My black fans are all reborn

The temperature in the speeding car remained stable at 24 degrees Celsius throughout the year. Ji Shiqing sat in the back row and looked out the window slightly.

There was a light snowfall outside, which melted quickly when it fell on the ground, and the speeding car passed by at high speed, leaving no traces.

Ji Shiqing leaned against the back of the chair behind him and closed his eyes, a small shadow was cast under his long and thick eyelashes. His breathing was soft and long, as if he was asleep.

The inspector sitting in the front row has been paying attention to Ji Shiqing through the monitor. This is the object they need to focus on. Before sending him home, he must not let him have the slightest surprise.

The snow is getting heavier, and the long street is covered with a thin layer of white. In the old alleys, there are poor people in ragged clothes sitting in front of the narrow corridors. They are tortured by genetic diseases day and night, but they have already There is not enough money to buy potions that can relieve pain.

The inspector lowered his head and waved his fist in front of the monitor screen. Rather than playing with the air twice like this, he wanted to smash his fist on Ji Shiqing's head. Obviously, someone in the research institute has developed a medicine that is more effective in suppressing pain. But because of Ji Shiqing's intervention, the reagent has not been successfully launched until now.

The inspector looked at Ji Shiqing who seemed to be asleep on the screen, and wondered maliciously if he saw those poor people suffering from illness, would he still be as indifferent as he is now.

Many years ago, someone filmed a documentary about patients with genetic diseases. That documentary once set the highest value in the history of the empire's film weekly broadcast record. So far, no other film can surpass it. It won the most in one fell swoop during the annual inventory of that year. The shocking film, the best director, the best photography and other awards have been included in textbooks since then. As the dean of the Gene Research Institute, Ji Shiqing, it is impossible not to have seen that film, even if he really did not. If he had seen it, he hadn't seen those poor patients suffering from genetic diseases all these years, but he let those patients struggle in desperation for his own selfish desire.

The inspector looked at the monitor in front of him boredly. If Ji Shiqing hadn't stopped him, the position of dean of the Institute of Genetics should be taken over by the researcher who developed the new drug.

what a pity.

However, the dean Ji Shiqing should be dismissed soon, and when the new medicine is successfully released, those patients who are suffering from the disease will finally see hope.

Ji Shiqing is still living in the old house of the Ji family. It belongs to the Golden Rose District, one of the seven districts of the Imperial Capital. It is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the environment is beautiful. The air quality is the best among the seven districts of the Imperial Capital. The disadvantage is that it is far from their Overwatch Council. It's a little far away, and at the current speed, it will take at least two hours to drive.

But after leaving the central area of ​​the imperial capital, the flying car can take off in the second form and fly to the Golden Rose area, which will shorten the time taken by more than half. If all goes well, they will arrive there before dark.

The speeding car was still driving, snowflakes were falling one after another, and the buildings behind were covered in white snow, making the bustling imperial capital seem a bit bleak at this time.

The speeding car had completed its transformation into the second form, and the scene outside the window changed rapidly in their eyes. The vast snow melted into the thin mist, and Ji Shiqing slept peacefully.

The inspector driving the speeding car saw him sleeping peacefully on the monitor, so he made a sharp turn in the speeding car with bad intentions. His companion was unprepared, and his head hit the window with a bang, and Ji Shiqing, who was sitting behind, was also awakened. It's just that there was no unexpected expression on his face, he just glanced at them indifferently, and then closed his eyes again, as if nothing had happened.

The inspector suddenly felt ashamed of his naivety, he pursed his lips, took back all his messy thoughts, and concentrated on operating the bridge in front of him.

The silver-gray speeding car shuttled quickly among the clouds. An inspector turned on the radio in the car. The gentle female voice just rang in their ears. The red light inside was flashing, and several supervisors were sitting in front of the console, with ten fingers jumping rapidly on the keyboard. The sound of tapping the keyboard was mixed with the sound of rustling electricity. A pitch-black sphere was approaching them at a speed of 350 meters per second, and it was estimated that it would collide with their flying car in less than a minute.

The inspector immediately decided to change course, but the opponent seemed to have positioned himself well, no matter which direction they turned, the black sphere still shot straight at them.

"It sped up!" someone exclaimed.

As soon as the voice fell, the screen in front of me was flooded with snowflakes, and then completely extinguished.

"Alert! Alert! The flying car is being attacked by an unknown object."

"Alert! Alert! The flying car is being attacked by an unknown object."

"Alarm! Police—"

The sound stopped suddenly, and the car was plunged into darkness. The inspectors looked at each other in blank dismay. They were just ordinary inspectors in the Overwatch Institute. They usually only participated in a sports meeting held by the institute themselves. How could they have seen such a battle.

The next moment a huge explosion sounded in their ears, and the speeding car shook violently. The inspectors hurriedly took out their communicators to contact the Overwatch Council, but found that the signal had been cut off long ago, and the speeding car shook even more violently. The inspectors were turned upside down, and some people still insisted on sitting in front of the console and typing on the keyboard frantically, but to no avail. The speeding car they were riding was just an ordinary means of transportation. Murder in the imperial capital.

Most of the other party came here for Ji Shiqing, and the inspectors regretted not applying for a guard from above when they were in the Overwatch Council, so that now they are going to die here with Ji Shiqing.

"Open the escape pod and abandon the car." Just as the inspectors were about to record their last words, Ji Shiqing's voice came from behind. The voice was clear and cold, without the slightest emotion, as if for him, the current situation It is no different from being interrogated in the Overwatch Council.

An inspector looked back at him curiously. The inside of the car was pitch black, and he could only be seen occasionally when a red light came on. He sat there with his back straight and expressionless, without any fear or fear on his face. nervous look.

"How do I open the escape pod?" The inspector driving the flying car looked at Ji Shiqing with a face of shame. The instructor seemed to have mentioned something when they were taking the flying car driver's license test, but they didn't pay attention to it.

Ji Shiqing stood up from his seat, walked straight to the console, raised his hand and tapped it twice quickly, and then returned to the back cabin.

With the other inspectors in place, the speeding car broke into two halves, and the rear cabin they were in changed into a spherical landing device, leading them to fall from a height of hundreds of meters.

When they landed smoothly, the speeding car above their heads exploded violently under a burst of white light, and a huge gray mushroom cloud bloomed, while the wreckage of the speeding car fell like a meteor.

The smoke and dust dispersed, and everyone came out of the escape pod. Except for Ji Shiqing, the other inspectors were in a state of shock and panic.

They looked around cautiously. Here was a snow-covered pine forest. Passing through this pine forest, and going eastward for less than a hundred kilometers, was the Golden Rose area.

But now that the speeding car has been destroyed, the inspectors have to contact the Overwatch Council, but the communication device is still unusable.

A strange smell spread over with the wind, and the smell was not bad at all. It was like expired beer. An inspector asked himself, "What's this smell?"

Ji Shiqing said lightly: "It's the secretion of red-footed insects. Its scientific name is Maxiol. Excessive ingestion can lead to damage to the central nervous system of the brain. The specific manifestations are memory loss, cognitive decline, and behavioral disorders."

Hearing Ji Shiqing's words, several inspectors held their breath subconsciously, and within 2 minutes, their faces turned red from suffocation. Inhaling some Maxi alcohol would make them stupid, but lack of oxygen would kill them.

Ji Shiqing said: "The concentration here is not high. Go to the hospital later and ask the doctor to prescribe you a bottle of Bilarsu, twice in the morning and evening, [-]ml each time, and drink for a week."

He looked up into the distance, and said coldly, "Come out, Your Excellency."

Several inspectors looked in the direction Ji Shiqing was looking in doubt, and saw a man in a black windbreaker and a mask walking out from behind the pine trees. He held a laser gun in his hand. The gun was aimed at Ji Shiqing.

Ji Shiqing looked at the muzzle of the gun, but he didn't feel scared. The scene was familiar, but it reminded him of his childhood, when his parents were still alive, and his father always liked to play police and thief games with him. He caught Ji Shiqing When the time comes, he will point a water gun at him like he is doing now, and make him raise his hand and surrender.

When he was a child, Ji Shiqing used to play tricks. When his father was not paying attention, he picked up a water gun and bared his father. Mr. Ji would not be angry, and held him high, as if to throw him out , Ji Shiqing smiled while hugging his neck tightly.

These long memories came inexplicably, and Ji Shiqing, who escaped from the memories, asked people who came here: "Who are you?"

The person on the other side replied: "The person who wants to kill you."

Perhaps in order to prevent them from recording his voice, Mr. Killer used a voice changer to turn his voice into a cartoon sound, so it still sounds a little funny now.

Ji Shiqing was also familiar with this cartoon sound. It was the voice of the black and white pet cat next to the protagonist in one of his favorite cartoons when he was a child. He hadn't heard it for many years.

His father once made him a little robot with this voice, and then his parents had an accident, and that little robot disappeared into the galaxy along with them.

Who is this person in front of him?

Ji Shiqing didn't have time to think deeply, the gun was already aimed at his forehead, and the man pulled the trigger.