In Chu Yunsheng's excitement, he never expected that a person would suddenly come out from behind. He felt his neck tighten and the person flew backwards.
With a bang, the table and chairs fell to the ground.
"Yingying, are you okay?" The burly man had a sullen face and stared coldly at Chu Yunsheng, who was sprawled on the ground.
It wasn't that he was overreacting. In fact, such a situation had never happened before. Although the young marshals in the past were not all good behavers, there had never been a situation where someone pinched Song Ying's chin and made her cry.
Taking a step back, if it was just like this, the burly man might still be able to handle it a little more calmly, but he just came out of the military secret meeting and heard something that he had to do so.
"I'm fine, Uncle Jiang, don't care about his business." Song Ying was out of the range of Chu Yunsheng's eyes, and her whole body seemed to be exhausted. If you look closely, you can still see small crystal water stains on the delicate skin.
She didn't know for what purpose she explained to Chu Yunsheng, but it was better not to explain. With this explanation, the burly man's face became even tighter, and he looked so gloomy that he could squeeze out water. There was a lot of worry.
At this time, Chu Yunsheng staggered up from the ground and covered his right elbow that hit the corner of the table with his left hand. However, there was no pain on his face. Instead, he had a look of horror on his face, as if he had seen a ghost, and shouted: "Impossible. I didn't see you later. You should have died long ago. There is no way you are still alive! You are a dead person!"
As he spoke, he shook his head repeatedly and backed away in panic towards the door step by step.
His head was completely messed up and turned into a mess. The feeling at that moment made him feel that this girl should be dead and could not be alive, but she was standing right in front of him, alive and kicking.
There was no one in the corridor outside the door, and it was empty. Chu Yunsheng ran to the other end of the corridor in one breath and lay down on the railing. Calm your head.
"Would you like some water?"
An abrupt but pleasant voice came from behind him.
Chu Yunsheng turned around suddenly, jumped up like a frightened goat, and said loudly: "Who are you? Don't come over!"
"My surname is Zhao, we met in the laboratory." The girl holding the water cup smiled lightly, pointed to the cup in her hand, and said: "Maybe it will be better to drink some water, many people are scared by monsters."
Chu Yunsheng squatted in a dark corner. I was pulling my hair, my head was in a jumble, but there was no orderly picture.
Above the two people's heads, the camera rotated slightly, and the signal was transmitted through the cable almost simultaneously into a conference room in the test building.
"I think Chu Yunsheng's mental problem is more serious than Miss Song." At the end of the memory table, a man with gray hair in a white coat slowly stood up, took off his glasses, and spoke.
"I object." Professor Sun also stood up and motioned to his assistant to switch to another camera. And played it back on the computer until Song Ying approached Chu Yunsheng inexplicably and took the initiative to say hello, then stopped and analyzed the screen: "Chu Yunsheng has been sitting here since dinner, and has not Nothing unusual, but you see—"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to signal his assistant to start slow-motion playback of the conversation between the two, and continued: "Look, Song took the initiative to talk to Chu. During the conversation between the two, Chu, who had always been normal, gradually became unable to control himself. The behavior was weird, and the weird thing was. Song didn't do anything normal to interrupt Chu at this time. Eventually Chu reached out and pinched her chin, and then Jiang appeared and interrupted the scene... So logically speaking , Song’s mental problems preceded Chu’s. It induced Chu’s problems as well.”
"I don't agree." The man in the white coat with gray hair shook his head, pointed at a synchronized display screen in front of him, and said, "I looked carefully at Miss Song's facial expression, which seemed to be one of fear and worry."
Professor Sun immediately said tit for tat: "If you are afraid, why should you get close to Chu? This doesn't make sense."
"I think-" The gray-haired old man still insisted on his opinion, but was interrupted by an officer carrying a general star on his shoulders.
"Two professors!" the officer said in a deep voice, "There is no need to make it so complicated. Since from the earliest footage, it can only be determined that the monster retreated actively and behaved abnormally when Song and Chu fell at the same time. , which means that both of them may have problems. After all, when the car accident happened, they were the only two people at the scene, and it is possible that they both had some mental changes. Therefore, there is no need to discuss it anymore. Song and Chu must monitor closely and keep abreast of the situation at all times. Their physical condition.”
When Professor Sun saw the military boss talking, he didn't say anything more. He found a chair and sat down, holding his hands on the table and said: "Xiao Chu has a simple background. Just find someone to follow him secretly. But openly I asked Zhao Ling to contact him." Well, when entering the experiment, Chu was staring at Xiao Zhao. He should have some good feelings and would not resist, but Miss Song..."
His meaning couldn't be more clear. Chu Yunsheng is an ordinary citizen, and the military can monitor and control it as they please. But Song Ying is different. Her father's identity and position are there, and he is not someone to be trifled with. Even the military has to worry about three points.
The officer carrying the general probably also felt that it was a difficult situation. He licked his lips and finally said: "I will handle this matter. I will go to the Song family."
Everyone here could not help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw that he had taken action in person. Everyone here took the documents from the Military Special Service Department and went to the Song family to politely invite people to come. However, if they said they were going to spy on their daughter, no one was willing to offend this person. people.
Seeing that no one was talking, the officer waved his hand and said: "That's it for today. The two professors should rest early. The research work on the monster corpse still depends on them. We can't let our bodies collapse from exhaustion. Send Song and Chu back as well." , I won’t see much movement for a while, so don’t cause panic outside.”
This was said a bit reluctantly. Chu Yunsheng could continue to hold her, but Song Ying had to be released home, otherwise it would be difficult to handle if the other party got really angry.
Everyone was clear-minded, but naturally they would not say it out loud, and they were not fools.
Chu Yunsheng, squatting at the end of the aisle, didn't know that he was being watched all the time. When Officer Wang appeared, he had gradually regained his composure.
Zhao Ling gave him a business card and told him that he could contact her at any time.
Although Chu Yunsheng had doubts in his heart, he learned his lesson this time and stopped asking. He decided to stay far away from these people and never get closer, otherwise, he would see a "dead person" again. He wonders if he will really go crazy?
Just like when I came in, I had to wear a blindfold when I went out. After nearly an hour of bumpy driving, Officer Wang drove Chu Yunsheng to Qiulin Road in an off-road vehicle.
"Mr. Chu. If anything happens, call me at any time."
When Chu Yunsheng was about to get out of the car, Officer Wang tore up a note and stuffed it into Chu Yunsheng's hand. He smiled apologetically and said, "I didn't expect such a big thing to happen today. Thank you for your hard work."
Chu Yunsheng had always had a good impression of Officer Wang. He took the note he sent over and thought about the series of things that happened today. He felt depressed, waved his hands, and jumped out of the off-road vehicle.
Fortunately, I had the key with me. The first thing I did when I entered the house was to call Yu Xiaohai to make sure that the backpack was with him, and then I couldn't hold on any longer. He fell on the bed and fell asleep.
He slept soundly, without nightmares or seeing any shadows. He waited until dawn before he got up tiredly and immediately went to Yu Xiaohai to get his backpack back.
For the next three days, he stayed at home without leaving the house, which was strange to say. Everything seemed to calm down, as if it had returned to the normal days before, without nightmares or shadows. There was no bloody face either. What happened that day was like a bizarre dream that made Chu Yunsheng feel unreal, even the people and the monster he had seen in the laboratory. It all feels unreal.
Because, in these three days, they never appeared again, as if they had all disappeared.
Chu Yunsheng, who finally adjusted his mentality, continued to implement his doomsday plan, contacted an agent, sold the house first, then rented the house, and purchased supplies on a large scale.
His crazy behavior shocked almost everyone. At first, many people thought he was just talking. There were many such comments on the Internet, but they didn't expect that he actually did it!
Some tried to persuade him with sincere words, while others said sarcastically that his head was broken, but most of them thought it was just a joke.
About another week later, he got the money from selling the house. Because he was short of time, he required cash to buy the house to save the bank's time in approving the loan. In contrast, he had to make concessions on the price.
After repaying the loan at that time, Chu Yunsheng now holds nearly 500,000 yuan in his hands. Part of this money was left by his parents before their death, part of it was saved by him over the years, and a small part belonged to his aunt. It was all hard-earned money, so after learning that he had sold his house, his aunt in Nanjing called him three times a day to ask him what was going on! ?
His explanation was unconvincing in front of Chu Han. If her uncle hadn't been in the hospital bed, she would have died in Shanghai.
The next day, the agent Xiao Zhou, who had been tormented by Chu Yunsheng for almost a week, finally called again: "Brother Chu, you want a house with two households on one floor, and both households need to be rented at the same time, and it must be close to the ancient city. Cloud Community, where can I find it for you?”
"As long as you help me get it done, in addition to the agency fee, my promise to give you two thousand yuan will still count!" Chu Yunsheng was tempted while wondering if he should add another thousand yuan? Time is of the essence and money controls everything.
"That's what you said." Xiao Zhou said happily, "There are several vacant houses in Building 8 of Mindu Garden, and a pair of doors are about to be rented. One of the landlords is going abroad soon, and the other is in Shenzhen. We have entrusted everything to us, why don’t you come over and take a look?”
"Okay!" Chu Yunsheng was overjoyed and immediately turned off the phone and prepared to go out.
Mingdu Garden is opposite Guyun Community, separated by a road. Although it is not as luxurious and mysterious as Guyun Community, most of the people living in it are rich people. The houses will naturally not be cheap, but Chu Yunsheng is not prepared either. The rental is too long, just two months is enough.
If the other party is not willing to rent short-term, you can sign a one-year contract, but the money will only be given for two months first!
But he didn't expect that the nightmare he had for almost two weeks would hit him again!
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Lao Chu will wake up soon, and the excitement will begin soon. Piao Huo has been saving his manuscripts for the past two days, and he has to go back in the next two days. My mother fell down and broke her wrist. The graft did not grow well, so It hurts to have to pull apart and reconnect again at this old age.
^(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.-) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
