imperial conquest plan

One month later, the first graders of Dishang College organized a social practice activity that every student must participate in. The time of the organization happened to be close to the Memorial Day of the victims of the Wendu Cathedral, so the school set the venue for the activity at the Venus Cemetery on Earth. .

When Qi Ling learned that the content of the activity was to do some voluntary work for the families of the victims and volunteer to take care of the elderly in nearby nursing homes, he was depressed for a while, and even Ai Fei couldn't stand it anymore.

However, Qi Ling later figured it out, An Lan's past was a fact, and he had to cross this hurdle, neither of them could escape.

The first-year students arrived on Earth a week earlier than the Wendu Church Memorial Day. After arranging accommodation, they assigned their work.Qi Ling saw that two children in the nursing home had passed away, and the old people who depended on each other were both surnamed Berg, and suddenly felt that this surname was very familiar.

After a long while, Qi Ling suddenly realized that it was the little girl among the victims who made the public opinion extremely indignant at that time, the family of Mary Berg.At that time, the public opinion circles complained angrily not only because the victim was too young, but also because her mother, Hathaway Berg, the only daughter of the Berger couple, also stayed with her for a while after her daughter died. Maybe she really committed suicide, maybe she left this place that made her sad, and disappeared completely.

An uncontrollable sadness surged in Qi Ling's heart. He really wanted to apologize to them instead of An Lan, but the apology was useless, not to mention that the old couple had finally come out of their grief and started a new life again. life.

The Bergs live in a separate house in a nursing home. The house is relatively old, and there is nothing particularly high-tech in it. Everything is simple.Qi Ling stood at their door for a long time, feeling extremely anxious.

Finally, an old lady wearing a top hat and a knitted dress poked her head out of the window, looked at Qi Ling standing below, and shouted, "Young man, why don't you knock on the door?"

Qi Ling raised his head: "Good morning, Mrs. Berg."

Mrs. Berg squinted her eyes and smiled, but her old voice was very hearty: "Thank you for your hard work, you come every year."

Mrs. Berg went downstairs and opened the door, and let Qi Ling in. The layout of the room was also very simple, the same as it was 30 or [-] years ago.Qi Ling briefly introduced himself and looked around: "Is Mr. Berg not there?"

Mrs. Berg sighed slightly: "The old man is not in good health, he is asleep."

Qi Ling: "If you need anything, please tell me."

Mrs. Berg smiled: "I want to tidy up the house today. The house is old and dusty. Can you do me a favor?"

Qi Ling nodded quickly and followed the old lady upstairs.This room is indeed quite old, and no automatic cleaning equipment has been installed, and it is all done by hand.Qi Ling asked the old lady to have a good rest, and took care of most of the work by herself, cleaning the whole house, and it took a whole afternoon.

Qi Ling pushed open the door of the study room. The study room is a small attic facing the light. There are many watercolor paintings and photographs hanging on the wall, and the color tone makes people feel warm.

Mrs. Berg stood at the door, her old eyes fixed on the words on the wall, and her voice was a little thin and lonely: "It belongs to my daughter and son-in-law. My daughter is a painter, and my son-in-law is a photographer."

When the old man said these words, his eyes were a little wet, but she quickly put on a hopeful and kind smile: "How is it? Isn't it beautiful?"

Qi Ling nodded, feeling sad in his heart.

Mrs. Berg walked to the bookshelf, pulled out a photobook from the bookshelf, and handed it to Qi Ling. Qi Ling opened it and saw that most of the pictures in it were Hathaway.Hathaway has long black hair and slightly drooping and gentle eyes. It can be seen that Hathaway's husband loves her very much, showing the beauty of his wife from every angle.

The edges of the photo book are wrinkled, and it can be seen that the Bergers should be turned frequently.Qi Ling flipped through the photo album, and his eyes suddenly stopped on an unremarkable photo.

In the picture, Hathaway faces the camera sideways, wearing a tube top dress, but on the edge of the dress on the right, half of a black tattoo-like pattern is exposed.The pattern was brown and snaked around her body like a vine.

Mrs. Berg noticed the photo that Qi Ling was looking at, and said: "It was taken on her birthday, when I was..."

However, Qi Ling didn't listen to a word. He stared blankly at the pattern, which occupied all his thoughts in astonishment.The moment he saw the pattern, heat emanated from his abdomen, and Qi Ling suddenly realized that it was the strange-shaped seal on his abdomen that was slowly heating up.

The phone rang in the living room downstairs, and Mrs. Berg turned and went downstairs to answer it, leaving Qi Ling alone in the study.Qi Ling was still staring at the photo, and the hand holding the photo album began to tremble slightly.

how is this possible……

Qi Ling stared at the lines almost out of his body, a mixture of shock, disbelief and excitement swept through his mind, he felt that what he was holding in his hand was not a photo album, but an unprecedented secret.

No one is more familiar with this pattern than Qi Ling. He was stunned for a while, but his mind still hasn't recovered from the momentary stimulation.After a while, Qi Ling took out the light screen, turned on the camera, took the picture, sharpened and enlarged the pattern——

Although it's only in half, Qi Ling can be sure that it's exactly the same as his own!No difference!

Is it a coincidence tattoo?Or is it really a seal of aliens?

Qi Ling thought of what was said in the public opinion, that Hathaway left a suicide note four days after her daughter passed away, disappeared without a trace, and has not yet been found——

This kind of drama that evaporated in the world, what else is it if it is not that! !

Hathaway turned out to be an alien! !

The lines on Qi Ling's abdomen seemed to really feel like a companion who was close at hand, and the heat became more and more intense, and Qi Ling even felt a little burning pain.

Even so, Qi Ling still couldn't believe it. He thought that there were only seven aliens in the world, but he didn't expect that there was another one that had never been discovered by people, and it was so close to him! !

In the past few decades, two aliens have appeared! !

However, Hathaway left a suicide note?why is that?Did she really commit suicide?Or did she know she was going to disappear?

Qi Ling couldn't be sure, just based on a photo from a few years ago, it's not enough to conclude an event with too little probability, but why did he feel the same way?

Qi Ling let out a breath slowly, it was really hard for him to express, his mood at this moment, a kind of invisible bond between his companions attracted him, he seemed to really feel the possibility of being the same Alien Hathaway's grief at loss and disappearance.

After a while, Qi Ling quickly closed the photo album, zoomed in on the photo just taken on the light screen, and identified Hathaway's special-shaped seal with the color recognition function. Color has reached 50.00% VIII.

Qi Ling lifted the hem of his clothes and swept his clothes, only reaching 30.00% two.

Qi Ling frowned and stared at the alien seal on the photo. He was almost convinced that the degree of alienation would be reflected in the color of the alien seal, and maybe the mystery of disappearance was also related to the color of the alien seal. To what extent—

However, Qi Ling had no way of knowing when Hathaway reached a few percent before disappearing.

When leaving, Qi Ling stood at the door and refused to leave. He turned to look at the kind Mrs. Berg, and asked, "Mrs. Berg, Miss Hathaway..."

Mrs. Berg looked at Qi Ling, waiting for his next words.

But Qi Ling stopped. If Hathaway was really abnormal, she would definitely not choose to tell her elderly parents who had already suffered the pain of losing their granddaughter. Even Qi Ling herself had hidden it from her parents for so long.

Qi Ling smiled: "Miss Hathaway is such a beauty, I'll go first, goodbye."

After coming out of the nursing home until he returned to the place where he lived, Qi Ling was out of his mind. Ai Fei asked him and he didn't say anything. He lay on his back on his bed and stayed in a daze for several hours.

Qi Ling felt a burst of excitement uncontrollably, and no one except him could understand the joy of knowing that he was so close to his companions.However, he also felt a pang of regret. Could it be that his disappearance was really predestined?

Qi Ling suddenly said: "Ai Fei, I will disappear."

Ai Fei was stunned, Qi Ling's tone was very calm, so calm that he felt a little scared.Qi Ling sat up, stretched his waist, and said lazily: "Where will I go after I disappear?"

Ai Fei: "Why did you say this suddenly?"

Qi Ling sighed: "It's nothing, I just thought of it suddenly."

Even if disappearance is really destined, Qi Ling also wants to understand that he still has a lot of things to do, at least he must finish those things before he disappears——

At least save An Lan before she disappears.

Qi Ling thinks about it, he actually has a lot of things left to do, he has never really set foot on the battlefield, he has not attended the wedding of Gu Xiaoyu and Lin Xiao, he is still a virgin, and so on.

Qi Ling has always been very optimistic, everything can make him see the good side, anyway, he has gained a companion by accident, which is enough to make him happy for several months.

A week later, on the day of the Wendu Cathedral Memorial Day, many family members of the victims or people who came to pray for blessings came from all directions to the Venus Cemetery on Earth. Reports from outside the cemetery.

Qi Ling and his team were arranged to clean up the fallen leaves and petals from flowers around the cemetery.Even after eight years, many family members still fell on the tombstone of the deceased and wept.

Qi Ling squatted behind a banyan tree in the cemetery, holding a broom in his hand, and looked at everyone who came to pay respects. He also saw the Berg couple. Mr. Berg was sitting in a wheelchair, being pushed by Mrs. Berg. Flowers were placed in front of the granddaughter's grave, and they closed their eyes and prayed for a while as if they were blessings, and then the two left slowly.

Qi Ling stayed until the evening, and when the other students left, he still stayed, bowed deeply in front of each tombstone, and then sent his own flowers.

At this time, Qi Ling suddenly saw a person standing in front of a tombstone not far away.The man was wearing a black suit, standing in front of a tombstone, just staring at the tombstone, motionless, neither offering flowers nor saying anything.

Qi Ling didn't want to disturb that man either, the other party deliberately waited until everyone left before coming, he must not want others to disturb him, so he worshiped quietly by himself.

When Qi Ling arrived in front of the tombstone where the man was standing, the man was still motionless, Qi Ling glanced at him secretly, and the other party was only a few years older than himself, very young.However, what surprised Qi Ling was that the man's face did not show any sadness, but was filled with a cramped and forbearing expression. Qi Ling took a closer look, only to find that the man's hand on his side was He clenched his fist tightly.

Qi Ling thought to himself, this man must still be hating the massacre, and without thinking too much, he went up to put flowers, bowed deeply towards the tombstone, folded his hands together, closed his eyes and prayed.

The owner of the tombstone is Charles, and Qi Ling has also heard of this name. Eight years ago, he was a senior commander of the Sunstar Alliance military region.

It's just that Qi Ling didn't expect that when he was about to leave, the man suddenly said: "Who are you?"

Qi Ling was taken aback, he didn't expect that there would be family members who cared so much about the identity of the person who came to worship, he turned to look at him, the man frowned slightly, with a bit of displeasure in his expression.

Qi Ling said: "Hi sir, I am a student of Dishang College. I just came to mourn. Did I bother you? Sorry."

The man's eyes stopped on Qi Ling's officer's uniform and the badge on his chest, and asked, "Are you an officer?"

Qi Ling was slightly surprised: "I am."

Unexpectedly, the man's eyes suddenly became more sad. He looked down at Charles' tombstone, with a bitter and sad smile on the corner of his mouth: "I really don't know why you are willing to serve such a person as subordinates."

Qi Ling frowned. Although he didn't know what was wrong with the man in front of him and Charles, he still said, "Sir, please don't disrespect the deceased."

The man's eyes were extremely gray, and his voice was hoarse and deep: "I'm not here to mourn him, I'm just here to let him know that there will always be someone who will remember what he did."

Qi Ling was completely stunned, staring at the man in front of him in shock, a bad premonition rose in his heart.Although he didn't know who the man in front of him was, Qi Ling's intuition told him that this matter was very important.

Qi Ling said seriously: "Sir, what do you mean?"

But the man didn't seem to want to mention this matter with Qi Ling, turned around and left without saying a word, Qi Ling stepped forward and quickly grabbed him: "What happened?"

When Qi Ling said this, the man trembled and felt helpless for a moment. He lowered his head and gritted his teeth tightly, his fingertips turned white. He shook off Qi Ling's hand and walked forward quickly, almost running away.

Qi Ling stepped forward to block his way, and the man panicked, gritted his teeth and said, "This is none of your business!"

Qi Ling grabbed him tightly and shouted: "Please listen to me!!"

The man was hysterical: "Let go of me!! I don't want to deal with you guys anymore!! You'll just make me sick!!"

Qi Ling was pushed a stagger, the man almost escaped and ran away, Qi Ling was not reconciled, he gritted his teeth and chased after him, blocking the man's way again, the man panicked: "What are you going to do?! I called the police! !"

Qi Ling: "Sir, we are the ones in charge of security here now, please don't be afraid, I just want to ask some questions."

The man trembled all over, with a look of fear in his eyes, as if Qi Ling was a monster that could eat people, and stepped back step by step.Qi Ling took out his light screen, opened An Lan's photo, and asked, "Do you know him?"

The man glanced, still vigilant: "...I know, the murderer of the Wendu case."

Qi Ling opened another photo, which was Guan Huai's portrait in the Imperial College Hall of Fame.

Qi Ling asked: "What about this person?"

Unexpectedly, the moment the man saw Guan Huai, his eyes suddenly opened, his mouth opened slightly, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't speak a word.In the end, under Qi Ling's shocked gaze, the man knelt down powerlessly and cried bitterly.