Son of the Tower

Chapter 106 Happy Birthday
"These two kids are really too much!"

The military representatives quickly came to the door. Although they couldn't find anything at the scene, they couldn't hold back the large number of people. In addition, Ms. Celine went to the suburbs to pull people without hiding it. After confirming the landing place of the intruder After that, the lieutenant colonel of the military chose to rush forward.

Of course, after knowing that it was a child less than 14 years old and his omnic companion who invaded the warehouse, the expression on the face of this very ferocious-looking big bear man softened somewhat.

Then, when he heard about the identity of Mars' father, the ferocity on the big bear's face disappeared.

"Is it his child? Really, I won't be so fierce if I know it's that guy's child." The big bear patted Mars on the head with a smile: "If you want that night vision device, take it Let's play."

"Then do I still have to thank you on behalf of the tower?" The instructor who had just returned to the tower pushed the door and entered.

The big bear disappeared, and what appeared in front of Mars was an oversized baby bear: "Mentor, what are you kidding?"

Big Bear squatted there, smiling very awkwardly: "Didn't I say that the father of this child almost became my junior brother? If he enters the tower or serves in the southern Thai army, there will be nothing later."

"Everyone has his own aspirations, in the tower, in the military, in the police force, as long as he is willing to serve this land, he is a good boy." Mars looked at his mentor with a smile and tapped Big Bear's forehead with his finger, and the latter smiled It was exaggerated: "Look, General Zhang found traces and said that since the apprentices of the tower did this, let me talk about it."

"Xiao Zhang also has intentions, but this time, why do you want to go to the warehouse, Mars?"

"I want to find contraband and then destroy them. I need to let the villains of the Dead Eye know what pain is before they die." Since everyone is his own, Mars is also stingy about telling his purpose.

"Then you should go to the warehouse in District 2000, but you are late. After Chris Val was shot, the police officers of the North Headquarters accidentally discovered the delivery list in the warehouse in District [-] from his secret room. Dead eyes Now the team has to throw out several unlucky eggs to cut with Chris Val." Having said this, the sage walked up to Mars and hugged Mars with a smile: "Well done, boy, you let I understand that among mortals there are really children who are in the dark and their hearts are bright, and yes, chaos has not come for [-] years, and the darkness that people are facing now can be resisted by the human heart."

"I just feel that I and he are the same kind of people. Since I haven't sunk, what if he doesn't either." Mars rubbed the tip of his nose, and he felt a little embarrassed by the compliment from his mentor.

"Okay, there are quite a few names on your list. Those guys entered the North Headquarters. The best ending is to live in prison until the end of their lives." Speaking of this, the instructor patted Mars' shoulder: "Organization is your advantage, now, continue your hunting."

"Yes, mentor." Mars nodded.

"It's a good boy. Things are over here. Do you have any idea of ​​entering the military? Boy, become a soldier and serve southern Thailand. Our army has been fighting for the people since [-] years ago." Big Bear Looking at Mars with a smile on his face.

But the instructor patted him on the head lightly: "Enough, he is just a child, when will you start to operate like scouts."

The big bear who was slapped smiled awkwardly.

Mars also smiled: "Serving this land regardless of origin, regardless of location, is that right?"

"Well... yes, yes." Big Bear smiled weakly under the mentor's death gaze.

"Okay, Mars, you can go." The instructor chased away people, obviously he had something to say to the big bear, so Mars also chose to retreat.

After leaving the scene, Mars saw Meng Zou squatting in the corridor outside.

"That big bear didn't do anything to you, did it?"

"No." Mars walked towards the exit.

"Where are we going?" Meng Zou followed Mars.

"Meet my father," Myers replied.

So Meng Zou immediately quieted down.

After leaving the administrative center, Mars got into the car that he came back from. After setting the route, he picked up a novel from the small cabinet inside the car door.

Meng Zou also changed from the hustle and bustle of the past, the car parked in the parking space at the workshop, and Mars took Meng Zou to the [-]th district by bus.

This is the exclusive cemetery for police officers and soldiers in New Hangzhou, where all the remains of police officers and soldiers that can be found since the era of great destruction are buried here, as well as their relatives of course.Therefore, the entire area here is a very large cemetery group. There are no citizens living in the entire [-]th District except for the gravekeepers. The Lower Twenty, the real New Town.

After getting off the tram, Mars took Meng Zou around, and then scanned the QR code to take a small bouquet of flowers. There is very strict security here, which is why Mars had to take the tram and use surgery to change his appearance to come here. The reason—look, you, Xiaokai from Westland, which family's dead ghost are you here to see.

If it is seen by relevant people, this will be a fatal flaw.

Following the information given by the instructor, Mars went all the way up the steps on the top of the seventh hill. Among the independent tombstones on the top of the mountain, Mars slowed down—because he saw several people standing in front of his target. Middle-aged men in police uniforms, they were packing their things and looked like they wanted to leave.

There is a young policeman, who looks like a very obvious Xilubei, and he is helping to carry the bucket.

... So someone still remembers you, father.

Mars stood on the grave of another big cat, waiting for the officers to leave before he walked to the resting place of his real father.

There is a holographic imager on the stele, which projects a Pantheo cat person who is somewhat similar to Mars.

The tombstone reads - he was a loyal warrior, a fearless guard, a comrade who left us early, may we never fail his sacrifice.

There was no usual name on the tombstone, but Mars knew it was his father, everything an undercover agent should have.

Except without his real name, as the story goes, he gave his all for a bright future, a future without him.

Squatting in front of the tombstone, Mars took out the cigarette case from the bag he had prepared a long time ago, and put it together with the lighter in front of the tombstone.

Mars doesn't smoke, he saw his father smoked it when he was very young, New Hangzhou cigarettes, very cheap cigarettes, I don't know why his father likes to smoke it, but this is a gift Mars prepared for his father, this year is the first time, Presumably every year in the future... there will be another box.

Looking at his father on the hologram, Myers sighed. His father was a police officer, but he lived like a villain when he was still alive. He always told Myers that if he was a police officer, he would be a good man... ...He is indeed a good man, but Myers doesn't think his father is a good man, because as a police officer, he can't even be a good father. He has been lying to Myers and his only child.

For his career, it's not a bad thing for a man to be ambitious, but... forget it.

Mars stood up, and went as soon as some things passed, but who would know that when Mars was very young, what Mars wanted most was to be a thief, because such an identity is suitable for a middle-level son of a society. identity of.

But all of this changed that evening. His father fell into a pool of blood caused by the execution of members of the society. Mars tried his best to escape from the murderer. He struggled to survive in this city alone until half a year later. On a rainy night, he finally met his mentor and changed his fate.

And in the tower, Mars met a friend like Zhao Zhicheng, a pistachio like a pine cone, and Nirvana and Chun... Mars was not so much listening to Nirvana's words as repaying Nirvana's kindness. ...Without her smile, Mars would probably live in pain for the rest of his life.

For a short period of time, Mars thought of giving up revenge and living a good life, but at the moment when he saw his father's bones, Mars still found that he couldn't let go of the hatred in his heart. The bullet hole on his father's skull made Mars Si understood a truth, no matter how absurd, no matter how ridiculous, no matter how beautiful this world is...the villain should not be allowed to have a moment of retirement, otherwise all this would be too cruel for the innocent.

So Mars finally decided to take revenge, for his father, but also for himself...not for the innocent in the world, the Dead Eye Group is not qualified to be the enemy of all the innocents in the world, but as long as they are still alive, for them It is still too dangerous for innocent people in places where it can be irradiated.

Time to give back to these sinners this summer for the pain they inflict on themselves and others.

He patted the tombstone, and Mars took out a small silver wine jug, which Mr. Sadajiro left in the workshop. His father had never drunk alcohol in front of Mars, so he brought it here for him today. Father... Speaking of which, Mars only realized a truth in the last few weeks.

Drinking will make a slip of the tongue, but smoking will not.

So, maybe that's why the father likes to smoke but never drinks in front of his kids.

After pouring the wine on the ground in front of the tombstone, Mars put away the small flagon in silence.

"...Happy birthday, Dad." After speaking, Mars, the son of man, disappeared.

Because it was Mars who stood up as a hunter.

The hunt has just begun, old man, I will not accompany you, after all, there are still many prey that I need to hunt.

I, the Hunter's Child, will make every enemy repent in blood.

　I came back for dinner today, and I said squint...

　　It was ten o'clock.

　　I'm sure there won't be any more tonight, but I'm starting to write tomorrow's now, hoping to write more

　　
　
(End of this chapter)