This world is terrible

When the lanterns come on, the East China Sea on a summer night is a peaceful and prosperous scene.

The lights are brilliant.

Neon flashes.

The noisy flow of people interweaves in the streets and alleys, and the endlessly rising skyscrapers set off the dark night.

Even the menacing "migratory birds" could not shake the noble lady's grace in the slightest.

"Thank you for your help, beautiful lady."

In the park in the center of the pedestrian street, a man politely thanked a girl.

As soon as this move came out, several of the girl's companions naturally started to boo.

This caused her to stop laughing in embarrassment, but she couldn't help but quietly look at the man's appearance with her peripheral vision.

Through the light of the colorful lanterns, the girl could clearly see the man's rather elegant clothes, as well as the watch and rings rippling on his hands... Unknowingly, she felt a little lost.

"Uh... I'm sorry, what did you just say?"

It wasn't until she was pinched by her companion that she suddenly came to her senses and felt a little embarrassed.

"Ah, it's okay, I just suddenly thought of a question."

The man didn't care and repeated again: "I heard you guys talk about Comic Con before. To be honest, I actually want to inquire about someone."

"Gao Yiyi..."

The man's voice trembled slightly for no reason: "Does any of you know her?"

"Gao Yiyi?"

The girl and her companion were stunned for a moment, and quickly got the information related to this name from their minds.

"Yes! It's her."

Seeing their suddenly enlightened expressions, the man's expression became more and more excited: "You should know the girl who appeared at the comic exhibition in the first half of the year, right? After all, Donghai is so small and in the same field and cultural circle, you should know each other well..."

He repeated it confidently, just for the next second.

"Feel sorry."

Several girls shook their heads: "We have indeed heard of the Gao Yiyi you are talking about, but we don't know her."

The man's excitement stopped suddenly and he calmed down: "What do you mean?"

Another person added: "Since the comic show in March, Gao Yiyi has not appeared again, and not only offline, but also online. The entire East China Sea otaku culture circle is almost crazy. I searched for her account, but the result was exactly the same as the reality. Maybe she didn’t socialize at all, and her appearance at the time was just a whim.”

"So that's it."

There was still the same smile on his face, but now it seemed that something inexplicable was missing, which made people feel a little strange.

After bidding farewell to the girls, the man stood there, his eyes falling on the shoulder of the girl he had found earlier, with an unknown light flashing in his eyes.

"Master of the house."

At this time, the sudden sound of human voices made the man's eyes calm again.

He turned around and looked under the shadow of the park. At this time, there was a middle-aged man who looked like a butler standing there, as if he was integrated with the surrounding environment.

"How long have you been here?"

The man turned his gaze and looked at the girl's shoulder again.

Only this time, he no longer had any emotions.

"I have been here since you asked Gao Yiyi."

The housekeeper looked at the gentle man in front of him, with a flash of hesitation in his eyes.

"Well, forget it."

The man said without looking back: "Uncle Tang, I have lost too much until today, so I don't want you to become an obstacle that I have to remove."

"……clear."

The housekeeper lowered his head and said, "Then please get in the car as soon as possible. Time waits for no one. The landing time of the 'migratory birds' is approaching, so my wife should be impatient." "Xiaoyue is quite impatient."

When talking about his first wife, the coldness in the man's words finally disappeared, and instead he spoke softly to himself as if comforting a little girl.

"Forget it, let's go, Uncle Tang."

He moved his regretful eyes away from the girl's back before and followed the housekeeper towards a stretch car.

"What a pity for a pair of beautiful shoulder blades..."

……

"DiDi! DiDi!"

On the side of Zhongcheng Avenue, Xiao Di was carrying a big bag and calling the driver.

At this time, eight hours had passed since Gao Yi sent the Morse code, and these eight hours were naturally eight urgent hours.

First, Gao Yi's guess was confirmed. Migratory Bird accelerated three times, completely overturning the weather bureau's estimated landing time and shortening three days to one day.

After that, it was Gao Yi's death words of course. No, Xiao Di visited the house several times and used various images to publicize safety knowledge to every household. At the same time, considering that his cousin was alone and had no one to take care of him, he simply tricked him back into his hometown. .

In this way, not only is it fully prepared, but at least it has no worries in the short term. It can also safely go to the landing place of "migratory birds" and collect typhoon information in advance.

"Brother, where are you going?"

A master saw Xiaodi and quickly rolled down the window.

"Master, go to Cuiyu Seaview Park!"

The humanoid flute opened the car door and jumped in. At the same time, he kept his eyes on the real-time route map on his mobile phone.

The path shows that this is where the "migratory birds" landed!

"Cuiyu Seaview Park? Brother, are you also going to chase the wind?"

The driver started the ignition skillfully, not forgetting to smoke a cigarette and chatting with the passengers in the back seat.

The scenery outside the window quickly receded, and Xiao Di finally managed to take a breath, took out the pancakes for dinner, and said curiously.

"What is chasing the wind?"

Forgive me, Xiao Di has only been in this world for less than a year, and she doesn’t know much about many terms outside of life.

"Well, to be precise, chasing the wind is actually a meteorological observation method. It records typhoon information on the spot and completes first-hand measurement data."

The driver opened the window a little to let the smell of smoke and seafood sauce dissipate: "But with the development of the times, there are also many amateurs involved in this work, some to make extra money, and some to find excitement. Brother, you Which one is it?"

"I?"

Xiao Di shook his head, obviously not prepared to answer the question. At this moment, the sound of crackling rain came from outside the taxi, quickly attracting their attention.

“How far out of the city are we, and it’s raining now?”

Xiao Di opened the car window, and suddenly there were sparse raindrops pouring into the car.

At the same time, several beams of bright white lights lit up behind themselves, and with the roar of the engine, they quickly overtook the taxis and filed forward.

"Look, those people are the so-called storm chasers."

The master calmly turned on the wiper blades: "It looks like it's from other regions, darling, it's an off-road vehicle, with reinforced alloy brackets, and it's even waterproof and sealed -"

"This thing is simply a mobile fortress in the storm."

Xiao Di looked at the increasing rain outside and said by mistake: "It could also be an iron coffin."

"Haha, yes."

The driver threw the half-finished cigarette out of the car window and smiled suddenly: "Well, my friend, I wish you good luck!"

boom--

In the thick mud-like darkness, a taxi broke away the rain curtain and drove towards the sea. (End of chapter)