In the palm of his outstretched palm lay a watch, an old-fashioned cheap electronic watch from some obscure light machine factory, with many lines engraved on the dial, but no numerals.
Although cheap but very durable, the slender hands tirelessly walked in circles under the action of the weak current of the battery, and walked for so many years without stopping, like a planet around the stars, and like people repeating scenes of parting and reunion in life.
Xu Le silently looked at the watch in his palm, looked at the running hands, looked at the familiar electrolyte stain in the strap, the speed of the heart beating in his chest gradually became violent, and a familiar voice that he hadn't heard for many years resurfaced in his head, this sound was buzzing, as if it came from an empty underground mine "Of course I live, Lao Tzu will live forever."
The tool hung behind the blue cargo pants supported by the buttocks, and the uncle and boss, who were messy in the wind, threw the incredible bracelet to him very casually when he was parting from the mine in the autumn, took off the cheap watch that the teenager had worn for many years, and then said a lot of complicated and literary things.
Those confessions Xu Le has never forgotten, but the most profound memory is this sentence that seemed sad at the time, but now I think about it is an arrogant declaration.
In the confession like his last words, Feng Yu thought that his eyebrows were like knives, too upright and too straight, which would suppress his vision and hurt his mind, if he could change it, he would change it.
A few years later, Xu Le is no longer an orphan boy crying sadly at parting, the knife-like ink eyebrows have been shaved sparsely because of the disguise, but the real him in the depths of his soul is still as straight as a knife and has not changed.
Looking at the watch in his palm, the expression on his face was very weird, and his knife-like eyebrows gradually frowned, frowning very tightly, so tight that the center of his eyebrows ached for a while.
"Give me back your watch."
Qi Dabing noticed his strange appearance, looked at his watch, and shouted nervously.
Xu Le still ignored him, turned around and pushed the door in with an expressionless face.
"Who is Qi Dabing, why do you value him so much, if I want to find his teacher, how should I find it, and how much do you know about this watch?"
The old man behind the table raised his head a little suspiciously, and when he saw the watch Xu Le held in his hand, he tilted his head slightly as if thinking about the past, and the old age spots on his face became clearer and clearer for some reason in the dim light.
"This is not the most cherished watch of the GI, why is it in your hand As for his identity, well, there is nothing special in fact, but he has some very faint royal blood, which the entire organization knows."
The cold wind was blowing in the spacious conference room, and the stuffy heat outside the window could not be transmitted at all, and dozens of imperial officials with serious expressions could be vaguely seen in the dark venue, but no noise could be heard, and the discipline of the imperial team was reflected at a glance at this moment.
The ultra-thin light curtain in front of him kept rolling pictures and intelligence summaries, and a high-definition picture of the imperial official with a cold expression always stayed at the top of the rolling screen, and his identity was annotated next to it: Qi Dabing, former deputy captain of the fourth brigade of the Royal Special Battalion, and the latest batch of Jinxing Order winners in the empire.
"According to the joint investigation of the Ministry of War and the Intelligence Agency, it has been confirmed that this person is an important figure in the treasonous organization, and the latest intelligence shows that he should still be in the capital."
As the archives on the light curtain scrolled, the senior general who presided over the meeting said in a deep voice: "I can remind you that this betrayer may have a little royal blood on his body, which is being confirmed by the Badge Administration, but according to the wise instructions of His Highness, this operation can be disregarded." ” In the quiet venue, dozens of disciplined officers finally made some noise at this time, but at this moment, I don't know who suddenly turned on the headlights, and the originally dark venue suddenly became bright, extremely dazzling.
The general frowned, looked at the position of the door, and was about to get angry, but when he saw the young officer with an indifferent expression, his heart suddenly tightened, and he made a standard military salute and said loudly: "Your Highness" Huai Caoshi looked at him and asked, "Three minutes ago, the Intelligence Agency had already sent the latest information to your terminal, and you are still telling the information for three hours, and your people have not made any moves, I need to explain." ” The imperial general suddenly felt that cold sweat seeped out of his back, and everyone in the military department knew that after the secret incident in the Fan Mansion a few years ago, Her Royal Highness the princess was under tremendous pressure and resolutely postponed the deadline for rushing to the front line indefinitely, what is the real reason, and at this time it is obvious that Her Royal Highness has doubts about his ability to act.
"The terrain there is complicated, the buildings are dense, and the most important thing is that there are too many residents," the general lowered his voice and explained respectfully, "and the people of the 9th district have always been very obedient, and the staff is working on the best plan." ” The ninth district in the mouth of the ruling class of the empire is the slum that occupies a corner of the Tianjing Star Capital, which is as disgusting as rotten sores but cannot be cut off.
Huai Caoshi's eyebrows frowned slightly, and she looked at the general quietly, the whole venue was silent, and the atmosphere became more and more depressing, until everyone was about to lose this pressure, she said indifferently: "There's never a perfect solution."
"A plan that can kill Xu Le is a good plan, I only care about the result, I don't care how many people will die in the process."
"Everything I know about Qi Dabing has already been told to you.
As for the watch, it was sent to me by an old friend of mine a few years ago, and I think that since the soldier was his student, he should be more qualified than me to wear it. ” Xu Le looked at the old man behind the chair in silence, judging from the other party's expression that this was not a lie, I don't know why, he suddenly felt a little tired, shook his head, but didn't say anything.
"I don't know where my old friend is, young man."
This old man, who had led the underground resistance organization and the powerful imperial machine for decades, looked at the expression on Xu Le's face, and for some reason was a little sentimental, and continued: "From the matter of the Master Fan Mansion, I guessed that there may be some kind of connection between you and him, but I have never figured it out, one of you is from the empire and the other is from the Federation, have you met before?"
Now I'm an Imperial.
Xu Le squinted his eyes and walked out of the room, with an indescribable weird smile on the corner of his lips, in fact, it was not exactly a smile.
"Give me back the watch" Qi Dabing stopped in front of him, although he didn't pull out the pistol in his clothes, but looking at his anxious and angry expression, if Xu Le couldn't meet his request, maybe this person would really go crazy.
Xu Le looked at him without any movement.
"This watch means a lot to me, please give it back to me."
Qi Dabing suppressed the anger in his heart and lowered his posture as much as possible.
Xu Le picked up the cheap watch with two fingers and put it in front of his eyes, but he didn't mean to hand it to him, but said in an extremely serious tone, word by word: "This is my watch." ” Qi Dabing was stunned.
"And he sent this watch to you, not to leave you with any souvenir, but to tell me through you a fact that I used to want to know, but now makes me angry."
Qi Dabing was not in the mood to ask about the facts at the moment, he clenched his fists angrily, and asked in a cold voice: "Why do you say it's yours?"
There was a crisp sound of metal colliding, and the watch that was being carried by Xu Le, I don't know what spring he twisted, and the fixed back cover popped open, revealing the smooth case inside and a line of very clear but ugly words on it.
Thirty-seven Constitutional Calendar, Sixty-one Years, September 3rd, the future Federal Mechanic Xu Le.
"This is the first souvenir I made after the first time I read the micro-etching machine."
Xu Le looked at him expressionlessly, "Do you still think it's yours now?"
"When did you know that person" Xu Le looked down at his watch and asked indifferently.
"Six."
Qi Dabing replied coldly: "He lived in my house for a month when I was six years old. ” "No wonder I think your close-quarters technique is a little weird in the underground waters."
The shock in Qi Dabing's heart at the moment had not been fully digested, but it was very difficult to accept that this Federalist, who was much younger than himself, spoke in a tone that taught him, and said sneeringly: "It seems that you are very interested in this and want to learn from me, maybe I am willing to teach you one or two tricks when I am in a good mood." ” Xu Le looked at him with that weird smile, and after being quiet for a long time, he said mockingly: "No, I just want to remind you that you learned wrong. ” "The person who taught you obviously didn't pay much attention, maybe he wanted to try to see if he could stimulate the true qi in your body for the sake of your royal blood, but obviously you didn't have this kind of luck."
Only a month, I have four years, Xu Le looked up and squinted, and his mood suddenly became a little happy, and after a while, he immediately felt that this pleasure was really very childish.
For an orphan who has lost his family since childhood, the man he calls his boss is not only his teacher, but also replaces his father's role in a sense, although that man will at most only play the role of a very incompetent father who likes to cook every day and can't even cook.
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It was precisely because of this emotional relationship that when the emperor thought that he was his son and the master Fan said that he was his father, Xu Le did not feel unhappy in his heart, but was a little proud and proud.
The most wanted criminal in the Federation, cuckolded the emperor, gave birth to a perfect daughter like Jian Shui'er, incarnated in thousands of ways, the whole theory can guide the Qinglong Mountain guerrillas, and after his death, he can also attract countless young students of the Federation to worship him as a god, and fight against the glory of the charter for countless years with his own strength.
He always thought that he was his uncle's only student, so when he found out that there was such a person as Qi Dabing in the empire, his feelings of disgust, depression and rebellion suddenly soared, and he subconsciously wanted to blow the other party to the bottom.
Putting the watch in his pocket and putting it away, he no longer paid attention to the strange and annoyed look of Qi Dabing behind him, walked out of the building alone, stood alone by the railing, looked at the darkening night ahead, and was silent for a long time.
His mood at the moment was extremely complicated, and he was naturally relieved to learn that the bastard guy should still be alive, knowing that the bastard guy had accepted apprentices before, although it was obvious that it was indiscriminate, but he was still very unhappy.
The palms of his hands were propped up on the railing, the night breeze squinted in his eyes, and countless emotions converged into a sincere word, whispering from his thin lips: "Fuck you, uncle." ” To be continued: