I'm not sick! So do my other personalities!

Yaxinyuan.

A special flying car painted in blue and green painted by the Sheriff's Department sped in. The community's announcement to warn against fugitives infected with the digital virus had not yet ended. The car had already parked steadily under a residential building.

Zhou Zhen got out of the car accompanied by master and apprentice Lao He.

Lao He looked around, took out a cigarette, looked at Zhou Zhen and said: "Your dad and I have been classmates since junior high school. We have been friends for decades. I don't want to talk about it. He walked away very neatly. What a sin."

"In our industry, you have to be mentally prepared from the moment you walk in."

"Fortunately, you are an adult, so you can breathe a sigh of relief when he leaves."

"I just gave you my number. If you encounter any trouble, just come to me."

"By the way, Dad still has some debris in the office. I asked Xiao Wu to clean it up for you."

Hearing this, the young security guard quickly took out a cardboard box from the trunk.

Lao He took out a car key from it, threw it to Zhou Zhen, and nodded his chin towards the parking lot not far away, "Your dad's other personal belongings are probably in his car."

"When you have free time, go find it yourself."

Zhou Zhen's heart moved. "Dad" went out in a hurry yesterday and didn't drive the white flying car?

How did the other party leave the community?

However, he didn't say anything. He just nodded, took the keys and the carton, and walked quietly towards the corridor.

Lao He stood at the door smoking a cigarette and watched him disappear into the elevator. He didn't say anything more. After taking a few puffs of cigarette, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out: "Let's go!"

Zhou Zhen watched the elevator door close and he was the only one in the empty car. He put the carton down, turned around, blocked the camera, took out the brown paper envelope and opened it.

There are a total of two things inside, a key with a rare shape; and a photo.

The background of the photo is a famous landscape somewhere. There are three figures on the stone stairs filled with water vapor. The boy in the middle is holding a hydrogen balloon and sitting very quietly on the railing. His eyebrows are those of Zhou Zhen, who is about seven or eight years old. The figure on the left is tall and burly, with no traces of burns on his face. He is holding one arm behind the boy, and the other is on his waist. He is looking at the camera and smiling happily. It is Zhou Jianqiang.

The person on the right is wearing a light purple dress, is slightly short, and carries a small white leather bag on her slender arm. However, there is a hole in the front of her face burned by a cigarette butt, and her appearance cannot be seen.

Ding dong!

The elevator reached the 28th floor, and the doors opened silently on both sides.

Zhou Zhen immediately stuffed everything back into the envelope, put the envelope in his pocket, picked up the carton, and walked out.

As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, I heard a loud voice: "... Later, I borrowed the electronic scale from the brother next to me, and my grandson's eyes went straight!"

"A full twenty pounds!"

"Good guy, I can't even heat a pot!"

When Zhou Zhen heard this, he subconsciously followed the sound and saw three strange men laughing and holding cigarettes between their hands by the window in the hall.

The man who was gesticulating was wearing a brown and black striped polo shirt with a poisonous scorpion tattooed on his neck. He was tall and tall. He stood like an iron tower at the window, blocking most of the light and making the entire foyer a bit dark.

On his left side, there is a man with the same big shoulders and round waist. He may feel that the hall is too hot. He is shirtless and has a giant python tattooed on his shoulder. It is wrapped around his shoulders and waist, and his scales are lifelike. He is holding a cigarette in his mouth, smiling, and looking out the window from time to time. .

The man on the far right has a shaved head, and his strong muscles stretch out the simple white vest. At this moment, he slowly blows out a smoke ring. He is looking at the size of the man in the polo shirt and keeps nodding: " This weighs over twenty kilograms..."

Zhou Zhen had never seen these three people before and didn't know whether they were neighbors living next door or other outsiders.

However, he now has no memory of the original owner. In order to prevent these three people from knowing the original owner and coming to greet him, he immediately quickened his pace and walked to the door of his home.

Imitating Zhou Jianqiang's previous actions, Zhou Zhen stood in front of the door and looked up at the top of the door frame.

drop!

The smart home system scans and passes, and the door opens.

Zhou Zhen immediately walked towards the door holding the cardboard box.

But he had just stepped into the door with one foot and had not yet crossed the threshold with the other foot. Among the three people smoking in the foyer, the man with a shaved head suddenly rushed towards him with a lunge and flying knees. Kick Zhou Zhen hard in the back!

Zhou Zhen was unprepared, his body instantly lost his balance, and the cardboard box he was holding fell heavily into the room.

The three people smoking in the foyer followed the room neatly, and the shirtless man walking at the back closed the door behind him.

Zhou Zhen immediately knew that something was wrong. Just as he was about to get up, the shirtless man and the bald man rushed forward, pulled him up one from the left and the other from the right, and punched him twice in the chest!

Bang bang!

"Cough cough cough..."

In pain, Zhou Zhen coughed violently. Before he could catch his breath, the leading man in a polo shirt had already walked up to him, grabbed his hair, lifted his head up, and asked fiercely: "Where's your dad? When will the money be repaid!"

money?

Pay back the money?

Zhou Zhen quickly realized that the call his "dad" received yesterday mentioned raising money...

Is it because of the home loan and car loan?

No!

Public officials have stable and guaranteed incomes and have always been banks' favorite loan customers.

Even if "dad" has died in the line of duty, it is impossible for a formal financial institution to come to collect debts so quickly, using this violent method.

The real reason should be that the original owner was infected with the "digital virus", and the original owner's father borrowed a large amount of money through gray channels in order to pay for the consultation fees at the underground clinic!

Now, the creditors are coming!

Seeing that Zhou Zhen didn't speak for a long time, the man in the polo shirt grabbed his hair and knocked him directly to the floor!

boom!

Zhou Zhen suddenly felt dizzy, his whole head was buzzing, and the familiar cramping pain came in waves.

The man in the polo shirt is about forty years old, with thick arms and a sinewy face. When he is not smiling, his eyes and brows are cruel. At this moment, he said with a sinister tone: "I owe Brother Li money, even if he is Sun Houhou." If you do, you must pay back the principal with interest!”

"Don't think that if Zhou Jianqiang's phone is turned off, Brother Li can't do anything to him!"

"If he doesn't pay back the money today, I will smash your house!"

With that said, he threw Zhou Zhen away, straightened up, and gestured to his two companions.

The shirtless man and the bald man immediately understood each other and directly dragged Zhou Zhen up from the ground, then slammed him against the coffee table next to him!

boom!

Bang bang bang...

Zhou Zhen's whole body hit the coffee table, and the glass coffee table was immediately smashed into pieces.

Before he could get up from the broken glass, teacups, teapots and other debris on the floor, the shirtless man had already stepped forward, picked up a chair at hand, raised it high, and smashed it towards Zhou Zhen!

Zhou Zhen's head hurt more and more. He just gathered some strength and tried to get up from the ground. The heavy solid wood chair hit his back hard with the sound of whistling wind.

The huge force made Zhou Zhen's chest suffocate, all his strength disappeared, and he fell down again in an instant.

The bald man laughed ferociously, grabbed his hair, and knocked him towards the marble dining table next to him!

Bang bang bang...

The two punched and kicked Zhou Zhen until he curled up on the ground, holding his head tightly with both hands, and fell to the ground with a twisted look on his face.

The man in the polo shirt relit his cigarette, walked to the sofa not far away and sat down. He crossed his legs leisurely and nodded his chin at Zhou Zhen: "Keep fighting!"

"I want to see how long Zhou Jianqiang can delay it!"

As he spoke, he took a deep breath of cigarette with a contented expression and slowly blew out a smoke ring.

Before the smoke ring was completely exhausted, a burst of fast-paced music sounded.

The man in the polo shirt immediately took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, looked at the caller ID, and immediately connected: "Hello, Brother Li..."

"Okay! Okay..."

"Well...the money has not been received yet, Zhou Jianqiang is not at home..."

"Understood! Understood! Asking for money is not our real purpose..."

"呲呲呲......"

"Hey...hey...Brother Li...hey..."

"Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah..."

Halfway through the call, an intermittent sound of electricity suddenly sounded in the receiver. It seemed that there was some kind of strong signal interference. The man in a polo shirt said "hello" several times in a row. Instead of hearing the voice on the other end of the phone clearly, the electricity was flowing. The sound is getting louder and louder!

Gradually, all the lights in the whole room began to flicker on and off...

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