Chapter 399: A slap in the face comes just like that

What about your face......

Ying Duo raised his hand, brushed the spot on Yang Yichen's finger, lowered his head to glance at the charcoal mark on the finger, then expressionlessly took a paper and wiped it clean.

Your room is too dirty.

Yang Yichen really considered this possibility.

He hadn't lived in this room long to begin with, and because the situation was urgent, he naturally couldn't clean it slowly like in reality, but even the basic hygiene should have been done once.

Could it be that his younger brother rolled under the bed?

While Yang Yichen was thinking, Ying Duo had already walked straight from his side to beside the dining table.

On the table sat a bowl of white porridge, with a small dish of pickled vegetables beside it.

Ying Duo sat down, picked up the bowl, and began to drink slowly.

Yang Yichen held the bowl and sat opposite him.

Steam rose from the white porridge between them; Yang Yichen picked up a piece of pickled vegetable with his chopsticks, put it in his mouth, and chewed twice.

Do you have any time today?

Ying Duo's motion paused.

Arrangements? He originally had them, but they weren't important.

As for Luo Jinyou's side, he needs to go check the situation; Fang Zhiyan won't have any movement for now, and he also needs to wait for Hua Jian Lei's intelligence to be in place before he can decide what to do next......

At least in the short term, he won't have anything to do.

Otherwise he wouldn't have taken this time to finish crafting his new weapon.

I'm free.

Yang Yichen's eyes lit up upon hearing that.

The concert you mentioned—I really don't have time to go with you," Yang Yichen put down his chopsticks, took out his communicator from his pocket, tapped a few times, then pushed it toward Ying Duo, "but take a look and see if you want to go?"

Ying Duo lowered his head and glanced at the screen.

Neon-X fan meeting tickets, time is today at two in the afternoon.

When did you buy it?" Ying Duo asked curiously.

Last night I searched online, found there were still some, and bought them.

That, of course, was also a lie.

Neon-X has many fans; even a random ticket has been scalped to a high price, so the two tickets Yang Yichen managed to snag are unsold only because the price was driven too high.

What did he say yesterday, again?

Yang Yixie never expected Yang Yichen to remember, nor did he expect him to take the invitation seriously.

After all, from the start he just wanted to find any excuse to test the waters; saying he wanted to see the concert was only because the two times happened to clash.

The result was, of course, because his brother had to participate in an official operation, so he had to change his entropy-increasing action plan.

Ying Duo finished the last mouthful of porridge in the bowl and put down his chopsticks.

Yang Yichen had already skillfully taken away the bowl and was now washing dishes in the kitchen.

The fan meeting is at two p. m.; we just need to set out an hour earlier......

I've checked," Yang Yichen stacked the washed bowls, turned around, wiped his hands on his apron, and said, "The fan meeting allows photos and autographs; what do you want to bring? An album? A poster?"

I don't have those.

Yang Yichen hesitated, lowered his head to think, then said, "Should we go out and buy them later? The venue entrance should have them, but they'll surely be more expensive; let's first find a store......

After confirming they would go, Yang Yichen decisively asked for leave from the Celestial Dome Foreign Ministry; considering something had happened on his way back yesterday, and besides he really wasn't busy, his supervisor readily approved the leave.

Ying Duo, having nothing to do, combed his messy hair with a comb on one hand while adjusting Yang Yichen's small TV to the latest news channel on the other.

The Dome recently had no important news; it was just left on as background noise.

Up until it was time to leave, Yang Yichen began rummaging through his room; he pulled a black coat from the closet, shook it out, held it up against Ying Duo for size, then put it back.

What are you up to again?" Ying Duo sat on the sofa watching his brother busy himself.

I'll give you a disguise," Yang Yichen said without turning back,

Your hair is too eye-catching; the wanted list says it's Ying Guang Lu, and if someone recognizes you——

He paused, pulled something from the box, turned and held it up to Ying Duo, asking, "Mask—wear it or not?"

Ying Duo took it and glanced at it—an ordinary disposable mask, probably something Yang Yichen had grabbed from some office desk.

Yang Yichen tossed the mask at Ying Duo, then pulled a pair of glasses from the drawer, held them up, and checked them against the light.

These are glasses I bought earlier for disguise; they're plain lenses—just wear them for now.

Yang Yichen gave Ying Duo all the disguise items to use, then stepped forward, pressed down Ying Duo's hat, and tucked the hair that was sticking up at the sides inside.

All right," his tone quite satisfied, "this should keep you from being recognized.

Ying Duo walked to the broken mirror by the door and took a look; his Ying Guang Lu hair was mostly covered by the hat, the mask hid half his face, and the black-framed glasses blocked his golden eyes from behind.

At a glance, he really couldn't be recognized.

He turned his head, glanced at Yang Yichen still tidying up, and suddenly said:

Have you ever thought about a question?

What?" Yang Yichen didn't look up, busy stuffing his wallet into his pocket.

I'm wanted by the Church," Ying Duo leaned against the doorframe, his voice muffled by the mask, "the Church and the Dome are two different organizations.

Yang Yichen's motion paused.

The Dome isn't under the Church's jurisdiction," Ying Duo continued, "so even if I were recognized, it wouldn't really be a big deal, would it?

So his brother's disguise skills are no good; moreover, the neighbor Liu Shu has already seen him, yet Yang Yichen took no action—it's as if he'd written his collusion with the neighbor right on his face.

Yang Yichen opened his mouth to speak, but before he could, the small TV in the living room suddenly switched to a different picture.

At that moment, the TV picture switched from a speech by some high-ranking Dome official to a photograph.

A photo he was very familiar with.

Ying Guang Lu hair, golden eyes, even the filming motion looked very familiar—probably taken by the surveillance camera on the airship, the teenager stood on the table looking down at everyone.

Beside the photo were a few lines of text, the red font especially conspicuous.

"...... Dome today issued a wanted notice, offering a bounty for the criminal suspect who hijacked the airship yesterday; it is learned that the suspect is a cultist of the cult organization Co-Absorption, who once caused large-scale chaos within the Church's sphere of influence......"

Dome naturally also offered its bounty for Ying Duo:

30,000,000.

Thirty million.

Sometimes a slap in the face comes that fast.

It's true that the Church and the Dome are two opposing organizations, but there's no stopping someone who, upon arriving at the Dome, goes around causing trouble under the banner of Co-Absorption.

Although compared to Ying Duo's worth on the Church's side, the bounty offered by the Dome is a bit too little.

It's just adding a fraction to his bounty.