Do androids dream of the sun?

tick.

The water droplets fell, and his cheeks felt cold, and Zhong Ziyang frowned involuntarily.

So tired, even more tired than the day when I went to the gym with Xiao Le and ran dozens of kilometers.His hands and feet seemed to be filled with lead, his drowsy brain couldn't think, and it was like a paste. If he could, Zhong Ziyang felt that he could sleep until he was dizzy.

Zhong Ziyang bit the tip of his tongue hard, the smell of blood and tingling made him wake up a little bit.He opened his heavy eyelids a little, and there was only darkness in his eyes.

where is this?

There was a bang outside, as if an iron chain had fallen to the ground.Zhong Ziyang turned his head with difficulty, and what he saw was a row of familiar iron railings. A figure walked into the door, his face could not be seen clearly against the light behind him.

"……Who?"

The other party didn't answer, I don't know if they didn't hear clearly, or they didn't care.The sound of small footsteps gradually approached, and not long after, Zhong Ziyang felt something pressed against his lips.

He gritted his teeth and resisted instinctively, but the other party pushed the thing into his lips without hesitation, and a trace of familiar sweet fragrance rushed in unexpectedly.

sugar? !

At the moment Zhong Ziyang was stunned, the man took the opportunity to stuff the thing into his mouth with force, and the bitterness covered by the inferior essence quickly spread in his mouth.Zhong Ziyang's face changed, and he wanted to spit it out, but the man pinched his chin, and the small ball immediately rolled into his throat and was swallowed.

The medicine works quickly.In less than 2 minutes, Zhong Ziyang felt the world spinning in front of his eyes, the figure of that person changed from one to two, and then from two to four, and the light from nowhere illuminated the other's face.Zhong Ziyang widened his eyes to see clearly, but the face kept changing, first it was Black, then Lu Xiang, then Lance, and finally stayed on Xiao Le's face.

"Xiao Le..."

Zhong Ziyang stretched out his hand towards the other party, but when he opened his mouth, he could only make a feeble sound.

The remaining strength lost little by little, and Zhong Ziyang's tongue was dripping with blood, but it didn't help, and the last sliver of clarity was overwhelmed by the frantic surge of drowsiness. He closed his eyes and fell into a coma again.

The man let go of Zhong Ziyang, pushed his body back on the low bed, turned and left without making a sound, picked up the iron chain on the ground, and locked the iron door again.

Lu Nian walked around the corner and happened to meet a tall figure. She glanced at Blake's brand new legs calmly, and looked up at the familiar face. He was holding a cigarette, and the red light was shining one off.

Since recently, Blake has not been as gloomy as before, but has been more flamboyant. Many bad habits from his youth have returned, and smoking is one of the most serious.

Lu Nian gestured skillfully at him: "Stop smoking."

"You're really wide-ranging." Black took a deep breath as if trying to fight her, and spit all the smoke rings onto Lu Nian's face impartially.The latter still looked indifferent, and raised his hands to gesture: "Smoking is not allowed here."

After she finished speaking, she pointed to the overhead camera.

Blake cursed in a low voice, but still took down the cigarette and pressed it against the wall to snuff it out. Then he turned over habitually, but failed to find half a piece of cloth for a long time.He clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, and at this moment, a handkerchief was handed to him.

He paused, looked at Lu Nian, took the handkerchief, wrapped the cigarette butt, and stuffed it back into his pocket.

Black's attitude softened a little, and he raised his chin slightly behind Lu Nian: "Have you fed the medicine?"

Lu Nian nodded.

"How many did you feed?"

Lu Nian was silent for a moment, then raised two fingers.

Blake gave a "hmm" and reminded: "Don't feed too little, sir said, two pills a day."

A few subtle emotions appeared in Lu Nian's eyes. It was not the first time Black saw it, but every time he saw it, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.He put his hand into his trouser pocket, pinched the corner of the handkerchief with his fingertips, and pretended to be angry: "Look what I'm doing, don't you still have to report to Mr.?"

Lu Nian lowered his eyes, sighed silently, made a farewell gesture, walked around Black to the elevator at the end of the corridor.

Blake's heart became angry for no reason, and he found the handkerchief Lu Nian had given him and clenched it into a crumpled ball. He wanted to throw it on the ground, but he couldn't do it.After tossing and tossing for a long time, I finally folded it properly and stuffed it back into my trouser pocket.

With a sound of "ding", the elevator door opened slowly.

In the huge research room, there was a slight roar from the equipment in operation, and a snow-white figure sat behind the workbench.He was holding the bracelet he took from Zhong Ziyang, and the screen displayed a document, which should be a letter in format.In the lower left corner, there is a small figure sitting on the ground, holding a small glowing sign with "100" written on it.

Lance ignored the anxious little man, and concentrated on reading the black notebook in his hand. Since the day Lily brought it back, Lu Nian hadn't seen it leave Lance half a foot. I'm afraid he has read it over and over again. all over.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he gently closed the notebook, straightened up, and said with a slight smile, "How is today?"

Lu Nian answered truthfully.

"Oh? Woke up so soon." Lance was a little surprised, "Alright, let Lily advance the examination to tomorrow."

Lu Nian nodded: "Then feed the medicine..."

"No need," Lance smiled even more, brushing the corner of the notebook with his fingertips, "I still have to ask him something."

When Lu Nian thought of Zhong Ziyang who was locked in the basement, her heart felt uncomfortable for no reason. She couldn't tell if it was because of her long-forgotten past, or because of the torture he had suffered these days.

She moved her fingers slightly, and finally twisted them together tightly, suppressing all her emotions in her heart.

Fortunately, Lance didn't notice her strangeness, he just waved his hand to signal her to leave, buried his head in the thick notebook again, watched the messy handwriting with tender eyes, read a line slowly, and then turned to the next one reluctantly. one line.

He reads so intently that he ignores the new bubbles popping above the villain's head on the screen:

"wait for me."

Xiao Le waited quietly for 2 minutes, but there was still no reply to the [-]st message.He closed the screen with a sullen face, picked up the cloth on his lap again, and carefully polished the gun Zhong Ziyang gave him.

He Man glanced out of the window, the scenery receded quickly, the continuous gray of the downtown became several straight lines of varying thickness, blending with the gorgeous morning glow in the distance, like an extremely abstract oil painting.

After Xiao Le finished the operation, he hardly rested. He spent half the night locating Zhong Ziyang's location, and then hurried on without stopping, compressing the journey of four or five days into two days.

He Man dimmed the windows, he always felt a little dizzy after seeing too much outside.She sighed and turned to look at Xiao Le: "Louis, if Lance really did it, what will you do?"

Xiao Le filled the magazine with bullets, pushed it into the gun body, and made a click.

"I told you," he raised his eyes and replied coldly, "I won't let him go if I touch Yangyang again."

The glare of the light hit his face, Zhong Ziyang narrowed his eyes subconsciously, and after the soreness and pain dissipated, he slowly opened his eyes and looked around.

This is... on the operating table?

He woke up slowly, and the hands that were handcuffed by the iron ring yanked the upper chain violently, making a non-stop bang.

A hand fell on his shoulder: "Mr. Zhong, please don't move around."

Zhong Ziyang raised his head, and Lily's indifferent face came into view. He subconsciously turned his head to the other side. As expected, a figure in a wheelchair was surrounded by various equipment and equipment two meters away.

Zhong Ziyang frowned: "Mr. Botts, can you explain to me what's going on?"

"Are you awake?" Lance turned around and took out two thin sheets of paper from the printer, "It's just right, let's take a look at this inspection report."

He stopped by the operating table, handed them to Lily, and asked her to pass one of them to Zhong Ziyang: "I found this report in the research center two weeks ago."

Zhong Ziyang clenched his lower lip and glanced at the familiar numbers.

"Lily went through all the lists of monitors and inspectors, and finally gave me two names, but I can't determine which one it is, so I can only ask Lily to go to Area F in person."

"It was you who made Ning Qi and Ya Lun..." Zhong Ziyang stared at him.

"It was an accident. Lily went too far, and I punished her." Lance shrugged, "As for Du Ningqi and Aaron Burton, as compensation, I have arranged for the best hospital in District A They, Aaron managed to keep his hand, and now they are awake, isn't the result great?"

If his hands were not handcuffed, Zhong Ziyang would definitely punch Lance in the face now.

"Let's talk about this report." Lance motioned Lily to hold up another piece of paper, "This is what I made for you today."

Zhong Ziyang looked at the two identical reports except for the time expressionlessly, and lightly pursed his lips: "You never thought that this might be human data, or it might be a new type of bionic human being created by someone else." ?”

"I also hope it's fake, but it's a pity that Louis once sent me an identical report." Lance looked down at Zhong Ziyang, his fingertips slowly brushing his face, "In the past two years, You are the most satisfying one of them all, you are as smart as Louis, but more well-behaved than him, and I like you more than him."

Zhong Ziyang got goosebumps all over his body, turned his face away from Lance's fingers: "If you really like me, please untie the thing."

Lance raised his eyebrows: "It seems that you accepted it faster than I thought."

"It's been half a month, I can accept whether it's a human or a ghost, okay?" Zhong Ziyang rolled his eyes.

Lance let out a "huh" and narrowed his eyes: "Then why did you lie to that bionic man?"

"When will I..." Zhong Ziyang's eyes widened in disbelief, "How do you know what Lu and I want to say?"

"I'll tell you something that won't be recorded in the operation report. Underground laboratories usually have a habit of implanting GPS and bugs in this place of the bionic man." Lance's finger pushed the soft button on the back of Zhong Ziyang's head. hair, and gently slid over the covered bump, "Oh? You also have a scar."

Zhong Ziyang glanced at him: "It's a coincidence, but I have to tell you, it was the wound I accidentally left when my house was on fire and I was busy running away."

Lance chuckled lightly, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone: "Then do you remember why the fire started? Where is the burning home? Why did you live there before?"

"because……"

Zhong Ziyang suddenly realized that he couldn't speak a single word.

He seldom had time to recall the past, but now he thought about it carefully and realized that the fire was like a dividing line in memory, and everything beyond that was a blurred blank.

Lance showed the expected expression, he straightened up, and said condescendingly to Zhong Ziyang: "It's okay, I will help you remember."

Zhong Ziyang looked at him: "You want to dissect me, don't you?"

"Don't worry, I won't use a knife on you until you remember everything about Louis."

After that, though, he couldn't tell.

Lance smiled faintly and winked at Lily.

"Wait, I have another question... umm!!"

Before Zhong Ziyang finished speaking, Lily sealed his mouth with tape neatly, and pushed the person and the bed into the huge semi-curved device.

With his back to them, Lance put his palm lightly on the cover of the black notebook, and the corners of his mouth slightly curved.

His Cyril will be back soon, without the radiation sickness that made him suffer, and will no longer be imprisoned by rules and regulations, free and healthy forever.

This will be the best gift he has received from Lance Botts in 15 years.

Compared with Lance, Zhong Ziyang is much more uncomfortable at the moment.

This broken device squeezed his head painfully, and sometimes he could feel a tiny electric current rushing into his skin, and his temples throbbed, causing bursts of pain.He gritted his teeth, trying to think of something else to distract his attention, but his mind was still full of Xiao Le besides Xiao Le.

I don't know if he has finished the operation, but it shouldn't be a problem if Uncle Shen is confident... At least he won't be forgotten.

I hope that I can at least see him before being chopped into pieces.

Zhong Ziyang smiled wryly in his heart, and there was a roar in his ears, his consciousness gradually began to blur, the pictures in his mind disappeared little by little, and finally turned into a blank.

He felt like he was thrown into the sea, falling continuously, the surroundings were silent, the light was far away from him, the sea water flooded his mouth and nose, took away the remaining air in his lungs, his chest throbbed like a tear, he wanted to breathe , Only the bitterly salty sea water poured in.

The feeling of drowning tortured him to the point of dying, and when Zhong Ziyang thought he was about to die, his eyes suddenly lit up.He felt himself being hit hard to the ground, but he didn't have time to pay attention to the pain in his body, he just opened his mouth and breathed heavily, until he regained his strength, he panted and raised his head.

In front of Zhong Ziyang stood a good-looking man. He was wearing a black casual suit, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his tall nose, and his hair was combed meticulously.The man squatted on the bed, covered Zhong Ziyang's face with a soft towel, wiped off the water stains carefully, and then stared at him for a while, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

His voice was like a deep cello: "Nia, record his condition."

"Louis, you haven't given him a code name yet."

A cold female voice appeared out of nowhere in the room, which shocked Zhong Ziyang a lot. The man put his hand on the top of his hair and rubbed it unconsciously. He raised his head and met the man's eyes, his light brown eyes were shining brightly.

The man withdrew his gaze, stood up, and replied indifferently:

"Let's call it Apollo [-]."