One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

Zong Qingyun waited for the patrol team to pass by, went out from the darkness, and walked in one direction along the corner of the wall.

Finally he stopped in front of a dilapidated small building.

The whole small building was pitch-black and looked like no one lived in it.

However, there are many things hanging on the balcony of each floor of the small building.

Zong Qingyun looked up along the floors, and finally stopped on one of the floors.

That floor was empty, with nothing hanging on it, as if no one had lived in it for a long time.

-

In the early morning, City 13 gradually wakes up, and people start a new day of life.

Some people rushed to the place of work, some people said they were going out of the city in groups, and some people walked slowly to the trading center.

Although life was difficult for everyone, none of them gave up hope.

"Young man, what are you doing squatting here?"

Zong Qingyun didn't know when he fell asleep, so he stood up against the wall.

There was a door standing at the door of the next room, looking at him warily.

Zong Qingyun raised his head, that face that was too white made the uncle stunned for a moment.

How did this boy look so good-looking!

Zong Qingyun nodded slightly, and asked politely, "I want to ask someone who lived here before."

The young man looked exquisite and polite, so the uncle was much less vigilant.

The uncle glanced at the dusty door, "There was no one living here when I came here. It must have been seven or eight years... Old lady, there is no one living next door, right?"

The uncle turned his head and asked loudly inside.

"No."

Following this answer, another aunt appeared at the door.

"Who are you talking to..." The aunt poked her head out and saw the delicate-looking boy, slightly surprised.

In City No. 13, there was such a fair boy.

Most humans can't resist pretty things.

Zong Qingyun is not very old, looking like their grandson, both of them couldn't help liking him.

"No one lives next door. It's been almost eight years since we moved here. If someone lives here, I'll know."

The aunt brought Zong Qingyun some food and water, and invited him into the house.

Zong Qingyun was reluctant to go in at first, out of consideration for them.

Who knows that people say that if they are poor and white, they also stutter, and they have nothing to look forward to.

"People who lived here before, have you heard of it?"

"No." The aunt shook her head.

The aunt thought for a while, and then said: "However... it seems that every year a young man will come over and stand at the door in the middle of the night without going in. It's scary."

The uncle also echoed: "When you say that, I also remember that one year there was a man standing at the door next door. I asked him what he was doing, but he turned around and left."

Zong Qingyun's tone slightly increased: "What does it look like?"

The two looked at me and I looked at you, shaking their heads at the same time.

Uncle: "So you are family?"

Zong Qingyun shook his head. He looked down at the shabby tabletop, not knowing what he was thinking.

-

Zong Qingyun bid farewell to the enthusiastic uncle and aunt, and came out from the small building.

It was already afternoon.

There were quite a few people on the street. Before Zong Qingyun came out, the aunt forced a mask into him and told him to wear it.

City No. 13 is under construction everywhere, and the dust is heavy, so there are quite a few people wearing masks, so he doesn't look obtrusive.

Zong Qingyun followed the flow of people.

I don't know if she will find me...

Zong Qingyun shook her head, not thinking about Lingqiong.

He walked aimlessly, not knowing where he was going.

Zong Qingyun's shoulder was hit by someone, his foot slipped, and the injured part began to hurt densely.

But the person who bumped into him ran forward quickly, making all the fuss jump.

"catch him!"

Someone in the crowd caught up and quickly passed him.

The person at the front was tripped and knocked to the ground, and the people behind caught up, forming a circle among the spectators for a while.

Zong Qingyun is not interested in these excitement.

However, just as he was about to leave, several cars came by on the street.

The people in the car got off, and the noisy crowd fell silent instantly.

Zong Qingyun's eyes fell on the person in front.

If Ling Qiong was here, she would recognize that it was the young man she had seen when she came out from Madam Ren.

Zong Qingyun subconsciously took two steps there, but quickly stopped and hid in the shadow beside her.

Almost at the same time, the young man turned his head to look at him.

Zong Qingyun leaned against the rough wall, and the coolness rushed from the soles of his feet to his forehead.

"Captain, it's a thief, it's been resolved."

The young man withdrew his gaze and returned to the car: "Let's go."

The convoy drifted away.

Zong Qingyun came out of the shadows, looked at the convoy going away, there seemed to be a dark tide surging in his eyes.

-

It took Zong Qingyun a lot of time to figure out the identity of the young man.

He is Mrs. Ren's right-hand man, in charge of the safety of City 13.

He has not been with Mrs. Ren the longest, but Mrs. Ren trusts him extremely.

Many things Mrs. Ren couldn't do, he did.

Some people even said that he was Mrs. Ren's illegitimate son.

His name is Ren Zisheng.

Zong Qingyun observed outside the Consul General's Office for a long time, making sure that what the people outside said was true.

-

"That baby of yours is squatting outside the consul general's office." Qian Zhaozhao shared the news with Ling Qiong, "You don't worry about him being arrested."

Such a big baby!

How could she let it go with such confidence!

Ling Qiong didn't care at all, "What is he doing outside the consul general's office?"

Qian Zhaozhao: "It seems to be stalking."

"Who are you staring at?"

Qian Zhaozhao said he didn't know.

Ling Qiong pondered for a while, and used the pocket money she had saved to get a card, and then went to the general consul's office.

When she went, she didn't find Zong Qingyun.

Lingqiong thought Zong Qingyun had already left.

Who knew that half an hour later, Zong Qingyun would appear.

If she hadn't been familiar with her own cub, who would have thought that this rustic person would be the little treasure she held in her hands!

Why bother! !

Such a waste of myself! !

Ling Qiong was heartbroken to death.

Her cub should be clean and beautiful! !

Zong Qingyun didn't find Ling Qiong, so he found a place to squat down by himself, staring at the gate of the general consul's office.

From time to time, there are cars coming in and out, and people on business coming and going.

But Zong Qingyun didn't have any special reaction, and looked at the gate like a sculpture.

Ling Qiong was curious who he was staring at, and waited patiently.

This time it was dusk.

People on the street began to pack up and prepare to go back, and it would be a bit awkward to wait any longer.

Zong Qingyun obviously found out and was about to leave.

At this moment, several cars came from outside the city.

Ling Qiong saw Zong Qingyun obviously stop, staring at one of the cars.

The rear window of that car was open, and a young man was sitting inside.

"parking!"

The young man scolded.

He got out of the car and went straight to where Zong Qingyun was.

Zong Qingyun was visibly startled, and turned around to squeeze into the crowd.

——Every krypton is empty——

Monthly pass, my dears! ! Go, go, go! ! double! !