Fast Time Travel Novel Improver

Time is like a big hand covering the entire universe, everywhere and all the time.Human beings have studied hard and continued to research and invent. They can go to heaven and earth, transform planets, and travel through galaxies, but they cannot change time.In the game against time, man is always the loser, the passive party.

The cover of the earth has changed from silver snow to green leaves, and amidst the cries of summer cicadas, a billowing heat rushes towards our faces.It's midsummer, it's sweltering and full of vitality, and while people are sweating profusely, they also reward ice cream for eating, which is fair to human beings.

Song Yaze ate popsicles, sat on a rocking chair, crossed his legs, and sat under the shade, squinting his eyes, lazily.

He lost the excitement when he first came, and lived a peaceful life with the rising and setting of the sun every day, never breaking the rules.His life circle is small, he faces the housekeeper at home, and is an assistant in the company.

He is waiting, waiting for the moment when Baili's emotional career is stable, that is the time for him to say goodbye to everything.But now, he still needs to live seriously.

"Mr. Song, Mr. Liu Yuanhang from Huayuan Group is here." Yan Deguang still looked respectful. He was really a born housekeeper and seemed to have endless patience.

Liu Yuanhang?

This is a long-lost name. If it weren't for the keyword "Huayuan Group", he would have almost forgotten that this person had fought wits with him a year ago.

Song Yaze stood up, and saw a tall and thin black figure approaching in disorderly steps. When he got closer, he could see the appearance of the person clearly.

Liu Yuanhang is very different from what he was a year ago.His face was haggard and unkempt, he was pulling on his slippers, his clothes were wrinkled and covered with dust and mud, and his back was wet with sweat.The hair was curled and stuck to the scalp, dirty, and looked extremely down and out.This appearance does not look like the boss of the company at all, but looks like a poverty-stricken poor.

He didn't say polite words, nor did he shake hands politely, he just opened his mouth and said, "Have you seen my daughter Xiaowei?"

Liu Wei?

It took Song Yaze a long time to extract a vague impression from his memory.She dresses sexy, behaves frivolously, and is very popular and sought after by boys.

"Liu Wei?" Song Yaze blinked and thought, "I haven't seen her for more than a year."

The expected answer still hit Liu Yuanhang hard.He felt dark in front of his eyes, dizzy for a while, and the ground under his feet was shaking.Sadness and heartache came together, eroding his strength to a mottled level.

These days, his wife is sick because of her daughter's loss of contact.He went door to door and searched for all his acquaintances, but the answers were all hopelessly consistent.

"What's wrong with Liu Wei?" Song Yaze looked at his precarious state, and his ominous premonition gradually increased.

"She has been out of contact for a week," Liu Yuanhang said hoarsely, with heartbreaking tremors, "I searched all over Jiangzhou and called the police, but there is still no news."

Song Yaze was extremely surprised. Thinking of that beautiful girl with a perverted personality who disappeared without any reason, she felt pity in her heart.

"I will find her, even if it is her body, I must find my daughter." Liu Yuanhang's voice was hoarse, tired and choked.He didn't stay for long, and left with painful steps, the soles of his feet seemed to be filled with lead.

As a father, he was burning with anxiety, but he insisted on holding on. Even in the face of a desperate bayonet, he had to open his eyes to meet it.He lived in purgatory, was roasted by fire and flooded every day, his daughter was gone, his heart and liver were gone!From then on, he was just an empty shell!

Song Yaze looked at Liu Yuanhang's lonely and resolute back, and felt a pang of sadness in his heart.As long as the heart is still beating, the sympathy for the pain of those around you will not stop.

There was another sound of footsteps coming through the door, which made Song Yaze immediately withdraw his thoughts and pay attention to the three people walking in a hurry.

This is the fourth day I have seen these three people.

They would appear every day at one o'clock in the noon, pacing back and forth at the gate of Song's house, with uniform steps.

The reason why Song Yaze noticed these three people was mainly because of their special clothes. They were wearing black clothes and black trousers, walking side by side in unison. In this summer, they looked out of place and very sultry.

He also noticed that the three of them had the same pattern tattooed on their left arms. The pattern was not too big or too small. It was an ancient and uncommon musical instrument—a harp.

This kind of musical instrument, which symbolizes sacredness and elegance, is tattooed on the bodies of these three people who are acting strangely, which really adds to the strangeness.

The three of them still walked around for half an hour, then faded out of sight.Seeing the black shadow gradually go away, Song Yaze gradually became more vigilant.After all, their behavior was too conspicuous and too strange.

Song Yaze glanced at Steward Yan beside him, and found that he was also puzzled, so he asked, "Uncle Yan also found that something is wrong with those three people?"

Yan Deguang turned his head uneasily, nodded and said, "It's already the fourth day, it's so strange to always walk back and forth at the door."

Song Yaze frowned, puzzled: "Let's look at the situation like this first."

"That's the only way to go." Yan Deguang said with a heavy face.

In the evening, the family gathered around the dining table and started the daily routine dinner.

Because of Song Yaze's deliberate instructions, the atmosphere in the Song residence has become more lively and peaceful, and the atmosphere of strict hierarchy and unsurpassed thunder has long since disappeared.

The meals on the table are no longer greasy, and the portion is reduced by half compared to the past. There are only three meat dishes and four vegetarian dishes. Each person has a light porridge, which seems to be in line with the seasonal characteristics in this hot summer.

After dinner, Song Yaze turned on the TV to watch the news. This was a habit he had developed and he never let it go.

In reality, he watches the news broadcast every day.Although some friends laughed at him for living on the news network, he just laughed it off and continued the habit.

In the novel, there is still a news broadcast on time at seven o'clock every day.The order of domestic and international news has not changed, even hot words such as "supply-side structural reform", "comprehensive well-off society", "five new development concepts", "innovation-driven strategy" have not changed, but the announcer has changed his face That's all.

Song Yaze listened to the familiar opening song, and listened to the announcer's righteous speech about the national strategic direction. Finally, in the last 10 minutes, he began to broadcast the dire straits of foreign people.

"According to the British Reuters report, a mass shooting broke out in a certain Chinese community in London, England at 23:4 a.m. local time on the 46rd. 60 people were killed and [-] people were injured. The police initially determined that the incident was caused by an internal dispute between the black forces. Specifically The situation is still under investigation.”

"This England is not peaceful!" Yu Guimei crossed her arms and stood with her body tilted. Her face showed uneasiness and worry, "Oh, Yan Yu's child is going to England. How dangerous!"

"Did Yan Yu go to England?" Song Yaze turned to ask Yu Guimei.

"That's right, this dead child wants to be a criminal police officer, and the parents can't persuade him!" Yu Guimei's worry was beyond words.

"The country is not peaceful." Yan Deguang, who has always been silent, also spoke rarely, with a resentful expression on his face, "I just found out this afternoon that my nephew's 6-year-old daughter has been missing for 3 days."

"That little girl with two braids and a candy mouth?" Yu Guimei exclaimed, her eyes wide open, as if struck by lightning, her voice was high-pitched, full of shock.

Song Yaze was also surprised, he couldn't help thinking of Liu Wei's loss of contact.

"It's a crime!" Yu Guimei was shocked and angry, her face flushed, "Those human traffickers are really a bunch of sons of bitches!"

After the words fell, Yu Guimei noticed that Song Yaze was still beside her, so she fell silent, feeling a little embarrassed.

Song Yaze nodded, and said, "That's right, they should be paraded through the streets and beaten to death with sticks." Song Yaze felt a tumbling in his heart. He was always indifferent, but he had an innate aversion to hypocrisy and evil.

He clenched his fists for a rare moment and went up to the second floor, leaving Yan Deguang and Yu Guimei looking at each other.

……

That night, the air pressure was abnormally low, with the humidity that was about to rain, which disturbed people's sleep.The stars were all covered, and none of them could see their shadows, and the clouds turned black, as if they were about to fall to the ground immediately.The distance between the sky and the earth is compressed, gloomy.

Song Yaze was inexplicably unable to sleep tonight, he tossed and turned.In the end, I stopped trying, sat up, turned on the lamp, and took out a book to read.

Suddenly, there was a sound of people at the door of the villa. He was a little strange, so he walked to the balcony and looked at the door.Even though it was night, under the illumination of the street lamps on both sides, he could still see who was coming.

It's the three men in black!

No, to be precise, there are four figures.

Just as Song Yaze was about to stop the four sneaky people, one of them suddenly raised his head and met his shocked eyes.The man had an evil smile on his face, and his lips moved, as if he was saying something.After finishing speaking, the corners of his mouth were raised in a proud angle, which made the hair stand on end.

Song Yaze was stunned. Just as he was about to go to the safe to take out the pearl, he heard the crackling sound of sparks and the sound of firecrackers igniting before they were ignited. He was terrified.

His heart contracted suddenly, and before he had time to run outside, he heard a deafening sound, and the whole room shook violently, as if he was on a rampage.The wall crumbled and the plaster skin collapsed, leaving him covered in dust.

Song Yaze felt that he might die, except for this thought, his mind was blank.His whole body was stiff, and he couldn't make any expression on his face, as if he was really facing the god of death, and he could only catch him without a fight.

There was a buzzing sound in his ears, and even the sound of the explosion was blocked by the tinnitus.At this time, any pain, any regret, and any tension have long since disappeared.All that remains is the confusion and helplessness in the face of death.

In a trance, he saw a circle of red light around him, surrounding him.This was the last scene captured in his field of vision before he closed his eyes...