"Has your memory returned?"
Ignoring Zhan Jingyi's thoughts, Qin Hao smiled and picked up the cup, but he didn't drink it. He just took a deep breath with a happy look on his face.
"I have recovered a little, and I just remembered it just now."
Zhan Jingyi answered honestly, looked at him and asked, "But I know, you should be able to tell me something I don't know."
"It's normal to not fully recover."
Qin Hao smiled and said: "Although I was not involved in your affairs back then, since I met you in Qingcheng... I have been very interested in you. After returning to the organization, I checked you and found out something Very interesting stuff, do you want to know?”
After listening to his words, Zhan Jingyi was silent for a while, then raised his head slightly, his eyes as deep as a dark well with no bottom.
Then, he asked stiffly: "Who is that girl... to me?"
"Did you forget it?"
Qin Hao held the cup in his hand, gently turning the golden wine inside, and said with a smile: "Her code name is Gui Mei. There are no less than ten girls like her in our organization."
"The same thing I'm talking about here is really the same, from head to toe, exactly the same."
Hearing this, Zhan Jingyi's pupils shrank slightly.
The cup in Qin Hao's hand was brought to his mouth, but he never drank it. After a while, he shook his head gently and said with a self-deprecating smile: "I used to like wine the most, but later, in order to protect my sanity, , and my hands don’t shake when I kill people. I have quit for many years, but now I smell it again. The smell is still as fragrant, but my courage is less..."
After pondering for a moment, he made up his mind to drink it in one gulp.
However, Zhan Jingyi suddenly grabbed his wrist and whispered: "What exactly did you do to her?"
Feeling the strength of Zhan Jingyi's hand on his wrist, Qin Hao stopped and looked at the palm that grabbed him, slightly startled.
After that, he put down the wine glass with his other hand, reached out and picked up a document bag from the bar, and handed it to Zhan Jingyi.
When he was doing these actions, Zhan Jingyi had no intention of stopping him, he just let him do it, seemingly not caring at all whether he would suddenly change his face.
Seeing the document bag he handed to her, Zhan Jingyi frowned slightly, then under Qin Hao's gaze, he let go of his wrist, and then slowly tore open the edge of the document bag.
Inside the document bag, there were only a few thin pieces of paper, photos and other items.
Zhan Jingyi calmly pulled out the paper inside and looked through it slowly.
The top one was a printed mission report. It seemed a little old, and the pages were slightly yellowed.
This page mainly introduces tasks:
Qingshiya S-level mission: looking for the escaped Experimental Subject No. 1 and its clues
Mission description: In the year 242 of the Crescent Federation calendar, an armed invasion occurred in the Qingshiya secret laboratory, resulting in the death of twenty-five people. Experimental subjects No. 1, 2, and 3 were hijacked. Fortunately, the nearby mobile troops happened to switch defenses, and happened to be with The armed men who hijacked the experimental subjects met. During the fierce battle, Experimental Subjects No. 2 and 3 were recaptured, and twelve armed men were killed. Experimental Subject No. 1 disappeared.
After subsequent investigation, it was highly suspected that Ofali, who was the director of the laboratory at the time, was the mastermind behind the incident. During the arrest, Oufali mysteriously disappeared.
Note: Anyone who finds the whereabouts of the escaped Experimental Subject No. 1 and relevant clues, or provides relevant clues about Oufali, will receive the highest bounty paid by the federation.
The specific reward amount depends on the value of the information, brackets: up to 100 million yuan or more.
Brackets: The bounty can be replaced by precious metals of equivalent value or technology, intelligence, etc.
Task time limit: unlimited, long-term.
Target scope: Everyone.
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Zhan Jingyi patiently read the relevant information on the paper and studied it carefully. After confirming that he understood everything, he continued to look behind him.
After skipping a few pages of unnecessary nonsense and lengthy data, he came across a photo.
Behind the photo, the words "Oufali" were written in thick calligraphy.
Zhan Jingyi held down the photo, his temples twitching a little, and he didn't dare to look at the photo.
After hesitating for a long time, he slowly turned the photo over, and a middle-aged man in a white coat jumped into view.
In the photo, there is a middle-aged man who looks very elegant. There is a slight scar on the right forehead. It looks like a photo left while working in a certain research institute or other similar places.
The middle-aged man in the photo is wearing a white coat, has a slim appearance, a friendly and hearty smile, and a comfortable temperament.
Zhan Jingyi was silent, looking at this photo, and suddenly many messy pictures flooded into his mind.
Here, there is him on the operating table, wearing a mask, not caring about his life or death, and extremely indifferent.
There was someone who gave him a helping hand when he was wandering.
There is a scene where he is telling himself a bedtime story kindly.
There is a scene where he is practicing ancient martial arts with himself.
There is a scene where she knelt in front of his photo and cried bitterly after knowing that he was killed by Wang Fulin.
There are many different images...
All these pictures were intertwined and overlapping, some seemed real and some seemed fake. They kept appearing in Zhan Jingyi's mind, and then suddenly disappeared.
Eventually, all the pictures began to become transparent and disappear. Only in these pictures, the man's face remained, and then overlapped bit by bit, and finally overlapped with the person in the photo, completely matching it.
This is his master—Guan Shanhai.
This is the person who impressed Zhan Jingyi the most in his childhood memories.
It was the master who freed him from his wandering life, and it was he who taught Zhan Jingyi all the good and beautiful things in this world.
It is not an exaggeration to say that they are reborn parents, so Zhan Jingyi learned that his master was killed and why he would rather die than avenge his master.
"It turns out that he is also the director of a laboratory. No wonder he knows so much..."
When Zhan Jingyi saw this familiar photo and thought of his master, he felt a warm and somewhat hollow feeling in his heart...
This respected Master Guan has been killed and has left this world forever.
Zhan Jingyi looked at the photo, and for a moment, he remembered a lot of the past, and he subconsciously put the photo on the table.
He flipped through his fingers and looked at the last page of the document.
This is the newest page and the page with the most content, densely packed with text and printed photos.
Zhan Jingyi looked at it casually, and suddenly his pupils shrank suddenly. The content inside surprised him.
The "Experimental Subject No. 1" investigation task has been temporarily added.
According to the latest information, a spy was tracking a mutant from the Reincarnation Sect in the mountain city. They suspected that the mutant was related to Experimental Subject No. 1. After trying to organize the arrest, they failed, and only half of the information was destroyed.
After the data was recovered, it was learned that the mutant was arranged by the Reincarnation Sect and planned an event in the mountain city. The record of the event mentioned additional experimental subject No. 1 and mentioned the experimental data related to the "Experimental Subject No. 1". , and reported that the task had been completed, and the person reporting was suspected to be Ou Feili, the former director of Qingshiya Laboratory who had disappeared long ago.
It can be inferred from this that the escaped Experimental Subject No. 1 should be hidden in the mountain city.
Please confirm and report as soon as possible.
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Beneath the information was a scanned picture of a man.
The photo was blurry, but it was clear that a man wearing a peaked cap was walking down the street and was captured by the surveillance camera on the side of the road.
In the lower right corner of the scanned photo, there is a corresponding date, which was just two months ago, that is, the day when the other-dimensional world came to the mountain city.
The facial features of the man wearing the peaked cap were hidden in the shadows and he didn't look clear, but his facial features still made Zhan Jingyi feel particularly familiar.
Although this man was not handsome, Zhan Jingyi was not impressed by him at first, and maybe he would not recognize him even if he saw him.
But it happened that on that day, Zhan Jingyi was shot in the head by him. After he came back from the dead, he often saw this face in his subconscious dreams. At that time, on the rooftop, he stood On the right side of the old policeman, Uncle Liu, is also wearing a police uniform.
"Uh-huh!"
Zhan Jingyi stood up abruptly, his face stern, with an indescribable temperament.
"How could it be him?"
At this moment, Zhan Jingyi's brows furrowed tightly: "How could he be a member of the Reincarnation Sect?"
"Who is in contact with him?"
"The person mentioned above said that the person who communicated with him is Ou Feali... So, the master is still alive?"
In the empty bar, Zhan Jingyi seemed to be talking to himself.
At this moment, all his memories seemed to be confused. He suddenly discovered that some of the things he remembered were full of uncertainty.
His expression became a little distorted. He should obviously be confused and strange, but underneath, there was a hint of ferocity and gloominess.
This completely opposite expression seemed to split him into two halves.
The headache was dull and there was a hollow echo.
"Buzzing"...
As his expression changed, the candles on the bar suddenly began to shake.
Not only the candles, but the golden liquid in the four wine glasses on the bar was also gently swaying, and the wine bottles on the wine shelf behind the bar made a crisp sound.
Later, the wall clock on the wall in the bar, the tableware in the bar, and the dishes on the table all began to shake gently, as if a violent earthquake was brewing.
At the next moment, no one knows whether an earthquake of the largest magnitude will occur.
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PS: I don’t know if you all enjoyed watching it, but I enjoyed writing it anyway. The previous pitfalls are being filled in one by one, and the foreshadowing laid before is also appearing one by one.
Do you still remember the little policeman who shot the male protagonist in the first chapter of this book?
If you don’t remember, you can go back and read it.
