Monster Catching Daddy

Chapter 221 Past Present Future
This picture comes from a low-resolution Skynet camera placed on the side of a city road.

According to the information column in the corner of the video, the camera is an old model from many years ago, and if it fails, it will not be repaired and replaced directly.

Its support is also out of order. It is no longer aimed at the intersection like the usual Skynet, but is tilted downwards, most of which are aimed at the ground and fields.

Because of the low angle, the camera's viewing range is small, and it has even been reduced in weight in the Skynet police system.

After a while, it will be removed and replaced with a new model in the next centralized replacement.

There are too many monitors in the whole province. At present, the second step of pixel filling in major secondary cities still has to be run on the large-scale server newly built by the Shuchuan Skynet Center, and it has not been popularized to counties and cities in the whole province.

The computing power of the server is seriously insufficient. Like this slightly faulty camera that has been downgraded, although it showed abnormalities in the first step of low-pixel positioning, it was directly skipped in the second step.

Although there was a manual investigation between the first and second steps, no matter how conscientious the police officers were, it was impossible to do everything in detail, let alone a small picture that flashed briefly four days ago.

Shen Chongneng happened to discover the anomaly. On the one hand, he has a strong memory and can scan quickly and often. On the other hand, there is some element of luck.

In the picture, a very ghostly black figure flickered by the edge of the field, appearing for less than two seconds in total.

The speed of this thing is not particularly fast, and it is no different from ordinary dogs. In the case of low pixels and low brightness, it is easy to be mistaken for a black dog.

At the beginning, Shen Chong also made a wrong judgment in a blink of an eye. Fortunately, he has a high fault tolerance rate. After he went around a large circle, he suddenly grabbed the picture from his mind, and after re-examination, he found the problem.

This black shadow is definitely not a black dog, because it has no feet at all!

The scattered branches on the path it passed affected the human eye's judgment and were mistaken for its feet.

It is much longer than canines, and its body proportions are uncoordinated.

At first, Shen Chong subconsciously thought it was the smear of the low-pixel camera, but he found the problem after he transferred the video to his computer and filled it with pixels with a notebook.

The video after pixel filling looks much clearer. This is a monster with a width of about [-] to [-] centimeters and a body length of more than two meters.

Although the athletic ability of this thing is far from exceeding the standard, Shen Chong couldn't figure out what it was.

snake?
That was too thick and too short.

Alligator or lizard?
feet!

A person who wraps himself into fried dough sticks, then hits his face on the ground and rushes towards Tian at an extremely fast speed?

Shen Chong expressed that he did not believe that there is such a mentally retarded snake-skin monster in the world.

Over there, Xinxin was still happily painting under Feng Chuixue's guidance, while Shen Chong actively sent an application through the Monster Killing Information System, requesting to check the file of unsolved headless cases in Le County in the past two years.

The super intuition derived from the invincible memory told him that there must be something strange behind this black shadow.

I have to check!
Huaguo has a large land, rich resources and a large population. An unremarkable small county like Le County also has a population of tens of thousands. Every year, there are tens of thousands of normal and abnormal deaths and thousands of missing people.

It is impossible for the local police department to find all the missing persons even if they try their best. It takes a lot of manpower and material resources just to sort out the files and classify the files.

Fortunately, information technology is popular now. If it used to be, just looking through a file could make people collapse on the spot, not to mention that the workload of the police department is far more than that.

Shen Chong first checked all the files of abnormal deaths, eliminated all doubts, and turned his energy to the thousands of missing files, scanning and browsing at an average speed of one every ten seconds.

What he wanted to check this time was too broad, and he couldn't sum up clear screening conditions. He could only rely on visual observation and brain memory.

Fortunately, the files of the police system are concise and clear, and he only needs to pick out a few key words each time to bring the whole case into his mind.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, he had already scanned nearly [-] files at an outrageous speed.

It seems that the Long March has only reached a fraction, but his next steps can be greatly simplified.

A case two years ago attracted his attention, and he was able to set search conditions and write scripts according to the key nodes of the case.

This is a missing child case. An eight-year-old student who was a second-grade student at Zhongxing Township Primary School in Le County suddenly disappeared on the way home from school.

The scene of the crime was right next to the paddy field, leaving a few traces of struggle and struggle.

At that time, witnesses from far away realized that the situation was not good, and they rushed here with sticks.

As a result, when he rushed to the front, there was nothing left, only broken clothes and the schoolbag of the little boy scattered on the ground.

His eyewitness statement mentioned that when the case happened, it was the autumn harvest season, and the rice in the field was booming. He could only see the child bowing his head and kicking something, and sometimes a black shadow leaping up.

It should be a black dog, a fierce dog with shiny fur.

He thought he could save the child, but he didn't expect that the child and the "black dog" disappeared out of thin air, and his whereabouts were unknown, and there was no sign of the rice being crushed.

Although this case happened two years ago, the description about the shadow in it gave him goosebumps all over his body instantly, like an electric shock.

This black shadow is more than 90.00% likely to be the same thing as the black shadow that flashed in the screen four days ago!

Since it will actively attack people and cause people to disappear, it is not a monster but also a psychic.

This guy has been wandering outside for two years, longer than the gecko man.

Damn it, everyone in Monster Slaying is eating Xiang?
He went to the Monster Slaying System to check the information again, wanting to see the movement of the war department, and make sure whether the Monster Slayer took this case seriously.

Damn, I can't find it, saying that non-staff personnel can't check the mission records of the members of the war department.

He was about to get up and find a corner to call Brother Biao, when Xinxin shouted excitedly, "Dad! I'm done drawing!"

Shen Chong thought for a moment, and hurried to Xinxin's side, and said cheerfully: "Hey, can I show Dad the surprise now?"

Xin Xin nodded heavily, "Of course! Teacher Feng praised me for drawing well!"

Shen Chong looked at Feng Chuixue again, only to find that she was embarrassed and was avoiding his eyes.

He thought something was wrong, what did Xinxin draw?
After two seconds he understood.

Xinxin stood up and turned the drawing board over to face him, "Dang Dang Dang Dang! Dad, can you see if I draw well?"

Looking at the colorful picture in front of him, Shen Chong really didn't know how to describe his mood.

That's quite complicated and difficult to understand, and I can't complain.

Feng Meizi said to let Xinxin play freely and let her imagination run wild. I also agree and agree.

But can't you give me a good guide?

How can you let children draw Qingming ancestor worship?

Are you kidding?

Stared at by Shen Chong's slightly angry burning eyes, Feng Chuixue lowered his head.

What can she do, she is also desperate!

At first, Xin Xin drew Shen Chong first, Feng Chuuxue thought it was a very ordinary portrait of his father.

According to the composition of Xinxin's pen, there is also a large area of ​​blank space, and she should also draw her mother and herself.

Then, Xinxin really drew her mother and herself.

Feng Chuixue also thinks that this is the picture of a family of three that the children enjoy drawing the most. Although it is a bit lacking in originality, it is barely acceptable.

After her own guidance and color correction, she will definitely be able to paint more beautifully than before.

Just as Feng Meizi was thinking this way, Xinxin continued to add characters to the screen.

She drew two more people on the back of her mother, and introduced them to Teacher Fuxue. These are my grandparents. Every March and April, my mother and I would go back to the house of my grandparents and hang out with them.

Feng Chuixue secretly liked it, how difficult it was to be able to draw grandpa and grandma out of independent composition.

After drawing the grandparents, Xinxin drew new characters behind Shen Chong.

Xinxin said, these are my grandparents.

Dad's dad is grandpa, and dad's mom is grandma!
Feng Chuixue didn't know that she had never met her grandparents, but she could see something of Shen Chong himself from the facial features of Shen Chong's parents in her writing, which was very powerful.

Xinxin's sketching skills and spirituality are quite amazing.

After drawing these seven figures, she actually dotted out more small and large figures around.

There is a distant view and a close view. Although the proportions of the characters in the painting are not too precise, they can already reflect the layering of the close view and the distant view.

She painted the eyebrows, eyes, and facial features of the characters in the close-up with the same detail, and she wanted to try it in the characters in the foreground, but the characters were too small to paint.

Feng Chuuxue taught her to simply point out the eyes and mouth with an extra-fine liner pen.

"This is my brother and sister, brother and sister..."

Xinxin pointed to the group of children in the foreground and said.

She pointed to the crowd in the distance and said, "This is my uncle, this is the first uncle, second uncle, and first aunt, second aunt, aunt, uncle..."

After speaking, Xinxin outlined the mountains on the outside of the A3 paper.

Feng Chuixue was amazed at that time.

Although the composition is somewhat uncoordinated, and there is too much white space between the characters and the mountains, it is not easy to draw the scene of a big family spring outing.

But why are there only people from the mother's side among the elders of the second generation, and there are no aunts and aunts from the father's side?
Among the peers, there are only cousins, and there are no such things as cousins.

Suddenly, around four o'clock in the afternoon, Xinxin began to add soil bags and rectangles to the blank space that Feng Chuixue thought was a mistake, and Feng Meizi realized that something was wrong.

This……

These are graves and tombstones!
What she painted was not a spring outing, but an ancestor worship during the Qingming Festival!
She was about to faint at the time, and wanted to call Shen Chong over, but she saw that Shen Chong was staring at the computer engrossed, so it was inconvenient to disturb her.

She tried to get Xinxin to change her mind, but she never thought that the child said that he would go there every year at this time, it was very fun, and this year he really wanted his father to go there too.

Feng Meizi was speechless.

Come on, let's break the jar.

I hope that Mr. Shen will not be too angry. He can pay more attention to Xinxin's delicate thoughts in composition and character portrayal, as well as beautiful color perception.

It's a pity, Shen Chong was obviously angry at this time, Feng Chuixue squeezed his hands stiffly, he didn't expect to mess up his first class, and got up nervously, "Mr. Shen, I'm sorry..."

Shen Chong took a deep breath and rubbed his temples.

He noticed Feng Chuixue's nervousness, and realized that his emotions were not right, probably because he had read so many files before, and had too many negative emotions.

He waved his hands and forced a smile, "It's all right."

Xin Xin keenly sensed that Shen Chong didn't seem very happy, and quickly sank down, "Dad, that... Xin Xin didn't draw well? I'm sorry, Dad..."

Shen Chong squatted down quickly, hugged her to look at the painting together, and scratched her little nose with a smile, "No, Xinxin's painting is very good, very beautiful."

Xinxin immediately became happy again, pointing to the two old people behind Shen Chong, "Father, this is the grandparents I drew, but I have never seen them, do I look like them in the picture?"

Shen Chong's nose became sore in an instant.

Dear daughter, Dad has never really met your grandparents.

"Like, very similar!"

That's all he could say.

"Yeah! I succeeded! This time I was very obedient. I didn't just draw mom and dad, I also drew a lot of people. This is grandpa and grandma...we are at this time of year..."

Shen Chong didn't know what it was like to hear the baby girl babbling in his arms about the inexplicably profound Qingming ancestor worship memories in her little head that should have faded away.

She likes to be lively, but she usually lives in Shudu with Lao Lin, not with her brothers and sisters in Jingping.

Children gather together two or three times a year, one of which is to worship ancestors during the Qingming Festival.

Children don't have a clear concept of ancestor worship, thinking it is a group activity like a spring outing, but they like it very much, so she drew such a picture.

Can't blame Xinxin, let alone Feng Chuuxue.

After correcting his mentality, when Shen Chong looked at the painting again, he really noticed the greatness in it as Feng Chuixue expected.

"Teacher Fuxue, would you like to give me a review?"

Seeing him take the initiative to start the conversation, Feng Chuuxue knew that he had figured it out, secretly heaved a sigh of relief, squatted down next to her, and first boasted: "Xinxin is really amazing, let's start with the idea she just wrote... "

After a long time, Xinxin might be a little tired, but fell asleep in Shen Chong's arms.

Shen Chong was overjoyed by Feng Chuixue's praise of Xinxin, "Xinxin's talent is really so great?"

"Well, much better than me! I couldn't have imagined that a five-year-old child could have this level."

"What about you now?"

Feng Chuuxue thought about it this time, "If she has always been interested in art and persisted in studying, she may not be able to surpass me. I didn't lie to you."

Now Shen Chong couldn't help but be surprised, Feng Chuixue was a player whose talent had exploded and was still exploding, how could Xinxin compare?

"Anyway, thank you, Teacher Fuxue, for today. I misunderstood you just now, and I apologize to you."

"It's okay, I understand, so I'll go first?"

"Okay, pay attention to safety on the road."

"Yes."

After Feng Chuixue left, Shen Chong carried Xinxin upstairs and let her sleep on the bed by herself.

Jiang Yu returned soon, and Shen Chong greeted Wu Ma and left first.

He took away the painting Xinxin drew today.

Walking on the road, he remembered what Xinxin had asked him earlier.

"Dad, can you go back with me and mom? Let's go climbing together, shall we?"

"Not this year."

"Huh? But Dad, you have never been there."

"Dad has other things to do this year."

"Then we must go."

"Okay, I promise you."

"Then what are you going to do, Dad?"

"This year, I'm going to see my grandparents."

"Ah? Then I won't go back with my mother, I want to see my grandparents too!"

"Wait for Xinxin to grow up a bit, okay?"

"Okay... well..."

He squeezed the Qingming ancestor worship map tightly in his hand, and thought to himself, no matter what happened to Le County, he should go back to his hometown.

For those people and things that were suddenly brought up by Xinxin, obviously her own memory is so strong, there are signs of fading away in the depths of memory.

That is not being forgotten, but being deeply hidden in the corner, unless they take the initiative to recall, otherwise they will not jump out spontaneously.

But this is all the past of the predecessor, and now I have to grasp the present, so that I have a future, and Xinxin is my future.

However, I cannot completely abandon the past.

Without my past, there would be no present and future me.

The past of my predecessor is also my past.

Only in this way can I be considered a complete life.

If there is no Xinxin, he still regards himself as a duckweed.

Now he wants to find another root of his own, so as not to live in a hole, and make up for the regret that can never be found and lost forever.

Even if there are only two graves.

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