vice principal, his bloodline advantage is enough to help him conquer any ordinary woman in the world, but he guards this room without seeing the sky. In the basement of the day, there were family photos with his ex-wife and son on the bedside table until he died.

It doesn't fit his personality.

He shouldn't just be like this.

Finger suddenly thought of something, and said in a low voice: "Check to see if there is a secret door. The reason why this guy stays here is definitely not to save money to pay Chu Zihang."

correct!

Even if he doesn't pay attention to the quality of life, he doesn't need to live here. There must be something worthy of his nostalgia or protection here.

"Hey!"

Fingel turned his head in doubt, and found that the younger brother had directly removed the mattress, revealing the secret door below.

The secret door was welded with iron sheet and iron frame, and a heavy padlock was added.

"Damn!" Fingel cursed secretly, "This guy really knows how to play!"

Immediately he frowned, "This lock is not easy to solve, we don't have anything in our hands."

"Keng!"

Lu Mingfei pulled out a cold sword from the tennis bag he had been carrying behind him, and handed it to Fingel.

Fingel was stunned and said, "You are a bitch! Where did you get the sword?"

"I brought it from the academy, and I made it with my brother before. Don't talk nonsense, quickly split it, let's go down and find out."

Fingel weighed the sword in his hand. The weight was just right, but he didn't know how sharp it was.

He straightened his posture, raised the sword above his head with both hands, and slashed straight down with the sword, unexpectedly there was no hindrance, and the sword cut to the end, it was indeed a good sword for cutting iron like mud.

Under the hidden door was a steel pipe. Finger returned the sword to Lu Mingfei and voluntarily slid down the steel pipe.

He felt that he had entered a large space, but it was dark and there was no light.

"Brother, it's done!"

Hearing Lu Mingfei's voice, Fingel subconsciously raised his hand and grabbed a flashlight.

This guy...has he been prepared?

The light of the flashlight illuminates the hidden space underground, or three floors underground.

It really is a spacious room, much larger than the one above...

Lu Mingfei also slid down from the top and turned on another flashlight.

The light illuminated every corner of the space one by one, and as each place came into view, Fingel sighed slightly.

This guy is really as he thought, the colorful colors in his heart are far better than countless people, but none of this has ever been shown to anyone, even his own wife and children.

Of course the middle-aged man in front couldn't tell what he really thought of Chu Tianjiao, because Chu Tianjiao never showed his real self to outsiders!
He was so good at disguising, he deceived everyone, maybe even himself, so that he really fell in love with an ordinary person...

There is also a disassembled Beretta pistol on the workbench next to it. The bullet beside it is hand-carved with Shiyuhua, which explodes immediately when it is shot into the enemy's body, and the small machine that engraves the bullet is next to it.

A total thug indeed.

Fingel let out a sigh of relief, they found the last trace of Chu Tianjiao left in the world, ahead of everyone, even Chu Zihang.

He began to suspect that the younger brother had already come down, so he was prepared for this journey, but he didn't know how to show it to Chu Zihang, so he asked himself to discuss it.

"Brother."

In this dark underground space, Lu Mingfei's voice resounded faintly, and Fingel was stunned for a while, because he heard something strange from the tone of his junior brother.

"What is more terrible than death in this world is dying without being cared about and living alone."

"You who have lost your lover should know this better than anyone else, right?"

An indescribable sense of panic spread from the bottom of my heart!

(End of this chapter)