Special Forces Medic-Chapter 656 - 618: I Will Come to Find You

What exactly is DOMO73895? This question has flashed through Xiao Lin's mind countless times over the years, but to this day, it's still a mystery.

It's a set of numbers that can represent a mark, a number, a code. Anyone who has served in the military knows that every special soldier has their own code. During combat, true names are not used, only numbers. Xiao Lin also has his own.

DOMO73895 represents a person, the identity of an assassin, or perhaps a team. No one has truly seen the existence of said person, making it quite mysterious.

"Consort Ling has used this code for me once in the underground city." Xiao Lin remembered that when he used this code to enter the underground city, people's eyes were different. "What's its special significance?"

"DOMO represents an immortal myth, which has become a legend through the generations within 'Black Crow.' Even we don't truly know what it is." Wing's empty eyes stared at the two people below the arena. "When I first took over 'Black Crow,' DOMO was almost like a necessary course you had to know. This code existed since the creation of 'Black Crow'. It doesn't belong to any region or person."

"As long as you are human, you can't live forever." Xiao Lin didn't believe in the legend of immortality. Human functions are there, even the best one's life ends through old age, sickness, or death, it's just a question of time. Once human functions reach their peak, they degrade rapidly. This is why he felt DOMO was an organization, not an individual.

"Only the City Lord of 'Black Crow' City knows what DOMO truly is, and we don't even know where 'Black Crow' City is."

Xiao Lin looked at Wing somewhat pitifully. "What are you trying to tell me?"

"If DOMO takes on Hong Lian's mission, it won't fail. I hope you are careful while finding Hong Lian."

"Such a thing could be sent via a text message." Xiao Lin turned to leave the meeting room on the second floor. He felt it unnecessary to stay long in that place. Since Wing couldn't give a definite answer, it was all pointless talk. Being cautious of something he wasn't even sure about seemed ridiculous to him.

"Guard! We're leaving." He waved to the still excited people on the stage. Xiao Lin said nothing more to Wing.

"So soon!" Guard ceased his stance and stepped out of the defensive circle. "Hey, let's come back again next time." He jumped off the arena and walked to Xiao Lin's side. "Wing!"

"Upstairs, by the window."

"Oh!" Guard turned and waved to Wing behind him, then quickly followed, diving into the exit they came down from.

Guard watched the silent Xiao Lin, wanting to speak several times, but swallowed his words. Perhaps no one understood this man as he did. It was only due to stubbornness and inability to forgive himself that he now held such indifference.

The silvery QQ car parked in the distance, the lights and figures in the farmhouse flickered in front of the window. They seemed lively, and in the surrounding desolate darkness, the sound of laughter from afar brought a sense of solace to those in the car.

The red dot of a cigarette flickered on and off in the darkness. Multiple times he wanted to get out and join the buzzing crowd, but relinquished the idea due to hesitation. There might always be a few pairs of eyes around him, so perhaps this temporary isolation was for the best.

The phone vibrated intermittently on the panel, its familiar ringtone belonging to someone dear to his heart. How long had it been since they last met? After hesitating, Xiao Lin picked up the phone.

Xia Xue unexpectedly heard a response when she shouldn't have. With an expression of confusion, she walked back to her bedroom. "I miss you!"

"Hmm!" Xiao Lin was impulsive, gazing at the figure by the window, though still seated in his driver's seat. "I know."

Xia Xue took a deep breath, beaming into the void in front. "Lian says you've been busy with an important task."

"Hmm!" Lian was obedient. With her around, perhaps he felt at ease. "You..."

"Can't meet, can we?" Xia Xue mustered the courage, though Lian repeatedly told her that Xiao Lin couldn't be distracted at this time. Yet longing couldn't be circumvented.

"I will come to you." The woman's sobbing made Xiao Lin hang up in panic. At that moment he had a firm grasp on defeating reason. He believed the incident at the manufacturing plant had already incited the Fourth Lord's wrath, and that was precisely what he wanted. If someone needed to quell the Fourth Lord's anger, he'd selfishly transfer it to others.

The silvery QQ drove away from the path, and as if having sensed something, Xia Xue opened the window. Outside was pitch black, but the distinct sound of the engine made her keenly aware that Xiao Lin was there. She cupped her trembling lips; they once were so close, yet unable to meet. She couldn't suppress her sorrow and cried.

Lian rotated the handle on the door. The sorrow seeping from inside overwhelmed her. Being a woman, she understood the emotions of another woman more deeply.

"He..." Although understanding, she couldn't bring herself to comfort. The sorrow of being so close yet unable to meet seemed needless from Xia Xue's perspective. Lian couldn't explain it; Xia Xue remained unaware of much.

"It's okay, I understand!" Pretending to be strong deepened one's empathy. So, Lian gently embraced Xia Xue from behind, voicing those three words on behalf of Xiao Lin.

"What we can do is assure he is worry-free."

"Hmm, let's head to the basement!" Xia Xue lifted her head, wiping away the tears. She smiled at Lian. "Let's call Dan Qing and spar with those three guys."

"Alright!" Lian laughed along. Yes, there's nothing more suitable for forgetting than this. To not be a burden on him, one must strengthen oneself first, a realization Xia Xue arrived at.

"Lian, what is Liger City really like?" Xia Yusheng went to Liger City today, seemingly confident in its development. However, Xia Xue harbored some concerns.

"It's considered a turning point of opportunity. Secretary Hua invited your father to be part of this, and undoubtedly has his reasons. I don't think he'd set you up."

"That's not what I mean. I'm just worried that since my father just entered politics and doesn't know much..."

"From what I know, your father is doing well; otherwise, he wouldn't be frequently entering political circles, would he?"

Lian and Xia Xue entered the basement together, and the few stretching their limbs inside pulled faces and frowned upon seeing them.

"No holding back this time." Xia Xue relished their expressions.

"Yes!" The thought of dealing with the boss's woman brought wrinkles to Zimu's handsome face.

"If any of you dare go easy on us, I'll surely tell Xiao Lin you're bullying us."

Xiao Lin once said practice leads to truth, and she would make good use of it. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it on Qidian (qidian.com) with recommendations or monthly tickets – your support is my greatest motivation.)