At noon on the third day when Yang Xuan was in coma, an off-road vehicle parked in the courtyard of the Tienmao Town Police Station. Two men and a woman got out of the car. One of the two men was strong and the other had eye-catching yellow hair. The leader was a short-haired woman wearing a tight leather jacket.
Seeing Zhang Wei and the mayor who were already waiting in the hospital, she opened her ID and showed it to Zhang Wei: "Zhang Lin, captain of the third team of the second branch of the Special Incident Management Bureau, Chuanxia City, these two are from our team. Member, now I need to check the corpse of the dog demon in the information you reported."
Zhang Wei brought a few people to the room where all the dog demon corpses were parked. Yang Xuan's iron whip that was broken into two pieces was also placed on a table nearby. These corpses had been parked for many days. Although the refrigeration facilities were turned on, the room was still cold. Somewhat smelly.
When she first entered the room, the woman named Zhang Lin winked at the sturdy man. The latter took out a palm-sized electronic instrument with three small spikes on the top and pierced it into the room. The giant dog demon pressed a button on its neck, and a number appeared on the instrument display. "The residual demonic power is 126, and it is estimated to be around 1800 when alive. As you guessed, it is a D-class top monster, close to C-class, captain."
Zhang Lin was holding an iron whip in one hand and inspecting it. She nodded softly when she heard this, then handed the iron whip to the strong man and asked him to put it in the car. He turned to Zhang Wei and asked: "You said he killed all the monsters in this room alone? Where is he now? Take us there."
"Yes, yes, that's right. He killed them all by himself. I was there when he killed these monsters and saw them with my own eyes." Zhang Wei replied, and then paused: "He is in the town hospital now, and he is probably still in a coma. If you haven't woken up yet, I'll take you there now."
After Zhang Wei drove out, Zhang Lin's car followed him all the way to the town hospital.
Arriving at the town hospital, he went to a separate ward in the inpatient department on the fifth floor. When Zhang Wei opened the door, a doctor came out of the ward, "Zhang, you are here to see the patient again. This little brother is in good condition now. All body functions are recovering in a good direction, and I will probably wake up in a day or two."
"Okay, I understand. Thank you, Dr. Song. You go ahead and do your work first. I'll bring the leader from above to see him." After seeing the doctor off, Zhang Wei and Zhang Lin walked into the ward.
At this time, Yang Xuan's face was calm, his breathing was even, and he was fine except for his pale face. He was lying on the hospital bed wearing a hospital gown and receiving fluids.
Without Zhang Lin's greeting, the man with yellow hair walked directly to the hospital bed and took Yang Xuan's hand. He held it gently and closed his eyes to feel something. After about five minutes, he turned to look at Zhang Lin: "Captain, inside his body The aura is different from ours, it doesn’t seem to come from absorbing crystals, but it has the same attributes as those Taoist priests in Longhu Mountain and Maoshan Mountain.”
Zhang Lin nodded when she heard this: "Wait for him for a day. If he doesn't wake up after a day, then just take him back to the branch." The other two people naturally had no objection. Then the three of them asked Zhang Wei for the general direction and drove directly out of the hospital to Xishan Cemetery.
Fortunately, Yang Xuan woke up around eight o'clock that night, and the hospital notified Zhang Wei immediately, and Zhang Wei called Zhang Lin immediately. When the four people arrived at Yang Xuan's ward, he was slowly drinking porridge from a packing box. When he saw Zhang Wei, a smile appeared on his face: "Brother Zhang, we meet again, who are these?"
Zhang Wei's eyes became slightly moist when he heard this, and he hurriedly adjusted his emotions: "Brother Yang, I'm so happy to see that you're awake. These are the leaders of the Special Bureau, who are here specifically to help you kill the dog monster. Let's talk about it. , I'll go out first." After saying that, Zhang Wei turned around and walked out of the ward and closed the door, but he didn't leave, and stood at the door of the ward.
In the ward, Zhang Lin was the first to speak: "I asked Zhang Wei and he said that when he took you back to the police station, you said you couldn't remember anything except your name. Now, has your memory recovered?"
"I only remember that I grew up in the north. After that, I moved twice or three times starting from the age of seven or eight to avoid the demon tide. The last time was when I was fifteen or sixteen years old, I moved to a suburb in the south. I remember The adults told me that it is very safe there, and I have never encountered a monster wave. I really can’t remember what happened after that." Yang Xuan began to organize language to explain identity information from the first time he was taken away by Zhang Wei and the others. , and adding some of the trajectories of life in the previous Song Dynasty, it is a mixture of truth and falsehood.
"What about your method of killing monsters? Killing those small monsters can be explained as martial arts. The hair of the big dog monster within a foot of its head has traces of flame scorch, and the piece of flesh is almost cooked. This is It was obviously caused by fire or thunder attack damage," Zhang Lin said.
"I really can't remember this aspect. I often have information about practice in my mind that may not surface at any time." Yang Xuan responded.
"Hey, brother, you are quite powerful. You almost killed the C-level dog demon all by yourself. Can you show us the spell you used to kill the dog demon?" The yellow-haired young man said with a smile.
"You call it magic, I'm used to calling it Taoism, but I'm afraid this will disappoint you. When this memory of practice emerged, a message told me that it can't be used indiscriminately except to deal with monsters, and it can't be demonstrated." Yang Xuan looked calm. responded.
Zhang Lin first glanced sideways at the yellow-haired young man. The latter rubbed the back of his head and smiled to hide his embarrassment, and then asked: "Can you please come with us? Your identity needs to be verified again at the branch. If there is no problem, you can choose Go live in the city you want to go or join our special office."
"If I don't go with you, will you take action?" Yang Xuan said after looking at Zhang Lin and the others.
"We won't take action, but no institution in China will give you proof of identity before your identity is verified, and you will never be able to live normally in urban areas." Zhang Lin paused and continued: "What we are mainly worried about is the monsters mixed in. Spy, we can't do an appraisal here, so please cooperate, it's best to go back to the branch with us."
Hearing what Zhang Lin said directly, Yang Xuan knew that the three people's actions this time were directed at him. He directly talked about the investigation of spies and made it clear that he was telling himself that even if he resisted, the three people would still be able to take advantage of him. Come on, it seems that I have to go on this trip, or I have to go if I don’t.
"It seems we can't go, so when will we leave?" Yang Xuan said with an indifferent expression.
"If you have nothing else to do, it's best now." Zhang Lin replied
"Can you give me some time? Please go out and talk to Zhang Wei for me and ask him to go out and buy me a set of clothes and shoes. My original outfit was almost destroyed when I was in Xishan Cemetery. I can't be allowed to wear this. Let's go with you all." Yang Xuan said half-jokingly, looking at the striped hospital gown on his body.
After hearing what Yang Xuan said, Zhang Lin nodded in agreement, and then asked the yellow-haired man to go out and explain to Zhang Wei. When the yellow-haired man came back, he brought three stools, and then the three of them sat down in the ward together.
Seeing this, Yang Xuan didn't say much, just picked up the unfinished bowl of porridge and started eating.
Zhang Wei came back soon and bought three sets from top to bottom according to Yang Xuan's figure, all of which were packed in a backpack.
When Yang Xuan opened his backpack, he found that there were not only three sets of luggage but also a stack of banknotes from this era. Seeing this, he took a deep look at Zhang Wei outside the door, who nodded in response through the glass on the door.
After the backpack was delivered, Zhang Lin saw Yang Xuan taking off his hospital gown and getting ready to change, turned around and went out, turned his back and stood at the door of the ward.
After changing clothes, Yang Xuan walked out of the ward with the other two people carrying his backpack, patted Zhang Wei on the shoulder and said take care, and then followed Zhang Lin straight to the door and got into the SUV, and then got into Zhang Wei's car. Wei watched and slowly left the town hospital and drove into the distance...
