The Son of the Cthulhu must be saved [Quick Transmigration]

In an instant, everything became clear in He Songming's mind.

The attacker in the corner, the cut flesh at the waist, Ruan Mobei's strange reaction in the elevator, many times of concealing it as if nothing had happened, the request to let him sleep at the doctor's house last night... the scattered fragments are put together in front of him brutal truth.

His face suddenly turned pale, his figure wobbled twice, leaning against the door frame.

So...that's it.

The doctor thought he was frightened by the description of the corpse, so he hurriedly said, "Take a rest today, it's been hard working with me on duty for the past few days."

He Songming nodded, and returned to the study in a daze. He always thought that it might be someone who had sinned before that attacked him, but he never thought that it would be the high-ranking deputy executive officer.

He has lived in the West District all year round, and has never had an intersection with the deputy executive.

The young man lay back on the bed. He turned sideways and stared at Ruan Mobei seriously. The hand beside him groped, touched Ruan Mobei's finger, and gently grasped it.

Ruan Mobei "killed" the deputy executive.

These clean and slender hands always reminded him of the comfortable era.

Maybe he didn't get blood on his own hands, but Ruan Mobei did punish that person and avenged himself.

He Songming's nose was sore for a while, and warm liquid swirled in his eye sockets. He claimed to be a strong person, and he would not shed a tear when he cut off his own flesh, but the line of defense he was so proud of was fragile in front of this person. Like a piece of paper, every time the embankment burst, he lost control of his emotions.

——Why are you so nice to me?

Ruan Mobei has been refusing to answer him directly, but now, He Songming is no longer obsessed with getting an answer from him.

Just having him around is enough.

The death of the deputy commander did not seem to cause much disturbance.

His wife insisted that she met a ghost that night and kept crying in terror.People just went hysterical when she was too sad, how could there be ghosts in this world?

Footprints around the stronghold still appear every day, as if some kind of omen, people are getting more and more panicked, how can they care about a high-level person who is scared to death.His death has only become the talk of people after dinner, a few words of emotion, and then it is revealed.

Ruan Mobei consumed too much energy last night and didn't wake up until nearly noon.He Songming curled up into a ball and fell asleep leaning against his shoulder. The boy's eyelashes were black and there were still wet tears on his cheeks.

Since then, neither of them mentioned the deputy executive officer again, as if this person never existed in their world.

The escape plan was carried out step by step. Ruan Mobei had already drawn an accurate structural diagram of the stronghold and determined the location of the main control room. He got a lot of information from crouching in the elevator these days and eavesdropping on the conversations between high-level officials.

He Songming is right. In this season, there will often be strongholds in the north migrating to the warmer south. They need supplies on the way, and here is a supply point.

The most recent team to move south will arrive here in three days.

"Are you ready?" Ruan Mobei asked, he put the structure diagram drawn in two months into He Songming's pocket, and recounted the plan for the last time

"After four o'clock, the maintenance will start, and the ventilation device will stop working for two hours. Follow the route I marked out. You will climb from the duty room on the ninth floor to the eleventh floor. Stay at the designated location. In the main control room on the thirteenth floor, search for all the information about that migration team."

He Songming nodded, he had already firmly memorized the route in his mind, and the drawings were just in case.He wears very little clothing so that he can crawl through narrow pipes.

"You must act quickly. If you miss this opportunity, you will have to wait until next month." Ruan Mobei patted He Songming on the shoulder to cheer him up.

"Set off."

The doctor went to make rounds, he was not in the duty room, and would not be back in a short time. He Songming stepped on the desk, and with the help of Ruan Mobei, he removed the grille of the vent.

Ruan Mobei supported his feet and asked He Songming to climb up.

It was pitch black in the ventilation duct. He Songming turned on the headlights, and crawled quickly on the ground with his hands and feet.

There is a narrow vertical ladder next to the vertical pipe section for easy maintenance. He Songming climbed all the way to the negative eleventh floor, went to the designated position, and sat down panting.

The young man leaned against the narrow pipe, with his feet on the other side, curled up into a U shape, and the headlight illuminated the surroundings and Ruan Mobei's face.

"Wait for your return." He said softly.

Ruan Mobei made an OK gesture, and disappeared from He Songming's sight in a blink of an eye.

The surroundings were unprecedentedly quiet and a bit cold, He Songming let out a breath in his palm and rubbed his face.He shifted his position, and the reverberation of the headlamp against the wall of the duct startled him.

He hugged his knees with both hands, buried his head in the crook of his arms, closed his eyes, and counted the time in the darkness, quietly waiting for Ruan Mobei to come back.

Infiltrating the main control room is easier than imagined.

After all, even the most advanced security system can't prevent a ghost. Ruan Mobei arrived at the main control room smoothly, and the administrative staff in uniform were sitting at their respective workstations, and one of them was in contact with the migration team.

From the computer screen of the staff, Ruan Mobei clearly saw the size of the migration team, the supplies needed, and the exact time of arrival.They drove a total of 130 cars, and He Songming only needs to hide in a car loaded with supplies at that time, and they can leave together.

Ruan Mobei wrote down the key information, and after confirming that it was correct, he turned back.

As soon as he returned, he saw He Songming curled up in the passage motionless, the light of the headlamp flowing from the young man's arms, Ruan Mobei approached quietly and patted him on the shoulder lightly.

He Songming was startled, raised his head abruptly, saw that it was Ruan Mobei, and heaved a sigh of relief, "Is it so fast?"

"It's much easier than I thought." Ruan Mobei stretched out his hand to give him a hand, "Let's go."

He Songming turned over with difficulty, adjusted to a four-legged posture, and began to crawl back.

He Songming waited in the pipe for a while, and hurried out while the doctor was out to go to the toilet.Back in the duty room, he locked the door, leaned against the door and sat slowly on the ground, his heart pounding in his chest.

The adrenaline brought by the adventure is still rushing in his veins. He Songming doesn't hate this feeling, and he can even be said to be a little obsessed with it. Although it is dangerous, it will not be life-threatening, unlike the many previous escapes that drowned him There is only boundless fear.

He and Ruan Mobei looked at each other and laughed in unison.

He Songming's face was dusty from rubbing in the pipes. He wiped off the stains on his body and put on thick and warm clothes while listening to Ruan Mobei's fresh information.

"The migration team will arrive at six o'clock in the morning three days later, rest here for a whole day, and leave at nine o'clock the next night. They have a total of 130 seven vehicles, and those responsible for carrying supplies are at the front and end of the team.

"There are two options, one is to start when the migration team is about to leave, wait in advance on their only way, and pretend to be refugees to be rescued by them.

"The second is to hide in the last supply truck in advance, and wait for the migration team to leave the base and then come out. They will never be able to send you back. Which one do you think is better?"

He Songming rubbed his chin and thought for a moment, "Let's go for the second one. The first one always feels a bit risky. We only have two legs and can't go too far. It would be bad if they sent me back to save trouble."

He Songming is only 12 years old, but his way of thinking is already like an adult, Ruan Mobei nodded, "I am also inclined to the second one, there are still two days left to prepare, first consider all possible situations, and then adapt to the situation." .”

Looking forward to many days and nights of escaping, He Songming couldn't help turning around the duty room twice in excitement. He grabbed Ruan Mobei's wrist, looked up at the young man who was much taller than him, and jumped for joy. Said, "Maybe in the south, we can see the sea without ice, the flowers and grass like in the photo, and maybe many small animals. We can raise a rabbit."

"Yes, there will be more life in warm places." Ruan Mobei was also affected by his emotions. He straightened He Songming's collar and said, "There will be a new life at that time."

"Hmm!" He Songming bit his lip, trying to suppress the corners of his mouth that were raised indiscriminately. His head was filled with imagination about the future, so when the door behind him was knocked violently, the boy was startled.

"Is Xiao Ming in there!" The senior sister who was familiar with him knocked on the door and shouted, "Can you go to the operating room quickly! Something happened!"

The three words "something happened" instantly brought back many bad memories of He Songming. People always yelled that it was bad, and then dragged him to the operating room, staring at him with eager eyes, waiting for him Sacrifice yourself.

The boy's face turned pale. He stood there, across a door, and asked as calmly as possible, "What's wrong?"

"Just now a woman who was two weeks away from her due date fell down. Her amniotic fluid broke and she had to give birth early. As a result, the fetus was in an abnormal position and she lost a lot of blood!"

This short explanation alone is enough to make people startled. Ruan Mobei has never seen it with his own eyes, but he also knows how dangerous the production process is.He frowned and asked in a low voice, "Are you going?"

He Songming didn't say a word, he lowered his head to stare at the doorknob, leaving only the top of Ruan Mobei's hairy head.

The senior sister waited anxiously outside the door. What she said was very serious, but it was not enough to describe one-tenth of the situation there. The ectopic fetus was stuck in the birth canal of the mother, and the heart-piercing wailing was heard from a distance. Her legs started to go weak.Hemorrhaging could happen at any moment, like the sword of Damocles, hanging over everyone's head.

She forced herself to take a deep breath, not to urge too much, and finally, after 2 long minutes, the door of the duty room opened in front of her.

The young boy stood in front of her, his face was pale, but calmly "Go."

The two quickly ran to the delivery room, and while they were still in the corridor, Ruan Mobei heard the woman's howling. She seemed to be suffering from severe pain, and her tearing voice was so sharp that it could pierce the eardrum.

He Songming trembled all over, and his pace became faster.

The young man stepped into the door of the operating room, hurriedly put on surgical disinfectant and washed his hands, the woman's voice had weakened at some point, and mixed with the chaotic voices of the medical staff, it seemed to herald a tragedy.

As soon as he stepped into the delivery room, the strong smell of blood flooded his nostrils, and Ruan Mobei couldn't help holding his breath.Everywhere you can see is bright red blood, and pots of bloody water are brought to the side.

"Can't you have a laparotomy?!" Someone yelled in despair.

"No! She is already bleeding profusely!"

There were three blood bags hanging on the infusion stand, which were continuously sending blood into the body of the parturient. The blood pressure value on the life monitor kept dropping. The doctor was supported to stand aside and shouted, "Blood transfusion! Speed ​​up the blood transfusion! "

"There is not enough blood in the blood bank!"

The doctor immediately asked loudly, "Who is blood type A?!"

"I am!" One of He Songming's seniors raised his hand.

He Songming stood on the outermost side, his whole face was completely white. He had never felt that blood was such a terrifying thing, that it could flow out of a person's body like spring water.

No one seemed to notice him, and everyone's attention was on the fainted woman on the delivery bed. Her belly was swollen high, and a baby was pregnant inside, and her life might be taken away at any time.

Eyes are dazzling red.

"Not enough! Is there anyone else with type A blood?!"

"I'll go outside and ask!" Someone ran out of the delivery room, shouting and asking.

He Songming took a step forward.

From the gap in the crowd, he could see the face of the mother clearly.

He recognized her, she was the wife of the attendant on duty, she often came to the door with a big belly to deliver meals to her husband, and every time he met He Songming, she would smile and give him some snacks.

He Songming saw her just yesterday.

The young man staggered unsteadily, bleeding, screaming, life was born with difficulty, or stepped into death, there were many figures, and fate slipped in an irreversible direction——

Can he do something about...?

but……

While hesitating, a pair of hands gently held his cheek.

Ruan Mobei knelt in front of the boy. He held He Songming's face in his hands, and pressed his forehead against his. The boy's hesitation was reflected in his black eyes.

"Accept your talent." He said softly.

The moment the voice fell, a bright yellow firefly suddenly emerged from He Songming's body, bursting out with bright and warm colors.

The firefly hovered intimately around the two of them for a moment, and then suddenly sank into Ruan Mobei's eyebrows.

Followed by countless chaotic and complicated pictures——

The stench of blood filled every inch of space, the fusion and decomposition of cells was unprecedentedly violent, and the walls were covered with strange bubble membranes, constantly agitating like life.Everything was trembling with fear, he hugged the crazy body in his arms tightly, screaming with all his strength

"Accept your talent!!!"

Ruan Mobei let go, unable to see anything clearly in front of his eyes for a while, his own voice kept echoing in his ears, something soft wrapped around his waist, rubbing the skin under his clothes, whispering softly

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