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There are two people in the photo, Luo Nan are familiar, but also feel strange.

They all wore lab coats and stood on the cracked and twisted red earth. The old man with gray hair on the left, though he is much healthier than he is now, can still see that it was his grandfather, Luo Yuandao.

There is also a little handsome young man whose appearance is vaguely similar to that of the old man. Luo Nan ’s facial contour can also be found on it. This is undoubtedly Luo Nan ’s biological father, Luo Zhongheng.

Both of them were unshaven, and their hair had probably not been taken care of for some time. The mess was scattered on the forehead, and both of them stretched their faces, making them serious.

However, the scene it showed was worth laughing at.

These two are serious faces, but they all pose like a comic comic Pose, half body, one left and one right, flick and kick, legs twists and turns, head and neck look back and arrogant, like the most terrible "swan" "Lake" scene.

Luo Nan did smile, maybe this was the first time he saw someone after many years, he still smiled: I can't imagine how this situation was filmed.

"Well, a funny photo of your grandfather and father. It is said that the photographer is your mother. Haven't seen it, would you like it?"

"Cough, I didn't ..."

"Your father, who is not a thing, once told me that if you are really involved in this field, whether it is good or bad, you can feel their feeling at that time: see happiness in confusion, and difficulty in succession. But usually I cut it in the middle, take a copy of the one on the right, and throw darts to play. You can also try it. "

"……it is good!"

The following journey was already short, and the two did not talk much. Ronan received the electronic photos, the pixels were okay, placed on a paper-like soft screen or consciously browsed with the help of external neurons, there was no problem.

Luo Nan has not considered how to design a dart target. In a short period of time, he just looked at this picture repeatedly, and looked at the image of the guy as if the man was not just annoyingly gloomy and mysterious. The flat photo, but the figure has a side, become vivid.

The RV drove to the entrance of the school like this, but until Mo Haihang yelled, Luo Nan woke up dreamily and raised his head.

Mo Haihang knocked on the steering wheel: "It's time to arrive, don't look late in the future, don't be late."

Luo Nan's reaction, like the thief was caught, closed the notebook with a snap, the movement rate has exceeded the normal range. But he also knew that this reaction was too big, and subconsciously concealed: "Aunt, do you still have similar photos?"

"Tibetan?"

"For example, my mother's photos, from small to large, I have seen so few, but recently found ..." Ronan paused and swallowed the word "tree hole" back. But this question was really what he wanted to ask. After hearing the identity of the photographer, he even hoped that the angle of view of the photo would be shifted to the front to include the situation outside the lens.

Mo Haihang was stunned, and then smiled dumbly: "You asked more than once about this matter."

"Ah?" Luo Nan really had no impression.

"When I was very young, I was six or seven years old? At that time, you probably just understood what is life and what is death. You were crying and looking for a picture of your mother, but I couldn't find it after all. Forgot? "

Mo Haihang was a little surprised, but then shook his head again: "There used to be many, but there was really no family at home. Before your dad dad left home, he took all their photos, including the recorded video, away. There are only a few single photos ... I heard that Qingwen was not very happy to take photos, and most of the photos left were with your father. "

Luo Nan didn't expect that he could hear such information unintentionally, and he was a little stunned for a moment.

But only half a second later, an awkward spirit pushed him out of the confused and warm mood.

Two seconds later, the security team who had been nearby also issued a warning message: "Suspected sniper, 2 o'clock, distance 2700, height 104."

This is a simple warning message for Ronan, and the corresponding tactical coordinates are passed to the team members through other channels.

Ronan didn't need this warning, he was just reminded that his ordinary, simple and regretful life was still an uncountable distance away, and there was a trend of gradually increasing.

Such reality makes people helpless and angry, but they still can't show it, they can only brew in their hearts.

Luo Nan took a deep breath, and then smiled at her uncle: "I remember, so I have to go back home and turn it over ... then, see you at night."

With that said, he was ready to open the door and get off.

In the carriage, Mo Haihang reminded: "Don't forget the dinner at night. Also, bring an umbrella when it rains."

"Oh." Luo Nan didn't mind being drenched in the freezing rain that he made by himself, but he still picked up the prepared portable umbrella obediently. Soon the umbrella flowers spread out, and almost at the same time, there was a low curse under the rain curtain several kilometers away.

With a slight draw of the corner of his mouth, Luo Nan waved to his uncle in the car and stepped on the wet ground towards the campus. But without taking two steps, Mo Haihang called him again.

"Ronan."

Luo Nan turned his head and walked back subconsciously, but Mo Haihang let him bypass the car body and come to the driver's seat.

Ronan walked past, Luo Nan bowed his head, saw the window lowered, and was about to ask something, but he saw Mo Haihang reach out and grabbed his cheek.

"Ah?"

To say that the relationship between the uncle and nephew, although the relationship is harmonious, body language has always been very modest. For them, this is an "intimate contact" that has been rare for more than a decade.

Luo Nan's face was distorted, stunned outside the window.

Mo Haihang grinned and rubbed his apple muscles: "Neither me nor Mo Ya or Mo Peng. Maybe there will be a day when you throw darts on your head ... It's better to do that in person. You know, Right?"

Ronan didn't have a pain on his face, but there was a problem with fine control. Eventually, he could only grin, even if he was still pinched, he nodded vigorously.

Uncle let go, Ronan turned around.

He was embarrassed at the last moment, but at this time he was calm: because he knew it, he had to do it.

Mo Haihang's car drove away, Luo Nan didn't look back, walked slowly to the campus, and also sent a message to the security team: "The target has been cleared, the malicious value is full, and the threat is low."

There was a whistle over there, coming from Cat's Eye: "Poor observer ... That buddy just took a sight."

"But the gun case is still around."

This kind of observer is often not a member of the Li Shi world, but is active in the gray area where the secular and Li Shi world intersect. They will certainly not be the main attacker, but as long as the order is given and the rewards are in place, they can become professional criminals at any time.

Similar small bugs are nothing to kill as a chicken, but if the monkey brain is directly smashed, the effect should be better.

Luo Nan turned down the umbrella handle and disturbed the close rain curtain:

Just at the experimental stage, let's start.

To the east of Xiacheng, more than two hundred nautical miles farther than the original discovery site of "Bone Bone Mountain", it is already an open sea area. A luxury yacht is undulating in this sea.

In the second-floor cabin, light, radio waves and sound are intertwined: "No. 4 'eye' is blind."

"cause of death?"

"Basically it can be characterized as a" dripping sword ", the sensor responds, and the increase in intracranial pressure is obvious."

"Very well, he also confirmed that within a 10-second interval and within a radius of 2700 meters, it is not a safe zone, and the image returned is clear. Now that No. 5 is on standby ... Oh, this scum, he ran away from the contract. 6 Where is the number, let him stand by at the observation point five kilometers away. "

"The only suitable place is Yundu Shuiyi. Are you going to let him and the staff of Xiacheng Branch perform a veneer dance?"

"Maybe the dance partner is a devil fish? It's not me who danced anyway ... nor the one who paid for it."

At this time, some people complained: "Why are they also called" eyes "? Are photoreceptor cells bad?"

"Because you can't find 120 million similar professionals."

"Okay, I just think it hurts our luck."

"Lucky value only makes sense when probability comes into play. Even if everything is a probability, let it break through the scale and enter reality ... hehe."

Even if they are all observers, they all have the code for "eyes". But observers are also hierarchical. Holding a sniper mirror and observing within a few kilometers of the distance, the headshot was only the cannon fodder-level observer; like them, drinking wine and drinking coffee outside the summer city, calmly summarizing and analyzing the information passed by the cannon fodder, that is advanced Observer.

If they can still be headshot on the vast sea 1,000 kilometers away from Xiacheng, they can only admit it. And even in terms of the logic of the world, there is no possibility, they are naturally very relaxed.

After picking out a few clear images, someone suggested: "How about the senior SCA employee on a business trip? A directive."

"Don't you look too close?"

"We don't need him to cross the Pacific, and the transfer between the urban areas will make Xiacheng very embarrassed. They are all planned by the staff. Thinking about this temporary assignment, I have nightmares at night."

"But SCA is not a fool. It seems that many senior executives ran out for" vacation "yesterday. In this case, they dare to play action. How crazy should they be?"

So this topic ended, but someone soon put forward suggestions for improvement: "Relatively speaking, I think it's easier for the" Guardian "singer sister to mobilize. As long as there is a notice, it is no problem for her to run through 24 administrative districts in a day. The Mingtang culture behind her is a very qualified business company, and she is also in need of increased exposure. "

Someone inserted another sentence: "What's going on with this" Mingtang Culture "material?"

"Oh, the investor behind it has the shadow of the old castle consortium, but now the Blood Flame Church has run away, basically it can be regarded as a child without a mother."

"Capital can easily cross the Pacific."

"But extraordinary powers don't work."

The discussion atmosphere in the cabin is still quite good, and at this time there is a new flash of light: "Wait, for extraordinary power ... We can make it work. Do n’t you think this is a good operation object?"

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