killer is busy

73. The memory left behind

Seeing that Ling Shisheng didn't answer, Ming Ya asked back, "Bai Ye, you know that Hunyuan Wuji has always had the young master system, right?"

He nodded.

"Then do you know that Fobia was actually a young master system like Hunyuan at the very beginning?"

"...?"

"Actually, Fobia was originally a young master system, but before the light came, Fobia was just a small killer organization that didn't even have a name, and it wasn't even a company. It was just to revitalize this place and use the Egyptian harvest The goddess [Fobia] named this place: Fobia."

This is the history of Fobia and the beginning of light.

Ling Shisheng listened silently, feeling that all this had nothing to do with him, and he didn't understand why Ya told him this.

"Bai Ye, you have always been the shadow of the company. You never show up at the headquarters, the appearance of missions is ever-changing, and the killing methods never follow a single pattern. Although this is a strategy of light, the bottom line is to protect You, I don’t want you to be too public to attract attention.”

Ling Shisheng really wanted to tell her to stop talking.How did Guang think and how did Guang plan? Why did Guang adopt him in the first place, and why did he leave him absolutely... No matter what the reason is, in the end, he can only accept it passively, can't he?

This letter, which was handed over to him after ten years, only briefly explained one thing, leaving no extra words for Ling Shisheng.

He often wondered, where and what kind of life did Guang live these nine years?Are you married, have children, and have your own family?Have they reaped happiness and completely forgotten the memories that belonged to them?

He didn't dare to forget every word that Guang said, even if these words became sharp knives that cut his heart after Guang left.

He dare not neglect to train himself all the time, because only at this time can he feel that the light is by his side, back to the light standing behind him and teaching him how to hold the gun, how to aim, how to turn single-hole shooting into a continuous shooting. The regular rhythm of the cycle allows the body to learn how to use the gun, not the head at first.

"Don't think of a gun as a tool. Tools will wear out and become old. Think of it as breathing. As long as you live, you will breathe. I want you to become a killer who knows how to use a gun as long as you live." 』

This is the goal and purpose of Guang's education, and he has paid a great price for it.Once in the middle of a night's sleep, his breathing suddenly stopped. Later, he stopped breathing frequently, but even though he often "forgot to breathe", he never forgot how to use a gun.

Guang's devil-style education is not limited to this. For a while, the father and son played the game of touching the gun and answering the questions most often.

By touching the back of the gun, the brand, year of manufacture, number of magazines and speed of the gun are released.

The loser has to run a marathon with a backpack full of dumbbells.

Although the image of Guang's devil coach is deeply rooted in his memory, he is undoubtedly the most gentle father.

He remembered a time when he quarreled with Guang, and he said something contradictory in a flash, and Guang slapped him so that his eyes were full of stars.

After going to bed that night, Guang came to his bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed without making a sound.

He didn't sleep so he knew it, but he didn't dare to open his eyes, so he pretended to be asleep like this, and Guang also sat there and didn't leave.

After sitting all night, he finally got up in the morning, touched his face, and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Shisheng."

He didn't dare to hold the quilt and cry until Guang left the room. He knew that Guang was the same as him, they only had each other in their lives, and their most important person was also each other.

These bits and pieces are too deep to be ironed in the depths of memory, often flashing before him without warning when he crosses the road, when he goes to the supermarket alone, when he is working, or even when he is on a mission.

He was the only one left in the city where he lived with Hikari.

The warehouse-style dojo where I practiced martial arts with Hikari has been demolished.

Some of the restaurants that Guang frequented were closed or relocated one by one.

Even if he is unwilling to let go, the world is rushing forward with all its might, in order to take away the memories shared by Guang and him bit by bit.

He is not afraid of being alone, he is just afraid that there will no longer be light living in his lonely memory.

"Bai Ye, I know this decision is too unprepared for you, but the young master system is indeed a good policy to gather people's hearts. People all need spiritual leaders. If you are officially recognized by the light as the young master, the entire Fobia should not There will be complaints." Ming Ya put forward her own opinion, turned her head and looked into his eyes, "If this is the ultimate purpose of Guang's adoption of you and nurturing you, would you hate him for it?"

Ling Shisheng lowered his eyes and pondered for a while, then slowly said: "Guang gave me everything, including a warm home, to me who was supposed to be an orphan. Even if I had to pay him my life, it wouldn't be an exaggeration."

There seemed to be a hint of sadness in Ming Ya's eyes: "Of course Guang would not want to see you sacrifice your life for him."

Ling Shisheng didn't answer, but wanted to ask why she was so sure?

"The work of the young master is actually the work I have been doing. He will take care of it when he is alone. After he leaves, he will face the dilemma of having no successor, so I will fill the vacancy. Now he has made it clear that he will take the position. Give it to you, Bai Ye, what do you think?"

Ling Shisheng looked at Ya's mouth that opened and closed, but he had another thing in his mind.

He has always followed the path arranged by the light for him.

Adopted by Hikari, bred to be a killer, and after Hikari left, he continued to stay in Fobia, because to be honest, he didn’t know what he could do if he wasn’t a killer. He started learning how to hold a gun since he was eight years old, and the speed of changing bullets is faster than holding a pen. Handwriting is still dexterous and proficient, but his handwriting is ugly, and he has always felt inferior to this.

Now he seemed to be facing the first threshold of choice in his life. This time, there was no light to guide him, so he had to make his own choice and bear the consequences.

"Ya, the whole world knows that I am the adopted son of light, right?" He suddenly raised his head, his eyes shining with determination.

Ming Ya looked at him for a while, then showed a faint smile: "You are his only son."

Ling Shisheng smiled from the bottom of his heart.

"Then, I will take good care of the place where the light is left."

It doesn't matter if Hikari left because of something irresistible or simply tired of him.

He spent nine years searching for the light, which proved impossible for him to forget him.

Since you can't forget this person, then continue to look for him until you find him. On the day you see the light, put your doubts in front of the man.

Don't jump to conclusions, don't belittle yourself, because everything may be just conjecture.

He only believed in what Guang himself said, so he must find him.

While searching, he will wait for him where the light left.

"After the succession, the young master needs to choose a personal bodyguard from the company, and he must follow him no matter what political and business gatherings he attends."

Ling Shisheng was stunned by Ming Ya's next words, and a name naturally appeared in his mind.

Ming Ya looked at him for a few seconds, then said slowly: "If you have someone to recommend, you can propose it now."

Ling Shisheng looked at the woman in front of him in embarrassment who seemed to see through everything.

"If your candidate is Black Night, then as the person in charge, I can also propose a candidate, let these two fight each other, and the victorious side will be the bodyguard. Would that be good?"

"Who is your candidate?" For some reason, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Wujizun used to be the number one in Hunyuan, maybe it's because of vanity, I really want to see who will be slightly better in a fight between him and our family's Hei Ye." Mingya said, but her tone was full of Obviously looking forward to a good show.

It’s over.

Ling Xiao clasped his hands together in his heart.

Night would be mad.

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The Killer is Busy【Part [-]】End