Chapter 209: Hello, Officer Tse

Qingcheng Xie has never told these executives that she is a spiritual Bola Ai patient.

But today, he showed them this card.

He was very careful not to mention anything about the first emperor, he only cited the special abilities of the spiritual Bola Ai patients, such as an amazing sense of smell, extremely high computing power and so on.

At this juncture, the executives were shocked, but they had no time to worry about more.

"And what are your abilities?"

Qingcheng Xie was quiet for a few seconds: "Adapt."

"Adapt?" The commander said, "But that only makes you personally feel better on the battlefield, it doesn't serve to enhance the success of reconnaissance."

Qingcheng Xie: "This ability to adapt is not only effective in the external environment, but also in the internal body. To take the simplest example, there is a big risk issue with organ transplants, that the body is likely to have a rejection reaction, but I don't, my body is perfectly adapted to the new organ, and the same ...... is true for some viruses or bacteria."

"There have been several cases of mental Bola Ai patients in the country, but almost all of them have died. Among these known patients, patient #2's special ability was that he had a very powerful sense of hearing, and at the time of #2's passing, our lab kept a sample of his blood to make a serum."

"So what's the use of the serum?"

"It has no effect on normal people and can only be used for research, but for me." Qingcheng Xie paused for a moment and continued, "After the serum enters my body, because it is adapted by me, the corresponding psychic factor becomes confused and will treat me as case #2. In other words, I can briefly have the ability of #2 for a few hours after the serum injection."

The crowd was greatly stunned.

Jingfeng Zheng said, " Qingcheng Xie! Such an important thing, you, how come you never said ......!"

Qingcheng Xie gave him a look, "Sorry."

Commander: "With this ability, it is normal not to say, no one wants to get into some unnecessary trouble."

Jingfeng Zheng : "......"

Qingcheng Xie quickly moved his eyes away from Lao Zheng, whose eyes made him a little uncomfortable. The commander was wrong, Qingcheng Xie did not tell Jingfeng Zheng, never because he was afraid of getting into unnecessary trouble, but because he knew Jingfeng Zheng would react the way he did now, and he did not want Jingfeng Zheng to be implicated or worried.

Qingcheng Xie : "So, can I take someone to the island, please?"

Although it was a question, Qingcheng Xie knew their answer long before they asked it.

Dreambreakers have no better choice.

It has to be him.

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"Well, yes, all that business is done, and I'm going to leave the next thing to Xiao Zhou to dock. I may have to make a trip back to the island recently."

Yu He said to the computer, while reviewing the files and surveillance, while raising his hand against his headset, and the person in the headset.

"The reason?" He repeated Duan Wen's question from across the room, his eyes skimming over a section of the surveillance record on the display.

It was a clip of Qingcheng Xie in the study while he was at his house. The video shows that Qingcheng Xie seemed to be watching the position of the surveillance camera in the study at that time.

"......"

Yu He stared at the image for a while, and then scanned the vaguely visible traces of books moving on the table.

"Nothing." His face is not very good, thought, not moving waves said, "just found that the blood compulsion seems to be a little strange, I want to go back to the laboratory to practice a hand. Find some feeling."

Duan Wen said something else in the headset.

Yu He snickered, raised his other hand, casually fiddling with his nails, unsavory: "How to perceive the ...... you do not want to ask Dongni An? He hasn't complained to you yet. The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services. Well, you ask him."

Yu He responded in a perfunctory manner after a few more casual conversations.

"It may be just a few days back, I will prepare and prepare. OK, I'll hang up then."

After ending the call, he took off the headset and re-pulled the video progress bar on the screen back to when Qingcheng Xie was surveying the monitor.

"......"

Yu He looked at the man in the picture and had a premonition in his heart, but that premonition made him very annoyed.

He raised his hand and rubbed his eye point heavily, then exhaled out, sulked, put his headset back on, and dialed another encrypted number.

"Hey, it's me."

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Qingcheng Xie, who left Dreambreaker Headquarters, didn't have much time to prepare.

He finally went home and had a dinner with Xue Xie and the others.

They didn't know what Qingcheng Xie was about to do. The meal was casual and homely as usual, with Aunt Li's stir-fried sweet potato vines, sesame tofu, braised pork chops and fish ball soup with bok choy on the table.

During the dinner, Xue Xie and Qingcheng Xie said, "Brother, next month when my birthday, you are not allowed to work no matter how busy you are, I want to book a private tour, we go together for a walk, take a break, okay?"

Dongheng Wei quickly helped his wife to persuade him, "Yes, brother, travel is especially good, it can make you put all the previous troubles ......"

Xue Xie stomped on him under the table.

The first thing you need to do is to talk about the previous troubles. The person who has become a father, still speaks like a young boy who does not think.

Dongheng Wei was in pain and actually turned back to Xue Xie and said, "Aigoo, why are you stepping on me?"

Xue Xie : "......"

Qingcheng Xie understands what they mean, but where he will be next month is not known, Dela Man Island is a personal haunted area, this time to investigate is a nine-death mission.

He didn't want Xue Xie to worry about them, and the mission was really confidential, so he didn't say anything to his family, just took the last sip of hot soup and let the ordinary warmth flow through his heart and disperse to his internal organs.

Then said, "...... is good."

Before he left, he gave Nha Nha a final hug, said to Aunt Li who was washing dishes, and said to Xue Xie and Dongheng Wei, "You're so old, you have to learn to do household chores and take care of each other."

He is too fatherly and usually has many such instructions, so Dongheng Wei heard nothing strange, and the couple sent Qingcheng Xie to the door and watched him get into the car and go away.

Xue Xie suddenly frowned faintly.

Dongheng Wei : "What's wrong?"

"...... don't know." Xue Xie watched Qingcheng Xie car drive farther and farther away, "just feel stuffy inside, some discomfort."

"Is it going to be a thunderstorm in the sky. There is a lot of humidity in the air." Dongheng Wei said, "You should go inside and sit down."

Xue Xie responded, but did not move.

She stood there and watched the taillights of her brother's car disappear around the corner until the blood-like color was gone, and she still watched.

The second place Qingcheng Xie visited was the Meiyu Private Hospital.

The dean was already waiting for him in the lab on the top floor.

Twenty tubes of microscopic serum, specially treated to a light blue color, are hidden in a designed safety tube with a microscopic needle inside, which pops out when you twist the mouth of the tube according to the trick, making it easy for Qingcheng Xie to inject himself outside.

"Professor Xie." The old dean raised his eyes and looked at him, "The stuff has been prepared for you long ago. Special field syringes, very light and easy to carry."

Qingcheng Xie reached for it: "Thank you."

"Wait a minute."

"What?"

"There is something that I would like to hand to you to see." The old dean gestured to the empty chair in front of him, "You sit first."

When Qingcheng Xie sat down, the old dean got up and went to pour Qingcheng Xie a cup of hot ginger tea.

Qingcheng Xie took a sip even though she didn't know why, then looked at him, "Dean, what are you giving me?"

The dean took out an envelope from the drawer and handed it to him. Qingcheng Xie opened the winding button, the cowhide envelope contained a pile of paper, he pulled it out and froze after only the first sweep.

He looked across the page and locked eyes with the old dean.

The old dean looked at him with a smile and gestured for him to continue reading.

So for ten minutes, there was no sound in the room, and finally Qingcheng Xie put the pile of papers back on the table: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

The old dean smiled but did not answer.

The old man is Ciyan Qin's classmate, when he was in college bunk, the relationship is as good as a brother. Qingcheng Xie has never communicated much with him, but only now did he realize that the old dean's smile was very similar to Ciyan Qin's. Perhaps people who focused on their studies in that era eventually settled down with the same calm and generous taste.

But this similarity, like a cat's claw, stung Qingcheng Xie's heart.

Qingcheng Xie almost got a little angry: "You should have told us-"

"Do you now know how people close to you would feel if you hid your illness from them."

Qingcheng Xie was suddenly stunned.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at the old dean's smiling face, the old man smiled as badly as Ciyan Qin.

The old dean slowly retrieved the cowhide envelope, the clean white pages inside were full of his own case report, which was filled with the piercing words -

"Intermediate and advanced stage lung cancer", "spread", "metastasis" ......

"Where is your family? They're all ......"

"They all know." The old dean looked at Qingcheng Xie through the lens, a pair of sharp and gentle eyes , "My wife, son, daughter ...... are all aware of my situation, I spent a lot of time communicating with them, and finally we decided to face these small difficulties that appeared in my life together, we The family has been through many things ...... war, criticism/fighting, vindication ...... we have lived in cowsheds, been hung with big letters/ posters, but have always been together and encouraged each other to overcome very, very many difficulties."

He flexed his fingers and tapped the envelope, "This may be the penultimate hurdle, and then the last difficulty we face is my death."

He saw Qingcheng Xie's expression and suddenly smiled, the smile was never comforting or bittersweet, he was really open-minded and optimistic: "Thank you, Professor."

The relationship between the old dean and Qingcheng Xie is very delicate, their lives are not too close, but they are so close in spirit, and they have been fighting for rn-13 together for so many years. That's why he still calls Qingcheng Xie "Professor Xie", instead of Xiao Xie, like Ciyan Qin.

But when he looked at Qingcheng Xie, the kindness in his eyes was almost identical to that of Ciyan Qin.

"Professor Xie, this life is constantly facing a variety of hardships and challenges, some people can not hold on halfway, some will continue to fight until the end of life, and then a final duel with death. Of course, the human □ □ is destined to lose to death, but the spirit is not necessarily. Let's say, like me." The old dean smiled and pointed to himself, "I have long been unafraid, I have not even told you before, in fact I have been interrogated by that mysterious killer sent by Dela Man."

"!!!"

"It was a long time ago. I am a much better actor than Qin Lao, and they couldn't see anything. I thought Qin Lao didn't tell me much. But from that time when I came back from the dead, I figured out a lot of things."

"I began to enjoy every day with my family, where they did not have to worry that I was hiding something from them, and I did not worry that they were stopping me from doing anything. Now, too, we, as a family, will face my illness and my death with the same vigor as we faced any of the difficulties of the past."

"In a way, I've beaten it. I haven't become sad because of it, I'm happy. My family is fully informed, even my friends, and everyone around me knows ...... except you."

Qingcheng Xie : "......"

"You're so smart, you must know why I'm the only one not telling you." The old man smiled and added some more water to his hot ginger tea, "You are a very tough, extremely stubborn person, Professor Xie. You have a very selfless, very kind heart. But you're also too egotistical, always protecting those around you in what you think is the right way, without caring if it's what they expect."

The old dean took a slow sip of ginger tea, he squinted his eyes and enjoyed it, completely unrecognizable as an old man who was suffering from an illness and had very little life left.

He put down his glass and folded his arms, "I wish I could make you understand how that feels."

"Professor Xie, years ago, when you turned to me for treatment of your disease, I have been advising you not to hide it from those around you, to give them a chance to be with you, they love you and they have that right. But you didn't listen." The old dean said, "I then did not advise again, because I understood equally well how you felt, and yes, it does take some 'cruelty' to tell those who love you most about your illness, because you know you will worry them so much that you will break them... . you love those people too, so you don't want them to be hurt, you don't want them to delay their lives because of you."

The old dean was quiet again for a moment, and he looked peacefully into Qingcheng Xie's eyes.

"But denying them the right to know is actually one of the crueler things to do, that might bring more regrets to each other. ...... I don't know if my words today will get through to you, this is life advice from an old man who has lived into his seventies. Of course, this time the mission is confidential, you have no way to inform them, but I think that when you return safely, you can try to seek people around you to accompany you in a less arbitrary and more honest way to face all the difficulties in life."

"Companionship is important; it allows you to always have a breath of air in your heart."

After the old dean finished, he handed the box of medicine to Qingcheng Xie.

"Take care of your life, Professor Xie. We're all waiting for you to come back."

After Qingcheng Xie left Meiyu Private Hospital, there were still more than three hours left before the final assembly.

His heart was heavy, but calm, very complex, but also very clear.

He finally went to the gift store and picked out a present for Xue Xie's birthday - it was a rag doll bear, which Xue Xie didn't need for anything anymore, but if he did have an accident on the island, he knew the doll bear would be a comfort to her.

Four years ago he and Yu He were trapped in the reservoir, and at that time Yu He asked him if he wanted to leave a message for Xue Xie if they died like that.

Qingcheng Xie refused at that time, saying that the content of the message would only add to the sorrow of the living.

And at this moment, he walked down the darkened street with that Muppet bear in his arms, his steps following his heart, and he ended up outside a courier company.

Qingcheng Xie : "Hello, I would like to send a regular delivery."

"Okay handsome, is it sending this Muppet bear?"

Qingcheng Xie : "There is also a letter."

He paused and said instead, "...... Sorry, it's two letters."

"No problem, do you want to send it registered?"

"The registered number is timed. Also could you please give me some letterhead and a pen? Thanks."

Two hours later.

Qingcheng Xie left the post office.

He suddenly felt a lot lighter, and in a letter he wrote something he could tell Xue Xie about what had happened, gave her birthday wishes, and what he was looking forward to.

Another letter ...... was written to Yu He. He also said something to him that he wanted to leave for Yu He in case he was killed, something very frank. He couldn't say those words now for the greater good, but he did express them in a letter after all.

As a result, it is really like the old dean said, after doing these things he never wanted to do before, he really seems to have a breath of air in his chest, that breath of hot air makes him feel a vague sense of power.

He stood up straight and walked towards the public security building that was already nearby.

Huzhou Public Security Bureau, Dreambreaker Organization Headquarters.

Qingcheng Xie verified his identity and took the elevator to the top floor, where he would meet up with the scouting team in the top floor conference room and then board a helicopter from the roof tarmac to the East China Sea port to land on a prepared anti-tracking vessel.

When he arrived, the only two people in the room were the Commander-in-Chief and the assistant.

Qingcheng Xie looked at the time and saw that it was already time, so he asked, "Where are the others?"

The commander-in-chief did not answer his question, but first had his assistant bring out a bag, and he said to Qingcheng Xie, "This set of clothes is for you."

Qingcheng Xie took the clothes out of the bag and was slightly stunned.

That's actually a brand new police uniform!

Shoulder badge is the rank of his parents before demotion, police cap, badge, boots, belt, handcuffs and so on ...... all in one place.

When Qingcheng Xie's eyes fell on the police number sewn onto the chest lapel of his uniform, his eyelashes almost stood still.

"We checked, and this is a special number that combines the police numbers of Officer Zhou and Officer Xie during their lifetime." The commander said, "We hope it brings you some comfort."

Qingcheng Xie's hand slowly lifted, and without a word, he tried to touch the police number, but finally his fingertips landed on the silver badge first.

In that moment, he seemed to reappear in front of him that stormy day, he looked at the corpses of his parents next to the burning truck, his mother's badge were crushed ......

The commander-in-chief looked at Qingcheng Xie, paused, looked down and picked up the police cap -

This would have been out of order, but again, this is an extremely unique situation.

Their organization, the Dream Breakers, had to do extremely dangerous missions that cost a lot and required a lot of courage. Therefore the commander was originally granted extremely high authority, and the top brass did not care to use this to encourage the members who were very important to them. This is something that is still able to make an exception.

The commander-in-chief personally put the police cap on for Qingcheng Xie, and then met those sharp peach eyes under the silver badge.

"The locker room is right over there, change and we'll go to the rooftop, your teammate came before you and he's already waiting for you." The commander-in-chief said, "Please go over there."

"When you get back, you can go straight to your parents' previous team. This police number, we will always keep it for you. I've already said hello to City Council. So you must take care of yourselves this time and come back successfully."

Qingcheng Xie once again looked down at the familiar silver emblem and watched without saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking. Finally he nodded his head.

The chief commander patted him on the shoulder: "Go ahead. Officer Xie. I'll wait here for you to get changed, and then we'll go meet your companion for this mission."

"Who is it?"

Commander: "Your acquaintance. We'll see when we get up there in a minute."