At night, the stars gradually fade away and seem to be covered by dark clouds.
The rookie training camp is brightly lit.
At this moment, in the luxurious presidential suite on the top floor, Shen Tianzong was still lying on the familiar black leather sofa, holding the phone in his hand, "Hello?"
"Well, I'm Shen Tianzong, what? Why can't they come?"
"........Okay, I understand."
Shen Tianzong had a few brief conversations, hung up the phone, and his face showed a hint of gloom, just like the dense dark clouds outside the house.
He immediately made another call: "Hello? This is Shen Tianzong. I'm requesting assistance from the rest of the team. There is a suspicion that there will be an attack from the Court of All Living Things tomorrow. I'm requesting support."
"The rest of the team is on a mission?"
"Um... OK, I get it."
If Shen Tianzong’s expression just now was just like the dark clouds outside the window, then his expression now was like a dark cloud containing thunder.
"All teams, including my team members, have been assigned tasks. How is this possible?"
"Could it be that the number of undercover agents of the Court of All Living Things within my Night Stalkers has reached a sufficient level to arrange a special team like mine?"
“How is this possible!!”
"The only people who have the power to dispatch us are the leader and the top 18 people... It's impossible that they have gone undercover in the top level, right?"
"This is... too scary." Shen Tianzong's expression became increasingly gloomy, and he quickly called Zhang Jin again.
......
At this time, Zhang Jin was at home, celebrating the birthday of his beloved daughter, Zhang Ximeng.
"Happy sixteenth birthday to my baby, happy birthday!!"
Zhang Jin slowly placed the golden crown on top of Zhang Ximeng's jet-black hair.
There was surprise in Zhang Ximeng's eyes. She stared at the birthday cake in front of her with sixteen candles on it, and clenched her hands.
Fang Lan clapped her hands and sang the birthday song: "Happy birthday to you~"
"Happy birthday~"
Just at this heartwarming moment, “Beep Beep Beep——”
A shrill cell phone ringtone rang from Zhang Jin's pocket.
Suddenly, the surprise in Zhang Ximeng's eyes trembled and turned into disappointment and a hint of resentment.
Fang Lan's hands stiffened slightly and her voice stopped abruptly.
She knew that every time Zhang Jin's phone rang, it meant one thing.
Zhang Jin took out his phone from his pocket and answered the call, "Hello?"
"Come to the training camp quickly, and gather half of the captains in the city. We will need heavy troops to defend the rookie training camp tomorrow."
"Yeah, okay, I'll be there in a minute."
Zhang Jin answered quickly, then hung up the phone and looked at the silent Zhang Ximeng and Fang Lan who looked helpless and disappointed. Although he couldn't bear it, he still said, "I have something to do at work, I have to go."
"Can't I not go? Just once..." Fang Lan looked into Zhang Jin's eyes with a hint of expectation.
Zhang Jin's pupils trembled slightly. He also wanted to be with his wife and children, but he couldn't!
The rookie training camp is a serious matter involving many people, and we must not be careless.
"I'm sorry, Alan, I have to go."
"Xiaoxi, Dad will celebrate your birthday with you next time."
A trace of guilt flashed across Zhang Jin's face. He quickly picked up his coat from the backrest and walked towards the door, while starting to dial the numbers of the other captains.
“Crack—”
The door is closed.
The only thing left in the room was the flickering flames of sixteen lit candles on the birthday cake, illuminating Fang Lan's slightly collapsed face. She covered her face with her hands, she couldn't figure out, whether family was more important or work was more important!
It’s been so many years, next time! Next time! She’s heard it too much!!!
"If you like your company so much, why don't you just erect a monument for it? Just stay there..." Zhang Ximeng clenched her hands, a hint of amusement flashed across her face. She actually thought that she could have a good birthday today?
She was almost laughing out of anger.
"Xiaoxi! Don't say that. Your dad... hasn't had an easy time either." Fang Lan lay on the dining table, supporting her face with her hands, her voice a little weak.
"Yes, it's not easy. How many criminal policemen have an easy life? It's not easy for him. He has to fight criminals every day and every year!"
"I just accepted the offer. So many detectives died, why didn't it come to him?"
"Zhang Ximeng!!!"
"I was wrong! What's the difference between me and someone who doesn't have this father?"
“Pah—”
A loud slap hit Zhang Ximeng's face hard. Fang Lan was trembling all over. Even her voice was trembling a little: "Do you know what you are talking about?"
Zhang Ximeng was slapped. She shook her head in a daze, then smiled amusedly: "What did I say?"
"I'm not wrong!" Zhang Ximeng shouted. Her face was illuminated by the candlelight and tears flowed from her eyes. "Since I grew up, how long has this man been with me?"
"Why should I call him daddy?"
"Every time you give me hope, I think I can have a good holiday, but then you leave me when I am full of expectations!"
"I've had enough!"
"I would rather not have this father!!"
At this moment, the windows in the room were blown open by the strong wind under the gloomy dark clouds outside.
A strong wind suddenly swept into the room, instantly blowing out the flames of the sixteen candles burning on the table.
The originally dimly lit room suddenly turned into suffocating darkness.
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