"That's right, it's my business. Because my family's income is too low, I reported it to the poor family, and police often come to send warmth."

The portrait father was stunned when he heard the movement, and then he thought of something and explained.

The portrait was a little speechless. It was too unusual for these people to come so quickly.

Well, the portrait pulled Ziran into the room. He didn't want to cause trouble. He hoped that these people were really just here to visit his father.

"Old man, why did you wait for so long to open the door? Is there something wrong?"

When the portrait father opened the door, a detective holding a gift looked inside, with some confusion in his eyes.

"Sorry, I was using the bathroom just now and didn't hear any movement."

The portrait father quickly explained with a smile.

"Oh, that's it, eh? Why are there three pairs of bowls and chopsticks on the table? Why, is there anyone else at home?"

"Oh, they just went out."

"But the rice is still hot... and we didn't touch each other, we didn't see anyone outside the door?"

The detective looked puzzled and scratched his head and asked in confusion.

"This..." The portrait's father fell silent and couldn't answer for a moment.

"Enough, I guess you are here to find me. Is there anything wrong?"

The portrait hiding in the room, after hearing the movement outside, couldn't help but walk out when I saw this scene.

"Don't worry, it's okay."

The portrait glanced at Ziran with a worried look on her face, touched her hair and said comfortingly.

"Where are Colonel Ye Yong and Lieutenant Colonel Ji Lan?"

As soon as the two met, the detective knew that he was the person he was looking for, and did not say much nonsense, and directly expressed his purpose for coming here.

"You guys are indeed here to find them, but I'm sorry, we tell you that they asked me to give you these two things."

As the portrait spoke, she took out a small sniper rifle model and the golden badge from her arms and handed it to the other party.

Unexpectedly, they showed an expression of seeing a sacred thing and carefully took these two things from his hands.

Bad thoughts emerged in the portrait's mind, and he wanted to throw the two gadgets into the ground, but when he saw a large number of police officers waiting outside, he had to give up this idea.

As the old saying goes, the monk can't run away from the temple. After all, his father is still here. If he causes trouble, he can leave and never come back. But what will his father do then? After all, he is so old that he can't stand the trouble.

Unexpectedly, after the detective got the thing, he immediately turned around and prepared to leave and no longer bothered them.

"DouDou"

Soon, an alarm suddenly sounded downstairs. I think they were afraid of disturbing themselves just now, so they carefully stopped somewhere else. When they were about to leave, they deliberately passed by here and knocked themselves on the side. It would be better not to act rashly.

"Dad, I'll take Ziran out for a walk."

After lunch, Zi Xiang pulled Ziran and spoke to him.

"Okay, then you guys have fun."

The portrait father smiled kindly and nodded in agreement.

"Well, then we're leaving."

As the portrait spoke, he pulled Ziran toward the door, and heard a "bang" sound and the door closed again.

"I'm the only one left." The father of the portrait sighed, feeling a little older, and he took his back to wash dishes.

When the portrait came downstairs, a group of well-equipped terrorists appeared in front of him.

"What are you?"

The portrait pulled Ziran and looked at them alertly, with a little doubt in his tone.

"We are here to find Xue Yang, you should have clues about him."

"Oh, you probably are looking for this."

The portrait glanced at him, took out the electronic watch from his arms and threw it to the other party.

"Yes, this is his thing. Let's go..."

Seeing that the electronic watch was about to fall to the ground, the other party quickly reached out to catch it.

Only a "bang" sound was heard, and the electronic watch finally landed in his hand. After the other party got the thing, he stopped entangling and led the person to turn around and leave immediately.

"Oh, I can't stop for a moment."

The portrait looked at their departure backs and sighed helplessly.

He knew that he could no longer go back, and he felt that his dull and boring life was forever away from him.

That's why he has been deliberately keeping a distance from his father. They are no longer people from the same world...

"I'll take you to your alma mater."

When the portrait saw Zi Ran standing beside her, she seemed to be attracted by her temperament, and a happy smile appeared on her face again.

"Um."

Seeing Ziran nodding in agreement, Zixiang took her to the street to find a taxi.

When they arrived at their alma mater, they were blocked by the security guards guarding the school at the door.

"Who are you? Do you have a certificate approved by the teacher?"

The middle-aged security guard sitting in the monitoring room was making tea. When he saw two people standing outside the door, he couldn't help but step forward and ask.

"No, we are students who have studied here without a certificate."

"Then you can't go in."

The middle-aged security guard shook his head at the two of them. Seeing that he refused to agree, the portrait was not easy to force others, so he had no choice but to take Ziran to another place.

Time soon passed in happy time, and the afterglow of the sunset spread to the blood-red sky.

Night comes quietly.

The portrait took Ziran home and had dinner with his father. After saying to him seriously, "Dad, I'm leaving."

"How long will it take this time?" After a moment of silence, the father of Wise suddenly asked.

"I don't know yet..." The portrait was a little afraid to look at his eyes, and slowly lowered his head.

"Oh, come back more often when you have time, I'll welcome you anytime."

The portrait father sighed helplessly and looked at the two who were leaving.

When the two of them took a taxi back to the rental house, it was already around 8.00pm.

"Master God, I want to return early."

The portrait slowly closes his eyes and tries to contact it subconsciously.

"I detected that the portrait of the Zhongzhou team wanted to return early, and it was teleporting..."

“Transfer successfully.”

When the portrait opened its eyes again, it was the vast platform.

"How about it?"

When the portrait pulled Ziran to the dining table outside, everyone had already sat there waiting for his arrival.

When he got closer, Xue Yang, who had always been calm, couldn't help but speak.

"Well, we did come in with our bodies, and the speed outside was the same as here."

The portrait glanced at Xue Yang deeply and answered honestly.

The portrait paused, then turned its gaze to Ye Yong and Ji Lan, and said with a sarcastic tone.

"I really didn't expect that one of you is a colonel and the other is a lieutenant colonel."

"Xue Yang, you are not simple either. You have contacts with foreign terrorist organizations."

Xue Yang pushed his glasses, as if he had expected this result. He said calmly: "What's the point of pursuing our past identities? Here, no one can guarantee that we can live to the end. In the eyes of the Lord God, we are just a group of struggling bugs."

"Yes, bug, this image is really appropriate..." Jiaoyue glanced at Xue Yang and said self-deprecatingly.
Chapter completed!