006/Qiliu
The suddenly clear sky made many survivors of Heying Middle School cry with joy.
The joy of escaping death is mixed with the residual fear, and people are far more delirious than they appear.
In City A, the phone numbers of the police station and hospital were bombarded almost at the same time; some people rolled their eyes and started recording, preparing to contact reporters or put it on their own short video accounts.
However, these videos either failed to pass the review, or were restricted after review. A few of them slipped through the cracks, and the comments section was all "This AI special effect is really good."
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The rooftop of the teaching building.
Perhaps feeling murderous intent, or perhaps the shadow's complete departure, Zhou Mingzhe briefly came to his senses.
When he heard Xun Yu's words, his eyes showed fear, and his hoarse scream was almost broken: "What do you want to do? My father is Zhou Kaishun!"
Zhou Kaishun is a famous entrepreneur and real estate developer in City A. Mr. Zhou is indispensable to the fact that housing in the school district of City A can be so expensive.
Yingzhou's eyes fell on Zhou Mingzhe.
It was a cold, appraising look. It's like comparing two vendors in the wet market who sells more high-quality and cheap tomatoes.
This kind of Yingzhou was so unfamiliar that Zhou Mingzhe almost trembled under such gaze.
Due to the possession of the shadow, his body has been strengthened to a certain extent.
Zhou Mingzhe's injury can probably be saved with current medical technology.
Many people died in the school today. The exact number of people is unclear, but it is at least three digits, and one more person is normal.
Zhou Mingzhe struggled, holding back the severe pain in his body, and tried to escape from the rooftop.
But Xun Yu held him down with one hand and couldn't move. Zhou Mingzhe looked particularly embarrassed, like a shrimp flapping on the beach because it was stranded.
The huge force of suppression finally made Zhou Mingzhe realize the reality.
He looked at Yingzhou for help: "Yingzhou, Yingzhou! We are classmates! Who is this person? Is he your friend? Ask him to let me go! Aren't you short of money? I have your bank card In the bag!”
Zhou Mingzhe felt that these things could impress Yingzhou, and his mood at this time was extremely sincere.
Yingzhou said nothing. He picked up the coat on the ground, patted the dust, hung it on his arm, and then walked in the direction of Zhou Mingzhe.
Zhou Mingzhe looked at Yingzhou approaching, his expression became more and more frightened: "If there were any minor conflicts before, I apologize to you - I -"
"I'm sorry!" he screamed.
But Yingzhou just passed him straight.
It was as if Zhou Mingzhe did not exist at all.
Behind Zhou Mingzhe is the only entrance and exit to the rooftop.
"Ying Zhou!" Xun Yu stood up and wanted to follow him.
But Yingzhou turned his head and said coldly: "Don't come near me."
I went through too many things today. Ying Zhou is not only in pain now, but his brain also hurts. It was like someone had drilled a hole through it.
He no longer had the energy to deal with a stranger. And think about the other party’s purpose, why he appears, and who he is.
Xun Yu froze in place, the bulging blood vessels in his body slowly calmed down, and his whole person was very downcast.
Yingzhou stepped through the door and as soon as he entered the stairs, he saw Yuan Wenxin standing at the entrance of the stairs with a bandage on his arm. He didn't know how long he had been here.
"I thought you were going to kill him?" Yuan Wen asked in his heart.
After all, Tai Sui is not a generous person.
Yingzhou stopped, the sunlight from the window filtered in, and his pupils showed a very light pink.
These are obviously not eyes that ordinary people would have.
The distortion caused by the superpower is quietly changing his body.
Yingzhou spoke slowly: "There are surveillance cameras on the rooftop."
You will also be jailed for abetting murder.
I am still thirty days away from taking the college entrance examination. It's not worth getting into trouble for such a rotten person.
This answer was obviously beyond Yuan Wenxin's expectation: "Wouldn't it be better to cover it up?"
Yingzhou did not answer this question, but suddenly changed to another topic: "You must have wanted me to die at that time."
As long as Yuan Wenxin slows down for one second, he will definitely die.
Yuan Wenxin looked obviously stunned.
Yingzhou raised a mocking smile: "How does it feel to control other people's lives? Are you feeling fear, joy, or arrogance? Will you be afraid of such power, or are you eager?"
Yingzhou stretched out his hand, pushed away the person in front of him, and left without looking back.
Yuan Wenxin stood there, stunned for a long time, and then clenched his teeth.
Damn it, even though Yingzhou didn't say anything, he felt like he was being scolded.
Yingzhou walked to the elevator door and pressed the down button.
There was no one in the elevator.
Yingzhou's consciousness was slightly blurred. He was breathing heavily. He leaned against the metal wall of the elevator and began to gasp for air.
pain. The pain was indescribable and getting increasingly unbearable. It seemed like there were countless bugs biting his own flesh and blood inside his body.
His nose smelled a particularly strong floral fragrance, a strange mixture of gardenia and tuberose.
Because the fragrance was so strong, Yingzhou even felt as if someone had dripped essential oil on his nose.
"Well……"
He opened his mouth and could feel the blood rushing to his throat, and he couldn't resist the urge to vomit.
The moment he was about to burst out, someone covered his mouth from behind.
It's his shadow.
There is a grooming mirror in the elevator, and the light can identify people.
Yingzhou saw a dark figure standing behind him, even though there was clearly a wall behind him.
Shadow covered Yingzhou's mouth and raised his chin with his other hand.
The spilled blood did not drip on the ground, and was almost swallowed back intact.
Ying Zhou was speechless. The scenes in front of him that were beyond common sense made it difficult for him to calm down.
But he was really sleepy.
At the last moment of consciousness, Yingzhou saw the shadow behind him spreading out, wrapping him like a mist, and then slowly sinking into his body.
What was also restrained together was the choking sweet fragrance.
***
City A, Provincial Hospital.
Yingzhou was lying on the hospital bed. He had just woken up, his face was pale, and his eyes swept across the room, full of scrutiny and scrutiny.
He has been to the hospital many times, and this is the first time he has been admitted to the legendary "VIP room". The floor is made of pure wood, and the overall style is warm and elegant.
Even the lights are a warm goose yellow.
The bedside is also equipped with a full set of inspection equipment, and there is a dedicated elevator when you turn left when you go out.
It seems like you can't make over 3,000 a day, and you have to have a strong relationship with your family.
The door to the ward was not closed, and there were quiet conversations outside.
It sounded like his mother was talking to the attending physician.
"We have checked and found that Yingzhou is suffering from low blood sugar and anemia. Other than that, there is nothing serious."
In fact, doctors are also very strange.
Yingzhou was unconscious when he was brought here, with extremely low blood oxygen. There was no obvious external injury on his body, but he was on the verge of death by several indicators.
Especially the cardiac pacing, which is almost weak to the point of no heartbeat.
The hospital received the notice from above and knew that this person had a very tough background. All I can see is the declining physical indicators, but no lesions can be found. I was so anxious that I was running around.
Several doctors were busy from afternoon to evening, and the director of the department planned to invite a senior brother from far away in Xiehe to perform a knife operation. As a result, the patient's vital signs stabilized on their own.
Simply... a medical miracle.
The hospital was reluctant to discharge him. If you know this situation and study it carefully, the paper might be published in The Lancet.
"Oh, don't worry. A person named Yuan Wenxin has already paid for the hospitalization expenses for you. Just live in peace of mind."
"As for why he was unconscious, we are still looking for the reason. But in the process of self-repair, the body would sleep for a long time to reduce physical energy consumption. Please don't worry too much."
Yingzhou came back to his senses slightly.
His hearing seemed to be enhanced, but would return to normal levels with a slight shift in focus.
The doctor communicated with Xu Wenling for a moment, then turned and left.
After a while, Xu Wenling walked in.
Yingzhou closed his eyes, the oxygen mask still pretending to be on his face.
He could feel Xu Wenling touching his hair and wiping his face and hands with a wet handkerchief. Then he sat blankly by the bed and let out a low cry.
Xu Wenling stayed in the ward for a few minutes and then left.
She also has to go back to cook for her husband.
Yingzhou slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes were calm, even with an excessive indifference that closed the channel for receiving emotions.
It’s hard to describe the unexpected feeling of eating white rice in such grits.
Yingzhou spent most of his time studying and making money, and the only leisure time he had left was reading.
He had been obsessed with looking for answers to questions in books and proof that his mother loved him.
The book says that all relationship patterns are your own choices, and getting along with others is a game.
The book says that Xu Wenling's choice was to rely on her irascible and irritable husband to dispel her fear of the outside world. In this way, you can shirk your misfortune and cowardice to your horrible husband, and gain spiritual comfort from the abuse. *
Of course, the book also said that Yingzhou might be playing a game of "I'm good, you're bad" to find excuses for his indifference and alienation. *
Yingzhou didn’t want to go into details.
The shadow under the light suddenly stood up.
Because of the distortion of light, it looks tall and thin.
It tilted its head and looked at it for a moment, then bent down and wiped away the tears on Yingzhou's face.
This scene should look a little weird,
But Yingzhou's expression didn't change much.
The shadow sank back into the ground, like a fish, swimming on the floor. It came to the water dispenser and separated a dark black thread and wrapped it around the paper cup. It placed the paper cup at the water outlet.
Gurgling hot water flowed out.
Shadow actually knew that the water should not be too hot, so he took the hot water and mixed it with cold water.
When passing by the desk, he also picked up a bag of sugar.
Shadow held the glass of sugar water with a thin string and returned to Yingzhou's bedside.
It put the water on the bedside table.
Only then did Yingzhou say: "Thank you."
He took off the oxygen mask on his face, opened the drawer, found the TV remote control, studied it for a long time, and finally found the replay of the local news station.
"Recently, a major terrorist attack occurred at Heying Middle School, resulting in many deaths... The murderer has been shot dead on the spot."
"...Terrorist attacks mainly occurred in the high school teaching building."
"Currently, the school remains on lockdown."
The current time is displayed on the lower left side of the TV. 5-15, 9pm.
He was in a coma for four days.
Yingzhou watched the TV quietly, but his eyes were very wandering.
The brain's self-protection mechanism is very strong.
Yingzhou has a good memory, but when he recalls the scene at that time, it seems like he is separated by a layer of fog.
The news on TV hasn't finished yet. Yingzhou heard regular footsteps coming from outside the door.
Almost instinctively, Yingzhou felt that the other party was walking towards his position.
The sound of footsteps came from far to near.
After a while, there was a polite knock on the door.
"Hello, Yingzhou. Superpower Management Office, can you come in?"
