White lotus cultivation system

Today is the day of my mother's operation.

He came to the hospital early and accompanied the woman all morning until he watched her being pushed into the operating room.

Wandering outside the operating room for a while, Uncle Bing looked at his watch before walking out of the hospital.There is a wide square near the hospital, beside the square is the Municipal Public Security Bureau, the environment is well managed, the neat granite floor is retro and generous, occasionally a group of white pigeons hula la fly to the ground to peck.

He accidentally saw a flower shop on the side of the road, thought for a while and walked in.

When he came out, the beautiful boy held a bouquet of red carnations in his hands. According to the owner of the florist, this flower expressed respect for mother's love and blessing to the sick, and it was the most suitable gift for the sick mother.

The boy with a pretty face like an angel is holding a bouquet of delicate red flowers in his hands, sitting on the bench by the fountain, it may be that someone has fed corn grains to the pigeons here before, and the remaining rice grains have attracted several pigeons A white dove of peace feeds at the boy's feet.

Qin Feixie has been busy solving the park massacre case at hand for the past few days. Yes, the massacre. This major incident that was hidden from the public shocked the leadership of China, and also alarmed the Interpol overseas. Sent him to this land that was his homeland.

The police officer who was born and raised overseas was taking advantage of his lunch break, sitting in a coffee shop by the side of the square, ordering a cup of coffee and looking out the window comfortably. He relaxed, as if the softest part of his heart had been caressed.

It seems that the hometown of the elders is indeed as they said, it is worth remembering.

"Huh?" Mr. Mercenary felt the gaze focused on him, and turned his head to the source of the gaze, only to see a handsome man smiling at him, with a pair of extremely beautiful eyes full of appreciation.

The voice of the system that had been silent for a long time gasped: "It turned out to be him!..."

"Who is he?"

The system kept silent about this, and only murmured: "This plot character came so much earlier..."

Is this also a drama character?Hearing this, the beautiful boy returned the man with a distant smile. At this time, there was a cry of a child not far away. He turned his head and saw a little girl with cute braids standing there crying. Her face was blurred with tears, and the lace of a small princess leather shoe on one foot was broken.

Uncle-level men always have no resistance to loli, and Uncle Bing is no exception. He hurried forward, squatted down, and, uh, couldn't help rubbing the top of the little girl's hair first, the braids were so soft The touch captured his uncle's heart in an instant, causing his heart to ripple like water waves!Then he remembered to comfort the child in front of him, so he took out a tissue, carefully wiped the tears on her face, and asked softly, "Little friend, why are you crying here?"

"Mama... Mama is gone! I'm so scared!" the little girl cried.

"Don't be afraid, uncle... Uh, brother will take you to find your mother right away." Mr. Mercenary couldn't help but stroked the little girl's braids that lured uncle into committing crimes!

"Leave her to me." The handsome police officer came out of the coffee shop at some point, and took out his police ID card in front of the two of them: "I am a policeman, let me take her to the Public Security Bureau so that I can contact her easily." The family came to pick her up."

Mr. Bing looked up at the police officer's ID card of the ordinary policeman in the opponent's hand, and raised his eyebrows indistinctly: "I'll go with you."

Qin Feixie smiled: "Okay." As he said that, he bent down and picked up the little girl who was complaining of foot pain.

The beautiful boy quickly got up to follow, and picked up a small leather shoe that the little girl had dropped on the ground.

The two walked into the police station one after another. The little girl was handed over to other police officers by Qin Feixie. During the lunch break, there was nothing to do. The handsome police officer poured a glass of soda for the kind-hearted (?) handsome boy. Glancing at the bouquet in the other party's hand, he casually asked, "Who are these flowers for?"

Xiao Baihua: "Give it to the hospitalized mother."

"That's it... I wish your mother a speedy recovery."

"Thank you for your blessings."

"Your accent doesn't look like a local, where did you live?"

"Uh, is it..." Mr. Mercenary was confused by the other party's sudden question and didn't know how to answer, so he could only vaguely say, "I'm a local..."

"Oh?" The police officer didn't go into details, but brought the topic to himself: "I just came to China not long ago, and this is the hometown of my ancestors."

He followed the other party's topic: "Where did you live before?"

"In Paris, France." Qin Feixie said, "Although there are many interesting places there, there are actually serious problems with law and order."

When Uncle Bing heard this place, the corners of his mouth twitched indistinctly. He looked at the other party's peach blossom eyes with a sense of familiarity, and asked tentatively, "I don't know your name yet..."

The handsome police officer smiled slightly: "My surname is Qin, you can call me Officer Qin. How about you?"

"My surname is Li," the beautiful boy stood up, raised his wrist and looked at his watch, with an anxious expression on his face, "I'm sorry, if I have nothing to do, I'll take my leave first, my mother is still waiting for me in the hospital."

"Well, I'll see you off." Qin Feixie immediately stood up.

At the gate of the Public Security Bureau, after Mr. Mercenary waved goodbye to the handsome police officer, he turned around with a strange expression on his face.

He thought he might know the other person's full name.

Qin Feixie, that annoying brat.

Officer Qin, who had no idea that he had been recognized, was in a good mood at this moment. He went to the locker room and changed into a dark blue police uniform. His muscular lines changed accordingly, and his originally lazy and harmless temperament also changed. The young man who was already too handsome in the mirror now looked even more handsome and heroic.

Police uniforms and suits are always the most wonderful and interesting clothing for men. This sentence is absolutely true.

He pushed open the door of the interrogation room, and the police officers guarding inside nodded respectfully to him and left one after another, leaving only the captain of the criminal police team, Zheng Wangming, who walked over and closed the door.

Qin Feixie sat across from the homeless man who was said to be the only witness at the scene of the Swan Park massacre. A transparent glass window blocked the two sides. He directly reached out and threw the paper, pen and recording tools into the drawer, and the entire desktop became dry. Erjing, he showed a gentle and reassuring smile to the person opposite: "Don't be nervous, just say what comes to mind."

……

After two hours of guidance and reassurance, the mentally disturbed homeless man was still in a state of incoherent speech, but his mood was much more stable than before——

"God...an angel!" The homeless man repeated a sentence with a dull expression: "Angel...killed everyone!..."

"... an angel?" Qin Feixie frowned slightly, thoughtfully.

Zheng Wangming guessed: "Is it the organization code or identity hint of another group of participants?"

"The possibility of this is indeed the greatest." Qin Feixie mused, "What exactly does an angel mean?"

The image of a pretty angelic boy squatting down and whispering to comfort the little girl flashed through his mind, and Qin Feixie paused as he walked out of the interrogation room: Maybe things are not so complicated?They had investigated homeless people before, and the other party's experience was very innocent-would such a person really know the existence of secret codes like organizations?Perhaps the angels he speaks of are really just what the eyes see?

But then, he laughed off the wild idea.

"Of course there are no angels in the world," he said to himself, "It must have something to refer to."

……

Mr. Mercenary returned to the hospital and waited for a while, the light in the operating room was turned off, he felt tense, and hurried forward, the door was pushed open, and the nurses pushed the sleeping woman out, even though she had seen He is used to life and death, but people are not grass and trees. At this moment, he also feels at a loss for the safety of the existence called "mother" in front of him.

The nurse seemed to be used to the anxiety of the family members. She took the time to turn her head and nodded to the handsome boy, and said soothingly, "The operation was a success."

He breathed a sigh of relief, it worked, well, that's great.

everything will get better.

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Therefore, Mr. Mercenary was also in a good mood today, so that when Han Yi returned home at night, he saw the clean clothes hanging on the balcony, the quilts were neatly folded, and the beautiful boy was wearing a cute apron, and his men were carrying knives like Flying, delicacies with all kinds of color, fragrance and taste were served on the table, and he turned on the TV with a smile, and handed the remote control to the young man who was stunned by the scene in front of him and stood at the door.

Fuck, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah!

The other party's virtuous behavior made Han Yi's mind suddenly stuck.

There is a conspiracy, there must be a conspiracy!Is it revenge for last night when I...? !

But... another voice came out of Han Yi's heart, and said in his ear: A virtuous wife who looks forward to her husband's return with delicious food every night, what are you waiting for, marry her!

... The young man's eyebrows twitched, and he drove the frenzied voice out of his mind with a cold face.

Sure enough, after Han Yi ate the last supper in fear, he saw the handsome young man sitting opposite him pick up the remote control and turn off the TV that was reporting the news.The LCD screen was swiped to black, and the room suddenly fell silent.

"..." A drop of cold sweat dripped from Han Yi's forehead, silently waiting for the blow.

The mercenary stood up and showed a gentle smile, but it made the young man with a guilty conscience shudder: "Every day in the middle of the night, theory class; the second half of the night, practical class, OK?"

"...Li, theory class?" He didn't dare to ask when he could scream!

(Han Shiqi, have you been tuned and taught to be like this...)

"Yes," Xiao Baihua rubbed her green fingers, "Anti-reconnaissance, anti-espionage, anti-encirclement, how to deal with villains in Southeast Asian countries, what to do first when you go to Mexico, and fishing in troubled waters in the Middle East... You have a lot to learn."

"...!" Han Yi suddenly felt that the idea of ​​ruling the underworld in City A was too uncouth, too conservative, too young and fresh!

From then on, a different world, oh no, the door of a new world slowly opened to Han Yi...