Time-Limited Hunt

Yan Junxun's eyelids twitched, and his gaze collided with the gaze of number 01AE86.He felt the "Hello" creeping up his ankles, like the tail of an indoor giant poking out, with an unpleasant and dangerous air.

Holding a gun, Jiang Lian suppressed the siren: "Suspend the transfer task number 01AE86 immediately!"

"Suspension dismissal," No. 01AE86 couldn't understand Jiang Lian's request, "Come on, are you scared to death by me? I'm just..." He seemed to be looking for the right words to describe, "A poor defenseless prisoner. "

Fu Yun's panting did not calm down, he was too close to the number 01AE86, and hastily replied with a curse in the voice of number 01AE86.

"You're so energetic, you're full of thoughts about fucking someone else's father." Number 01AE86 looked at Yan Junxun, his expression gradually became subtle, "I have a hunch that I'm going to make new friends."

The sweat from Fu Yun's temples dripped down and wet the collar of his shirt. He said, "Contact Commander Fu, this lunatic can't come out at all!"

The system was still for two seconds, turned to the camera, and continued to say in a mechanical voice: "Contact failed, Commander Fu refused to call, please continue to transfer the task."

"Your uncle thinks you are annoying." Number 01AE86 let go of Fu Yun's hand and laughed through the door. "It's time for Fu Yun to grow up and learn to walk independently."

Fu Yun retreated in embarrassment, his face livid: "The dog chain has not been taken off yet, Shi Shanyan, don't be too complacent."

"Yes—" number 01AE86 said patiently, lying on the door, "so you have the key?"

***

It was dark outside the cell, and it was still raining.

Jiang Lian couldn't help but lit a cigarette, faced the playground of the prison, looked at the lonely streetlights on the playground, and used his usual opening remarks: "It's difficult... This guy is too dangerous, he doesn't seem to be able to cooperate people."

"Not only did he react quickly when he grabbed Fu Yun," Yan Junxun drooped his eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep, "and he only used one hand, which shows that he did not give up his finger strength distribution training during his imprisonment. You see Are his index and middle fingers?"

Jiang Lian rubbed his chin embarrassingly, expressing that he didn't see clearly.

Yan Junxun opened his palm and looked at it for a moment: "His two fingers are very sensitive. I advise you not to give him a chance to touch the gun, otherwise it will be very troublesome."

Jiang Lian got a headache when he heard that, he pinched his cigarette and said, "What is Fu Chenghui doing?"

Yan Junxun was afraid of the cold, so he pulled up the zipper of his coat, hid his chin in it, stared at the puddles of dirty mud bubbles under the steps, and answered the wrong question: "There are not many people locked in the mooring prison. The electrical facilities are very old."

Jiang Lian didn't understand: "Our side is broken, and you don't live here, so you still care about the circuit?"

The street lights in the distance suddenly flickered a few times and went out in the heavy rain.

"Aging circuits are prone to leakage and tripping," Yan Junxun said in a muffled voice, "They are all potential safety hazards."

Jiang Lian smacked something: "Parking is no better than Guangtong, and he doesn't have such a strict defense system. If he takes the opportunity to run away..."

If number 01AE86 wants to escape, the parking area can only ask Fu Yun to take him back to Guangtong Detention Center, and there is no need to report to Fu Chenghui immediately.

Jiang Lian had to review the situation again before handing it over, so Jiang Lian looked at Yan Junxun.

***

The conversation room of the Mooring Prison has a long history, and graffiti from decades ago still remain on the walls.There are no windows on the four walls, and there is only a system monitoring camera facing the chair.Because it is closed, there is an old fire alarm in the corner.

No. 01AE86 is wearing a bondage. He is sitting on a chair, his legs are too long, and he looks like he will cross the line at any time.His hair hadn't been cut for a while, and he had tied a messy bun at the back of his head, which looked fluffy and messy, like a lion that had just rolled its head.

"You are so serious," No. 01AE86 pushed the corner of his lips with his finger, "Can't you just smile?"

"No." Yan Junxun didn't bring anything, sat down opposite him, and said very coldly: "There is no such rule."

Number 01AE86 is extraordinarily reasonable to children: "Then what do you want to talk to me about? I can do it."

Yan Junxun did not expect the number 01AE86 to be so cooperative, he only prepared a difficult solution.

"Don't be nervous," the number 01AE86 interlocked his fingers, looking at Yan Junxun, his eyes hidden behind his black hair were sincere and harmless, "I know that your district accepts me under pressure, and Fu Chenghui likes to ask people difficult things so much. But I promise, I'm not as bad as they say in the review. I'm a good guy, really. What's your name?"

"Yan Junxun." Yan Junxun pulled down the zipper so that he could speak.

"Jun-Xun, Jun--Xun," the tone of serial number 01AE86 is full of envy, "Your parents really know how to choose a name, this is the most emotional name I have ever heard."

The word "feeling" left the teeth of number 01AE86, like sugar soaked in a cup, quietly melting Yan Junxun's defense.The eyes, expression and tone of No. 01AE86 are paving the way for his words, making every word of him appear very sincere.

"My name is Shi Shanyan." Number 01AE86 opened his palm and wrote to Yan Junxun. "Time, mountain, and continuation... are all words I like. Isn't this a good name?"

Only one light in the conversation room was on, hanging between them, making the shadows of both of them appear dormant.Yan Junxun didn't like too much light, so he leaned back a little, his thin back pressed against the back of the chair, only his chin was exposed to the light.

"Your hometown is not mentioned in the information."

"People who join the Black Panthers don't need a hometown." Shi Shanyan stopped looking at Yan Junxun, but began to look at the conversation room, "This place is pretty broken, do they really pay you a salary?"

"I don't get paid."

Shi Shanyan turned his gaze back: "May I ask, do I have any?"

"I don't know," Yan Junxun said without thinking, "You can ask Jiang Lian about this kind of thing."

"I don't know anyone here," Shi Shan slowly leaned over, propped himself up with his arms, and got a head shorter than Yan Junxun, "I only know you now, Junxun."

His forehead was covered by hair, which made his deep eyes lose their aggressiveness, and calmly sent a signal to Yan Junxun for help.

"Can you give me a little help? Just a little bit, it doesn't violate any rules. You know I stayed in Guangtong Prison for four years, and the system's minute-to-second monitoring made me breathless. Do the Black Panther retest People are a bunch of bastards, they can't give my family warmth at all. I am too wronged and tired, so I cherish this opportunity very much, I just..." Shi Shanyan stretched out his index finger and middle finger, begging softly, " I want to smoke a cigarette."

Yan Junxun's gaze rested on his fingers for a second, then he frowned: "A cigarette?"

"You are quitting smoking." Shi Shanyan's eyes were soaked in darkness, "the sweet smell of lollipops on your body, I can help you get rid of those cigarettes. The regulations don't say that you can't give me cigarettes, I Trust them to understand."

Yan Junxun was somewhat relaxed: "I didn't bring fire."

"I have it," Shi Shanyan raised his chin, motioning for Yan Junxun to reach out, "It's in my trouser pocket, this is the only treasure I have left."

The hanging lamp tilted slightly, causing Shi Shanyan's shadow to crawl out from under the chair without a sound.But he took the initiative to raise his arms, exposing all his vitals, as if entrusting himself to Yan Junxun.

Yan Junxun took out a crumpled cigarette case from his trouser pocket, took out a cigarette and handed it to Shi Shanyan.Shi Shanyan didn't use his hands, but directly opened his mouth and bit it.Yan Jun looked for the broken one left in the cigarette case, without hesitation, he shook it out and held it between his lips.

When he did this action, he could feel Shi Shanyan's gaze.

"Don't tell Jiang Lian," Yan Junxun stretched out his palm and searched along the side of Shi Shanyan's leg, "He is very talkative."

"Alright sir," Shi Shanyan reminded, "to the left."

Yan Junxun poked his fingers in, took out the lighter, lit it for himself first, and then threw it back to Shi Shanyan.

"You have tear moles." Shi Shanyan lit a cigarette, took a few greedy puffs, and licked his lips after exhaling, "Did you light it yourself?"

Yan Junxun shook his head honestly, looking at the cigarette in his hand, as if counting how many puffs it could take.

Shi Shanyan looked at Yan Junxun carefully, but said in his mouth: "It's so beautiful, I want one too."

Yan Junxun didn't raise his eyes to look at him, he smoked seriously, and said, "Did Fu Chenghui tell you about the parking area? It's different from the light track area."

"Fu Chenghui has so many things to do every day, he doesn't even bother to see his nephew, let alone talk to me." Shi Shanyan held up the cigarette, accumulating ashes to play with, "I know that the berthing area is now a transfer point for large resource transport ships, and it used to be here Steelmaking. I heard that there are many abandoned factories? Looking at the photos, it looks like wasteland, and the greening is quite poor."

"Parking is a warm home," Yan Junxun looked at Shi Shanyan, carrying the slogan of the parking area, "You and I will build it together."

Shi Shanyan made a "wow" voice, and cooperated from the bottom of his heart: "It's really good."

The cigarette was about to run out, but the overhead light suddenly flashed twice.

"Thank you for the smoke," Shi Shanyan said meaningfully, he breathed out light smoke, and smiled at Yan Junxun, "Nice to meet you."

The fire alarm in the corner finally sensed the smoke and screamed loudly. Immediately afterwards, the lights above the two people's heads went out with a "snap", and the sudden trip caused the system surveillance cameras to droop their heads sluggishly.

But to my surprise, neither of the two people in the conversation room moved.

Shi Shanyan's smoke was flickering in the darkness, with a tiny fire shining.He seemed to know everything, and took the last sip calmly: "I know why Fu Chenghui came to you, ah... Interesting, really interesting."

Yan Junxun flicked off the cigarette ash, and asked expressionlessly, "Don't you want to go out and have a look?"

"Think about it," Shi Shanyan pinched off Mars, and completely plunged the two of them into darkness, "But I'm not in a hurry, I'm happy staying in the prison, eating, sleeping, watching cartoons, and doing retests when I have nothing to do The problem is that Fu Yun's group of repeaters are too noisy and too stupid. Will you take me out? You will. Let me guess... The black panther test is easy for you, right? Awesome observation skills, It's the little leopard that Fu Chenghui prefers, he will definitely admit you, after all, you look so good."

He bit the last word.

"You look at my fingers carefully, trying to make sure if I'm a sniper," Shi Shanyan said braggingly, "I am."

The light flickered a few more times and came on again.

Yan Junxun stood up, pulled the zipper back to his chin, turned his head when he was about to leave, and smiled shyly at Shi Shanyan: "Really, but it's the former sniper, brother? Be clear in your wording."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Shi Yanyan to answer, he closed the door with a "bang".

Jiang Lian spread his hands to Yan Junxun in the corridor, showing a helpless expression.They evacuated everyone, but the number 01AE86 just didn't move.

Yan Junxun clenched the cigarette case in his pocket tightly, as if he was about to be amused by his own stupidity after performing a farce with extraordinary effects.Jiang Lian said something to Fu Yun, and Yan Junxun waited for them to go far away, then went to the bathroom to wash his hands.After he came out, he waited for another half an hour, but he didn't see Jiang Lian coming out, so he used the ID communicator to send a message to go home.

When Yan Junxun sat back in the car, he realized that the T-shirt on his back was soaked.

The evaluation of the special mission was right, Shi Shanyan had a tendency to dominate, he habitually controlled the atmosphere when he sat down, Yan Junxun was taken away by him.He even knew the essence of camouflage, and every look was in place. Before the lights went out, Yan Junxun almost believed that he would seize this opportunity and escape.

The little orange dragon lit up with a "ding" sound, shook its tail, and said, "The driving system is in place, and I will take Mr. Yan home immediately." It stood up and held up a light sign, "Mr. I smoked a cigarette 10 minutes ago, please abide by the vow to quit smoking consciously, Mr. Yan."

"Send a message to the Special Inspection Bureau," Yan Junxun ignored it, "If there is no case in the near future, don't contact me."

"Ok."

Xiaojulong put down the light board, and Yan Junxun's recording suddenly sounded three-dimensionally in the car.

"I swear, I will never smoke again, if there is any behavior of smoking secretly..."

Yan Junxun turned the car around, and stubbornly argued: "I didn't smoke secretly."

The author has something to say: snipers need index finger power distribution training, mainly to improve the sensitivity of the index finger to pull the trigger. This sensitivity is obtained from special technical training, and it is necessary to often practice the sensitivity of the index finger alone. ——"Sniper Combat Guide"