Chapter 439: Chapter 439: The Revived Monster

Chapter 439: The Revived Monster (Update 2)

The next day, at 6 a.m.

The young couple, sporting panda eyes from a sleepless night, ran home.

Xiao Yu and Mu Qingwu had barely slept a wink all night.

They had been lovey-dovey during the early hours, but as night deepened, thoughts of a child crept in.

After a hard-fought night, they rushed back as morning finally broke.

Only when they saw that their parents had taken excellent care of the baby did they heave a giant sigh of relief.

Last night, the impassioned lovers chasing their dreams had transformed into devoted parents…

During the day, the couple spent time with their parents.

At night, once both sets of parents left, the true intimacy of new parents unfolded.

10 p.m.

Mu Qingwu soothed the baby while Xiao Yu slept soundly.

1 a.m.

Xiao Yu comforted the baby so his wife could catch a bit more rest.

4 a.m.

Mu Qingwu cradled the baby in her arms and lay in her younger brother’s embrace.

5 a.m.

Seeing his wife lying on the bed with the baby sound asleep, Xiao Yu shook his head and carefully covered them with a thin quilt.

Not wanting to disturb his sleeping family, he set up a mat on the floor and prepared to wait until dawn.

In truth, he was just afraid of accidentally squashing the baby and couldn’t bring himself to climb onto the bed.

Then, Mu Qingwu woke up and noticed her husband had just lain down nearby.

The couple exchanged a secretive smile.

Rising slowly, Mu Qingwu cooed to the baby, “Sleep tight, little one. Mama’s off to keep Dad company.”

Leaving the bed, she joined Xiao Yu and nestled into his familiar embrace, settling down on the floor.

With a soft sigh, Xiao Yu embraced his wife and closed his eyes…

Such is life—eventually, everything settles into an ordinary rhythm.

That is the greatest happiness.

Few things surpass the simple joy of sharing life’s daily bread and butter with someone.

I know it hasn’t been easy; you understand my struggles.

Mutual care and constant companionship…

…

Is it the familiar doorstep at home or the bittersweet farewells that stay with us?

“Don’t worry.”

With eyes as tranquil as water, Mu Qingwu looked at Xiao Yu and said, “I’ll take good care of the baby.”

“Mm.”

He lowered his head to kiss the baby, then gradually raised it again to press his lips onto his wife’s ruby lips.

No more words were needed.

Dressed in his National Security uniform, Xiao Yu climbed into a Red Flag Car sporting a special license plate.

“Mu Mu, Daddy’s off to catch the bad guys again.”

Holding the baby, Mu Qingwu smiled tenderly as she watched the car recede, murmuring, “Do you want to grow up to be a towering hero like Dad someday?”

“Ah, ah…”

The baby’s tiny mouth bubbled with adorable coos.

“Does Mu Mu want to?”

Lowering her head, Mu Qingwu kissed the baby and whispered with a smile, “Momma will take you to see Dad’s medals—so many of them. He said they were gifts for me, but I’ll give them all to you instead. Grow up clutching those medals, and one day, just like Dad, become a cop and catch the bad guys!”

“Yah, yah…”

The baby chirped even louder, his little mouth filling the air with gleeful giggles.

Mu Qingwu shook her head with a smile and walked toward the front door.

“Just like father and son!”

…

Capital City, National Security.

A helicopter landed on the helipad.

After disembarking, Xiao Yu walked toward Wang Dong, who stood not far away.

“Let’s go see Boss first.”

Gone was Wang Dong’s usual smile—his face now etched with seriousness.

“Alright.”

Xiao Yu and Wang Dong hurried downstairs, heading straight for the Minister’s Office.

He thought to himself: This reeks of big trouble!

Upon arriving, Big Boss wore a similarly solemn expression.

“Reporting!” Xiao Yu saluted sharply.

The Old Man waved dismissively and pointed to the guest sofa.

After sitting down, Xiao Yu stared unblinkingly at Big Boss.

He quietly observed the elderly man before him.

He took in the weathered lines around the old man’s eyes and brows.

Imagining his own future in old age, Xiao Yu felt a complex swirl of emotions that he couldn’t quite describe.

“There was a monster who had once died.”

Gazing at Xiao Yu, the Old Man suddenly declared, “But he’s alive again!”

“A monster?”

(chdj) Suddenly, Xiao Yu’s heart pounded as his expression grew increasingly perplexed.

What kind of person could be labeled a monster by such a titan in his field?

He must be unbelievably strong—clearly, he had clashed with National Security before, right?

“I wonder if Wang Dong has mentioned anything to you,”

The Old Man sighed softly, “That monster once cost a National Security team their lives!”

“What the—” Xiao Yu gasped in shock.

An inexplicable, absurd atmosphere suddenly filled the room.

It pressed in on the air, compressing his very thoughts.

Xiao Yu had indeed heard of this monster from Wang Dong—more than once.

A whole Special Task Force had been sacrificed in the attempt to capture it.

At the time, he had thought the man was unbelievably formidable, incredibly powerful.

But thankfully, he was dead.

Yet…he’s alive?

How could someone declared dead by National Security possibly come back? Was it some kind of mysticism?

After a long silence, the Old Man stated flatly, “Find him, capture him, or…kill him!”

It was such a plain remark.

Yet when spoken, it carried the weight of years of life and death, along with a killing intent that could cut the heavens.

Slowly, Xiao Yu stood and walked toward the door.

He could hear the anger and hatred in the Old Man’s voice.

Not for the old man himself,

but for the fallen National Security personnel of years past.

Then, go find him, capture him, and kill him…

The Old Man calmly watched Xiao Yu’s retreating figure.

For a brief moment, his vision betrayed him.

It was as if he saw a knife slowly drawn from its sheath.

The knife’s keen edge felt almost tangible,

causing a slight sting in his eyes.

Something stirred deep within the Old Man’s gaze.

Only in this manner could it be deemed National Security’s deadliest weapon.

If someday this weapon were to sheath its edge and hide its true power, it would be the epitome of understated brilliance.

Then… the Old Man slowly stood up, turning his head with a hint of wistfulness.

He quietly gazed at the chair that had been his companion for nearly thirty years.

“Old friend, I’m too old now to match up to you!”

…

National Security, Grand Meeting Room.

As the door swung open, nine pairs of eyes fell on Xiao Yu like invisible blades.

“Let’s begin the meeting.”

After Xiao Yu sat down, Group Nine’s leader, Zhou Lie, spoke in a cold tone.

The curtains automatically closed, plunging the room into darkness.

Suddenly.

A beam of light burst forth, transforming into a glowing screen.

It illuminated a hundred-inch display.

Xiao Yu squinted and saw a figure projected on the screen.

A young man, ordinary in appearance like a college student,

yet it was exactly this young man…

who, with a smile, picked up a gun and aimed it at the camera.

Bang…