2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

Zhang Xixue was fully dressed and sitting on the bed, with her long legs crossed and soft and melodious music coming from the black headphones hanging around her neck.

There was a faint sound of opening the door outside. After a few seconds, the door closed. The mother in the living room made no sound. It must be that he was back.

"Dong dong dong."

Three gentle knocks on the door.

Zhang Xixue put on her headphones and turned the music louder.

"Xixue, it's me!"

The shouts coming from outside were very familiar. Zhang Xixue took off her headphones again, her beautiful slender eyebrows slightly frowned.

"It's me, let's talk."

The young man's clear and mellow voice sounded again, accompanied by several knocks on the door.

"How could it be him......"

Zhang Xixue's eyes flashed with complicated expressions, she stood up, put on her slippers and walked toward the door.

After opening the door, she first glanced towards the living room outside, but did not see her parents, and then turned her gaze to someone who was standing slightly reserved outside.

"Come in first." Zhang Xixue stepped aside.

"Ah, ok." Yan Muyun smiled a little cautiously and walked into the room.

There are no stereotypical velvet dolls everywhere in a girl’s room, and there are no pink curtains or bedding. The overall color tone of this bedroom is white and black, clean and tidy. The bookshelf is filled with physical books that are rare in this era, most of which are criminal investigation or suspense themes.

"Sit anywhere you want." Zhang Xixue leaned against the door, folded her hands in front of her chest, and raised her chin slightly.

Yan Muyun looked around, then pulled out the chair in front of the desk and sat down obediently.

Zhang Xixue took a deep breath, her expression a little complicated: "You... know it?"

"I know everything I need to know." Yan Muyun nodded.

"How do you know?" Zhang Xixue asked softly.

She was very sure that he didn't see her face last night, otherwise there wouldn't be a scene where the other party had to dislocate his shoulder to install an information tracking device on her body.

Yan Muyun's reasoning ability is good, but if he can piece together the truth based on only those fragmentary information, it is still too outrageous.

However, what the other person said next stunned her:

"Your dad told me."

"My Father?"

"Your dad."

"Why?" Zhang Xixue's eyes widened. She couldn't figure out the connection between the two people.

Yan Muyun was silent and looked away, and after a long while he slowly spoke: "You should know, I was in a coma for thirty years due to an accident."

"Um."

"I just found out that your dad and I are actually high school classmates."

"High school classmate?" Zhang Xixue was originally leaning against the door, but subconsciously stood up straight: "I remember you studied in high school in Hunan..."

She stopped mid-sentence because she remembered that her father's native place was Hunan.

Students from the same high school in Hunan met thirty years later in Menxia City, thousands of miles away?

"What a coincidence." Yan Muyun grinned, showing eight big white teeth.

Zhang Xixue shook her head slightly, and her expression quickly returned to calm: "So?"

"So, as a classmate and a good friend, I think..." Yan Muyun's eyes were a little dodged, and he hesitated: "I have an obligation to... enlighten his daughter."

Zhang Xixue pursed her lips, and her tone became a little lower unconsciously: "It seems that in your heart now, I am just your friend's daughter, right?"

"Of course, we are also friends..."

Yan Muyun hurriedly tried to explain something, but was interrupted by the other party raising his hand.

"What do you want to enlighten me about?" Zhang Xixue said lightly.

"I think..." Yan Muyun looked a little confused, then took a deep breath and said with determination: "I think since your father has already settled the matter for you, there is no need for you to surrender or anything like that. Pointless."

Zhang Xixue seemed to know the other person for the first time. After frowning and sizing him up, she said, "That's not how you behaved last night."

"I wish I knew it was you..."

"If you had known it was me, you wouldn't have arrested me?" Zhang Xixue's voice gradually became colder: "Just because the 'punisher' is someone you know, are you going to let him go? If the 'punisher' If it weren’t for me, would you have arrested him together with your colleagues?”

Three consecutive questions left Yan Muyun speechless. After opening his mouth, nothing came out for a long time.

"To be honest, I didn't expect you to be such a person." Zhang Xixue had a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

"Objectively speaking, I actually admire the 'Punisher'. Regardless of whether he is you or not, I actually don't want to arrest him. Last night was just an accident. I specially took an information tracking device to find Su Tianyu. At that time I just want to catch the murderer, and when I feel anxious..."

"Stop talking." Zhang Xixue pressed her hands on her temples and rubbed them gently, her tone a little tired.

Yan Muyun closed his mouth when he saw this and stopped talking.

The two of them fell into silence at the same time, and the awkward atmosphere slowly rose up like a quagmire until it completely swallowed up the room.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Xixue took the initiative and said, "I don't seem qualified to criticize you. In fact, in your heart, you also think I have double standards, right?"

"Double standards?" Yan Muyun was stunned for a moment.

"Double standards mean..."

"No, no, no, I still know what double standards mean, I just don't know why you suddenly said that."

Zhang Xixue raised her head slightly to look at the other party, pursed her lips, and said, "Don't you think this is unfair to Zi Tong? His father is the leader of a black organization, but he was beaten by a man whose father was also from a black organization. People were killed in the name of judging crimes."

At this point, her eyes were in a trance for a moment: "What qualifications do I have to represent justice, and what qualifications do I have to judge him..."

"You compare your father to a guy like Zhang Zihao?" Yan Muyun's eyes widened, as if he felt incredible.

Zhang Xixue's eyes regained clarity and she looked at the other party calmly: "Is there any essential difference between them?"

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."

Yan Muyun was a little excited and stood up from his chair with a very serious expression: "Although they are both black organizations, the Dark River Society and the Black Umbrella are very different, and Zhang Zihao and your father are also very different. The former made They are all dirty and outrageous things that cannot be brought to light, but do you really know what your father has done?"

Zhang Xixue's face was expressionless: "Open underground casinos, provide venues for awakened people to fight, and make loan sharks..."

"No, no, no, don't limit your vision to these places."

Yan Muyun stretched out a finger and shook it, and his tone became lower-pitched: "You should know how chaotic the public security in Menxia City was more than 20 years ago. The Special Bureau and the Strange Investigation Division had just been established at that time. , various superpower crimes emerge in an endless stream, including robbery, theft, murder, organ and human trafficking... hundreds of cases are performed in this city every day, and these are just the cases that have been recorded."

Zhang Xixue looked down at the floor and said nothing.

"It was your father, Zhang Yu, or Zhang Feiyu, the black umbrella handle at that time, who fought against all odds and reached a cooperation with the government to jointly manage the city's public security."

Yan Muyun raised a finger and said in an excited tone: "Since that year, the crime rate in Menxia City has dropped off a cliff, while the detection rate of various superpower crimes has skyrocketed. Five years, only five years After that, the city’s security returned to the level before the Abyss Era!”

"Of course, the Special Branch and the Special Investigation Division are the main force in maintaining public security. But without the full cooperation and assistance of Black Umbrella, it would be difficult for these two new departments to have a chance to breathe."

Yan Muyun realized that he had gone too far and quickly added.

Zhang Xixue still didn't speak, just lowered her head, her long hair spread on both sides of her face, making it difficult to see the emotions in her eyes.

It looked like there was a chance, so Yan Muyun hurriedly struck while the iron was hot: "Actually, you and your father are completely carved from the same mold."

The girl raised her head slightly, with a confused expression.

"Of course, I'm not talking about appearance, but personality and the way you deal with things."

Yan Muyun smiled, waved his hand, and explained, "Both of you are the type who believe in 'just results'."

"The result is just?" Zhang Xixue asked softly.

"Yes, you don't care what means or procedures are used to achieve 'justice'. What you are pursuing is the result that is in line with your own understanding of justice."

"A policeman arrests a prisoner according to regular procedures, and the prisoner is then tried in court. This is procedural justice. However, since it is a procedure, there will be loopholes, and this loophole will sometimes lead to a verdict that is not in line with everyone's idea of ​​'justice.' "

"You will not hesitate to use any means to achieve 'justice' in your heart, and so does your father, and so does Black Umbrella. They don't care whether their means are legal in the eyes of outsiders, what they pursue through all their hard work is just the stability of this city. "

Yan Muyun's voice gradually became softer, and his voice was mellow and full of bewitching magnetism: "You and your father are the same kind of people, aren't you? Maybe you are more suitable to stay in the Black Umbrella instead of the police station, no? ?"

After saying this, he sat back on the chair, crossed his fingers on his chin, and looked at the girl at the door calmly and deeply.

Time passed slowly in the silent atmosphere.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe about half a minute, but Zhang Xixue finally made some movement and opened her lips lightly:

"Become yourself again... It makes me feel sick that you said those words with his face."

"Huh?" Yan Muyun sat up straight, seemingly not hearing what the other party said clearly, with a somewhat embarrassed expression on his face.

"I said, change back to yourself." Zhang Xixue raised her head, her eyes were like sharp blades, and her voice was cold.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, miss, I was wrong."

"Yan Muyun" was so frightened that he quickly raised his hands. The next moment, his face slowly squirmed like a slime, turning into a handsome and slightly evil young man with silver hair. His long silver hair was disheveled, and the left half of his face There is a scar from forehead to chin.