Has the captain mutated today? [End Times]

"Mom, look at Dad." When Shi Qi couldn't ask the answer, he turned to complain to Shi Jing: "He didn't tell me."

Shi Jing naturally knew who was coming today, she glanced at her lover with complicated eyes, then patted her son's head: "Xiao Qi, where is the brother who is coming... His previous experience is different from yours, And he may live in our house for a while in the future, you can't bully him in the future."

The child's curiosity was completely aroused, and Hei Liang's eyes finally opened completely: "What's his name? Can he play PS104? How long will he stay at our house?"

"I need to ask your father about this." Shi Jing pushed the plate containing the sandwiches in front of Shi Qi, and poured him another glass of chocolate milk: "Have breakfast first, and mom will drop you off to school today."

Shi Qi's stomach growled in unison.

While her son was eating breakfast, Shi Jing went back to the house and changed into her police uniform. After checking the gun, she put the gun into the holster on her belt.

"Did you say you have to go today?" Shi Jing moved swiftly, and when she came out, her son hadn't even finished half of the sandwich: "You just have a fever, what if you get sick again after going out?"

"Isn't the fever gone?" Cheng Jinyang turned a page of the newspaper: "I don't care, but if the child wakes up early, he won't be able to remember anything...he must be scared?"

"A Yang, you are too courageous. How come..." Shi Jing glanced at her son who was all focused on the sandwich, and lowered her voice: "How dare you even take him out of the laboratory?"

It's not that she doesn't welcome that child, it's just that the child grew up in a closed environment, if he doesn't get along with Xiao Qi, and he doesn't know how to resist if he is bullied by Xiao Qi again...

Shi Qi didn't realize that he was such a bully image in his mother's heart. He raised his head and asked, "What laboratory?"

"It's nothing, hurry up and eat, mom is going to be late for work." Shi Jing covered Shi Qi's mouth with a milk cup, then turned her head and asked Cheng Jin Yang, "Are you sure your company won't hold you accountable?"

"They must have the energy to pursue it..." Cheng Jinyang turned another page of the newspaper: "First of all, even if I have worked for them for free in the past five years, they still owe me money; secondly, the United Nations has heard this The project got wind, the laboratory that was ordered to be closed by the government of country W... The investors are already busy, and besides, they themselves don't care much about what the laboratory looks like."

Shi Jing sighed: "Just resign from a good job, you say you..."

"Jingjing," Cheng Jinyang put down the newspaper, and took Shi Jing's hand, his eyes were full of self-blame: "At the beginning you encouraged me to accept this project from ING, and then divorced... I only agreed to you because I was out of my mind. Don't... just so many years."

Shi Jing is a senior police officer in City H, with a high administrative rank.

And ING is a foreign company, and the nature of its work is to engage in scientific research.

In order to allow Cheng Jinyang to go abroad smoothly, Shi Jing was ruthless at the beginning and filed for divorce from the other party.

Cheng Jinyang glanced at his son with a circle of milk stains on his mouth, and then squeezed his lover's hand: "I finally got rid of that job, I have missed it for many years, Jingjing... would you still like me?" Let me stay?"

Shi Jing slapped Cheng Jinyang's hand: "My son is still watching, pay attention."

Cheng Jinyang laughed loudly, and the remaining sickness on his face finally disappeared with the laughter: "Yes, yes, yes, we Xiao Qi is still young, and we don't understand that Dad really loves Mom."

Hour Seven had finished his breakfast by now, and began to mutter about not wanting to go to school again. Shi Jing hurriedly grabbed him by the collar and dragged him out of the house.

"Dad will pick you up after school. Mom has to be on duty today. You have to listen to what Dad says, you know?"

Hour Seven never looked forward to leaving school so much.

It seems that there are more people asking for leave in school today, and it seems that several teachers are also absent.

During the lunch break, several teachers got together to discuss dozens of more wounding incidents nearby.

When school was about to end, the head teacher came in and informed the students that starting tomorrow, the end of school time will be brought forward to one o'clock in the afternoon.

I didn't pay much attention to these details for seven hours.

As soon as the school bell rang, he rushed out of the classroom with his schoolbag on his back.

However, when the students all went home, Dad didn't come to pick him up.

Shi Jing used to be too busy to pick him up from school, so after confirming that her father really didn't come to pick him up, Shi Qi hailed a taxi by herself and reported the name of her community.

"Tsk, you really look exactly like your mother." Cheng Jinyang couldn't get through on the phone, so little Shi Qi muttered, "But what can Dad do at home?"

Just as she was thinking, Shi Jing's phone call came in.

As soon as the connection was made, Shi Jing's anxious voice came from the receiver: "Xiaoqi? Where are you now?!"

Hour seven held the phone away from his ears: "Mom, what are you doing so loudly... I'm going to be home in 10 minutes, why didn't dad come to pick me up?"

"Xiao Qi, listen... hiss... don't go home now! Your father... hiss... I'm going now..."

A harsh noise overwhelmed most of Shi Jing's words, and Shi Qi could not hear the beginning and end, and was at a loss: "Why don't you go home? Mom? Mom?"

"You're upstairs...hiss...wait," Shi Jing almost yelled and finished the second half of the sentence: "don't go up... evacuate the hiss...team, from the side...Xiao Qi, be obedient... Hiss...you..."

"Mom! I can't hear what you said!" Hour Seven glanced at the phone: "Hello? Hello?"

"Beep beep-"

Where does he go if he doesn't go home?

Reminiscent of Cheng Jinyang's work, Shi Qi reasonably suspected that his father might have done another experiment and then blew up the house.

Thinking of this, Shiqi wanted to go home quickly to see what the house looked like.

The taxi stopped more than 200 meters away from the gate of the community.

The traffic on the street was backing up, and there were still many traffic policemen in blue clothes directing the evacuation of the crowd.

The master driver looked out of the car and asked the child in the back seat, "Are you going to the front?"

"Correct."

"There's a roadblock ahead, and there's probably another injury case, so the car won't be able to get through..." The driver pressed the meter and started backing up: "Children, do you want uncle to accompany you and wait for the adults at home?"

"No, thank you uncle." Hour Seven shook his head: "My mother is a senior police officer, and she asked me to come and find her."

The driver was still a little worried, but seeing the child's persistence, he let him get off the car after collecting the money.

Going retrograde through the crowd, bypassing roadblocks, and avoiding the traffic police... At this moment, Shiqi showed wit and calmness beyond his peers.

A cordon was drawn in the distance.

Shi Qi followed his mother to the scene of the crime several times, so he could tell at a glance that the cordon was a bit strange.

There were no officers on either side of the bright yellow cordon — and no crowds of onlookers.

Now it can be regarded as the evening peak. There are residential buildings around here, so how could there be no crowds of onlookers?

A light wind blew by, bringing up a faint, unpleasant, strange smell.

He seemed to have smelled this smell before.

The surroundings were not quiet, and one could even vaguely hear someone arguing, mixed with terrified cries, which made one's hair stand on end.

Shiqi pulled his schoolbag uncomfortably, thought for a while, picked up a branch from the side of the road, then bent down and slipped into the yellow cordon.

*

The door of the house was wide open, and two legs protruded from the door.

Hour seven took the courage to look inside—it wasn't my mother, but a colleague of my mother's, the uncle who gave me sugar a few days ago.

There was a tear on Uncle's neck that was no longer bleeding.

Hour Seven resisted the urge to feel sick, and stepped over the uncle's body.

A human voice could be faintly heard in the room, and Xiao Qi was overjoyed: "Mom..."

The sound of the door of the guest bedroom being knocked open was so loud that Shi Qi was so frightened that he froze in place.

Someone... no, something came out of it with mom, with such force that it knocked a long crack through the two-inch thick wooden door.

The thing had a huge head, a pair of green eyes, a mouthful of sharp fangs, and many wriggling tentacles.

It looks a bit like the octopus monster I met when playing games last night.

Shi Jing saw Shi Qi standing there blankly at a glance, and she shouted heartbreakingly: "Run! Xiao Qi! Run!"

Shi Qi still stood there in a daze, his bright black eyes were full of horror, and he couldn't move.

The monster instinctively rushed towards the source of the sound, and bit Shi Jing's neck.

The dark red blood spurted out with the disgusting sound of chewing, and flowed all over the ground.

Shi Jing's throat was bitten, but she grabbed the monster's head tightly with her backhand, and said in a ho-ho voice: "Xiaoqi...run...run..."

Hour Seven seemed to be bewitched, he took a small step forward, kicked an open leather holster with his toe, and the pistol that fell out made a soft sound when it touched the floor.

The monster let go and looked up.

*

Shi Jing used to take her son to target shooting.

She used to say, "What if the son of a senior police officer can't shoot?"

However, the shooting results of Hour Seven have always been rock-solid: continuous misses and intermittent one-shots.

Not to mention moving targets, they couldn't even hit the edges.

But when he pulled the trigger of the pistol, everything around him was blurred, only those two green eyes were left staring at him.

"boom--"

The recoil of the pistol gun was still a bit difficult for a half-grown child, and Shi Qi's two arms were shaken by the shock, and as soon as he let go, the gun fell to the ground.

I don't know how long it took, until Shiqi's heel began to hurt, and he came back to his senses.

Looking down at the corpse lying on the ground, Shi Qi turned and rushed to the trash can, then bent down and vomited it out.

Her fair face was flushed with blood, and even her eyes were bloodshot.

As if to spit out all the internal organs.

*

It was almost midnight when the blood was cleaned up.

The child under the age of 13 has limited strength and cannot move the dead body on the ground. He can only wipe his mother clean with a soaked white towel.

The cold winter wind poured in through the wide open door, Shi Qi shivered for a while, and then continued to shake Shi Jing's hand, revealing the thing she was clutching before she died.

A silver chain, with a small cross hanging from the end, was bare and had no other patterns.

Hour Seven held the cross tightly, then, as if suddenly remembering something, he got up and ran to the shoe cabinet at the entrance, then turned around and ran into the guest bedroom.

Cheng Jinyang's two pairs of leather shoes were neatly placed in the entrance, and iron-gray cloth remains were scattered in the guest bedroom, as if something had torn his clothes from the inside.

And two cotton slippers.

It turned out that the monster was really changed by my father.

Shi Qi stared at the slippers for a long time, then covered his face and cried silently.

The author has something to say:

Touch the head of the little number, and all suffering will pass.

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Let me explain here, in case you see something that does not match the setting of the "future world" (for example, cars, phones, etc.), please bear with me

The originally set timeline was 202x, but the author needed to respond to the call, so... pushed the timeline back by 1000 years

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Thanks for the support, bows.