Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

Big bunches of keys jingled in the hands of the middle-aged man. Lu Mingfei followed him through the long corridor. On one side of the corridor were heavily oxidized iron window frames and layers of decaying Looking out through the cracks in the newspaper windowpane, one could only see endless grass.

You can reach the staff dormitory of Huanya Group through the gray-white three-story building. No one lived here many years ago, and even wild cats don't hang around here. It looks extremely deserted.

"Speaking of which, when Lao Chu first came to work at Media Asia Group, I drove to the station to pick him up." The middle-aged man surnamed Liu said, "It was the weekend and it was raining lightly in the evening. Lao Chu came here At that time, he was carrying a large silver suitcase, wearing a high-end suit and a bow tie that he had purchased when he worked at the tax bureau. He really wanted to be as showy as possible. With his appearance, it’s no wonder that he could marry such a beautiful woman. Beautiful dancer wife.”

The corridor is still relatively clean, with no debris accumulated, but occasionally one or two dusty shoes can be seen sinking in the dried water and mud, with only half of them exposed. A centipede emerged from it.

"Do you still know Aunt Su?" Lu Mingfei chatted with each other.

"We know each other, why don't we know each other? The Silk Road Flower Rain back then was really a turmoil in the city. I heard that the heirs of several large groups wanted to marry Fangze and the little girl named Su Xiaoyan. I didn't expect to marry him. Chu lied." The middle-aged man said.

At the end of the corridor were stairs going up and down, and Lu Mingfei subconsciously had to lift his feet.

"Down below." The middle-aged man stopped him.

"Down below?" Lu Mingfei looked at the stairs going down in confusion, "In the industrial parks of that era, even the one or two underground floors of the dormitory building should have been raw material warehouses and the like, right?"

"Yes, the air-conditioning machine room. The air-conditioning machine rooms in this workshop are all placed down here. There is also a part of the area used as a temporary warehouse. The lubricating oil and copper materials bought from outside are sometimes put there if they cannot be piled up. It’s down there, so the smell isn’t very good,” the middle-aged man said, “Because it’s underground, there are only a few small windows to look outside. It’s like being in a prison. When the factory is running, the air conditioner is running at full power and the noise is scary. There is also a smell of kerosene, and we are reluctant to go down, but Lao Chu seems to be a new-minded guy, but he can endure hardships, and he has lived in this place for several years. "

"Have you never thought about moving to the dormitory above?" Lu Mingfei didn't care whether it was dirty or not, so he used his mobile phone to light up the light source and went downstairs.

"We have told him several times, and the boss also said that he would rent a house for him outside without any payment from him, and it would be taken out of the public account. But Lao Chu said that he would save some money for his son to be his wife, but every time Ask the boss to increase the salary and put the money for renting the house in the salary card. "

Lu Mingfei frowned and went down to the second underground floor. It was so quiet that it seemed like it was isolated from the whole world. The air was filled with the smell of dry dust. Even the kerosene had naturally evaporated over the years, and the air-conditioning compressor had been shut down for a long time. After running it again, there were still large bearings and mold pressure heads that had been removed and repaired in the corner.

It was unimaginable that that man had lived in obscurity in a place like this for so many years.

Chu Tianjiao's bloodline is S-level, which is the same as Ange's. However, when he enrolled, he was hidden by the academy like most high-risk word spirit owners. He declared his bloodline to be A, but his treatment and authority were not reduced.

Even ordinary C-level hybrids can thrive in human society. If you step into Wall Street, you can become the emerging Wolf of Wall Street. Using capital as a weapon, you can stir up whirlpool in the financial field. If you set foot in Silicon Valley, you can become the chip industry or A super master in the IT industry can easily get an offer with an annual salary of one million. An S-class hybrid like Chu Tianjiao should be a hero who enjoys life all over the world and only picks up a sword to slay demons when the evil dragon comes out of its nest. How could you be willing to bury your youth in a place like this?

What kind of tasks require anonymity? What kind of task would even make that powerful man who is equivalent to the youthful Hilbert Jean Ange to some extent unable to even take care of his own wife and children? With Chu Tianjiao's ability, he can easily build a huge business empire in this city even from scratch, right? He could have disguised himself as a businessman, a politician, or a successful person who had returned from studying abroad, but he just confirmed his identity as a driver and worked his way from the tax bureau to Media Asia Group.

"I remember you said that Uncle Chu used to work at the tax bureau?" Lu Mingfei was moved.

"Yes, I also drive for the boss. It's leisurely and clean. The salary is low, but the benefits are good." The middle-aged man sighed.

Lu Mingfei walked with his head lowered. The building was so quiet that it seemed like only their footsteps could be heard.

"About when did he come to work at Media Asia Group?" he asked after a few seconds.

"Is it 2003 or 2004? It's been so many years, I really can't remember."

The city's taxation bureau discovered a major case in 2003, which resulted in the resignation of many leaders and implicated many department members and section chiefs below. Uncle Lu Gucheng left the taxation department around 2004. I went to work outside the bureau. In the first two years after I came out, my uncle also worked in the south of the city, doing fruit wholesale, specializing in the Nanshan Industrial Park business.

Later, in 2006, my uncle realized that he really couldn't make a lot of money wholesale of fruits, so he went to sea and opened a foot bath city. Unexpectedly, he got out of control and broke into a huge world in just three years.

"Here we go, this is the room." The middle-aged man's voice interrupted Lu Mingfei's thoughts. They stopped in front of a door wrapped in iron. They inserted the key into the keyhole and tried it for a long time before finally opening the door. The lock cylinder must be rusty.

"You said Chu Zihang has been here before?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"Yes, I also tidied up the room a little, otherwise it would have been a mess before and you wouldn't be able to get rid of it." The middle-aged man nodded, "Lao Chu didn't leave anything meaningful, so the child took it with him. Take away the sheath of the craft."

It turns out that this is how Murasame's scabbard came from...

There was a vague suspicion lingering in his heart that he didn't want to admit. Lu Mingfei frowned and stood at the door looking inside. At this time, a still very bright incandescent lamp crackled softly between the wall and the ceiling directly above the door frame. Between the horns was lit.

"Lao Chu really doesn't have many personal belongings. His son came to collect some more. I guess it's hard for you, Manager Zhang, to find anything meaningful to take back." The middle-aged man sighed, "How nice. People, how could they be gone?”

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment before he realized that Manager Zhang was talking about himself. He doesn't call Lu Mingfei now Zhang Facai, Her Royal Highness doesn't call Ling Jiang Ling, and Hui Liyi is Zhang Facai's younger sister. The aesthetic taste of the parents who came up with this name should be a country name like Zhang Cuihua.

He was a little helpless to complain, so he could only hold his forehead and say: "Can you let me take a look inside..."

"Of course, I'll wait for you on the other side of the stairs smoking a cigarette. Smoking was not allowed down here before. Who knows if there is any risk of explosion now..." The middle-aged man also looked relieved.

The door was closed behind Lu Mingfei, but he suddenly felt that the capillaries all over his body were shrinking. The moment the door closed, it was as if winter was coming, and a sense of crisis was overwhelming like a ray of light on his back. filled this space.

Silently, Lu Mingfei activated the keel state. His five senses were strengthened to the limit of a hybrid when he was once violently activated. All sounds in this building and even near this building were heard.

There was no sound of rain or thunder, only the wind and the bang of rusty iron doors hitting each other could be heard.

He breathed a sigh of relief. This city may be the foundation that Odin used to build the Nibelungs, but even here to connect the Nibelungs with reality, a medium is needed. Water is from the land of the dead to the living. The most suitable gate to the kingdom.

The absence of rain means that God is not coming with the Nibelungs in his arms.

Could it be a beheader who can put himself into a stealth state? Similar words and spirits are not uncommon, ghosts, time zero and Mingzhao can do it.

If it is really the decapitator, it means that the academy has obtained their movement trajectory and has locked the city. Lu Mingfei's next actions will add many unnecessary obstacles.

It's hard to say which situation is worse, facing the secret party or facing Odin, but now things have finally gained some clarity, and Lu Mingfei has no intention of retreating from here.

He walked cautiously in the closed room that was only covered with a layer of cement. The lust in his sleeves could slip into his hands at any time, and he carefully looked at the surrounding environment.

Surprisingly, the room was quite tidy. Apart from the faint smell of dust, the air was actually fresher than the passage outside.

A double bed is placed on the wall opposite the door, with a thick layer of dust on the off-white coverlet. A second-hand mahogany wardrobe with peeling paint stands in a corner of the room, one of its corners has been broken. It is padded by two bricks, making one side taller and the other shorter. In the corner on the other side is an old-fashioned double-door refrigerator. The trademark of Haier Brothers can be vaguely seen on the refrigerator. In addition, there are densely packed sticky notes on it. One after another, they look like fallen leaves blowing on top.

There are very few things and they are not messy. There is not even any unnecessary garbage such as instant noodle buckets or cigarette boxes. The quilt is neatly folded in the corner of the double bed, and the pillows with the pillow covers removed are placed on top of the quilt. .

Lu Mingfei circled the bed.

When he walked into this room, he felt something was wrong. Although the place was tidy, it was too tidy and it didn't look like it was inhabited.

Although Chu Zihang had visited here before, the senior brother probably wouldn't mess with the layout of the room due to his strictness. He might even have specifically asked the office director not to touch the things inside.

Chu Zihang is the kind of person who holds his breath.

What he can't do now will be left to be completed later. The truth that he can't find out now must be clear even if it takes five or ten years.

He used to think that his father was an irresponsible guy. He married his mother and gave birth to himself, but he had no ambition, didn't save much money, and left his wife and children to others. But later that night when he met Odin by chance on the elevated road, Chu Tianjiao completely overturned his image in Chu Zihang's mind.

After that night, the image of his father became taller and majestic in Chu Zihang's eyes, and a certain mysterious aura enveloped Chu Tianjiao and what he did.

Maybe this man carries a long knife with him every day and waits for death, so maybe he will leave some clues in this room, but Chu Zihang couldn't find them at the time. Based on this speculation, Chu Zihang will definitely not destroy the layout of this room.

Lu Mingfei sat down on the double bed that once belonged to Chu Tianjiao. His fingers slowly touched every corner of the mattress, as if he wanted to know the size and height of the man who once lay on it.

A mattress that appears in such a place is obviously not a high-quality product. If a person lies on it for many years, the springs will inevitably wear out. From this, it is easy to judge how heavy and tall the person who lies here is.

But just a few seconds later, Lu Mingfei's face immediately became gloomy.

Logically speaking. Everyone has their own habits when sleeping, either lying on their side or lying flat, and there is also a habit of sleeping in a certain area of ​​the bed. In this way, there should be a dent on this inexpensive mattress.

But it is almost the same as when it was first bought. Only at the edge of both sides of the mattress, Lu Mingfei felt a slight dent, which did not look like someone lying there, but like a mark left by a finger pressing hard.

He stood up slowly and stared at the double bed from a high position.

No wonder he felt that this room did not look like it had been lived in as soon as he walked into it. Even the most rigorous people should not leave any garbage behind.

This is basically an empty room.

Chu Tianjiao may have been here, but he never lived here.

The clue seemed to be interrupted here. Lu Mingfei sighed and turned to open the door to leave, but when his hand was on the door handle, his whole body suddenly shook violently.

Wait, there seemed to be some details that he had overlooked.

It was indeed too clean here. There was not even a grain of mouse feces, nor any traces left by bats. But in the same building, any other room would have evidence of rats after leaving human habitation.

Something made them dare not approach here.

Dragon blood, any creature on earth is afraid of dragon blood, just like goats are afraid of tigers.

Lu Mingfei locked the door from the inside, then returned to the double bed and pressed his hands on the traces on the mattress he had just found.

With a little force, this simple bed with a steel support structure was lifted up.

Below was a cement floor that was no different from the surrounding area.

But Lu Mingfei showed a smile on his face.

Lust slipped into his palm, and then he knocked the floor tile with the handle of the knife.

There was a hollow sound under the cement floor.

It was indeed empty.

There is a secret room under here.

"If I were you, I wouldn't break in. That guy left a lot of traps in his little nest." A girl's voice sounded behind him.

The next moment, a cold light hit his face, and Lu Mingfei grabbed a button and pulled it off to extinguish the incandescent lamp. Then the cloth wrapped with lust fell to the ground, and the short arc knife made a sharp hissing in the narrow space.

"Please spare my life!" The girl lowered her voice and retreated quickly.

"Who are you?"

"I'm your senior sister!"

In the dark, Lu Mingfei's pupils were as erratic as ghost fire, but he just couldn't touch the guy who suddenly appeared behind him.

"Bullshit! My senior sister is not as sneaky as you!" He shouted, "Get out!"

The power of the king of the earth and the mountain was activated, and the cement floor undulated like waves, immediately shaking out the girl hiding in the shadow.

Lu Mingfei grabbed her neck and used the blade that reflected pupil light to illuminate the girl's cheek.

He saw who was coming at a glance, shuddered, and loosened his fingers as if he had been electrocuted.

"Senior? Are you a human or a ghost?!" Lu Mingfei was stunned. (End of this chapter)