(two-in-one update)

The fate of cicadas is to sing all summer, and the fate of ants is to serve the population. All things in the world cannot escape their own beliefs and missions. Even if human beings possess supreme wisdom, they cannot escape their own fate. - Yan Funing

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In the midsummer of Star City, the sky is cloudless, the blue is translucent, the dazzling sun complements the light on the glass curtain wall, the scorching fireball quietly exudes suffocating power, and the pedestrians on the road frown.

The brows and steps are vain.

Yan Funing opened the car door, and the boiling air rushed towards his face. He was used to the coolness of London summer, but the stove-like weather in Star City was really uncomfortable. Yan Funing turned around and said goodbye to Li Jiting and the seniors in the car, and then said to Feng Luwan

I apologized and jumped out of the commercial car.

Yu Rong watched Yan Funing, who was still meticulously dressed in formal clothes in the 40-degree heat, tighten the car door, and then the commercial vehicle slowly slid forward. He looked at Yan Funing's back through the glass with dark sunscreen film, and said while holding the chair and leaning his head.

: "Boss, there's nothing special about this kid? But why do I think you value this kid? I remember when I first joined the Qianlong Group as an intern, you were not so kind to me, let alone tried to keep me here. Now you

All I have to do is promise Yan Funing to be his successor. This is too unfair. You must know that I am also a member of the Mensa Club and a member of the Chinese Hongke Alliance, but I am not just a little bit better than a graduate student from Imperial College...

"

Li Jiting glanced back at Yu Rong's greasy face, rolled his eyes and said: "Now is the era of looking at faces. Except for the handsome men in our Qianlong group, look at all of you.

How can we improve the average appearance of our Qianlong group if we don’t look slovenly and don’t pay attention to image... If we don’t look tall and handsome?”

Li Jiting's complaints were immediately met with protests, and everyone sitting in the carriage despised Li Jiting's behavior of judging others based on their appearance.

Yu Rong, a slightly fat man, pushed up his glasses and said: "Boss, I'm not that good myself, but my carrier is extraordinary! It's not like I can't experience the feeling of being a handsome guy... To be honest, I don't want to be a carrier forever.

No matter what happens to the body, just let yourself go and enjoy life!"

Everyone laughed ambiguously when they heard Yu Rong's words.

This smile contains a deeper meaning, but because Feng Luwan was present, everyone was embarrassed to express it. For example, using a carrier has stronger endurance and higher sensitivity... and there is no need to bring insurance... this

This kind of convenience and ability cannot be achieved by the ontology. Most people who have used the carrier will dislike the ontology.

Just like you have a Ferrari, you have a Rolls-Royce, you have a Lamborghini, would you still like to drive a QQ car?

However, Li Jiting, who always liked to laugh and joke, did not laugh. He sneered and said: "Huh? You mean you have used carriers when you were not on missions, and you also used carriers to pick up girls?"

Taijilong's internal affairs regulations stipulate that it is not allowed to use carriers to intervene in the lives of ordinary people without going on a mission.

Although this kind of thing is difficult to supervise, and they did not use the carrier to do anything illegal or disciplinary, it did violate Taijilong's internal regulations. Violating the regulations in Taijilong will be severely punished.

Even though everyone in Tai Chi Dragon thinks it’s okay to occasionally use carriers to experience life, the internal regulations are too strict. Who hasn’t done a few fun things with carriers in private?

But no matter what they think, no one dares to violate the regulations.

Yu Rong shook his head like a rattle with a look of horror on his face, "How dare I violate Tai Chi Dragon's internal regulations? Besides, I'm half a robot. How can I not scare people to death when I walk on the street?"

"Haha! Don't think that I don't know your little tricks. You choose to maximize your body shape and use concealer to slightly cover the linear lines. How can ordinary people tell the difference?" Li Jiting paused and said seriously: "I see.

You have lived too comfortably. I’m warning you! It is strictly forbidden to confuse the life of the carrier with the life of the noumenon. Treat the carrier as the noumenon, as if the noumenon is a burden. You bastards really need to take a few days of ideological education classes.

...

"Starting from tomorrow, we will gather at six o'clock every morning to do morning exercises, run twenty kilometers, and then have a one-hour study class on internal affairs regulations. I will personally supervise you..." Li Jiting said with a serious face.

Suddenly there was a lot of wailing in the carriage, but no one interceded or made excuses not to participate.

Using carriers to do personal things is unavoidable for the Kanglong Group, and it is indeed difficult to supervise. Most of the time, the people above can only turn a blind eye, as long as they don't do anything inappropriate.

Those who can join Tai Chi Dragon have a very high status and background, so using a carrier to experience life is an unspoken rule that is not discussed below or investigated by above.

Feng Luwan looked through the rearview mirror and saw that the expressions of everyone in the Qianlong group in the carriage were indeed painful, but no one asked Li Jiting to run less.

The vast majority of law enforcers will not put points into strengthening their bodies, especially the official Chosen Ones, because the bodies of the Official Chosen People, who are mostly cyborgs, have high requirements on physical fitness, and strengthening their bodies

It can be achieved completely through exercise, and it is not worth spending points.

Therefore, no matter whether they are the official chosen one or not, they will not waste so many points on strengthening the body. At most, it is enough to point out the first point of gene strengthening...

Therefore, a twenty-kilometer speed run is still a big burden for the body, especially for a computer genius like Yu Rong who doesn't like to exercise in the first place, and it is even more life-threatening for someone who works in logistics most of the time.

But Yu Rong didn't fight, he just looked sad and worried.

Li Jiting sighed to the group of people behind him and said: "Do you know why I value Yan Funing? Because he distinguishes the body and the carrier very clearly... Even though it is very easy to do many things with the carrier, he will still choose to use the body

Do it...Don't be greedy for convenience at all. Maybe this is a bit stupid, just like insisting on wearing formal clothes on a hot day. There is no point except making yourself suffer, but only such people have strong willpower...

"

But Li Jiting did not say the last sentence, "Although his character has some flaws, I think he can adjust..."

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Yan Funing, wearing a dark suit, walked into the Lohas City, attracting the attention of men, women, and children. Countless people pointed at him, and some even tried to find if there was a camera behind him. Yan Funing responded to these inquiring glances.

Don't take it seriously.

He walked to the mall map and looked at it a few times, quickly determined the location, and walked directly to the walking elevator, heading towards the location of the hair salon on the first floor that Yan Yitong told him.

After getting off the elevator, based on the location map in his mind, he walked straight to the door of the hair salon without even searching.

The decoration of the hair salon is very gorgeous, with white European-style wooden framed walls, golden hollow-framed mirrors, and many high-power spotlights installed on the top of the black aluminum grille, making the entire space very transparent and bright.

There was a smell of ammonia in it, which was slightly pungent.

Yan Funing walked inside, looking for Yan Yitong and Fu Yuanzhuo among the colorful hairstylists and female customers. Soon he saw Yan Yitong in the VIP area, who was full of surprise and waving to him. Then he saw the tall-footed Yan Yitong.

Fu Yuanzhuo stood up on the stool and shouted: "Brother Ning!"

He was about to nod and smile when he saw the faces of people sitting on the barber bench with their backs to him, their heads slightly lowered, and they were cutting hair next to Yan Yitong and Fu Yuanzhuo.

Black-rimmed glasses were placed on the white table, a glass of boiled water was rippling in the transparent plastic cup, and the cyan hair was falling like snow under the silver scissors.

The stern face he was already familiar with appeared in the sun-shaped gold-rimmed mirror...

Yan Funing clearly remembered this indifferent expression, which was a kind of loneliness derived from fate.

It's not the kind of loneliness where you feel arrogant and lonely, nor is it the kind of solitary self-admiration where it's hard to find close friends. It's not pain, it's not self-pity, it's not sadness.

It's a loneliness that accompanies death that comes out of your bones, as if life will disappear from time at any time, and you can't catch anything, you can only watch with cold eyes...

Yan Funing couldn't forget this expression. On 240, he stared at the troubles on k20 24 hours a day, and he spent most of the time observing the behavior of this boy named Cheng Mo on the monitor, and then trying to figure out what he was doing.

What did he do, and what was his purpose in doing so.

Yan Funing could probably guess the logic of Cheng Mo's behavior, but he was a little regretful that Cheng Mo didn't do well enough and acted a little emotionally. For example, Cheng Mo went to notify the American couple and implicitly informed the family of three to get off the bus. If it were him, he would definitely

He doesn't talk much; for example, Cheng Mo should have incited the chaos on the train earlier, but Cheng Mo only killed a few people from the Wild Wolf Gang. If it were him, he would also kill a few people from other gangs and mobilize civilians

Rise up and resist...

In Yan Funing's view, Cheng Mo is sensible enough, but cannot escape the constraints of the social moral framework.

Therefore, after k20 and 240 lost contact, he guessed what would happen to this boy and Xie Minyun. He had deduced it countless times. In the presence of Clown Sith, no matter what, this weak boy had no chance of survival.

Therefore, he did not even ask Li Jiting for confirmation.

However, he never expected that the boy he thought would never survive would actually appear in front of him.

This incredible feeling was comparable to his surprise when he first came into contact with Ouroboros.

Yan Yitong saw his brother in a daze for the first time, or looking at his future boyfriend in a daze. He was a little at a loss and thought to himself: "Could it be that geniuses have telepathy?" She jumped over and ran over, talking.

Yan Funing raised her arm and said shyly: "Brother, what are you looking at? Do you know Cheng Mo?"

Yan Funing's heart sank, and she said calmly: "I don't know him...I was just looking at what the person my sister was full of praise for looked like..."

"Hehe! Brother, I guarantee you will like him, he is also a genius like you!" Yan Yitong said happily.

Yan Funing touched the short wig on Yan Yitong's head, and the spotlight cast a light on the dark, thick wig. He said lightly: "It doesn't matter whether I like it or not, as long as you like it."

In front of Yan Funing, Yan Yitong did not deny that he liked Cheng Mo like he did in front of Fu Yuanzhuo. He just shook Yan Funing's arm with a blushing face and said, "Brother, Cheng Mo and I are just friends."

Yan Funing didn't speak, but just moved his eyes away from Yan Yitong and glanced at Cheng Mo in the mirror. From this position, he could see Cheng Mo's face through the mirror, but Cheng Mo couldn't see him, just like he did in 240

Same as above.

At this time, Fu Yuanzhuo also came over and said with some complaint: "Brother Ning, why didn't you tell me in advance when you came back so that I could pick you up at the airport?"

Yan Funing looked at Fu Yuanzhuo and said with a smile: "I came back with my classmate, and he happened to be picked up by someone, so I took a ride with him."

"Why are you riding in someone else's car? You can't do this next time!"

"There's no need to worry about these little things, our relationship doesn't care about that..." Yan Funing patted Fu Yuanzhuo on the shoulder and said.

"It's been a long time since I last saw you. You didn't come back for the Chinese New Year last year. Originally, Tongtong and I wanted to go to the UK to see you this summer, but you didn't allow us to go..." Fu Yuanzhuo said after a pause.

: "No more words. I will be the host tonight. We will go to the Red Mansion to have a good meal. We must drink until we are high."

Yan Funing nodded and said: "Okay."

After the three of them exchanged greetings, Yan Yitong pulled Yan Funing to Cheng Mo, who was undergoing punishment, and said: "Cheng Mo, let me introduce to you, this is my brother, Yan Funing..."

Cheng Mo couldn't move his head, but his eyes were tilted in his eye sockets to look at Yan Funing in the mirror, who looked like an English gentleman in a black suit and said, "Hello, my name is Cheng Mo, and I am Yan Yitong's classmate."

Yan Funing didn't look at Cheng Mo's face, but just looked at Cheng Mo's pupils reflected in the mirror. Those dark pupils, which looked like black-eyed galaxies, were not as deep, complicated and complicated as Yan Funing imagined.

Cold and silent, but like white paper without wrinkles, blank and calm.

This was different from Yan Funing's imagination. A man who had killed many people could actually be so calm. It was not the indulgent and guilt-free feeling, nor the fearless feeling of pretending to forget that nothing had happened.
To be continued...