Longmen Memoirs

Jingzhe half-knelt on the ground, lowering his head slightly. Ursus's snowflakes fell on the dazzling golden hair. The man had seen the same dazzling golden hair in his memory.

"You have good courage and perseverance. There must be many people as stupid as you in Dali Temple."

"His Highness, since Dali Temple is the head of the world's laws, the Supervisory Department must obey the law and abide by the law when it is in charge of supervision. It dares not to slack off in the slightest. It supervises all officials, upholds the law, makes judgments about right and wrong, and oversees the whole world. And the people’s livelihood and happiness.”

"Is there a place for infected people among the people of Dayan?"

"Please forgive me for speaking frankly, the infected people are not among the common people of Great Yan."

Yushitai, Supervisory Department, Dali Temple, Suzhengyuan, the Fifth Military Governor's Office...

There will be less suffering in the future and more suffering in the past. People's lives are peaceful and happy. How can I know anything else?

"Get up."

"Yes."

Jingzhe slowly stood up.The man turned his head and looked at the snowy fields of Ursus and the scattered snowflakes in the sky.

"Your name is Jingzhe. I ask you this?"

Jingzhe stood behind the man, bowing slightly.

"Excuse me, Your Highness?"

"Have you seen the spring in Ursus?"

"Never seen it before." Jingzhe shook his head.

"But you are called Jingzhe." He said, "Do you want to see the spring in Ursus?"

"Forgive me for being stupid."

"After the snow stops, the war will begin. I think spring will come in Ursus. Let's take a good look at it then, Supervisor Jingzhe."

The man's hands rested on the wall of the military camp, and his gaze passed through the boundless wind and snow, seeming to fall vaguely on a small Ursus village. There were people he was familiar with in the village, and some he did not recognize later.

He turned and left the high platform, and his voice fell into Jingzhe's ears.

"If you are still alive then."

She will probably never forget the first time she met that person in her life, nor will she forget every word he said. Every word is firmly engraved in her heart.

He sat in front of the stove outside the big tent. In front of the stove were hard-working sergeants and a steady stream of equipment and equipment brought from the territory of Dayan.

"How can we tell the right and wrong?"

"The law has its own divisions," she replied at that time, young and energetic, upright.

"Where did the law come from?"

"A hundred years of accumulation and historical pondering."

"The infected are not within the law, so let me ask you, can your law still judge whether everything they do is right or wrong, or can it be said that no matter what they do, it is wrong."

"Your Highness should not ask this question."

"Shouldn't I ask? I shouldn't ask. I'm a vested interest, so I don't deserve to ask this question?" he said with a smile.

The snow that day was heavier than ever before, and the sparks from the stove floated into the sky under the heavy snow, and were annihilated in the cold and biting north wind.

She has no intention of crossing the barrier between infected people and ordinary people.

There was a conflict between her and His Highness's beliefs, but because of this, she couldn't understand why His Highness, who could order the massacre of all prisoners of war and the infected who stood in front of the army without hesitation, could ask such a question , why the words are full of sympathy and pity for the infected.

His Highness's words and deeds are inconsistent. His Highness has no intention of arguing with her about right or wrong, seeking common ground while reserving differences, because His Highness said that he knows that everything he does is wrong. For Ursus, he is wrong, but Yu Dayan is undoubtedly right. , there is no right or wrong in war, and there should be no mercy, whether it is one's own side or the enemy, so he can calmly and decisively order to crush the enemy and us who are blocking the melee in front of the army, and he can be the executioner without any burden.

Because of war, people are killed.

At that time, she suddenly remembered that when she first met His Highness, His Highness said: After the snow stops, the war will begin. From that time, had His Highness already had this idea?

A long time ago, she was proud of her identity and race, as well as her responsibilities and justice. She mastered Thunder Method, which is one of the traditional Origin Stone skills of Dayan. Compared with other Origin Stone skills , has a deeper official background and an older occult foundation, and also has very strict identity and physical requirements for its users. Its inheritance has gradually evolved into a transfer of rights, and the Origin Stone skills given to Leifa have Other meanings include the invisible position of rights, the conventional symbol of law enforcement, and even personal cultivation and spiritual ascension.

She has always had considerable self-respect and pride in her Origin Stone skills. She is eager for justice and upholds justice. Just like the blood and current flowing in her body, she is always alerting her. Thunder and lightning are the embodiment of justice, and she Her mission is to find justice in the world, and she remained so until she met His Highness, who was shrouded in mist.

There are too many puzzling secrets hidden in him. Although His Majesty claims that he is the third prince who has been kept secretly for the unification, his past is a mystery. He has a noble status and is at the top of the power. He should not have neglected his duties. I doubt His Majesty's words because he is disloyal, but the secrets wrapped around him and his words and deeds make me, who is burdened with thunder and law, with great flaming hands and eyes, reason and justice, feel stuck in my throat and cannot let go.

There are too many unanswered questions about the Battle of Northern Xinjiang.

Foxhound was sitting in the messy dessert room. The cabinets were broken and the delicate pastries fell on the floor. It seemed a pity. Didn't Chief Chen consider the losses to be compensated before taking action?

Foxhound shook her head slightly. She picked up a piece of cake that fell at her feet, put it on the table, stretched out her fingertips and tapped it in her mouth.

not bad.she thinks.

She had no intention of cleaning up the mess they left. Bored, she sat at the table with her head raised and looked at the handcuffed Chen Mo outside the door.

Chen Mo turned around and Foxhound smiled and waved.

Chen pulled the handcuffed Chen. Chen, feeling guilty, hurriedly turned around to follow Chen's footsteps. Beside her, he secretly asked [+$

Chen Mo and Ansuo were stunned by the sudden explosion. The debris they piled in front of the door was pushed away with the sound of the explosion and the air waves.

The door was neatly cut in half.

"Fenchanglong, are you crazy!"

Shi Huaiya looked at the sudden scene in front of her in panic and astonishment. She never expected that Chen would take action so decisively and even use magic.

She looked a little embarrassed as she was swept away by the air waves, and her golden hair was tangled behind her back.

Chi Xiao's sword energy flew past her after grazing her shoulder.

Not that much, just catching a thief.

"Isn't that true?" Ansuo asked with his mouth wide and his teeth chattering. "Is it too late for me to surrender now?"

Chen Mo was a little better than Ansuo, but his heart was already half cold.

With Chi Xiao's swordsmanship, it's possible that the fox has betrayed him.

"I'll explain to you later."

Chen said, holding Chi Xiao and kicking away the chopped debris blocked in front of the door. The expression on her face was unprecedentedly cold, as if she was determined and angry at the moment before heading to the battlefield, mixed with poetry and elegance. Understand the anger.

In short, Chen is a thousand times scarier now than when he quarreled with her. At least during the quarrel, she would not take action. Now it is more like being on the verge of breaking out.

Shi Huaiya was too sensible to stop Chen.Ultimately, she couldn't tell whether she and Chen were rivals or teammates. She felt they were rivals because no rival knew her rival better.

She hurriedly followed Chen's steps into the kitchen.

Amidst the mist of flour and dust floating in the air, a figure slowly walked into the kitchen holding a knife. The dust fell on the shoulders of her black uniform. The sharp red blade cut through the falling smoke and dust and rolled up behind her.

Ansuo stared at Chen, who appeared in the smoke and dust with a knife in his hand and a cold face, and swallowed secretly.

This is a gesture of wanting to kill someone. It's not like that. I just stole a wallet. It's not like you want to kill me. And I didn't steal yours.

Ansuo felt that she was very unjust, and it would be even more unjust if she died now, but she also knew that infected people had no human rights in Longmen. They were not even considered Longmen citizens, they were just infected people in Longmen. If they were killed, they would naturally be exposed. He couldn't afford to cause too much trouble, especially since the other party was the senior police superintendent of Longmen. It would be easy to cover up his murderous crime.

After all, nothing is easier for law enforcers to evade the law. To them, the law is just a piece of paper. No one will offend the powerful police superintendent of Longmen just for being an infected person.

Ansuo raised his head slightly and glanced at Chen Mo next to him. Chu Ye, the bastard, knew the superintendent, maybe, if it was him.

Ansuo made a decision decisively, using her smart and clever mind to make a judgment in just a few seconds.

"Have mercy on me, Chief Chen. This guy threatened me. I was forced to do so. Everything was ordered by him. It really has nothing to do with me!!"

Ansuo knelt on the ground with a thud. Chen Mo didn't think clearly why she could cry so quickly. She cried with sincerity, as if she had been greatly wronged.He pointed at himself and complained tearfully.

"You have to believe me, Chief Chen!! I was wronged, and you can't wrong a good person!"

nice guy?

Chen Mo felt that if he hadn't been timid about the knife in Chen's hand, Ansuo would have crawled over and hugged Chen's thigh to act more presentable.

I'm obviously the one who was most wronged, okay?

It was expected but not reasonable that An Suo would betray himself so decisively.

"Fan...Chen, it's just a theft case. It's not like killing people, right? The things have been recovered..." Shi Huaiya asked in a low voice hesitantly.

Chen's sudden attack made her still confused. She really couldn't figure out why Chen suddenly seemed to be a different person and used magic decisively without saying anything. Although she was usually cold and cold, she would do anything suddenly. It won’t be too surprising, but today this is too outrageous and a bit extreme.

It's not like her wallet was stolen.Thinking about it this way, it seems a bit overwhelming, as if I caused all this.

Chen Mo didn't think it was outrageous. If Shi Huaiya knew what he had done and put her in the same position as Chen, Miss Tiger would be even more extreme than Chen. She would definitely pick up her chain hammer and smash Chen Mo. The dog's head was smashed to pieces, and Chen's current performance was restrained enough.

But Chen Mo could still see her hand holding the knife trembling slightly.

Ansuo heard the poetry [$%

"Shut up!" Chen suddenly yelled.

Shihuaiya and Ansuo subconsciously closed their mouths at the same time, but Shihuaiya immediately realized something, felt a little embarrassed, and wanted to say something else.

Chen raised the Chixiao in his hand, but it was not Ansuo he was aiming at, but the man standing next to Ansuo. The smoke and dust flying in the air gradually dispersed and settled.

Chen Mo looked at Chen Mo and saw her pointing at the hilt of his knife. When was the last time this knife was pointed at him? Was it when he watched it penetrate his body from behind?

But what should I say, and what can I say to Chen? I have made her life a mess, am I going to pull her into my life again?

But Chen Mo seemed to have forgotten that he always thought about Chen wishfully, thinking that everything he did was good for Chen and was the best result. However, he never asked Chen what he thought or listened to Chen's opinion. He didn't care about Tallulah's reaction.

Just like the winter when he left the orphanage, he didn't ask them if they were willing to let him leave.

Chen Mo is a selfish villain. He cannot deny his selfishness and wants Chen Mo and Tallulah to find their own lives while they are far away from him. But he cannot deny that he wants to get close to them and cannot help but think. To get close to them, you can't help but imagine how happy their lives would be if none of this had happened, if everything could go as they wanted.

Chen Mo was selfish and lying. He couldn't imagine what Chen would look like when she knew the truth, nor could he imagine her crying. He didn't want to see it, so he chose to leave alone.

To fulfill their wishes and realize their wishes, he can only go so far, and he can only help so far.

In their lives, they should not have themselves as a third party. If they did not have themselves, if they had never met each other, if they could be more indifferent to each other when they meet again, regard the past as the past, and drown the memory of the orphanage in their minds. , whether he would not be so unwilling, whether he would not struggle anymore, and make mistakes again and again.

"Are you going to kill him again?" Foxhound's voice quietly penetrated into Chen's ears, her Origin Stone skills were always so silent.

Chen tightened her hand on the handle of the knife. She suddenly found that her hand was shaking so much that she almost lost the strength to hold the handle.

"This time, he may not be lucky enough to come back."

Foxhound's words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back. They were gently passed into Chen's ears without anyone noticing.

Chen slowly put down the raised Chi Xiao.

"What should I call you?" Chen stared at Chen Mo and asked.

Chen Mo, Snake, Guinevere, His Highness King Wu, or... I should call you my long-lost husband.

"...Chu Ye."

"Chu Ye?" A sarcastic sneer appeared at the corner of Chen's mouth: "I now suspect you of being involved in an important criminal case many years ago, and arrested you for abetting theft, assaulting the police, and disturbing public order. You have the right to remain silent and follow Let me go back to the bureau, Chu Ye."

"Wait, why don't I know about an important criminal case?" Shi Huaiya could always find various reasons at critical moments. She carefully looked at the so-called suspect in Chen's mouth.

"By the way, you...have I seen you there?"

"Stop talking nonsense."

Chen interrupted Shi Huaiya who was about to fall into memories. She put away Chixiao and walked to me. She cut Chen Mo's hands behind his back without any mercy, took out the handcuffs from the tactical belt around his waist and handcuffed them to Chen Mo. hands.

"You can't run away!" she pointed out.

Ansuo raised his hand, embarrassed and smiled and asked cautiously: "Then...it's okay. Do you think I should leave first?"

"You have a beautiful idea!" Shi Huaiya reacted and suddenly grabbed An Suo's right arm: "You waste a lot of my precious time and dare to steal my things. You are quite courageous. You want to How can you atone for your sins?"

The inexplicable grievances I suffered from Chen finally found an outlet, and unfortunately, An Suo bore the brunt.

"Why! Why! I told you it's none of my business!!" Ansuolai yelled while lying on the ground. "I don't accept it!"

"No, I was really wronged!!!"

Foxhound looked out the window at the two senior superintendents who were guest patrol officers and the two hapless criminals who were walking away.

She smiled.

Picked up a few more cakes from the floor and placed them on the table one by one.

She looked at everything she put on the table with satisfaction.

"Can you hold on? Chen Huijie." She turned the silver fork in her hand, stared at Chen's back, and inserted the silver fork into one of the cakes.

She stood up, stretched her body slightly, and made a comfortable nasal sound.

"It seems it's time for me to go back and resume my job."