death of hope

Chapter 108 "Corporate Warrior" (25) Homecoming

Michonne noticed that Lynch clenched his fists:
"what happened?"

"It's nothing, I'm working on my grip strength." He lied.

"Come on, you silly guy, you never learned to hide your feelings, everything you think is written on your face."

"You're pretty good at watching your face."

"Blind people can see that your eyebrows are frowned like two caterpillars. You are obviously sulking. You are angry that these bumpkins are enjoying their children's pensions in peace, aren't you?"

"Not at all." Lynch refused to admit it. It made him a little uncomfortable to be seen through his mind.

"Dude, don't worry about all that crap! You should take care of yourself.

The board of directors of the company is very satisfied with you. You have saved a research project worth tens of billions of dollars in this mission.

Among our veterans in the same period, apart from Papa Ron, you are the best!

Having a good reputation and stepping into the upper class with one foot is much better than us stinking soldiers, so there is no need to work so hard anymore!
Take off the stinky armor, put down the damn gun, walk out of the moldy dormitory, and enter the luxurious office building to be a high-ranking official and enjoy the blessings! "

Looking at the other party's sincere expression, Lynch knew that Michonne sincerely hoped that he would have a good life, so he sighed and said:
"It makes sense, Michonne, you are doing it for my own good, thank you, but I'm used to it, and I don't want to make any changes."

"You guys... are very weird. You have a tendency to self-destruct, and you don't know if you should say an ugly sentence..."

"It's all buddies, it doesn't matter."

"I suggest you see a psychiatrist. I'm a little scared to see you all alone in a daze, talking to yourself."

"I'm afraid that I'll suddenly go crazy and screw your heads off, right? Hahaha!" Lynch raised his thick eyebrows:
"I'm not smart, maybe I'm a bloodthirsty lunatic, rejected by most people, even so, you are willing to exercise with me."

Michonne laughed loudly: "Good buddies don't dislike it, we are brothers who were born and died on the battlefield!

At the Battle of the Kurist Ring,
You and Father Ron braved the snowstorm, stepped on the frozen soil, and took turns carrying me, who was injured and fainted, and walked 10 kilometers to the medical station. The blood on the fabric of our clothes was frozen together, and the nurse cut it with scissors for a long time Let's part! "

"Yeah, never forget."

Under the setting sun, two thick and hairy hands were held together, and Lynch sighed:
"I miss the days of war, pain and happiness...Those who have never been on the battlefield, who have not experienced life and death, will never understand."

After a period of discharge observation, the doctors finally let Lynch go.

The major gave him a two-month long vacation and suggested that he go on a trip to relax. His old comrades suggested that he stop living a sloppy single life and find a good girl to marry.

With his current financial strength, it is not impossible to marry a space stewardess or even a fashion model.

But he didn't accept these well-intentioned suggestions, and just wanted to continue his simple life.

On this day, Lynch packed the things in the dormitory and took them out of the base, and took a taxi to New Brisbane, the largest city on Planet Varnassus.

The core area of ​​New Brisbane's CBD has a population of 3000 million immigrants, the streets are bustling with people, most of them are employees of giant companies, and there is a thriving scene everywhere.

Row upon row of reinforced concrete skyscrapers, car horns blare non-stop. At night, hot air balloons project a giant holographic projection advertisement hundreds of meters high.

Even in the middle of the night, there is no peace, the roar of the high-end sports car engine of the drag racing party, the gunshots of gang members fighting, the disturbing music deliberately created by the electronic DJ, and the spitting and spitting quarrels and fights...

Because of these, Lynch is extremely disgusted with this impetuous environment of feasting and debauchery, and he likes the community with the smell of fireworks.

At this time last year, he bought a small apartment of 80 square meters in the most remote and darkest block in the old city.

The homeowners here were originally a couple addicted to C2K hallucinogenic stimulants. The house was confiscated by the bank because the loan was not paid, and it was auctioned publicly. Lynch was the one who won the bid. To be precise, he was the only one. one bid.

There are many reasons why no one wants the house. This apartment building is very dilapidated, the property management is useless, and the warranty for equipment damage takes a month before someone comes to repair it.
The law and order in the neighborhood is chaotic, and murders often occur. Coupled with the low purchasing power of residents, companies in larger business districts are reluctant to approach, and the economy of the entire neighborhood is sluggish.

When Lynch got out of the taxi, two homeless men sat on the high waterproof platform of the residential building, looking at him maliciously, their eyes searching for the location of the wallet on him.

Fortunately, they were afraid of Lynch's size and did not make a move, otherwise there would be two seriously injured people, or two corpses soon.

There was an old lady on the first floor who opened a grocery store.
Lynch handed out a banknote and wanted to buy a pack of cigarettes. At this moment, he remembered the doctor's warning that his lungs had been shot many times, and he had inhaled poisonous gas, so he could no longer withstand the torture of nicotine and tar.

"Auntie, no more cigarettes. I want a dozen toilet paper, two cans of detergent, one can of air freshener, and two bottles of distilled water. Put them in a shopping bag, thank you."

"Thank you for your patronage, a total of 12 yuan and 50 cents...

Sir, is there any small denomination banknotes, I can't find large ones, or electronic money payment is fine. "

"I'm not used to using electronic money, so don't look for it, auntie."

Lynch picked up the shopping bag and turned around to leave, leaving behind the old lady in the grocery store, holding a hundred-dollar bill in her hand, dazed in a daze.

When he first moved in, from the gossip of the neighbors, he knew that the old lady had a son who was not able to live up to expectations, and the family property was ruined by gambling, so he gave some help in this way.

Climbing the stairs to the fifth floor, putting down the shopping bag, Lynch habitually took out an automatic pistol,

Open the insurance, take out the key with your left hand and unscrew the door lock, and check carefully before you feel at ease.

I haven't been back for more than half a year, the house is full of dust, and there are dense cobwebs on the corners.
These white-fronted tall-footed spiders were bought by Lynch as pets. They were raised to deal with cockroaches, which were also invasive creatures. He preferred biological treatment to pesticides.

It has been unoccupied for a long time, and everything exudes a rancid musty smell. Even a rough guy like Lynch, who is so messy and casual, will inevitably have to clean up before he can live.

He took the detergent out of the shopping bag and put it on the table, then sat down to rest for a while,

The body is sunken in the soft sofa cushions, and the TV stations are all boring idol dramas and variety shows,
Switching to the nostalgic channel, the old black and white movie "Broken Blue Bridge" is playing, which suits his taste, and every line is a classic.

The tiredness faded a little, and he got up to inspect. The two potted flowers on the windowsill had died due to long-term neglect. Lynch took down the pots with apologies.

(End of this chapter)