Cannon Fodder's Humanoid Plug-in

flower of evil in the shadows

"I'm sorry, brother-in-law."

Hearing the voice from the phone, Xing Zhouyang's heart skipped a beat.

Due to work reasons, he has more contact with all kinds of people and things where the evil in human nature is infinitely magnified.

But at the same time, Xing Zhouyang has also heard of and seen many people who committed suicide.

These people either suffered a major blow, or were emotionally hurt, or owed a huge sum of money and had nowhere to go, or were impulsive... In short, there are various reasons.

Life is precious, but there are always those who see it as a cheap commodity laced with pain.

Once you choose to give up your life and put it into practice, even if you regret it, it is often too late to save it.

The suspicion in Xing Zhouyang's heart dissipated.

He gripped his phone tightly, moved quickly, got up, changed his clothes and shoes, and took the keys.

At the same time, his tone was as usual, like any elder who would confide in a junior, he asked Yan Chen: "Why do you say that?"

"Beep-beep-" twice, the phone was hung up, but Yan Chen didn't reply.

Xing Zhouyang took a deep breath, stepped out of the door, and called Yan Chen.

"Sorry, the user you dialed is currently on a call..."

After blacking out Xing Zhouyang, Yan Chen put away his phone and looked up at the dark road ahead in the cold wind.

The traffic lights in the distance flickered faintly, there were very few passing vehicles, and the only pedestrian was Yan Chen.

As a high-end community advertised as "quiet amidst the hustle and bustle" and "Xanadu", it really seems to be in two worlds from the downtown area just one street away.

This also just facilitated his actions.

Soon, Yan Chen crossed the traffic lights and left the block.

The surrounding light brightened in an instant, and the field of vision became wider. Walking out of the green belt and around the corner, a bridge about 400 meters long appeared in front of Yan Chen.

If it is a summer night, there will be many people walking, walking their dogs and children by the bridge.

But on winter nights, there is only the wet and cold river wind blowing "Wuwu" to welcome Yan Chen's arrival.

Across this bridge, not far away is the subway entrance.

At night in the metropolis, there are no fewer pedestrians in the subway than during the day, but the tiredness on the body is stronger.

Yan Chen carried her bag with her usual expression and entered the underground passage.

He slowed down, took out his mobile phone, lowered his head, and looked at the staff in front of him from the corner of his eye.

It was approaching eleven o'clock, not only the passengers, but also the spirit of these staff members was a little depressed.

A man and a woman on both sides of the security check machine were in high spirits, while a man in a blue uniform stood in the corner, who was whispering anxiously on the phone.

They have obviously noticed the paralysis of the monitoring system.

And, this problem has not been solved yet.

Yan Chen withdrew his gaze, stopped suddenly, stood there looking at his phone, and then looked up at the various subway information signs on the wall.

After repeating this twice, he turned around with a frown and walked away quickly.

The security personnel glanced at him and knew: this is probably an unlucky guy who got into the wrong subway.

Leaving the subway station, Yan Chen continued to walk along the river, and turned on the real-time monitoring screen installed at home.

Xing Zhouyang hasn't arrived yet...

While watching the surveillance, Yan Chen randomly found a hotel on the side of the road and opened a room with his ID card.

There is no way to do this. There are almost no hotels or guesthouses that do not require a real name. If you insist on not showing your ID card, the hotel will probably treat him as a minor who ran away from home... Nowadays, children are very precocious in appearance, and Yan Chen is indeed young.

After taking a quick shower, Yan Chen took off his coat and lay down on the bed, taking a nap for half an hour.

Eleven forty.

Amidst the buzzing alarm clock of the mobile phone, Yan Chen got up neatly and checked the surveillance screen on the mobile phone.

He quickly dragged the progress bar to confirm Xing Zhouyang's arrival and departure time respectively:

At [-]:[-], Xing Zhouyang pushed open the door of his house.

Seven minutes later, Xing Zhouyang finally found that standing on the balcony was Yan Yao's coat rack.

At ten past eleven, Xing Zhouyang slammed the door out.

After counting the time, Yan Chen put away her mobile phone, dressed unhurriedly, put on her bag, and left the hotel.

In the quiet light, the front desk of the hotel was lying on a small bed, half asleep, and a corner of the quilt fell to the ground.

Yan Chen gently covered her with a quilt, and put the room card on the desk at the front desk.

10 minutes later, with the harsh sound of horns, two police cars stopped in front of the hotel.

The front desk lady was startled and sat up holding the quilt.

After cooperating with the questioning, she asked cautiously: "Officer Xing, can I ask, that guest... yes, what happened?"

The young police officer who was being questioned seemed to be in a bad mood, and he glanced at her sullenly.

The front desk lady shrank her neck, and just when she thought the other party would not answer, she heard him whisper: "He is a murderer."

"Ah!" The front desk lady covered her mouth in fear.

She, she actually received a murderer so close!Fortunately, fortunately, the other party left soon...

Before the lady at the front desk could say anything more, standing beside Xing Zhouyang, in his 40s, with two silver stripes and two four-pointed star flowers on his shoulders, the middle-aged police officer named Sun Yidan suddenly said: "Zhouyang! "

"I'm sorry, captain." Xing Zhouyang understood what he meant, and the captain was telling him not to talk too much.

"Let's not take this as an example, let's go."

"Yes, Captain." Xing Zhouyang replied, followed behind Sun Yidan, and the others followed behind him one by one.

The front desk lady watched the police officers leave neatly and breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the room card on the table, and seeing the resident sticking out from the side when she heard the movement, she sighed heavily again.

Still have to explain to these people... Tired...

So tired...so hungry, so cold...so sleepy...

The body kept sending out such signals, but Yan Chen ignored them all.

After leaving the hotel, he continued to walk in the direction away from the crime scene, and bought a sandwich and a cup of full sugar milk tea at a 24-hour convenience store on the side of the road.

Then, he walked back for a while, preparing to stop the car.

At midnight when the subway is out of service, there are not many taxis on the roadside. Although the asking price is a bit more expensive, you can pay after getting off the car.

Of course, even if the payment was made upon boarding the car, Yanchen could prevent the police from finding out about this transaction.

He quickly pulled over a car.

The taxi was parked on the side of the road, and the driver was leaning on the driver's seat, exhausted.

After waiting for a while, he found that the person blocking the car was standing still, so he turned his head in doubt: "Hey, are you going?"

Yan Chen had already opened the car door, but his eyes were attracted by the scene not far away.

He raised his hand and signaled the driver to look: "There are people fighting over there."

The driver said "Oh": "Are you going to watch the excitement?"

Yan Chen paused, turned his head to look at the driver, and found that the latter had thinning hair, numb eyes, and an impatient expression.

He didn't even bother to turn his head.

Yan Chen thought for a while, and described it a bit more clearly: "There are a few men who are beating up a woman...with a wine bottle."

"So?" The bald driver looked puzzled.

His rhetorical question seemed so natural, just like his numb eyes.

Yan Chen was silent for a moment, then closed the door: "It's fine, goodbye."

Immediately afterwards, he heard a voice of swearing coming from the closed car window: "&#, crazy!"

The car left quickly.

Yan Chen looked not far away again, across the street.

In front of a food stall, a woman was dragged by her hair and beaten to the ground as if it were an object.

Mixed with the man's deep scolding, laughter, her cry of pain, her cry for help seemed so weak and powerless.

She was trying to resist and fight back, but the opponent had a large number of people and was born with a strength advantage.

The glaring blood, like the dew on the flowers after the rain, flowed and fell to the ground from time to time.

There were a lot of people sitting at the entrance of the food stall. Roughly, there were two tables, including men and women.

Among them, some watched the farce hesitantly, some continued to bury their heads in hard work, and some pulled their companions in fear and walked away quickly.

Yan Chen couldn't see the face of the beaten woman clearly.

Of course, even if he could see clearly, he couldn't distinguish the other person's facial features.

He watched this scene quietly, his vision gradually becoming blurred.

The scene in front of him overlapped with the scene he saw repeatedly in the police station, in the surveillance video, and in countless nightmares.

"help me……"

"Help me..."

Someone stomped heavily on her head, Tian Jingyi raised her hand to protect her head in pain, and let out a cry for help that she couldn't even hear herself.

She had actually given up, and she knew very well that among these people around her, no one would lend a helping hand to her.

But she still had a glimmer of hope.

Perhaps, someone has already dialed 110, 120 for her. The police in developed cities are very fast, just wait, wait...

Tears, snot, and blood were mixed together, and Tian Jingyi felt that her consciousness was gradually becoming blurred.

Her life is passing.

Then, she heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground and heard a scream.

One less source of violence against her, one less... and finally all gone.

Is it... the police?But she didn't hear the sound of the whistle, nor did she hear the gunshot, maybe it was a silencer gun... maybe it was an electric baton... It doesn't matter, the point is, she was saved.

Tian Jingyi wanted to show a smile, but her vague consciousness and the pain all over her body made her unable to do so.

She could barely open her eyes, wanting to see the group of people who represented justice.

Then, she was stunned to see a familiar handsome face.

The young man was wearing a long, roomy down jacket and was carrying a black backpack. Tears flowed from those beautiful eyes.

He held a wooden barn in his hand.

Yan Chen put the wooden warehouse back into his pocket, squatted down, and helped Tian Jingyi up.

He looked down at her, like a child who bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry, sister."

"I'm late……"

"Woohh -Woohh-" The sound of the police car's whistle is getting closer.

Under the horrified gazes of one after another, under the witness of a group of onlookers who patted their chests and looked relieved.

One by one, he got out of the police car and pointed at the young man squatting next to the woman in the pool of blood, aiming at the head of this dangerous person——

"Don't move!"

The author says:

Refuse to violate crimes and be a law-abiding citizen;

Otherwise, you see, you have been arrested;

-感谢在2022-07-0123:48:54-2022-07-0223:35:31期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!