Cannon Fodder's Humanoid Plug-in

flower of evil in the shadows

The whole world seemed to have stopped, and Xing Zhouyang even felt that his breathing was hindered.

He was only wearing a thin short down jacket, not even a sweater, but at the moment his back was covered with cold sweat.

Those steady hands that have always been boasted and envied by colleagues and teammates also trembled.

The wrist that was clamped in the palm was much thinner than the average peers - he clearly knew that Yan Chen didn't like to move, and his physique was not as good as Yan Yao's.

The blade had been embedded in the flesh, and the blood was like a thread, hanging down along the gap of the wound, part of it wet the back of Xing Zhouyang's hand, part of it fell on the ground, and soon gathered a small puddle.

Xing Zhouyang's lips trembled, his throat was dry and hoarse, but when he raised his eyes, he met Yan Chen's exceptionally calm eyes.

His eyes, which are very similar to Yan Yao's, are like a pool of dark stagnant water.

There is no pain and no hatred.

This is worse than the non-stop bleeding on his wrist, and it makes Xing Zhouyang feel terrified and chills in his heart.

The three words "I'm sorry" rolled on the tip of my tongue, and finally turned into a command with a heavy tone: "Don't move around."

Xing Zhouyang wanted Yan Chen to hold the knife by himself, but no, he went to find a bandage and tied his wrist first to stop the bleeding.

But his sensitive intuition remembered for him what was wrong at that moment just now.

That sudden change of angle...

Now is not the time to worry about this... Xing Zhouyang clamped Yan Chen's uninjured left arm, and pushed him to the TV in the living room.

Yan Chen lowered his head and said nothing, as if he had given up struggling.

There is a self-prepared medical kit in the TV cabinet. Xing Zhouyang quickly found out the bandage, wrapped it tightly around the wound on Yan Chen's wrist a few times, and tied it with a knot.

The gurgling blood line gradually became much thinner.

Xing Zhouyang breathed a sigh of relief.

But Yan Chen was not completely out of danger—the fruit knife was still deeply embedded in his flesh, and they had to go to the hospital.

With the car keys on him, Xing Zhouyang took Yan Chen out without even thinking about it.

After going down two flights of stairs, he realized that this guy was silent the whole time, so cooperative——

Just walking like this for a moment, the figure beside him swayed slightly, and almost fell face down and fell down the stairs.

Xing Zhouyang's heartbeat almost stopped, and he hurriedly supported Yan Chen, preventing him from falling headfirst.

In less than 3 minutes, Yan Chen's entire face was like a green and white paper that had been erased with life, his eyes were slightly closed, and he looked extremely sleepy.

By the way, Yan Yao said that he is a little anemic.

Xing Zhouyang's face was serious, and he woke Yan Chen up: "Hold the knife, I'll carry you."

Yan Chen reluctantly opened his eyes, subconsciously followed what he said, and grabbed the handle of the knife.

When Xing Zhouyang picked him up, he half-closed his eyes in a daze, remembering what Yan Yao had said when he was young——

"Chenchen, if you feel uncomfortable, you must tell your sister directly."

When she was young, Yan Chen didn't know how to disguise herself, and she couldn't tell whether the emotions and pains she felt were normal or abnormal, so she always kept her mouth shut. Yan Yao found out.

After a few times, Yan Yao kept emphasizing this sentence in her younger brother's ear.

If you feel uncomfortable, be sure to say it directly...

Yan Chen closed his eyes, his face was pressed against the button of Xing Zhouyang's coat shoulder, feeling all kinds of discomfort in his body, he mistakenly thought that a familiar hand reached out and poked his face, asking him what's wrong?

The eyelashes of the young man lying on Xing Zhouyang's back trembled slightly, as if he wanted to open his eyes to see someone, but in the end, he powerlessly chose to give up, as if he had fallen asleep. After a long silence, he subconsciously confided something, with a weak voice:

"I am dizzy……"

"it hurts."

"I seem to be sick again..."

"Sister." An inaudible, intermittent voice reached Xing Zhouyang's ears.

Xing Zhouyang kept stepping, but the world in front of him suddenly seemed to be covered with a layer of mist and became blurred.

After leaving the unit building, a strong cold wind blows head-on, as if it can freeze people's nose and tears together.

Xing Zhouyang gritted his teeth, blinked his eyes twice, and flew towards the direction where his car was parked without slowing down at all.

In fact, when this kind of accident happens, the best thing to do is to simply stop the bleeding, call 120 and wait for an ambulance.

——In the case of injury and blood loss, the patient should not be in a state of strenuous exercise or jolting, otherwise the injury may aggravate.

In other words, Xing Zhouyang has a good physique.

Even when carrying Yan Chen down the stairs, he was as stable as a rock, the height of his upper body hardly fluctuated, and his movements were all on his two legs, which did not cause Yan Chen much bumps.

A few minutes later, Xing Zhouyang supported Yan Chen and let him lie sideways on the co-pilot.

Fasten your seat belt, and before it warms up, the car quickly drives out of the community.

at the same time.

In Xing Zhouyang's locked and empty home, in his bedroom, the screens of the two computers flickered in the dark. While exchanging data, they continuously output new content according to the script program and automatically sent it to another computer far away. A city in a province.

In the car, Xing Zhouyang sullenly glanced at Yan Chen from time to time to confirm his situation.

His home is too far away from the hospital, and Yan Chen himself is anemic... There are less antipyretics in the medicine bag, so he may have had a fever...

Anxious, worried and blaming herself all the way, when she arrived at the hospital, Yan Chen was completely unconscious.

Fortunately, the person arrived in time, and the bandage Xing Zhouyang tied him also played a very good role in stopping bleeding.

Looking at the young man who just came out of the emergency room, lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, his face was as pale as paper.

Xing Zhouyang reached into his pocket, touched the mobile phone inside, but took it out hesitantly.

Before that, he had done this action repeatedly, and he did not know how many times.

Finally, Xing Zhouyang sighed heavily and sat down beside the hospital bed, bent down, put his hands on his head, looked vertically at the ground, and thought:

He sent Yan Chen to the hospital without any cover-up at all, the team should be able to find out soon...

Just let him get away with it.

Xing Zhouyang didn't expect that two hours would pass after he escaped like this.

Yan Chen still hasn't woken up.

Sun Yidan called him.

Xing Zhouyang knew that he had done it before. When he went to the corridor to answer the phone, he shouted angrily, "I'm sorry, Captain!"

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't blame him too much: "Is he awake?"

"not yet."

"Tell me about the specific situation."

"Yes!"

Xing Zhouyang reported in detail what happened after he returned home today, and apologized again.

After receiving Sun Yidan's "Yes", he asked anxiously: "Captain, have you read the documents I asked Xiao Gu to send out?"

——Sun Yidan was well aware of the fact that he collected evidence of Lu and Ma's family's crimes, and he also gave him a lot of pointers.

"I saw that you have done a good job this time." On the other side of the phone, Sun Yidan paused for a moment:

"I heard from Xiao Gu that you hired another person to handle this matter yourself? A friend you know?"

"What?" Xing Zhouyang was taken aback.

Sun Yidan was also taken aback by poaching people's thoughts: "You don't know?"

Xing Zhouyang was full of doubts, what should he know?

Under Sun Yidan's brief introduction, Xing Zhouyang finally understood: It turned out that the materials they prepared were not sent by Xiao Gu.

It's not Xiao Gu, who is that?

Xing Zhouyang hesitated for a moment, thinking of the unconscious young man in the ward.

During the phone call, Sun Yidan had the same guess: "Your brother-in-law, are you a hacker?"

"I don't know, Captain."

"Well, it's okay. I'm still more inclined to think that there is a network security technical talent behind him, after all, the profession is not the right one." Sun Yidan laughed twice.

The major studied at Yanchen University is called "Mechanical Design, Manufacture and Automation"...it's pretty much the same as "Homemade Guns".

Sun Yidan finally asked: "You wait for him to wake up, contact me and send someone over there."

Xing Zhouyang: "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Xing Zhouyang returned to the ward, looked at the young man who was still sleeping, and heaved a long sigh.

From now on, responsibilities have overwhelmed others, and he cannot show any favoritism towards Yan Chen...

How can this be?

Looking across the young man's cheeks, Xing Zhouyang smiled wryly at the facial features that were very similar to the girl in his memory.

He took a deep breath, took out his phone, and checked again the trending search that he saw when he was waiting for Yan Chen to come out of the emergency room.

Those evidences firmly occupy a certain position in the front row of hot searches... Just like the one at the top.

It doesn't really matter whether Yan Chen did it or not.

What is important is that the many evil deeds of Lu and Ma have already aroused the public outrage of netizens.

Many blue V numbers have forwarded it one after another, coupled with the high enthusiasm and voices piled up by the public, the Disciplinary Inspection Commission has also paid attention to this matter, and the whole city must be about to usher in a new wave of vigorous efforts to eradicate evil...

Everything is exactly as Xing Zhouyang originally imagined.

It's just that it came too late.

Xing Zhouyang leaned on the chair slumped, looking at the young man sleeping peacefully on the hospital bed, wondering how he would face him when he woke up.

The eyes of netizens are all attracted by the newly revealed evidence of crimes committed by Lu and Ma.

Few people care about the trending search at the top.

Except Chen Tao, one of the parties who was declared "dead" in province d.

When he saw this top trending search, his first reaction was that it was funny.

What kind of beating incident? The three murderers have all died. Isn't he still alive?

Although a little embarrassed, but still chic.

Chen Tao sneered, and didn't take it seriously - as for the photo of Lu Hongtao's death before, of course he also saw it.

Are you scared?He was going to be scared to death.

But after thinking about it, the sky is high and the emperor is far away—the emperor can't control him, so what is he afraid of!

Since then, Chen Tao has relaxed his mind, he should eat and drink.

But soon, he suffered a series of blows.

First, the hotel found him out of nowhere and said that he had a problem with his ID card and could not continue the room.

Chen Tao had a big fight with the other party.

The two parties were very angry, and the hotel even said that he had faked his ID card, and if he didn't want to enter the oranges, he should leave immediately.

Chen Tao didn't think what the other party said was true, he just thought they found fault on purpose and left cursing - there is no place to stay here, but there is a place to stay.

As a result, he was never able to book the next hotel.

There seems to be a problem with his identity information. No matter what method he uses to handle the business, the page will only display 404 in the end.

Can't make a call.

Text messages go nowhere.

What made Chen Tao feel like a bolt from the blue the most was that he received a text message to transfer funds from his own bank card.

All the money obtained from Lu and Ma was transferred away!Go to his mother's Cary!

In this weird situation, Chen Tao didn't think that the mother's account information displayed in the message was true.

His wife is almost 60 years old, how could she do such a thing?

Chen Tao called the bank to complain.

But he soon found painfully that he couldn't even make a complaint call.

All electronic payment methods cannot be used, and Chen Tao does not have much cash on hand, and the money from the bank card has disappeared...

In the end, he chose to call the police.

However, when the phone was connected, Chen Tao was so excited that he wanted to rush to the police station and set off firecrackers to celebrate. He heard a familiar old voice from the other end of the phone:

"Hey, who are you?"

This is the voice of Chen Tao's mother. Her Mandarin has a strong local accent, which is not standard, and is accompanied by a hoarse cough.

Before Chen Tao left home and fled to province D, the old man had just undergone a chemotherapy operation and was still hospitalized.

Chen Tao was silent for a moment, not understanding why he called the police, but the call went to his mother's mobile phone.

But he cherishes this hard-won opportunity to communicate with other people too much - he has no money, his mobile phone cannot pay, and he has no friends. The Internet is just a concept to him.

Chen Tao felt that if there hadn't been this phone call, if two more days had passed like this, he might really "die" as said in the hot search on Sina.

Chen Tao tentatively asked: "Mom, you, are you okay? Look, your bank card..."

"Who are you? You, what's the matter? I don't know you?"

Listening to the old mother's familiar voice from the mobile phone, Chen Tao froze.

"Mom, don't be joking..." He thought that his mother might scold him and make him take care of his body outside, but he never thought that she would not recognize him.

How can this be?

His mother is using an old phone, and the sound quality of the old phone is so poor that she could hear him when he used someone else's cell phone to call her.

He is using his mobile phone number now!

Doesn't she even glance at the big font on the elderly phone and the big "son" note? ?

"Who's kidding you? Really... you call a liar? Yes, that's right, Taozi said that this kind of weird call is a liar, I hung up on him—"

"Beep-beep-"

The phone was hung up, and Chen Tao was still standing there in a daze.

His whole body seemed to have been sucked out of his soul, and his eyes were straight.

After a while, Chen Tao gritted his teeth and dialed 110 again.

The call was connected quickly.

Mother didn't seem to recognize him, he was the one who called just now.

"Hey, who are you?"

"Mom, I'm Chen Tao."

"What are you talking about? Who are you, you! You are a very bad boy, are you trying to lie to my old man..."

"Beep-beep-"

"Uh..." Chen Tao took a deep breath, rubbed his face that was blown by the wind as if it was about to freeze, and felt the grease in his hands.

Because he had no money, he didn't eat breakfast or lunch, and had nowhere to go, so he could only sit on the side of the road, clutching the last straw.

"Hey, who are you?"

"Hello, Auntie." Chen Tao said in a low voice, "I am Chen Tao's friend."

"Oh, oh... Our Taozi still has friends, young man, what do you want?"

"Auntie, your son is with me now. We are at the train station. The money was stolen. See if you can..."

"You young man..."

Chen Tao's heart skipped a beat, and as expected, the old man on the phone suddenly said angrily: "My son is dead! You came to lie to me, an old man, for money, how can you have a good conscience!"

"beep--"

"Uh..." Chen Tao dropped his hand weakly, covering half of his face, no, he is still alive and well!

Why can't Mom hear his voice?

Someone must be playing tricks...

But he is just an ordinary person, with some spare money, but not much... Now the money is gone.

Chen Tao sucked his nose.

No, he had to go back. When he stood in front of mom alive, would she still think her son was dead?

But the problem is, he has no money now, let alone buying a train ticket... he doesn't even have money to go to the train station.

How did he go back?

Chen Tao plucked his hair irritably, and tore off a few greasy strands.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated twice, and he received two text messages.

One is a money transfer text message, his mother... transferred him 200 yuan, just enough to buy a standing ticket to go home.

The old man also sent him another text message: "Young man, I don't know if you are really a friend of our Taozi. You can take this money for emergency, and don't lie to others in the future. Even if you lie, you can't find me. ah."

"My son is dead."

The weather in January in Province D is colder than that in Central China. Chen Tao felt angry when he read these two text messages.

Damn, he can't use a mobile phone to transfer money at all!

This text message obviously doesn't sound like her tone!

But for money, he still had to go back, even though he knew that there was a trap ahead.

"Grass!" Chen Tao gritted his teeth and cursed viciously.

People passing by turned their heads when they heard the sound, saw his face clearly, and walked away quickly as if seeing a plague god.

The author says:

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