Chapter 254 Photos, Thought Stamp (asking for monthly ticket)
Late at night on August 5, the Guyimai community was completely silent, and the lights of the buildings were gradually going out.
It was getting late, and two of Ji Minghuan's three bodies had already fallen asleep peacefully.
But they either slept on the floor of the attic or in a bathtub filled with hot water. Only the sleeping place of Unit No. 1 was decent.
He originally wanted to let Unit No. 1 lie down as well, but after thinking it over again and again, he used the restraints to take out his cell phone, and typed away in the dark, sending a message to Gu Qinye.
[Black Pupa: Mr. Blue Arc, we haven't been in touch for a while.]
In fact, he didn't expect Gu Qinye to reply in this state, but he still decided to give it a try.
In case the other party really replied, he would have a rough idea in his mind.
During these few hours, Ji Minghuan used the senses of the restraints to spy on the scene in the living room at all times, in case Gu Qiye committed suicide, or like the Gu Zhuo case, he irrationally ran to challenge Hong Yi. After all, like father, like son, it is not impossible that this will happen.
But the strange thing is that after coming out of the bathroom, Gu Qinye was not hysterical but unusually calm, as if nothing had happened.
At this moment, he was sitting on the sofa with a blank expression. The bright moonlight after the rain came in through the French windows. Gu Qiye was quietly flipping through a photo album.
This family album was usually placed in front of the TV. There were many photos of his mother when she was still alive. But after his mother passed away, Gu Qiye put the album in the drawer under the TV, and few people in the family would find it and open it.
His eyes were fixed on one of the photos.
It was a sunny afternoon. Su Zimai was only eleven years old and in primary school.
The sun was setting in the west, and blood-red maple leaves were swirling and falling.
As soon as the school bell rang, she ran with her schoolbag, running briskly through the streets and alleys. People were selling tortoise jelly and tofu pudding on the street, and the smell of cooking wafted from the corridor.
Su Zimai sniffed, opened the door and shouted, "I'm back!"
Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, the huge sun was slowly falling towards the horizon.
The afterglow shone obliquely into the living room, the wind blew the curtains, Gu Zhuoan was reading the newspaper, Su Ying was cooking in the kitchen, and Gu Wenyu was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, his head drooping, holding his father's new camera and fiddling with it;
Gu Qinye was sitting upright on a chair in the kitchen, doing his high school homework quietly at the dining table.
When he encountered a problem that he couldn't solve, he would look up from time to time, rest his chin with the pen cap, and silently watch his mother's back as she cooked.
After Su Zimai took off his sandals, he trotted through the entrance hall, shouting breathlessly.
Looking around, she saw that no one was paying attention to her, so she puffed up her cheeks and shouted at the top of her voice:
"I'm back--!"
With a "click", Gu Wenyu put his eyes close to the camera and pressed the shutter.
That photo recorded the scene at home, and it is still clear after five years, as if it had never gone away.
At that moment, Su Ying put down the spoon in her hand and turned towards Su Zimai; Gu Zhuoan also looked up from the newspaper and looked at his willful daughter unhappily; Gu Qiye, who was still in junior high school, was stunned for a moment, turned his head from his homework book and looked at Su Zimai.
Su Zimai was furious. He lowered his head and glared at them with dissatisfaction.
Staring at his sister in the photo who was as angry as a calf, Gu Qiye's mouth curled up slightly.
After a moment, he slowly raised his eyes from the photo and looked at the living room shrouded in darkness. The scene in the photo was still there, but those people seemed to have gone far away.
Looking around he saw nothing but empty space. He suddenly wanted to go crazy and shout "I'm back" to the living room like his sister in the photo. His lips moved, but in the end he closed his mouth because he knew no one would respond even if he said it a thousand times. Five years ago seemed so far away.
But just as he closed the photo album, he heard the vibration of his cell phone suddenly.
Gu Qinye was stunned for a moment, took out his mobile phone from the sofa and took a look. A text message from Hei Pu popped up on the screen.
【Gu Qiye: What to do? 】
[Black Pupa: I heard that Hongyi extended an olive branch to you? ]
【Gu Qiye: You.】
[Black Pupa: Me?]
[Gu Qiye: Actually, you have always known that Gui Zhong is my father, right? ]
[Black Pupa: That’s right.]
[Gu Qiye: At the auction, it was you who called my father to save me? ]
[Black Pupa: It seems you are not as slow as I thought. ]
【Gu Qiye: Why didn’t you tell me? 】
[Black Pupa: Because this is your father's wish. He wants to confess to you in person.]
[Gu Qiye: Does he often ask you about me? ]
[Black pupa: Often.]
[Black Pupa: Let's talk business. Have you accepted Hongyi's invitation? ]
【Gu Qiye: I accept it. If nothing unexpected happens, I will go to New York with them tomorrow.】
"Brother, did you accept it? Then the question is, why haven't I completed my mission yet?"
Ji Minghuan raised his eyebrows and called up Black Pupa's task panel to take a look.
[Main Mission 1 (Phase 5): Help Gu Qiye enter the United Nations organization "Rainbow Wing". ]
The panel showed that the mission had not been completed. But at some point, the "Alien Blue Arc" in the mission content had changed to the eldest brother's real name "Gu Qiye".
Perhaps the system also anticipated that Gu Qiye would no longer use the identity of "Blue Arc" in the future. After joining Rainbow Wing, the top UN officials would give him a new code name.
"Do I have to wait until my brother is officially registered on Hongyi's list before my mission is completed?" Ji Minghuan thought, "But it has come to this point. Unless the people of Hongyi suddenly know that the ghost bell is Gu Zhuo's case, there shouldn't be any more problems."
With this in mind, he tapped the screen with his restraints to send the message.
[Black Pupa: I am proud of you, Mr. Gu Qiye. Congratulations on getting one step closer to the truth about your mother.]
[Black Pupa: But the United States is not a good place. Remember to wear earmuffs before going to bed at night to prevent the sound of gunfire from affecting your sleep quality.]
【Gu Qiye: Who was the person who killed my father? 】
【Gu Qiye: Fan Dongqing, or Yuriel? 】
[Black Pupa: I'll keep this a secret for now. I'm worried that you might do something impulsive.]
[Black Pupa: I suggest you get some good sleep first, don’t make yourself too tired, tomorrow will be better.]
[Black Pupa: Revenge also requires conserving one's energy.]
[Black Pupa: See you in New York.]
After sending the last message, Ji Minghuan threw his phone on the corner of the bed, turned his head and stared out the window in a daze. The night sky after the rain was clearer than ever, and he could see the stars when he looked up.
After putting aside the last bit of worry in my mind, sleepiness finally came over me. After all, I had been busy all day.
He slowly closed his eyes and soon fell into sleep.
He dreamed of a penguin monster destroying the city while shouting "Gu Gu Gu Ga Ga". The righteous Sun Wukong flew over on his somersault cloud and hit the penguin monster on the head with a stick.
Finally, the penguin monster fell to the ground and took off his head. A white-haired girl jumped out, cheered and shouted "Congratulations on the finale".
"Restricted psychic, number 1002 - Ji Minghuan, your mentor is here to visit you, please get ready quickly." Unlike before, a cold female voice came out from the broadcasting equipment.
Ji Minghuan's eyelids trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. What he saw was not the ceiling, but a wrinkled white pillow. He slept on his stomach last night.
He rested his chin on the pillow, tilted his head, and saw the figure of his mentor.
"How was your rest?" the instructor smiled.
"It's OK." Ji Minghuan just raised his head, then lowered it and buried it in the pillow, saying in a muffled voice, "But I'm unhappy after seeing you. It's so unlucky... I'm going to have nightmares again tonight."
"They are waiting for you in Paradise. Go meet them."
Ji Minghuan suddenly became more alert, got out of bed, went into the bathroom to wash his face, and made a confused sound while brushing his teeth:
"You described Shang Xiaochi as a loner before, but it turns out she just has a chuunibyou."
"Most kids this age are like this, they seek to be different." The instructor's voice came from the prison cell, "That's why we find it strange."
"What's strange?"
"Normally, a child should be excited and happy to hear that he has the power to destroy the world. Who would be as eager to excuse himself as you are and emphasize that he is a Muggle?"
"The reason is very simple. I like being locked up here by you because I'm sick. You cured my Chuunibyou."
Ji Minghuan spat out a mouthful of mouthwash and spoke lightly.
After thinking for a while, he asked again: "Speaking of which, how is Zeus doing? Can we meet the last problem child?"
"No, he's not stable enough."
"Has my brother been found?"
"Not yet." The instructor said, "But it will be soon. I think we'll find it in half a month."
"How can you be sure? Is there a progress bar?"
"Rather than that, why don't we talk about the prophet? Since he said he was coming to see you, have you experienced anything strange, like dreaming about strange things?"
"No." Ji Minghuan muttered, "Does dreaming about an oversized penguin monster punching and kicking me count?"
"Speaking of this, we plan to send Kong Youling out in the near future. Do you have any opinion on this?" the instructor suddenly asked.
Ji Minghuan was stunned.
He put down the mouthwash cup, walked out of the bathroom, sat down at the table, and looked up at his tutor.
"What's going on? What do you want to do with a penguin? Not only is this animal cruelty, this is also child labor."
"It's simple. At present, the Rainbow Wings are still under our control, but the Lake Hunters are different. They are very dangerous to us. If it were in the past, we could have left them alone for the time being, but now the world is not right, and we must take some preventive measures."
"So what?" Ji Minghuan asked calmly.
The instructor said slowly, "So, we thought of using Kong Youling's special ability to plant a mental stamp in the minds of Lin Xingshi, Zhou Jiuya, Zhuge Hui, and Zhong Wujiu from the Lake Hunt to ensure that they would not overstep the line."
As he spoke, he looked up at Ji Minghuan, with a cold light reflecting off his lenses.
"What do you think? Ji Minghuan."
(End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
