[Exorcism] Parallel Trap

"Sev, is there any news from Siman recently?" Sitting behind his desk, Mo was busy flipping through a large stack of materials, without looking up while speaking.

"Sman?" Sev stopped the pen in his hand and thought for a while, "I don't know, the church hasn't been looking for him much recently."

"Is that so..." Mo put down the information and began to process a large amount of data on the computer.

"It seems that there has been no news for a while. How about I ask Li Jia? He is in the monitoring room next door..." Sif stopped the calculation of the chart.

"No need, it's nothing." Mo still stared at the densely packed data on the screen, "Just do your work."

"Oh."

Siman is both a scientific researcher and a doctor, so the various secret human experiments of the religious order also depend on his medical skills.Ten years ago, he also worked as an assistant beside Mana and participated in the research and development of holiness.

And now, he is more or less involved in some of the research conducted in the rancid laboratory in Area B.I don't know if it's because of this, but Kulos, who was "absconding", told Fu yesterday that he was worried about his safety and that he should send someone to protect him.

It must be that knowing too much made the higher-ups uneasy.After the incident ten years ago, Siman had the intention of resigning and quitting the religious order, but somehow the higher-ups were allowed to stay. The recent incident probably made the general suspicious again.Confused is a blessing, this sentence is really true.

But to send people to protect or something, when the bureau is short of manpower, that guy Kuros has repeatedly warned not to let the headquarters intervene, where will he conjure up a bodyguard at this moment?

By the way, having said that...

"Sev, did you see Fu today?"

"Fu? Uh... no." The assistant thought for a while, then shook his head.

"Is that so..." Mo took a sip of tea and muttered while holding his chin.She just came back yesterday, she doesn't seem to have any tasks today.

Where did this guy go if he didn't take a good rest in the bureau.

"Uh, Minister..."

"what."

"You're holding my cup."

"Eh?"

……

As the night grew darker, people in the amusement park began to leave one after another, and most of the hawkers were also preparing to close their stalls and go home, except for a few whose income was sluggish or who wanted to do some closed business.For example, the ice cream truck on the side of the square, the hot drink stand under the kiosk, or the little flower girl on the side of the road.

There are still a lot of flowers left in the girl's basket, so she is still holding on to her last hope and asks passing couples from time to time: "Sir, do you want to buy flowers?", "Brother, can you buy a bunch of flowers for sister?".At this time, another pair of figures came from not far away, but the girl didn't go forward to sell her flowers, but stood by the roadside, quietly watching the two people walk by.

Because, both of them are men.

"Is it cold?" Tiqi took the boy's hand, and the temperature was a little low as expected.

The late autumn night was already clearly chilly, and when the cold wind blew over, the boy's body shrank slightly.

This silly boy doesn't know how to wear more.

"Come, please eat." Tiqi stopped and looked at the boy.

"Eat?" Allen looked around suspiciously, and there were no food stalls in sight at this point.

"Where are you looking, here."

Tiqi held Allen's hand firmly, wrapped his generous big hand outside, and covered most of the small hand.

"This is a hamburger." Then he stretched out his other hand, and the two big hands clamped the small hand in the middle, covering it tightly. "This is a sandwich."

He looked at the boy, his eyes were so gentle that they seemed to melt away.

"Tell me," he asked with a smile, "what do you want?"

That tone was like that of a waiter in a fast food restaurant.

Allen looked at the closed palms in front of him, and felt that the raised scar on his palm was sticking to his own.

Like being embedded in palm prints.

"I want glutinous rice balls." He said seriously.

"Hey, don't dismantle me." Tiqi looked really shameless, "I can only choose these two, and I won't wait when it expires."

This time it looks like a promoter.

"But I just like glutinous rice balls." The boy put on an innocent look, unmoved.

You give it, I don't want it.

What I want, you can't give.

"Then you will starve to death if you don't have glutinous rice balls," the salesman persisted, raising his eyebrows closer, "Really don't want it?"

"Hmm..." The boy looked at the hand that was touching his palm, and then at Tiqi.

The person who gave the ultimatum still had a gentle face and eyes like water.

"Then I want a hamburger." The teenager smiled, "Because I can eat two."

"You glutton." Tiqi tapped Allen on the head lightly, and then grabbed his other hand.

"Just kidding, no need..." Allen smiled mischievously, "It's not easy to walk like this."

"Then don't go, I'll carry you." Tiqi leaned over as he spoke.

"Stop making trouble, Tiki."

"No trouble, carrying a little guy like you is a piece of cake."

"Don't call me little one."

"What's that called, Little Allen? Little Prince?"

"Can't we add 'small'?"

"It was small."

"The Millennium Lord also calls you Little Tiqi."

"Don't change the subject..."

Two people frolicked in the square, stopping and going, one sentence at a time.When passing by the castle cabin by the bunker, Allen stopped.

"Why, are you still interested in this kind of thing?" Tiqi glanced at the slide on the hut, and patted the boy on the head, "Sure enough, he's still a little kid."

This time, there was no reply.Tiki looked over in surprise.

"Tiqi," Allen looked at the slide and said lightly, "Do you still remember your first friend?"

"Friend? Who knows." Tiqi replied lightly, "Why do you think of asking this?"

"Because, the first friend I made..." The boy's eyes wandered, as if touching a certain memory, "It's here."

Although the other party may not think so.Or maybe, that person will never remember meeting like this at all.

It was the afternoon of a certain birthday, and the answer he got when he wanted Mana to take him to the park was still "I still have work to do, you can play by yourself. Happy birthday, Allen."

So unwilling to be bored at home, he ran to the playground by himself, but found that he had been protected since he was a child, and it was difficult to get in touch with children of the same age, so he basically had no playmates.Looking at the happy smiling faces of the children who were accompanied by their families, or a group of good friends, Xiao Allian felt a little disappointed.

Then he saw a group of children playing marbles by the sandpit.

He excitedly ran over to ask to join, and quickly learned how to play.Or it’s not just about learning—he even passed the test all the way without a teacher, and won all the children’s glass balls.

Of course, the children who were taken over by the doves were not happy, and they would beat him up shouting things like "Where did the wild children come from, don't be too arrogant!"

Little Allen was so frightened that he ran away, but he chose the wrong place to escape, and foolishly got into the castle cabin.The crowd of children immediately surrounded him, and no matter which way he climbed, he was blocked by people, and finally he was surrounded under the slide, isolated and helpless.

He doesn't want to fight.Marner said it's not good kids to fight and hurt someone.Although Xiao Yalian won't easily lose to others in a fight, Mana said that his fists are for friends. He has no friends, but he doesn't want to fight either.What's more, he originally wanted to be friends with these children, but God knows how it became like this.

Fists of different sizes fell like raindrops. It didn't hurt very much, but he was very sad.

After a while, the fist stopped again.

Little Allen raised his head strangely, and saw a big sister with a ponytail through the gap in the encirclement, beating one of the children.Seeing this, the other children quickly surrounded them.But within minutes, the children were lying on the ground.

The long-haired elder sister clapped her hands contemptuously, shook the dust off her body, turned and left.

"That..." Xiao Yalian stopped her, "Thank you, big sister..."

Before the words fell, the other party turned around abruptly and yelled at him with a fierce face.

"What? Do you want to die?"

very scary.

Xiao Yalian was frightened by that menacing look, that face that was originally beautiful now seemed to be falling off ice.

It turned out to be a boy.

"Yes... I'm sorry," Xiao Yalian hurriedly apologized, "Big Brother..."

The other party seemed impatient to listen to him again, and was about to leave, but was annoyed by the next sentence.

"But it's wrong to fight."

Xiaoya said seriously, wiping the dust off his face.

"You brat!" The little boy with long hair raised his fist angrily, causing Xiaoya to shrink back in fright.

"Humph!"

For some reason, the little boy lowered his fist again.

"However, I still have to thank you." Xiao Yalian smiled brightly, this little boy's fist... can it be regarded as being waved for a friend?

"My name is Allen Walker, what's your name..."

Before he had time to ask his name, the other party turned around and walked away.

"It's just that I want to fight today, and it has nothing to do with you." The little boy dropped this sentence coldly, and then seemed to mutter something, but Xiao Yalian didn't hear it clearly.

But he decided on his own - he finally made his first friend.

Although don't know the name.