The Final Future

Ten Years Later.

Mu Sicheng sits on the curb with one hand on his skateboard, holding a cone and licking it, looking at the entertainment news on the big screen in the shopping mall across the street-[Nine-year-old child prodigy Liu Jiayi is already in middle school, and his parents, both highly educated, admit that the child was born with it, and has no know-how to cultivate it].

"Tsk." Mu Sicheng narrowed his eyes and spat, "In this world of inside scrolls, you start reading at the age of three."

"Fourth Brother!" Liu Huai comes over with a bag of fried chicken, sweaty, handing Mu Sicheng a bottle of coke, "You want coke, fried chicken for dinner?"

"Didn't I tell you not to buy fried chicken?" Mu Sicheng said with some displeasure.

"You invited me to eat fried chicken before, I thought that I hadn't been able to treat you back, so ...... " Liu Huai scratched his head, he carefully glanced at Mu Sicheng, "Fourth brother, you're not happy ah? "

"Not to." Mu Sicheng took the bag, two fingers to clip out a mouthful of gripping a dispensable bite, and then turned his head a little fierce white Liu Huai glance, "I told you not to remember this kind of account."

"Are you going to buy a kidney to return my favor the next time I give you something expensive?"

"...... How is the matter of your father going?" Mu Sicheng saw that Liu Huai was still arguing with himself about the topic that they had argued about countless times, and impatiently interrupted, digressing from the topic, "Did you win the lawsuit against that domestic violence offender?"

"It's being fought, and although it's a bit difficult to gather evidence, folks are very willing to come out and testify." Liu Huai smiled coyly, "So it's going pretty well."

"Four, still skateboarding?"

Mu Sicheng sat up from the bench, he threw the empty Coke can in a shooting position into the trash can, then clapped his hands proudly, "Back to it."

"It's time for finals, go back and study, you draw me the highlights, I basically didn't listen much in class, I don't know how these teachers can speak so hypnotically ......"

"...... Fourth Brother, don't blame the teacher if you're sleepy yourself, right, you still need to listen well in the major class ......"

Liu Huai said, turned back to look at Liu Jiayi on the big screen in the commercial street, he was in a trance for a moment, Mu Sicheng followed his gaze and raised his eyebrows, "Speaking of which, this prodigy and you have the same surname eh, five hundred years ago it was a family, right, you're good at studying, she's good at studying, and her face looks familiar. "

"It feels like your sister."

"A brother like me, how can I have such an awesome sister?" Liu Huai laughs well, he looks with some sighs to the big screen wearing a small skirt, decently accepting media interviews Liu Jiayi, "But I do have some kinship with her, she is my cousin's daughter, when her mother went to college, was originally called by my father to come to come to me for tutoring, but I was beaten up by my father at that time was really too bad, and he did what I was afraid."

"I was afraid she'd get beat up when she came over as well, and I really didn't want to study, so then it was over."

"My cousin is very smart, and her daughter is really outstanding as well." Liu Huai smiled very gently as he looked at Liu Jiayi, "I have an eye for Jiayi, and I always feel that she and I might really be brother and sister in one life."

"But still, it's not better."

Liu Huai smiled with arched eyebrows, "Otherwise as my sister, she would have to suffer a lot."

Mu Sicheng was just about to say something when his phone rang, he looked down and saw - [Caller: Yuan Qingqing]

He paused for a moment before picking up, "Hello?"

"Hello? Mr. Mu Sicheng." Yuan Qingqing's voice was as serious as ever, "This Saturday at six p.m. the class will have a potluck dinner, the visiting guests currently total thirty-six, and you are cordially invited to come over and participate."

Mu Sicheng spat while speechless what kind of business invitation tone is this, "...... Didn't we just get together last month, and again this month?"

"This month is the class teacher's 60th birthday, so everyone is gathering to celebrate the teacher's birthday." Yuan Qingqing explained seriously, "I've looked at the exam schedule of your institution, you have an exam next week, right? If it's urgent and you need to review, I'll help you explain to the teacher, so you don't have to get together at this point, when the time comes you'll congratulate the teacher individually, and it's the same when the thought arrives."

"...... I'm almost done reviewing, it's not like I can't go." Mu Sicheng's toes stomped twice on his skateboard and asked in a twisted voice, "Are you bringing family?"

Yuan Qingqing was dry and sharp: "Bring, he's coming with me."

Mu Sicheng was in a twisted silence for a minute, fuming, "He's a man, why is he so clingy! He has to go with you for everything, can't he give you some personal space!"

"......?" Yuan Qingqing Confused, "He's with me, what's wrong?"

Mu Sicheng takes a deep breath, "It's nothing, I'll be there when I get there, so please let me know."

He paused, "Squad leader."

"It's what I should do." Yuan Qingqing instructed one more time, "Be here for dinner on Saturday, remember to study more and don't fail your classes."

Mu Sicheng hung up the phone, squatted down, repeatedly pushed the skateboard twice, the whole fell into a kind of meaty emo, next to Liu Huai sympathetically patted Mu Sicheng's shoulder, he has been accustomed to the other party this kind of intermittent loss of love state.

"Learn to let go, Fourth Brother."

Mu Sicheng got up, clipped on his skateboard with fury, and pointed ahead, "Go, go back and review!"

A group of tall, well-trained men in civilian clothes collected their momentum and walked past Mu Sicheng, the man in the lead had dark blue eyes, he stared solemnly ahead, another man's voice came from his headset:

"Team Tang, the heretics have entered the mall, we've cleared out the movie theater of visitors, and the rear infiltration team has cooperated."

Tang Er hit a deep breath, "The front team is also ready to collect ...... anytime"

The mall in front of him suddenly erupted in a flurry of activity, and Tang Er hit with a glare, instantly rushing in and then glaring at Cen Buming, who had already finished sheltering the heretic.

Tang Er beat down his eyes to glance at the box of heresy being stepped on by Cen Buming, grinding his back teeth before barely holding down his temper and speaking, "That seems to be the heresy we've been staring at, Team Cen."

"Uh-huh." Cen Buming gave a slightly cold nod, "Sheltered you, no thanks."

Tang Er fight took a deep breath as he raised those untamed dark blue eyes and rolled up his sleeves, revealing a bit of inappropriate aggression.

Su Yang on the other end also saw the situation, he had two big heads and was helpless to discourage, "Team Tang, calm down!"

"Don't start a fight with Team Sham in public!"

"It's okay to have a confrontation when it's not in a public place, isn't it?" Tang Er hit his gaze obscurely at Cen Buming's back as he returned triumphantly with the heretic, "Can I just barricade him in a cubicle in the Heresy Handling Bureau and beat him up?"

"If you want to get chipped by Fang." Su Yang sighs helplessly.

Tang Er's back stiffened when he enquired about the name Squad.

"Team Fang just beat both of you up last time because of your two fights." Su Yang held his forehead, "It's only been a week, right, Team Tang, none of the injuries on your body have healed yet, right?"

"Cen Buming's injuries haven't healed either, and he's taking the initiative to cause trouble!" Tang Er fight full of anger, "have said that the field mission to be divided into three detachments part, with the same as robbing his rice bowl, crazy to come to rob the field mission assigned to us, he has a disease?!"

"It's not like taking in one more heretic is going to give him a penny more!"

In the meantime, above the mall.

Mu Ke was dressed exquisitely and neatly as he propped himself against the fence, dropping his long eyelashes as he watched the Heresy Disposal Bureau members come and go in the mall, his tone cold, "Who is that?"

"Why do you say let's shut down the mall just to shut it down?"

"Some people from special departments." Guan Jia explained with a cold sweat on his head, wondering in his heart how this young master with a volatile temperament suddenly had the nature to patrol the chain of shopping malls under his family's banner today, "It's a normal process."

"Oh yeah?" Mu Ke returned nonchalantly, his eyes dropping in boredom, "Fine, go back."

"I don't want to go to the party tonight."

Guan Jia was startled: "Young master, this can't be done, the master has been preparing for half a year for this banquet just to launch you as the Wood Family's heir!"

"The heir to the Mu family." Mu Ke gave a couple of imploring sneers, "That's not what he thought when I was in poor health."

Guan Jia sighed with a mixed heart and said periodically, "But aren't you getting better now."

"It must be a blessing from above that you have become healthy."

Mu Ke paused.

God forbid?

When he was unhealthy, he did want the position of heir to the Wood family very badly, but when he got better, he got everything he wanted, but he was extremely bored with everything he looked at.

--as if these things, were traded for the things that mattered most to him.

He was always irritable and empty inside.

Mu Ke was quiet, "I don't want to go to the party."

"Let his own bastard son come."

Frantic, Guan Jia followed Mu Ke's ass, and as he did so, he tried hard to discourage him: "You can't be so capricious, Mr. Mu ......".

Meanwhile, the Heresy Handling Bureau.

"You're also too capricious and presumptuous." Lu Yizhan, who was sitting inside the Heresy Authority, was also very speechless as he leaned against the wall with his chest clutched and looked at Cen Buming, who was healing in the medical room, and asked helplessly, "Why do you always go and rob the third team's heresy?"

Cen Buming purses his lips in a grimace.

Yu Fu in his white coat swept Cen Buming's eyes gently, "Tell me if it hurts?"

--and then a hard shot.

Lu Yizhan was so shocked that he looked at Cen Buming, whose face was just a little bit whiter, and sympathized with him, "Fang Dian hit you hard, why don't you listen?"

--And you messed with Fang Dian, and the metaphorical team was tough on you in therapy, so it's really a double whammy!

Lu Yizhan sighs, "Why are you so stubborn ......"

Cen Buming paused, "I just ......"

"I always felt that if I took in one less heretic, a lot of things would go wrong, and I had to take in a lot of heretics, non-stop, to make it work."

Seeing Lu Yizhan and Yu Fu both staring at him, Cen Buming pursed his lips and looked away, his voice stiffening, "...... Just some hunch of my own."

"I won't next time."

"There haven't been many heretics lately to the extent that we need our Cen team to be nervous to this point, right?" Yu Fu collected the healing instruments with a smile, "It's all within normal limits."

"It's true that the number of heretics was abnormally high before, but after a certain point, it became largely normal, and within the load of the Heretic Authority, while there are still a large number of red-level dangerous heretics-"

"--There are Fang Dian and Sheta, two humanoid weapons to deal with oh."

"Sheta?" Cen Buming frowned at the name, "I'm still not in favor of the Fang using him as a member of the Heresy intake."

"He's a heretic himself and prone to contamination, and even with a surveillance ring, there's no guarantee that he won't lose control altogether ......"

As he was saying this, Sheta, who wore a black surveillance ring around his neck the thickness of a small thumb, and was dressed in a Heretic Authority uniform and boots, walked through the doorway, he was elongated, and wore a kind of specialized black invisible eyes, but a silver-blue halo could still be seen peeking out from the edges of the pupils of his eyes, and there was a strange coldness and inhumanity to the man, even in his regulation uniform.

Perhaps because of her overly distinguished face, Sheta always looked cold and unpopular.

Even at the moment when he heard Cen Buming bad-mouthing him behind his back, Sheta's eyes didn't stray for a second, and she walked past the door to the medical room without looking away.

Cen Buming who was caught red-handed whispering : "......"

"Team Cen should still learn to handle coworker relations appropriately." Yu Fu smiled and joked, "This kind of behavior of badmouthing colleagues behind their backs is not desirable, oh, or else if you are heard again, you will one day be beaten up by your colleagues in a sack."

Cen Buming, who has already been beaten up by Tang Er with a sack: "......"

Sheta lowered her eyelashes and knocked gently on the door of the office of the Captain of the Ortho-Cross Inquisition.

Inside, Fang Dian quickly answered with a cheerful voice: "Sheta, isn't it? Come in!"

Sheta pushes the door and walks in, Wu Ruishu is guarding the desk, cradling his papers, pushes up his glasses in a formal manner, takes a bow to Sheta as a form of greeting, and then turns to Fang Dian and says, "The number of heretics has indeed been gradually returning to normal lately, nowhere near as many as before, I don't know what's going on, the current teams two and Team Two and Team Three's field teams are currently investigating."

"I see." Fang Dian nods as she takes the papers Wu Ruishu hands her and says with a smile, "Thanks for the hard work, I'll just read the rest myself."

Wu Ruishu blushed and waved his hands in excitement, "Not a hard square!"

"I... I'm going out first!"

He shied away as he walked past Sheta, and you could tell he was still a little scared.

"He's not quite used to working with you yet." Fang Dian puts down her papers with a smile and makes a sitting gesture to Sheta, "Are you used to working at the Heretic Authority?"

"Spades, or do you prefer the name Taville?"