perfect savior

Chapter 29 The Statue in the Subway
Time passed day by day. These days, Yucheng has undergone great changes.

The curfew started to be implemented. At first it was from [-]:[-] pm, but now it has been brought forward to [-]:[-] pm. Once the time comes, people are not allowed to go out unless necessary. Except for the power supply bureau, hospitals and clinics and other livelihood departments, all places must be closed on time, and the subway must also be closed. outage.

Even during the day, the streets are filled with plainclothes fighters, licensed to wear pistols at their waists and body armor under loose jackets, ready to respond to emergencies.

Zhang Changqian and others crossed half of China and arrived in Yucheng in early April. After quickly integrating the power of the Special Investigation Bureau in Shu, they began to formulate a detailed battle plan. From morning to night, the conference room was brightly lit.

Even without making any announcements, people living in Yucheng have been inexplicably depressed recently.

Storm is coming.

Xia Jinyan also felt the tense atmosphere in Yucheng. He is a person who can get the first prize in science in the metropolis. Naturally, he can see the frequent occurrence of geological disasters in recent years. The hidden truth may not be what the news media said. So simple.

However, he is too lazy to think about these issues now. His good brother is with the girl he has a crush on and is even going to get married soon. This incident hit him hard and made him desperate to escape from the city.

"Mr. Xia, you really don't think about it any more? It's easy to discuss the treatment..."

"No, principal." Xia Jinyan was wearing a white shirt with a gentle smile:

"I have considered it very clearly, principal, I am still young and hope to make a great cause."

"That's right." The principal, who was about to retire, sighed:

"Princeton Institute for Advanced Study...I didn't expect that you, an undergraduate, could apply for a place. Even visiting scholars usually require a doctorate."

Xia Jinyan smiled, but didn't answer.

As he said, as a cone in the bag, as long as he reveals a few ideas, there are not too many research institutions to accept him.

"Okay, Mr. Xia, I will approve your resignation, but the process is slow. During this time, you can go to class normally."

"Thank you."

Xia Jinyan left the principal's office with mixed feelings in his heart.

Forget it, it’s fine to leave, devote yourself to theoretical research, forget Tianzuo and Xue’er, let them go, and let yourself go.

On the afternoon of the day when he submitted his resignation letter, Xia Jinyan had a small problem in class. When solving problems on the blackboard, he subconsciously used advanced mathematical tools. The simple and efficient calculations left the students stunned. When I came over, the school bell had already rang.

"Xia Jinyan, oh Xia Jinyan, you actually delayed the lecture because of your own private affairs... Forget it, let's make it up tomorrow."

He pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose without dragging.

The curfew in Yucheng is strictly enforced. These underage students must go home before dark.

As usual, Xia Jinyan rode his bicycle back home, ate some leftovers at random, and then began to pack his things.

Once he goes, he doesn't know when he will return to China next time. Even if he leaves the Princeton Institute for Advanced Study in the future, he will most likely continue to study abroad. Xia Jinyan thinks about selling everything at home, There is only one empty house left.

However, the ringtone interrupted his thoughts, Xia Jinyan glanced at the caller's profile picture, and felt something was wrong in his heart.

Sure enough, the call was from the parent of a student in his class.

"Hello... Mr. Xia? My Yang Ting hasn't come back yet, did he go to school this afternoon? Ah? Oh, oh, okay, sorry to trouble you..."

After hanging up the phone, Xia Jinyan frowned and remained silent.

A student named Yang Ting hasn't returned home yet.

He glanced at the wall clock, it was 45:[-], and it was completely dark outside.

The lights in the big cities are brightly lit. It's really not a big deal if I haven't arrived home at this time.

But the recent situation in Yucheng, blind people can see that there is a problem.

Xia Jinyan sighed, pulled off the windbreaker from the hanger and put it on his body, went out, and began to search along the main road next to the school.

Teacher is a very strange profession. Even if you know that "you can't blame yourself for students' problems after school", you can't help worrying about students' accidents. Especially as a class teacher, you are almost equivalent to "half parents".

Even though a curfew is enforced these days, street lamps and other public lighting equipment have never been powered off at night, and they are even brighter than usual. It is very comfortable to blow the evening breeze at this time, but Xia Jinyan has no time to enjoy the "walking on a moonlit night" Romantic, just look intently along the street.

This search lasted for nearly an hour, when Xia Jinyan was far away from home, the phone rang again.

"Hey, is that Mr. Xia? Well, yes, our family Yang Ting went home, and this kid actually went out to eat skewers! Huh? What's your voice? Hey, baby, his father is afraid that Yang Ting won't have enough to eat, now I'm making fried meat for him..."

Xia Jinyan put down his phone dumbfounded, and planned to ask classmate Yang Ting tomorrow if his butt hurts.

Although it is best not to beat a child when he is older, he really deserves a beating if he dares to mess around in the context of a curfew.

It was already 42:8 in the evening, and there were still [-] minutes before the curfew. Xia Jinyan knew that walking back would definitely exceed the time limit, so he entered the subway station and took the last train home.

He trotted in, after all, at nine o'clock, even the subway would stop running.

The curfew is approaching, of course there are not many people in the subway at this time, there are only three or four passengers in a car, sitting scattered, all looking down and playing with their mobile phones, immersed in their own world.

Xia Jinyan leaned against the car window, and the subway started. After a brief acceleration, the tunnel lights were like thunder. In a trance, the young teacher suddenly felt very safe in the subway. At least, he knew where the destination was.

Unlike the upcoming journey, except for the word "Princeton", Xia Jinyan knew nothing about it.

hum-

Suddenly, a strange buzzing sound exploded in the subway, and the passengers subconsciously covered their ears, frowning and looking at the emergency button.

The alarm button... malfunctioned?

"No, it's not the sound of the buzzer!" Xia Jinyan straightened up, his back pressed against the thick inner wall of the car.

He looked left and right, involuntarily casting his eyes on the statue in the adjacent carriage.

It stands abruptly in the subway. It looks like a prince wielding a sword. The paint on the clothes is blue. It is not lifelike, but the workmanship is exquisite.

Xia Jinyan noticed this statue when he first got on the bus, but he didn't mind his own business, he just thought that the man who carried it into the subway really had the strength, he must be a strong man.

But now, looking at this statue, Xia Jinyan's feeling is getting worse and worse, as if being targeted by a poisonous snake in the jungle, his heart trembles and his muscles tense.

He wanted to stay away from that carriage, but in the next second, Xia Jinyan's footsteps stopped suddenly, and his heart almost missed a beat.

The statue prince suddenly moved.

It raised the sword high, and then slashed down heavily.

Boom!

The car started whining.

(End of this chapter)