The first morning of the new year is sunny and snowy. The rugged snow hills stretch as far as the eye can see, like an endless white ocean.
"Silver snakes dance in the mountains, wax figures ride in the wild, and desire is with God..." "Boss, it's not good!"
Before Chen Xing had time to appreciate the beautiful scenery and recite a few poems by the great leader, he was interrupted by a reckless team member.
"What's wrong?" Chen Xing asked with his hands behind his back, his tone calm and calm.
The team members seemed to be infected by him, gradually calmed down, and said, "Captain, the patrol to the west was killed. It should have been last night. Captain Wu is at the scene. Please go and take a look."
After a while, Chen Xing followed the team members to the scene of the incident. Six corpses were lined up on the ground, and Wu Jinjian was squatting next to them to inspect them.
"It's all about sealing the throat with one knife, veteran." Seeing Chen Xing coming over, Wu Jinjian stood up and said.
Chen Xing checked the body and found that the wounds were all at the throat, which had been cut open with a sharp weapon. The force was so strong that almost the entire neck was broken. The weapon looked like a machete, the method of killing seemed familiar, and the name of the murderer came out easily.
"We found this next to the body."
While thinking about it, Wu Jinjian handed over a letter. When I opened the envelope, there was only a piece of paper inside, which clearly said: Thief, return this book to me quickly, or I will kill you to pieces. You know who I am, and I will be waiting for you at Safe House No. 27 during this period. You can make your own choice.
Chen Xing put away the letter and ordered Wu Jinjian to hold a funeral for the killed team members. If their home address can be found, a pension will be sent according to the standards of the Edge Town Guard.
The other team members were greatly moved when they saw Chen Xing's arrangement. They were all exiles and had no hope of receiving pensions. It would be nice if someone collected their bodies when they died.
After dealing with the patrol team, Chen Xing returned to the room and took out a yellowed booklet from the space ring. If Aqiaomu didn't mention it, he would have almost forgotten it. I picked this up while helping her find medicine that day. I don't know what was written in it, but the other party actually cared so much about it.
Dr2602-3-25, Bam City Seventh Division Camp...
Opening the booklet, it begins with a time and place. It seems to be a diary.
The handwriting is rough, strong and angular, as if it was written by a man. Every stroke and every stroke reveals a bold and careful feeling. As the saying goes, the writing is like the person who wrote it, and the writer should be a better type.
Chen Xing couldn't help but think of the story A Qiaomu told him that night at the Yizhen Hotel half a year ago.
Could it be her father, her brother, or someone else?
Chen Xing continued to read.
What a delightful day today.
I discovered her when I accidentally spilled my coffee while browsing recruit profiles in the morning.
What a happy surprise!
This is a new beginning and the sixth record I have written. If after my death, someone sees it and has some guiding value, I will be very happy, even if I will be labeled as a "devil", "cult", "pervert", etc.
Seeing this, Chen Xing frowned slightly. The writer's tone was very frivolous and did not sound like a good person. Especially in the last sentence, the darkness inside is clearly revealed. To find the answer, he kept reading.
As usual, I won't write her name, just give her a code name. Since she is the sixth, let's call her "No. 6".
The following is the information of No. 6:
Origin: Aboriginal people of Dafangzhou, small tribe in the south
Maturity: 17y+2m+22d
Appearance: Upright, ordinary, good-looking
Height, weight, body shape: 162cm, 52kg, 34B+
Physique: Excellent
Talent: Extraordinary Endurance
Nerve sensitivity: higher
Combat strength: quasi-elite level
Comprehensive evaluation: The maturity level is low and needs two years of cultivation. The height and weight are not yet fully developed. The target is 165~170cm, 58~60kg, 34D.
Number Six has a younger brother that he can use. Give her a taste of the sweetness first and be promoted to lieutenant within two years. The chef has made arrangements to add rhGH and PRL in a quantitative amount...
Seeing this, Chen Xing already understood who the recorder was. After flipping through it, a lot of training and transformation processes were recorded on it. There are a variety of methods, and all are used to the best of their abilities. Chen Xing couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for A Qiaomu. This book can be regarded as a complete collection of punishments. I really admire that perverted teacher, he can think of everything.
What you can see from the text alone is only the tip of the iceberg, one-tenth of a dozen. But just the tip of the iceberg is outrageous enough. Chen Xing couldn't help but admire A Qiaomu. If it were an ordinary woman, she would have committed suicide long ago.
However, Aqiaomu may also have thought about committing suicide, but the other party used her brother who was studying in college in Bam City to threaten her, making her unable to live or die. I have to admire this teacher's methods, persistence, madness, and carefulness, and he eats A Qiaomu to death.
Chen Xing flipped through the pages and was attracted by the beginning of one of the articles.
Dr2605-11-07, Bam City Military Hospital.
The Abyss Demon Bull auctioned last time has been flown over. It is in good condition and has strong vitality. The transplant operation will be performed in the afternoon...
"Hiss..." Chen Xing took a breath and suddenly had a new understanding of the teacher's perversion. No wonder Aqiaomu hinted that his heart is special. It turns out that this kind of thing happened, which is really sad.
Chen Xing closed the book and didn't read it again. These things were beyond his cognition and touched the most basic moral bottom line of mankind.
But then again, it seems possible to learn some of these torture techniques. As long as it can be used, it is estimated that few prisoners can keep the secret.
Forget it, just give it back to her.
Although this woman was hateful, he really couldn't think of any hatred. No matter what the purpose is, if the other party values this book so much, then return it to its original owner. Furthermore, he did not want to be in fear every day and hoped to be able to reconcile through this incident.
Maybe he wasn't afraid of Arqiao Mu, but it would be a headache for him to sneak up on the patrol every once in a while.
In the face of a quasi-guardian level and a sneak attack, ordinary team members were simply vulnerable. I'm afraid it won't be long before the entire team is brought down by her.
After putting away the pamphlet, Chen Xing called Cassie and Da Mao and took the two teams to the safe house. The female Rakshasa was nearby, and he didn't dare to act alone.
Two days later, Chen Xing met A Qiaomu in the lounge of Security Center No. 27.
No one dared to cause trouble in the safe house, so the two of them did not need to be at war with each other, but relaxedly sat down to drink and have dinner together.
"Where's the stuff?" Aqiaomu asked expressionlessly while cutting into a medium-rare or bloody steak.
"Why are you so anxious..." Chen Xing took a sip of high-strength fruit wine and said slowly, "You killed so many of my people, don't you need an explanation?"
Aqiaomu put a piece of blood-red beef into his mouth, chewed it, swallowed it, then put down his fork, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a napkin, looked into Chen Xing's eyes and asked, "What do you want to explain?"
