The male supporting role was captured by the protagonist after his rebirth

Tianhai City, Yuelu Community.

Everyone in the shelter gathered in the safe house on the 24th floor where Zhang Yi had stayed before. At this moment, the house was unusually quiet, everyone was silently doing their own things, no one spoke, and the whole scene seemed particularly solemn and depressing.

About ten days ago, Zhang Yi returned to the shelter without any warning. At that time, he was emitting a strong smell of alcohol and his body was swaying from side to side, as if he would fall to the ground in the next second due to losing balance.

Not only that, his clothes were stained with wine, his hair was a mess, and he looked extremely sloppy and embarrassed.

This sudden scene shocked everyone in the shelter. They looked at each other, at a loss as to what to do.

Zhou Ke'er was extremely worried. She hurried to him and asked anxiously, "What happened? Why is this happening?"

However, facing everyone's questions, Zhang Yi just kept shaking his head, as if trying to get rid of the pain in his mind. His lips trembled slightly, and he wanted to say something, but what came out of his mouth was a series of vague and incomprehensible mumbling.

Seeing his strange behavior, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

Zhou Ke'er and Yang Siya hurriedly fed him some hangover medicine and were about to help him lie down on the bed for a good rest. However, when they walked to the bedroom door, the drunk Zhang Yi stopped for some reason.

He shook his head vigorously, as if trying to wake up. Then, he stretched out his hand and gently pushed away the two women beside him, then turned around, walked slowly into the room with a staggering step, and closed the door.

The whole action seemed very abrupt and stiff, as if he had become a different person in an instant.

Zhou Ke'er and Yang Siya looked at each other and were silent. They were increasingly confused about what this man was thinking.

The next morning, the sun shone through the window into the room, but Zhang Yi did not feel any warmth. He slowly opened his eyes, as if he had experienced a long and painful dream.

His face became so gloomy that no one in the shelter dared to look at him directly.

Judging from his lifeless expression, he seemed to have suffered some unbearable blow in Blizzard City, or endured great injustice and suffering, so that he became like a walking corpse.

Everyone in the shelter looked at Zhang Yi silently, their hearts filled with worry and confusion.

Even when Yang Xinxin, Zhang Yi's most trusted military advisor, went to ask him, he just shook his head and said nothing, sitting there in silence.

They thought that Zhang Yi would stay for a while longer after his return this time, and might not even return to the place that broke his heart.

However, just as everyone was secretly speculating, Zhang Yi suddenly broke the silence and said in a low voice: "You, move to Yuelu Community for the time being. I have other important matters to deal with here."

His words were like a cold wind blowing through the air, causing everyone present to shiver. They looked at each other, not knowing how to respond.

However, they dared not disobey Zhang Yi's orders, and immediately packed their luggage in a hurry and moved to the safe house that Zhang Yi had originally set up.

Although this place is small, it has everything needed for living, and is definitely sufficient. However, everyone is more or less uncomfortable with the sudden move from the magnificent shelter to this somewhat drab villa.

Just when everyone was worried that Zhang Yi was going to abandon them, Zhou Keer suddenly received a call from Zhang Yi.

His tone sounded a little irritable and very anxious, and he said without question: "Bring your medicine box over here, quickly!"

Zhou Keer's heart tightened, and she blurted out: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's not me. Come and help me treat someone."

Zhang Yi's tone was very anxious, so she naturally did not dare to neglect him and did not ask any more questions. Uncle You immediately drove her over.

When she arrived at the shelter and opened the door, she saw Zhang Yi and was shocked by his appearance.

Zhang Yi looked very tired, his face was extremely gloomy, and there was a faint dark circle under his eyes.

There was a Band-Aid on his forehead, and his arms, exposed when he rolled up his sleeves, were covered with scratches, both new and old. He looked like he had been in a bad fight with someone for days.

"...How about I take a look at your wound first?" Zhou Ke'er asked tentatively, but Zhang Yi shook his head.

He turned around and walked into the house, leading Zhou Ke'er: "I'm fine, come over and help me see what's wrong with this person."

Zhou Ke'er followed Zhang Yi to the basement of the shelter with some trepidation in her heart. Zhang Yi pushed open the door of one of the bedrooms and she followed him in.

The light in the bedroom was dim, but she still saw the man lying on the bed at a glance. There was no other reason, just because that man's appearance was so eye-catching no matter where he was.

The man lay there quietly, as if he had been sleeping in an ice coffin for a thousand years, his breathing was so weak that it was almost imperceptible. His long silver hair fell on the pillow, as soft as silk, yet revealing a hint of weakness.

His face was so pale that it was almost transparent, completely bloodless, with faint bruises under his tightly closed eyes, and the bite mark at the corner of his lip had already scabbed over, like a flaw on a beautiful jade.

Feeling the sound of the door opening, his body trembled slightly in a coma, as if he was struggling with some invisible pain.

Zhou Ke'er thought for a while and realized that this man seemed to be the captain of the investigation team, Deng Shentong, whom Zhang Yi brought home to stay overnight last time.

She walked to the bedside carrying the medical box, and suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood mixed with the smell of perfume that was trying to cover it up.

Zhou Ke'er frowned and gently lifted the quilt covering Deng Shentong's body.

He was neatly dressed in his pajamas and looked meticulous, but the shackles on his limbs and the marks on his white neck that could not be concealed were shocking.

Zhang Yi folded his hands behind his back and coughed. He said hesitantly, "...please help me see what happened to him. He was in a coma yesterday and hasn't woken up since."

Zhou Keer's head was buzzing. The huge amount of information made her thoughts pause for a moment. It took her a long time to come back to her senses. For a moment, she didn't know what expression to show.

She looked a little pale, and stood there struggling with herself. But her medical qualities overcame the collapse in her heart, and she silently asked, "...You, did it start a few days ago?"

Zhang Yi was embarrassed by her question. He hesitated for a while and said evasively, "I injected him with compound number 3 and used some drugs. Could there be something wrong with these drugs?"

Zhou Ke'er took a deep breath to calm herself down and suppressed the urge to roll her eyes. She felt that she couldn't get anything out of Zhang Yi, so she turned and walked to the bed.

Before she lifted up Deng Shentong's clothes, she had already prepared herself to treat him as an ordinary patient. However, when she saw those shocking marks, she couldn't help but curse in her heart.

What a beast.