Special Forces Medic

Chapter 1058 - 1029: An Astonishing Visitor

Hua Qingyi couldn’t care less who was in power. Since last night, he kept hearing whispers from the patrol officers. He lay bored on his small bed! This Morro was quite responsible; he prepared the menu opened by Hua every day. However, looking at that massive hamburger today didn’t stir his appetite.

"That looks delicious; why aren’t you eating it? Can you get full just by looking at it?" A child’s voice? Or was someone transitioning? Hua Qingyi was startled by the sudden voice, so silent in its approach, with not even a trace of breathing, like a ghost suddenly appearing behind him!

"Who? Who’s speaking?" As Hua Qingyi turned his face paled, his beautiful face twitched uncontrollably, and his half-open mouth couldn’t form a single word.

"Haha... Do I look that scary?" Anyone would feel uncomfortable seeing the other person looking at them with such an expression, and so Tang lowered his head shyly. Am I really that ugly? But those people from the Literary Printing Section liked him, right? And Meisai never showed such an expression. "I’m not a ghost, why are you making such a scary face? It’s very impolite!"

"You’re not a ghost, you’re human?" Since it was Hua Qingyi, he managed to say this after blinking a few times and shaking his head before looking back at Tang.

"Of course I’m human! You may look good, but you’re very impolite!" Tang wrinkled his nose. He had come kindly to see this person, yet he was mistaken for a ghost.

"Uh? You mean you don’t know me?"

"I know you—you’re the murder suspect who killed two merchants, called Hua Qingyi. A man prettier than a woman. I was sent by the sisters from the Literary Printing Section to verify this, but you’re not a good person, so I won’t praise your looks."

"Hold on, you mean you’ve never seen me?" Hua Qingyi shook his head, unable to erase this face from his mind. He is Hong, one of the Five Sons—Hong! He wouldn’t mistake it.

"Should I know you?"

"Then Xiao Lin, you must recognize him!" When Hua Qingyi mentioned the name, Tang furrowed his brow before shaking his head. "You’re Hong, how could you not know Xiao Lin? He’s your boss!"

"You’ve got the wrong person. I’m not called Hong; I’m called Tang. As far as I remember, I was born here and don’t recognize the person you’re talking about, nor do I want to." Tang suddenly pointed at the hamburger on the table. "If you’re not eating it, can I have it?" With that, he opened the door and walked inside.

"Your name is Tang? Have you always lived here?" Hua Qingyi thought his heart was strong, trying to convince himself to accept this reality. But every identifying mark of Hong was present on Tang. A small thumbnail-sized birthmark on his neck, a mole on his lip, even the ear hole positioning was identical. Now being asked to believe this person isn’t Hong was hard.

"Fine, let’s stop talking about me!" Tang chewed on his hamburger. "Morro’s been bombed; do you know who’s in charge now?"

"Let me correct you—Morro’s house was bombed, not Morro himself, though that might sound quite different." If forced to find differences, it’s the way they talk; their personalities completely diverge.

"Whatever, someone wants Morro dead, and he might not live much longer. The key is, who’s in charge now; stop interrupting!"

Hua Qingyi, a bit accustomed, lit a cigarette. "What does the question of who’s in charge have to do with me? Why should I know?"

"Obviously it matters to you. The protector is different now. Morro was taken by the CIA, who then detained you. The CIA is from the United States, so Morro might have been bought by the Xiao Family. Considering you’re Xiao Lin’s brother, a conclusion can be drawn." Tang ate voraciously, continuing with fries and Coke after the massive hamburger. "But Xiao Lin isn’t aligned with them, so Morro’s sudden defection must be why they’re eliminating him; he knows too much. But the current handler is Meisai! Do you understand?"

"I don’t understand, and then?" Hua Qingyi curved his lips, his starry eyes glimmering.

"You seem to have a smart face, so why are you so dumb! I mean the boss has changed, so your safety isn’t guaranteed anymore!"

"Oh, you mean I need to switch allegiances then, right?"

"Mm, pretty much. Anyway, you’re not getting along with Xiao Lin now. Don’t you want to consider my boss?"

"Who’s your boss?"

"A very impressive character! But you don’t need to know who he is." Tang’s mouth was bulging full. "Tell me now, do you want to leave or stay here and get ’cut’ later?"

"Wanting to ’cut’ me isn’t easy!" On this point, he had some confidence.

"Mm! People from Dragon Soul are top-notch masters, but no matter how strong you are, you can’t beat these three iron walls, unless you have the ability to walk through walls, otherwise you’re in a beehive!"

Hua Qingyi shivered at the thought, glancing at the walls again; if a squad really did come to shoot him, he might not escape. "So, you mean you can help me get out, then what’s in it for you?"

"The master didn’t say, just instructed me to get you out, so for now you don’t need to repay me, but in the future, who knows if they’ll want something back." This logic, Hua Qingyi couldn’t comprehend! Within his worldview, no such good deed existed.

"Just say OK!" Tang grew impatient.

"OK! When do you start?"

"Mm, as long as you agree! But I haven’t figured out how yet, so just wait!" Tang appeared cheerful as he exited the cell, then suddenly turned back. "You shouldn’t be too stupid, right? Don’t let the opportunity arrive only for you to not realize it," Hua Qingyi raised an eyebrow at the suspicion, himself seeming that foolish in front of this child? "Alright, from the look of your face you shouldn’t be that dumb. Thanks for the burger, take care here; there are many bad people and you better not die before your opportunity comes, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to fulfill our contract!"

He’s not Hong! This realization suddenly flared in Hua Qingyi’s heart, even though he shared Hong’s identical exterior and voice, he was not Hong—not the soul dwelling in that appearance! Suddenly, he recalled Xiao Lin once mentioning resurrection; does it really exist? (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation.)