The poison has appeared. This is big news.
The strawberry farmer exposed this matter immediately, so the Gas Physics Bureau skipped the step of considering "whether to disclose it to the public" and immediately reported it. The entire winter tour of the park instantly entered legal swearing mode. The old man who was lying on the ground and groaning could sit up in a fit of death, smoke a cigarette and curse, but the momentum was so fierce and the curse was so harsh that he ran away in a hurry. I almost stumbled in the safety corridor.
"Quick! Search here!"
There are still pursuers behind.
The poison is not afraid of humans, but there are too many humans here, and ants can kill an elephant. The Winter Garden has not yet been completely formed, so he cannot destroy his plan and cause trouble by himself.
So what if you can easily kill a few humans? Is this the result he wants?
He doesn't like killing.
real.
So when the militant Yan Fei showed up, he gritted his teeth and hid in...the toilet.
It was a familiar cubicle again, a familiar situation that made Xin's blood surge. He clenched his fists tightly, and his teeth were not broken, but his gums bleed because of too much force.
Why is the human body so fragile? Today's poison has the same idea.
The only difference is that this cubicle is against the wall and has half a window inside. A bat hung upside down by the window, its big eyes meeting the poison in the cubicle.
Xun stretched out his hand, touched the glass with his fingertips, and pressed it against the bat's body through the window. At the end, he lowered his eyes slightly and murmured gloomily in a voice that only he could hear: "Hauchun, ha... do you really think it's so easy to stop? Just go, and don't think about coming back again. "
"That Yan Yueming was lucky enough to survive again."
Zhen hates human beings like this. They can be killed easily, but they don't die every time, which makes him feel like things are out of control.
He took another look at the moon in the night sky. It was pitted and ugly.
This made him feel irritable and unhappy again. He hated ugly things. This probably stems from a psychological shadow that he himself did not admit - Li Zheng was present at the scene of the first two deaths.
I can still remember that when he accidentally fell down at a critical moment and was full of bad luck, with blood all over his face, that young man with a loud voice stood on the side of the road and said -
"It's so ugly."
Angry.
The moment Zhen was killed, he was still angry. He swore he would never forgive humans, never.
Footsteps sounded.
Xun turned around warily, her sight seemed to be through the door and wall of the compartment, and she saw the search and rescue team following them outside. But he had no intention of running away immediately.
There was a ghostly cry in the cubicle.
In all rules, exceptions such as these usually require you to ignore them. Zhen also had to follow the rules, but this time, he took the initiative to commit a foul.
The sound of ghost cries was endless, and the spreading shadow swallowed him up. After a while, his shadow changed, his hair became longer, his figure became graceful, and even an S-shaped curve appeared.
He straightened his hat, took off his mask, and then walked out of this - the women's restroom.
The search and rescue team members who hurriedly ran by seemed to feel something and glanced here, but here there are rules and regulations everywhere.
In the Winter Garden where someone committed a foul, even the experienced search and rescue team members began to feel confused.
They were far apart.
After a few more minutes, people in orange-red uniforms finally entered the toilet to search. One of the search and rescue team members opened the compartment against the wall and saw a bloody character left on the door panel.
The search and rescue team members quietly erased the characters without making any noise, then closed the compartment door and left. Teammates sent a message asking if they found anything unusual. The search and rescue team members shook their heads, "No."
The bat hung upside down on the window, watching all this quietly. When calm returned to the toilet, it flapped its wings and disappeared into the night.
In that compartment, Yan Yueming continued to work with resentment and shyness.
He went to catch the poisonous bird, but failed to catch it. He didn't even see the shadow of the bird, so he could only put away his little golden ax and come back to continue working. The strawberry farmer has already started chatting with the customers in the supermarket. This person seems to know a lot of gossip and does not care about the life or death of the person involved.
[Strawberry]: You guys are too much.
[Strawberry]: He wants to kill people to be moral.
[Tourist]: So how did you discover poison?
[Strawberry]: I am an NPC after all.
[Tourist]: Then where is he hiding now?
[Strawberry]: Not in Guangming Supermarket anyway.
Yan Yueming and the people from the search and rescue department gathered together and speculated that the scope of activities of this strawberry farmer was probably Guangming Supermarket. Moreover, this person always uses a dialog box to chat with them, just like a netizen. Is his character setting also related to the Internet? Or what kind of electronic technology?
Asked anything else, the man refused to answer.
Yan Yueming had no choice but to go to the roof to deliver the medicine first, and there was no need to delay this. Moreover, Xiao Fang woke up and he had something to ask him, so he happened to go over there. The supermarket is on the top floor, so it is very convenient to go to the roof from here. It takes less than a minute to go directly from the emergency passage.
But the roof of the building was too big, and the densely packed tents and lights decorated the place like a night market. He shuttled among the tents, but before he could find Xiao Fang, he heard a commotion in front of him.
There seemed to be a fight.
As a staff member of the Qi Xiang Bureau, Yan Yueming certainly couldn't stay out of the matter and hurried over there. But by the time he arrived, the situation was already under control.
Comrades from the police station were here, and those who fought were quickly taken away. Yan Yueming saw them opening the curtain of a nearby tent and taking out a piece of paper. Everyone looked ugly when they saw what was written on the paper.
It was a promotional leaflet for the theory of dream awakening. There were two large hand-drawn colorful English words on the leaflet - WAKEUP!
Yan Yueming saw it from a few meters away, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stepped forward to ask.
The other party recognized his face and did not hide it. "This is the third one we have found. There are still others that have not been found. There are probably more. You see, they are all hand-drawn. We have compared them carefully. The handwriting is even different.”
Yan Yueming touched it, then carefully checked the front and back, and said: "The places that sell paper of this specification in Dongyu Garden are the stationery store on the first floor of the East District and the Guangming Supermarket. Now this situation , there should be very few people buying paper.”
Winter Garden is the center of the formation. Everyone is trapped here and their lives are threatened. Why do we need paper? This is not a necessity of life.
The paper used by search and rescue team members to write "Incoming and Outgoing Instructions" (),
?[((),
Unlike this paper.
"Already checked." When the police heard that Yan Yueming gave relevant information so quickly, they couldn't help but look at him with admiration. After all, in the eyes of the public, Xiao Ming was just a cute unlucky guy who was fired because he stepped into the company with his left foot. . There is sincerity and hard work, but this is not linked to absolute strength.
After a pause, he couldn't help but say a few more words: "But we think that these papers may have been prepared a long time ago and brought in from outside. The time was so tight that we didn't have time to check everyone's belongings. . It’s just a few pieces of paper, no one can find it.”
Yan Yueming also agreed with this conjecture, but the more he agreed, the more serious his expression became, "It would be too bad if this was the case. Why were they prepared in advance? Did they prepare for trouble, or did they know in advance that something would happen in the Winter Garden? Shangfang City is a huge city with such a large population, but only a very small part of them support the theory of awakening from dreams. How could it be such a coincidence that they came to visit the park for the winter a few days ago and got discount coupons? "
It is not difficult for people to suspect that there is poison behind it that is adding fuel to the flames.
"Captain Yan was also suspicious before, saying that they might have come prepared."
"Then... we need to investigate not only the Winter Garden, but also outside."
Yan Yueming thought about it, thinking of the principal. In the words of the principal, what are you afraid of in this situation? I am afraid that those who want to cause trouble are:
"Found in the east and attack in the west."
There are many people visiting the garden in winter, and there are even more people in Shangfang City. If you want to cause trouble, there is no place where you can't do it. If you watch carefully here, you will definitely be lax in other places.
If you relax, something will happen.
The policeman frowned and thought deeply for a few seconds, then looked back at the bustling city. Standing on the roof of the Winter Garden and looking out, the night view is very good, so there is also a special viewing platform and open-air restaurant here.
Are they worried? You must be worried. The battle of consciousness is not over if you shoot the enemy once and the enemy is dead.
Several helicopters flew right in front of me.
Yan Yueming looked up and saw that it was a military aircraft. It seemed that all available manpower had been devoted to this smokeless battle. He looked at it and later thought that his reminder just now was unnecessary.
But he doesn't regret it either.
Don't be afraid of ten thousand in everything, just be afraid of the worst. It doesn't take much time for him to say a few words, and at least he can gain peace of mind. An ordinary person like him with no big ambitions just wants peace of mind.
Feeling relieved, Yan Yueming continued to run to find Xiao Fang. But when he arrived at the place and opened the tent, he found that Xiao Fang was not there.
This tent houses critically ill patients, with a total of three beds, and the other two are still in coma. Yan Yueming carefully looked at them and showed no signs of waking up, then left to ask the medical staff.
After asking around, Yan Yueming's heart sank.
Xiao Fang disappeared and no one saw where he went.
I called on the phone and used the headset, but there was no response. The moonlight was like water, shining on Yan Yueming. It was ice cold, but there was no foul feeling. Because the institute sent a specially made net as fine as spider silk, which was installed on the roof of the building to filter the moonlight very well. It's just that this thing is expensive and rare, so it can only be taken out for emergencies.
Yan Yueming looked up at the moon, then went back to the tent to search carefully, but still found nothing. But at this moment, another wave of impact arrived.
The sound like the heart's mediation kept ringing in his ears. Yan Yueming felt the familiar dizziness, and his brain went blank for a short time. But he finally had some experience, and he staggered and grabbed the end of the camp bed at the same time. He bit the tip of his tongue with his teeth and let the blood stimulate his brain, regaining some ability to think. Then he ran and put on aerosol breathing valves for other patients in the tent.
Every one can be saved.
The patient groaned and blood was flowing from his ears. His face was pale and he had his eyes closed and he still hadn't woken up. Looking at it like this, he was even more worried.
Yan Yueming couldn't stand such a scene. He would cry, but he had to endure it.
He turned back, his eyes seemed to be looking through the curtains of the tent, across the distance of space, towards those distant gaps. How is the spring campaign progressing?
What happens to those who tried to destroy the cracks now? !
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