Chapter 24
In order to avoid various inspections by the Ji family, this chip was made extremely specially. It was made by a senior mecha engineer under the Kilo family. Although many functions such as recording and video recording were discarded in order to avoid inspections by various instruments, it still has a basic memory function.
In other words, if Ji Luo Pushan gets it, he can use it to repeat Fang Xingqiao's movements during this period and see where he goes most often.
Looking at the dense routes shown on the image, Jilo Bushan was quite surprised at how many times Fang Xingqiao had gone out during this period.
After comparing various routes, Jilo Bushan selected the most frequently visited route and led his men to follow it.
After spending quite a bit of time, we finally arrived at the first floor of the Lido Mall in the outer city of Sala, the street outside the warehouse that you could see the end of at a glance.
Jilobuthan stood there and looked around. The noise from the distant streets could be faintly heard, and occasionally pigeons could be seen flying high above the scattered houses. Apart from that, there was nothing else, neither special scenes nor special people.
He had people search for him, but when they found nothing, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, holding his hands to his forehead. His unrelated cousin must have been really stupid. Why would he come to such a boring place for no reason?!
Jiluo Pushan kicked the can off the ground, looked into the distance, and said with a half-smile in his voice, "Next place."
Following the second route, they came all the way to Yongxiang Street in the chaotic area and stopped in front of a courtyard farther in.
Jilo Bushan looked up and nodded with satisfaction. The destination was in this yard, which meant that his goal was most likely inside.
He straightened his clothes and went to knock on the door very politely. The knocks were very rhythmic and his tone was very gentle and polite: "Is anyone there?"
Jiaojiao, who was sitting at the door of the living room playing whack-a-mole and waiting for her father, looked up at the door after hearing the sound.
It wasn't Uncle Roan's voice, nor was it Xingxing's or that strange uncle's voice.
Jiaojiao's eyes widened when she remembered Uncle Luo An's words not to open the door to strangers and that some bad people would come to the door specifically to kidnap children.
Are these the people that Uncle Luo An mentioned who specialize in kidnapping children?
Jiaojiao stopped hitting the hamster, quietly raised her hand to cover her mouth, stood up and walked into the door quietly.
After turning around and gently closing the door of the living room, he trotted into the room, closed the door, turned around and climbed onto the bed with difficulty, and soon hid himself tightly in the quilt.
After hiding herself, Jiaojiao patted her chest and then she remembered to call her father.
In the Endless Sea, Yin Zheng received a call from Jiaojiao. After seeing the pitch-black appearance on the virtual screen, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.
"Where are you?"
"Shh, Dad, keep your voice down." Jiaojiao leaned closer to the screen and whispered in a low voice, "Some bad guys came to kidnap Jiaojiao. Jiaojiao hid under the quilt and called Dad."
There was an uncontrollable tremor in the low, baby voice.
Sensing the fear in his voice, Yin Zheng opened the exterior view of the courtyard almost as Jiaojiao finished speaking and quickly started walking back: "Don't be afraid, I'll be back soon."
Jiaojiao, hiding under the quilt, pursed his lips. His eyes had already turned red when he saw his father. Now that he was comforted, his sobs could no longer be hidden. He patted his chest soothingly with his little hands and said tearfully, "Jiaojiao, don't be afraid. Jiaojiao is hiding under the quilt. The bad guys can't find us. Daddy will be here soon."
Yin Zheng felt a sharp pain in his heart when he heard the little cry, and a cruel murderous intent flashed in his dark eyes, making his already terrifying face even more hideous.
Outside the courtyard, Jiluo Pushan knocked on the door three times without a response, and he lost his patience. He squinted his eyes at the yard in front of him and gestured to his men in a fierce tone, "Turn over and show me if there is anyone inside!"
The subordinates who received the order climbed up the wall swiftly, and then fell down with their bodies charred by the electric shock.
Jiluo Pushan raised his eyebrows in surprise as he looked at his subordinate who was only breathing his last breath. He picked up a stone from the ground and tried to throw it in. The stone turned into ashes visibly.
"Intermediate defense system." Jiro Bushan clicked his tongue, turned around and ran with his men, dragging his subordinate who was still breathing his last breath underground. Wouldn't he be waiting to die if he didn't run?
Didn’t you see the various laser cannons erected in the air?
You should know that a mid-level defense system consumes seven or eight level five alien cores a week, and only some middle-to-upper-level families in the central city can use it. I didn't expect that in such a small border town, especially in such a slum, there would be people who are willing to and can afford to use this level of defense system.
"boom!"
"boom!"
It seems that the target he is looking for is indeed here!
This thought flashed through Jilo Bushan's mind before he was blown away by the artillery wave.
When everything calmed down, half of Yongxiang Street was bombed into pieces, which amazed the hunters who lived nearby and heard the noise and stuck their heads out to watch.
Who is this desperate person who wants to provoke that monster Yin Zheng?
As they were complaining, they saw Yin Zheng running towards them at high speed with murderous intent in his body from a distance. They immediately retracted their heads in fear.
It looks like this has touched the reverse scale of this evil god!
After opening the courtyard door and returning home, Yin Zheng immediately rushed into the room. Afraid of startling the little girl hiding under the quilt, he stood at the doorway, his chest heaving rapidly. He tried to suppress the rage and murderous intent in his heart, until the veins in his neck bulged. Only then did he suppress the surging anger in his heart. His voice was hoarse and faintly trembling: "Jiaojiao, Dad is back."
Jiaojiao, who was hiding under the quilt, started to crawl out immediately after hearing her father's voice.
Yin Zheng, who was standing by the door, watched the little girl rolling and crawling on the bed but never getting out of the quilt. He was confused at first, and it took him a while to realize that Jiaojiao couldn't get out.
A smile suddenly flashed through his mind. He walked forward and sat on the edge of the bed. He lifted the quilt and easily carried out Jiaojiao, who was crawling dizzy inside.
"Daddy, the quilt is broken." Jiaojiao, with her messy hair and static electricity from the quilt, and her fair and tender face flushed pink, angrily pointed at the quilt and said, "Don't let Jiaojiao out."
Yin Zheng reached out and pulled down his sticky hair, then pressed his little head into his arms. Only after he had completely encircled Jiaojiao's tiny body in his arms did his rapidly beating heart slow down.
"Well, the quilt is broken, let's buy a new one." He said in a low voice.
"Jiaojiao has money." When Jiaojiao heard her father say that he wanted to buy a new quilt, she immediately took out the crystal coins from her pocket and handed them to him.
Yin Zheng met his sparkling eyes and for some reason he suddenly laughed. He rubbed the tip of his nose against Jiaojiao's fluffy hair and pulled out a crystal coin from his hand that was barely able to hold it: "That's enough."
Jiaojiao looked at the crystal coin in his hand, then looked at the two crystal coins in her own hand, nodded, and put the remaining crystal coins into her pocket: "If Dad wants to buy anything, remember to ask Jiaojiao. Jiaojiao has money and can buy it for Dad."
"Okay." Yin Zheng responded and carried him out: "Are you hungry?"
He didn't mention the people outside the door. Since Jiaojiao's attention was no longer on that, there was no need to bring it up again and make him scared again.
"I'm hungry." Jiaojiao touched her stomach and said, "My stomach is rumbling."
Yin Zheng carried him away and placed him in front of the dining table. After putting the food on the table, he held Jiaojiao in his arms and began to feed him. After seeing him eat with satisfaction bite by bite, the fear in Yin Zheng's heart finally dissipated.
After finishing his meal and digesting the food, Yin Zheng held Jiaojiao in his arms and lay on the bed, intending to coax him to sleep before going to check on those people and bring back the alien meat that was left in the Endless Sea. However, before he could even say a few words to coax him, he fell into a deep sleep.
Jiaojiao, who was lying next to his father, looked up at his sleeping father. After watching for a while, he sat up, put his little face close to his father's long eyelashes, and then reached out and touched it carefully, then retracted his hand, covered his mouth and laughed foolishly.
After playing like this for a while, Jiaojiao felt sleepy and yawned. She automatically lay down and found a comfortable position to snuggle into her father's arms. She grabbed her father's clothes on his chest with her little hands, then closed her eyes and fell asleep.
The sunlight gradually slanted, and when Yin Zheng woke up, the sky was already filled with rosy clouds. He glanced at Jiaojiao who was sleeping soundly curled up in his arms, and reached out to touch his forehead.
The first reaction was that the alien meat that fell into the Endless Sea was gone!
My second reaction was that I seemed to have a fever!
Yes he is sick!
No matter how slow Yin Zheng was, he could now vaguely realize what was happening to him.
He shook his dizzy head, took Jiaojiao out of his arms, got out of bed quietly and went to find some medicine.
The original reason for bringing Jiaojiao back was because he had a fever, so Yin Zheng prepared a lot of fever-reducing medicines and common cold medicines for children at home.
Children's medication dosage is half of that of adults, and Yin Zheng doubled the dosage according to Jiaojiao's.
"dad."
A soft voice was heard, and Yin Zheng turned around to meet a pair of big, blinking eyes.
Jiaojiao, who had woken up at some point and walked to the door of the room, looked at the handful of medicine in Yin Zheng's hand with confusion: "Dad, are you sick?"
"Yeah." Yin Zheng raised his head and put the medicine into his mouth, saying in a low, hoarse voice, "I feel a little uncomfortable."
Seeing that Yin Zheng had taken a handful of medicine but didn't drink any water, Jiaojiao quickly ran to the coffee table, took the cup, filled it with water from the dispenser, and handed it to Yin Zheng: "Daddy, drink it."
When Yin Zheng took the water and lowered his head to drink, Jiaojiao, who was standing beside him, wrinkled her nose, looking as if she was suffering.
Yin Zheng, catching a glimpse of his little face, curled up the corner of his mouth for some reason. He drank the water in one gulp and was about to put the cup on the coffee table. Jiaojiao, who was standing beside him, quickly stood on tiptoe to get the cup, and said in a milky voice, "Jiaojiao, come here, Jiaojiao, come here, Daddy needs a rest."
Yin Zheng handed him the cup. Jiaojiao took the cup and placed it on the coffee table. Then she climbed onto the sofa, took Yin Zheng's hand and asked him to lie down: "You need to rest if you are sick."
As she spoke, Jiaojiao seemed to remember something and quickly took out a candy from her pocket. After peeling off the candy coating, she stuffed it into Yin Zheng's mouth and said seriously, "Eat the candy and your mouth won't be bitter."
Yin Zheng held the candy in his mouth and somehow lay down obediently.
Ever since she knew that he was sick, Jiaojiao had a stern face and supervised Yin Zheng's rest very seriously, insisting on the principle of not letting his father move and lying down to rest.
Yin Zheng, who was forced to lie on the sofa, looked at Jiaojiao who was sitting on a small stool guarding him.
A small, soft ball, sitting on an even smaller stool, although he was clearly pretending to be serious with a stern face, he somehow had the ability to make people feel soft-hearted.
As Yin Zheng was watching, he saw Jiaojiao, who was sitting on a small stool guarding him, suddenly stand up and run into the kitchen dragging the small stool.
Just as he was wondering why Jiaojiao ran into the kitchen, he saw Jiaojiao coming out with a bowl and a spoon, walked to the water dispenser, filled the bowl with water, and then staggered to the small coffee table.
After placing the bowl on the small coffee table, Jiaojiao ran into the kitchen, dragged her small stool out and placed it in front of the coffee table. Then she sat on it and held the spoon a little awkwardly, scooping water one spoonful at a time to feed herself.
At the beginning, Jiaojiao was a little unskilled and got water all over her face and body. But after a while, she became proficient and could accurately scoop water with a spoon and feed it into her mouth.
Yin Zheng, confused by his series of actions, sat up from the sofa and was about to carry him back to the room to change his wet clothes, but was stopped by Jiaojiao who jumped over from the stool.
Jiaojiao rushed over, hands on hips, with a stern face, and said angrily: "Sick dad can't move around, he needs to rest."
Perhaps it was the side effects of taking twice as much medicine, or perhaps it was the fever that made him dizzy, but Yin Zheng, who had been stopped, sat on the sofa facing the fierce Jiaojiao. For the first time in his life, he felt an inexplicable sense of grievance. He said in a low voice, "I didn't move. Your clothes are wet, you need to change."
After hearing what her father said, Jiaojiao looked down at her clothes and found that they were indeed wet. She felt a little guilty for being so angry with her father just now.
Guilty Jiaojiao grabbed a handful of candy from her pocket, stood on tiptoe and put it in Yin Zheng's hand, saying in a baby voice: "Jiaojiao was wrong, I shouldn't be so mean to Dad. Jiaojiao apologizes to Dad, in comparison."
"Dad is sick, he should have a good rest. Jiaojiao can change by herself." After saying that, Jiaojiao turned around and ran into the room with her short legs to change clothes.
Yin Zheng took the candy in his hand, and after Jiaojiao entered the room, he got up from the sofa worriedly, walked to the door of the room and quietly watched him change his clothes.
Jiaojiao, who was sitting on the floor in the room, stared at the clothes in front of her for a long time, as if she was thinking about how to wear them.
After thinking for a while, he started to put on his clothes. When he put the clothes over his head, it was pitch black and he couldn't see anything. He put them on by feel and accidentally stuffed both hands into the same cuff.
Jiaojiao struggled to take off his clothes, stared at the clothes and frowned in thought for a while, not knowing what he figured out. He saw him start his second attempt, and Yin Zheng watched him stuff his right hand and head into the collar.
I tried to put it on several times with my cheeks puffed out, and finally got it right when my hair was completely frizzy.
After putting on her clothes, Jiaojiao breathed a sigh of relief, then ran out with her hair curly and covered in static electricity: "Look, Dad, Jiaojiao can put on clothes."
Yin Zheng, who had returned to the sofa early, looked at his wrinkled clothes, which were worn inside out, and nodded seriously: "Well, it's very well dressed."
Jiaojiao curled his eyes after receiving the praise and continued to scoop his water.
At first Yin Zheng thought he had just learned a new game. It was not until dinner time, when he saw Jiaojiao not letting him get up and sitting next to him on the sofa with a bowl of rice, saying she was going to feed him, that he realized that he was learning how to use a spoon by scooping water with it.
Yin Zheng, who understood it too late and had no time to stop it: "..."
Jiaojiao, who was sitting next to the sofa, scooped up a spoonful of rice, blew on it twice with her cheeks puffed out, and then fed the rice to Yin Zheng's mouth: "Daddy."
Yin Zheng resisted silently, but this resistance didn't last more than three seconds before he was defeated by Jiaojiao's puzzled and worried look.
He compromised and opened his mouth to eat the food Jiaojiao fed him, accepting the fact that he was being fed by a child.
Jiaojiao smiled and pursed her lips while watching her father eat, and shook her legs happily.
Seeing this, Yin Zheng was a little confused. Is it worth being so happy about feeding him?
Having said that, this was the first time that Yin Zheng had been fed since he could remember. How should I put it? It was a very strange and indescribable feeling.
With the experience of being fed, Yin Zheng no longer found it so difficult to accept Jiaojiao telling him stories to put him to sleep at night.
Yin Zheng lay on the bed, looking at Jiaojiao, who was not even as tall as his knees, tucking him in carefully. A gentle and submissive look quietly emerged in her dark, cold eyes that rarely showed any emotion.
Yin Zheng, who is tall and looks very ferocious even when sleeping with his eyes closed, is like a tiger tamed by a little white cat at this moment.
After tucking the quilt in for his father with some grunts, Jiaojiao leaned against the head of the bed and began to tell his father a bedtime story. He was illiterate, so he could only rely on the fragmentary memories of his father's stories to him in the past, piecing together the story in bits and pieces.
"A long time ago, the sky was an ocean with huge blue fish swimming in it... There was also a very big tree, and all the children were leaves on the tree..." As Jiaojiao spoke, she gently patted her father's chest with her little hands. The twinkling stars in her bright dark eyes were filled with love for her father.
Yin Zheng, with a dizzy head, looked at his eyes and gradually fell asleep in the baby voice. He had a rare, fluffy and warm dream. In the dream, the sky was a huge ocean.
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