Temporary Bodyguard

Zhai Chen rode a small e-donkey home, bought a few popsicles on the way, and gave them to those who helped him with the babysitting.As soon as I walked into the corridor, I heard Aunt Zhu's loud laughter.Aunt Zhu didn't let her grandson turn on the air conditioner, and she was thinking about what Zhai Chen had told her, so she simply sat at the door and chatted with Teacher Mi, so that she could look at Zhai Mengmeng calmly.

"What are you talking about, so happy?" Di Chen handed Aunt Zhu two popsicles.

"Tell me about your childhood," Aunt Zhu took it cheerfully, got up and put one in the refrigerator, and took one apart to eat, without any intention of giving the little grandson a taste, "Children can't eat cold ones. .”

Teacher Mi, who worked hard to help Zhai Chen look after the children, took the popsicle and blushed a little: "It's nothing, I'll go first."

"Come on, it's already noon, stay for dinner." Aunt Zhu, who had a lively chat with Teacher Mi, enthusiastically persuaded her to stay.

"It's all right, I'm waiting for me to cook at home." Mi Qing picked up her bag with her head down, and ran away without looking back.

Di Chen just put the popsicle in his mouth, before he could say goodbye to his colleague, the other party had disappeared.Suspiciously looking at the opposite door who was chewing ice, "Aunt Zhu, what's wrong with her?" The female colleague suddenly appeared and then disappeared like a gust of wind. If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, and he has been on guard all along.Before going out, I told Aunt Zhu to watch it, but she was also worried.

"I'm shy," said Aunt Zhu, as if she had just come here. The old god sighed on the ground, seeing that he was still not enlightened, he had to remind him, "This girl likes you, you can't even tell."

"Hey, I thought she was trying to help me borrow money, she was so secretive." Hearing that it was because of this, Zhai Chen immediately relaxed, and went back to the room without paying much attention.

"Hey, you child, there is a girl who likes you, why do you react like this?" Aunt Zhu chased Zhai Chen's house unwillingly, and educated him while chattering.

Di Chen reached out and handed his popsicle to Zhai Mengmeng, and when the child opened his mouth and approached him, he withdrew his hand abruptly and put it back in his mouth again: "There are so many people who like me, what's so strange about it?"

"..." Auntie Zhu felt that she was almost sixty years old and had already entered the coffin with half her feet. She had never seen such a brazen person before, and it took her a while to recover her voice, "Then why don't you think about it?"

"You know my body, a sick child living on an oxygen bottle is not good for harming others," Zhai Chen handed over the popsicle again, and said to Aunt Zhu with a smile, "Aren't you clear?" They were all trying to find someone for Fang Chuyang, but no one had ever considered him because he was known to be in poor health, and he was a preschool teacher with a salary of less than 3000 yuan a month.

Who knew you were so popular?Aunt Zhu muttered for a while, and then began to persuade her earnestly: "She knows that you are not in good health, and she is willing to take care of Mengmeng. She is also a colleague. I think it is quite suitable."

Di Chen withdrew his hand, and let his little nephew bite the bullet again: "Many social elites, rich and handsome, like to marry kindergarten teachers. They think they are gentle and kind. I'd better not delay her."

Aunt Zhu couldn't persuade him, she said with emotion that he was as hard-headed as Zhai Jianguo, and left angrily.

Zhai Mengmeng was teased twice, so he ignored his uncle and continued to watch his animated version of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms". Cao Cao had a headache and couldn't heal it, so he was furious: "What use are you for!"

"Uncle, why don't you find a girlfriend?" Zhai Mengmeng looked at the screen. Although everyone said that his uncle was in poor health, he knew that his uncle was in good health, comparable to a superman.

"Without education and money, I can't ask for it." Zhai Chen was afraid that the child would think too much, so he quickly blackmailed himself.

Zhai Mengmeng turned to look at him with a solemn expression: "If you are too old to get a wife, what use are you for!"

"...I think your skin is itchy!" Zhai Chen took off a slipper and was about to hit the child, he chased after two steps slowly, when the phone rang, "Who is this? It's a big weekend?"

Zhai Mengmeng had already hid in the bedroom, with half of his head sticking out, and said in a soft voice: "It's probably the person who has a crush on you again."

"Go away!" Zhai Chen looked down at the caller ID—a heartbreaker.

"Suddenly remembered that I'm going to see a photography exhibition today, so you go with me." There was a noise from Gao Yusheng's side, as if he was calling on the side of the road.The mildness and calmness with a bit of righteous self-will made Zhai Chen feel like he was his boyfriend in a trance.

"Master, your life is under various threats now, why are you still watching a photography exhibition?" After all, this is not his girlfriend, but a firm employer, and now it's non-working hours, Zhai Chen decisively chooses to refuse.

"Pay you overtime."

"Don't go."

"Five thousand a day."

"Deal!" Under the corrosion of money, Comrade Zhai Chen easily abandoned the principle of "safety first" and manually replaced the service tenet with "customer is God".

Gao Yusheng seemed to smile, and said that he was on his way to the Public Security Bureau, and he would come to him when the matter was over.About an hour later, he appeared outside the family courtyard of the Public Security Bureau.Di Chen was very curious about how Mr. Gao explained the car jumping, but the other party was tight-lipped and refused to reveal a single word.

"Anyway, the police will believe it, and they won't trouble you again." Gao Yusheng sat in the back seat with Zhai Mengmeng, staring wide-eyed.

"Where did this car come from? You actually drive a domestic car." Zhai Chen looked at the logo on the steering wheel, a little surprised.The imported luxury car with small wings was severely disabled and returned to the factory for repairs. There were no decorations in the car and it looked like it was found temporarily.

The car logo is a pair of mirrored "J", with a horizontal bar inserted in the middle, like the symbol of Pisces, and like a "nine" written in the beginning.This is a relatively high-end brand among domestically produced cars, called "Jiuyi".The performance and appearance are not inferior to imported cars.At first, it was sold as an imported car, named "JOY", and a beautiful legend related to the European royal family was made up. Finally, it was revealed that it was a home-grown car, and it was ridiculed for a long time.

"Borrowed." Gao Yusheng sat upright, looking at the road calmly, "Turn right at the intersection ahead."

"I'll lend you a new car, who is so generous?" Someone showed the way, and Di Chen followed without thinking, and arrived at the Art Exhibition Center not long after.

"4S store." Gao Yusheng pushed open the car door and carried the child out.

"Huh?" Di Chen didn't hear clearly, he pulled out the key and locked the car door, took Zhai Mengmeng over and hugged him.

"Why don't you put your child in a full-time kindergarten?" Gao Yusheng didn't understand Zhai Chen's approach very well. He looked like he was short of money, but he still stayed in that kindergarten with extremely low wages, relying on part-time jobs to subsidize his family.

"This child has congenital heart disease, so I don't worry about putting him in kindergarten." Zhai Chen said honestly, this kind of disease is not easy to tell when he gets sick, and a teacher in an ordinary kindergarten can't take care of dozens of children. In case of any accident, he will be treated Before it's too late, the child will be gone.And the kind of kindergarten with small classes and exquisite teaching has extremely high tuition fees.

"Typical thinking of the poor." Gao Yusheng put down his rolled-up sleeves and buttoned them gracefully.

"That can't be helped, poor people live in poverty." Zhai Chen didn't intend to listen to Mr. Gao's course on getting rich and becoming well-off, so he took the lead to walk to the venue.

The exhibition center is quite lively today, and the electronic signboard in front of the door reads:

Main Venue: Antique Calligraphy and Painting Art Exchange Exhibition

The small hall on the second floor: Star·J Xingkong Photography Exhibition

What Gao Yusheng wanted to see was the photography exhibition on the second floor.The art center is too big, and designed to highlight the artistry. Zhai Chen looked for a long time but couldn't find where the entrance on the second floor was, and almost got lost in the maze of abstract art.Fortunately, Mr. Gao found the way quickly on the human-shaped map, and then led away the bodyguard with two circles of mosquito-repellent eyes.

Compared with the din of people downstairs, the photography exhibition here is much quieter.Zhai Chen, who has no artistic talent, has always felt that this kind of silly exhibition with a few photos for people to see must not sell tickets, but it turns out that there are still many visitors.

In the starry sky photography exhibition, the photographs are of course the starry sky. All the exhibited works come from the same photographer - Star·J. According to the introduction, he is one of the top starry sky photographers in the world and has won many awards.

The audience who entered the arena watched very seriously, some sighed softly about the exquisite beauty of the work, some discussed the meaning of the work with their companions, and some even shed tears at a picture of the starry sky.Zhai Chen stared blankly, unable to understand this collision of art and soul, and felt that these photos were no different from the marble floor tiles in the punctuation map company.

Gao Yusheng browsed through the peripheral works in detail, slowly walked deeper, and stopped in front of the last wall.There are only three photos hanging here, which are a continuous scene, carefully framed with photo frames, and the instructions inside are handwritten with ancient pens.

[July 1999, Province S]

This photo taken 19 years ago shows the process of a meteor falling.The meteor was so bright that it seemed close at hand.Coming from the sky, falling into the mountains and forests, it is like Prometheus rushing to the world with fire.

"This meteor has a specific name, it's called Fudou, because it caused a fire at that time." Gao Yusheng explained the three pictures to Zhai Chen in a low voice.

Fudou, in ancient myths and legends, is a strange beast that brings fire.Few meteors start fires, and most burn up before they hit the ground, and when they do fall, they are just quiet meteorites.At that time, it was not known whether it was caused by meteors or lightning in the mountains, but a rare forest fire occurred.

"Hi, I saw you again." A Chinese voice with a foreign accent came from behind, and Zhai Chen turned his head and took a step to block Gao Yusheng, waiting for the guy who suddenly approached.It was a middle-aged man with a Chinese face, wearing a photography vest, a painter's hat, and a black and white mustache.

"It's okay, he's a photographer," Gao Yusheng comforted Di Chen, and shook hands with the man, "Mr. Ji."

This person is the owner of the film festival. His original name was Ji Changhe. Later, he changed his name to Ji Xinghe because he was obsessed with the starry sky. After changing his nationality, he took a foreign stage name—Star·J

"Gao is a loyal fan of mine, and he went to the exhibitions in Paris and Rome." Ji Xinghe explained to Zhai Chen that this earliest work was the beginning of his shooting meteors, and not many people appreciated it. For Gao Yusheng This confidant attaches great importance to it, and happily talks about his situation when he filmed "The Fight".At that time, he was taking pictures of the starry sky on the cliff when he suddenly saw something falling down.A big fireball exploded with a bang, which will be unforgettable for a lifetime.He was originally a star observation enthusiast, and since then he has been obsessed with shooting various meteors.

"Watching meteors a lot, sometimes I feel that they are not meteors." Ji Xinghe lowered his voice and said rather mysteriously.

"Isn't it a shooting star, UFO?" Zhai Chen looked at the artist as if he was looking at a fool.

Ji Xinghe touched his beard and smiled, but did not answer, but continued to popularize his favorite shooting star to Zhai Chen: "'Huo Dou' left a meteorite, it is in the Provincial Museum of S, if you are free You can go and have a look." After saying that, he left with his hands behind his back.

"Uncle, are meteors spaceships?" Zhai Mengmeng had heard of UFOs, so he probably knew what they meant.

"Don't listen to that old man, he watched too many meteors and his head was smashed out of the moon crater," Zhai Chen hurriedly corrected the child's common sense problem, and turned to look at Gao Yusheng who was influenced by art with a Zen expression, "I have a I have always wanted to ask you a question, why do you like the starry sky so much? You wear dark blue clothes every day, and your watch is also a luminous star."

"Have you heard that poem?" Unable to correct the problem that his watch is not luminous, Gao Yusheng chanted maintaining an artistic style, "Do you look at the stars, my stars? I would like to be the sky, so that countless eyes can see you .”

"..." Zhai Chen was startled by the sudden poetry, and it took him a while to realize, "I know."

Gao Yusheng's eyes brightened slightly, and he looked at him with a little expectation: "What do you know?"

"You have a crush on that photographer!"

"..."

"It's okay, it's 2018 now, and I don't discriminate against people with special sexual orientation."

Mr. Gao felt that his aesthetics had been insulted.

While the two were strolling around the photography exhibition, Fang Chuyang was pondering over the words left by Mr. Gao: "Yuan Xiaoai, who pestered him, knew Wang Qiang, the deceased in Nancheng, and he also received a warning from strange symbols. Wang Qiang's wife recognized him." This symbol, Li Ting also died after receiving the symbol."

Chen Zhaohui, who was sitting at the leading table, drew a relationship diagram on the paper while listening: "Deputy team, what does this mean?"

"If this symbol really represents a cult, it's really like what the bastard Di Chen said—Li Mochou." Fang Chuyang frowned.

"What Li Mochou?" The honest boy Chen Zhaohui had never watched "The Legend of Condor Heroes".

Fang Chuyang glared at him, then turned to look at Xiao Ma who was sorting out Wang Jinghang's call data: "Ma Tianxing, tell him why Li Mochou left bloody handprints in the first place?"

The pony touched his too long horse face, and said seriously: "Kill the heartless man."

"That's right, kill the heartless man!" Fang Chuyang dragged the picture drawn by Xiao Chen over, "These people all have a common feature, they are entangled by their predecessors, current or delusional. Yuan Xiaoai, the delusional patient who entangled Gao Yusheng , works in Wang Qiang's company, in other words, she should know Wang Qiang's wife, Zhou Yufen."

"That is to say, if the same person is behind this, Yuan Xiaoai and Zhou Yufen are in a relationship of mutual introduction." Captain Fan came out with a cup of hot tea and leaned on the table. "This kind of introduction is either a killer. Contact information, or a cult organization."

Just as he was talking, Xiao Zhang, who had been rummaging through the database for a whole day, called and yelled loudly: "Captain, I found it! This symbol appeared in the data 13 years ago, and it was from the province of S. A cult called Star Worship Sect!"

In the evening, Zhai Chen sent the eldest young master home and took a taxi back by himself, it was already a bit late.Carrying the sleeping Mengmeng upstairs, she met Aunt Zhu who opened the door to enjoy the cool air.

"Where did you come back so late?" Aunt Zhu asked with concern.

Zhai Mengmeng opened his eyes in a daze, and answered without thinking: "I'm going to see the elite, rich and handsome."

"Oh, so I'm going to meet..." Aunt Zhu suddenly stopped, looked up and down at Zhai Chen in a daze, and suddenly remembered the sentence in the morning - social elites, rich and handsome, like to marry kindergarten teachers.

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Notes:

Do you look at the stars, my stars?I would like to be the sky, so that countless eyes can see you. - Plato

The previous word itself has other meanings. In order to prevent misleading students who did not take the college entrance examination, Meteor's name was changed to Fudou.