Longmen Memoirs

Franka listened quietly. She raised her head and looked at Chen Mo. She seemed to have lost her energy and became a little lonely.

"What? I was hit." Chen Mo asked.

"No, it's just the first time I heard you talk about this in a serious tone...how should I put it, I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable." Franka retorted.

She suddenly didn't know how to face Chen Mo in front of her. Faced with an infected person, she subconsciously wanted to change this heavy topic.

"I thought……"

"You think I want to go back to Longmen because I can't get over the hurdle..." Chen Mo asked back: "That bastard Sfeldt told you some messy things. What he said, you must not go. Xin, those who engage in intelligence work are extremely dirty."

He lied again, as if he was used to lying.

Franka breathed a sigh of relief, as if she felt relieved.

"After leaving Black Steel, have you decided where to go, instructor?"

"I will leave Black Steel, but I didn't say it is now. Maybe I will come back that day." Chen Mo lifted his steps and walked up the steps on the river bank, Franka following behind him.

"As for after I leave, if nothing happens, I will go back to Longmen to solve some things. After that, let's take it one step at a time."

"Well, I've just started to have a crush on you." Franka raised her head and looked at Chen Mo on the steps, sighed, and said with regret.

"Just started?" Chen Mo made a rare joke.

"Of course, don't be stupid." She looked at Chen Mo like a fool, and said goodbye: "I'm not a Razer, and I'm not stupid enough to hook myself up just because of a little favor."

"Even if I really want to get married, I will find someone who is young, handsome and rich. You can barely get by with the first two. As for the latter, I won't mention it."

They walked up the steps and stood on the river bank. It seemed that it was time to say goodbye. Neither of them moved. Wolper's long skirt and hair were fluttering in the river wind, accompanied by the bright Colombian sky and the bustling city behind them.

"Is there anything you want me to bring to Miss Phi Beta Kappa?" Franka asked.

"There's no need to say that, she's not that fragile yet."

"If...I mean if, instructor, you are not infected with the Origin Stone, will you continue to stay in Black Steel?"

"If there really was the kind of what you said...I think I should have returned to Longmen many years ago instead of waiting until now."

Chen Mo turned around and faced the direction of the tall buildings in the city. He waved with his back to Franka and walked away.

"gone."

Franka watched his retreating figure until he disappeared from the end of her sight. That figure suddenly made people feel free and lonely.

Just like he came to a foreign country alone, he left alone.

The sky in Colombia is still clear, but the clear sky is always met with haze.

"Infected..."

Franka looked away and thought softly.

Is that why you always think of yourself as a person?No one can get too close.

She suddenly felt that she understood something, but she didn't seem to understand anything. She just turned her head and looked at the city in the distance, imagining its movement and prosperity.

She couldn't imagine the life after becoming an infected person. She felt that she seemed to understand the meaning of Chen Mo's words just now, because she had just lost a familiar friend and senior.

Even if she actually found out that she didn't know that person at all.

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In a certain room in the black steel building, someone looked at the retreating figure below.

"Leaving?" A voice sounded from behind.

"Well, let's go."

"If you're so worried, why don't you go down and see it in person? It's nothing to hide here and watch."

"What are you going down for? You can't stop him anyway." Sfeldt replied matter-of-factly, slowly putting down the telescope in his hand: "He had already decided to leave. Ever since he decided to reveal his identity as an infected person, he I will no longer stay at Black Steel.”

"Think about it, how old he was when he first came here, and so much time has passed in the blink of an eye," Sfeldt said.

"So I'm still worried."

"What's the use of worrying? He asked me to check some things." Sfeldt turned around and leaned on the window sill: "He knows that it doesn't make any difference to weigh one hundred and eighty pounds with me, so that's fine, I'll stay here. , maybe we can give him some help."

"whispering sound……"

"Didn't you force him to pay back the money?" Sfeldt asked.

"Forget it." The other party waved his hand impatiently: "I wrote a bunch of IOUs without thinking about it. I've already played this trick before."

After the other party finished speaking, he looked behind Sfeldt and at the figure retreating outside the window.

His lips moved, but he said nothing.

Footsteps sounded, carrying her lazy voice.

"I'm going back to the lab."

The door was opened and closed again.

When Sfeldt turned back, the figure below him was no longer there. He suddenly felt that his eyes were sore and his chest was clogged. He couldn't shed a single tear for a long time.

Maybe I have forgotten that feeling a long time ago.he thought.

What your friend said is right, brother. Whether you leave there or not, whether you admit it or not, you are no longer the same person you once were.

Now you are an infected person.

Now you have been separated from Longmen for ten years.

Your girl may have forgotten you, and you know very well that as an infected person, you have lost the future you once expected.

But even so, you still want to go back.

Go back and see for yourself what you know so well, so you can convince yourself to let it go and dive headfirst into the abyss of Kazdaele.

You never thought about catching anything, so you never thought about building something with others.

ps: You don’t think that the black steel coil is over like this, of course not.

ps2: To summarize briefly, you can see that Chen Mo's feelings for Tallulah are more indebted than longing for her. This is also the main reason why Chen Mo has always been brooding about her and triggered the subsequent main plot.

ps3: Then there is Franka. Poor Franka was deceived by several series of lies. The content below the black steel scroll is about Chen Mo’s deception and abduction career.

Chapter 38 Sargon’s Strange Team ([-])

Leave Colombia No. 14 days.

Sargon, Vaivan Alliance controlled area

The car was driving bumpily on the rugged road in the wilderness, and at the end of the sight was a desolate Gobi. Sargon was actually a primitive and backward area.

Of course, primitiveness and backwardness can also be called ancient mystery.

Residents with primitive lifestyles such as tribes and hunters are still maintained here, with the central institution of the empire as the center【/%

Any pasha has enough numbers to influence Colombian entrepreneurs on the stock exchange, which also means that Sargon has countless resources and wealth.

However, the primitive style of governance was destined to be loose and chaotic, with scuffles between royal chiefs and pashas turning a blind eye and indifference. Therefore, Sargon also became one of the most favored lands for mercenaries, arms dealers, and foreign forces.

In the past, this area was conquered by Victoria's powerful military, but now the former overlords are showing signs of decline. They even split off a new country called Colombia and are unable to do anything about it.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon when he arrived at the Black Steel Station. After four days of traveling into Sargon, Chen Mo finally arrived at a remote mining city called Valletta City.

Most of the cities in the Vaifan Alliance area are mining cities, because there are a large number of untapped mineral resources in the area controlled by the Vaifan tribe, which has become the main source of economy and way of life in the Vaifan Alliance.

The towering chimney is the tallest building except the city lord's palace. The monotonous sand color and scorching sun are the most common colors. The car body is stained with a lot of sand and dust, and even the field of vision feels dusty, let alone those with only a few The sand-colored rough earth buildings with reinforced concrete colors and simple wooden windows and doors all illustrate the poverty and backwardness of this place.

Most of the people living here are Vaifan, with a few other races mixed in. You can occasionally see a few businessmen dressed in different styles, most of them are film, maybe from Victoria or Colombia. After all, these two countries have great influence on Sargon. Most enthusiastic.

There are mercenaries wearing different uniforms. I can't tell which companies they are. If it's Sfeldt, I can probably tell some. However, there are also many small mercenary groups in Sargon. Most of them are just temporary formations to serve. A local lord, or working for the royal chieftain.

They usually receive hefty rewards, and these mercenary groups from all over the world or formed spontaneously are obviously more effective than the rudimentary local military armed forces.

Corresponding to the chaos and looseness, in addition to the cities and important nodes under the direct rule of lords and chiefs, Sargon is also popular with sand bandits who mainly focus on robbery, and wandering mercenaries have gradually turned into roaming bandit groups. This is the main target of mercenaries, and the main reason why city lords and lords are willing to pay remuneration.

Black Steel's station is in the westernmost part of the town.

A low three-story local building, the main body is made of rocks and sandstone, with a Middle Eastern look. Of course, the person in front of him is also dressed in the same color.

I met several operators on the way, all in a hurry. The atrium was filled with coded supply boxes, and the reserves were quite sufficient. The heavy raincloth blocked the harsh sunlight.

The hall inside seemed a bit messy, with a long table placed in the center. In addition to weapons and directory numbers, the most eye-catching thing on the table was the stacks of unfolded maps, but compared to the one with labels hanging on the wall in the front. Except for the large tactical map with coordinate points, there is still a big gap.

It felt like a military camp, or a staff headquarters, to Chen Mo.

The number of personnel cannot be said to be large. After all, it is just a station or office in a remote town. Of course, it is not small, because this is the largest and only mobile city nearby.

Chen Mo soon met the person in charge of this area, a tall Feilin with round yellow ears and a long tail with black spots on his back.

Probably a leopard, Chen Mo thought.

He introduced himself as Siman.

There are some messy documents on the desk in the office, some dark wall coverings with local customs, the skull of an unknown animal, the same simple wooden windows, and a rare chandelier in the memory of the wooden ceiling. The only thing that can be called modern may be The old fan in the corner.

"snake."

Chen Mo held the hand he extended.

"I know you, the above documents came down a few days ago, and I've been wondering when you would come over."

"I met Heigang's contact person in Panta City. He was originally going to come with me, but he ran into some trouble along the way." Chen Mo explained.

"Penta City, it's Hall, codenamed Rat. He's a very shrewd guy. He's half a native of Sargon."

Siman didn't have many pleasantries. After a few brief chats, he started to get to the point.

"As you can see, the situation here is not ideal. In fact, Black Steel has been short of manpower in this area. There are many bandits on the city's routes. They are the main targets. In addition to us, there are also other security guards The company has set up an office in this city, and you should be aware of Sargon’s ruling system.”

"I learned a lot on the way here."

"Then let me tell you straight. Our business is being squeezed out a bit now. The local lords seem to be interested in severing the contract with Black Steel and leaving it to other small security companies and private organizations because they are equally capable of doing the job compared to us. Dealing with banditry and attacks.”

"But you don't think highly of those people, right?"

"I don't think it's important. What's important is." Siman knocked on the corner of the table and said slowly: "They all have the same purpose as us, and the lord and the client also know our purpose very well. They are more They are willing to spend relatively less money to achieve the same results, and they don’t care about the risks and hidden dangers. Not many people here care about these, not black steel.”

The reputation and name of black steel need to be maintained. A good reputation and name mean reliability, but it also means a relatively high price, which is not an advantage for routine tasks.

"I don't think my arrival will solve this problem." Chen Mo shrugged.

"Of course, the fact that there is one more person and one less person in the current situation does not make much sense, but I have read your resume, and it says that you have rich experience and personal ability in handling special events, and we happen to be in There is something lacking in this area.”

He picked up a piece of paper and showed it to Chen Mo, then put it down again with some questioning.

"I don't think a person's value can be explained clearly by just the content on paper." Chen Mo glanced at the resume he held under his hand.

"But at least...it helps us understand something."

"I agree."

Siman nodded with satisfaction.

"It seems that at least the higher-ups didn't send me another newcomer who doesn't know anything this time. Otherwise, I would have to send you to the city wall to see what you can do, and then start teaching you the way of life here again. .”

"I think there is no need to make it so troublesome." Chen Mo replied, and then asked: "My appointment stated that I will be given a team."

Siman sat behind a simple desk. He was looking for something in the pile of documents on the desk. After a while, he picked up a folder and put it on the desk.

"Here are the personnel information for your team."

"Thank you."

Chen Mo reached for the document and unfolded it.

Siman's voice sounded again.

"Honestly, I don't know what the personnel at the headquarters are thinking about, but it may take a lot of effort for you to be the captain of this team."

Chen Mo closed the document out of courtesy.

"What do you say?"

"I don't know the specific situation very well, but the people above were all transferred here one after another not long ago." He pointed to the document in Chen Mo's hand: "I have met them a few times, just to talk about it. Personal abilities and professional qualities are very good, but you should know how troublesome it is to temporarily form a new team from unknown operators, let alone in a place like this. Sargon, I think except for newcomers, there should be no one Several operators are willing to stay here for a long time..."

"Unless something went wrong or some personal reasons." Chen Mo took over.

Siman spread his hands.