Camouflage Alpha

Xiang Shaoyang drove home.

Owning a private vehicle and being able to drive it is the exclusive right of the Bureau of Investigation, while other citizens who want to do so have to apply, undergo review, and drive under restricted conditions.

He lives in the mid-level area of ​​Miyada City.

Due to space constraints and in order to save space, the residential buildings in Miyada City are typical honeycomb buildings, each with a small room, so they are also called "beehives".

The middle area is an area with good lighting, the lower area is the area with the worst conditions and the cheapest, and the upper area is naturally enjoyed by the rich, with outdoor swimming pools and glass sun rooms.

This fully demonstrates that as long as you have money, you can indeed do whatever you want within the scope of the law.

Xiang Shaoyang simply stir-fried a dish and made himself a dish, a meal and a soup.

With the development of modern society, the ability to cook seems to have declined in the genes of some people, and many people will never be able to learn to cook in their lifetime.

And Xiang Shaoyang happened to be another group of people, and his cooking was particularly delicious.

While eating, he turned on the TV and watched the news for a while. Today's news is overwhelmingly related to the Hela virus. There are all kinds of popular science, reports from Area A, and the current situation in the city.

To sum it up, everything is under control, and the temporary new municipal government has been operating steadily, and will replace the former municipal colleagues who unfortunately died in the incident, providing a comprehensive guarantee for everyone's life safety.

After eating, Xiang Shaoyang put the dishes and chopsticks into the dishwasher. The middle area is equipped with a complete home AI intelligent system, which can help people wash dishes, clean up, and do laundry, etc.

He turned off the TV, went into the bathroom and took a brief shower.

The warm water fell from the shower head, poured on Xiang Shaoyang's skin, and slid across a hideous scar on his chest.

Xiang Shaoyang's fingertips stayed on the scar for a moment.

His muscles are very strong, even though he has been retired for three years, he is not like the other comrades who served with him back then, which turned into a puddle of fat moistened by wine and meat.

Xiang Shaoyang's life is very simple, abstinent, restrained and regular.

Except when you have to work overtime.

He has no need for feelings, and relatively, he is not very interested in physical needs. In the past 32 years of his life, he has been clean, and the only thing involved is that he has a little bit of affection for Shen Yaochuan.

But after three years of letting go of that impulse at the beginning, it has long been ground to ashes, and it is nothing to Xiang Shaoyang.

Thinking of Shen Yaochuan, there was no wave in his heart, and he was even a little angry.

It's been a long time since I've seen that kind of stupid researcher who acts as a human shield for others. If he dares to give up his back to mutants, is his life so worthless?

Before the shower was finished, a call came from the terminal.

It's a colleague at work, a friendly side in terms of position, and a call from the Security Bureau.

The Bureau of Investigation and the Bureau of Security overlap in some responsibilities, but generally they are two agencies that cooperate with each other. The Bureau of Security is mainly responsible for maintaining social order, and the Bureau of Investigation is responsible for handling criminal cases.

He answered the phone without thinking: "It's me, Xiang Shaoyang."

I didn't see the video call displayed on the screen at all.

So the conspicuous pectoral muscles just appeared in front of the video, causing the other party to whisper: "Fuck, Xiang Shaoyang, are you fucking doing something and not wearing any clothes?"

Looking down at Shaoyang, he didn't care much about his "disappearance": "I'm sorry, I'm just taking a shower."

"Come on," the other party said, and then the camera turned, and a person appeared on the screen, with light blond hair and a white shirt, sitting upright, with a deadpan expression, "Do you recognize this person?"

Of course Xiang Shaoyang knew him, he raised his eyebrows: "Shen Yaochuan, our new virus professional guide, why did you arrest him for committing a crime?"

"Okay, the identity is confirmed, what time do you two break up tonight?" The other party asked again.

"Splitting hands?" The word was obviously ambiguous, and Xiang Shaoyang emphasized it again before saying: "It's past eight o'clock, I didn't pay attention to it, but I just got home and had a meal. It's nine past five, it should be at 08:30 to about [-]:[-]."

The other party was very satisfied with the answer: "The time has been confirmed, okay, it's none of your business, go ahead and take a bath."

Xiang Shaoyang was obviously treated as a tool, and the video was mercilessly hung up.

***

Shen Yaochuan watched the police from the Security Bureau hang up the video, a rare wave appeared in his eyes, but he quickly calmed down under his strong self-control ability.

He closed his eyes for half a second, and drove Xiang Shaoyang's wheat-colored body out of his mind.

The visual stimulus is also a stimulus, and the abdominal cavity is faintly tight.

He was not "caught" in the true sense, but he was brought back for questioning as a suspect without discrimination due to the riot at the gate of the noodle shop just now.

When he was in the noodle shop just now, Shen Yaochuan avoided the flames at the door because he sat at the counter, so he also saw the parade crowd throwing Molotov cocktails at random from the window.

Those people were dressed in black robes, and their faces were horribly painted with black, white and red paint. They shouted some kind of inhuman language in a unified rhythm, mixed with high-pitched screams.

In the middle of the team, there was a human being who had obviously been radiated by mutants.

That mouth spat out the same white thing as Lily, and that thing even swayed freely from side to side.

In the research community, people call that thing the "Pale Skull", and the mainstream theory is that it is the embodiment of the human spirit after being irradiated.

Shen Yaochuan sat at the counter, ate the freshly served noodles, and calmly called the police.

I just didn't expect that the person who called the police was brought back by the police on the grounds that he was suspected of participating in the parade because he had a bottle of sedative drugs with hallucinogenic side effects in his bag.

It's kind of ironic.

Shen Yaochuan had to explain that the medicine was taken according to the doctor's advice, but the other party insisted on asking him to provide a contact person to verify his identity.

Shen Yaochuan didn't want the people in the research institute to know this, Song Zhicheng was also working in the research institute, no matter who he approached, this matter would reach Song Zhicheng's ears.

The other party didn't have any malicious intentions, but Shen Yaochuan couldn't stand the overzealous pursuit.

Facing the suspicious eyes of the policeman, Shen Yaochuan had a flash of inspiration and thought of Xiang Shaoyang.

Although this man is fierce, he is not bad.

So there was a call to Xiang Shaoyang.

"Okay, thank you for your cooperation," the policeman had already waved at Shen Yaochuan, "You can go, as compensation, we will send a car to take you home."

Shen Yaochuan nodded, and when he walked out of the detention room, he heard several policemen discussing:

"Is it Salvationism?"

"The Church of Salvation hasn't appeared for many years."

"Whatever it is, let's report it first, their behavior must be abnormal."

"I just got the news that other branches are also dispatched tonight."

"The timing is too coincidental, is it related to the Hela virus?"

He wrote down the word silently, walked out of the gate of the Police Department of the Security Bureau Sub-bureau, and got into the car.

The service quotient of the police is very high, the car is not a police car, although there is a small security bureau logo under the door, it is not conspicuous.

This avoids the embarrassment of "the neighbor saw me sitting in the police car".

Shen Yaochuan's house is in the upper area, but it is also very small, about the same size as the middle area, but the lighting and view are better.

assigned by the institute.

After returning home, he tested the pheromone first, and it was still within the safe value, and then took the medicine in units of "ba".

In fact, the glands were already in severe pain while eating, and he even had the urge to take a tranquilizer when he was sitting in the security bureau, but he held back because the police were watching him to avoid complications.

The effect of the morning medicine has worn off.

The Alpha pheromone produced by artificial hormone injection is not compatible with the original Omega pheromone. The two pheromones stimulate the glands to burn like pain.

The pain reached its peak after Shen Yaochuan returned home. After taking the medicine, he couldn't even hold the water glass, and let the glass fall to the floor and shatter.

And his eyes were black with pain, and he only had a little strength to breathe.

Because of the pain, Shen Yaochuan almost turned into a shrimp, and the pain in the gland was just the beginning.

He was all too familiar with this feeling.

The medicine does not ensure him to pass through the susceptible period safely every time. There will always be some times when the effect of the medicine passes ahead of time, or it delays going home or taking the medicine.

The pain oppressed his chest cavity, so that there was hardly a trace of air in his lungs, pressed his internal organs, pinched his stomach fiercely, and pressed on the rich and delicate nerves of his brain.

It hurts, it hurts too much.

Shen Yaochuan was only panting, he only relied on his tenacious control to prevent himself from screaming, chewed up the pain bit by bit, and swallowed it quietly.

Get through this difficult time quietly.

Just wait until the supplemented medicine takes effect, then it will be fine.

But it was so painful that he wished he could end his life immediately.

As long as the pain can stop, death is nothing to fear.

Shen Yaochuan subconsciously felt that he was holding something, a very thin knife, which was the tool he used to transfer pain in the past.

This is not a voluntary harm behavior out of consciousness, but a protective behavior produced by the human body in extreme pain.

If the pain cannot be transferred at this time, people may collapse.

Shen Yaochuan didn't feel anything when the tip of the knife cut through the thin skin.

His hand moved instinctively, once, twice.

In fact, it is very light, and the pain of the wound only needs to touch the superficial dermis.

This kind of wound will not bleed a lot, and it will solidify the next day, and it will heal well after two days of medication.

But today's pain seemed extremely tenacious, Shen Yaochuan even lost the concept of time, suddenly he felt that he had fallen into endless time, and the pain was almost eternal.

"...Yaochuan, Shen Yaochuan!"

The consciousness sinking in pain dimly caught something.

It was like a drowning person suddenly grabbed a life-saving straw and was fished out from the ocean of pain.

Shen Yaochuan panted heavily, and responded instinctively: "I'm here."

The pain is subsiding, but it hasn't gone away yet, the high fever climbed up again, Shen Yaochuan came alive from the cold and pain, his voice trembling terribly.

On the other side of the video, Xiang Shaoyang frowned.

The author has something to say:

The pale head was inspired by the Resident Evil game. I don’t know how many generations it is.