Chapter 830 The weight of tears and the vow of promise!
I clapped my hands, thinking that the lights would go out in an instant to suit my needs, highlighting my style of having everything under my control.
But in this second when nothing happened,
Looking at Krim who seemed to be hesitant to speak, and feeling the unbearable gaze of Tang Bing next to him, Fangran felt that he could hardly hold back the deformed smile on his face.
Ah...it seems a little different from what I thought...?
etc!
After being stunned for a second, Fangran immediately realized the problem. If the lighting did not go out as planned, that is to say...
Something happened over there at Jota!!!
"Um...Your Excellency, may I ask..."
"No! Sorry, help me take care of the gourd first! I'll be right back!"
And at the moment when he realized that the plan had gone awry, before Kerim could finish his sentence,
Fangran just dropped these words and rushed out of the door.
Klim was left behind, who seemed to be at a loss as he was asked to take care of the child by an acquaintance, and Tang Bing, who seemed to have been asked to take care of the child as a child, had a dark look on his face.
Even though he is wearing formal clothes, his movements are vigorous and quick, and the sound of leather shoes running on the corridor floor tiles is rapid.
The location of the control room should be underground...
He rushed into the emergency escape passage from the second floor where the ball hall was located, unbuttoned his suit that was in the way, and then jumped directly from the gap between the stairs!
Osphia should have lured away the only participant here, so what happened next?
Ambush? Help?
Did Jota get caught by them!?
Calmly thinking about the worst possibility, his suit flew down and his eyes were dark. Haiji and Mullin appeared next to Fangran.
He flew into the basement level where the control room was before him.
"who!?"
The moment he pushed the door open and broke in, the two figures in sunglasses had long been exposed in Fangran's field of vision. Just when he was about to take out his gun, he saw the black figures flashing in front of his eyes.
Then he fainted immediately!
He casually dealt with the two soldiers and did not relax his vigilance. He first confirmed the situation in the control room, but when he did not find the imaginary enemy, he subconsciously searched the field of vision on this floor.
Fangran was suddenly startled.
His clenched palms slowly relaxed, and even the darkness in his eyes slowly dissipated. He walked lightly toward the other side of the control room.
After walking into what was probably the employee locker room,
Jota's huddled figure was found in the innermost compartment.
He lowered his head and gritted his teeth tremblingly, pulling his hair with his fingers so hard that his joints turned white.
Putting aside her worries, Fangran slowly walked up to him, squatted down, and spoke softly with relief:
"Jota?"
"Sorry...sorry...Fangran..."
The words he choked with sobs were extremely difficult, and he was choked with sobs as if he could hardly breathe. Guilt and regret were burning in his heart.
Jota could only bury his head with his hair cut off, and his words were weak and hoarse with a cry.
"I'm sorry...I couldn't...do it..."
The moment I saw someone coming from the surveillance camera, I remembered the malice I had experienced from others, and the fear that came back instantly shattered the newly established confidence.
Listening to the footsteps that sounded like a countdown, my collar was soaked with sweat, I couldn't lift my wrists, my eyes were wide open and trembling,
Jotta instinctively hid.
"sorry Sorry..."
Facing Fangran, he could only repeat this apology, self-loathing, self-blame and guilt completely overflowing in his heart.
"Obviously the other party is just a few ordinary people...Obviously I should be able to defeat them...Obviously now that everyone is trapped...I should also do something...do something like you, Fangran
What...that's why I...but..."
Jota choked up and cried out all the ugliness he felt, and then his voice became smaller as he gritted his teeth. He closed his eyes and admitted his cowardice with tears flowing down his face.
"I am afraid..."
And listening to his words at this moment, listening to all the sadness and fear in his voice, hearing that he was still thinking about such things,
Fangran looked at the boy crying in front of him, as if he saw himself after the party that night.
He suddenly realized that Jota looked very much like him.
I did not experience the awakening scene normally. I stayed in that dark cabin and wrote a novel that only I could see. Even as a participant,
But he is just a child who hasn't had time to grow up yet...
Thinking back to the comfort that my recovery gave me that night, I suddenly wanted to be someone else to rely on this time.
"Listen, Jota,"
So he patted Yota's shoulder gently, and said with a gentle tone, still as if he was on the rooftop of Tokyo that night:
"Did you know? Originally, I planned to solve the problem with Osphia tonight."
The moment she heard his soft words, her sobs stopped slightly, and Jota heard the memory of Fangran chuckle.
"Because the Jota I know is timid, afraid of strangers, has social anxiety and delusions of persecution. He huddles in a dark room and ties himself to a chair..."
"He would never have the guts to take part in the operation."
The next second when he was ashamed in front of the facts, Yota suddenly heard Fangran chuckle:
"So do you know how surprised I was the moment I saw you come forward?"
He raised his head in shock, his face blurred with tears.
"For the first time, you have done a good job,"
When he saw the longing figure in front of him, he was extremely serious and convinced, and spoke softly.
"The moment of success is certainly precious, but the failure that makes you regret to tears is also rare,"
Then Yota was stunned to see Fangran patting his shoulder vigorously, blinking at himself, and a cheerful and encouraging smile appeared on his face.
"You have already shown your courage, be more confident!!"
"There is no need to apologize to me, I am your companion."
Looking at his entranced face covered with tears, his body shimmering and about to be recalled by the scene, Fangran stood up, patted his chest and raised the corner of his mouth to assure him:
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "It's just a ticket tied up and then the security guard rushes out. Small problem, who do you think I am!"
Then at the moment when he was about to fulfill his promise, he remembered something important and turned around with a smile.
"Don't forget that Qing Ning is at the Observatory in Greenwich. Remember to go find her."
Sitting on the ground and staring blankly at his figure, listening to his words of encouragement despite this, a sour feeling rushed into my eyes.
The vision is blurred and nothing can be seen.
The anguish and regret were so intense that Jota gritted his teeth almost to the point of bleeding!
"One more time! Give me another chance!"
There was still regret and fear in her choked cry, but she squeezed out these words hoarsely, and her tearful eyes were filled with the light of urgent proof.
Let Jota look at Fangran and cry and shout:
"I will definitely be able to help you, Fang Ran! Definitely!!"
The weight of tears hit the ground, like a vow.
Fang Ran, who heard his words, looked back slightly in trance, then looked at Jota and nodded with a smile.
"Well, I'll wait."
I once thought about the reason why everyone rescued me from the North Pole...
Kindness?
No, except for Sister Xusu, none of them know that I am Ye Crow.
Is it the same as me that night in Beijing, the selfishness of not wanting to see someone around me die and having my daily life shattered...?
Probably not.
It wasn't until recently that I slowly understood...
Just because I am a member of the night bureau.
After taking a look at the two unconscious figures and the direction of the control room, Fangran turned and walked upstairs towards the room where he was just now.
It's like going to do something very important and rearrange your suit.
It's different from family affection, love, or friendship, but like Qing Ning's rightful words, "Of course I'll help you."
The 'bond' born simply from the night-time connection may be what my brother wanted to tell me on the plane.
I'm not alone.
Recalling Jota's final resolute look just now, the moment he realized this, he thought that the current situation must not be his own efforts.
I don’t know why I feel happy from the bottom of my heart,
The curve of the chuckle at the corner of his mouth widened uncontrollably, and his mood was so light that he wanted to fly. Fangran pushed open the door of the interview room just now,
Seeing that Klim and Tang Bing looked nervous for some reason, they immediately looked at him.
"Huh? What's wrong?"
At the moment when he asked with a strange chuckle, Fangran suddenly sensed the breath of the wind elf, and across a long distance, Osphia's shout of unknown amount of magic energy was consumed in his ears.
"Fang...! Hurry...get out of there! This is a trap!!!"
The moment when the eyes are stagnant,
The restriction ring suddenly surrounded Fangran's body, and physical suppression and mental interference took effect at the same time!
Spatial fluctuations suddenly appeared in this room, and after beams of light lit up one after another, seven B-level figures appeared in front of his eyes!
