Chapter 85: Clearing the Relationship

As night fell, the lights came on. The street lights on both sides of the crisscrossing streets were as bright as day. The commercial streets were still crowded with people. The snow on the road was cleared by workers every few hours. The open fields on both sides were filled with small stalls with large umbrellas. The vendors held their goods and shouted loudly.

The trees of different heights, near and far, were hidden under the moonlight and the lights. The reflections of the tree branches swayed in the wind, and a few dead leaves fell.

Jiang Yunqi glanced sideways, twisting the fallen leaves on his shoulders with his slender fingers, and gently rubbing the veins of the leaves with his fingertips. He looked at his own shadow, then raised his head to look at the moonlight and bright street lights on the horizon.

"Here? There doesn't seem to be a curfew?"

This word is an old word, and he just learned it from the conversation between Tang Yichao and Ji Xue.

The literal meaning should be that nocturnal activities are prohibited.

Lin Yu, who was leading the way, shook his head and said with a smile, "Yes, but it's still early. It's normal activity time."

"Well, let me see." He squinted and looked at a towering building in the distance, which seemed to be a giant clock tower. The hour and minute hands had stopped running, and the 12 grids on the dial would light up with two colors of light at regular intervals.

At this time, the white light flashed three times on the dial of the clock tower. Lin Yu explained: "The white light flashes three times, which means the business district is closed."

"What about the other kind of light?"

Tang Yichao saw the vendors who were shouting loudly closed their stalls, the happy shoppers gradually dispersed, the brightness of the street lamps began to weaken, and finally, only a few dim night lights were still working as usual.

"Red."

"Red indicates danger."

"The degree of danger will change with the frequency of the flashing light."

"If it flashes once, it is a minor danger that can be resolved quickly."

"If it flashes three times, it means the danger level is very high and the whole city is on emergency alert."

"If it flashes more than three times..."

At this point, Lin Yu fell silent.

"What will happen if the red light comes on three times?" Tang Yichao had a guess in his mind, but he couldn't help asking.

Lin Yu's tone was slightly heavy: "If it flashes more than three times, it means that the base cannot resolve this crisis. Those who have a chance to escape should run as far as possible."

"At that time, the base had only one purpose."

"Survival is the first choice."

The topic was heavy, and everyone looked at the clock tower in the dark with complicated emotions.

To ease the atmosphere, Tang Yichao shifted the focus to the brightness of the lights: "If it's too bright, it will attract the attention of the zombies outside the city. If it's too dim, the residents in the city won't be able to see it."

"What you thought of has long been proposed by others and has a solution. Do you see the small black plate under each street light?" Lin Yu pointed at the street light with his bloated fingers due to wearing gloves. "That's a miniature version of the clock tower. Every room, even the temporary shelter outside the city, is equipped with this black plate. We are used to calling it a dial."

"Compared to cleaning the thick snow layer, the most important task of the staff every day is to conduct routine inspections of all the dials every hour they are stranded."

"This is mandatory, no excuses are allowed, and it is also the most important task engraved in our bones."

Lin Yu's face was serious and solemn.

"The brightness of the light on the clock tower dial will be weaker, but the brightness of the small dials in other places is enough to attract the attention of residents, but not too bright to attract the attention of zombies."

Xie Er was curious about its operating principle, but Lin Yu didn't know that this thing was developed by the Academy of Sciences.

Tang Yichao shrugged. He glanced at the time displayed on the mechanical watch on Gu Bingchen's wrist, but still asked a silly question: "What o'clock is it now?"

Lin Yu was surprised: "Can't you read the clock?"

"The position where the white light flashed just now was at the nine o'clock position. Although I rarely pay attention to the minute hand now, can't you understand the hour hand?"

"Ahem, I... I'm just testing you." Tang Yichao looked away awkwardly.

"It's late today, let's go to my place and spend the night." Lin Yu took them back to his villa, raised his chin, and took Gu Bingchen and others into the house for a tour, his eyes revealing a bit of pride and vanity, "I worked hard for this, it's awesome, isn't it."

Tang Yichao learned from Fu Qingfei in the evening that the villa area is inhabited by big men, and the living environment is second only to those powerful people in the ancient city.

To live in the villa area, most people can only look on and stay away, except for the invitation of the villa owner.

Or, rely on your own hands and work hard from a distance.

Lin Yu is exactly the latter.

"Thumbs up for you!" Tang Yichao raised two thumbs up, with a hint of admiration in the corners of his eyes.

This single-family villa has two and a half floors. All facilities are complete and the layout is bright. The kitchen and bathroom on the first floor can see the sunlight pouring in, which is very warm. There

are only two secondary bedrooms on the first floor, and there are four bedrooms and a study on the second floor. Not only do they have independent bathrooms, but they are also decorated and sized at the level of master bedrooms.

The remaining half floor belongs to the small attic. Lin Yu took care of the villa by himself. He was too lazy to clean up, and he also learned from the previous owner of the villa and threw the sundries in it.

"Let me see how to arrange accommodation for you..."

Suddenly, there was a quarrel on the second floor, and a sharp and piercing female voice that was familiar and unfamiliar.

Thinking of Lin Zipei, who he had insisted to live in the villa, Lin Yu's face suddenly darkened. He apologized and asked Gu Bingchen and the others to sit in the living room, then quickly went upstairs. Before he could open the door, the sharp long nails stung his bare arms after he rolled up his sleeves.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Yu stretched out his long arms and hugged Lin Zipei, who was about to fall, and looked at the owner of the long nails with cold eyes.

The woman had slightly curly hair, fashionable clothes, and delicate makeup on her face.

This person is the mother of the twins, and at the same time, he is also his biological mother.

Lin's mother obviously didn't expect Lin Yu to come home suddenly. Her expression didn't stop, and she looked a little frightening. She opened her red lips and said in a flattering voice: "Is Xiao Yu back?"

"You kid, you arrived at the base safely but didn't come home to say hello to me and your father."

As she said that, she was about to grab Lin Yu's arm.

Lin Yu dragged Lin Zipei's thin body and strode back to the corridor.

Mother Lin's eyes flashed with embarrassment, and her expression was tinged with shame that she herself did not realize.

"Xiao Yu, what are you doing?"

"Go downstairs to the kitchen and boil water for tea. We have guests." Lin Yu first asked Lin Zipei to stand up, straightened his messy clothes, and half-pushed him downstairs.

After hearing what Lin Zipei was doing in the kitchen downstairs, he said coldly to Mother Lin to follow him, saying that some things were not suitable to be said in front of guests.

Mother Lin frowned, and when she entered Lin Yu's study, she still did not understand what the eldest son who had just been found wanted to do.

Lin Yu had a gloomy face and did not speak. The atmosphere was stagnant and stiff.

"Didn't Lin Zijin tell you?"

Just when Lin's mother was feeling uncomfortable, Lin Yu spoke, his tone was flat.

"Said...what?" Lin's mother was still looking around the decoration of the study, and was slightly stunned when she heard it.

Then, before Lin Yu could speak, she said, "Your study is the best for Jinjin. There are so many books in the bookcase, and your second brother loves reading the most."

"The villa is so big, I think the room at the end of the corridor is the best, and there is a balcony, let your second brother live there."

Lin Yu's throat tightened, and he continued her words, "What about Apei?"

"Apei? Oh, you mean your third brother." Mother Lin didn't even think about it, and waved her hand nonchalantly, "Your third brother is thick-skinned and thick-skinned. I think the room in the attic is most suitable for him."

"He is more independent, and the attic is quiet. Apei will definitely like it."

"Really? But there are obviously many rooms on the second floor."

Lin's mother widened her eyes and spoke quickly, some words with a hint of dialect: "That won't do. We are a family. You three brothers live together, so your father and I have to move in as well." She

spoke faster and faster, and became more and more anxious, for fear that Lin Yu would abandon them.

Lin Yu couldn't tell what his mood was now. He was angry, but he laughed in anger and said, "Ms. Lin, you seem to have forgotten something."

Lin's mother turned around suddenly and said, "What did you call me?!"

"Lin Zijin didn't tell you, right?" Lin Yu stood up, put his hands on the desk, and looked downcast. "Then I'll tell you in person."

"From now on, the Lin family and I have nothing to do with each other."

"So, Ms. Lin, please leave my house as soon as possible."

Behind Lin Yu was the bright moonlight. The window was not closed tightly, and the cold wind came in, blowing the light and clean white curtains. The warm yellow light of the floor lamp in the study was flickering by the curtains.

Lin's mother couldn't see Lin Yu's expression.

But she knew that if she didn't do something, she would completely lose this son, which would mean that her second half of life would not be stable.

So, she stepped on her high heels, clattered, and walked quickly to Lin Yu, and said in astonishment: "You unfilial son! Do you want to piss me off to death? I'm your mother!"

Lin Yu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Do you have any evidence?"

"Why not? The DNA test report clearly states that you are the son of our Lin family!" Lin's mother lost her dignity and elegance, and her long nails painted with red nail polish were firmly dug into the desk, so hard that the fingertips turned white.

Looking at the hysteria of the woman opposite, Lin Yu felt nothing in his heart, and even wanted to laugh. Even the most exquisite makeup could not cover up the yellow and loose skin condition of Lin's mother.

At first, he really had expectations and fantasies about fatherly and motherly love, and he wanted to be filial to his father and mother.

However, the family love he hoped for was not only profit-oriented, but also cold and ruthless. Their eyes were always on everything he had, trying to tear a piece of flesh from it.

Lin Yu sneered, "Ms. Lin, you are wrong. That document is the test report of your baby Jinjin and your husband, not mine."

"I think you don't want me to drive you away by force, right?"

He was too lazy to ask why Lin's mother showed up at his house today. Maybe it was because he saw more things from those scheming eyes, or maybe it was because the scheming face was too ugly and conspicuous.

Lin Yu frowned, feeling upset.

Seeing that Lin Yu was too firm, Lin's mother gritted her teeth and tried her best to suppress the anger and panic in her heart. She forced a smile and said, "You must be tired. Mom won't disturb you. Have a good rest. I'm going back first!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she quickly opened the door and ran out of the villa. Her high heels made a "thump thump thump" sound on the floor.

Gu Bingchen and others raised their eyes and looked at the second floor.

Lin Yu rolled up his sleeves, revealing his arms with bulging veins, and a warm smile on his handsome face.

He said, "I took care of some personal matters. Sorry for the long wait."

The boy who was washing cups in the kitchen paused, his eyes deepened slightly, his lips slowly straightened, his expression was cold, and he didn't look as well-behaved and approachable as usual.