"I don't have any." An Zhe whispered.

He handed the work manual to Lu Xun, who raised his eyebrows and took it.

"And clothes." He took off his coat and handed it to Lu Xun, saying, "Thank you."

Lu Xun put the clothes on his elbows and looked down at An Zhe.

"No need to wait for me." He said, "Just put it at the city gate."

An Zhe did not answer. He and Lu Xun looked at each other for a few seconds, and said cautiously, "Are you... okay?"

Lu Xun turned his eyes away: "I'm fine."

His tone was light, as if nothing had just happened.

An Zhe: "...Oh."

He continued to ask: "Where are you going?"

Lu Xun looked at him. The pair of cold green eyes with scrutiny always reminded An Zhe of something cold. In addition, there was a strong breeze in the city at night. He shivered slightly after taking off his warm coat.

Lu Xun reached out and threw the coat back into An Zhe's arms.

"I don't know." He said: "I'll take you back first."

An Zhe picked up the clothes and put them on himself again. After putting them on, Lu Xun raised his legs and walked forward, and he followed.

The two sides of the parade separated from the road. They looked serious, their mouths were tightly drooped, and they had not put down the slogans and leaflets in their hands. The papers were blown by the night wind, making a rustling sound.

Everyone was watching them silently, a tense posture, the green, purple and orange aurora shone on their faces, blending with their skin into a strange metallic color.

From those eyes, Anzhe saw clear hatred and vigilance - if they didn't worry about Lu Xun's gun and the privilege of killing at any time, they seemed to be able to do anything.

The same eyes fell on An Zhe. It can even be said that most of them were looking at him. An Zhe could not help but move closer to Lu Xun - he knew why Lu Xun sent him back.

Fortunately, although the crowd was large, it was not large compared to the entire city. Within five minutes, they passed through the demonstration area and stepped onto the residential road.

The buildings in the residential area were illuminated by the aurora and cast dark shadows on the ground. The gray-white cement road was divided into black and gray patches by light and shadow. His and Lu Xun's shadows were also cast on the ground, overlapping with those irregular patches.

An Zhe didn't know what to say to Lu Xun,

and Lu Xun didn't take the initiative to open the door. Although it was night, this place was not quiet. A military truck rumbled past them and stopped at the fork in the road. The door opened, and the residents who had entered the city gate for refuge were released and led into the building by a team of soldiers and a city office staff member wearing a white shirt and holding a notebook.

A man asked the soldier, "How long do we have to take shelter?"

The soldier said, "It depends on the situation."

Another resident asked, "I heard that only District 6 is fine. Can you guarantee that District 6 will always be safe?"

The soldier said, "There is no definite news. Wait for the lighthouse to issue a research report."

"Then..." Someone wanted to ask something else, but was immediately interrupted by the soldier: "Follow me, quickly."

The sound of footsteps rang out, and they entered the building.

An Zhe looked up at the number on the upper right side of the building. This was Building 55.

Lu Xun didn't stop, and he didn't stop either. He walked another ten meters forward and came to Building 56.

No. 56 -

Something in An Zhe's heart was touched. He looked up at the number, and then looked at the dark unit door in the middle of the building.

This area is very close to the quarantine gate. The military has already begun to place personnel in Building 55, so Building 56 will soon be its turn.

Lu Xun's voice rang out: "Want to go?"

An Zhe shook his head.

Lu Xun said in a calm and straightforward tone: "If you want to go, go."

An Zhe: "."

He suspected that the judges and inquisitors had received mind reading training.

He said: "Then let's go."

Lu Xun turned around and walked towards Building 56. An Zhe walked side by side with him, and as he walked, he took out an ID card from his clothes pocket. There was a string of numbers printed on the card: 3260563209, indicating Building 56, Unit 3, 2nd Floor, Room 09.

This is not Anzhe's room, and this ID card is not his - it belongs to Vance, the one who brought him to the northern base.

That day, after Vance's body was carried away, the soldiers gave this ID card to Anzhe as a relic, and he has been carrying it with him since then.

Anzhe used this ID card to swipe the door - it has not expired yet, indicating that the base has not yet taken back the right to use this room. He walked in and turned on the light. This is a simple room with quilts piled casually on the bed, as if the owner had just gotten up and left. There are some daily necessities on the table, water cups, cigarette boxes and lighters - this is Vance's home.

It has been a month since Fan Si died. An Zhe sometimes thinks of him, but it is limited to thinking of him. However, today, after witnessing so many people's death and fear, when he passed by Building 56, he suddenly understood why Fan Si said that the reason why people still have a sense of survival after being injured is because they want to go home.

The feeling of human beings wanting to return to a place is no different from their fear of death and wanting to live, because they will have some nostalgic things.

An Zhe thought so and gently pressed the ID card under the cigarette box - he remembered that Fan Si loved to smoke.

After doing all this, he turned around and left here, and Lu Xun leaned against the door frame waiting for him.

His gaze was like a falling snowflake, falling on An Zhe, and seemed different from the past.

An Zhe asked: "What's wrong with you?"

"I believe you are human." Lu Xun turned around and walked out, saying.

An Zhe followed silently, not wanting to say a word - the judge had indeed been, continued, and constantly suspected that he was not human.

When he returned to the road, Lu Xun's communicator rang, and the doctor's voice came from it.

"The detectors have been put into the trial process at the city gate, and the residents' emotions have been appeased to a certain extent. Five more instruments will be dispatched from the Ming Lighthouse, but the speed is still a bit slow.

Colonel, you still have to come back." "I know." Lu Xun said coldly: "I will go back tomorrow."

"Thank you, you have a good rest tonight." The doctor paused and said, "Director Howard is dead, what should we do next? You are the only colonel with executive power in the outer city. The colonel of the City Office is no longer in office, and the allocation of emergency materials alone is enough to make him lose all his hair."

"The Tribunal will temporarily take over the city defense station, and all soldiers will be temporarily engaged in rescue work." Lu Xun said: "After the trial day, I hope the lighthouse will help us formulate a plan to restart the dispersal ceremony in various places."

The doctor said: "Of course."

Lu Xun hung up the communication and began to dial another communication to arrange matters for the Tribunal. An Zhe quietly raised his ears and listened. The judge's words were as simple and clear as always, and his tone was as cold and sharp as always. A lot of things happened tonight, but Lu Xun seemed to be the same Lu Xun.

An Zhe turned his head and looked at his profile. From what the doctor said, this man would definitely go back to the city gate, and he himself tacitly agreed to go back. The young judge said that the colonel was fighting against some unimaginable huge creatures - perhaps Lu Xun was used to it.

His only abnormal behavior tonight was turning around and leaving there.

After the call was over, they arrived at Building 117. Lu Xun seemed to know the way better than him, and the two of them arrived at Door 14 smoothly. After turning on the lights, everything inside the door was normal, except that something was missing from the wall.

- But even if An had ten guts, he would not dare to ask where the doll was now after it was seized.

An Zhe asked the doorman Lu Xun: "Would you like to come in and sit down?"

"No." Lu Xun said: "You should rest."

An Zhe hesitated for a while and asked: "Then... where are you going?"

Lu Xun frowned slightly, as if thinking.

After a brief thought, he said: "I don't know."

The communicator screen showed that it was already eleven o'clock in the evening. An Zhe counted the time and came to a conclusion that the colonel had not rested for nearly forty hours.

He knew that today was an emergency, and many things had to be arranged temporarily by Lu Xun and Howard. They tried their best to arrange the residents to enter District 6, but the rest - such as soldiers, court and city defense staff, did not have offices and residences for a while, or they were simply arranged to rest overnight in the residential area near the city gate.

But he felt that now that he was in Lu Xun, he did not want to go back to the city gate.

An Zhe was very conflicted.

He unconsciously clasped his fingers tightly and pursed his lips.

Lu Xun: "What's wrong?"

His voice was a little low. The lights in the corridor were dim. Perhaps because of the light, his outline was not as imposing as usual.

An Zhe made up his mind.

Even if it was just for the spores, he had to establish a good relationship with the colonel.

"If...if you have nowhere to go." An Zhe looked up at Lu Xun: "You can also live with me."