Has the captain mutated today? [End Times]

Shi Qi instinctively let go of the semi-automatic in his hand, and caught the upside-down person.

The skin temperature of the tentacles was on the high side, and Hull almost put his whole body weight on him, and he staggered when he was pressed.

"Captain?" He tilted his head and called again tentatively.

The only answer was his steady breathing.

The black scales and tentacles had retracted silently, Shi Qi couldn't help touching the captain's back, there was nothing but strong muscles and slightly raised old scars.

The surroundings returned to silence, only the sound of waves crashing against the shore remained in my ears.They stood in this position for a long time. At first glance, it looked like two people were embracing each other.

Shi Qi hesitated for a long time before gently sitting him aside.

He fastened the blindfold on Hale, and then put on the blood-stained coat that was thrown aside.Looking at the blood on the coat, Shi Qi's expression was a little uncertain, then he picked up the saber that fell on the ground, and slashed his leg severely.

Blood flowed out instantly, staining one of his trouser legs red.

After doing all this, Shi Qi carried the person on his back with difficulty, and started to walk back with a limp.

He deliberately lowered his head and walked very slowly, fine sweat slowly slipped from his forehead, he didn't know what he was thinking.

The sight of the two covered in blood really startled the others, and Qin Ai hurriedly bandaged Shi Qi's leg wound.Shi Qi pursed his dry lips and asked when the transportation team would come.

"Just five more minutes."

His expression was a little strange, but Qin Ai only thought that he was worried about the captain's injury, so he said to comfort him: "The transportation team will be here soon, and then let them take you back to the district for examination. You just hit your head. Captain will be fine."

Shi Qi hummed, his eyes fell on the undulating sea in the distance, and he tried his best to control his expression.

What did the captain just become... changed again... Should he tell his teammates?Should anyone know?Who will tell him what to do?

After being on the same team for fifteen months, Shi Qi realized that he didn't know the captain at all.

For example, what did the captain do before he joined the Secret Service?Do you have any relatives?

He closed his eyes.

I don't even know the captain's last name.

Why on earth does the captain have tentacles that Ohm only has?

"Huh? Deputy team," Coke's voice interrupted his thoughts: "Do you believe in Christ?"

Shi Qi opened his eyes: "I don't believe it."

"Then how do you..."

Shi Qi followed his line of sight and looked down. It turned out that the thin chain he had been wearing had fallen out of his neckline at some point, and the silver cross was hanging quietly on his chest, reflecting the faint light in the sun. .

In the vague memory, that gentle and elegant man wore gold-rimmed glasses, smiled gently and touched his head, then untied the necklace and put it around his neck: "Xiao Qi, put this away for Dad."

Raising his hand to tuck the necklace back into his neckline, Shi Qi frowned, "Think about it a little bit."

Coke nodded knowingly and said no more.

The transportation team belongs to the Ground Service Bureau, and within 5 minutes, a team of the latest maglev trucks lined up on the pier neatly.

The engine sound of the new maglev truck is very small, and after adding a noise reducer, it glides in the air almost silently.

There were smaller escort vehicles on both sides of the truck. A tall and thin officer jumped out of the first escort vehicle. He glanced at the huge freighter and asked Lao Jiang who was closest to him: "Special Agent No. [-] Woolen cloth?"

"Zhou Qi is dead."

The officer's expression changed, and he was suddenly anxious: "When did it happen? Why didn't Commander Zhou be notified immediately?"

"According to regulations, the administrator notifies the family members of the news of death in the line of duty." Shi Qi stood up, blocked Lao Jiang behind him, and glanced at the name tag on the other party: "Officer Wu, you should ask the administrator why he didn't notify Commander Zhou."

Commander Zhou is the immediate superior of Officer Wu, and the superior loves him very much as an only child, and something happened right now... He was just a little worried that Commander Zhou would even take his anger out on him when he went back.

"Sorry, I don't mean anything else. Commander Shi, you also know that Commander Zhou..." Officer Wu realized that he had lost his composure, smiled wryly, and pressed his temple: "The report received said that you have a wounded person here. , I’ll ask them to spare an escort vehicle to take you back.”

"Well, thank you."

The journey back was extremely short, and when he arrived at the hospital, Shi Qi repeated to the doctor what he had said to Qin Ai.

"Yeah, we met a dozen Ohms...yes, he hit his head. This way."

On the bedside table next to the hospital bed was a vase filled with water, and there was a bunch of fake lilies in the water.

The doctor who was over half a century old looked at the scan result in his hand, and then handed it to Shi Qi: "The automatic scan showed no congestion or trauma, just hypoglycemia, and I should wake up after taking a sachet of nutrient solution."

"Well, trouble doctor."

"It's okay." The doctor in a white coat also has children working in the Secret Service. Knowing that these young people are working hard outside every day, he specially instructed: "You have to eat well when you run tasks every day. If you can't keep up with your nutrition, you will die." My body can't bear it either."

Shi Qi smiled: "Yes, I will tell him when he wakes up."

It wasn't until the doctor and the nurse disappeared outside the ward that the smile on Shi Qi's face faded.

Looking at Hull who was unconscious on the bed, he pulled out the pistol on the side of his thigh, his black eyes could not hide the cruelty, and the cold muzzle of the gun stuck to the captain's temple.

Every time I went on a mission in the past fifteen months, I was able to return to the safe zone almost intact... Now that I think about it, it's really weird.

Even if he is injured and unconscious, he can always survive in the end.

Hull almost paranoid to save him again and again, why is this?

Who is he?What is the purpose of being close to yourself?Could it be that his identity has been exposed?

Shi Qi gritted his teeth, and the finger on the trigger did not move for a long time.

He took several deep breaths, and finally put the gun gently aside.

Sighing silently, he clenched and loosened his fists by his side, and then left the ward.

Shi Qi went to the canteen on the first floor of the hospital, bought a pack of candy, sat in the corridor on the first floor and tore open the package.

When he ate the sixth yuan, he caught a glimpse of several special agents following the administrator into the hospital lobby.

Withdrawing his gaze, he touched the walkie-talkie worn on his ear.

Sure enough, after about two or three minutes, the door opened through the intercom, followed by the administrator mechanically ordering: "You guys wait outside."

As the door of the ward was closed tightly, the administrator pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, pulled the chair beside him and sat down, facing the person who had already sat up on the bed, and said: "Special Agent No. [-], Commander Zhou has learned that [-] died in the line of duty, and now he is putting pressure on the Secret Service to release the contents of the recorder."

Hull's gaze did not fall on the administrator, but on the pistol on the bedside.

"Commander Zhou said that if the content is not disclosed, he is going to sue you in the Secret Service Court for intentional homicide." The administrator continued: "I have to say that the commander is very smart. He used us to never disclose the records of Team [-]. We have persuaded several family members of deceased Secret Service agents to agree to serve on the jury, citing the contents of the device."

Hull finally looked at the administrator: "Only this time the contents of the recorder cannot be made public."

There was no expression on the administrator's paralyzed face: "Why?"

"Shi Qi shot." Hull's eyes remained calm: "If it is made public, he will be in danger."

The administrator didn’t seem to be surprised that he would say this: “Even if you find an excuse not to disclose the audio content of this time, during your five years of service, you have a total of 370 attendances, and the Secret Service can’t find an excuse for 370.”

"Then I won't look for it."

"...do you know what you're talking about?"

"My task is to protect him, that's all." Hull's tone was unwavering: "I will complete this task at all costs."

"...The council area does not want any possibility of falling short." The administrator added: "Since you have completed the tasks given to you very well and successfully assisted us in obtaining a lot of important information, this time..."

"I only have one mission." Hull interrupted him: "Everything I do is to complete that mission, and has nothing to do with the council area."

The administrator was silent for a long time, and Shi Qi's walkie-talkie was also silent for a long time.

Then, following the sound of the chair being dragged, the administrator's voice, like an artificial intelligence, came clearly from the receiver: "This time, the bureau has approved a ten-day holiday. During the break, please be sure to perform the duties of the special service team."

After another two or three minutes, the administrator walked out of the hospital gate.

Only then did Shi Qi swallow the last piece of weird-tasting fudge, threw the package into the trash can next to him, clapped his hands and went upstairs.

Pushing open the door of the ward, the person on the bed was holding the gun he had left beside the bed, with his head lowered so that no one could see his expression clearly.

Shi Qi didn't say anything, he opened the drawer of the bedside table and switched off the intercom.Then he pulled over the chair the administrator was sitting on and straddled the chair with its back facing forward, propping his elbows on the back of the chair and resting his chin on his hand.

After a long time, Hull raised his head: "...why didn't you shoot?"

"You are very good to me," Shi Qi said honestly, "I can't do anything."

There was silence in the ward.

"..." In the end, Shi Qi was the first to break the silence: "Your task is to protect me?"

"Ah."

"Who assigned the task?"

"……I have no idea."

Shi Qi laughed angrily: "Don't even bother making up perfunctory lies?"

"I did not lie to you."

"Okay, I guess you didn't lie to me." Shi Qi didn't bother too much, he took a deep breath and asked, "Captain, what else are you hiding from me?"

Hull's Adam's apple moved, but he didn't speak.

"As long as you tell me, I will believe it." Shi Qi pursed his dry lips: "If your mission is to protect me, you must let me know why? You have to...you have to let me know something casually, right?"

There was another harsh silence in the ward.

"...3012," Hull gently put his gun aside: "I showed up at the port of City H with a mission that year, and I didn't find you until last year, and you will know the rest. "

"……Gone?"

"Gone."

Shi Qi frowned: "Since you don't remember, how do you know that the target of the mission is me?"

"Cross." Hull pointed to his heart: "The person who assigned the task wore exactly the same one."

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