Chapter 32

Chen Li's car has been set to manual mode these days. The time from the base to Liuliguang and then from Liuliguang to his bar is controlled within an hour.

He rushed into the alley beside the bar and startled a pair of wild mandarin ducks.

The wild mandarin ducks had not had time to pull up their pants, but they obviously recognized him and ran out of the dark alley in shame.

He was no longer surprised by employees doing such things during working hours. He took out his mobile phone and set the light tube to Sc light, which is a simulated ultraviolet light that can be used to find marks that are invisible to the naked eye.

On the uneven walls of the dark alley, all kinds of traces that are invisible to the naked eye on weekdays are exposed under the Sc light. A large number of traces crawled all over the wall, like countless long worms twisting their bodies, making people want to vomit.

However, Chen Li turned a blind eye and carefully examined the wall, distinguishing what he wanted from the traces.

Finally, he found the single-winged butterfly in the corner, with a number "23" written next to the butterfly. This was the signal Chen Yuechu left for him. At 23:00 tonight, he was slightly relieved.

They couldn't contact each other through any communication tools, so they could only use such a troublesome method.

——Humans benefit from technology, but are also restricted by technology.

Chen Yuechu would send someone here to give him a hint with a small mark, and then come here in person within this time range for three consecutive days to try their luck. This is their daily way of communication, and it is still used today.

He had made Chen Yuechu wait here for three days. He knew that they were separated by a wall, but he refused to see him.

If it was more urgent, Chen Li guessed that he might send Shu Liu to verbally agree on the time.

There was still more than an hour before 23:00 at night. Chen Li took a deep breath and slowly calmed his breathing.

Now he only needed to see Shang Liming's son, and everything would be clear. But before that, everything was just a guess, a guess that he didn't want to believe, but could explain all the strange phenomena.

Chen Li sat on the ground against the wall. Even if this wall had just exposed itself as such a filth, he was too lazy to care.

Dirty, what could be dirtier than the hands of the mercenary? He once thought that the bloody smell on his hands could never be washed off, but after lying down for a year and a half, the bloody smell naturally dissipated.

It seems that time is the best cleanser.In the central city in late autumn, the temperature was close to zero degrees. The air was dry and cold at night, and the crowds of cholera revelers on the streets disappeared. There were several young people who were good at speaking on this street. They used to give speeches all night and criticize the lack of human rights in this world.But they said cynical words, but they were forced to go home obediently because of the cold.Chen Li rubbed his frozen hands and squeezed logical thinking out of his brain with messy wandering. He needed a short rest and relaxation. Continuous mental tension was not conducive to work.Que He's rash entry into Liuli Guang not only exposed his own purpose, but also gave Chen Li a good message-that is, as long as the smoke gun stayed honestly in the base, it would be absolutely the safest.After all, it was a secret base set up by the counter-revolutionaries, and even the intelligence and information department of the Thirteenth Bureau could not capture it.If someone finds their lair in the future, will the counter-revolutionaries jump into the river out of shame? Thinking of this, Chen Li couldn't help but want to laugh.After sitting for a while, Chen Li took out a set of scalpels from Black Soul from his pocket. There were four in total. He inserted the three larger ones into the belt at the back of his waist, held the smallest one in his hand, and found the butterfly according to his memory, slowly scraped it into powder, and scattered it with the wind.The severe pain in his brain came unexpectedly, making him whimper and hold the wall.The scalpel pierced his finger, but this slight pain was completely negligible compared to the severe headache like a storm.Chen Li's fingertips dug into the mottled part of the wall fiercely. He wanted to endure it, but the sudden pain was so overbearing that he knelt on the ground and let out a vague roar.

This kind of pain is familiar and unfamiliar, and it has not appeared for a long time. Chen Li remembered that when he first started to treat phantom pain, he was accompanied by such severe headaches. He guessed that it was his brain that was rudely fighting against the gradually healing body, forcing him not to forget.

Chen Li pressed his hand on his forehead and swallowed hard to make sure his heart did not beat excessively.The human body is a very strange thing. It heals itself not slowly, but it keeps interfering with self-healing.Chen Li put his head against the wall and pressed his pounding heart with one hand. He tried his best to stabilize his breathing. He knew he could hold on. He had held on countless times...Severe pain, phantom pain, and hallucinations were not the worst things he had experienced. Only once did he collapse in front of them, because he was afraid for the first time.Fear of endless pain, fear of heart beating to burst, fear of hallucinations coming true.Fear of this emotion was originally used to protect his own safety, but because of fear, his blood sugar dropped sharply, causing his fragmented body to fail almost instantly.There was no sign when he came, and there was no sound when he left. He took a few deep breaths of cold air, and his headache began to ease from a certain moment, and his chaotic vision gradually recovered.He knelt on the ground weakly, and his inner clothes were soaked with cold sweat. The cold liquid flowed from his forehead into the collar. He reached out and wiped it. It was cold and sticky, like blood.The dim night made his color vision weaker. He smelled a faint smell of blood and guessed that he had just hit his forehead.Just when he felt his strength gradually recovering, a car stopped at the entrance of the dark alley. He stood up with the help of the wall, took out a ball of gauze from his pocket, wiped the blood on his face, and got into the car.After seeing the person in the car clearly, Chen Li was stunned.It was a middle-aged woman with silver hair and military uniforms - different from the silver hair brought by the smoker's genes.He undoubtedly knew this person. She is the sister of that woman, one of the thirteen generals of the Shan country, her name is Chen Que.She is only about fifty years old, but her hair is completely white. In Chen Li's memory, she is a gentle and elegant woman. When she was in her forties, she still had long black and thick hair."Xiao Ye, how are you injured?" The voice and tone of the middle-aged woman are similar to those in his memory, making him feel familiar and unfamiliar. At this time, Chen Que frowned slightly and looked at him with a worried expression.After all, she is an elder in the past, and under Chen Yuechu's repeated lobbying, Chen Li could not say those harsh words before, but the grudges and estrangements have long been rooted and cannot be eliminated by a few words, so in the face of this concern, he just shook his head lightly and said nothing."Yuechu sent me home. He said he would come to see you, so I came to see you." Chen Que was in a high position. Although his tone was gentle, he was also majestic. "It's been a long time since we last met, Xiao Ye, I miss you very much."Chen Li was silent and sat quietly with his head bowed.

"I won't interfere in your affairs, nor will I force you to make a decision, Xiaoye. I promised to take good care of you... Auntie doesn't want to break her promise." The middle-aged woman was not annoyed by his attitude and continued to speak.

Chen Li raised his head and turned his head to Chen Que, saying in a light tone, "You have a higher credibility than Chen Yuechu, after all, you are a general."

The middle-aged woman smiled gently, "Of course I am more reliable than that brat."Chen Li looked directly into Chen Que's jade-like eyes, his voice was calm and a little tired, "What do you want to see me for?""I said, I just came to see you," the middle-aged woman whispered with the firmness and unquestionableness of a soldier, "Your mother and my sister have passed away, but I am still your aunt and your relative.""Please do as you please.""Xiao Ye, I know you hate Chen Ming and me, but the dead are gone, so there is no need to hate her sins, okay?" Chen Que tucked his long hair behind his ears, accidentally revealing the silver ring on his earlobe, which had a circle of complex patterns.

Chen Li chuckled, "I have lived for 26 years, and there is not a day that I don't ask myself why I am her son."

"Children cannot choose their parents. This is the incompleteness of heaven." Chen Que took out an ointment from the side of the car seat and handed it to Chen Li. "Sister is indeed a hot-tempered person. She is a genius. Geniuses are always not good at interpersonal relationships. She is indeed a little too much for you, but..."Chen Li interrupted the female general's words, "These past things are no longer meaningful to me. I can only see the present and the future."Chen Que's body shook slightly, but then she calmed down again and stretched out her hand holding the ointment again. To Chen Li, she whispered, "Xiao Ye, I understand your vigilance. We can take it slow, no matter how long it takes."Chen Li waved his hand to reject Chen Que's ointment. His forehead was bloody and his face was still pale, but his eyes were very firm. He said very clearly, "Is your purpose to protect me, or to use me to stabilize your position in the Chen family?"Chen Que's face did not change at all, and his tone was the same as before, "We want to protect you and the only bloodline left by Chen Ming. This is not only my sister's last wish, but also my will.""So, Chen Ming's genes and Chen Ming's bloodline are the most important, right?" Chen Li smiled."Xiao Ye, I said this because I don't want to deceive you.""I'm not as smart as her, not a genius, not even righteous, and my identity is a dead person. You won't get equal returns for protecting me." Chen Li stuffed the gauze in his hand back into his pocket and glanced at Chen Yuechu who was sitting in the front row.

Since Chen Li got on the car, Chen Yuechu has not said a word, and even his breathing has been slowed down, as if he is deliberately reducing his presence.

"We protect you only because you are Chen Ye.""Even she knows that I am a waste, why do you do this? I have no advantages except that I am tough, and I can't die. Even my gender is the fucking dominated end. Protect me? Don't you know what she said?"After these words came out, it was difficult to suppress his pain. Chen Li's speech speed became faster and faster, tearing open his old wounds with blood, which was so refreshing."Sister often says some unpleasant things, don't take it to heart." Chen Que tried to comfort him."She told me... If I let someone protect me, I would die!" Chen Li's panting became heavier, and the air turned into hoarse airflow in his swollen throat, "I listened to her and never hid behind anyone in the past 26 years. Now you keep saying "protect", which makes me sick!"Chen Que was speechless for a moment.

Facing Chen Que, Chen Li suddenly couldn't suppress his emotions anymore. He raised his hand to cover his eyes and took a deep breath. "I remember the last time I saw her, I came back with the first place in the legion. It was the best report card in 952 in 30 years. She was not happy at all. She asked me why I could only go to 952. Ha, yes, why the fuck!"

Chen Que wanted to hug Chen Li to comfort him, but she held back. The car had been parked in front of her mansion for a long time, and a layer of fine frost formed on the car window.Finally, she reached out and held Chen Li's hand. It was a pair of cold, thin, and scarred hands.She remembered the last time she saw Chen Li many years ago, which was probably the same day as Chen Li said. That day, his head and face were covered with blood, and he didn't bandage.She had no right to blame Chen Ming's education. She knew that she was not a good mother either.

Finally, Chen Que reached out and patted Chen Yuechu's shoulder. Chen Yuechu understood and opened the car door. A gust of cold night wind rushed into the car, blowing Chen Que's silver-white hair.

She turned her head to look at Chen Li. Chen Li tightened his mouth and said nothing. The female general sighed almost inaudibly and said softly, "Xiao Ye, Auntie will go home first. Yuechu will help you with anything."Chen Li did not respond. Chen Que shook his hand again and leaned out of the car.Her back was upright and steady, and her white hair was blown by the night wind, which was slightly stained with a bit of desolation.