Mecha little prince

The little prince of Yue Dynasty, who traveled through time and space, had a miserable life in the future world.

First, he suffered an unknown injury, and was sent to a public hospital by kind people. Then, because he had no status and could not enjoy medical insurance, he owed a debt as soon as he recovered.In the end, he was sent to the police station because he had no identity.

When parting, the nurse sister and the doctor brother reluctantly saw off for a long time.Fearing that he would be wronged, the doctor's brother stuffed a handful of colorful talisman papers in his pocket.

Although it is said that "the son does not talk, the power and the gods are confused", but other people's intentions are not to be disappointed.Sitting in the police car, the little prince quietly took out the talisman papers in his pocket, flattened them one by one, arranged them in order from largest to smallest, and put them away properly.

As for the police station, the little prince heard from the nurse's sister that it was the yamen of this world, and it was full of policemen who knew every detail.

Afraid of being regarded as a monster, after he got out of the car, he maintained a high level of vigilance, and even followed the local gait to imitate the doctor's brother's "foreign horoscope" walking method, looking especially Wangba.

But the yamen in this world is not the same as imagined. There is no majestic Grand Master Qingtian who patted the gavel to give him a warning. Although the voice of the big man sent to inquire is rumbled, his expression is very kind: "What's your name?"

The little prince swallowed his saliva: "I'm alone... I'm Xia Sang Wuxia."

Sang has no time?Sang Wuxia?Sang Wuxia?mulberry……

The big guy handed him the tablet and pen casually: "Here, write it yourself."

The little prince has been in the hospital for so long, and he has already observed some common sense. He knows that the nib of the pen in this world is hard.He picked up the pen and simulated it in the air before dropping it carefully.

The correct regular script is quickly recognized by the tablet, but the traditional "no" is automatically converted into the simplified "no".

"Huh." The little prince didn't know simplified characters, thought it was wrong, and wanted to change it back, but the tablet had already been snatched away by the big man with sharp eyes and quick hands.

"age."

Seeing that the name chosen by his father was tampered with without authorization, the little prince was very frustrated, and his answer was even more concise: "Sixteen."

"place of birth."

"Dayue... inside the imperial city."

After the big guy is entered, the system automatically corrects it to "City in Nanyue District".

The big man's face suddenly became serious.In a major human trafficking case that was just cracked in the city, the trafficking route happened to be near the inner city.The young man's almost radiant beauty clearly meets the standards of abduction and trafficking.

Thinking of how such a little guy like white jade was kidnapped to his own land from thousands of miles away, and how much suffering he had suffered in the process, the big man felt pity spontaneously, and tried to ask softly: "Do you still remember how you came here?" Is it here?"

The little prince shook his head blankly.

The doctor's brother also asked him about the origin of his injuries at the beginning. According to them, he had cuts, stab wounds, abrasions, falls... his body was completely bruised, but he had no impression of being injured at all. It hurts, and when the injury is a little better, the nurse sister, doctor brother seems to have decided that he has amnesia, and never asked again.With their gentle company, he quickly passed the adaptation period and gradually accepted the fact that he came to a strange world alone.

The big man looked at the "selective amnesia" on the medical case and gave up looking for the bottom line.

Because he is a minor and possibly abducted, the little prince easily registered as a refugee from South Vietnam.

The little prince who got the temporary identity card was very tangled.

There is a small photo on the card. He is wearing a strange round-neck white cotton short coat - the doctor's brother's T-shirt when he was a student. Will the prince's elder brother not recognize him when he sees it?But this card really gave him a foothold in this world.

He sighed, and helped the big comb of the nurse on his head.It is said that when he was discovered, he had no hairpin or crown, and his hair was disheveled. The leather rope on his head was given by the nurse sister, but it was tied too loosely. His hair was smooth and seemed to fall off at any time...

The little prince glanced at the big man with a crew cut, a little envious.Short hair is indeed convenient, but he has skin and skin, so he has to protect his parents even if they are not around.

The big man called back: "I have contacted the Nanyue District Police Department, they are verifying your identity, and the results will be available soon, and you will be able to go home and reunite with your family."

Although I don't know where the Nanyue District is, it is impossible for the family to reunite.The little prince raised his big watery eyes and asked uneasily: "If the search fails, what should I do?"

"Uh, don't worry about it." Is that what people in the South Vietnam area say?The big man searched his brains for the same polite words to answer, "People from the Welfare Bureau will come over later, if it doesn't work, you should live in the Welfare Bureau until you become an adult, then work locally, get married and have children."

The strange life plan made the little prince very dazed.

He was granted the title of King of Fortune since he was born, and what he praised was a golden job that he could eat for a lifetime without rebellion.The queen mother also met each other after marriage, all of them are the daughters of the Duke's family, all of them are as beautiful as flowers and jade, gentle and virtuous.Alas, it's a good thing it hasn't been decided yet, otherwise she would definitely suffer criticism if he disappeared suddenly, the little prince is a little lucky.As for getting married and having children in this world, he doesn't think about it yet.He is still young, and he still has the hope of going home, and he doesn't want to rashly leave his worries, which will make the future difficult.

The people from the Welfare Bureau arrived dripping with sweat at one o'clock in the afternoon.

The little prince, who had a working lunch at the police station, was taking a nap.The big man sat on the side and read the documents, raising his hand and waving his fan from time to time to drive away the mosquitoes surrounding the little prince waiting to be fed.Seeing him, he immediately made a "shh" gesture.

Person from the Welfare Bureau: "..." He was urging him to come quickly on the phone, but he was annoyed when he arrived, what did he want?Scumbag!

After the time travel, the little prince felt shallow, the two just had an eyebrow dispute, and he woke up with a start, rubbing his eyes and sitting up.

The eyes of the people from the Welfare Bureau lit up.No wonder even a big guy with no aesthetics said he was good-looking, this young man is more than good-looking, he looks like he walked out of an ancient painting.

The eager eyes of the little prince had seen a lot, and he didn't care. With the temporary identity given by the "Yamen", he became more confident, and stood up to say hello gracefully.

Afterwards, the little prince was officially handed over to the Welfare Bureau.

Before leaving, the big man also gave some talisman papers, fearing that he would not accept them, so he stuffed them into his pockets.

Although I don't know why everyone in this world prepares talisman papers, the little prince still gratefully accepts them out of a heart.When he got to the car, he took out all the talisman papers, flattened them again, and put them away.

The person from the Welfare Bureau was driving the car and was about to introduce the operation status of the bureau, when he looked up and saw him carefully counting the money in the rearview mirror, he was suddenly dumbfounded.

Sure enough, good-looking people even look so pure and natural as a philistine.

The Welfare Bureau is a very large department, and the Juvenile Security Section is just one of its subordinate institutions.Uncle Wang——before arriving, the two people in the same car finally exchanged names, took the little prince to register for welfare, and received a door card and a tablet with simple functions.

"Keep the door card away, and I will take you to your residence in a while. The mobile phone number has been bound to your identity, and you can find it from 'About Mobile Phone'. Your living expenses will be paid directly to your account tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. You can check it with your mobile phone. In the past two days, you should first use the money given to you by the big guy for emergency.”

Uncle Wang chattered a lot, which made the little prince dizzy.But when did the big guy give him money?He thought for a while, took out the talisman paper, and handed it to Uncle Wang, wanting to confirm if it was this thing.

"A total of more than 2000 yuan, enough." Uncle Wang felt that he thought it was too little, and touched his pocket awkwardly, "Nowadays, there are not many people who carry banknotes like big guys, haha... Let me give you a red envelope. "

The little prince didn't know that his unintentional actions were labeled as a "little money fan" by Shi Hammer, and he "earned" 500 yuan more, so he counted the money seriously.Before, I preconceived that it was a talisman paper, and I didn't read it carefully, but now I found that every banknote has a number written on it, which adds up to more than 2000 and two hundred.

"How did you know?" The little prince was extremely surprised, with a bit of admiration on his face.

Dare you click on the car so many times and still not understand?All the bystanders know, okay?Alas, it seems that the child's math is not very good.Uncle Wang said euphemistically: "Mathematics is the foundation of science. You are young, and there is still time to work hard."

math?The little prince who was at the bottom of the six arts in numerology suddenly withered.

Uncle Wang sent him to the resettlement building under the name of the Minor Security Bureau.The building has 33 floors in total, and he lived on the 32nd floor. When he came out of the elevator, there was a small window on the west side. The little prince looked down on his stomach and became dizzy.

Seeing his pale face, Uncle Wang comforted him: "It's okay, it will be fine if you stay for a long time. Oh, you won't be able to live for a few days. After completing the formalities, you will move to the school dormitory. Minwen Middle School is too far away from here." , commuting is inconvenient.”

Hearing the name of the school, the little prince sighed with emotion: "He is sensitive and studious, and he is not ashamed to ask his subordinates, so it is called 'literature'."

Uncle Wang didn't understand: "Actually, the name of the school is a combination of the names of the founders Yu Min and Liu Xiwen."

The two-bedroom house can accommodate four people.

Knowing that there was another roommate in the same room, the little prince was secretly relieved.

He has never been short of people sleeping next to him since he was a child. After crossing, he lived directly in a hospital where a nurse sister took care of him on a 24-hour shift, and he was never alone. He was very worried that he would be alone in the room at night.

"Your roommate is Xiao Zhen, who is one year older than you and is a sophomore in high school. I have notified him, and he should be back today."

The door lock suddenly clicked, and a boy with a slender ponytail pushed the door in: "Old Wang, you are here, this is the new little brother? Hey, he looks so good-looking."

Uncle Wang frowned: "Why did you come back so early? Did you skip class again?"

"I have formally asked for leave. Don't tarnish my tall and glorious image in front of my handsome brother."

"Is it formal that you wrote a leave note but forgot to hand it to the teacher?"

"...I remember this time! The teacher reminded me that there are only 24 hours in a day." As he spoke, he became embarrassed and pushed Lao Wang out angrily, "Oh, aren't you very busy? Hurry up Let's go, handsome brother, I will take good care of you. It's late, and Mrs. Wang will deduct your pocket money again."

Uncle Wang: "..." Has the version of my fear of guilt been upgraded to the point where pocket money will be deducted for overtime work?