Chapter 1 Welcome Home

"I'm back, I'm back!"

"You're back, so you're back, what's with all the shouting?" Grandma's complaining voice came from the kitchen.

"You're back, so you're back, what's with all the shouting back?" Auntie, who was helping in the kitchen, echoed.

The sound of "dud dud dud" of chopping vegetables and a rich aroma wafted from the kitchen. Zhang Yuanqing smelled that Grandma was making beer duck, beer duck stewed in a pressure cooker, his childhood favorite.

According to his uncle, after the terrorist attack in Songhai, Grandma had been trying to contact him. When she found out that his phone number had become an empty number and he wasn't replying to messages, she was frightened and her eyes filled with tears.

No matter how his uncle and aunt comforted her, it was no use. In the end, his cousin, who worked in the Public Security Bureau, calmed Grandma down.

His cousin said, "They haven't found Yuanzi's body."

Afterwards, Zhang Yuanqing immediately contacted Grandma and told her that he had changed his phone number. After the terrorist attack, he had followed the rich woman, Guan Ya, into a government-prepared safe house. For security reasons, the signal there was blocked and no one could go out until order was restored.

Grandma knew that Guan Ya's identity was unusual. It was said that someone in her family was a high-ranking official in the court, so she believed her grandson's nonsense.

Zhang Yuanqing said that he was coming home for dinner today. Grandma complained, but secretly made his favorite dishes.

In the living room, Grandpa was watching the news. National TV was interviewing an expert with snow-white hair and a youthful face. The expert was said to be a hundred years old, but his skin was as delicate as a baby's. The expert claimed to be a big shot in the fields of biology and medicine, doing research quietly at the National Academy of Sciences. Because of the recent terrorist attacks, he had no choice but to show his face to the public, just to give the people some science.

"Actually, it's not as mysterious as the internet says, things like supermen, alien life, spiritual energy recovery, are all nonsense." The expert spoke with a heavy Ouyu accent.

"According to the research of the expert team, a new type of virus has been detected in the bodies of those terrorists. This virus will cause mutations in the human body, and also cause mutations in some animals. The body's immune system can withstand these viral attacks, thereby gaining some incredible power. Some groups cannot be immune, and will become delirious and attack the people around them."

It's the Zhu family's demigod…

Zhang Yuanqing took off his shoes, put on cotton slippers, and walked to the living room. The host of the TV station listened and asked in coordination, "What is this virus?"

The expert with snow-white hair and a youthful face shook his head and said, "Uncertain, it is a new type of virus. The only thing that can be determined is that it is an artificially cultivated virus. As for where the virus originated, it has not yet been found."

The host nodded repeatedly, and finally looked at the expert team and said, "Rumors stop with the wise, I hope everyone will look at this matter rationally, and deeply mourn our compatriots."

Zhang Yuanqing sat down next to Grandpa and found that the old man's expression was extremely solemn, and filled with deep worry, and he did not relax because of the expert's science.

His heart skipped a beat, and he deliberately said, "Grandpa, don't worry, this is just a virus, as long as a vaccine is developed, everything will be fine!"

Grandpa snorted coldly, "You know nothing!"

He turned his head and examined his grandson, "Are you injured?"

Zhang Yuanqing moved his muscles and bones, "What could happen to me? Those virus people just launched a terrorist attack, and Guan Ya and I went into the safe house."

Grandpa nodded in satisfaction, picked up his porcelain cup and went to the balcony to get water. As the warm water trickled in, Zhang Yuanqing clearly heard Grandpa's voice murmuring to himself: "How dare these people…"

Hearing this, Zhang Yuanqing was both surprised and not surprised. Public security officers maintain social order and participate in the front line of various heinous cases. It is impossible for them to know nothing about the existence of Lingjing Xingzhe, including his cousin.

During the terrorist attack at Pingtai Hospital, his cousin, Chen Yuanjun, had come into contact with evil professions.

As a police officer in the last century, Grandpa must have also come into contact with it, and knew that a group of people with superpowers existed, and also knew that these guys were subject to moral constraints, so he was a little puzzled.

"Brainwashing by the Zhu family's demigod doesn't seem to work well for people with strong will, or it can only take effect with repeated science popularization. At this stage, concealing the existence of Lingjing Xingzhe is the best option. If it can't be concealed, it doesn't matter if it's made public."

Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself, "At this time of life and death, who cares about whether the existence of Lingjing Xingzhe is exposed or not."

More than ten minutes later, the sound of busy work in the kitchen stopped, and Grandma and Auntie came out holding the dinner plates, arranging a table full of delicacies.

Grandma set out the bowls and chopsticks and urged, "You two hurry up and wash your hands, get ready to eat!"

Grandpa and Zhang Yuanqing went to the bathroom. At the dinner table, Zhang Yuanqing moved his chopsticks quickly, devouring the food like a whirlwind, expressing his nostalgia for Grandma's cooking with his actions.

Grandma was very satisfied, and said, "Didn't I tell you to bring Guan Ya back with you, where is she?"

"She was taken back to the capital by her family, saying that Songhai is not safe." Zhang Yuanqing敷衍ed casually, "She wanted to take me with her, but I couldn't bear to leave Grandma."

The cute little aunt with tears in her eyes glared at him. Zhang Yuanqing leaned his head over, but before his head could touch his aunt's fragrant shoulder, Grandma reached out and stopped him, pushing him away.

Grandma said worriedly, "I heard that only the capital is safe. The vaccine for this virus has not yet been developed. Maybe it will start spreading again in a while. It would be a good thing if you could go to the capital with Guan Ya."

"You know, the infected people all have superpowers and can flatten a building. There are so many high-rise buildings in Songhai, and if one is pushed down, a large area will die. There's no way to hide." Her words were full of dissatisfaction with this world.

The time when moral values disappeared was not long. Although Grandma's residential area was high-end, it was much worse than the real home in Songhai. The targets of evil professions were banks, public security bureaus, and wealthy areas. This residential area was lucky not to be affected.

"Grandma, don't worry, there are tall people to hold up the sky if it falls." Zhang Yuanqing comforted.

"Wait for your grandson to become the Lord of the Sun and save the world."

Grandpa snorted coldly, "The tall ones have all gone to the safe house, who will hold it up?"

"How could a cynical retired police officer like Grandpa give birth to an uncle like a slippery Void Hunter? Is Uncle mutated, or is Uncle not Grandma and Grandpa's biological son?"

Zhang Yuanqing complained in his heart, and he changed the subject, "Grandma, where's my cousin?"

"He hasn't been home for several days. With such a big incident, all the public security officers in Songhai have to work overtime. Your auntie goes to the Public Security Bureau to bring him food every day." Grandma's tone was extremely dissatisfied.

It was unclear whether she was dissatisfied that her grandson was working hard, or dissatisfied that her aunt was stealing her job of delivering food.

Kangyang District Public Security Bureau.

In a large conference room, Chen Yuanjun was floating in a sea of files with a dozen clerical staff. Everyone had dull eyes and serious dark circles.

The speed of reviewing files was slow and their expressions were dull. Outside in the office area, a large number of technicians were also working overtime to restore data.

In the disaster a few days ago, the circuit monitoring system and the public security system were destroyed by evil professions. The Songyang District Public Security Bureau also suffered an attack by evil professions. After paying a heavy price, they finally killed the enemy with the help of the special operations team's official Lingjing Xingzhe. However, the Public Security Bureau also suffered great damage. Among them, the electronic files were severely damaged.

Public security files are the original evidence for recording the actions of public security officers and various cases. They are the basic basis for judicial and criminal investigation and are crucial. Fortunately, the archive of the Public Security Bureau was not affected, and new electronic archives can be reorganized based on the paper archives.

Of course, the technical staff of the special operations team are also working hard to restore the electronic files.

Chen Yuanjun put down the paper file and rubbed his eyebrows tiredly. He couldn't hold on any longer and decided to take a rest.

In addition to restoring files, he also visited the families of victims in Kangyang District during the day, as well as claimed bodies and maintained order, which had long exhausted him physically and mentally.

At this time, a technician pushed the door open and shouted, "Help me find a file with the file number."

The clerical staff looked for the file according to the number. A few minutes later, a female clerical staff said in surprise, "No, there is no such file."

"No?" The technician was even more surprised, "How is this possible? If there is no paper file, what about the electronic file we restored?"

Chen Yuanjun, who was originally planning to go back to the office to rest, stopped and frowned, "What's wrong with this file?"

The technician replied, "That's right, Captain Chen, we restored a file, but it's incomplete, so we wanted to find the paper file to supplement it, but we didn't expect there to be no paper file."

As an experienced public security officer, Chen Yuanjun immediately heard something fishy. This situation is common when public security officers protect criminals.

He straightened his face and cheered up, "Take me to see it."

The file starting with W9 corresponds to the time D, which is 2019, that is, three years ago, not too long ago.

Leaving the conference room, Chen Yuanjun followed the technician to the office area and sat down in front of the computer.

The technician pointed to the computer screen: "That's it."

Chen Yuanjun stared at it. This was a missing person file form. The form was fragmented, only showing the information at the top.

Name: Lei Yibing.

Gender: Male.

Age: The following information such as place of origin, appearance characteristics, last appearance location, and missing time are all garbled.

Chen Yuanjun looked at this incomplete file and his blood slowly congealed. An indescribable chill surged into his heart.

"Lei Yibing, disappeared three years ago?"