All the evil beasts in the world, I feed on demons and monsters

Chapter 334 The Secret of Twenty Years Ago

The community's greenery remains lush even in winter. Evergreen plants are covered with fine snowflakes on the main road. The familiar path allows Ji Ran to walk to Building 7 without having to think, relying solely on her senses.

Got home.

The lights were on throughout the building, and people were playing with fireworks with their children in the flowerbeds downstairs. Small red lanterns were also hanging on the glass doors outside the building.

A smile involuntarily appeared on Ji Ran's face.

From junior high school onwards, my parents were transferred to work, moving from a small town to the city. I lived here for six years before college, until I started working and rented a small apartment near my workplace.

My childhood friends all live nearby.

Thinking of this, Ji Ran took out her phone as she stepped into the elevator and checked her two pinned group chats.

The Three Musketeers

[Salted Fish Racing Team Group]

The gaming group was started by my close college classmates, and since graduation, it's only been active occasionally on weekends.

The "Three Musketeers" were his two closest childhood friends. The information above was still from October 1st.

That's life. Once you step into society, even friends who used to chat until midnight every day and talk about everything can fall silent for months in the daily routine.

Ji Ran silently took a picture of the elevator she was in and sent it to the "Three Musketeers" group chat.

The next second—

【Cai Lan】：?

[Deng Zhihe]: ?

[Deng Zhihe]: When did you get back? You didn't even say anything. You're really something.

[Cai Lan]: It's quite a coincidence that I came here. The hospital didn't schedule me for the Spring Festival this year.

[Deng Zhihe]: Are you free now? South Gate food stall?
[Ji Ran]: Tomorrow, tomorrow. I just got off the plane and came back.

[Cai Lan]: Okay, I happen to have something to do here.

……

Friendships may seem stagnant after graduation, but even the slightest pebble can create lively ripples.

After getting out of the elevator, Ji Ran knocked on the door.

"Who?"

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Ji Ran couldn't help but smile.

Click!

The door opened, and the mother, dressed in brown loungewear and with short hair, opened it.

Ji Ran looked at her mother, who was still holding a pen, and smiled, "Mom."

"Hey?"

The other person was clearly taken aback, but their almond-shaped eyes immediately lit up, and before they could even react, the corners of their mouths had already turned up.

"You're back so late?"

As she spoke, the mother paused, then suddenly reached out and measured Ji Ran's height. Even though she had used every method she could think of to gradually shrink her body through the fusion of spirit and flesh, she had only managed to reach a height of 2.1 meters. That was 30 centimeters taller than before.

"you?"

"The food at work is good, so I've grown taller."

Ji Ran walked in jokingly. Her mother seemed to have thought of something, and a hint of worry flashed in her eyes, but she just smiled and said, "Okay, your father is in the study. Go and take a look first."

She patted Ji Ran's arm, and when she smiled, the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes became more obvious, but she did not look old. Overall, she looked like she was in her thirties. Her features were six or seven parts similar to Ji Ran's, three-dimensional and slender, but with a touch more gentleness.

As she spoke, her mother handed the pen to Ji Ran and said cheerfully, "By the way, could you also draw a character profile analysis for me? The materials are all in the study."

"Let me heat up your food first."

"it is good."

Ji Ran smiled, just like before. However, her mother's words made Ji Ran realize something—she should have some understanding of the Special Operations Department. At least, she should be able to accept unusual phenomena.

Even a high-ranking security officer like one's own mother wouldn't react this way upon seeing her son grow 30 centimeters taller.

Although he didn't elaborate, he couldn't hide the fact that his father's old captain at the General Bureau was his subordinate, and that he had joined the Special Operations Department.

Da da da.

Ji Ran turned and walked into the study not far away.

Pushing open the door, I saw a middle-aged man in a black sweater slumped over the table. The overhead light in the study was off, with only the eye-protection lamp on the desk shining on the table.

This is an old habit of my father's that saves electricity.

The man had a square face, wore silver-rimmed glasses, had short hair, a high nose bridge, and large, bright eyes. He was currently preparing… a rifle.

The rifle is long and exquisite, with a barrel that is significantly thicker and heavier than that of ordinary firearms.

Bullets were laid out on the table, their bodies clearly engraved with talismans, including five crystal bullets with translucent red crystal tips.

A spiritual rifle!
Ji Ran recognized it immediately; he had seen it before on the transport plane. The red fire-attribute bullets could even threaten a level 4 walker.

"An Ran, could you get me the magazine? It's in the second drawer under the bookshelf."

Yun Anran is her mother's name.

At this moment, Ji Ran looked at his father, who was engrossed in his work, walked to the bookshelf that covered the entire wall, opened the drawer, and inside were several boxes of unopened bullets neatly arranged. The black wooden boxes were emblazoned with the white logo of the mythical beast Lu Wu, clearly products of the Special Operations Department.

Ji Ran picked up a magazine from below, walked over, and placed it on the table.

The father concentrated intently, replacing some parts on the rifle, then loading the last fire-attribute bullet, and then loading the rest of the bullets.

Ji Ran looked at his father's rough hands, his bones large and strong. At 1.85 meters tall, he still looked powerful and energetic even in middle age.

On the clothes rack behind him lay the uniform of the Secret Service. Embroidered on the left chest was a mountain, its undulating peaks outlined in a few strokes, with a miniature red Luwu emblem in the center.

"When did you come back?"

At that moment, her father raised his head, his tone calm and composed. But when Ji Ran turned her head, she still saw the surprise in his eyes.

"My flight is tonight."

Ji Ran smiled. To the side of her father's desk was her mother's workbench, directly opposite the bookshelf.

At that moment, Ji Ran walked over, opened a file, picked up a pen, and started sketching on a piece of white paper.

I have been good at painting since I was a child. If it weren't for my parents' influence and my obsession with becoming a law enforcement officer, I might have become a painter.

Ji Ran's father is named Ji Cheng.

At that moment, he sized up Ji Ran's height, picked up the rifle in his hand, and said, "Do you recognize me?"

"Spiritual Rifle".

Ji Ran nodded, put down his pen, and looked at his father.

"Heh." Ji Cheng chuckled, exhaled, and said, "Doing logistics?"

"No."

"That's the Traveler?"

His father's words startled him.

The soft, eye-protecting light shone on the man's glasses, making his eyes bright, yet revealing a sense of helplessness. His black sweater, bathed in warm orange light, looked heavy and weathered.

"Yes."

Ji Ran was only slightly distracted, but considering that his father was a member of the secret service, it wasn't surprising that he knew about the Traveler.

"I know a few of them too."

Ji Cheng smiled, placed the rifle on the table, and said, "Twenty years ago in Qing City, he was the director of the Special Operations Department, leading several teams of travelers to guide us."

"If there are any missions in the future, you'll follow me; I'll be your leader."

Ji Ran said with a grin, but in his heart he was really thinking the same thing. If he could get his father into his team, then he would be truly safe.

"Then you're late."

Ji Cheng was taken aback, then shook his head and smiled, "I've already been sent out on official business. After the Lantern Festival, I'll go to the European branch."

"doing what?"

"Doing research."

Ji Ran: "?"

Ji Cheng thought for a moment, then took out a box from the drawer beneath him.

The box is oval-shaped and contains several syringes.

"what is this?"

At that moment, Ji Ran put down his pen and walked to his father's desk.

"vaccine."

Ji Cheng took out a stick and stuck it into his arm.

"Dad, you?"

Ji Cheng waved his hand, then pulled out the syringe and placed it on the table. Ji Ran only saw his father shiver slightly before picking up the syringe.

There is a sticker on the syringe that reads "Flu B".

"influenza?"

Ji Ran frowned and looked at her father, but the next moment, her eyes widened suddenly—

I watched as my father picked up the disassembled parts, a thick metal tube, 5mm thick, and dented it by his two fingers.

"Uh?"

Ji Ran could sense that his father's strength had increased several times over! Although he hadn't reached level 1, he had already reached the limit of a normal person!

Bang!

The metal tube landed on the table. Ji Cheng slowly exhaled and said, "It was only a small amount injected; it will recover after a good night's sleep."

"What's happening here?"

Ji Ran was genuinely curious.

He had previously assumed that the secret service consisted of law enforcement officers who had encountered unusual events, signed confidentiality agreements, and used spiritual equipment. But now it seemed that it wasn't that simple.

"Twenty years ago, a few people appeared in Qing City."

"They attacked hospitals and treatment centers in Qing City. At first, the headquarters thought it was a routine attack."

"But later we found out that those patients who were originally diagnosed with terminal illnesses all recovered and gained terrifying power. Back then, the Special Operations Department of Qing City wiped out two of the Walker Squads in one night."

"The situation was stabilized only after a bureau chief came. I remember his headquarters code name was 'Red Maple'."

Ji Ran was stunned. It was him?

"At that time, almost all the front-line troops in Shandong Province were transferred here for emergency response, resulting in heavy casualties."

"Throughout the city, anyone with a disease has turned into a different kind of monster."

"It's comparable to the movie Resident Evil."

Ji Cheng sighed and said, "Later, a group from the Special Operations Department, I don't know how, found a way to be unaffected by the disease and killed those strange people in one night, which brought the situation under control."

"But most of the people who got sick died. The entire city was taken to the seaside and cremated. Your father was tough and survived."

He also received a second-class merit award.

Ji Cheng smiled and said, "Moreover, I also have the ability to transform diseases into power, but the only ones that are compatible with me are [influenza] and [encephalitis]."

"It's fine to use it for the flu, but it can be harmful to the body if used for encephalitis. Headquarters only approved one dose for me, so I'm saving it for a critical moment."

At this moment, Ji Ran seemed to realize something.

So, what happened twenty years ago was this big? An entire city fell!
No wonder... the crematorium that Qing City went to had such a large incinerator.

A general leading the team, yet the problem was ultimately solved by beheading?

Ji Ran thought about her own experience. Twenty years ago, that was also the time when Hong Feng entered Yingzhou Immortal Island! Is there a connection between the two?

“I didn’t tell your mother any of this. Now that the General Administration has released some of it, I’ve only told her that back then, I went to carry out a combat mission with people from another dimension.”

Do you know why I'm telling you this?

Ji Ran snapped out of her daze and asked, "Why?"

"First of all, the confidentiality agreement only requires that the information be kept secret from ordinary people, but it can be made public to the secret department and the special operations department."

"Secondly..."

Ji Cheng straightened up slightly and said, "Is there anything you want to tell your father?"

Ji Ran chuckled to himself; so that's what they were waiting for. His father wanted to know about his situation in the Special Operations Department.

Seeing the worry hidden in his father's calm gaze, Ji Ran smiled.

"Have."

"I'm new here, and I only know a little about the situation. I haven't experienced as much danger as you, my leader."

"Stop it."

Ji Cheng pointed to his mother's work desk, and Ji Ran pulled over a chair and started chatting with Ji Cheng.

The soft glow of the eye-protecting lamp enveloped the father and son as they chatted, fireworks exploded in the night sky outside the window, and the sizzling sound of hot oil came from the kitchen.

Ji Ran felt calm and relaxed, and began to explain to her father the real-world tasks and benefits of the Special Operations Department.

(End of this chapter)