mayfly era

The hustle and bustle of Bar Street has come to an end, the lights are off, and the ground is full of garbage, with semi-solid sludge dripping everywhere.

Chen Li walked outside the store, and he stood there with his hands in his coat pockets, the wind blew his black hair, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was avoiding the tail of the wind.

He is very calm at the moment, because apart from calm, any extra emotions are of no benefit.They didn't look for Young Master Mei, but Young Master Mei came to the door by himself, which wasn't a complete accident.

The figure of Master Mei appeared in his field of vision 10 minutes later. He seemed to have come alone, wearing a thick long coat and black leather gloves on his hands. He was not walking fast, every step was slow Step on the ground firmly, and the metal plate at the heel crunches the garbage on the ground.

The eyes of the two met, and a gentle and polite smile appeared on Young Master Mei's thin face.

He walked all the way to the door of the bar before stopping, looking at his posture, if it wasn't for Chen Li who was blocking the door, he might have already entered the room.

"Boss Chen, are you still closed?" Young Master Mei spoke first, his tone was the same as last time, still so gentle and polite.

"T doesn't go to work today." Chen Li said coldly.

"Well, then I want to drink a glass of wine, would Boss Chen be willing to entertain me?"

"It's already closed, Master Mei, go get some drinks elsewhere."

Young Master Mei's expression didn't change at all because of Chen Li's hostility, he was still a gentleman, "Boss Chen has taken care of my family all these years, I should buy you a drink."

"I'm afraid you have invited me to 'drink a pot'."

"So Boss Chen prefers to drink tea." Young Master Mei pretended not to understand.

"Master Mei, people like you don't need to be polite, it's better to speak up."

Young Master Mei raised the corners of his mouth. When he smiled, a dimple appeared on the left cheek. If Chen Li hadn't known his treacherous and cruel actions, he would probably have thought that this was a young and handsome man. gentleman.

"Boss Chen, you let me eat a poisonous fruit, but I want to thank you, because I have never eaten such a sweet thing in my life."

"Don't blame others for eating indiscriminately."

"I'm thanking you. In order to express my gratitude, I'm willing to help you keep a secret about your... biological mother."

Young Master Mei's voice was not loud, but it pierced into Chen Li's chest like an icy sword.

He felt a sudden cold all over his body, and the metal and frost spread like a virus, spreading all over his body in an instant.

Chen Yue heard the strange chanting again, this time there was no content, or this kind of pronunciation that he had never heard before was also a kind of language.He swallowed hard all the emotions that surged up, and looked calmly and firmly into Master Mei's eyes.

"I don't need it." He bit out these four words between his teeth.

"Why don't you need it?" Young Master Mei's ending sound was melodious, as if it could confuse all living beings.

"Master Mei, villains like to play tricks."

"I'm not a big man either." Young Master Mei folded his hands together and looked at the distant place with a bit of piety, "I'm a martyr."

The phantom voices chanting all over the sky tore at Chen Li's brain, but as the word "martyr" fell to the ground, all the sounds suddenly fell silent.

But at the next moment, he heard a strange tone again, like a child learning to speak, repeating a sentence over and over again - "My name is Chen Ming, Bright Ming".

"My name is Chen Ming, bright Ming."

Who is Chen Ming?He yelled back in his mind.

At the same time, he held the iron blade in his pocket with his hand, and the blade pierced into the flesh, bleeding when it came off, instantly soaking the lining of his pocket.The interrogation and pain relieved him temporarily from all kinds of auditory hallucinations.

He seized the opportunity to gasp desperately, swallowed the airflow empty-handed, and then spit it out forcefully, the trachea swelled to severe pain.

Finally, with the help of pain and deep breathing, he forcibly pulled himself out of the cramped illusion.

But who is Chen Ming?

There is a difference of one word, Guangming Ming, her name is not this word.

This world is full of puzzles, as if living spirits are entangled with him... But he knows that he will smash them one by one, smashing them to pieces.

"Boss Chen, are you not feeling well?" Young Master Mei's concerned tone floated into his ears.

Chen Li's face turned pale, but he suddenly smiled, staring at Young Master Mei with dark eyes, his eyes were like a wild beast staring at its prey, "Actually, you are still a human being, aren't you?"

For the first time, Young Master Mei's expression changed, a bit of loneliness appeared in his eyes, he raised his hand to caress his thin face, and said in a low voice, "What's the point of being a human being."

"As a human being, you are still Mei Zhuan." Chen Li said lightly.

"It's not... an identity that cannot be given up." Young Master Mei smiled wryly, as if talking to himself.

"The writer is inside, but I won't let you in. If you don't believe me, you can ask the knife in my hand."

Chen Yue took his left hand out of his pocket. His hand was already dripping with blood, but he could hold the knife tighter, and his voice became calmer.

"He is my old friend and has helped me a lot. I don't want to take his life yet," said Young Master Mei. "He still wants to attend...the grand dinner I hosted."

"Then will you invite me?"

"Of course, the entire central city will be invited to my feast, on the day of the reunion festival." Young Master Mei nodded, his appearance was handsome and handsome, with tenderness in the corners of his eyes and brows.

"It's another big fire from the Dao Li Tian, ​​isn't it?"

Young Master Mei shook his head, "That's too rough and has no artistry."

Chen Li's gaze was cold and calm, "You have no right to judge others, Master Mei."

"No one is eligible."

"You are extremely unqualified." Chen Li sneered.

"I'm sorry, Boss Chen, I can't chat with you any longer. If there is a chance in the future, I still want to have a drink with you." Having said this, his expression suddenly became a little sinister, and he lowered his voice, "Talk about those Things you dare not tell people."

"Master Mei, I am different from you. I have always had a clear conscience."

"Perhaps." Young Master Mei waved his black-gloved hands. He looked a little tired, and before Chen Li could respond, he turned around unsteadily and walked towards the outside of the bar street.

The heavy clothes were dangling left and right on him, making him look so thin.

Chen Li watched Young Master Mei leave, until his figure disappeared completely, he opened the door and walked back to the bar, the smoking gun was sitting at the door, the writer might be tired from vomiting, lying in the deep booth drowsy .

The smoking gun pointed to his ear, "I heard everything."

"There are still fifteen days left for the Reunion Festival. Some people like to foretell their crimes in advance, so that they will have more pleasure when they succeed." Chen Li threw the knife in his hand on the low table beside him and made a "clang".

The bong didn't pick up, and raised his chin, "Hand."

Chen Li was silent for a moment, then passed his left hand over.

"What's the matter?" Smoker asked while helping him bandage.

"I think there should be something on him that stimulates my brain and makes me have auditory hallucinations," Chen Li said lightly, and glanced at the writer who seemed to be asleep at the side, "The day he said, It turns out that Young Master Mei was also there, and this can also explain why I suddenly had a headache that day... It wasn't the kind of trouble."

Smoker frowned, "Damn it, I knew I wouldn't let you go."

"I feel that I am not the only one who is stimulated," Chen Li straightened his back, "Perhaps my existence is also a kind of countermeasure to him."

With Chen Li's calm expression and iron-like straight back, he stood there, even the god of death couldn't make him bend down.

What kind of temperament is Chen Li? In the past eight years, he has been taught countless times. Smoker couldn't help sighing, holding Chen Li's freshly bandaged hand, rubbing it against his face, and muttering to himself, "What should I do with you..."

"...Don't worry, don't mess around." Chen Yue used his other hand to smooth the hair of the smoking gun, which was already the most gentle behavior he could do.

"I believe in you, and I will always believe in you," said Smoker softly.

Chen Li also felt a little tired, slowly withdrew his hand, and sat down beside the smoking gun.Both of them fell into silence, and the messy bar was filled with the pungent smell of alcohol and tobacco.

Typhoid's voice suddenly sounded in the ear canal, "Someone picked up Young Master Mei, the car is first class."

The first level refers to the first to fifth bureaus plus the military and political department, which almost controls the power of the entire country.

Among them, the second, third, fourth, and fifth bureaus have inherent attributes, respectively ruling the country's law, economy, security, and armaments, while the first bureau is extremely mysterious, and its functions and members have never been disclosed through any channels.

Whether Master Mei received first-level asylum or was taken away and detained, they don't know for the time being.

"We'll go back later." Chen Li said.

"It's up to you, the boss told me to get off work." Typhoid quickly cut off the communication.

Chen Li took the earphones out of the ear canal and threw them into the small box for the equipment, "Speaking of what happened before, I think what Professor Lin is hiding is not just the frequency with which Young Master Mei met him. The young master's words and deeds are very similar to him, I suspect that Professor Lin actually raised him."

"What should he do?" Smoker pointed at the writer lying beside him.

"Master Mei said he won't harm him. I don't believe it. We can't let him out of our sight these two days until he joins the Military and Political Department."

"How to operate?"

"Let him submit his own resume."

Chenchu ​​acted very quickly. After receiving the resume, he sent someone to pick up the writer and help him join the Military and Political Department, becoming a clerk in the Propaganda Department.

Chen Li and Yan Qiang returned to the base, and the place where they recently had a meeting turned into a cafeteria inexplicably.

During the process of handing over the whole matter with Fange, Fange remained silent and thoughtful, until Chen Li mentioned the suspected relationship between Professor Lin and Master Mei, and Fange did not speak.

"There is a reference room downstairs, you can look for it."