2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

The golden door in the distance was closed tightly, and the sound of sometimes melodious and sometimes sad music came from inside. The cello, violin and piano echo each other, and the beautiful music intertwined can make even the streetwalkers squatting dozens of meters away eating grilled sausages feel intoxicated.

"You're so damn rich." Yan Muyun mumbled while chewing grilled sausage.

Since Wei Jun's size attracted too much attention, he and Yan Long were responsible for the sneak tracking after getting off the car.

After seeing Li Qingke and Su Tianyu walking into the concert hall arm in arm, Yan Muyun immediately went to the nearby staff to ask if there were any unsold tickets.

As a result, the other party had a very polite smile on his face: "I'm sorry, sir, this place is booked tonight."

The concert hall, which can accommodate more than 3,000 people, and the symphony orchestra with nearly a hundred members, can only play for two people tonight.

The sound of extremely clear music came from the headset. As soon as Yan Muyun, who was squatting on the curb, closed his eyes, he would have the illusion that he was sitting in a magnificent hall wearing a tuxedo, smiling and sipping red wine. However, as soon as he opened his eyes, he found that there was still half a sausage in his hand.

"This concert is wonderful, but it's too long. Aren't you hungry before Dr. Li has had dinner?" He stood up and moved his aching waist and legs.

It's now past nine o'clock in the evening, and he has been squatting for more than two hours.

Yan Taki next to him pursed his lips: "There are meals and fruit plates provided inside, so it's no problem to fill your stomach."

Yan Muyun stretched out a lot: "If I want to date a girl, I must have a big meal first, otherwise I won't have the energy to do anything when I'm hungry."

"Have you ever had a girlfriend?" Yan Long glanced sideways at him.

"Don't underestimate your uncle, I've also been in love once, so I've said it before." Yan Muyun raised a finger.

Wei Jun's voice came from the headset: "Can you two be more serious?"

"It's okay, Captain Wei. If something goes wrong, I guarantee that I can rush in within ten seconds. No matter what kind of monsters or ghosts there are, they will be blocked by my silver guard." Yan Muyun was confident.

He has already drank his fourth can of energy drink, and his mental state has been highly tense for a long time. It is inevitable that he will become a little nervous.

"It's almost over." Yan Long said calmly.

The music in the headset entered its final stage, and then two people applauded.

Ten minutes later, the sapphire blue floating vehicle across the road slowly rose and headed to the other direction of the street.

Twenty seconds later, the pure white floating car drove over, and the two of them got on the car quickly.

...

In the top-floor restaurant of Hualong Hotel, dim light flows from the crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. The night view of the city outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is magnificent. The sound of piano coming from nowhere makes the atmosphere even more charming.

"Are you satisfied with my arrangements tonight?" Su Tianyu looked at the dazzlingly beautiful woman in front of him with a smile. For some reason, he always felt that her eyes were particularly charming tonight.

"Not bad." Li Qingke said softly, then turned to look at the dark surroundings, pursed his lips and smiled: "It's just that we don't have to have such a big battle in the future. There are only two of us in such a big restaurant, which makes me a little scared."

"Afraid? Are you afraid of me?" Su Tianyu stretched out a hand and gently placed it on the back of the woman's hand.

"What if I say yes?" Li Qingke's eyes curved into a pair of crescent moons, and the tenderness contained in them was more intoxicating than the 2028 Romanee-Conti placed next to him.

This year was specially chosen by Su Tianyu, who is the same age as Li Qingke.

The ambiguous atmosphere had brewed to its maximum, and Su Tianyu looked at the woman opposite him with deep affection. At this moment, he was extremely convinced that he could win her over tonight, and he slowly said: "Qingke, I... ..”

"I want to go to the bathroom." Li Qingke pulled her hand back, her eyes a little innocent: "It's so dark here, what should I do if I don't dare to go?"

With the words of confession stuck in his throat, Su Tianyu opened his mouth and his expression became a little unnatural.

But he quickly reacted, clapped his hands gracefully, and the crystal lamps in the restaurant lit up one by one, extending from the table to the distant corridor, projecting a dim path.

"Wow." Even Li Qingke opened his eyes slightly, seeming to be a little amazed at this scene.

"Just go along here." Su Tianyu smiled gently.

...

In the corridor at the corner of the corridor outside the restaurant door, three figures were standing against the wall or simply sitting on the stairs. The atmosphere was quiet and strange.

"Pfft, I'm going to the bathroom at this juncture. Now I'm basically sure that Dr. Li doesn't like this guy." Yan Muyun smiled and gloated.

Yan Long and Wei Jun looked at him with helpless expressions. Now that it was getting closer and closer to the time when Li Qingke might be in danger, both of them were extremely nervous. This guy was the only one who could joke heartlessly.

I have to say that having a good sleep is still very important.

Among them, Wei Jun's face was particularly ugly. He seemed not only worried about Li Qingke's safety, but also worried about other things.

Time passed slowly, and a few minutes later, movement came from the headset again.

"Sister Qing is back in her seat." Yan Long said softly.

Sure enough, the conversation between the two soon started again.

After a few useless chats, Li Qingke suddenly said: "Look at what this is?"

"Well, what's wrong?" Su Tianyu's questioning voice came from the headset.

At this moment, the upper right corner of Yan Muyun's smart glasses prompted that a new message had been received.

Zhang Xixue: {Your guess is right, let’s take a look at this. }

Attached is a video of only a few seconds.

Yan Muyun raised his fingers and was about to open the video when Su Tianyu's angry voice suddenly came from the headset: "Give me your phone!"

"What do you want to do? Don't come over!" This was followed by Li Qingke's scream.

The sudden turn of events shocked the three of them. Without any hesitation, Wei Jun turned around, opened the heavy fire door and ran out, followed closely by Yan Muyun and Yan Long.

The heavy solid wood carved door of the restaurant was closed tightly. The waiter saw three people coming menacingly at the end of the corridor. One of the waiters hesitated and blocked the door and said: "I'm sorry, everyone, the restaurant is booked tonight and no one else is allowed." ..."

The waiter hadn't finished what he said. In the reflection of his dilated pupils due to fear, the strong man like an iron tower walking in the front had a murderous look on his face. His right arm muscles, which were already as thick as his own thighs, suddenly swelled and then quickly covered him. A layer of gray rock armor.

The opponent is an awakened person, and he seems to be a very powerful awakened person.

"Get away!" the strong man roared.

The waiter barely hesitated and crawled to the side.

"boom!"

With a deafening muffled sound, the heavy wooden door weighing nearly a ton was punched open. Broken door panels and large pieces of wood flew, smashing countless high-end tables and chairs inside as well as crystal lamps hanging from the ceiling.

After Wei Jun rushed in, he planned to shout "Stop!", but when he saw the scene clearly, he opened his mouth but made no sound.

Yan Muyun and Yan Long rushed in after him, but then they were both stunned.

In the center of the restaurant, which is the only light source, Li Qingke, wearing a red dress, stands on the right side of the dining table, holding a glass of red wine in her left hand, and tightly holding a knife with an exquisite handle that can be called a work of art in her right hand. Her pale face and arms are covered with It's blood.

In front of her, Su Tianyu was lying on the table with his life and death unknown.

Blood dripped on the floor, mixed with the Romanée-Conti wine that had been smashed, exuding an intoxicating smell of blood.

Yan Muyun moved his fingers subconsciously, and the video in his glasses was turned on. Inside was a surveillance video of the ward.

The monitoring time in the upper left corner shows that it was 3 a.m. on June 11. Dai Senwu stood in front of the hospital bed, with tears streaming down his face. With trembling hands, he pressed the pillow firmly against the face of the old man lying on the hospital bed.