Raven

Wei Yanchuan attended the interrogation of the teacher.

The interrogation was carried out on the second day after the arrest. The old professor, who had been sleepless all night, could not hide his tiredness, but he sat at the interrogation table, habitually raised his head up, and still had the air of a senior scholar.

The old professor acknowledged the identity of the Cleansing faction, saying that he only knew that the Cleansing faction would take action on Boucetus, but he didn't know the specific content, and he didn't provide any help.

"I am a cleanser, and the reason... is to recognize their ideas. I think my attitude is between radical and conservative. If the activities of the radicals make sense, I will also participate."

The old professor trembled a little: "I really didn't know that they would make it so big and kill so many people. I thought, I thought they would arrange to control Baucetus with zero casualties, and then Use this as leverage to demonstrate to Parliament and make them back down."

"I really, really, didn't expect it to be fatal."

The interrogator stared into his eyes: "I have reservations about what you said. In the record, you joined forces with another cleaning faction to put a blood curse on Wei Yanchuan. According to the feedback from the celestial master, that blood curse will kill people." of."

"If you kill someone with your own hands, it's your most proud student."

"Little Wei..."

This address made Wei Yanchuan, who was outside the single-sided glass, look up. When facing each other, the old professor hadn't called him by this address for a long time.

"I am very heartbroken." The old professor's words fell on the interrogation record in the form of words, no matter how false they looked, but when he said them, they were sincere.

"I have been proud of him for a long time, and I feel proud when I think of him."

"I'm not a radical cleanser, and I don't have much opinion on the general mixed race. I just think that the system can be improved, and it might be better to manage it separately."

"Wei Yanchuan is smart, he's too smart, he keeps looking forward, he doesn't know how many people are chasing after him desperately, they can't catch up, and then they give up and fall."

The old professor went back again: "So I think it's better to manage them separately. Separate management can reduce a lot of social problems."

Interrogator: "To sum up, you feel that Wei Yanchuan is blocking the way of others, so you need to manage the various races separately. Let me remind you, this kind of statement is contradictory to what you just said, that you have no problem with ordinary mixed races." .”

"There are many hardworking people in the world, but there is always only one best person. Whether they are mixed or not, whether they are managed separately or not, this phenomenon will always exist."

"Normal mixed blood is fine!" The old professor slapped down the table, "But Wei Yanchuan is a vampire!"

"That, that kind of immortal... race? What's the difference with zombies?!"

"For those who are not of my race, their hearts must be different! Don't you think that vampires are more like intelligent zombies? Don't you think that after zombies evolve, they might become like vampires one day?!"

"How can we live with something like this?!"

Wei Yanchuan didn't continue listening, got up and left.

Zhao Qiaosheng was waiting for him outside. When he saw Wei Yanchuan coming out, he immediately went up to meet him. He was concerned in his actions, but his face was calm. He didn't want to add extra burden to Wei Yanchuan. He didn't even ask, and signaled to Wei Yanchuan that he was in Look at the terminal page: "The situation is changing for the better, and the news on the hunter website is relatively reliable."

The principle of conservation of mass is a universal truth everywhere, and it is the same in the invisible wrestling field.

The cleaning dispatch failed, the parliament regrouped, and the social atmosphere quickly returned to its previous state.

The expected bad result did not appear, and the hidden danger was extinguished when it was about to erupt.Chu Yu was escorted back to Earth after his condition stabilized. In his own words, the greatest value of his injuries was that he escaped countless meetings.

He was laughing at himself that his injury was worthless and that he couldn't help anything.

"Don't forget that you also saved two people. Other people don't have this reaction speed." The list was almost deciphered, and Gong Zheng was slightly relieved, and took the time to chat a few words.

He asked Chu Yu: "Can you attend the commendation meeting?"

Even if the crisis is lifted, even if the aftermath is not over, or because the aftermath is not over, a formal commendation meeting is needed to boost morale. Gong Zheng, Chu Yu, and Wei Yanchuan are all on the commendation list. Chu Yu was allowed to participate.

Chu Yu couldn't give a definite answer: "I'll fight for it then?"

Wei Yanchuan: "There is no need to fight for this, just listen to the doctor honestly."

Gong Zhengxiao: "Sister Mao is not someone who can be moved by his efforts, hahaha."

While chatting, Wei Yanchuan sent the admission code of the internal commendation meeting to Zhao Qiaosheng: "Would you like to participate?"

They had already returned to the convenience store of VT-79, and there was a packaged barbecue on the table. Zhao Qiaosheng was sitting opposite him, drinking beer with his legs dangling, and he accepted it casually: "What kind of status am I participating in? An event participant? "

The blood prince lost interest in human food, he only tasted the beer in his hand, and the barbecue didn't move at all.

Wei Yanchuan glanced at him: "What we got is the family quota."

Zhao Qiao, who had just smoked a skewer, paused. He glanced at the skewer in his hand. There was still half of the beer on the table, and then looked down at the T-shirt and beach pants on his body.

I don't know whether it's because of the change of status, or because of the habit formed in Gutenberg, even on rest days, Wei Yanchuan always wears long-sleeved shirts, even if his shoulders are slightly slumped, he always has a dignified and dignified appearance when sitting there .

He smiled a little: "Huh?"

"It's too sudden." Zhao Qiao laughed, surprised and moved, shaking the skewer in his hand, "Me too, it's too informal."

He glanced at Wei Yanchuan, met his gaze, quickly looked away as if being burned, his expression looked shy and green, as if he was about to cry accidentally.

At this moment Wei Yanchuan was really afraid that he would cry, although Mr. Blood Race knew the possibility was very small, but he still waited for two seconds to give Zhao Qiaosheng a buffer before asking: "So what's your answer? "

"Of course...of course I will go."

The scale of this commendation meeting was small, but the attendees were more important than each other. All the attendees were dressed in formal attire, and all those who had uniforms wore uniforms.

Members of the Military Department, Secret Service Group [-], and Raven, from different organizations and different departments, wear uniform uniforms, which are distinguished by colors and details. The uniforms of identity sit squarely in the auditorium, and the first row is full of flashes general star.Before the ceremony started, the auditorium was so quiet that a needle could be heard. Strict discipline and uniform uniforms made a ceremony with a small area and a small number of people worthy of the word "magnificent".

Chu Yu attended in a wheelchair, and was even pushed up to the stage to accept the award by someone else.But at the moment of receiving the honor, he stood up with strength and raised his hand to salute.

Gong Zheng was wearing the uniform of the Eighth Team of the Secret Service that everyone was familiar with, but the medal on his chest was unfamiliar to everyone, making people strange and sighing.The missions of the eight groups are complicated and dangerous, and Gong Zhengwuyi is lucky to be able to live safely all the way to the present. However, like everyone in the eight groups of Secret Service, his merits and medals, in many cases, can only be compared with his missions. Buried with credit.

Wei Yanchuan put on the raven uniform for the first time. The black bird silhouette was embroidered on the dark blue uniform. It was different from the elegant white coat and the handsome suit. He put on this suit and stood upright. Sword-like sharpness.

Zhao Qiao sighed belatedly, Wei Yanchuan's occasional sharp aura was finally explained satisfactorily at this moment.

The first medal belonging to this organization was buckled on Raven's deputy captain's chest. Yan Shengping applauded and shook his head: "I hope he's just an engineer."

Probably it was specially arranged. Zhao Qiaosheng sat in the back row of Yan Shengping. He laughed when he heard this sentence, thinking that they would announce the relationship between father and son. Maybe it would be better not to announce it. Given the publicity of Raven's existence, this relationship cannot be concealed.

Zhao Qiaosheng asked Wei Yanchuan about this question, and the latter's answer was: "When I am strong enough."

When the strong can not take their parents as a shade, but can protect them instead.

Zhao Qiaosheng is very confident about this: "It won't be long."

The commendation meeting is on Earth, Wei Yanchuan has high authority and knows the way, so he drives Zhao Qiaosheng.

Zhao Qiaosheng, who deliberately cut his hair short and matched his formal attire seriously, looked at the unfamiliar scenery outside the window and asked, "Where shall we go next?"

"Go to my house for dinner." After Wei Yanchuan answered, he suddenly asked a question that caught Zhao Qiaosheng off guard, "You have already met my parents, when will you take me to meet your parents?"

Zhao Qiaosheng: "So... have dinner later, are your parents at home?"

The author has something to say: the main text ends here, and there will be extra episodes, the first extra episode and the content of this chapter are continuous

Emmm, to be honest, in the outline, the extra content also belongs to the main text.

But for some reason, I... deleted a lot of plots, so I moved the rest out of the episode, and it would appear incoherent in the main text.

This article is my attempt at a new topic.I found that once I wrote about the end of the world, zombies, and interstellar subjects, I would always fail miserably.But as an early adopter, I still have no regrets, and maybe... I will continue to write in the future hahaha

Four episodes, two updates every day, at 11:20 and [-]:[-]

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