Special Forces Medic

Chapter 1064 - 1035: Another Soul (1)

The flames bursting out from the director seemed intent on devouring the entire police station. On the rooftop of the building opposite, two people stood watching the chaotic scene below and the shooting flames, their dark eyes seemingly hesitating about something. The alarm sounded soon after, echoing in all directions, possibly to chase down the escaped prisoners. The distraction strategy wasn’t very sophisticated, but it was indeed a method. The key is, who brought the reporters here?

"Boss! It seems like it’s not just us this time." Troy energetically bounced beside him, apart from the bandages still wrapped around his neck, his limbs appeared lively and intact like new. "Is that Hua Qingyi really popular?"

Xiao Lin’s gaze was drawn to a small, distinct figure! "I saw the rainbow!" These were the words he heard the last time he met Hua Qingyi. From this height, he couldn’t see clearly, but the way that small figure clung to Meisai was incredibly similar to the rainbow; every action was identical.

"Troy, do you know who that child is? The one clinging to Meisai? He doesn’t look like someone from our department."

"I don’t know! Meisai isn’t married yet, can’t have a kid." Troy squatted at the edge, this building is three floors higher than the police station, making it a prime Sniper’s perch. Putting the director’s office so exposed here makes it a vulnerable target. "Boss, who do you think set fire to the cells?"

"It doesn’t matter who did it, as long as the goal is achieved!" Xiao Lin turned and left the rooftop, wanting to confirm the truth of something that had been troubling him deeply.

"You have something on your mind, is it that child? It couldn’t be..."

"No need to make blind guesses, tell the brothers to hide well, we can go home soon."

With this promise left behind, Xiao Lin abandoned Troy. Troy knew how fast Xiao Lin could move; if he didn’t want someone to catch up, they wouldn’t. So, Troy shrugged his shoulders and strolled leisurely down the street. Despite his lame leg, his face wasn’t too unpleasant to look at, possessing a unique charm, or rather manliness. Troy was quite a rugged, young, and wild man. Unfortunately, his lame leg made it hard for those women who wanted to approach him. His neatly arranged hair waved freely in the front, with a small tail tied at the back. Finally, a bold girl approached, but before she managed to get to him, someone was quicker and joined Troy’s side, throwing an arm around his shoulders, leaning in close to his ear, "Lin, huh?"

"Gone!" Troy sniffed the person beside him like a dog, then shoved him away. "You stink, where have you been?"

"Enough about that, we need to find Lin quickly, it’s urgent!" Gently pushed away, Yelu Shou snuggled back closer to Troy, and the two diverted into a small pub! Picking a spot randomly and settling down, the atmosphere inside the pub grew solemn as they entered, quieting down the noisy environment significantly. "He was last with you, he left you just like that?"

"Yeah, Boss seemed a bit strange, kept asking me about a kid." Troy widened his eyes, and the pub grew noisy again, the sounds grew loud enough to overwhelm.

"A kid?"

"Yeah! About 1.7 meters tall, black hair, very cute! Round eyes, upturned nose, the left eyebrow raised when speaking, holding a lollipop, smiling with a crinkled nose." In Troy’s mind, the image of the child floated up; strangely, this little thing possessed an unforgettable allure.

"Rainbow?" Although Yelu Shou hadn’t seen it before, Troy’s description was nearly identical to rainbow.

"Who?" They all seemed the same, Troy tilted his head, and the person before him wore a similarly peculiar expression. "You and the boss are equally annoying, who is that child? The boss’s illegitimate child? Or yours?"

"Bullshit!" Yelu Shou bellowed, and immediately several tables stood up with a bunch of people glaring menacingly, seemingly ready to charge.

"Sit down, what do you want?" Troy shouted back at them, truly a bunch of brainless guys; this was someone else’s turf. Still want to declare themselves as Sin City folks waiting to be caught or killed. "If you don’t say it, how would I know who that is?"

"Someone who’s already dead, what do you want me to say?" Yelu Shou felt troubled, things were chaotic enough, why bring up this mess, Xiao Lin must be searching for the child. "Quickly tell me where that child went last?"

"He went along with Meisai, I don’t know the specifics, but headed towards Caesar Street last." Troy’s mind wasn’t that fast, a bit slow in reaction. Only after Yelu Shou swiftly left the pub did he recall what was just said. "Dead? What do you mean?" Chasing after Yelu Shou, Troy failed to find him in the street, so he turned back to the pub and called over a couple of people. "Go check who that child with Meisai is, why are so many people gathered here, go back to where you’re supposed to be, everyone disperse."

Caesar Street! A typical agricultural market area, with many small vendors, it’s a great flea market, where shops display textiles from various countries—quite characterful and worth exploring. The street artists here are numerous, most of them not for profit but purely dedicated to showcasing art. Many passersby stop to admire and toss a bit of money as a token of their appreciation.

Tang peeled open another lollipop and stuffed it into his mouth. He lived in a small room at the eastern end of Caesar Street, living alone quite comfortably, as the neighbors were attentive to this little kid.

Today he returned a bit late because there was an incident at the police station, so he had to wait until Meisai dealt with the matter and then take his fast-track ride to the nearest station, and walk back home on his own.

At the entrance of Caesar Street, there is always a white-clad human sculpture placed there. Tang liked this faceless figure, posing a different model each day. Today, he portrayed an angel, but unfortunately, the angel’s wings were broken, with a red tear depicted beneath his left eye—visually impactful and present. "Today, are your wings broken?" Tang pointed at the broken wing lying on the ground, showing bone texture and blood strands, with excellent craftsmanship that could easily be mistaken as real.

The wingless figure merely blinked an eye and changed his posture, standing facing the Moon, his head held high, exposing his Adam’s apple, with a woeful gaze like accusing the Celestial God of injustice.

With a clink, a coin was tossed before him. "Is your daily transformation into a Demon? Your daily change in model but looking at it all at once looks like a story. I bet tomorrow, the angel will evolve into a demon because of being tainted. Haha, I only have a hundred bucks, all for you."

Tang muttered to himself, biting his lollipop while passing by this wingless angel. He needed to cross this street to go home, and as he just passed, a shadow followed up.

Hiss hiss! Two silver lines shot from behind Xiao Lin, striking towards his left shoulder and right leg. Leaping airily, with a tiptoe flicking away a long silver needle onto the ground, with another needle held between two fingers. He glanced at the market, finally setting his sights on the human sculpture at the street entrance, a cold smile curling his lips. Though he seemed unchanged, his finger’s direction altered—such a subtle change wouldn’t escape Xiao Lin’s eyes. Dropping the silver he held, between his fingers swelling up, blackness quickly spreading along his skin.

Xiao Lin lowered his hand, the blackness surged towards his fingertips, the poison expelled, leaving a trail as it dripped on the ground until his entire hand returned to its normal state. For this reason, he became more suspicious of the identity of that kid.

"Tang! You’re back! Was today fun?" A tender voice sounded as Tang switched on the light, a little girl sitting on the bed, seeming like she had waited a long time.

"Sofia, are you waiting for me again today? Aunt Ruth will scold you." Tang adeptly started boiling water on the gas stove, grabbing two cups and placing tea leaves in them.

"She went to babysit today, but she’ll soon return, so I can’t stay long. Ah, don’t prepare tea, I’ll be leaving shortly."

"Alright then!" Tang poured the tea leaves back into the canister. "There was an explosion at the police station today, so I’m late!"

"Ah, are you okay?" Sofia jumped off the bed, looking Tang up and down.

"I’m quite clever, ran out as soon as I heard the explosion, but many were injured, seems like someone died, truly pitiable!"

"Tang, perhaps you shouldn’t work at the police station anymore. Ruth says she can find you a better job, you’re so adept with computers, should be able to find somewhere else." Sofia pointed at the room where, apart from a bed and cabinet, there was only a computer cobbled together with various parts and an array of specialized equipment.

"But, these can’t put food on the table, plus it’s illegal." Tang blushed with embarrassment; he easily reddened before Sofia.

"The police station’s too dangerous. Consider what I said, I don’t want to worry about you every day." Sofia spoke with maturity beyond her years. "Alright, I must go back now, or Ruth will really be mad. I’ll come see you tomorrow, the food’s already in the fridge, you can heat it yourself."

"Got it!" Tang extinguished the stove. A girl walking in the night was indeed perilous; this place was far from safe.

Sofia did not refuse Tang’s gesture of seeing her off. She greatly enjoyed the two walking down the street together. Their homes were quite close, round trip taking no more than ten minutes, yet she still relished this brief moment of space. (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to vote for it on Qidian (qidian.com) with recommendation tickets, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)