Naming Technique of the Night
In the neon of blue and purple, under the thick steel sky, at the forefront of this surge of data, lies the world post-tech revolution. It's also the dividing line between reality and illusion. Steel and flesh, past and future. In this place, the world outside and inside coexist. Everything in front of us feels like a wall of time within reach. The darkness is slowly creeping in. But hey, my friend, you gotta know, we can't just counter darkness with softness. Gotta use fire.
Wang Family's Revenge
In the dark living room, Lu Yuan sat on the sofa waiting for his teammate's support, as he had to take Elder Qin away through the proper procedure.
He fished his phone out of his pocket and pressed the power button, only to find that it had been shut off at some point.
Dozens of minutes later, footsteps echoed from outside the door. Lu Yuan opened it to find his boss, Zheng Yuandong, had personally arrived, "Boss, why have you come?"
Zheng Yuandong glanced at Elder Qin still unconscious on the floor, "Caught him red-handed?"
"Yeah," Lu Yuan said with a downcast mood, "Boss, when I first started working, I was handling a particularly bloody case, and Elder Qin was doing the autopsy. I was outside the dissection room throwing up. Later, he poured me a glass of hot water and chatted with me about his early days on the job, which were pretty much like mine."