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Yingying wanted to resist, but she was shot through the wrist, and the dagger fell to the ground with a bang. With the onset of the medicine, she couldn't even stand still, and she was about to fall over. Zhong Yuncong rescued her Bundle.

The little girl's eyelids were heavy, but she still managed to take a look at Zhong Yuncong, the corners of her thin lips turned up slightly: "I was deceived by you."

Zhong Yuncong was terrified by her laughter, and was about to reply, but found that she had passed out.

Su Xian limped over, glanced at the unconscious little girl, his face sinking like water: "She's really lucky."

"Hey, don't talk about this, let's bandage the person first." Zhong Yuncong looked at the bloody wrist, met Su Xian's gloomy eyes, and immediately changed his mouth: "Ah, what I mean is , she can't die right now? You still have a lot of questions to ask her, don't you?"

Su Xian pursed his lips tightly, and beckoned to the subordinates by the door: "Come in, take the person down, treat the wound, remember to keep a close eye on her! She has spatial abilities, don't let her escape!"

The subordinates led away, Su Xian sighed inaudibly, and then reached out to help Zhong Yuncong up: "How are you?"

When he touched his skin, the high fever still persisted, and the sound of his breathing was much heavier than usual. This guy didn't try to be brave at all, and blinked at him: "I'm dying."

I don't know if he was thinking too much, but Su Xian always felt that there was something else in his words. He glanced at him, and replied coldly, "Isn't there still some breath left?"

Zhong Yuncong took the opportunity to lean on him, looking as if he was going to die at any moment: "I'm at most half breathed—look, here, here, I'm bleeding, and the previous injury hasn't healed..."

There was only a scratch on the neck, but the right shoulder was really badly hurt.

Su Xian frowned slightly, but his mouth was very mean: "Okay, stop nagging, do you think you were the only one who got hurt?"

Zhong Yuncong had noticed the gauze on his right eye a long time ago, but he had no chance to ask before, and now he was safe. He asked carefully: "Is your right eye... all right?"

"A little injury." He said it lightly, as if it was not painful, "It was originally a decoration."

Zhong Yun felt inexplicably uncomfortable in his heart. He raised his hand involuntarily, wanting to touch his face, but after catching his expression and eyes, he suddenly became timid, and his hand turned abruptly in mid-air, and landed on the on the tip of his own nose.

He touched his nose and said softly, "Don't take your body too seriously."

Su Xian didn't answer, he held the man with one hand, and began to greet his subordinates again: "There is a woman in black in the closet over there who is unconscious, take her back together."

Then Zhong Yuncong heard him say: "I'll call someone in and take you back to Dongcheng."

He hesitated for a moment before realizing that he was talking to him, and he immediately asked, "What about you?"

"I still have things to do." He said casually, and was about to hand Zhong Yuncong to the ice girl, but the latter didn't buy it, and he looked straight into his eyes: "What I just said, You didn't listen at all, did you?"

Su Xian frowned slightly, and there were signs of impatience in his eyes.

Seeing this, Zhong Yuncong immediately became cowardly: "Okay, okay, you can be busy if you like, I don't bother with you."

Su Xian's expression softened a lot, he looked at the ice girl: "Yes, take the body of 'Chameleon' back together."

The ice girl nodded slightly, and he pointed at Zhong Yuncong again: "I would like to trouble you to take him back to Dongcheng by the way, and just throw him to Zhang Jibai."

The ice girl was indifferent this time, she glanced at his right eye: "Leader, I think you should go back together."

"I don't need..." Team leader Su was ready to show off as always, but he didn't notice that Zhong Yuncong beside him was winking in a certain direction, and Xiang Yu came to Su Xian's side as if casually, and with a knife in his hand, Su Xian followed Like frost beating an eggplant, it fell limply.

Zhong Yun changed his listless head from before, and quickly caught him.

And before his eyes darkened and he fainted, he faintly heard Zhong Yuncong's proud voice: "To deal with special people, you have to use special methods..."

>>>

In the speeding car, Yingying woke up dazedly in the bumps, the effects of the anesthetic had not completely faded, she looked weak, and there was no trace of blood on her delicate face.

The field of vision was still a little blurry, she blinked, and those blurred scenes gradually became clear, she looked around, only to find that she was in a dark and closed compartment, her hands and feet were tightly chained, and there were still people beside her. There are two watchful guards.

"Yo, are you awake?" One of the security officers swept her cold eyes unceremoniously, "You are really hard-pressed. All of your subordinates are dead, and you are the only one who has nothing to do."

The girl seemed to have never heard of it. She lowered her eyelids and looked carefully at her injured wrist. It was wrapped with a thick circle of gauze. She didn't know if it was the effect of the anesthetic, but she didn't feel much pain.

She smiled: "Brother Xian asked you to help me wrap my wound? It seems that he still misses the old love very much."

"Little girl knows how to be coquettish at this time? It's a pity that it's too late." The other party curled up his lips contemptuously, "When you get into the situation later, you'd better tell the truth, otherwise, you'll just wait and suffer!"

The deterrent meaning in his words is obvious, but the little girl didn't take his intimidation seriously, she chuckled softly: "I have suffered much more than you can imagine...don't be too small look at me."

It was probably because her frivolous and rising voice was too provocative. The sheriff who spoke earlier was irritated. He pulled out his pistol, and the handle of the gun hit the girl's forehead heavily. Under the heavy blow, she turned to the other side.

Yingying let out a muffled snort, her forehead was bruised and bleeding, another silent security officer finally said: "Don't go too far, if Team Leader Su finds out, I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain."

He moved out of Su Xian, but the other party reluctantly put away the gun, but said sarcastically, "He's not happy? I haven't said he's favoritism yet!"

"Shut up!" His companion warned in a deep voice, he snorted heavily and stopped talking.

"Well, I have a question..." The little girl with a bloody head uttered timidly, and the sheriff who had just calmed down suddenly became irritable again: "What? What do you want to say?"

"I just want to ask." Yingying raised her head, blood flooded her eyes, making them unable to see the abnormality in her pupils, "How many idiots like you are in the Administrative Bureau?"

"Little bitch!" The guard was completely enraged, and he roughly clamped the prisoner's chin, "I think you need a little bit of pain right now..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard the anxious and panicked voice of his companion: "What's going on?! Who are you...?!"

Someone is invading!

The sheriff was startled, and before he had time to care about his companion's situation, his throat was pressed against the cold blade.

"I told you, don't underestimate me." The last words he heard before he died were the little girl's soft voice. She was still wearing shackles, smiling and witnessing the two police officers. officer's death.

>>>

When Su Xian woke up, the chandelier on the ceiling greeted his eyes. The light was very soft, but it was still a little dazzling for him who had just woken up from a coma. He closed his eyes again, and opened them again after a while. Open, finally adapted to the light.

He was familiar with this place, it was Zhang Jibai's clinic.

"Are you awake?" Hearing the surprised voice, he turned his head slowly and met Zhong Yuncong's bright brown eyes.

His complexion looked much better, with the color of blood, and it seemed that the situation had improved a lot. Su Xian had slept for too long, and he hadn't really recovered from it, so he gave a soft "hmm".

Zhong Yuncong was taken aback for a moment, but then he was overwhelmed by flattery: "I thought I would be scolded when you woke up... I didn't expect to escape, I'm really not used to it, hehe."

Su Xian was amused by his tone, shook his head and laughed.

Zhong Yuncong was immediately fascinated by this gentle smile, and he was distracted for a while: "That's right, you are so handsome, you should smile more, there must be many girls... and boys like it." .”

As soon as he said this, he knew it was bad. Sure enough, Su Xian's smile disappeared without a trace, and the line of his jaw tightened into his usual stern look.

He closed his eyes again, avoiding his gaze calmly.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Zhong Yuncong didn't know what to do, if it wasn't for the needle on the back of his hand, he really wanted to give himself a few mouthfuls - so that you couldn't control your mouth!

When he was too embarrassed, Dr. Zhang opened the curtain and came in. His appearance can be said to have saved two people at the same time.

"Ah doctor! Good evening!" Zhong Yuncong opened his eyes to Su Xian who was pretending to be dead on the bed, as if seeing a savior: "Here we are."

Zhang Jibai couldn't understand Patient One's inexplicable warmth at all, so he ignored him, turned directly to Patient Two, and said calmly, "Finally woke up, how many bottles of nutrient solution did I spend?"

Su Xian was slightly surprised: "Did I sleep for a long time?"

"Three days and two nights." Zhong Yuncong rushed to answer, Su Xian glanced at him, but said nothing.

Zhong Yuncong touched his nose, wanting to hide in a corner and grow mushrooms.

"I used to take turns to come to Cengfan, but now I finally formed a group." Dr. Zhang was obviously worried about being Cunfan. "You can discuss who will pay the debt."

"Let me come!" Zhong Yun was used to being lavish in the past, and has always been the kind of person who rushed to pay the bill. Whether it was out of habit or to attract someone's attention, he raised his hand without hesitation.

Zhang Jibai squinted at him contemptuously: "Do you have anything you can spend?"

Zhong Yuncong: "..."

"If you don't have one, you'll have to pay a lot of money." Zhang Jibai's sarcastic remarks made Zhong, the former second-generation rich, and now poor, Yun Cong almost jump up from the hospital bed: "If you don't have money to sell blood, go to the head office! How much blood do you want to draw?" Anything!"

Seeing that the goal was achieved, Dr. Zhang's eyes flashed with joy, he pushed his glasses, and was about to reluctantly agree, but Patient No. [-] said: "Okay, I already owe you, just add another sum." .”

The good thing was spoiled, and Zhang Jibai didn't show a good face: "As far as I know, it seems that you have never paid back the debt you owe me?"

"Repay it, and I will definitely pay it back next time."

"When is the next time?"

Su Xian smiled slightly: "When you have money."

This kind of purely perfunctory nonsense didn't anger Dr. Zhang, he was used to it after all, he put his hands in the pockets of his white coat, and nodded indifferently: "Then remember it first."

Su Xian begged for favors, but he still didn't give up. Instead, he pushed forward: "By the way, doctor, I have one more request."

"Say."

"I'm applying for another ward."

Zhong Yuncong heard that his fragile heart was hurt again - it was obviously aimed at him.

Fortunately, Zhang Jibai refused him mercilessly: "This is such a big place, there is no spare ward for you to change. You can change from one end of the bed to the other."

Su Xian was speechless.

Zhong Yuncong almost clapped his hands.

"By the way," Zhang Jibai glanced at Zhong Yuncong, "You should tell him the news."

Su Xian was taken aback, and the previous discomfort was forgotten, and he turned to Zhong Yuncong: "What happened?"

The person who was called was embarrassed, and he hesitated: "It's that... that... don't be too angry when you hear it?"

Su Xian's face darkened: "Speak up if you have something to say!"

"The car escorting Yingying that day exploded on a certain section of the road." Zhong Yuncong sighed, "The two guards and the security officer who drove were killed. But the strange thing is... no wreckage of Yingying was found. "

Su Xian's temple was throbbing, he pressed it hard, and sneered: "She escaped."

Zhong Yuncong quietly watched his expression, not daring to answer.

The oppressive silence lasted for quite a while before Su Xian asked, "How did she escape?"

His eyes were like deep pools of thin ice floating, which made people shudder. Zhang Jibai answered his question: "Everyone has overlooked one thing, her space channel can not only transport herself to a specific place Going to the destination, or back teleporting—she led her accomplice into that car."

Su Xian closed his eyes and didn't say a word.

"Your subordinates can't say that they are not doing their duty. It is said that they have been handcuffed tightly... If they can escape, they can only dig out her eyes."

After a while, Su Xian said hoarsely: "I will make her pay with blood."

Zhong Yuncong's throat seemed to be choked by an ice cube, making him extremely uncomfortable.

After Zhang Jibai went out, he returned quickly, with an extra file bag in his hand: "This was sent by one of your subordinates while you were in a coma. You can see for yourself what it is."

Su Xian took it with both hands, and he probably had a guess about the content inside. He took it out and saw that it really was the investigation data this time.

He read it intently, and Zhong Yun held his breath, not daring to disturb him.

"'Shadow'," Su Xian browsed through the interrogation transcripts, "unexpectedly, such an organization quietly developed without the two major departments of the Management Bureau and the Comprehensive Management Bureau being aware..."

"'Shadow'?" Zhong Yun recalled the weird but consistent outfits of Yingying and others, as well as the points that had troubled him for a long time, and seemed to understand something, "Yingying and the others are all members of that organization? No wonder she is a child The girl can have so many subordinates under her command, and those tamed aliens..."

Su Xian looked solemn: "It seems that you have noticed it too."

"'Shadow'...what kind of organization is it?" Zhong Yuncong couldn't help but add after asking, "Looking at their extreme methods, it looks like a terrorist organization."

"It can also be said to be a cult."

Zhong Yuncong took a deep breath: "I just said that the little girl's brain is full of crazy thoughts, and she was brainwashed by the cult!"

Su Xian sighed: "From the woman in black and Gao Ruoxue... that is the headmaster's wife, so far, what I have asked from the two of them is that this organization called 'Shadow' is an organization with supernatural powers as its core." The group formed by the core, the list of members and the number of people are not yet clear, they are divided internally based on the ability level of the supernatural beings, the hierarchy is clear, and the top and bottom are orderly, only the leader is supreme and is the top of the pyramid."

Zhong Yuncong was dumbfounded when he heard this: "Didn't it mean that the base of supernatural beings is not large? You have absorbed quite a lot from the Management Bureau, right? How many are left?"

Su Xian shook his head solemnly: "The number of supernatural beings is not the point, what's really scary about it is that it's not just a group of supernatural beings, supernatural beings are just the core and mainstay, according to what the two women explained As a result, "Shadow" is also secretly brainwashing ordinary citizens into its members, such as Gao Ruoxue, she is not a supernatural person, but an ordinary housewife. And these members lurking in ordinary people are the most uncontrollable part ... like a ticking time bomb, who knows when it will go off."

"What are their demands?"

"Let the Authority open the borders."

Su Xian's words were like thunder on the ground, and Zhong Yuncong was taken aback. After recovering, he asked tentatively: "Open the border...the one you said had fifteen lines of defense..."

Su Xian asked without answering: "Do you know what is the most dreaded among the fifteen defenses?"

Zhong Yuncong shook his head.

"It's the supernatural beings of the Administration Bureau." Su Xian said surprisingly, "You may think that our department is only responsible for controlling the supernatural beings in the 'isolated island' and the alien species in the West City, but our real responsibility is actually the long border Guardians of the Line."

"For ordinary people, those fourteen defenses are more than enough, and the last one is to defend against the supernatural beings in the 'isolated island'."

"At least 70.00% of our manpower has been stationed at border guard posts for a long time, forming an invisible net in a special way." Su Xian's voice was faint, "We can't let anyone step out of the 'isolated island', once Someone stepped into the outside world and let the central government know that the entire 'isolated island' will be weak...Even if we are thousands of miles away, it will be easy for outsiders to clean us up. Do you understand what I mean?"

The cold sweat from Zhong Yuncong's back had already soaked through his clothes.

"So, this is why Yingying and the others... hate you?" He recalled the meaning of "traitor" in Yingying's mouth.

"I know that some people have been scolding us for being part of a tiger, saying that we are traitors." Su Xian closed his eyes wearily: "Once the people who manage the administration are removed, those supernatural beings can easily leave the 'isolated island', But what about the rest of the citizens? We cannot just sit and watch the entire city be destroyed. Even if this is a hell on earth, it is still my hometown. Strong, some people have already suffered from it, there is no need for it to hurt more people."

Zhong Yuncong's heart was pierced like a knife: "Is this why you...painted the ground as a prison?"

Su Xian laughed at himself: "We don't have any other choice, do we?"

Zhong Yuncong opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word. In front of these suffering people, any words of comfort would be lofty and powerless.

"Why am I telling you this?" Presumably seeing his depressed mood, Su Xian took the initiative to say, "Forget it, let's go to sleep."

Zhong Yuncong sighed, as he wished, he did not continue this heavy topic, so he started a new topic: "By the way, what is the level of that... superhumans?"

Today's Su Xian is particularly talkative: "Actually, that's what I said, and the classification criteria are also very simple and rude - that is, the level of power. It is generally divided into four levels of ABCD, from strong to weak."

"What about you?" Zhong Yuncong blurted out, "What level are you in?"

Su Xian glanced at him and smiled, "Guess."

Zhong Yuncong was extremely depressed.

"Tsk tsk, don't be too discouraged." Dr. Zhang went back and forth and joined the conversation, "The ability level of 'Mirror' has always been a mystery in 'Island'."

Zhong Yuncong looked over in surprise: "...It sounds like it's very powerful."

"By the way, he missed one level just now." Zhang Jibai raised the corner of his mouth, "There is also a level higher than those four levels—S level."

Su Xian glanced at him with a half-smile.

Zhong Yuncong's neck seemed to be a rusty gear, and he turned around tremblingly, carefully sizing up this person, his eyes were filled with admiration, fear, and inexplicable excitement.

Su Xian raised his forehead: "Don't listen to his nonsense, it's not so suspenseful. By the way, does the doctor have anything to eat? My stomach will shrink if I haven't eaten for three days."

Doctor Zhang immediately changed his face, shook his hands and left: "No!"

"Stingy ghost." He muttered and turned over, "If you don't have anything to eat, you have to sleep."

With a layer of barriers, Zhong Yun looked at the back of the man's head unscrupulously until he heard his smooth and even breathing, and said softly: "Good night."

Afterwards, he turned off the light and lay down too, letting sleepiness flood him like a tide.After a long time, when he was half asleep and half awake, a low voice came from the opposite side, and he almost thought it was an auditory hallucination.

"Good night."

—End of this volume—

Volume Two: A Starless Night