The Turbulent Eve of Power Transition

"Midnight, would you like some water?" Mo sat beside Midnight and asked softly.

Midnight merely turned his head away silently.

"Doctor, lunch has been delivered." A slender nurse pushed in a cart with medicine and sumptuous meals.

"Just leave it there." Without taking his eyes off the screen, Midnight tapped the keyboard rapidly.

"Then I'll place it on the table to your right. I'll be leaving now. Please enjoy your meal. Call me when you want it cleared away."

"Alright." Midnight responded and continued typing.

"Ugh..." Midnight stretched his body with a big yawn and rubbed his shoulders.

No wonder he was so busy. Just designing the traffic police manpower dispatch was enough to keep him occupied. However, to be honest, such troublesome matters really should involve some experts for assistance. It's his turn to rack his brains here with no one to turn to...

Alas, all in all, he's really a suspicious man.

Time to eat. If he doesn't eat now, he'll starve. Midnight grabbed his chopsticks and started to eat heartily.

"Midnight? My dear little Midnight?"

Goodness. Midnight almost choked on a mouthful of rice.

Well, it's not that she's his mother, but recently she really seems to have become like his mother.

He just showed her a bit of kindness, and she clung to him. He should have kicked her away from the start.

"What? Eating lunch so late? You're too crazy about playing on the computer, Midnight." Bihua plopped down on Midnight's bed.

Yesterday he ignored everyone, but when he saw Bihua, he couldn't help but cry in her arms. And that's how the trouble started.

"There, there... Did those two big brothers bully you? Come, tell big sister where Midnight is angry. Big sister will scold them for you." Bihua coaxed.

If I could really tell, why would I be so sad now that I'm hurting inside.

However, fortunately, there's something to do now... Although it's all trivial matters, but only by working can he stop himself from recalling their affairs...

"There, there, Midnight, don't cry... Tell big sister if there's any grievance." Bihua looked at Midnight wiping his tears again and couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness in her heart.

"I don't want to see them..." Perhaps because he's always playing the role of a child, his tear glands seem to be getting more and more sensitive.

"What happened? You ask me, but who should I ask?" Mo smiled bitterly at Bihua helplessly.

"You and Big Brother Ye were the only ones there that day. If I don't ask you two, who should I ask... Otherwise, tell me, you wouldn't have done something that children shouldn't see, right? So you scared him?" Bihua asked mysteriously.

"!..." Bihua! What are you thinking!"Mo blushed all over his face in embarrassment."Even if it's... even if it's with Chen, I would never do such a thing when a child is around!"

"Ugh... It's hard to say. You wouldn't, but Chen might." Bihua hinted.

However, not catching Bihua's hint, Mo just blushed. He remembered, in the bushes of the children's park...

"... Did Ye Rufeng really do it?" Misinterpreting Mo's expression, Bihua exclaimed.

"... No!" Mo quickly waved his hands. "Bihua! Stop thinking about that all the time, okay!"

"Then what should I think? The atmosphere on the birthday night was so good, and now Midnight is yelling that he doesn't want to see you two. Anyone would think that."

"Only you would think that." Mo glared at Bihua.

"Who thinks what?" Ye Rufeng, carrying his coat, seemed to have just rushed over from the company. He ran in front of the two, sweating profusely and asked.

Hmph, still say. Both of their lips were broken. Even if it was just a kiss, for this little kid with an unclear brother - or father - complex, it was a huge deal. And you really had the nerve to do it without clearing the place first.

"I'm going to feed Midnight some pears. You two continue to be affectionate here." Bihua left the salon feeling a bit sour.

Really, although she was the one fanning the flames beside them, yet seeing that they had found their partners, she still felt a bit uncomfortable in her heart.

Three - person relationship... Well, four - person relationship. Now only she and Midnight are left. Sigh, how many more years until he grows up. She doesn't mind raising him, but she doesn't know if he minds her losing all her teeth.

Twelve hours countdown to the administrative power transition of the Light Industry City District.

Midnight finished modifying the traffic manpower deployment plan, pressed the upload button, and the transfer was completed.

Looking at the screen, Midnight's eyes widened, and then he cheered loudly. Falling back on the hospital bed, Midnight pounded the bed and screamed.

Ten hours countdown to the administrative power transition of the Light Industry City District.

"Doctor, is there anything you haven't taken?"

In the bulletproof car, the accompanying staff asked Ye Rufeng.

Ye Rufeng just slightly shook his head. To be honest, what's missing is Shen Moxin.

He still refuses to come with him.

However, at least he managed to persuade him to be sent to the shelter for kind residents.

That he obediently complied was really thanks to this child, Midnight.

Ye Rufeng sighed.

For him, little Mo was even willing to leave that house. The house that had locked him up for three years.

Then, is it possible that because of this child, he can also step out of Chen's shadow?

A shadow that has haunted him for three years.

... However... this child Midnight is really mysterious enough...

If it weren't for his young age, just looking at the way he stared at him at that time, he really thought... he really thought he was Chen.

If Chen knew about their affairs, he would definitely react like this... Yes, he knew that Midnight might be angry because he heard his proposal.

Chen... Speaking of which, he really looks like Chen, just like Chen when he was a child. Well, maybe not as smart, but they look exactly the same... He still remembers that when they first met, he thought he was a girl. In astonishment, he proposed to him inexplicably, and as a result, his front tooth was knocked out by his fist. However, thus a lifelong friendship was forged... At that time, he was eleven years old, and Chen was probably only six... No wonder he was called a pervert by him...

Yes, why does he look so much like Chen? Ye Rufeng was so startled that he almost hit the car roof.

"Doctor? What's wrong?" The accompanying staff asked.

"... No, it's nothing..." Ye Rufeng said feebly. What's wrong with him? He's so suspicious... Alas, he's almost more suspicious than Chen.

Nine hours countdown to the administrative power transition of the Light Industry City District.

"Brother Ye took you to the shelter? Oh, that's great. I was still worried about how to persuade you..."

"Doctor! Come quickly!" From afar, two young lads shouted.

"Okay, okay. I'll call you later. What? Even the base stations need to be changed? It's just being taken over by the central government, not changing the country! What on earth are they up to!" Bihua cursed angrily.

"Doctor! We're going downstairs!"

"Shout, shout, what are you shouting for! I'm just waiting here for him! See if there are inter - continental missiles or something. The 20th floor isn't safe either!"

"... Alright, alright. I'm going to the shelter. You're right. My eggs are precious. Hehe, if they hatch early, it would be really timely. Inter - continental missile war against the fire - breathing dragon, haha."

"... Oh my god, I forgot... I'm so busy! Just watching them move things made me dizzy! No, I didn't bring Midnight here! Oh my god! What should I do!" Bihua shouted.

"Doctor!"

"Shut up!" Bihua turned around and shouted.

"Alright, I'll go pick him up now... No! Little Mo! You can't go!"

"Doctor!"

Bihua looked at the phone in her hand and broke out in a cold sweat.

"No, I can't let Little Mo go pick him up alone..."

Eight hours countdown to the administrative power transition of the Light Industry City District.

"Really, such a big commotion." Pulling open the curtain and looking at the guards standing guard with live ammunition on the ground, Midnight slightly frowned.

"Doctor, please go downstairs to the basement." A guard with a gun on his back said.

"... I hate basements. There's no sunlight there." Midnight muttered.

"... It's an expedient measure. Please follow us."

"... Wait a minute. Give me my computer."

"Doctor?"

"There are still eight hours. Don't be so overly nervous, okay?" Midnight glared at them.

"... Sorry, we're really very nervous." The captain felt a bit embarrassed.

"Really, it's not the first city." Midnight muttered.

Seven hours countdown to the administrative power transition of the Light Industry City District.

"These are..." Looking at hundreds of young people getting off the trucks in an orderly manner, several fully - armed policemen guarding the city center building rubbed their eyes.

"We're sent by the central government. We'll be on duty to maintain law and order after today."

After all, they're all policemen.

"Okay... You... Where's your captain? I want to talk to him." The police captain asked.

"Our captain... Well, we don't have a captain now. Just a spokesman." The young man pointed to himself.

"Then, when will you have one?"

"Um, after twelve o'clock."

Six hours countdown to the administrative power transition of the Light Industry City District.

It was already dark. Walking on the road, Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead.

For some reason, the guards at the shelter just wouldn't let him leave.

He was forced to use judo that he hadn't used for a long time, and almost sprained his waist.

However, on the roads leading to other city districts on the ground, there were full of cars leaving the city. People who didn't want to stay in this city district anymore, the central government didn't really want to keep them. But how could he call a taxi like this.

During the power handover, it's a dark period for law and order and traffic. The sporadic gunshots and the sound of glass breaking made Mo inevitably think of scenes as strange as in the movies.

He never thought it would really happen around him. Mo passed by the traffic department. The people in the five trucks were still sitting in the vehicles, fanning themselves with their helmets.

Actually, they don't seem as heartless as rumored. These people from the central government also have hearts of flesh. They also feel hot.

Mo passed by the administrative center. It was still a two - hour walk to the central hospital.

Five hours countdown to the administrative power transition of the Light Industry City District.

"He left? Say it again?" Midnight roared at a guard.

"Sorry, Doctor. He suddenly grabbed my collar, and I... was thrown out." The guard lowered his head.

Mo runs very fast, and they were not allowed to shoot. Besides staring blankly, what else could they do?

Midnight knew that too, but he could only stamp his feet.

During the curfew, the Light Industry City District is strict about entry but not about exit. However, Just so happens someone broke in.

Under severe interrogation, they only knew that they were looking for someone.

And this made Midnight extremely suspicious.

Before coming, he went to Mo's place to take a look. The door lock was pried open, and it was in a complete mess inside.

Damn it. They're so good at monitoring me, but when it comes to Mo, he managed to run away in a flash.

Actually, this is too harsh a criticism. In this chaotic period, everyone is too busy to take care of others.

That's why there's Plan C.

In the helicopter, Midnight looked at the streets that seemed like a world war and the shopping street with blaring police sirens. The exhausted policemen and the firemen putting out fires everywhere looked like a bunch of headless flies from a high place.

Four hours countdown to the administrative power transition of the Light Industry City District.

Mo was in trouble. He raised his hands as three young lads pointed guns at his chest.

"Hand over the money."

Mo took out his wallet.

There were only a few small bills inside. The central government provided accounts for the citizens for their safety, and they could only withdraw money with fingerprint and iris authentication tomorrow.

"Tsk." One of the lads took out the money and stuffed it into his pocket. By the way, he threw the wallet into the burning forest.

Mo's face changed.

"No!" He quickly jumped out.

Then several gunshots rang out in the forest.

"You idiot! How could you shoot! What if we're caught!"

"I thought he was going to grab the money back..."

"Run quickly!"

Opening his eyes, Mo, with a bullet - wounded left leg, struggled to crawl out of the pool of blood.

Crawling into the forest, in the dim moonlight, his burned - black wallet was lying quietly in the ashes.

Dragging a trail of blood, he stretched out his hand and took the wallet back. Trembling, he opened it. The originally neatly - folded light - blue letter paper inside was burned to ashes.

With a gust of night wind, it scattered in the forest.

A hoarse moan sounded in his throat. Mo tightly clutched the wallet and cried silently.

Three hours countdown to the administrative power transition of the Light Industry City District.