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Chapter 54 "Twelve"

"Ho! Ho! Ho!"

Wheezing, wheezing, so heavy...

It's me?

"Ho! Ho!"

In the end, what happened.

My head hurts, what is he talking about!
Father, yes, he is telling me about my father!

Yes, who the hell is he?
"You, who are you, why do you know about my father!"

Calm down, calm down Lin Man, calm down first at this time.

Now think again, what went wrong.

calm.

"me."

"I don't remember, I don't remember!"

Can respond to my questions and communicate!
but don't remember...

In this dream-like state, did the nervous system suffer any damage, or was it stimulated by something?

No, these things are not important, don't waste your energy thinking about these irrelevant issues!

Just like the processor of a computer, people’s reaction to things and cognitive ability to deal with events are also limited. At this time, I should concentrate on analyzing what he said and doing the right thing!

The deeply sunken eye sockets seem to have suffered a lot.

With a well-shaped chin and a high bridge of nose, he must have been very energetic when he was young.

"You know my father, don't you?"

nonsense!

But in order to ask something, you need to guide his emotions to a certain reasonable range.

To guarantee and give effective feedback to my questions, I can then ask him the answers I need.

"Yep."

Well, that's it, take your time.

"What is your relationship with him, as his son, what should I call you?"

It doesn’t really matter what the name is. The key is to reduce his attention. If he and my father really have a grudge or something, he may not tell me what the relationship between them is.

"Lancetalo, I'm coughing!"

Eyes slightly closed, are you remembering something?

"Take him to work..."

In other words, is my father's senior or something?
That is my senior?
He also belonged to the Alliance Navy before, not a regular combatant, at least a soldier, right?

This can also explain why his body is so strong, and in this way, it does seem to have a trained foundation here.

"senior."

For the time being, let's call him senior first.

If we can call out the title, our current relationship, which we met by chance, can go a little further.

In this way, what he might say to me will be more detailed, right?

"You call me, senior..."

I don't know why, but he seems to be unexpectedly satisfied with my address.

The head, which was not moving at first, was slowly lifted up again.

"Lan...Lanstalo, you, you forgive me!"

The gloomy eyes unexpectedly once again shone with miraculous light.

"No, cough cough!, you are Lin Man, you are his son...son."

"That should be, hehe, you should, you..."

"You, call me again, hey, call me again."

I can feel that the old man in front of me is trying his best to show his kindness, but unfortunately, that dry laughter can't convey the master's will competently.

Does he want to hear me call him senior?

There is a play!
"senior?"

"Hey, hey, hahaha, good, good!"

"Okay, you are Lancestalo too, you too, you should, haha ​​you should!"

Some ugly smiles kept echoing in my ears, and the originally lifeless atmosphere really came alive again.

"Senior, do you know who took my father away?"

Just when I finished speaking, his body suddenly shook slightly, and then he started to tremble slightly as if he had thought of something terrible.

What's going on here?
Is there something wrong with the so-called "they"?

"They, they..."

"They are all devils, they persecute us, they wantonly fish us..."

"No, no kid, don't get close to them, stay away from them, stay away, they are all crazy, crazy!"

For a moment, I couldn't tell who was the real madman.

"Then do they have names?"

It's better to find a way to see if we can know who "they" are.

"Devils, they are devils!"

The slightly trembling body implies inner fear and resistance to some memories that he does not want to be mentioned.

It is impossible for me to get a positive answer on this without getting his mental state into a more stable level.

I still have some L-isolimastamin, I want to give him...

No, if he is injected with such a tranquilizer now, whether he can wake up again is another matter, this medicine cannot be used!

Finally, he sighed and slowly let go of the syringe he was holding in his arms.

But what made me feel warm was that he was trying to persuade me to stay away from them.

Ugh……

No one is paying attention to us anymore, and the last onlookers also disappeared with the departure of Moral and Nalia.

Only the constantly flickering lights and the hustle and bustle of the crowd who were isolated for some reason gave this place a little lifelessness.

"Come on, sit here first."

Originally, I thought that I could finally communicate with him, but I didn't expect that as soon as this past was mentioned, he would fall into a strange state again.

After helping him up and walking a few steps, trying to calm him down from his convulsions, he helped him sit down on a chair.

Either the uncontrollable excitement, or the fear from the heart...

Gee!
Don't worry, take a look at the distance and relax your concentration!

Just thinking about it, I slowly raised my head, looking at the traffic vehicles passing by above my head, I still feel uneasy.

What should I do next? If he shows such resistance every time he asks me what I want to know, then there is no need for me to stay here any longer...

Still have to try again.

At least, at least he is my only chance now, no matter what, shouldn't I try my best to fight for it?

By the way, my mother!
It seems that he should also know about my mother's situation!

"Then you, do you know my mother?"

"Yes, hey, Jessica, Tanasa Jessica!"

Jesse...Kana, is this my mother's name? .

In a few months, it will be my 19th birthday.

But this is the first time I've heard my mother's name since I was growing up.

"She is very beautiful, very beautiful, really beautiful, hehe, you are very similar, very similar to her!"

is she beautiful

"She's also the best, hehe, pilot!"

pilot?
There was an ominous premonition looming in my heart.

"Then do you know where she...is now?"

"Jesscana is dead too, dead...cough, cough, cough! Dead!"

It was unexpectedly calm, and I didn't become emotionally fluctuated just because I heard the news of my mother's death.

Do you want to ask me if I feel bad?
Then I will definitely feel uncomfortable, but as a child who doesn't even know his mother's name and is used to a life where there is no mother, how much influence can it have on me at this time?
"She is also a poor person, a poor person! Hehe, they are all poor people!"

My questioning words, like a switch driving his emotions, constantly stimulated his capricious emotions.

I don't think this is a good thing.

Rather than venting himself loudly, he needs to stabilize his emotions to answer my questions.

But will venting out like this make him calm down slowly?

I don't know exactly what caused him to look like this, but it must be inextricably linked to the condemnation of myself and the helplessness of the tragedy that has happened for so many years.

Vented out, in the end will not be better?

"Then do you know how she died?"

Although I didn't think too much about this matter, it reminded me of my father's deep and sad eyes.

"...Dump, it's Dump, he used Lancestaloh as a threat, ahem! As a threat!"

Dump?
Blackmail?

with my father?
It should be a person's name!
Dump, although I don't know if he was the murderer of my mother, but he definitely played an important role in it!

"They forced Jessica, cough, cough cough!"

"Forcing her to die!"

In other words, they actually took my father away, and then let a man named Dump threaten my mother with my father?

"Oh, I, I persuaded her, I persuaded her! Ahem! It's not my fault!"

Then let her go to die!

Good, very good!
The old senior, who had calmed down a little, fell into a state of excitement again, and started talking nonsense like before.

"Yes, you have persuaded her, it's not your fault, it's not your fault!"

Although to be honest, talking to myself like this can indeed make me understand some things, but struggling so excitedly will indeed put a huge burden on his body.

Originally, I just thought he couldn't speak well, but now that I sat up, I realized that he was having trouble breathing.

"Ho, ho! Keke cough!"

His chest heaved violently, accompanied by obvious noises, and he kept breathing heavily to make himself more comfortable.

Maybe the lungs also have serious lesions, and his time may not be too long...

"Don't blame me, don't blame me, you don't blame me, don't you!"

"Okay, okay, I don't blame you!"

Things are already like this, if I blame it or not, what's the use?

And what he said, they forced my mother to die, they...

"Or those devils?"

"No, no, cough cough!"

"They're different, but ahem, the same!"

Not the same, but the same?
"They, they are all in the same group!"

"They're colluding and doing, cough cough cough cough cough cough!"

As if seeing the nightmare in his memory again, the already exhausted old man began to cough heart-piercingly.

"No, no, cough cough!"

(End of this chapter)