star hunter

"So, you just locked her in that place?"

Zhang Jibai changed his identity once, from a doctor to a patient, leaning lazily on the hospital bed, a circle of bandages wrapped around his chest could be seen faintly under his unlined clothing.

Zhong Yuncong saw that although his complexion was pale, he was still in a good state of mind, so he was a little relieved. He nodded, "Of course I can't let go of such a good opportunity... But she was in a daze at that time, and she didn't resist at all. It means that it can be obtained without any effort."

Xiao Tao, who was sitting quietly listening to their conversation, raised her head and glanced at the woman sitting opposite her when she heard this.

Her face was expressionless, her eyes were lifeless, and she was as empty as two dry wells. Although there was still sound, her whole body was lifeless.

Almost like a walking dead.

Xiao Tao was terrified by Zhu Ci's appearance, and her back felt chilly. After listening to the conversation with Zhong Yuncong, she understood a little.

In fact, the woman sitting across from her was almost a marionette—she was neither Zhu Ci nor Zong Yuanqi, just an empty shell.

The reason why he can still walk is because of Zhong Yuncong's relationship.

Zhong Yuncong really did as he said, and returned within a few hours, but when he came back, he actually followed Zhu Ci, which frightened her and Zhang Jibai at first, and then found out that something was wrong when they got in touch.

Zhu Ci had absolutely no intention of embarrassing them, Zhong Yuncong led her into the clinic calmly, and she was so silent and obedient that it was incredible.

When asked later, Zhong Yuncong briefly recounted what had happened—he brought Zhu Ci into Xiao Yin's spiritual world as agreed, but when Zhu Ci saw the "relic" crumble, he took the opportunity to encircle him. Imprisoned, at the same time took advantage of the situation to control Zhu Ci's body, and in her name, got away in a fair manner.

"So, you use her as a puppet?" Zhang Jibai raised his eyebrows, "Is she being kept to check and balance 'Shadow'?"

"Really." Zhong Yuncong shrugged, "I walked all the way, and I don't know how many people followed behind, but they all thought that I hijacked her, and no one dared to act rashly."

He paused for a moment, then turned his head and glanced at the sluggish woman, the originally haggard and dead ashes suddenly reacted, her dull eyeballs rolled, and she looked at Zhong Yuncong.

"I always feel that she has more uses."

Zhang Jibai also glanced at the woman who looked like a wooden sculpture and clay sculpture, and shook his head: "The white heads are inseparable, Xiao Yin's hand is really heartbreaking."

Zhong Yuncong picked up a cup of slightly cold tea, took a sip, and replied lightly: "Who says it's not."

Zhang Jibai was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Are those ice sculptures really left by Xiao Yin to Zhu Ci?"

That's all for girls and youth, Xiao Yin has passed away for so many years, how can he know Zhu Ci's face in middle age?

But if you have to worry about it, it seems that it can barely be explained, because Zhong Yuncong mentioned that before his death, Xiao Yin foresaw a part of the future—maybe he saw it at that time.

But Zhang Jibai still felt very suspicious in his heart.

His tone was very subtle, and Zhong Yuncong could naturally hear that there was something in his words, raised his eyebrows, and smiled slyly: "Guess."

Zhang Jibai shook his head and laughed: "I'm too lazy to guess, no matter what, it's a perfect ending to solve a confidant's serious trouble without bloodshed."

They didn't bother with that topic too much, and Zhong Yuncong quickly remembered another thing, and his expression suddenly became serious: "Are you going to use the...herpes solution from before to inoculate yourself?"

He frowned when he spoke, obviously feeling a little disgusted.

How could Zhang Jibai fail to see his little thoughts, and his face was full of disgust: "Do you think I'm happy?"

Zhong Yuncong rubbed his nose, smiled mischievously, and then became serious after laughing: "...Do you think this method is feasible?"

Zhang Jibai answered directly: "There will be risks, and it may not be small."

Zhong Yuncong's eyes were cloudy, but he didn't say any words of dissuasion. After pondering for a while, he said again: "Then can I save him?"

The corners of Zhang Jibai's eyes twitched. In fact, he had always been quite nervous, for fear of being asked about a certain person's whereabouts, but the strange thing was that since Zhong Yuncong woke up, he had never mentioned that person once.

But also, there are too many messy things, and it is only now that I take a little breath.

As a result, he brought it up so unexpectedly.

Zhang Jibai panicked, but quickly adjusted his expression: "If you're lucky, 'Paradise Lost' can be resolved, but you should know that it's not 'Paradise Lost' that is really threatening him now."

Zhong Yuncong's jaw line tightened immediately.

Zhang Jibai hardly dared to look him in the eyes.

"That's it." Zhong Yuncong's voice was unexpectedly calm, "Doctor, is there anything you can do?"

Zhang Jibai let out a breath slowly: "I am willing to try...but it will take time."

But Su Xian didn't have much time.

He didn't say this sentence, but Zhong Yuncong knew it well.

"I will buy time for him." Zhong Yuncong's words shocked him again, Zhang Jibai stared at him in disbelief, but the latter begged in a low voice: "Please, doctor."

Zhang Jibai was speechless for a while.

He didn't know what the other party was going to do, but he believed every word and every word.

For Zhang Jibai, Zhong Yuncong who was standing in front of him at the moment, the word "admiration" was not enough to describe his mood.

Those things that seemed impossible to him, in Zhong Yuncong's place, it seemed that he could do it as long as he thought about it.

Zhang Jibai collected his mind and nodded solemnly: "In this case, I will try my best."

"Thank you." Zhong Yun smiled slightly, his eyes were clearly determined, but under that layer of armor, there was a faint hint of fragility.

Invincible strength and vulnerability, two extreme emotions are intertwined, making him look like a demigod hero in ancient Greek legends. 【Note】

The air was like a sponge soaked in water, and it was extremely heavy. Fortunately, Zhong Yun never let this depression last for too long, and quickly changed the topic.

"If your vaccination trial is successful, can it be rolled out throughout the city?"

Zhang Jibai sighed: "Your thinking is too simple."

Zhong Yuncong was taken aback.

"Let's not talk about whether the expected effect can be achieved, let's take a step back and assume it can be." Zhang Jibai broke apart and explained to him one by one, "Then what are you going to do? Contribute all the blood in your body? But even so, I’m afraid it won’t save a few people.”

Zhong Yuncong frowned: "Then what do you mean..."

"If you want to completely overcome 'Paradise Lost', you must produce vaccines on a large scale. Do you know how many steps there are in the process?" Zhang Jibai said earnestly, "Regardless of the time of development, first, a large number of virus strains must be cultivated, Secondly, artificial attenuation, inactivation, recombinant gene and other processes are carried out, and finally the immune preparations applied to the human body are made."

Zhong Yun was shocked by this complex and huge project.

Dr. Zhang shook his head: "It's come to this point, I'll tell the truth, there are no such conditions and technologies in the 'isolated island'."

Zhong Yuncong was stunned for a while before he realized what he was doing. He tentatively asked, "You mean, if vaccines are to be produced on a large scale, they must be done outside?"

Zhang Jibai nodded heavily: "Besides, how much time, manpower, and material resources will be spent is unknown. Only one or two people will definitely not be able to accomplish anything."

Zhong Yuncong was silent for a while, then took a deep breath: "Leave this matter to me... I have money."

Facing Dr. Zhang's unpredictable eyes, he smiled: "Don't you know? The Xiao family's property belongs to me. I am not ordinary rich now."

"..." Zhang Jibai was quite speechless, was he showing off his wealth or something?

But it must be said that money is indeed indispensable for the development of vaccines.

"Then you..." Zhang Bai hesitated to speak, but Zhong Yuncong understood what he meant: "After the mess is sorted out, I will leave the 'isolated island' and find a way out for you."

Zhang Jibai nodded in relief: "Okay, I'll just wait until you change your fate against the sky."

Zhong Yuncong's Adam's apple slid, stretched out his hand, and shook Zhang Jibai's shoulder firmly: "You guys have to hold on...at least until I come back."

"Don't worry." The corners of Zhang Jibai's lips curled slightly, and he smiled conceitedly, "As long as you provide a little more blood samples, I am confident that I can develop a more effective inhibitor. I dare not say anything else, but a few more years of life should be nothing. question."

Zhong Yuncong breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

After he finished speaking, he was about to take his leave and leave. Zhang Jibai looked at his back and said abruptly, "Where are you going?"

Zhong Yuncong paused: "You should guess it, right?"

Zhang Jibai choked on him, and felt a rare embarrassment: "...Ahem, what are you talking about, I didn't guess anything."

Zhong Yuncong thought it was funny, so he turned his head and looked him up and down back and forth: "Speaking of which, I always feel that you have something to say to me...but you dare not say it."

Zhang Jibai looked away guiltily: "Is there? Why didn't I know?"

Zhong Yuncong shook his head, suddenly suppressed his smile, and said seriously: "Let's talk, I have a very good mental quality, nothing can overwhelm me."

Zhang Jibai stared at him for a long while before speaking, "That's what you asked me to say."

"Ah."

"He wanted me to tell you..." Zhang Jibai met Zhong Yuncong's gaze, and said agitatedly, "He's dead."

Zhong Yuncong stared at him sternly for a while, then he suddenly broke down and laughed.

"He doesn't think that this kind of nonsense can scare me?"

Zhang Jibai spread his hands: "I also think...it's fake enough."

"Let's go." Zhong Yuncong turned around again, waved his hand, and strode out.

Zhang Jibai thought about sending the Buddha to the west, frowned and asked, "Do you know where he is?"

Zhong Yun came with a sneer: "Of course I know... Is there anything he can hide from me?"

Seeing that he was so confident, Zhang Jibai didn't worry too much, and quietly watched him leave.

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Unlike the situation obtained some time ago, the surrounding area of ​​the Management Bureau is quite clean now.

I don't know whether it was because the Management Bureau took action to drive people away or because of the proliferation of alien species, everyone ran for their lives.

So he walked into the iconic white building of the headquarters smoothly.

And his appearance immediately caused an uproar.

In addition to his legendary experience of disappearing and reappearing, critical illness and recovery, what is even more eye-catching is the news that Zheng Fei sent back.

It is said that Zhong Yuncong is the successor designated by the previous director Zong Zhengzheng, that is, the future director.

At first, this news surprised everyone in the Management Bureau, but he was struggling with life and death for a long time, and basically thought that he would not live for a few days, so everyone didn't take this matter very seriously.

And he suddenly returned, although his face was sick, he moved freely and was in good condition.

Not surprisingly, the ownership of the next director has become a hot topic.

As soon as the news spread, it didn't take long for Zhong Yuncong to be blocked by his colleagues who heard the news.

He could probably guess what they wanted to ask, and simply answered in unison: "We'll talk later, we're in a hurry now."

I don't know why, but the words were obviously calm and calm, but inexplicably brought out an undeniable oppressive force, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and they all stepped aside in unison.

Zhong Yuncong nodded his thanks with a smile, and left quickly.

The magistrates looked at his back, and some couldn't help muttering: "This kid, why is he suddenly different... He really has the feeling of being one and the same as the Zongju Bureau."

Someone wanted to retort: ​​"You think highly of him, don't you?"

Another person sneered: "Since you look down on it, why do you follow suit?"

The man was speechless: "I... I don't know..."

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Because of the interrogation of Xu Wenxin, Zhong Yun has been to the underground prison once before, and he is quite familiar with it.

However, Su Xian's specific location still needs someone's guidance.

"Thank you, Instructor Huo." Zhong Yuncong looked gratefully at Huo Jing, who was still struggling with walking on crutches. The address was still in the training camp period, and it became a habit, and he never changed it.

"No need." Huo Jing's expression was as calm and independent as ever, but there was a little joy in his eyes. He looked at Zhong Yuncong, who had just recovered from a serious illness, "I thought you wouldn't come."

Zhong Yuncong smiled: "As long as I live, I will definitely come."

Huo Jing gave a "tsk", as if he was soured by his nasty words, and waved his hand impatiently: "Okay, get out of here."

Zhong Yuncong smiled again, but his steps did not hesitate.

The sound of his footsteps echoed in the empty corridor until it stopped.

He took a few deep breaths before raising his hand to lift the combination lock.

The closed doors opened one after another.

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Su Xian was experiencing bad dreams in his rare drowsiness.

It is not a scary nightmare, but it is full of depressive and hopeless atmosphere, which makes people feel hopeless.

Su Xian opened his eyes suddenly, and what he could see was still the familiar darkness, but he was afraid of this familiarity, because it meant that he was getting used to the fact that the world was getting farther and farther away from him.

His consciousness was drowsy, his limbs were limp and weak, and his heart was dead.

He raised his hand wearing a heavy chain, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, but accidentally touched the wound left by him before, and gasped in pain.

But this little pain is nothing, what really scares him is that the side effect of "breaking the cocoon" will come back again.

The blood vessels all over his body were pulsating excitedly, and the buzzing in his ears continued, like the beating of drums, which made him extremely irritable and depressed.

In desperation, he repeated his old trick, brought his trembling hand to his lips, and opened his mouth to bite down.

The blood vessels on the back of his hand were bitten, and the blood filled his mouth, with a sickly sweet smell.

Reality is more like a nightmare than a dream.

Until he saw him in the sudden light.

Zhong Yuncong stood in front of the third door, watching him silently, his eyes filled with indescribable emotions.

At that moment, Su Xian only felt that the longing in his heart was spreading like wildfire. He straightened his back suddenly, but the sound of the shackles colliding with him was like a basin of cold water, turning the flame in his heart back into Ashes.

He turned his face away, avoiding his sight in embarrassment.

Zhong Yuncong could clearly feel the alternation of ecstasy and despair between each other's exhalation and inhalation, his heart trembled, and he hurriedly walked towards him.

"Don't come here!" Su Xian's deep and fierce voice came from his throat, like a beast that was dying and living alone, lonely, angry, guarded but fragile.

Zhong Yuncong only stopped for a step, and quickly walked towards him unshakably.

Seeing that he was approaching soon, Su Xian fell into unprecedented bitterness and struggle, he subconsciously stepped back, his back was firmly on the wet and cold wall, but there was no way to retreat.

Zhong Yuncong still came to him.

"I told you not to come here!!!" He felt his vocal cords spattered with blood, his breathing was difficult, and he was dizzy because he hadn't eaten for a long time and the excessive reaction made him dizzy.

Zhong Yuncong squatted down, his half-dark face was blurred into his pupils.

"Why can't I come over?" Su Xian felt that the other party slowly held his face in his hands, and gently rubbed his cool fingers on his face, following the full and delicate eyebrow arches and cheekbones, carefully avoiding it. The wound, all the way down to the thin jaw.

"I'm just repeating what you did for me."

Su Xian raised his eyes and touched a pair of tired but bright eyes. The light almost burned him, and he shook his head in pain: "It's not the same..."

"It's different." Zhong Yuncong brushed away the wet hair in front of his eyes, and actually smiled, "Because I didn't come to say goodbye unilaterally, I came to take you away."

"I can't leave..."

"I said yes." Zhong Yuncong narrowed the distance between them again, and their noses touched together, "Aside from these nonsense, can you say anything else?"

His anger was obviously not light, the nails holding Su Xian's shoulder were almost embedded in his skin, but after realizing this, he immediately let go.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little..." He muttered annoyedly, "I'm stunned by you..."

Su Xian pressed his pale lips suddenly, interrupting his useless explanation rudely and impatiently.

The hair hanging on his forehead was black and shiny like a crow's feather, and the ends of the hair brushed against his skin as cold as silk; his nose was full of his breath, and the familiar smell made Zhong Yuncong's breathing almost stagnant.

He took a deep breath and hugged him tightly through the cold and heavy chains.

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I published it in a hurry, and forgot to comment. Now the author has something to say, because I don’t have enough words to edit, so I am not allowed to change it. In desperation, I put the end of the text——The half-god hero refers to Achilles, the half-human, half-god hero His heel, because it is the only place that has not been soaked in the divine water, is his only weakness.Later, he was shot fatally in the Trojan War, and now it is generally used as a metaphor that even the most powerful hero has a deadly fatal spot or weakness.