Chapter 207: I'm still on guard

Dongni An tensed up his face: "Don't you have a monitor, look at the monitor to go."

"As you know, the surveillance has no sound, only images." Yu He still playing with the little fire dragon, fingers stroking its broken smile, "Say it, take the initiative to say it will be better."

"I have nothing to say!" Dongni An exploded, " Yu He , don't forget your own identity! Qingcheng Xie is the Dream Breaker's man, if you keep tangling with him, do you believe Mr. Duan--"

Before the words were out of his mouth, Dongni An was thumped by Yu He and pushed against the wall, and Yu He leaned in close to him.

"Duan Wen and I are just using each other to achieve our goals, we both know that in our hearts, what do you think the use of moving him out is?"

Yu He said, once again slamming Dongni An's forehead against the wall, while at the same time he let his hand clutching Dongni An's hair scrape against the gravel wall so hard that his hand was scraped and blood gushed out.

As soon as Dongni An smelled his blood, his eyes widened and he panicked, fumbling for something in his pocket.

But it's too late.

"Speak." Yu He has given the order word by word, "What did you just tell Qingcheng Xie! Tell me clearly!!!"

The incident was a poor lie, and Yu He had already guessed a general idea when he saw the scene of the conflict, but he needed to know more about the situation.

The power of the blood compulsion is now very dominant, and has a certain effect on normal people, Dongni An has no time to defend, Yu He finally forced all the words out of his mouth.

When Dongni An had finished speaking, there was dead silence in the villa.

Yu He sat back on the chair in front of the desk, his fingers stroked the corner of the table Qingcheng Xie undried blood. His chest is like a plug, out of anger, no expression on the face, but that expressionless face is more horrible than the fire.

Dongni An completed the order given by the blood compulsion.

Slowly, it is about to recover from the control.

But Yu He stared at him, his lips moving lightly, "Come here."

Dongni An was instantly controlled again, and the trance moved forward.

Yu He : "Come back on your knees."

The person controlled by the blood compulsion will only do as he is told. Yu He watched numbly as he knelt down in front of him, then reached out his hand and patted Dongni An's head with a creepy sneer at the corner of his mouth.

The smile was short-lived, then Yu He knocked the corner of Dongni An's forehead onto the hard wooden table corner, and kicked Dongni An in the chest when she was struggling to come out of the blood compulsion, "Bang! Dongni An crashed into a nearby ornament rack!

After doing this, Yu He took a snow-white tissue and wiped the blood from his fingertips.

"Are you tired of living and waving your name around in my name?"

When the power of the blood compulsion finally ended, Dongni An coughed blood and struggled to get up from the ground, glaring at Yu He with red eyes: "You dare to use your powers on people inside the organization?

Yu He narrowed his eyes, "How dare you?"

"......"

"It is my freedom whether I use it or not. Haven't you guys always guarded against my blood compulsion? That's why you invented that kind of thing." Yu He swept Dongni An's hand, "It's a pity you didn't take it out and put it on."

"You-!"

"Go and tattle on Duan Wen." Yu He coldly said, "Go ahead. I've never had a master-servant relationship with him, but you may not. Do you want me to tell him how you waste your time on personal vendettas?"

Dongni An cut his teeth and said, "You are repaying me for my kindness, I saved you, those two years-"

"In those two years, when did I sleep with you every day and make love with you every night?" Yu He's eyes suddenly sharpened.

Dongni An : "......"

The atmosphere in the room was too stiff and the air pressure was too low.

Dongni An stared hard at Yu He's face, seemingly thinking fast about ways to hurt him back, and to stop the effects of this incident.

Eventually, it occurred to him.

Dongni An wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, swallowed his saliva, gasped and spoke, "So what are you going to do now?"

"You want to go and explain things to him? Then go ahead!" Dongni An's eyes were full of mockery, "Do you think he will care? Qingcheng Xie is already with Man Chen, do you think he cares who you sleep with?"

Yu He's face became more and more somber.

"You can go watch the surveillance, Yu He , you can go take a good look at how he reacted after he heard me doing those things with you, how calm a person, he didn't even blink!"

"My cousin's blood is cold, he does not have you in his eyes, you sleep with me or you also flirt with thousands of people, he will not even look at you. How pathetic are you, you want to tell him the truth? As you did three years ago, you put your heart in front of him and let him trample on it?"

" Qingcheng Xie life is most adept at ignoring the hearts of people, you even tell him that I am lying to him, the person in the bed of your heart in addition to him there is no second can replace, he will not have any feelings. He for his justice, once even your life can be donated, your obsession in his eyes is just a child joke!"

"I fucking saved your face so you wouldn't be as humble as a dog in front of Qingcheng Xie, and you don't thank me and treat me like this, do you?

"Get out." Yu He raised his eyes morosely, interrupting Dongni An's rambling.

"......"

"I had no love for Qingcheng Xie long ago, but torturing him was something only I could do. Duan Wen also knows very well that this is my request." Yu He's tone was even colder than before.

"He's on my chopping block, you don't get to take over. Stay away from my prey, if there is another time, if he loses a hair, I will chop off one of your fingers."

His gaze was as obscure as the sky with ink turned over, and he threw the tissue that had wiped the blood from his fingertips in front of Dongni An's face, and his snow-white teeth broke out the last two words:

"Get out."

"............" Dongni An seemed to want to say something else, but he met Yu He's eyes, but finally fear, and swallowed again and blood spittle.

Turn around and leave.

After he left, Yu He re-pulled out the old little fire dragon ...... he looked at its broken smiling face and mended tail.

He closed his eyes and held it, hands interlocked, against his tightly furrowed brow.

"Why ......"

He murmured softly, pained and trapped.

Why do you still want to keep it ...... since you keep it, and why do you want to protect Man Chen in the first place, and later with Man Chen together ......

Why ...... Qingcheng Xie ......

In fact, you still have me in your heart after all ...... is that right? You are not as cold and indifferent as you appear to be ...... is that so ...... right?

He clutched the tattered dragon puppet, like clutching the torn love-hate tangle between him and Qingcheng Xie that can no longer be cleared. He just sat there stiffly, like a small fire dragon in the endless rain, guarding the last inch of warmth and shimmer, the small sick dragon.

He thought he couldn't hold that flame anymore when the storm came down.

But the rain has been falling for three years.

He does not tell everyone, and he does not even want to tell himself - deep inside his heart, he actually still keeps watch.

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Qingcheng Xie went home.

The first few days were difficult, as people kept coming to ask questions or visit, and most of them had the purpose of asking questions. The only people who really understood him and were able to save his mind were Xue Xie and Man Chen.

When Xue Xie learned the details, especially that the injury on Qingcheng Xie's forehead was the result of Lishen Xie, he was furious.

She gritted her teeth and said to Man Chen, "I even invited him to my wedding reception behind my brother's back ...... because he is actually our cousin ...... he has not been as bad to me as he was to my brother, I thought he would at least ...... he will at least look at my face to consider some brotherly love, I did not expect him, he actually ......"

She stomped her foot in chagrin.

Man Chen : "Did you have much contact with him?"

Xue Xie shook his head: "A lot as a child, he treated me, better than others, but he never came back after he fell out with our family, and never again initiated contact with my brother. But ......"

"But?"

"But he would send me some messages during New Year's holidays. When I almost had an accident at Chengkang Mental Hospital, he knew about it and called me to ask about my condition. I thought he didn't have such a bad conscience."

Xue Xie paused for a moment and asked Man Chen softly, "Is he ...... Lishen Xie him, too ...... of that Dela Man organization?"

Man Chen is a bit stumped.

He felt that he shouldn't talk too much to Xue Xie about the Dela Man organization, the more he knew about such things, the worse it would be for Xue Xie, but Xue Xie is Qingcheng Xie's sister, and Duan Wen their criminal behavior spread to the community as early as after the Wei Rong incident broke out, Xue Xie couldn't possibly hold back from inquiring more.

So she was in a state of half-knowledge and she was worried, staring into Man Chen's eyes, hoping he would give her an answer.

Man Chen thought for a while and finally said, "...... we can't be sure of anything yet, Xue Xie , a lot of things are still just speculation."

Xue Xie's eyes were slightly dark.

Man Chen : "These truths will come out sooner or later, until then, protect yourself and don't let your brother worry. And ...... don't ask him about these situations, okay?"

"Well, don't worry about that, I won't."

They now try to avoid mentioning these things in front of Qingcheng Xie, not talking about Dongni An, and not talking about Yu He at all, they both feel that these two names are the thorn in Qingcheng Xie's heart, this man has suffered too much, they should not make him suffer more.

In fact, in order to occupy Qingcheng Xie's attention, Xue Xie has been very deliberate in bringing Ya Ya these days.

The baby lived up to the expectations and after meeting his uncle, it only took half an hour to get Qingcheng Xie, who hadn't spoken much for several days, to say a long sentence: "Don't touch your feet with your hands and then put your hands in your mouth."

Ya Ya reacted by giggling, staggering up the bed, jumping into the arms of Qingcheng Xie, who was sitting on the bed to recuperate, wrapping her arms around his neck and giving him a milk-filled kiss.

"Uncle seize ...... hug."

Qingcheng Xie sighed and hugged her.

Ya Ya is still inside the house, pestering Qingcheng Xie to tell her fairy tales, while outside the house, Xue Xie and Man Chen continue to talk.

Xue Xie :" Man Chen , no matter what, this time ...... really thank you ......"

"It's okay, it's what I'm supposed to do."

Xue Xie hesitated again for a moment and continued somewhat hesitantly, "I, I actually know that you've been treating my brother ......"

Man Chen is slightly stiff.

"But you never did anything like Yu He, Yu He he is now too ......" she thought of all that Yu He had given to their family, and finally did not say anything further, but the mood has been very complicated.

Man Chen didn't pick up the slack. He knew he had actually almost done it.

He was almost about to commit the same sin after the wedding banquet that year, but he came to his senses after all. Over the years, he has been trying to become different from the person he was at that time. During the three or two years Qingcheng Xie was away, he matured faster and honed his skills more than ever.

He originally wanted to go beyond himself and become enough of a person for Qingcheng Xie to see.

But in the process, he gradually understood that there are things that can not be forced, he once saw how Yu He was obsessively in love with Qingcheng Xie, and now has become such a dead heart, how cold.

He asked himself if he could pay as much as Yu He to pursue Qingcheng Xie? Three years ago he thought he could, but later, under fire, in successive missions, in the sacrifice of his comrades, he realized he was not an island like Yu He.

He has the grace of his parents, the heavy expectations of his family, the silver flower on his shoulder and the badge on his cap.

He has a lot of things that must be taken care of, and cannot simply cut off because he loves someone.

So he knew he couldn't catch Qingcheng Xie, just that he was still in love with him.

So he knew that his love was not as deep as Yu He's, but it was still love, just not as obsessive and crazy.

Last year, his mother was seriously ill, and when she was sick, she kept saying that she hoped Man Chen would find a man and stop taking risks in the wind and rain.

Man Chen looked at his mother's gray face at that time, he thought, she was a Qiyuan jade beauty years, it seems like yesterday, a wink she have wrinkles and silver hair. His parents were both very old-fashioned in their thinking and could not accept that he liked men.

When he was young, he thought about what it would be like to chase Qingcheng Xie down and then find the courage to tell his parents.

But Qingcheng Xie didn't love him, and now that he knows a lot of things and has a new understanding of life, he can no longer let his family suffer so much because of his own selfish desires.

Man Chen looked at Xue Xie , did not continue this topic, he said, "I have a mission to start next week to go out, I am not in the time, you have to watch Xie brother, it is best to receive him to the Wei family, in the Wei family's territory, Yu He at least will not do too much. If your brother does not cooperate, you let ......"

"Let Ya Ya persuade him." Xue Xie and Man Chen have a heart to heart.

"...... Hmm. That's right."

Xue Xie said: "Good, then you must also be careful on the mission, my brother has always regarded you as our family, if you have something ......"

She looked at Man Chen's face. After three years as a first-line detective and almost all the crimes related to Duan Wen's Dela Man organization, Man Chen already had a scar on his face.

"He would be very upset if something happened to you."

Man Chen nodded his head.

He stood in the small courtyard, looking through the window glass into the house, looking at Qingcheng Xie's tired silhouette, he thought to himself: brother, if everything goes well, this crime that has lasted for decades ...... will soon ...... be over.

You and I, and the people under the spring, we can finally, all wait for an explanation.

Brother, on this classified mission, I hope I can return successfully.

Then I stay by your side, like once on that greeting card, like a brother, as a friend, it will be good.

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Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, the weekend is here.

Inside the conference room of Huzhou Police Department -

Most of the people in charge of the "dream-breaking operation" are gathered in it, among them are criminal police, armed police, military cadres, medical experts, scientific researchers, administrative functionaries and so on. Fortunately, this conference room is large enough to accommodate all these people.

"During these two years of fighting with Duan Wen, we gradually grasped a large amount of information about that base of theirs. This intelligence was gained from one battle, one drop of blood, and even one human life."

Standing on the conference platform was the commander of the Huzhou headquarters.

He was giving a powerful pre-battle rally to his fellow soldiers below. His gaze was like a hawk, his expression like a wolf, his hand propped up on a huge metallic podium, and behind him was a constantly changing projection screen on which information about the Dela Man organization was scrolling.

"Three years ago, at the Battle of Hiroshima, we fought the Dela Man organization head-on for the first time, and although we obtained the positioning of their island and some information, when we sent our troops to land on that mysterious island, we were dealt an almost devastating blow, our comrades were killed and wounded, and those who were alive, carrying the hopes of their compatriots that brought back news from the front-"

He paused, the controller in his hand moved, and the projection screen settled on a thermal imaging map of an island.

" Dela Man Island, with its extensive shielding equipment, is a 'Treasure Island' that is almost completely isolated from the world."

"If we hadn't broken through their control system, we never would have been able to find their exact location. We were too adventurous back then and simply treated these people as an ordinary criminal organization, and for that we paid a terrible price. The soldiers who were lucky enough to come back alive said that the island was completely beyond what a normal society should look like, it was like a future world with all kinds of weapons facilities that we had never seen before. For example--"

The commander changes the screen image again.

"Combat form robots."

"War Machine Dogs - I think they got their inspiration from Resident Evil Cerberus."

"A chemical river of blood that even a bird flying over would die."

With every word he says, he taps the controller button in his hand and the picture changes to a side-by-side of the corresponding physical or chemical weapon.

"As well." The commander finally clicked again, the river of blood disappeared, and what slowly appeared on the screen was a dense forest, but if you look more carefully, you will find that it was not an ordinary dense forest, but a black pressing that connects the sky and the border ......

"The Dark Morrowind Labyrinth."

"Almost eighty percent of this island has been designed as a maze using the natural terrain, the remaining twenty percent is their core base fortress." The commander said, "For the past three years our people have been consistently trying to break through, only to sacrifice in large numbers to the guns of those surreal weapons. And I think the most important thing that makes this island a ghostly place on earth is because the Dela Man organization is, fundamentally speaking, a scientific research organization."

"On this island live several top scientific madmen from all over the world, as I must call them, because they have not used their talents for the good of humanity, but have been convicted for having conducted inhumane scientific experiments in their countries."

The picture has changed again, this time with several profiles of wanted criminals.

"All we know so far is that Ya Zhuo, who designed the war robot, was listed as a fugitive from justice in 2004 for conducting radiation tests on kidnapped children in the Chernobyl no-man's land."

"Ivan, there are so many Russians with that name that there is no way to check, and no one has ever seen what he really looks like in person, except that our people heard Ya Zhuo mention it when they fought with her, and Ivan and Ya Zhuo hometown met with extra cordiality, so they cooperated with each other to design a more flexible robot dog."

"And Zhen Hui."

After two foreign names, a Chinese name suddenly appeared, or such an old-fashioned Chinese name, which was actually a bit incongruous, but none of the dream-breakers in the room let out a laugh.

They all looked very seriously at the profile drawing of the woman's face.

"Like Ivan, none of us has ever seen Zhen Hui's true face. But in the past few decades, there have been several horrific killings in the country that cannot be explained by conventional science, where the deceased turned into a puddle of pus and blood on the floor and the killer has not been apprehended. The police officers investigating these cases profiled that murderer, and the portrait came out that she was a woman, and a very thoughtful and highly educated woman, who was a scientist ...... Our old interrogators gave her a code name with the characteristics of their era, so it was called ' Zhen Hui '."

The commander looked around the room with a serious gaze: " Zhen Hui's cases committed in the country ended in the 1970s, after which there were no more killings that shrunk people into pus and blood for 40 or 50 years, and we even began to think that Zhen Hui died quietly ...... Or maybe he just washed his hands of it and never did it again. Until last year when we landed on Dela Man Island for the fourth time and one of the officers who had broken into the depths of the Moro Labyrinth was targeted by an automatic machine gun ...... and then reduced to a puddle of blood. We were subjected to a video transmission of his deathbed, a process that took only five seconds."

"So Zhen Hui is probably still alive and, for now, living on this troll-like island at sea."

The commander paused again.

He looked into the eyes of everyone present and seemed to be confirming the will in their eyes.

"But there is no war that justice cannot win, no bloodshed in vain. This intelligence ...... this ......" he slid the controller wheel, the screen screen began to split like an avalanche, countless documents data wind-blown snow on the screen gathered and scattered around, the commander's chest stirred a hot blood, he said , "The 5,489 pieces of intelligence, large or small, we've received over the past three years have finally given us an adequate response to the weapons on this island - now, we can finally launch our final operation - this must be the final operation. We must strike a complete blow to the Dela Man organization while they are not bringing contraband drugs, not bringing nightmares, not bringing their insane scientific research to fully invade our normal society."

"It's been three years." The commander's eyes were a little moist under the projection lamp, "It's time to end it."

After the meeting was adjourned, the commander returned wearily inside his office.

This pre-war mobilization was done successfully, and everyone knew that this operation was their real battle after the first attack three years ago, a turnaround final battle that they would fight after making sufficient preparations.

But ......

The commander's eyes fell on the computer in his office.

There is rotating a diorama of Dela Man Island, where the known battle areas are marked in red, yet there is a blank field near the central castle fortress ......

The commander couldn't help but pinch his brow bone with his fingers.

This place has not been reached by any soldiers or any probing instruments, their countermeasures are almost completely ineffective here, and they have to face the products of scientific research that cannot be imagined with common sense, and he is really worried that this twenty percent adventure will wipe out their whole army.

He needs data.

He had to get that data before their fleet departed ......

"Knock, knock, knock."

There was a sudden knock on the door.

The commander looked up sharply, as if anticipating something.

It was only once the secretary came in that he spoke up and said, "Sir, there's someone outside who wants to see you, and he-"

"Hurry up and let him in." The commander interrupted the secretary directly.

The door opened completely, and out of the shadowed darkness came a tall, handsome looking man wearing silver-rimmed, thin-rimmed glasses, and stopped at the commander's desk.

The commander froze: "...... Professor Xie?"

Qingcheng Xie : "I'm here to bring you information from Duanwen's island, sir. I hope that what I have in my hand is what you need."

He said, handing the commander a high-tech microscopic mobile disk with a cold, hard, metallic sheen.

"It's all here."

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It turns out that Qingcheng Xie is not really just recuperating at Yu He's house.

In fact, Yu He is not wrong, although Qingcheng Xie was under surveillance during that period, Yu He did not really put him under house arrest and did not restrict his personal freedom. If Qingcheng Xie really wanted to leave, he could have done so at any time.

Qingcheng Xie did not go, not because he was willing to tangle with Yu He, but because - for one thing - he was so weak that he did not have the extra strength to pull with it.

Second Coming ......

He managed to observe the surveillance loophole during that time, and eventually found some information related to Dela Man's organization from Yu He's communication data!

He was never really willing to degenerate into a useless, manipulative, lifeless patient.

"Where did you get these things ......" The commander looked slightly stiff and frozen, as if he had a premonition of what was coming, but he still put his hand out.

Just when his fingertips were about to touch the moving disk, two long, cold white fingers suddenly held the disk down.

The commander followed the finger upward and met Qingcheng Xie's eyes: "What do you mean."

Qingcheng Xie wore a puzzled look on his face as he said to the commander, "Before you accept this file, I have something very important that I would like to get your confirmation on."