Ango

The new province is not as good as Zhou Hang imagined, but it is not as bad as he thought.

This was Song Lin's first thought after being "invited" into the new province early the next morning.

Yes, they're already in town.

Just the two of them were surrounded outside without paying attention, but even if they paid attention, it would probably be too late by the time Song Lin realized that something was wrong.

After all, none of them had the perverted investigative ability of Zheng Xuan.

"Welcome to Nova Scotia, my friends."

Song Lin stared at the smiling man in a suit in front of him, who was the one who first stood up to negotiate with them.

Still a friend?

Song Lin almost laughed, looking at the dozen or so people around them, all of them were fully armed, with guns pointed at their heads, and they seemed to plan to be searched - it's better not to make such friends.

Besides, he hated being stared at. It must be said that Song Lin was already very irritable at this time, not to mention Zhou Hang, who hugged the cow and followed him with his head down, exuding a strong feeling of being at a loss.

"Are you two...?"

He questioned their relationship symbolically, Zhou Hang remained silent as usual, Song Lin squinted his eyes, imitating this man's hesitant tone and asked back,

"You are……?"

"Ah?" The man was stunned for a moment, Song Lin's voice sounded younger than he thought, and he quickly laughed shortly, not caring about the impoliteness of this outsider, "Sorry, I haven't introduced myself yet , my surname is Zhu, you can just call me Mr. Zhu, I am just an insignificant administrator of this city."

Still insignificant...

Song Lin twitched the corners of his mouth, not wanting to talk to him anymore.

Entering this long-standing destination, Song Lin only glanced at it, and knew that this place is indeed not comparable to Dongcheng. It has what a city should look like, with tall buildings, cars, railways, and even gardens. , Woods and other natural landscapes; there are pedestrians coming and going, well-dressed, shopping malls, hawkers... It's still a lot of traffic.

In Song Lin's memory, he has never seen such prosperity, but he just knows that this is what a big city looks like.He stared blankly at everything in front of him, and if it wasn't for the interruption of that "Mr. Zhu", he would have stayed in a daze for a longer time.

"What's your name?"

Mr. Zhu persevered in breaking the silence. Because Song Lin rejected his search of them with a very tough attitude, his eyes always drifted to Song Lin's backpack—because they did not allow foreign vehicles to enter the city, Song Lin Lin had to carry the bag on his back.The people in the city saw their battle and guessed Song Lin's origins, and they all hid away, but their eyes still stayed on them, curious and full of hostility.

"Song Lin."

Is your surname Song...

"What about this one?"

He was a few steps behind and walked to Zhou Hang's side. Seeing that he was a young man, he tried to make his voice a little more friendly.

"what's your name?"

The corner of Song Lin's mouth curved into a mocking arc, but unfortunately he didn't like this city, he thought, not at all.

Zhou Hang behind him didn't even look at the gentleman.

I don't know if Zhou Hang likes it or not, the Garden of Eden in his heart.

After a while, the smile of "Mr. Zhu" was a little stiff, so he had to quicken his pace and walked to Song Lin's side.

"Are you brothers?"

Song Lin glanced at him, "No."

His voice was so cold and decisive that no one spoke anymore.

Not knowing how Zheng Xuan is doing now, Song Lin is a little worried.

At least he must be able to find a manager with a higher position than this "Mr. Zhu" and negotiate with him, otherwise he will be very passive.

"Please sit down."

Taking the elevator to the ninth floor, Song Lin kept thinking about whether he had taken an elevator before, at least it was not the first time he had encountered that weightless feeling.

He glanced at Mr. Zhu, who was sitting on the sofa by the door, and there were already two cups of steaming tea on the coffee table in front of him.

Probably he sat with his parents when he was a child, he thought.

There are only three of them in the reception room now.

Zhou Hang stood beside him tightly, did not sit down, and didn't know why he was in a daze.

"Sit." Song Lin didn't care so much, and pulled his sleeve directly, Zhou Hang staggered and fell down on the sofa.

"Where are you from?"

Song Lin didn't quite understand why he asked this question, so he frowned.

"We don't have to be sloppy," the man said with a strange smile, "North or east?"

Song Lin understood this time, there are corresponding settlements in the north and east.

"Neither," Song Lin's voice did not fluctuate, "We are homeless."

So Mr. Zhu frowned, huh, homeless?He doesn't believe in homeless people, and the smile has been put away on his face,

"What do you want to do?"

"He wants to settle here," Song Lin pointed to Zhou Hang, "I'm just here to deliver something."

Mr. Zhu raised his eyebrows and shrugged nonchalantly.

"what to give?"

The point is quite accurate, Song Lin thought to himself.

"I can't tell you that," he slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and then raised his voice, "After all, you are just... an insignificant person?"

Mr. Zhu's face changed a few times, but in the end he still didn't let his anger out.

"Then you may only be able to give me this insignificant person," the voice cooled down, "Is it the things in this bag?"

Seeing his eyes stop on his bag, Song Lin secretly rubbed the lead wire in his hand.

Zheng Xuan, have you succeeded, or else he will cause trouble.

But he was still making up some nonsense, "This is something related to the survival of human beings. At least it must be the provincial manager to make a decision?"

The gentleman clearly did not want to speak to him any more, and went to the desk inside, ready to pick up the phone.Song Lin's hand had already touched the lighter in the backpack, and he tensed up - he couldn't blow up everything.

"Jingle Bell--"

The phone rang at this fatal moment, the sound was loud and abrupt, and both of them were frightened.

"Hello."

Mr. Zhu took a deep breath and calmed down his voice.

Hmm, ah, after a while, he suddenly raised his head in amazement, and glanced at Song Lin.

"Well, ok, ok, I understand, bring the person here immediately."

Song Lin moved his fingers, put his hands back into his pockets, heaved a sigh of relief, his palms were covered with sweat.

It seems to be ok for the time being.

After Mr. Zhu hung up the phone, he started calling again. After a while, there was a knock on the door of the living room.

"I just said why the higher-ups suddenly asked us to search the surrounding area..."

When passing by Song Lin, Mr. Zhu had a complicated look on his face.

"report!"

There was a man in military uniform standing outside, he stood upright and saluted.

Probably a military salute, Song Lin watched the man's movements.

"Take these two to Canterlot."

Mr. Zhu didn't look at Song Lin, and he didn't know if it was because he was unwilling.

"Thank you."

Song Lin stood up very consciously, this time he didn't call Zhou Hang, but the kid followed by himself.

"How do you treat orphans here?"

Mr. Zhu glanced at Zhou Hang and realized, "We have an orphanage."

"How about you stay here?"

Zhou Hang raised his head abruptly, and Song Lin scratched his head irritably. He forgot to use less questions when speaking to Zhou Hang.

"Okay, you stay here, and I've sent you there."

If Zhou Hang wants to settle here, the less he knows, the better.

Song Lin turned to Mr. Zhu again and said, "Don't make things difficult for him, he's just a kid I met by chance."

Mr. Zhu laughed dryly, "Why should I embarrass a child, just send it to an orphanage."

"……Row."

Song Lin turned and left, only sighing secretly in his heart.Everyone has their own destiny, and living in this city, it can't be bad at all.Zhou Hang followed for two steps, and finally stopped.

Walking back to the street again, Song Lin looked at the pedestrians coming and going, and found a strange thing. Many parents on the street, with four or five children,

"Did they take in orphans?"

Song Lin couldn't help leaning over to ask the serious officer.

It's a pity that he was half a step behind him, and he didn't look sideways, and didn't even look at him.

Tsk, Song Lin blinked, and this virtue again, does he have a special predestined relationship with taciturn people?

"What is the total population of the province now?"

Still no answer.

Song Lin also fell silent, and slowed down when he reached a crossroad, letting the man turn first, and then he followed, and then he was half a step behind him.

The railway tracks were like a big net, criss-crossing and circling above their heads. Song Lin looked at the city and heard the sound of "咻" from time to time, telling everyone that the train was coming.

Twenty minutes later, the railroad track appeared in front of Song Lin.

Is this going to take a train?

He has never taken a ride... No, maybe he did, Song Lin heard the long sound of the train approaching the station, and heard a station he had never heard of on the radio.Everything becomes familiar because of the proximity.In this city, there are too many scenes that coincide with his distant and vague childhood memories.

Song Lin was ushered into the last carriage of the train, the color was a little different from the previous carriage, and there was no one there after entering.

In such a short time, I can still get myself a special compartment...

Song Lin sat down by the window in a daze, and the man sat beside him, still standing upright.

"How long are we going to sit?"

"..."

It's really boring, Song Lin curled his lips, the train stopped for a while, and slowly accelerated forward, he leaned on the seat, feeling a little surprised.

After the novelty passed, Song Lin spoke again,

"what time is it?"

This time I finally got a little response - the man stretched his wrist in front of him.

The hands of the watch point to 02:30.

"When can we get to our destination?"

Song Lin raised his head, looked at his side face and said seriously.

The man sat down and waited for a while before he stretched out five fingers.

"Five p.m?"

Seeing him nodding hesitantly, Song Lin felt strange, "Are you dumb?"

This time there was no response again.

Song Lin raised his eyebrows, turned his head to look at the rapidly disappearing scenery outside, and didn't say a word again.

Some soft music started to play in the carriage. Song Lin hadn't heard it before, and he didn't know if it sounded good. He closed his eyes lightly, and unconsciously became confused, seeing some strange scenes...