After being a spare tire for four big guys at the same time [Transmigration Book]

The teacher at the Military Academy did not keep Yu Tang waiting for too long.

The students have all undergone high-intensity killing training, and it is the time when their hands are not accurate. Once a conflict occurs in a place where there is no supervision, there is no guarantee that it will cause some irreversible accidents.

In this kind of place, the nature of private brawls among many people has always been more serious than in ordinary colleges.

The nearby instructor heard the siren and hurried over, his tone was extremely cold and severe: "Everyone stop! Stand up, no one is allowed to move again!"

Yu Tang let go of Gan Lifei, picked up the cane, and stood up with support.

The instructor walked over quickly, saw the specific situation clearly, and was about to blurt out a reprimand stuck in the middle of the way, and couldn't help frowning.

Obviously, not all of the students involved in the brawl could stand up.

Gan Lifei was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he could barely stand by the dining table, which was considered pretty good.

Of the remaining few people, one was half unconscious, one was clutching his throat and struggling to breathe, and the other was stiff with pain and fright and opened his mouth, completely paralyzed on the ground.

The most conspicuous one fell asleep crookedly, and had a quarter-full injection pierced into his body.

There is a label on the injection, which is a new type of neurological anesthetic that works immediately. It is a controlled drug, and only the medical room can strictly register and use it according to the regulations.

The instructor took off the needle and weighed it in his hand, his expression completely cold.

...At first I thought it was just an ordinary gang fight, but I didn't expect this group of bastards to be lawless and able to do anything.

This kind of neurological anesthetic is the research result of the Ministry of Science in the past few years, and it is usually used on the battlefield.

Injecting a quarter of the dose can make people lose consciousness in a short period of time, which is convenient for medical staff to treat in time.

If it is completely empty, it may cause irreversible damage to the nervous system, causing people to fall into a permanent deep sleep, and there is no possibility of waking up again.

In the medical room, this injection is strictly kept in a lockbox.

The instructor stretched out his hand to reset the man whose jaw joint had been removed, and asked coldly, "Who used this thing?"

The man's face was pale and trembling from the pain, and his eyes drifted to Gan Lifei.

Gan Lifei was trying his best to wink at Shi Ji.

The man's jaw had just been pressed, his speech was slurred, and he boldly said: "Yes, when, when—"

"What are you hesitating about, guilty conscience?!" The instructor snapped, "Speak more quickly! Who—"

Shi Ji said warmly, "It's me."

The instructor was a little astonished, and turned to look at Shi Ji who was standing aside.

Of course he didn't notice Shi Ji until now.

The first observer of the college, the outstanding student who made the teachers and instructors proud and headache.This afternoon, the dean of the wingman major was furious because of Shi Ji's physical examination results, and directly slapped the principal's desk.

...It was really Shi Ji standing on the side, no matter how you looked at it, he looked like an innocent classmate who was involved in a dispute while eating in the cafeteria.

No injuries could be seen on his body, his face was neither red nor out of breath, and his clothes were not messed up.

The instructor originally thought it was an internal fight among these people, but now looking at the erratic expressions of a few people, and seeing where their eyes are falling, it seems that Shi Ji beat up the five on the ground with a group of people.

……

Even with a cane.

The instructor glanced over the crutch in Shi Ji's hand, and his eyes sank without a trace.

As a result of the re-examination, Shi Ji's cruciate ligament in his left leg was severely torn. In terms of cooperating with his wingmen, he could no longer completely return to his original peak state.

"I was eating in the cafeteria and had conflicts with these classmates."

Shi Ji said: "The situation is urgent, I used some special means... I am willing to accept the investigation."

The way the instructors deal with this kind of fight is mostly simple and rude. If there is an injury, they will be punished. If there is no injury, everyone will run fifty laps. At first, when I heard Shi Ji's polite statement, I couldn't even react: "What investigation?"

"Review and monitor." Shi Ji said.

Gan Lifei shuddered violently.

"I am applying for a review of the relevant A-level surveillance archives."

Shi Ji didn't look at him, and continued: "During the time just now, the monitoring of the cafeteria in this area. The monitoring of the medical room tonight and last night, half a year ago——"

Gan Lifei suddenly shouted: "We got the medicine!"

Shi Ji stopped talking.

Gan Lifei's chest heaved rapidly, he stood under the stunned gaze of those men, his face was hot with embarrassment, but his back was cold because of fear.

This time they have a long memory, and they have actually made enough thorough preparations in advance.

The anesthetic was not stolen from the medical room, but bought at a high price on the black market. All the evidence was destroyed in advance, leaving no trace of evidence.

All the way they came, they hid the anesthetics tightly, and only when they were about to strike, did they reveal a little bit of the needle tip, and it was impossible for the surveillance to capture it.

The anesthetic was used by Shi Ji, and Gan Lifei specially wore thin film gloves with only Shi Ji's fingerprints on them.

Even if you really chase after them, you can't find them.

...But how dare he let Shi Ji chase after him?

Buying prohibited drugs from the black market is at best a serious warning and punishment. If Shi Ji is asked to review the surveillance from half a year ago, everything will really be over.

Gan Lifei didn't dare to think anymore, his voice was hoarse, and he couldn't help shivering: "It's us, we lost to Shi Ji in the final exam, and we are not convinced..."

Their original plan was to stop Shi Ji in the cafeteria, attack him first, and find an opportunity to give Shi Ji a shot without any trace.

The needle tube is not big, so it can block the camera no matter what. Shi Ji had just been injured all over in the battle, so it's not too strange that he fainted from weakness when he got emotional.

They can use an excuse to send Shi Ji to the infirmary and find a way to get him away.

The instructor felt chills when he heard it, but his face remained calm: "You want to get him away, and then what will you do?"

Gan Lifei was tongue-tied.

Shi Ji's sudden counterattack completely disrupted his position, he was eager to fill the hole, but found a new loophole.

Until now, Gan Lifei finally realized belatedly that no matter how he tried to make amends, everything he said had become a complete self-incrimination.

They wanted to get Shi Ji's stun away, and then what would they do?

After spending so much effort, could it be that he just knocked Shi Ji out and beat him up, making things difficult for him?So why not just put a sack on it?

Even the instructors would not believe such ghostly reasons.

If the explanation is not clear, we have to investigate.

Once it is investigated, it will be necessary to find out what Shi Ji said about the A-level authority monitoring.

……

Gan Lifei was too scared to speak.

He seems to have been completely locked in a dead end, no matter how hard he struggles, how he tries to make amends, he will eventually return to the unavoidable ending——

"Instructor." Shi Ji suddenly said, "Can I apply for a pen and paper?"

The instructor was a little confused: "What do you need a pen and paper for?"

Shi Ji said: "According to military regulations, those who voluntarily state their faults, confess to other persons involved in the case and submit evidence before the investigation can be given a lighter punishment as appropriate."

Shi Ji: "I will report all the actions I have taken to my superiors in written form."

"There is such a rule...but what report do you have?"

The instructor is not in charge of the wingman major. He looked at this top student who was strict with rules and regulations, and he felt a little headache: "You are a victim, self-defense, self-defense and counterattack, it is only right and proper..."

He was talking to Shi Ji, when Gan Lifei on the side suddenly shuddered, and shouted nervously, "I want paper and pen too!"

The instructor no longer liked these students, he frowned, his face turned cold: "Why are you joining in the fun?"

"You can be punished lightly... right?"

Gan Lifei heard these words clearly, and he repeated incoherently: "I have evidence, and I have people involved in the case, give me a pen and paper, I am willing to confess..."

Hearing his words, the few remaining people also suddenly realized that they were scrambling for pens and paper.

……

They didn't have time to fully understand what happened, they only knew that they had been cornered.

In their plan, Shi Ji would not resist, at most he would just fight them back as before, without hurting them.

Gan Lifei was standing opposite Shi Ji at that time, and he still can't figure out why Shi Ji judged what was in his hand based on that bit of metallic luster.

But Shi Ji decided it right.

Not only did he make a judgment, but Shi Ji also went against his usual behavior, wanting to make things bigger, to make matters worse, and to adjust the A-level monitoring of the security department that was not clean.

Gan Lifei didn't dare to ask Shi Ji to check the monitoring, so he could only admit that the anesthetic was in order to suppress the matter before it became a big problem.

But he couldn't answer the question "What do you plan to do after you get Shi Ji dizzy?"

This is simply an unsolvable endless loop.

At such a time, Shi Ji suddenly mentioned that the punishment could be mitigated by surrendering himself, which naturally became the life-saving straw that these people were scrambling for.

……

The instructor stood in the dining area of ​​the cafeteria, looking at the scene of one person at a table scrambling to write, almost thinking that he had gone to the wrong place, and came to the written examination room of some major for the make-up examination.

Shi Ji was the first to finish writing. He only wrote a few lines briefly, then put down his pen and handed over the paper.

The instructor was not in the mood to read these for the time being, took the paper and put it aside, looked at Shi Ji: "How is your leg?"

Shi Ji lowered his head and looked at his left leg: "It doesn't matter, it's not injured."

The instructor looked at him for a while, didn't speak, and sighed lowly.

No one felt sorry for Shi Ji.

Even in an active military unit, a cruciate ligament tear of this magnitude would be enough to end an observer's chances of making it to the top unit.

They originally planned to recommend Shi Ji to the elite special forces team in advance.Just a few days ago, various military academies were suddenly notified that the Special Operations Team had returned to the person in charge ten years ago, and was preparing to select outstanding freshmen in the entire league.

That is the most outstanding leader in the history of the special operations team. He is also an observer and has countless feats and combat experience.

If Shi Ji can get this opportunity, he will definitely be able to cooperate with the best mecha operator to fully stimulate all the potential in him.

The instructor signaled Shi Ji to sit down, and asked casually, "You fought with them, and was it your operator who asked you to fight?"

Shi Ji shook his head.

The instructor was about to speak, but suddenly he was taken aback, and raised his head in surprise.

He really cherishes his talents, and he wants to be happy for Shi Ji, but he feels that this attitude is inappropriate, so he tried his best to suppress him: "You don't listen to his orders anymore?"

"I will protect him first." Shi Ji thought for a while, seeking truth from facts, "but I won't obey all his orders anymore."

Shi Ji explained: "In the previous group arena, he assigned my affiliation—"

"It's not important." The instructor waved his hand, his expression became excited, "I finally figured it out, do you want to change the operator?"

The instructor looked at him, as if he was looking at a piece of rough jade that was finally returned, and his eyes were bright: "We have selected a few for you with good grades. Your current strength is indeed limited, but the observer does not depend entirely on you. One leg. You can use practice to make up for the incompatibility in coordination, and your on-the-spot response and judgment are still top-notch..."

Shi Ji didn't speak, just lowered his eyes and smiled.

The instructor regained his composure.

He also realized that this was not appropriate, coughed lightly, and lowered his voice again: "...We just feel that it's a pity."

Shi Ji said warmly, "Thank you."

The instructor was in a good mood, waved his hand, and buried himself in a message with the dean of the wingman major.

They have been secretly observing Shi Ji.

Survival of the fittest, under the premise of ensuring basic rules and fairness, the military academy follows the law of the jungle, the survival of the fittest, and a high degree of student autonomy. This model is used to deliver the best vitality to the military.

If Shi Ji had been obeying Sheng Yi's orders, these teachers and instructors would not take the initiative to interfere.

This is Shi Ji's choice.

But now Shi Ji himself has decided to be himself, get rid of Sheng Yi's shackles, and explore new fields.

Even though Shi Ji has broken a leg now, even if it is impossible for Shi Ji to return to his peak state, they are all willing to find opportunities as much as possible to give this former number one observer a wider and wider stage.

……

The good mood of the instructor, several other teachers and the principals ended after half an hour.

Others also finished writing their confessions.

"Go back to the original academy."

The instructor had seen so many such nasty things, he didn't even need to read those transcripts to guess what these people were planning.

It took so much effort to get this kind of forbidden drug to deal with Shi Ji, it was nothing more than those few possibilities.

Either ruin Shi Ji's talent, or ruin Shi Ji's future.

Either destroy Shi Ji.

Either way is bad enough to be severely punished.

The instructor was not interested in these people at all, so he gathered up the confession and handed it over: "At such a young age, you are so cruel and merciless, your mouth is crooked..."

When the dean of the wingman major heard the news, he hurried over, frowned, and took the letter of repentance.

He only read half a page before raising his head in astonishment, his eyes fixed on these people.

The dean asked: "How many of you did it?"

"Also, there's Sheng Yi." One of them was scared out of his wits, and started talking nonsense, "He let us go, he said that we should do whatever we want, and told us that Shi Ji didn't dare to resist... ..."

The dean interrupted him: "I will pursue his responsibility. I am asking, how many of you did this?"

The instructors of the military academy all came down from the battlefield, with a murderous look on their bodies, that person dared not speak anymore, and shrank back in horror.

……

The instructor was talking to other teachers, and when he realized something was wrong, he turned back: "What's going on?"

Shi Ji's dean stood in front of those people.

He is over half a century old, his hair is graying, and the marks left by the battlefield on him have been mostly covered up by his long career as a teacher.

But now he stood without saying a word, and he looked like the head of the irascible army who led people to carry the entire bug swarm back then.

The instructor grabbed the few pages of paper, glanced quickly, and widened his eyes.

He looked at Gan Lifei and the others in disbelief, but the next moment, he made a hasty move and stopped Shiji's dean: "Old Nie! Calm down, you first calm down—"

"Calm down?!" Dean's voice was hoarse from the rage, "What did they destroy, do they know?! This is the best observer in the league, and he participated in the battle a few years ago! If it wasn't for Sheng Tian Cheng is missing, he doesn't need to come to the Military Academy at all, his talent can allow thousands of people to survive the insect swarm!"

The dean knew Shi Ji's true identity, and because of Shi Ji's stubbornness, he regretted it, and was angry but helpless.In the end, it was simply out of sight and out of mind, and Shi Ji worked hard casually with an oil bottle to toss around.

The dean always thought that Shi Ji's leg was broken because he was taken away by the star thief.

"Take them to a court-martial, to a court-martial."

The instructor tried his best to stop him: "Punishment for both crimes, I will try them well, and that little bastard named Sheng..."

"We can only sue them. Sheng Yi is not directly at fault in this matter."

The tactical teacher next to him finished reading the papers: "Sheng Yi's fault was deleting the surveillance video in violation of regulations, but this is also being deceived. He just didn't allow Shi Ji to resist. The jury won't understand why Shi Ji really didn't resist. .”

"He was deceived?! Sheng Yi knew it in his heart!" The dean angrily said, "Because——"

His voice stopped suddenly, he gritted his teeth, glanced at Shi Ji next to him, and swallowed the rest of the words.

...Because Shi Ji was born to only obey orders.

Because Shi Ji is an experimental subject, the result of an illegal experiment, he should be taken back and locked up for research.

Once these things are spread and known to the outside world, no one knows what kind of twists and turns will happen to Shi Ji's fate.

The dean swallowed these words forcefully, his chest heaved several times, suppressed his furious anger, and walked in front of Shi Ji.

Shi Ji still stood quietly as usual.

The dean said in a deep voice, "Take off your coat!"

Everyone else was a little dazed, the instructor stepped forward, trying to persuade the principal not to punish the students corporal punishment, but Shi Ji had already raised his hand and unbuttoned his coat.

Inside the dark coat, Shi Ji's shirt had already stained a few spots of blood.

He himself didn't seem to understand when these wounds burst. He looked down, a little dazed, and reached out to touch them.

The dean grabbed his hand.

Shi Ji raised his head, his expression was still very gentle, and there was a little doubt in his clear eyes.

But if you look carefully, you can find that his injured chest ribs are trembling slightly, and the brows that are pale due to blood loss have revealed unconscious fatigue.

The principal closed his eyes tightly.

He knew everything about Shi Ji and knew that Shi Ji had no negative emotions.Anger, reprimand and comfort, to Shi Ji, cannot be perceived and understood.

He looked at Shi Ji, and tried his best to calm down: "Who did Sheng Yi hand over your ownership to?"

Shi Ji thought for a while: "Zhan—"

"Zhan Chen, isn't it?" said the dean, "For the mecha special training held by the special forces, the logistics major has an assistant quota, which is originally for mecha repair."

Dean: "Go and tell him, if their logistics major can get the No. 1 of this special training, and crush the group of machine armor bastards to death, I will help him find the person he is looking for."

The dean of the mecha major at the side was stunned: "Can't you specifically crush Sheng Yi? It's none of our business—"

The dean met Shi Ji's gaze: "Do you understand?"

Shi Ji hesitated for a while, then nodded slightly.

Dean: "Go back to the dormitory now and take care of the wound yourself."

The dormitory of the Military Academy is always equipped with a medical kit, and the first lesson for the trainees is to learn how to deal with their own injuries.

Shi Ji answered yes, covered the open wound between his ribs with one hand, and bowed to him.

The dean's expression was still cold, he stopped talking to Shi Ji, turned around without saying a word, and returned to the ashen-faced Gan Lifei and the others.

Those records are still piled on the table.

The dean picked up the few pieces of paper, tidied them up slowly, and knocked on the table: "Thank you for saving the school time."

"In order to find Shi Ji, we checked the surveillance, and the videos of those days were all destroyed."

The dean looked at these people with a cold tone: "There is no solid evidence, if you didn't confess so readily, we really don't know what to do with you..."

Gan Lifei suddenly widened his eyes in astonishment.

His eyes were full of disbelief, his face was pale at first, and then flushed uncontrollably.

"No, isn't there A-level monitoring?"

Gan Lifei shook his head in a panic. He looked at Shi Ji who was at the side, and then looked back at the dean: "Isn't it under the supervision of the Ministry of Security? A-level surveillance, which cannot be deleted, can be called as long as you apply..."

"That's a rule that only exists in classified areas."

The dean didn't know why he suddenly went crazy, and frowned: "A civil surveillance, what kind of A-level and B-level?"

Gan Lifei seemed to have been slapped hard on the head by someone, he shook his head, and his eyes darkened severely.

... He was played by Shi Ji.

Shi Ji had preconceived ideas and made them believe that there was such an unfounded surveillance video, and then set up a scheme step by step to bring them in bit by bit.

They scrambled to be the first to admit all their crimes, and they were even afraid that they would not explain enough.

They were court-martialed by themselves.

Gan Lifei's eyes were filled with blood, he roared, and rushed towards Shi Ji recklessly, but before he could even touch the figure, he was ruthlessly twisted and fell to the ground.

The person who suppressed him didn't have Shi Ji's good temper, and before he could struggle, he had already removed his arms neatly.

The sharp stabbing pain swallowed all his will in an instant.

Gan Lifei opened his eyes, struggled, and muttered vaguely: "It's Sheng Yi, and Sheng Yi..."

The dean said in a cold voice: "One of them is indispensable."

Gan Lifei was startled and frightened, and soon passed out from the excruciating pain.

The dean stood up, straightened his clothes, and walked out of the cafeteria without looking back.

Shi Ji was sent back to the dormitory.

On the way, the system finally couldn't bear it, and asked Yu Tang in a low voice in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Host, host, is there really no A-level and B-level monitoring?"

"You may have."

Yu Tang was recording Shi Ji's pain grade, and answered it distractedly: "Our Section Chief Xiao Pu is studying photography in the security department, and let him write an A on the monitor."

system:"?"

"It is difficult for this world to restore the deleted monitoring, but it is very simple for us to operate."

Yu Tang: "If Gan Lifei hadn't been fooled today, there would be an enthusiastic student who brought the surveillance video we restored and fell in front of his car."

system:"……"

Yu Tang just recorded a whole page, pulled the computer, and compiled a new program line by line.

Shi Ji had just regained his perception of pain, and the remaining instincts in his body hadn't learned to judge the condition of his wound based on the pain.

Yu Tang stood there for so long, but unexpectedly he didn't receive the feedback from Shi Ji's body that the wound was ruptured.

There were people around him, so Yu Tang didn't rush the system to adjust his body, so he found a piece of pain-relief bubble gum, peeled off the wrapper and put it in his mouth.

The system wanted to speak, but hesitated, and landed on Yu Tang's shoulder with a flashing red light.

Yu Tang focused on typing on the keyboard: "What do you want to ask?"

The system asked: "Why didn't the host directly generate an enthusiastic student?"

The avatar made by Yu Tang is still stored in the warehouse, and can be used after simple modification at any time.

In the last book, Yu Tang was very impatient with pushing this kind of plot, and always used the method of touching porcelain to directly force the evidence into Pu Ying's hands.

This is simple and neat, and it doesn't need to spend so much thought on the layout, and it doesn't need to stand in the cafeteria with injuries for so long.

Yu Tang thought it was going to ask something, but when he heard this, he rubbed his neck and yawned: "How can this be the same."

The system is puzzled: "Why is it different?"

Yu Tang said: "Shi Ji has forgotten everything, but he still remembers to obey orders and perform tasks."

The system froze.

Yu Tang finally hit enter, and the repaired data streamed into shining light spots, which silently melted into Shi Ji's body from the sea of ​​consciousness.

What he wants to return to Zhuang Yu is the 19-year-old S7 who was led by his parents and handed over to him, the most talented and outstanding little observer.

What he wants to help Shi Ji restore is not just a comprehensive understanding of pain.

"He is different from Luo Ran. He has been in the electronic storm for too long and has forgotten too many things. He needs the most reasonable guidance."

Yu Tang said: "This kind of guidance, I don't want to go beyond the world view of the world itself."

The system's little red light paused.

It suddenly realized that Yu Tang had just dealt with those people and set up a whole situation, indeed he had not used any means beyond the setting of this world.

In other words - even if the original Shi Ji is here, as long as he can think of these things, he can do this.

"Look at Pu Ying, she also hired a tutor to teach anti-fraud knowledge."

Yu Tang yawned again, he closed the computer, and directed his consciousness back into Shi Ji's body: "The electronic storm... shouldn't be a disaster."

"Someone turned it into a disaster."

Yu Tang said: "I will find a way to give them back as much as possible of what the electronic storm has deprived them of."

The system looked at Yu Tang.

It rarely sees such a serious look on the host's face. In the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, the light curtain is overflowing silently, reflecting Yu Tang's virtual figure composed of data.

……

Yu Tang opened his eyes as Shi Ji.

He was sent back to the dormitory, the instructor who sent him back left, and he stood at the door of the double apartment.

Zhan Chen had probably already returned, there was a faint sound in the room, and the light could be seen leaking from the crack in the door.

Warm, slightly dizzy lighting.

Yu Tang pushed open the door, and warm-toned light poured out from the door. His eyes turned white for a moment, and he snorted: "... um."

The system was taken aback: "Host?"

"It's okay." Yu Tang slowed down, "I'm a little dizzy."

It may be that Shi Ji's body is still a little weak.

Yu Tang stabilized his figure and looked up.

The light was on in the living room, but no one was there. The books had been put back on the shelf, the movie was over, and the biscuits and milk on the table had disappeared.

Yu Tang: "..."

system:"……"

The system felt that its host was a bit disappointed: "Host, let's go back to the room—"

"It's a bit difficult." Yu Tang said, "I'm careless."

system:"?"

Yu Tang: "I forgot to warn Shi Ji's body of hypoglycemia."

What is eaten in the sea of ​​consciousness cannot be fed back to the body.

...and Shi Ji didn't eat anything today except for a small cake and a cup of Coke.

He even had a thrilling fight with people in the cafeteria.

With a small snowflake on the screen, the system hurriedly flew to the mall to exchange for glucose.

Yu Tang restrained his mind, made his sight clearer, and ensured that his figure was stable enough to walk through the living room.

When they reached the kitchen door, someone suddenly opened the door.

……

The rich, freshly baked biscuit aroma, mixed with the sweet aroma of hot milk, wrapped him firmly without buffering.

Yu Tang couldn't even see the figure coming out clearly: "The system."

The system hugged the glucose, and the camera went black: "...the host."

Yu Tang decided to force OOC once, to overlap the images of senior Zhan and Zhan Chen temporarily generated in the sea of ​​consciousness, and before the other party could react, he went to clean up the kitchen and left.

He used an accelerator card for himself, and was about to rush into the kitchen. On the control panel, Shi Ji's blood sugar level just fell below the small red line for warning.

Yu Tang fell down quickly: "..."

The system was in a hurry to exchange the crash pad, but before it could pull it out and lay it up, the little red light flashed, and it froze on the edge of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Yu Tang didn't fall to the ground.

Someone hugged him.

The person who came out of the kitchen, with the smell of clean wheat and milk, caught Yu Tang's body firmly before he accelerated and hit the ground hard.