mayfly era

"Let's cooperate."

Fan Ge looked at Xu Datou without saying a word.

The development of the situation was ups and downs, but both Chen Li and Yan Qiang were mentally strong enough to show that they were even a little dull.

Even if the current conversation sounds huge and dangerous, the two are very calm.

At the beginning, the smoking gun still had some precautions written on its face, then it started to hook Chen Li's neck in a daze, and finally tried to wipe off the scorched marks on Chen Li's face.

"You are in a hurry, those two are still at a stalemate." Chen Li said in a low voice.

"It's stalemate, what can I do?" Smoker also responded in a low voice.

"You're right, there's no wiping here." Chen Li said turning his face to one side.

In the end, Xu Datou and the counter-revolutionary did not agree, and later the counter-revolutionaries seldom talked, and it was Xu Datou who chatted endlessly.

When Xu Datou sent them to the door, his huge head was covered with beads of sweat - it seemed that manipulating such a big head was really hard work.

After leaving the mansion in the fourth round, Fan Ge dragged the two of them to buy cold-proof clothes and food in a department store, but they kept their faces sullen and said nothing along the way.

After getting in the car, Chen Li asked, "Boss, if you don't agree to Xu Datou's cooperation, is it because you don't trust him, or do you have other considerations?"

Fan Ge looked back at Chen Li, "It's because he doesn't trust me."

"What do you mean?"

"That guy is a ghost, and he is very good at weighing the pros and cons with his big head. He wants to bring down Cong not only because Cong is a scourge, but also because his younger brother is one of the thirteen generals, and he will have a chance to compete for marshal next year. seat."

Chen Li frowned slightly.

Fan Ge went on to say, "If I agree to him, I have no bargaining chip with him."

"Underwind?"

"It's not like... In another month, he should kneel down and beg me."

"What's next?"

"Continue your previous work, the Water Lily Garden is burning well, I really want to thank this hero in person." Fan Ge said.

"Thank you for you." Smoker smiled.

Chen Li asked, "Is that the old man really?"

"It's probably him."

"When you arrive, get out of the car, pick up your things, and give me a five-star review later." Fan Ge said.

After the two were kicked out of the car, Fan Ge went on the road at the speed of the red line of the traffic law.

"He's so busy," sighed Smoker.

Chen Li stuffed the half-bitten cheese stick into his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it, "Let's go, I'm hungry."

"You just ate a basket."

Chen Li glared at the pipe, "Do you have an opinion?"

"Yes, I think there should be another basket, and you have to make up for it."

"Old Yan, do you find it complicated? This world." Chen Li asked.

"Complex and ever-changing."

"I guess the person who still fired at you in the locked area is actually Xu Datou."

Smoker asked in confusion, "What is he trying to figure out?"

"An excuse to be able to see the counter-revolutionary and let the counter-revolutionary go in desperation."

Smoker thought for a moment, then nodded.

"Old Yan." Chen Li put his arm around the neck of the pipe, moved close to the ear of the pipe, and spoke in a voice that could only be heard by two people.

Every word of his words is revealing secrets, and every word is full of gunpowder.

While Chen Li was talking, he was amazed at the speed of his brain's calculations. In the past, no matter how focused he was, it would be difficult for him to think through so many things so quickly.

They stood in the noise shielding field composed of wind, city noise, and each other's breathing. Such a place was actually safer than home or the car.

"The old man has eaten enough in the war, but someone in the fourth round has not eaten enough, so he draws his gun and points at him, and the big head is following the trend, following the trend of all parties, so that everyone can't see his real body clearly - and everyone Everyone thinks they've figured him out."

"This time the bombardment made him guess right about the counter-revolutionary revolution, and he also guessed right about me. It seems that people with big heads are smarter." Chen Li said.

"...is this your final deduction?" Smoker didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"No," Chen Li denied, "I went on to say that the old man must take the counter revolution under his command because the counter revolution can give him unprecedented military achievements and make him the most perfect marshal."

"Their interests are all related to the war, so I guess, soon we will be on the battlefield again... This is my final deduction."

The pipe has ptsd, and the stress response made him tremble involuntarily when he heard the three words, and his auricles rubbed against Chen Yue's lips.

Chen Li bit his ear, his voice was still very soft, "Don't worry."

"If the boss can't stop him, I'll make him disappear."

"Chen Li!" The smoking gun grabbed Chen Li's shoulders violently, held all of Chen Li's movements in place, and shouted sharply, "No!"

Chen Li calmly stared at the smoking gun's strange eyes, he knew that those eyes were full of fear.

He also knew that Lao Yan was rarely afraid.

After a while, he patted the hand that was holding his shoulder, and continued to say slowly in a very low voice, "I know the danger very well, but when the time comes, you can't stop me."

"Chen Li..." Yan Qiang half sighed and half complained when he called his name.

"You can't hear good news from my words?" Chen Li said helplessly, "Our boss killed the old man, and another group of people started to look at the old man. He won't live long."

"I'm only worried about you." Smoker said in a deep voice.

"Now the harp is set up, and only a plectrum is needed."

Smoker shook his head, "I'm only worried about you."

Chen Li patted the smoking gun's chest, "You might as well worry that I'm addicted to eating cheese sticks and quickly gain weight to two hundred catties."

"...Is it that delicious? I eat it like chewing wax."

Chen Li opened the door of the house, and as soon as he stepped in, he couldn't help shrinking his neck, "It's really cold."

It was colder inside than outside, like bumping into an ice brick.

"Why did you turn off the thermostat." Smoker put down the thing in his hand and touched the main control on the wall.

"It's not off, it should be a temporary power cut... Boss's calculations are accurate enough, why don't you retire early and become a Feng Shui master."

Chen Li found the sofa in the dark, and nestled in it. The plastic material was frozen hard, and he moved his waist uncomfortably.

"Okay, tomorrow the public channel is going to fry the pot again." The smoking gun also nestled in, peeled a cheese stick and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed for a while and cursed, "Isn't this fucking wax?"

Chen Li leaned on the sofa and played with his mobile phone, "It's already fried."

"What are you looking at?"

"Your favorite weekly novel."

"...I don't like it, I only read it when I'm bored."

Chen Li turned to the paid area, and a novel title made his fingers stop.

"Lao Yan lent me your account number." Chen Li said quickly.

"Ah?" The smoking gun leaned over, with a surprised expression on his face, "This, is it about Miss Wen?"

——The name of the novel is "The Mystery of the Death of a Female Scientist".

Chen Li paid for the novel with the account of the smoking gun, and then started to read it.

This kind of writing, brushwork, wording, etc., made Chen Li feel very familiar.

But the identity of the female scientist in this article is not a plant food scientist, but an epidemiologist.

At that time, "Dream City" was swept by a strange epidemic disease. People had to take drugs produced by the largest local pharmaceutical company to suppress the virus in their bodies, so that they could live like normal people. They are unable to walk and cannot work.

People just take medicine and live peacefully day after day.

Suddenly one day, a female scientist stood up and announced to the world that this disease is not incurable, and even easy to cure, and hoped that the pharmaceutical company would cooperate with her in the production of medicines for the treatment of the disease.

This female scientist lives in a high fort in the suburbs, and never leaves the fort, only communicating with people through the public network.No one had ever seen her, so after a short euphoria, people believed the pharmaceutical company's word that the female scientist was a phony liar.

At the same time, a person who claimed to be the ex-husband of a female scientist claimed that the female scientist had embezzled countless research results of her own, so she hid in the high fortress and dared not come out.

"If you can't get the medicine, how can you prove that what you said is true?" A person asked the female scientist.

"Because I don't have a factory, I only have a small laboratory." The female scientist replied.

"Then no matter how much we trust you, you can't show enough to prove yourself."

After a while, the female scientist replied firmly to the man, "I will take it out."

Since then the female scientist has disappeared.

In the following five years, more and more people became ill, the suppressive drugs were continuously upgraded, the latest drugs on the black market were sold at sky-high prices, more and more people were unable to work, and many people died on the streets.

The cholera in the "Dream City" made some people start to find out what the female scientist had said, cursing her for giving hope and disappearing without a trace, and some people even tried to attack her fortress.

At this time, the female scientist appeared again - but she died.

She fell from the high fort, and fell so crisply that she didn't even have a last word.Since then, the high fortress has been locked and locked, and no one can enter.

Who killed the female scientist?Is it a pharmaceutical company?Or her ex-husband?Or the zealot townsfolk... or herself?

The strange thing is that after the death of the female scientist, the pharmaceutical company announced to the outside world that they had grasped the opportunity to develop a cure for the disease, and the cure for the disease will come out in the near future.

The serialization of the novel here has been suspended for a week due to poor popularity. Chen Li looked at the comment area, and rarely mentioned anything related to reality.

"It should be written by that writer." Chen Li said.

"What's the purpose? This is written a little too cryptically." Smoker asked.

"The purpose is probably to record this matter." Chen Li's tone was a little disappointed.

The Onew incident seems to have been gradually forgotten by the public - there is a lot of information bombarding people's eyeballs every day, for example, they are now discussing the drone bombing of the Water Lily Garden.

This incident is fresher and more exciting than the onew incident, and it is the upper-middle-class rich who suffer, so people can look at it with gloating eyes.

There are also some people discussing the zone lock behavior that Central City has not seen in many years. Some of them expressed concern about the zone lock, but more people laughed heartily in the public channel.

There is nothing better for the poor than to have the rich locked up and bombed.

Like a replica of Huoshao Litian, it seeks a deformed sense of resistance in the chaos.

To be crazy, one must first be angry—first one must dare to be angry.

Chen Li threw the mobile phone upwards, and firmly sucked it on the knife holder above his head.Then he put his arm around the neck of the pipe and dragged the man down on the sofa.

"sleep."

"Hey, this posture is good..."

"Well, it's warm."

However, within 5 minutes of falling asleep, the mobile phone attached to the knife holder rang like a thunderbolt.

"Something happened." Chen Li said with his eyes closed.

"What's the matter?" Smoker reached out to touch his phone.

Chen Li pressed his hand and closed his eyes again, "Sleep, we'll talk about it tomorrow."