There were two people in the photo. Luo Nan was familiar with them, but he also felt that they were strangers.
They both wore white lab coats as they stood on the cracked and warped red earth. The one on the left was an old man with gray hair. Although he was much healthier than he was now, Luo Yuandao could still see that this was his grandfather.
There was also a young man who was a bit handsome. His appearance was vaguely similar to the old man. Luo Nan's facial outline could be found in the photo. This was undoubtedly Luo Nan's father, Luo Zhongheng.
Both of them had unkempt beards. Their hair had probably not been taken care of for some time. It was messily scattered across their foreheads. Both of them had taut faces and looked serious.
However, the scene they displayed was worthy of a round of laughter from the bystanders.
The two of them had serious faces, but they posed like a comical comic book pose. Their bodies were half to the side, one to the left and one to the right. They swung their arms and kicked their legs. Their four limbs were bent and their heads and necks were in an upright and unafraid pose. It was like the most tragic scene of Swan Lake.
Luo Nan really did laugh. Perhaps this was the first time in many years that he had seen someone reveal a smile. It was really hard to imagine what kind of situation this was taken under.
"Look, it's a weird photo of your grandfather and father. Supposedly, the person who took the photo is your mother. You've never seen it before, right? Do you want it? "
"Cough, I don't … …"
"That good-for-nothing dad of yours once told me that if you really get involved in this field, no matter how well or badly you develop, you can feel their feelings at the time. You can see happiness in the midst of confusion. You can see difficulties in the midst of success. However, I usually cut it in the middle and make a hundred copies of the one on the right. I'll throw darts and play. You can try it. "
"...... Okay!"
The rest of the journey was very short. The two didn't talk too much. Luo Nan received the digital photo. The pixels were fine. There were no problems placing it on the flexible e-ink screen or using the external neuron to browse with his consciousness.
Luo Nan hadn't considered how to design the darts yet. He just looked at the photo over and over again in a short amount of time. He looked at the image of the fellow … … It seemed that the person wasn't just a gloomy and mysterious person that made people loathe. The flat photo gave the figure an extra side profile, making it more distinct.
The SUV drove to the school gate like this. But Luo Nan only woke up from a dream when Mo Haihang shouted. He raised his head.
Mo Haihang knocked on the steering wheel. "It's time. It won't be too late to look later. Don't be late."
Luo Nan's reaction was like a thief who had been caught in the act. He closed his notebook with a bang, and the speed of his actions had already exceeded the normal range. However, he also knew that his reaction was too much, so he subconsciously covered it up. "Uncle, do you still have similar photos or something?"
"Hide?"
"For example, my mother's photo. I've only seen a few photos of her since I was young. Most recently, I discovered … …" Luo Nan paused and swallowed the words' tree hole 'back into his stomach. But this question was indeed what he wanted to ask. After hearing the identity of the photographer, he even hoped that the angle of the photo would move forward and include the scene outside the lens.
Mo Haihang was taken aback for a moment before he broke into laughter. "You've asked this question more than once."
"Huh?" Luo Nan really didn't have much of an impression.
"When he was very young, around six or seven years old? At that time, you probably just understood what life was and what death was. You cried and threw a tantrum, wanting to find your mother's photo. But in the end, you couldn't find it. Later on, you gradually stopped mentioning it. So you've forgotten? "
Mo Haihang was a bit surprised, but then he shook his head. "There used to be a lot of photos, but there really weren't any at home. Before that bastard of a father of yours left home, he took away all of their photos, including the recorded videos. There were only a few single photos left … … I heard that Qingwen didn't really like to be photographed. The majority of the photos he left behind were of him and your father. "
Luo Nan never thought that he would inadvertently hear this kind of information. He was a bit stupefied for a time.
But a sudden quivering jolted him out of his bewildered and warm state in just half a second.
Two seconds later, the security team that had been following them all this time sent out a warning. "Suspected sniper. 2 o 'clock. Distance 2700. Altitude 104."
This was a simple warning only for Luo Nan. The corresponding tactical coordinates were transmitted to the members of the team through other channels.
Luo Nan didn't need this warning. He just received a reminder: There was still an immeasurable distance between him and an ordinary, simple, and regretful life. And there was a tendency for the distance to gradually grow.
Such reality made him feel helpless and resentful. But he couldn't show it on his face. He could only brew it in his heart.
Luo Nan took a deep breath. Then he revealed a smile to his uncle. "I remember now. So I need to go through it properly when I get home, right … … Then, I'll see you tonight."
He prepared to open the door and get out of the car as he spoke.
Mo Haihang reminded him from within the car. "Don't forget about the dinner tonight. Also, bring an umbrella when it rains. "
"Oh." Luo Nan didn't mind being drenched by the freezing rain he had personally created, but he still obediently picked up the portable umbrella he had prepared. Soon the umbrella unfurled. At nearly the same time, a low curse came from several kilometers away under the curtain of rain.
The corner of Luo Nan's lips twitched slightly. He waved his hand at his uncle in the car and walked over the wet ground toward the campus. But Mo Haihang called out to him before he even took two steps.
"Luo Nan."
Luo Nan turned his head and walked back subconsciously. But Mo Haihang had him walk around the car to the driver's seat.
Luo Nan walked over in a daze. He lowered his head and saw the car window roll down. He was just about to ask what was going on when he saw Mo Haihang reach out and pinch his cheeks.
"Ah?"
It must be said that the relationship between this uncle and nephew was harmonious, but their body language was always very restrained. From their perspective, this was an intimate contact that was rarely seen in over a decade.
Luo Nan's face was a bit distorted as he stood outside the car window in a daze.
Mo Haihang laughed as he rubbed Luo Nan's apple cheeks. "Whether it's me, Mo Ya, or Mo Peng, all of us might end up throwing darts at your face one day … … Rather than that, it's better to do this to your face. You understand, right? "
Luo Nan's face didn't hurt, but there was a problem with his fine control. In the end, he could only grin. Even though his cheeks were still being pinched, he still nodded forcefully.
His uncle let go and Luo Nan turned around.
He was in a sorry state a moment ago, but now he was calm. It was precisely because he understood that he had to do it.
Mo Haihang's car drove away, but Luo Nan didn't look back. He walked slowly towards the campus and sent a message to the security team at the same time. "Target eliminated. Malice value full. Threat level low."
A whistle came from the other side. It came from Cat Eyes. "Pitiful observer … … That brother just took a scope."
"But he still has a gun box next to him."
These observers were often not members of the inner world. They were only active in the gray area where the mortal world and the inner world intersected. They certainly wouldn't be the main attackers, but they could become professional criminals at any time as long as the order was given and the reward was in place.
It wasn't a big deal to kill a small bug like a chicken. But if the brain of a monkey was smashed to pieces, the results should be even better. Luo Nan spun the handle of his umbrella, stirring up the curtain of rain around him.
It just so happened to be the experimental stage. So let's begin.
East of Xia City was over two hundred nautical miles away from the original discovery site of White Bone Mountain. This was already the international waters region. A certain luxurious yacht bobbed up and down in this sea region.
Light, electrical waves, and sound interweaved together in a cabin on the second floor.
"Number 4's' eyes' have gone blind."
"Cause of death?"
"Basically, it can be determined to be the Dripping Sword. The sensors have responded, and the cranial pressure has clearly risen."
"Excellent. He's also confirmed that the area within a ten second interval and a radius of 2700 meters isn't a safe zone. Plus, he's sent back a clear image. Right now, Number 5 is already on standby … … Oh, this scum. He broke the contract and ran away. Where's Number 6? Have him stand by at an observation point five kilometers away. "
"Then the only suitable location is Cloud City Water Village. Are you going to have him dance a cheek to cheek dance with the members of the Xia City branch?"
"Maybe the dance partner is a devil ray? In any case, I'm not the one dancing … … I'm not the one paying either. "
Someone grumbled at this time, "Why are they called 'eyes'? Are their photoreceptors bad? "
"Because you won't be able to find 120 million similar professionals."
"Fine. I just feel that this will damage our luck value."
"Luck value is only meaningful when probability plays a role. Even if all things are probabilities, to break through the scale and enter reality … … Hehe. "
Even though they were all observers, they all had the code name 'eyes'. But observers were also divided into ranks. Those who raised their sniper scopes to observe from a distance of several kilometers and ended up having their heads blown up were cannon fodder level observers. Observers like them, who were drinking wine and sipping coffee in the seas outside of Xia City, calmly summarizing and analyzing the information transmitted by cannon fodder, were high level observers.
If they could still get their heads blown up in the vast seas a thousand kilometers away from Xia City, then they could only accept it. Even with the logic of the inner world, this wasn't a possibility. Naturally, they were very relaxed.
After selecting a few clear images, someone suggested, "How about we let that high level SCA employee go on a mission? It's just a matter of one command. "
"Isn't that too much?"
"It's not like we need him to cross the Pacific Ocean. Transferring between cities will put Xia City in a very difficult situation. They're all staff planners. I get nightmares every night just thinking about this sort of temporary assignment. "
"But the SCA isn't a fool. It seems like quite a few high level members ran off on a 'vacation' yesterday. How crazy would they be to dare do something like this under these circumstances?"
And so this topic ended. But soon, someone proposed an improvement, "Comparatively speaking, I feel like it's easier to mobilize the big sister singer of the Guardians. As long as there's an assignment, it's not a problem for her to run all twenty-four districts in a day. The company behind her, Mingtang Culture, is a very qualified commercial company, and she just so happens to need to increase her exposure. "
Another person interjected, "What's up with the label on this Mingtang Culture?"
"Oh, there's the shadow of the Castlevania Financial Group behind it as an investor, but the Bloodflame Order has already run away. They can basically be considered a motherless child."
"Capital can easily cross the Pacific Ocean."
"But supernatural power can't."
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