into the sheath

The location they are in is an underground garage. The security equipment without cameras seems extremely simple, but there is an independent elevator directly leading to the designated floor.

After unlocking the biological lock on the door, Jiang Feng let go of all control over Tang Heng's limbs.

"Oh, what the hell. You will use these despicable methods." Tang Heng spat in a low voice.He wanted to continue cursing, but Jiang Feng didn't respond, and walked straight into the room.

Tang Heng followed in logically, and said angrily behind him, "Why did you ask me to follow you?"

As soon as Tang Heng finished speaking, the sensor lights in the room lit up.This lighting light is just right for ordinary people, but it is too bright for Tang Heng.

Tang Heng was dazzled by the sudden light, his eyes were almost covered with physical tears immediately.He subconsciously narrowed his eyes, and even had to raise a hand to cover it slightly.

Tang Heng cursed in a low voice, and couldn't help catching the guide's reaction again.

But the man who had already walked into the living room didn't even look back.

Feeling like he was being tricked, Tang Heng cursed again, and was about to leave, but caught a glimpse of the guide's movements out of the corner of his eyes.

Jiang Feng dug out the medicine box from the corner, and after roughly disinfecting it, he took out something that looked like a welding torch—Tang Heng recognized that thing as a healing gun for emergency wounds on the battlefield.

It was only then that Tang Heng noticed the pool of dark red stains on Jiang Feng's shoulder clothes.

By accident, he stopped leaving and turned towards Jiang Feng.

The trigger of the treatment gun was pressed, accompanied by a strong sound of air flow and a pungent smell, and the medicine covered the wound.The sudden severe pain forced Jiang Feng to groan, but the wound healed almost visibly with the naked eye, turning into a pink scar.

The smell of the instant healing liquid was too bad. Even at a distance of three meters, Tang Heng still couldn't help but try to increase the smell threshold to resist the smell, but it had little effect. In the end, he had to reach out and cover his nose .

The loss of olfactory control only distracted Tang Heng for a short while, and soon, seeing Jiang Feng's painful reaction, he couldn't help gloating: "Bite by a dog?"

"Ah."

"laugh."

Facing the guide's uninteresting response, Tang Heng laughed mockingly, then turned his eyes away, and began to look at the decoration of this house.

The interior is a simple jumping-floor, perhaps because there are no windows, which makes the entire space, which can even be said to be empty, give people a feeling of depression and cramping.The color tone is a large area of ​​black, white and gray, except for the basic furniture, there is no decoration at all.The corridor lights on the second floor are dim, and the deeper structures cannot be seen.

After tentatively confirming that the only exit was the gate behind him, Tang Heng labeled this house: it was as monotonous as a model house.

After Jiang Feng put away the medical equipment, he walked towards Tang Heng and sat on the single sofa opposite him, "Sentinel, let's talk."

Tang Heng looked sideways at the guide's sitting posture.

The waist is straight, the knees are slightly apart, and the eyes are looking forward. It is obviously a straight sitting posture, but it does not appear to be stiff. On the contrary, there is a faint deterrence.

If it weren't for the stain on the shoulder side of the clothes, it would look like a military meeting.Tang Heng thought.

"I have a name, Tang Heng." Tang Heng raised an eyebrow at him, "What about you, name?"

"Jiang Feng."

"It turned out to be you." Tang Heng had heard of it, and it was a name that often appeared on the news in the tower, but that was all. "Tell me, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Jiang Feng's face darkened slightly, "I saved you."

Tang Heng disapproved, "Oh, thank you. Then?"

Jiang Feng didn't answer immediately, but after watching silently for nearly half a minute, he said, "I want to help you figure out the reason why the rage disorder was induced."

"Heh, what else could be the reason. Some people don't like me."

"Who?"

Tang Heng smiled, "I don't know either. The enemy on the road, the patrol police, or, you?"

Jiang Feng was not irritated by Tang Heng's provocative words, and continued in an orderly manner: "Yesterday at five o'clock in the afternoon, Third Avenue, Shidong District, what are you doing?"

It is a shame for Tang Heng to be identified as suffering from "rage that is no different from being turned into a waste", let alone being locked up by patrol police in a confinement center with such a posture.Thinking of what happened to him after that, Tang Heng felt a surge of anger that made his scalp tingle.

Tang Heng gritted his teeth and said, "None of your business."

He clenched his hands into fists, staring at the guide in front of him, suppressing the anger.But suddenly a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he seemed to understand something.

There should be no obligation to communicate between the chief guide and the detention center, right?How could he be there?And now...how could he make a special trip to help himself?

Thinking of this, the anger on Tang Heng's face gradually faded.He chuckled lightly, with playfulness in his eyes, "...No, this matter really has something to do with you."

Tang Heng didn't miss the slight change on the guide's face when the words fell.

There is indeed a problem.

Although he doesn't know what happened, he might as well cheat him.With this incident as a handle, the guide should not do anything to himself.

After confirming this point, Tang Heng felt like a boulder fell to the ground, "Ha, why, are you afraid that I will say it?"