Chapter 24

It was about time, so he set out to ambush Chen Yuechu.

Avoiding surveillance and guards, Chen Li hid in a short alley next to the Military and Political Hall.

The Military and Political Hall is located in the oldest first district of the central city. The whole street has an ancient style. It is a rare brick structure, with tall red walls, square lines, and trees. There are a few old deciduous trees with a wide umbrella cover, which may be the only few landscape trees left in the central city.

Chen Yuechu's car stopped briefly at the entrance of the short alley for a few seconds and drove away. Chen Li hid his face under the wide black hood all the way. He didn't raise his head until Chen Yuechu's car drove out of the guard range of the Military and Political Hall.

Chen Yuechu was also dressed in a well-tailored suit today, and the whole person exuded a golden and purple smell.

There is a single-winged butterfly tattoo on his fair and elegant face, with wings spreading out from the corner of his mouth to one side. The wings are slender and lonely, and a bit like flying feathers. As he speaks, the butterfly seems to be alive, flying up and down.

Although they are related by blood, they look nothing alike, except that their hair and pupils are very black, like the polar night.

"You look so bad, have you had dinner, Xiaoye?" Chen Yuechu asked gently.

"Don't call me by that name," Chen Li said indifferently, "I can't get used to it."

"What do you call you, Xiao Li?" Chen Yuechu smiled slightly, "It seems like you are calling yourself."

"Cy, they all call me that."

"Cy," Chen Yuechu repeated, "So Chen Ye, it's OK, right?"

Chen Li frowned slightly, "Master Chen, you don't have to act like brothers in front of me. We don't have such deep feelings between us. Why don't we be more straightforward? You can talk in the car or go anywhere you want. It's up to you."

"But I always treat you as my younger brother." Chen Yuechu said a little aggrieved.

Chen Li turned his head, and after a few seconds, he turned back and stared at Chen Yuechu's eyes, "Did you feel good when you saw me jumping into the sea?"

"Ah?" Chen Yuechu was surprised.

"I saw someone pointing a micro-lens at me until I jumped," Chen Li pressed, "So, is it cool? Do you know what it feels like to jump from a vehicle hovering a hundred meters in the air without any protective gear?"

Chen Yuechu sighed, "I thought you were going to die."

Chen Li smiled emotionlessly, "So Chen Ye is dead."

"It doesn't matter what your name is," Chen Yuechu's expression was a little reluctant, "You can still be the head of the Chen family and lead all of us if you are willing."

Chen Li didn't understand Chen Yuechu's persistence, "If you just want to coax me back, you don't need such an outrageous excuse."

Chen Yuechu took out a vegetable roll from the car's fresh-keeping box and handed it to Chen Li, "Eat something, we'll talk slowly. "

"Where are we going?"

Chen Li waved his hand to refuse Chen Yuechu's vegetable roll. Chen Yuechu peeled it and took a bite. "Go back to my aunt's old house, the Little White House."

Chen Li frowned. "The Little White House is not this way."

"We have done the overall moving technology for the old house," Chen Yuechu smiled. A trace of sauce stuck to the corner of his mouth, adding a touch of sauce color to the butterfly. "This technology has not been requisitioned by G for the time being."

Chen Li did not comment. He turned his head and looked out the window. They had left the city's commercial district and drove south. The electronic boundary marker of the 43rd District passed in front of him, indicating that they had left the central city. "You are an official. Don't you need to report when you leave the city?"

"Not yet here." Chen Yuechu wiped his mouth and changed the vehicle's automatic driving route once.

"It costs a lot of money to maintain Dujuan every year."

"No way, Auntie likes it."

"She has been dead for so many years, who are you pretending to be for?"

"I know that you can't believe my mother and I's loyalty with just a few words, but..."

Before Chen Yuechu finished speaking, he was interrupted by Chen Li, "Loyalty?"

The word loyalty is too heavy, and it is particularly abrupt and thin in this era. Those who can say this word are either ignorant or stupid.

And it seems even more weird when it comes from a smooth-talking person like Chen Yuechu.

"Okay, I'll change the word, sincerity, what do you think of this word, the sincerity of my mother and me."

Chen Li rubbed his forehead, "Okay, let's sit down and talk about your 'sincerity' later."

The car stopped in front of a white single-family villa - that was the "home" where Chen Ming and him used to live together. He and Chen Ming used to live in the Chen family's mansion, and moved here after he was ten years old.

The breeze blew the sea of ​​azaleas in front of the white building, and the broken red flowers stained by rain looked even more desolate, like eyes red from crying.

When Chen Li got out of the car, drizzle fell on his face. Chen Yuechu held an umbrella in one hand and a paper bag of food in the other. Chen Yuechu raised the umbrella above Chen Li's head, and half of his body and the paper bag were wet by the drizzle.

The small white building was a voice code. Chen Yuechu said a language Chen Li had never heard of to the receiver, and the door opened in response.

There was no smell of decay as imagined. The old house still kept its windows and tables clean, but it looked very cold, and it was obvious that no one had lived there for a long time. Chen Li looked at the familiar entrance and the brown-black small door under the stairs in the entrance, and suddenly felt a strong nausea. He resisted the urge to vomit and followed Chen Yuechu up the stairs to the living room on the second floor.

Even the furnishings in the living room were the same as they were nine years ago. It was still the heavy wooden round low table, filled with the little things that woman liked. Even the golden bull ornament that knocked a bloody hole in his head was still in its original place, but the blood stains on it had been wiped clean.

That was his last time in this old house, so in his memory, there should be blood on the golden bull ornament.

He felt nauseous again.

Chen Yuechu carried the paper bag into the kitchen and put the ingredients into the machine for washing and processing ingredients. There was a slight sound, and he leaned against the kitchen door and listened quietly. Some memories seemed to break out of the ground, but he pressed them back into the frozen ground.

"Didn't you just eat?" Chen Li asked.

"I cooked it for you. I remember you liked it when you were a kid..." Chen Yuechu suddenly stopped, "Sorry, I don't remember what you liked to eat when you were a kid, but I think no one would dislike beef fried rice."

Chen Li shook his head, somewhat helpless, "I may be more familiar with your mother. Before that incident, I thought she was very gentle."

Chen Yuechu opened the cooking box, and the warm orange light shone through, reflecting on his fair face, "In fact, she was forced to do so."

"Chen Ming expelled her from the central city. She felt that there was nothing wrong with resentment. It was normal for her to retaliate against Chen Ming and me."

"Let's eat first. After dinner, I will show you something and you will understand." Chen Yuechu looked at the food in the cooking box curling and stretching, from raw to cooked. For food, is this death or rebirth? Perhaps only the food itself knows, he does not know everything, just like what Chen Li subjectively thinks, he does not know everything.

Chen Li turned and walked to the dining table. He pulled out the familiar yet strange dining chair. He remembered that he often looked at it, but rarely pulled it out.

This old house has no beauty or attachment to him, only memories. He has always defined those painful pasts as memories.

"Eat." Chen Yuechu placed the steaming plate in front of Chen Li.

He was still wearing the formal clothes he wore when he worked in the military and political hall, with a black silver vertical striped shirt inside. He took off his coat and only wore a shirt, rolled up his sleeves, revealing his thin arms.

"Is your career going well?"

"With a mother who is a general, how can it not be smooth."

"When did she get promoted again?" Chen Li asked lightly.

"You didn't know about the promotion for military merit?"

"How do I know about you big shots?"

"Didn't Fan Ge tell you?" Chen Yuechu was surprised, "She has half as many military medals as you."

Chen Li slammed the chopsticks in his hand on the table and stared at Chen Yuechu coldly, "You are lying."

Chen Yuechu smiled and shook his head, "It's not entirely what you think. We didn't know you were taken in by Fan Ge. It was she who decided to recruit free mercenaries in the war six years ago, and half of the victory in the war was under her command. The four war zones she led, Oasis, Buffalo, Heyuan, and Pisha, all won. By the way, she also participated in recruiting Fan Ge, but Fan Ge... He only wants to show his face and hide you well. We only found you this year, and we didn't expect you to join him."

Chen Li barely suppressed his anger and disgust. He knew that Chen Yuechu could find him, and must have known everything about him in the past few years, but it was the first time he knew that Chen Que was the commander of the war zone at that time, and he felt mixed emotions.

"If we wanted to harm you, we would have done it a long time ago, right?" Chen Yuechu coaxed.

"How much does the matter of Trayastrimsa Heaven have to do with you?"

"Trayastrimsa Heaven?" Chen Yuechu was puzzled, "It's just a place where I sleep occasionally."

Chen Li almost wrote the words "nonsense" on his face, "You went to a brothel to sleep?"

"Shang Liming used to be Auntie's assistant. There is also a laboratory under Trayastrimsa Heaven that belongs to Auntie. I went there to sleep and observe by the way," Chen Yuechu spread his hands, "Please, the Disciplinary Committee doesn't investigate Fengyue now."

"So those faceless bionic people were made by her in the past?" Chen Li asked. Chen Yuechu shook his head, "No, that's what the merchant made, a defective product."

"It has the ability to imitate, can collaborate in groups, and accurately locate targets. This is a defective product?"

Chen Yuechu frowned, "What did you say?"

"I know you heard it clearly."

"Sorry, what I mean is, it's impossible, those defective products can't be moved at all, they are completely scrapped products."

Chen Li also frowned, Chen Yuechu's tone was firm and his expression was sincere, it didn't look like he was lying to him.