I'm really not a genius

"Sorry, let me interrupt." He made an apologetic gesture to Wen Shaoyu, then turned to look at Mr. Du and asked, "Did you participate in the Songyang Battle that year?"

Old Du turned his head to look at him, and said, "I am the commander of the Songyang Battle."

Lu Yao couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and asked, "Someone survived the Songyang Battle?"

Elder Du was silent for a moment and nodded: "Yes, 47 people survived. In the end, a total of 25 people escaped to Mellon City alive."

As he said, he looked at the roster Wen Shaoyu put aside, and said, "These are the 25 people who haven't disclosed their names in the first place."

Lu Yao only felt that his answer was like a thunder blast in his ears.

"You, do you know someone named Yang Xiaoman..." His lips trembled slightly, almost incoherently, "Oh, no, I want to ask, is there any of these 25 people named Yang Xiaoman? The person? She, she is a Tier 3 Demon Hunter, the deputy captain of Team B337..."

Du Lao was taken aback when he heard this, and said, "Do you know Xiaoman?"

With that said, he looked at Lu Yao seriously for the first time, his eyes widened suddenly, and he shouted, "Are you Xiaoman's son?"

After a while, the surprise in his eyes turned into a thick apology, and Mr. Du lowered his eyes and said, "Sorry..."

When Lu Yao heard this sorry sound, he only felt a "thump" in his heart, and the blood that had just rushed into his head suddenly cooled again.

"Oh, that... well, I see, I'm sorry to interrupt..."

He slowly sat back on the sofa, lowered his head, and did not speak any more.

Sure enough, with a probability of less than 1%, I shouldn't have any expectations.

I knew it 11 years ago, my mother is no longer there, she has died in Songyang City, and what she is still thinking about now...

Wen Shaoyu glanced at him, did not speak, and turned to Du Lao said: "Your identity can be easily verified when you return to China. I don't need to ask if you are true or not. I only have two questions..."

As he said, he stretched out two fingers and said: "First, since you are alive, why don't you go back to China?"

"Second, you asked to see me privately, what do you want?"

Du Lao glanced at Lu Yao sitting on the sofa from a distance, and said, "I will answer you one by one."

"The first point, I don't know other people, I can only say myself," he said, he sighed and said, "I have no face to go back."

"I gave the order to guard the north gate. I personally asked my brothers to die. In the end, they all died. I didn't die..."

"I don't have the face to give them incense, let alone see their relatives."

Du Lao touched his twisted back and said: "I didn't want to explain anything, but to tell the truth... I thought I was dead at first, but later I woke up and found that I was snatched from Songyang by a few teammates. "

"I searched for death a few times, but I didn't die, and then I gradually stopped tossing about it."

"In the first few years, I was paralyzed on the bed due to a spinal injury. When I was able to move, many brothers here expected me to live, so they didn't want to leave."

"With these people, I still feel a little alive. If I go back...I dare not think..."

"As for the second point, why do I want to see you in private..." With that, Mr. Du raised his head, looked at Wen Shaoyu, and said, "I actually have a request."

Wen Shaoyu asked: "What request?"

Old Du said: "The staff you are doing now counts the work, and I have done it. I know that once the name is reported, the follow-up will be qualitative."

"According to what I did in Songyang City... I violated the orders of my superiors and abused my power, causing thousands of lives to die, and finally fleeing... I will probably have my hunting license revoked and I will sit in prison."

Mr. Du said, lowered his head and said, "I am not dissatisfied. I will serve everything. It's just that we have discussed these days. We people, instead of being revoked, can actually Has a better use."

"I know that a wave of beasts broke out on Flaerji's side recently. Huaxia is forming a special clearing team. Director Wen is the leader of this team."

"Look, my old bone," he said, pointing his finger around, "Is it still useful?"

Du Laoxu finished talking about these things, smiled awkwardly, and quietly waited for Wen Shaoyu's reply.

Wen Shaoyu looked at him, was silent for a long time, and said: "Old Du...you may have some misunderstanding..."

"China's determination of the Songyang massacre has never been a man-made vicious incident."

Old Du raised his head, his eyes a little blank.

"You may feel that this incident was caused by your own mistake in judging the situation," Wen Shaoyu hesitated, and still said, "Although there are indeed factors in this aspect, the truth is not what you think... …"

"It's not convenient for me to talk more about the specifics. After I go back, let someone who knows the situation tell you more."

Wen Shaoyu stood up and said, "I understand your thoughts. If you believe me, you will register your names first."

"After returning, the alliance will make a reasonable judgment."

"If you just want to participate in Vlaerji's special clearance unit, as the captain of the team, I assure you that there is absolutely no problem."

Hearing this, Du Lao's eyes seemed to light up.

After a while, he nodded and said: "If this is the case, then I believe you, and we will cooperate with you in our work."

...

On September 16, China's clean-up work was successfully completed.

Under the leadership of Wen Shaoyu, the special working group set off from Mellon City, passed underground trains and armored vehicles all the way, and returned to China from the Xiong Federation.

Lao Du and these people were not identified as fugitives, so they were not on the side of the escort team, but were in the same carriage as Lu Yao and Wen Shaoyu.

After returning to China, the first stop they arrived at was the main city of Hanhai Region. When the train was about to arrive, these people obviously began to fidget, and each of them looked nervous. The sweat on his forehead.

This is the cowardice of near hometown?

Perhaps more serious than the degree of this word.

However, no matter how slow the car drives, there will always be a moment of arrival.

Finally, the train arrived in the main city of Northern Desolation, and Mr. Du followed the back of the team, lowered his head, and walked out silently along the underground passage.

The thought of going back to China made him feel very heavy.

Those things that have been unwilling to face before, are they finally coming to you now...

However, before reaching the exit, a loud noise was heard from afar, and it seemed that there were many people waiting outside.

"Old Du, Old Du..." Next to him, a companion shook Old Du's shoulder and shouted, "Look at Old Du!"

Du Lao slowly raised his head and looked forward tentatively.

I saw a crowd of people outside the station, it was like a temple fair during the New Year.

In the front position, a dozen people held a huge banner about 30 meters long, which read: Welcome the hero home.

After these people walked out completely, there was a burst of enthusiastic cheers around.

Wen Shaoyu said, "These are the masses who came to welcome you spontaneously. Most of them are the survivors of Songyang City."

Du Lao watched this scene blankly, and turned his head around in amazement.

In the next second, tears suddenly flowed from his eyes, uncontrollably.

Chapter 233

Seeing this scene before him, not only Du Lao, the other 24 surviving Songyang Demon Hunters couldn't help but have red eyes.

They have been burdened with guilt and self-blame for so many years.

These people don't want to come back, mainly because they can't bear the pressure from all sides, and are afraid to see the tears and despair of those teammates and relatives.

However, when the current scene really appeared before them, these people suddenly had the courage to face everything again.

Yes, some people sacrificed and others were rescued.

What needs to be discussed at this time is not whether life is the lighter or the more important, but...what I thought was right at the time, and whether my belief and persistence back then was a joke.

Old Du turned his head to look at Lu Yao aside.

This child is the son of Yang Xiaoman, his former subordinate.

After Lu Yao heard that someone had survived the Battle of Songyang and his mother was not in it, he was disappointed, down, and occasionally a little lost, and seemed to be thinking about something.

But his attitude was always very gentle, and he never said a word of condemnation from beginning to end.

It can even be said that this child respects his attitude and treats him as his own elder.

This made Du Lao breathed a sigh of relief and felt more guilty.

He couldn't help putting his hand in his pocket, and touched a small notebook in his pocket.

This is the list of sacrificed players he personally recorded when he first arrived in Mellon City, while his memory was still fresh.

Now that I have returned to Huaxia, for the rest of my life, I should visit these people's families one by one.

If you have a good time, sneak away and don't disturb them;

If you have a bad time, try your best to help.

Although my abilities are limited, I still need to find something to do, otherwise my conscience will be troubled.

...

Outside the platform, Lu Yao saw many people holding signs in their hands, as if they were here to welcome his relatives.

He couldn't help looking around to see if anyone came to pick him up.

Wen Shaoyu saw Lu Yao looking around and showed an apologetic smile, and whispered: "I'm sorry, the person who came to pick you up is not here. They are all waiting at the station north square. I'll drive with you. You go over."

"In order to organize this welcoming ceremony, I arranged for people to be restricted to the outside. Only those who participated in the ceremony and the families of Songyang were allowed to come.

"Originally, your situation was special. I told your dad to let him come. But Mr. Lu Heng said he was not in a hurry at this moment, and there was a reporter next to him. He didn't want to be in the mirror..."

Lu Yao saw that Wen Shaoyu had used so many tongues to explain, he was a little embarrassed, and said quickly: "It's okay, it's okay, my dad is right. I'm really not in a hurry at this moment. I'll just go out with everyone in a while."

"Old Wen!"

As the two of them were talking, they suddenly heard a low and hoarse call from not far away.

Wen Shaoyu turned his head to look, only to see a silly, tall middle-aged man waved his hand at him, and walked towards the two of them quickly.

Lu Yao followed his gaze and saw that the person was about forty years old, more than 1.19 meters tall, with a sparsely browned rolling scroll, his eyes slightly protruding, and his neck was severe when he walked. Looking forward, the appearance and temperament are simply terrible.

For some reason, although Lu Yao didn't know this person, he always felt that he seemed a bit familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

Wen Shaoyu saw this man coming, smiled and waved to him, exclaiming: "So fast? I thought you couldn't make it today."

The tall man curled his lips and said, "My old lady gave the order to die, so I have to rush, how dare I not come."

As he said, he turned his head and looked at Lu Yao, raised his eyebrows, and said, "This is the one..."

"Yes," Wen Shaoyu nodded and smiled. "The kid I picked up from Mellon City."

As he said, he turned his head to look at Lu Yao, pointed his finger at the tall man, and said, "Ayao, let me introduce to you, this is Senior Du from the Imperial Capital Demon Hunting Academy."

"The two of us were old rivals who have'had an enemy' since the UH era, haha."

Hearing this, the ugly senior Du Xuechang in front of him pursed his lips. He didn't mean to "get a grudge", but it seemed like a joke between old friends.

But then again...

Lu Yao looked at the senior Du, and then secretly glanced at Wen Shaoyu next to him with his light.

These two...have been enemies since the UH period?

It should be people of the same age, at most two or three times worse.

But why does Wen Shaoyu have black and thick hair, and the hairline of this senior Du has almost receded to the back of his head?

Hiss... why the gap between people is so bloody...

Before Lu Yao had time to speak, Senior Du had smiled and stretched out his hand to him, and said, "Hello, Lu Yao, right? This is Du Zhengrong."

"Recently, people have always heard about you, saying that your marksmanship is very good and that you are the first person among the active demon hunters. Maybe it won't be long before we two have a chance to cooperate."

Lu Yao thought: This is really absurd.

I haven't obtained the Demon Hunting License yet, so I can't be called an active Demon Hunter...

He smiled awkwardly, holding the hand that the other party stretched out, and just about to say a few words to this senior Du, suddenly he felt something was wrong.

He just said, what is his name?

Du Zhengrong...

Why do you feel that this name is familiar?

"Ah, that!"

In the next second, Lu Yao suddenly felt his brain "snap", like an electric shock, and said in surprise, "Director Du!"

Damn it!