useless vampire

The car was bumping in the dense forest, and the front seemed to be in a desperate situation. The speed of the car slowed down slowly, bypassed a tall tree, and turned into a dark underground tunnel.He Zizhou looked out of the car window, and there seemed to be bright lights flashing by one by one. He squinted his eyes, and when the car suddenly stopped, he suddenly found that those bright lights were spikes embedded in the tunnel wall, which were extremely thin and unobtrusive. If it wasn't for the headlights, you wouldn't notice it at all.

"It's that damned cat again," the driver yelled, seeing a black cat jump on the hood of the car and walk slowly towards the front window, its eyes gleaming horribly under the headlights.

"Go away!" The driver turned on the windshield wipers impatiently, and the black cat screamed, jumped out of the car and ran away.

The driver restarted the engine and complained to his hostess, Megan Bruch: "Miss, you should have stopped that kid Hawley from losing this beast. God knows how much it has caused us by running out and running in every day." Trouble."

Megan snorted softly, "What's so scary about a beast, besides, I saw you feeding it sausage last time."

driver:"……"

He kept his mouth shut and drove in silence.

He Zizhou looked back, and there was a white bright spot behind, which was the entrance to the center point and the direction in which the black cat was running.

"You like this beautiful kitten too?" Megan smiled at He Zizhou.

"It's okay, I think it's well-raised." He Zizhou replied.

"Hahahaha...that's natural, Holly always feeds him dried fish, ah...sorry," Megan shrugged, "you'll see Holly soon, he's such a charming big boy. "

The car passed through many iron gates, and finally arrived at the interior of the center point. The interior was more gorgeous than He Zizhou imagined. If it weren't for the heavy ceiling, people would think it was just an ordinary research institute.

"Oh, my dear Holly—" Megan walked through the long aisle and pushed open a white door at the end. A man was lying on the sofa, smoking a cigarette while reading a book, with melancholy eyes and brown hair falling down. There are light stubble on the shoulders and chin, and he is about forty years old.

The man glanced at her, then glanced at He Zizhou behind her, and said expressionlessly, "Are you here for a vaccination? Hurry up, I have something else to do."

"Oh, look, why do you always have a sad face." Megan patted the man's beard.

Holly pushed Megan away impatiently, and waved to He Zizhou, "Come inside."

Megan shrugged, seeming to have gotten used to Hawley's indifference.

He Zizhou followed Holly into the inner room, and a cold breath came over his face, surrounded by tall refrigerators.

"You sit there first."

Holly put on his gloves, climbed up the ladder, pressed his fingerprint code, opened the freezer, and a gust of white cold air came out. He took out a tube of liquid and took it out with a needle after he got down. "Roll up your sleeves."

He Zizhou raised his sleeves and asked Holly to inject the liquid in the tube into his body.

"Within 24 hours, if you have symptoms of nausea and dizziness, come to me, it means that you have been infected and need to inject other drugs." Hawley said.

"Infected?" He Zizhou frowned.

"It's nothing to make a fuss about." Holly took off his gloves and said calmly, "This virus entered the market as early as a month ago, and you probably didn't know about it at that time."

He Zizhou was surprised. The virus entered the market a month ago, and no suspicious cases have been heard so far, indicating that the incubation period is at least one month.

He gasped, and Hawley glanced at him and asked, "What were you doing?"

"There is a rule in the organization that you are not allowed to ask people who worked in the past?" He Zizhou was not nervous. Before replacing G-513, he was already familiar with the basic rules inside "Red Thorn".

Holly raised his eyebrows and didn't seem to care, "Sorry, I just asked casually, you remind me of an old friend."

He Zizhou put down his sleeves and said flatly, "Sorry, I don't know you."

After speaking, he walked out.

"You shouldn't be him, after all, if he is still alive, he will be 56 years old now," Hawley said, watching his back. "He was a hunter, a great hunter."

He Zizhou paused. For some reason, he thought of his father. If his father was still alive, he would be 56 years old.But he strode forward without staying too long, because this is the central point of "Red Thorn", and there are traps everywhere.

The organization prepares a fairly comfortable bedroom for He Zizhou. He is here as G-513, and his main job is to contact people at various central points.But in fact, there are many layers of liaison work, and everyone is just one of the cogs. They can't see the whole picture, and can hardly extract useful information from their own hands.

What made He Zizhou even more distressed was that there was a powerful signal jammer here, and Fang Yu couldn't be contacted at all, and everyone here was pale, as if they had been trapped here for a long time.

After a day or so, He Zizhou didn't feel any discomfort. According to Huo Li, he was not infected, and the vaccination had helped him avoid the plague that would break out at an unknown time.

But he still went to find Holly, and Holly looked him up and down, and said, "Besides dizziness, what else do you feel?"

He Zizhou replied: "Throat is uncomfortable, fatigue."

Hawley nodded and said, "It seems that you have been infected, which is also reasonable, and now most people outside are infected."

He Zizhou was startled.

"Come here, I'll give you an injection, and you'll be fine again, lucky guy." Holly patted He Zizhou on the shoulder, "Come and register first."

"Register what?" He Zizhou frowned.

Hawley glanced at him, took out a notebook, put on his glasses, and scribbled something on the paper, saying while writing, "Every needle here has to be approved by the organization, God knows this thing has already been used in the black market." How much money was fired, anyway, I can't afford to pay."

"black market?"

"Well, otherwise, how do you think they support you idle liaison officers?"

"..."

"I don't mean to be offensive, I'm just telling the truth," Hawley said, holding a form in front of him. "Here, sign it."

He Zizhou glanced at the list and said that his body temperature was 38.2 degrees Celsius, accompanied by nausea, vomiting, dizziness, fatigue and other symptoms.

It was impossible for Hawley not to see that he was not so serious. He glanced at Hawley again. At this moment, Hawley casually put on his gloves, took out a tube of red liquid and a disposable syringe, and said, "Roll up your sleeves."

He Zizhou signed the signature, hesitantly said: "At this time, I feel that I am in good health. I don't think it was an adverse reaction to the vaccination just now, but I just didn't adapt to a new environment."

Hawley raised his eyebrows and said, "It's okay, this injection is only effective against viruses, and healthy people won't have any side effects."

"Holly—" At this moment Megan's voice came from outside the door, and Holly walked towards He Zizhou suddenly, grabbed his arm, and turned his back to Megan.

"I'm busy, you go out first."

Holly's voice was cold, he lowered his head, and seemed to be seriously injecting He Zizhou, but the syringe in his hand had no liquid at all, and the needle just touched the outside of his skin.

"Okay." Holly threw the syringe away, and at the same time stuffed the tube of red liquid into He Zizhou's hand.

He Zizhou exchanged a glance with him, and quickly used the action of tidying up his sleeves as a cover to hide it.

When Fang Yu arrived at the hospital, the Qiu family was waiting anxiously at the door of the operating room.Seeing Fang Yu coming, Qiu's mother hurried up, held Fang Yu's hand, her voice trembling, "My good girl...why did you suddenly..."

As he spoke, he began to cry, Fang Yu comforted: "It's okay, Auntie, she will survive."

After a while, Qiu's father took away Qiu's mother, who lost her composure. Fang Yu glanced at the operating room and frowned. Just now on the phone, he learned that Qiu Yingying said she was not feeling well, so she went to bed early, who In the middle of the night, he suddenly started vomiting blood.For the blood race, vomiting blood is the most serious symptom.When he was sent to the hospital, he was already unconscious.

Although he had no relationship with Qiu Yingying, he still politely stayed with her for a while until the phone rang, and it was Jiang An.

"Zhiyu...Zhiyu is suddenly cold and sweating..." Jiang An said anxiously.

A muscle in Fang Yu's mind immediately tensed up, "I'll be there soon, there is a blood bag on the bedside, please give him some blood first."

Then there was the sound of "咔呵咒味" on the phone, as if he was looking for a blood bag, and Jiang An's voice "Zhiyu, come, have a drink".

Suddenly there was a sound of "vomit--", Que Zhiyu seemed to vomit out the blood he just drank, Jiang An panicked, "Zhiyu, why don't you feel uncomfortable, tell brother..."

Fang Yu bid farewell to Qiu's family in a hurry, and then drove back to the hotel immediately.

Along the way, Fang Yu didn't hang up the phone, only listening to Jiang An on the other end of the phone anxiously helping Que Zhiyu with something, but Que Zhiyu could only breathe heavily.

"Zhiyu! Zhiyu!" Fang Yu shouted.

"Zhiyu, Fang Yu is calling you, Zhiyu...wake up..." Jiang An was about to cry.

"Fang... Fang... Yu... I... feel... going... dying..." Que Zhiyu's voice was hoarse and weak, and Fang Yu was so anxious that he grabbed the steering wheel and started speeding.

Suddenly a figure flashed in front of his eyes, and he slammed on the brakes, but fortunately he didn't hit it, but he suddenly got angry, pushed the door to get out of the car, and was about to punch this person.

"Ouch—" The man suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, which just splashed on the car glass.

Then the man slowly raised his head, his pale face was bloodless.

Suddenly Fang Yu's eyes widened, and he saw a small red spot on the man's neck, just like the red spot of the plague 26 years ago.