Embers Ad Infinitum

Focas drove a bullet-proof cross-country, carrying his two children, all the way out of the Golden Apple District, through the Red Wolf District, and arrived at an ordinary-looking five-story apartment in the Green Olive District.

Not too far away from this apartment is the Ugo Hotel.

Focas parked the car in a nearby alley, carried his two children, and walked steadily into the apartment.

He did not go up, but went straight to the entrance of the basement.

There were two men in ordinary clothes guarding in the shadows.

When they saw Focas, they immediately clenched their fists and beat their heads lightly, without stopping.

Focas nodded slightly and pushed open the open door with his elbow.

Passing through a narrow corridor, Focas came to a hall.

At the end of the hall stood a stone statue. In front of the statue, there were rows of simple floor tiles.

At this moment, many people were already lying on these floors, with their eyes closed, as if they were sleeping.

Focas walked to the stone statue. On the way, he placed his two children on the empty floor.

This is actually hard to call floor paving. They are just stacked white sheets on the stone bricks in the hall. There is no essential difference from lying directly on the ground. They are very hard and very uncomfortable.

Sleeping on this is almost torture.

Finally, Focas came to the stone statue,

This statue is different from all its counterparts. Its face is not carved with facial features, but is inlaid with an ordinary mirror.

When Focas raised his head and looked at the head of the statue, he naturally saw himself.

He clenched his fist, punched his head lightly, and said in a deep voice:

"The true self will live forever."

After the salute, Focas turned his body, returned to his two children, found a simple bunk and lay down.

The hard touch tortured his waist and reminded him of the time.

Since his wife suffered from "intentional illness", and he, a nobleman, general, and awakened person at the "corridor of soul" level was unable to stop him, he could only watch, he joined the "True Self Church" who worshipped "Dawn". ", became a "dream-breaker."

After nearly a quarter of an hour, Focas closed his eyes and his breathing became rapid.

He passed out into a coma.

…………

Golden Apple District, inside the mansion of the inspector.

Alexander's butler led the visiting Cynthia into one of the living rooms.

Cynthia was twenty-seven or eighteen years old, tall, with long shiny flax hair and eyes of the same color that seemed to be talking.

Today, she is wearing a long black dress with exposed shoulders, a diamond necklace, a bracelet and a brooch. She looks noble and elegant, but there is nothing special about it.

"Your Excellency, Ombudsman." Cynthia looked at Alexander and saluted respectfully.

Then her gaze swept across the living room to check how many people were there.

"One..." This refers to Ombudsman Alexander.

"One..." Cynthia's gaze glided across Galoran's face.

"Two..." Cynthia glanced at the butler beside her.

"Three, four..." Cynthia saw the two guards who were in charge of protecting Alexander.

There are four people... She nodded slightly in her heart.

"Madam, what's the matter with you coming here so late?" Alexander cleared his throat and asked.

Cynthia looked around, hesitatingly said:

"Can you trouble them to wait outside the door?"

She often visited the Ombudsman’s residence and had a private relationship with Alexander. Such a suggestion is not excessive.

As one of the two giants of the "First City", Alexander himself is also capable of self-preservation.

Alexander frowned invisibly, hesitated for a moment and said:

"You go outside and guard."

He clearly ordered the housekeeper and guards, but his eyes were on his youngest daughter Galoran.

Galoran stood there calmly, as if he didn't feel his father's gaze.

At the same time, the housekeeper and the two guards walked out of the living room silently and softly.

The former closed the door very carefully, and then guarded the outside together with the two guards, not allowing anyone to approach.

Seeing this, Cynthia took two steps forward and said in a little panic and fear:

"Your Excellency the Ombudsman, the murderer of the citizen assembly bombing caught by the'Hand of Order' believes that the veteran of Varo is the man behind the scenes. General Gaius took the opportunity to summon all citizens in the city to a rally tomorrow morning.

"This, this reminds me of some bad rumors.

"Your Excellency, if you don't come forward to stop it, there will be turmoil in the city at first!"

While talking, Cynthia approached Alexander, trying to reach out and put her arm around the old man's arms to soothe her panic.

Alexander glanced sideways at his youngest daughter Galoran, then retracted his arm in a slightly embarrassing manner:

"Madam, don't be like this."

Before Cynthia responded, Alexander pointed to the coffee table in the living room:

"Madam, calm down, how about a cup of tea first?"

There were two cups of tea, one belonged to Alexander and the other one was drunk by Galoran.

Cynthia followed Alexander's fingers and looked over, and instinctively counted the cups of tea there:

"One cup, three cups... well, there are three cups of tea in all.

"Which two of the inspectors were chatting with here before?"

With many thoughts, Cynthia pursed her lip and said:

"Good, good."

Her lips are pinkish, pearly, and very attractive.

Alexander forced himself to withdraw his gaze and swallowed his saliva subconsciously.

He quickly greeted the housekeeper and asked him to bring another cup of tea.

At this time, Galoran had found a place to sit down, showing a state of being at ease, without the intention of leaving.

Soon, the butler brought a cup of black tea, and then gently exited the room with his hands and feet.

Cynthia picked up the cup and tried to take a sip, but because of the panic and horror remaining on her body, her hands trembled, and she accidentally knocked the tea cup over.

"Oh..." She quickly stood up, the clothes on her chest were already wet.

Alexander was a gentleman, and wanted to come forward to help, but he glanced at the wet part, then glanced at the little daughter next to him, and stopped by himself.

Cynthia was in a hurry for a while, seeing no one responds, so she took out the tissues miserably and wiped it herself.

"Your Excellency Inspector, look..." She wiped the clothes on her chest, thinking that she might have to go to the bathroom to deal with it.

Following the words "Look at", Alexander looked at Cynthia's chest, only to feel that there was a beautiful curve and an indescribable touch.

He suddenly felt that he was a little on fire, something was brewing rapidly in his heart, and it was about to boil.

But... Alexander turned his head to look at the little daughter Galoran who was sitting next to him, and couldn't help complaining about Cynthia in his heart:

Can't you just look at the occasion?

Why is it that no one else is the same here?

Alexander scowled and said in a deep voice:

"Madam, what you want to express, I already know that I will maintain the initial stability of the city.

"Okay, you can go back. It's easy to catch a cold when your clothes get wet."

Cynthia froze for a moment, until the butler was ordered to come in and ask her to leave, but her expression did not recover.

She has never seen such an Inspector Alexander!

When Cynthia's back disappeared at the door, Alexander turned around, looked at his little daughter Galoran, and frowned slightly:

"This is one of your abilities?"

Galoran answered very peacefully:

"Yes."

Alexander was silent for a while, and sighed long:

"You are completely different now from before."

Galoran smiled a little:

"You probably don't know what the price I paid."

"Huh?" Alexander made a questioning voice.

How can the price paid be casually stated?

Unless it is not easily targeted.

At this time, Galoran suddenly whispered "Blessed Life Immeasurable Heavenly Sovereign".

Then she said casually:

"character."

The price she paid was character.

…………

Red Giant Wolf area, inside the safe house prepared by the "Old Tune Team".

Long Yuehong looked at the gradually lit sky, and said with a sigh of relief:

"I thought there would be turmoil last night."

After all, Xiao Chong has taken such a terrifying existence ~www.readwn.com~ It is easy to cause excessive reactions.

In addition, the explosions made by the "old-tuned group" are also stimulating the sensitive nerves of everyone in the city.

"It seems that the strength and stability of the city were stronger than we thought at first. Those big guys should have been very busy last night." Jiang Baimian nodded in agreement, "For such a skyscraper, if it is not for the internal structure of the building, it will rely solely on external forces. , It is difficult to create turmoil."

Shang Jian Yao thought about it seriously, and said to Long Yuehong:

"You can say something more. For example, I made a genetic modification and only 175 meters, and my grades were average. For example, there should be no turmoil for us to take advantage of this time."

"Hey..." Long Yuehong was angry and funny.

Jiang Baimian glanced at Shang Jian Yao, sighed, and said in a serious tone:

"It's time for us to go out and get a radio transceiver."

They also have to pay attention to the development of this civic assembly.