Quickly wear: I am looking for my owner in the human world

"I'm sorry, but..." Qin Zihui rubbed his face, his eyes were red and tired, "I have been checking for the past two days. If I can find any clues, I won't come to you."

The person sitting on the sofa opposite him lowered his eyes and stared at the crumpled note on the coffee table. His expressionless handsome face made it impossible to tell what he was thinking.

There was another oppressive silence.

Seeing that Wenlang had no intention of speaking, Qin Zihui couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I don't want to embarrass you. I know that you may not want to see that person again, and you have no obligation to take risks for Jin Yu, but... you may know that he is here where?"

After a few seconds, Wen Lang finally moved.

He seemed to be a little distracted, and he habitually raised his hand to feel for a cigarette in his jacket pocket. When he found nothing, he remembered that he hadn't smoked for a long time because someone didn't like the smell of cigarettes.

During this pause, one was handed over from the other side.

Wen Lang took it, and Qin Zihui threw another lighter over. Wen Lang lit the cigarette, but did not smoke it. He held it between his fingers and let it burn quietly.

The pungent smell of tobacco stimulates the nerves.

"No clues?" Wen Lang raised his eyelids and looked at him, as if questioning and teasing.

Qin Zihui lit a cigarette and chewed on it, his voice a little vague, "Professor Yang is probably Wen Tao's person."

Wen Lang was not surprised when he heard this, "How do you say that?"

Qin Zihui said solemnly: "Except for the people arranged by me and Jin Yu, no one else in the base knows about Liu Chunchun's birth."

This was originally to prevent accidents, but unexpectedly, Yang Zhuang took advantage of it. "The guard said that it was Yang Zhuang who led the people out. Those people pretended to be ordinary people with powers and sneaked into the base last month. I drove away from the base with Yang Zhuang that day and never came back."

"Not forced?"

"No. One of the doctors said that while she was still unconscious, she vaguely heard Yang Zhuang talking to someone who suddenly appeared."

"What did you say?"

"It's a bit far away, so I can't hear clearly."

Wen Lang sneered but did not express any opinion.

Qin Zihui was a little annoyed, thinking that he would triple the training intensity of his subordinates when he returned!

Thinking about it, his face became darker, and he took another deep puff of cigarette and blew it out, his throat felt like it had been rubbed by gravel, "And... Liu Chunchun is dead."

"If the baby couldn't be born naturally, we had to have a caesarean section, but after the baby was taken out..." He paused, and after a long time he said with great difficulty, "Those people took the baby and left."

The wound was not stitched up and blood flowed all over the bed.

Liu Chunchun was dragged to death.

Qin Zihui's eyes turned red. Recalling that scene, he still felt endless resentment and guilt in his chest.

It was a disgrace to his career to have a pregnant woman die in such a cruel way before his eyes.

The air pressure in the already deserted living room seemed to have dropped a few degrees, and there was an undercurrent.

Waiting until the cigarette on his fingertips was almost finished, Wen Lang crushed it in the ashtray and spoke in a mute voice to break the silence.

"No. 81, Huanshan Road, Moyuan District, K City."

Qin Zihui was stunned, "K City?"

He is no stranger to K City, because that is where the Shariel organization's domestic headquarters is located.

After the organization was destroyed, the territory was taken over by the military.

But it does not include No. 81 Huanshan Road.

Wen Lang leaned back, leaned against the sofa and stated calmly: "Wen Tao and I occasionally stayed there before."

Qin Zihui quickly realized that "before" referred to the time when he was still in the organization.

"I thought it would be in City A." After all, he knew that the two brothers were from City A before joining the organization.

Wen Lang pulled his lower lip, as if he heard something funny, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

Will Wen Tao regard the former Wen family as his family?

Probably never.

Qin Zihui seemed to understand something when he saw this, and was silent for a moment, "You..."

He didn't know how to proceed. Wen Tao's intention was clearly that Wen Lang should go, otherwise he wouldn't be released easily. However, considering the relationship between Li Jinyu and Wen Lang, he really couldn't ask people to take this risk.

Wen Lang interrupted his embarrassment, "I will go see him."

He stood up, leaving Qin Zihui with a still casual figure, "Don't put on that sour expression, I don't care what happens to your woman."

"The guy I've been looking for for more than half a year shows up on his own. Is it possible that I have to hide like a bastard?"

……

It was a rare day when Xuan Wei came back and Wen Lang was not in the kitchen.

Before she could ask, Xiaohong couldn't wait to explain the conversation between Qin Zihui and Wen Lang.

"Brother Lang went upstairs after Major Qin left. He hasn't come down yet. It's time to have dinner now. Why don't you call Sister Wei?"

Xuan Wei looked at him with a half-smile, "Why don't you go by yourself?"

Xiao Hong sneered, "Isn't it more effective if you say something?"

Nonsense, Brother Lang is not in a good mood at first glance. A smart boy would not get into trouble at this time!How can I stay here without inviting my sister-in-law?

Xuan Wei didn't care, turned a corner and went to the second floor.

First, I went to Wen Lang's room and checked, but there was no one there.

She raised her eyebrows slightly and turned around to go to her room.

It was pitch black inside.

Xuan Wei turned on the light.

The person who occupied her bed was lying on his side with his back to the door, as if he was asleep.

When she got closer, she saw that the person with long arms and legs was slightly curled up, still holding her pillow in his arms, with half of his face sunken in. However, he could not see his usual upright and solemn aura, looking like a still-caught bird. An immature leopard needs a nest full of familiarity to sleep peacefully.

Seeing that he had no intention of waking up, Xuan Wei couldn't wait patiently after being tired all day, so she stretched out her hand to push him awake.

Just when he was about to touch someone, the arm that was originally holding the pillow moved unexpectedly.

The world was spinning, and the next second, someone was holding her wrists and pressing her down on the bed.

Looking at the person staring at her, his eyes were dark and clear, and there was no trace of confusion.

Xuan Wei looked back calmly, "Pretending to sleep?"

"No." Wen Lang's voice was hoarse for some reason, "I didn't wake up until you opened the door."

Xuan Wei didn't argue with him, pushing his shoulder with her other hand, "Get up, I haven't changed my clothes." After running around for a day cutting zombies, although she paid attention to not getting blood on them, it was inevitable that the dust would fall off. her bed.

Wen Lang acted as if he hadn't heard anything. Not only did he not get up, he leaned down and hugged him whole.

Sensing that Xuan Wei's struggle was getting stronger, he tensed up his body and whispered as low as a breath: "Don't move. Give me a hug."

Xuan Wei sighed silently.

He said coldly: "20 seconds."

Wen Lang didn't say a word and hugged her tighter.

The room was very quiet, and the bright lights had a different kind of warmth.

Time passed slowly. I don't know how many 20 seconds had passed. Wen Lang, who realized that the person in his arms was getting irritable and would really get kicked out of bed if he stayed still, finally looked up.

"Wen Tao showed up."

Xuan Wei pushed him away and sat up, "You don't want to see him?"

Wen Lang was silent for a while and then said in a low voice: "I don't know."

Although he had always wanted to find Wen Tao before, he was not willing to turn into a joke in such a confused way.But when this day comes, I don’t know what kind of mentality I should use to face it.

"Oh?" Xuan Wei glanced at him, "Why did I hear that someone said that hiding is a bastard?"

Wen Lang clicked his tongue, rubbed his head against Xuan Wei's shoulder twice, and complained vaguely: "It's annoying."

Xuan Wei felt a little funny in her heart when she saw his languid and depressed look.

This was an expression Wen Lang would never have in front of others.No matter how entangled he was in his heart, he could never lose his momentum in front of others.

But who is never vulnerable?

No matter how strong a person is, there will be people or things that he doesn't want to face.

Thinking of this, Xuan Wei felt a little soft-hearted.

She unceremoniously rubbed her aggrieved Leopard's head with her hands, and then patted her handsome face.

"Okay, isn't it just a cobra? The last thing we cats are afraid of is snakes. If I dare to attack you, shoot him to death!"

Wen Lang: "..."