Chief Counter Strike Executive

(1 to get information, go to the source of the world, meet people from the crossing department, get arrested, then learn the truth, and leave with Zhai Qiu)

No. 33 Binghe Road is a good place. Countless people envy a good place that they will never live in. They usually discuss it in an envious tone. After all, living here means that you have truly entered the upper class. However, Binghe Road now is like a The existence of an isolated island.

This place is secluded, no one comes, the food is sufficient, and there is no need to accept the visual impact of losing that kind of blood and brutality. Compared to a place where countless people yearn for hatred, Liao Yunchen feels that he has every reason to doubt that if a group of people appear here When people who are not so law-abiding, they may rush in with weapons in their hands without hesitation or even full of joy under the crazy IQ of this society that has been seriously out of touch with the law.

This is the bad root hidden at the bottom of human nature, which is buried because of the law, but if something that binds them loosens its knot, it will immediately flood.

Fu Hua returned to his house after greeting Liao Yunchen and Chester. It seemed that he had no intention of connecting. acquainted strangers.

Liao Yunchen suddenly remembered something, that is, no trace of the parasitic vine was found on the body of everyone he met today.

He didn't know whether it was good news or bad news, but he had a hunch that since he had met three people, the others would not be far away, and he himself would not be far away from the truth.

"Mr. Chester, are there any other security personnel in your villa?" From this moment on, Liao Yunchen formally regarded the man beside him as someone who looked alike he had just met before, rather than knowing him himself. Chester, in other words, is a stranger.

Since he was a stranger, he didn't need to deal with this matter with any personal emotions.

"Are you afraid of your career?" Unlike Liao Yunchen's complete letting go, Chester seems to have regained his original interest in him. This man who can be regarded as rigid and boring in front of others, is here. In an instant, he showed his emotions again.

The two of them drove to the garage at the back of the villa. The garage was very quiet, and there seemed to be no unnecessary personnel. When they returned to the villa through the back door, it was also very quiet inside, but it was abnormal because of the quietness.

Mr. Chester's loyal butler greeted them at the door. He took the coat from Chester's hand rigidly and stiffly, and then raised his head stiffly. The two found that his face seemed to be stuck with a layer of glue. It has solidified.

"what happened."

The old butler opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, his voice was hoarse and piercing as if he hadn't used it for a long time, and when he uttered more forcefully, the sound made people feel that his throat might be torn and bleeding out.

"The TV reported... the appearance outside, ahem...the people in the villa have become abnormal...normal, I asked them to leave and go home to have a look...cough..."

The old butler's face became more rigid, his whole eyes seemed to protrude, and the veins on his arms protruded. This kind of endurance was painful and long, torturing all his nerves. However, he still read in the end, even though there was no focal length in his eyes. , but faith has always supported him, making him stand at the door like a dead old tree.

"Wait...wait...sir comes back..."

Chester's expression was heavy, and he finally stretched out his hand and patted the old butler's arm that was no longer warm: "I'm back, you've done a good job."

Hearing the words, the old housekeeper's stiff face unexpectedly pulled a smile, and then he fell down straight. He was motionless on the ground, as if he was asleep except that he was not breathing.

"A person worthy of admiration." Liao Yunchen stood two steps behind the two of them and commented lightly.

"He has been with me for 20 years." Chester said lightly, and then bent down as if to help the old man close his eyes. His nails seemed to suddenly grow longer and sharper, drawing a long and deep wound on Chester's arm.

Chester pressed the button darkly. It was too late when Liao Yunchen caught up. He silently glanced at the wound on Chester's arm, but he didn't know what to say. Chester wasn't crazy or sad. , without anger, and even let the sharp nails pierce the wound on his arm, dazzling and realistic.

He didn't even stop his actions because of this, but continued to close his eyes for the old man. After closing his eyes, the old man seemed to have really died in peace, and his arms hung down weakly.

Never woke up again.

The scene in front of him was enough to move people. Liao Yunshen subconsciously licked his lower lip, took a deep breath, and watched Chester pick up the old man on the floor and went upstairs to the room without moving. People come out.

The blood on the arm was red, dripping on the floor, tick-tock-tick-tick.

Liao Yunchen almost habitually found the medical box in the drawer of the lamp cabinet. Chester didn't ask him why he knew there was a box in this place, but just sat quietly on the sofa, and finally scanned the room. .

Liao Yunchen opened the medical kit and first used iodophor to disinfect his wound. Chester watched him carefully disinfect and then put on a bandage as if he didn't feel any pain. Suddenly, his other free hand rested on Liao Yunchen's wound. The shoulder, that position is very close to his neck, it seems that a single movement can clamp his neck tightly and kill him.

Liao Yunchen just looked up at him, then lowered his head again and continued to do what he was doing.

"Don't be so hasty, if this kind of thing can be eliminated with iodophor, then there won't be so many people dying outside, and there will always be someone who uses it by mistake, right?"

Chester didn't seem to care much about his wounds, and didn't care whether he would turn into a zombie. He just looked at the man who was serious about healing his wounds.

"Did you not resist when he stabbed you to death just now?" Liao Yunchen finally spoke.

"Yes." The man suddenly began to cherish words like gold.

"Why?" Liao Yunchen didn't quite understand. He suddenly realized that he seemed to be an outsider watching the lives of these people. No matter the joy or pain, it had nothing to do with him. He was just a bystander.

"Better to live than to die, I would rather die with dignity and pride." Chester took off his glasses and put them on the table.

"Is it decent to be stabbed to death?" Liao Yunchen asked him back.

"It's much better than turning into a monster or stiffening into a dry corpse. In fact, I have the urge to commit suicide right now." Chester's expression remained unchanged, and he answered the question about his own death as easily as if he was eating breakfast. To be honest Yes, the last time people talked about Dead Island in such a relaxed tone, they were probably in the second stage when they didn't understand anything.

At that time, I was ridiculous and naive. When others heard such a declaration, they would shake their heads and lament that they were children who hadn’t grown up. However, the older people grow up, the more they know, the more they have, and the more they cherish their names.

Now Chester makes such a declaration like a sophomore boy, but it will not make people laugh, because he is serious, and these things contain the pride in his bones that he is not willing to bow his head.

"It's not self-esteem and decency, it's avoidance and fear, Chester, you coward." Liao Yunchen gave him a simple and rough conclusion.

"What about you, I've been scratched, and it's very likely that I will mutate at any time and break your neck like this. Aren't you afraid that you're still so close to me?" Chester threw the question back and asked who had already stood Liao Yunchen got up.

Liao Yun lowered his head and looked at him: "Aren't I not dead? Have you ever seen a bodyguard who is afraid of death? Aren't you my employer now?"

He even asked a series of questions, but Chester was not angry. He just pointed to the empty house and laughed: "Look, there have been countless bodyguards here who were afraid of death. You are really dedicated."

Liao Yunchen rolled his eyes and thought: Yes, he is really dedicated.

No matter what kind of world the outside world has become, no matter how this sudden disaster happened, Binghe Road is like a paradise. The other neighbors don't know where they went, but Fu Hua next door is living very well. , As for how Liao Yunchen knew, because he would deal with the flowers and plants he planted on time every day.

Chester contacted everyone he knew, but no one answered the phone or responded to the message, as if the three of them had been forgotten by this world, living in hell without knowing it.

This is actually quite scary. Liao Yunchen sat on the window sill of the guest room and looked at Fu Hua who was watering the flowers downstairs. Fu Hua seemed to feel the gaze above his head, and raised his head and smiled gently at him. Liao Yunchen I found that the Mr. Fu who lives downstairs now is closer to the widely circulated nursery rhyme than the Mr. Fu I met in that world back then.

No. 33, who lived at No. 12 Binghe Road, finally got a call, which also meant that they finally got in touch with someone outside this isolated island.

When Liao Yun went downstairs, he saw Chester simply packing his luggage: "What's wrong."

"My friend, Mr. Xing, called me in country y. He found something there and asked me to rush there. He sent someone to pick us up."

"us?"

"Yes, isn't Mr. Bodyguard planning to leave with me?" Chester looked up at him.

"Please be sure to bring me with you, otherwise I will lose my job." Liao Yun shrugged: "But is that Mr. Xing called Xingchi?"

Chester was a little surprised: "How do you know?"

"really."