[Quick Wear] Full-level heartthrobs can't fall in love

Although the old director could not trace who the final sender of the email was, he found the last signature of the owner—Jin Yang.

The boy who took over Project W at the same time as Duan Hongze.

Following the clues left by Wen Xiaobai, the old director went deeper and soon found Jin Yang's body, as well as a large amount of information about the drug lord organization.

After Liu Ye's death, Luo Yunchen came to power extremely quickly.However, due to Wen Xiaobai's intervention, the old bureau chief's suppression and elimination plan was implemented very smoothly, Luo Yunchen had no counterattack at all, and the entire group was disintegrated little by little.

The situation that country Z has maintained for a century of checks and balances between the two forces was broken this year.

This huge drug cartel began to gradually disappear from people's sight.

After this incident, the old chief received the police's highest honor, but he rarely smiled again.The old friend's child never came back. He already knew what happened to Duan Hongze, but he still felt guilty after all.

decades later.

In the corridor of the Municipal Bureau Hospital, an old man was offering his waist, leaning on a cane in his hand, and walked in small steps. Every two steps he took, he would stop for a while to catch his breath. The director's face was covered with wrinkles. , with a vicissitudes on his face, he is already very old, and both his physical strength and memory are regressing.

The director knew in his heart that at his age, he might not have a few days to live.He walked back to the ward cautiously, and finally lay down on the bed with the help of the nurse.

With the sound of closing the door of the ward, he closed his eyes leisurely, fearing that he would never be able to open them again, but his mind was always thinking of his old friend's child.

The body was deteriorating day by day, and the director only felt that his head was getting heavier and heavier.

Suddenly I heard the sound of the door of the ward being opened. The person who came was not a nurse. He was wearing a casual plaid shirt and a black peaked cap on his head. Even though his eyes were too presbyopic to see clearly, the director still recognized who he was .

His expression became agitated, and he almost breathed a sigh of relief, "You, you haven't come to see me for so many years."

The old bureau chief showed a satisfied smile, he reached out to touch the person in front of him but was avoided.

He waved his hand indifferently, with a kind smile on his face, "Forget it. Young people always have their own ideas, as long as they live, as long as they live."

Seeing that Duan Hongze was still alive, the director's heavy head that had been hanging in his heart for more than 20 years finally fell, and his heavy eyelids could no longer be opened.

With the screeching sound of the machine, he left this world with a smile.

【Ding--

The next world is about to open, please be ready, Master Host. 】

This time, there was no systematic scoring sound, nor Coke's awkward and arrogant world outline commentary. Wen Xiaobai felt everything around him change in an instant.

It seems to be lying on the table, but I don't know if it's because I haven't gotten used to my new body yet, so I couldn't control my body to get up for a long time.

The hand holding the knife plunged into the rotten corpse. Before the officer could retract his hand, the remains of bone and flesh suddenly grabbed his calf.

Before the man could react, he was dragged to the ground, and his body was dragged over. He wailed in pain, but no one stepped forward to save him.With the screams, the guns of the others were aimed at them, and in the merciless shooting of one shot after another, the man and the moving corpse were all silent.

But the gunshots hadn't stopped yet, and the louder and louder voices rang in Wen Xiaobai's ears. The next second, he suddenly woke up, slammed his hands on the table and stood up abruptly. The tablemate who was fishing was frightened by him. jumped.

"Damn it, brother, what are you doing!"

Wen Xiaobai was sweating coldly. What he saw in the dream just now was really not very good. He gasped heavily, swallowed, and looked sideways at the man who was speaking.

The man had a green face, wearing a clean blue sweater and wearing a white earphone. The gunshot he heard just now came from his mobile game. He looked like an ordinary student.

Wen Xiaobai breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fortunately, everything I just dreamed about was fake.

When he was still supporting the table to buffer what happened, the deskmate was already quietly tugging on his sleeve.Wen Xiaobai subconsciously patted his hand away.

It was Wen Xiaobai who realized that he seemed a little too quiet. If the person in front of him was a student, then he looked up and looked around.

The place he was in was a lecture hall, and all the students were looking at him. The teacher on the podium broke the end of the chalk, and it seemed that he could rush up and tear Wen Xiaobai into pieces in the next second.

The deskmate hurriedly covered his mouth and said, "Brother, are you crazy? This is Miejue Shitai's class, you are so courageous."

Wen Xiaobai smiled, and turned back indifferently, "You are not timid, you dare to turn on your phone when you are playing in class."

He glanced at the drawer, and after confirming the original owner's schoolbag, he hastily put away the things on the table, and then walked out with the bag cross-body.

Before leaving, he patted his deskmate on the shoulder, "If your marksmanship is really in the zombie world, you will definitely be the first to fail."

Wen Xiaobai walked down the stairs unhurriedly and walked to the podium, bowed very politely to the teacher, "Teacher, I'm asking for leave."

The female teacher forced a smile, "What's the reason, classmate?"

Wen Xiaobai walked out without looking back, leaving everyone with a chic back, waved his hand, "Look for someone."

After playing handsome, Mou Bai followed his feeling and walked all the way, until he reached the dead corner of the stairs, he froze in place.

Looking at the four-character sign with no way to go, Wen Xiaobai frowned slightly displeased, as long as he was given a little memory of the original owner, he would not come to a dead end.

In this world so far, he has neither received the system's task notification, nor received the original owner's information and world process from the world consciousness. Currently, he knows nothing about this world.

He sat cross-legged and hugged his knees on the spot, opened the zipper of his schoolbag, randomly found a book from it, and turned to the first page, and two large and clean characters appeared in front of his eyes.

Warm white.

Wen Xiaobai raised his eyebrows, a little bit interesting, he couldn't see that the original owner's parents had a good taste in naming.

But Wen Xiaobai still doesn't know all of Wen Bai's memories.

He sat on the ground showing bitterness, pressed his temple with one hand and clicked his tongue in silence.

When he was still Duan Hongze, he witnessed Mo Chenyan's death with his own eyes, and he didn't know if it was because he was afraid of the new world, or if it was because he was worried about the new world.

Until he woke up from the dream, he was forcibly summoned to this world.

The true love system disappears, and the terminal brain no longer exists. In a different world with zero cognition, it is quite difficult to find Mo Chenyan who has lost his memory.

The world of zombies who are crazy about love