MTL - Right on Target-Chapter 23 flicker

The inspector kept his word and arrived in time.

"Your medical kit is in place," Dongfang opened the back door, climbed in, and said to Xiao Gu, "It's all right, bro, let me see the wound."

"This bite is very accurate," Xiao Gu's face was pale, his arms trembling slightly due to the pain, "Can you do it?"

"The officer is watching." Dongfang opened the medical box, "I have to do it if I can't. This bug has to be removed, can you hold back and stop vomiting later?"

Xiao Gu gasped: "I want to vomit right now."

The black worm has a simple structure. If you want to pull out the needle, you have to peel off its skin first to see its infusion device. This matter is easy to say, but the process is very disgusting, and if it is not done properly, blood will splatter.

"Its infusion tube is very thin," Su Heting heard the inspector approaching him, "Leave it to me."

The space between the seats was narrow, and Su Heting and the inspector were shoulder-to-shoulder. He saw the hand with clear wrist bone supporting his hand, with a cold breath, ready to take over his dagger.

Su Heting cherishes words like gold: "OK."

The inspector stretched out his hand and held Su Heting's hand. He stretched his finger forward and touched the **** and sticky short knife: "Okay."

Su Heting withdrew his hand, the fingers were dirty, but there was a little coolness on the back of his hand.

The inspector raised his eyelids and glanced at Xiao Gu: "Close your eyes, don't throw up, the place is too small to clean up."

Xiao Gu's snot bubbles came out, and he closed his eyes tightly: "I didn't want to open my eyes, you can do it, sir, I won't look!"

The inspector immediately peeled the skin.

Su Heting was still staring at the inspector's hand, watching the knife cut through the soft flesh... He persisted for a few seconds, then quickly turned his head away.

-vomit.

The infusion tubes of the black worms are all buried in the flesh, presenting a slightly curved arc. The syringes connected to each infusion tube are different, intertwined and entangled near the head. It has only a layer of soft, dry and wrinkled skin on the outside, the texture is close to that of a rubber glove, and it can't even catch the meat when it is pulled off.

The car is full of pungent fishy smell.

"It has a steel ring on the suction cup at the bottom, you can save it for later use," Dongfang liked to see it, "The steel teeth can also be used as chopsticks..."

Xiao Gu almost spat out: "Stop talking!"

Dongfang grinned: "Make the best use of everything, make the best use of everything."

As soon as he made jokes, the atmosphere improved.

The inspector was skillful and took a few minutes to deal with the black worm, put the cut off part into the isolation bag, fastened the mouth, and said, "Pull the needle."

The process of pulling out the needle is more exciting than peeling.

At the beginning, Xiao Gu's consciousness was still clear, and he could argue with Dongfang, but as time passed, his arm began to swell, and the pain burned his consciousness, making him gradually fall into a semi-comatose state.

"Doomsday..." Xiao Gu murmured like a nightmare, "The entire old world was blown up...my wife and children..."

"Your wife and children are all in the place of survival." Dongfang always paid attention to Xiao Gu's body temperature, "I will see you when we go out."

"We..." Xiao Gu leaned against the back of the seat, his lips moved, "When will..."

The car was a little quiet, Xiao Gu's sleep talk was intermittent, and Su Heting could only hear the words "human" and "sir".

"Hurry up, hurry up." Dongfang comforted casually, and turned on the cooling mode. Wearing a mask, he glanced at Su Heting and the inspector: "You two better go wash and disinfect, and let Huazhi come and watch for me."

Su Heting said, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Dongfang paused, "We're lucky this time."

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When Su Heting got out of the car, he realized that he was covered in sweat. He found the water pipe at the automatic car wash across the road, squatted down, studied it for a while, and cold water gushed out.

The sun here is shining in the sky, and the heat waves on the ground are floating. Su Heting was not resistant to heat, and with his ears folded back, he heard that the inspector was instructing Yu Cheng to dispose of the armed box.

Su Heting washed his hands for a while, washed away the dirt between his fingers, and then washed the back of his hands.

"My time is up," he said to the footsteps behind him, "I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until the next night, so I can say goodbye to you in advance."

The inspector looked at Su Heting.

Su Heting was confused, thinking that the inspector was unwilling to squat down. He pricked up his ears again, and while listening to the sound, he asked, "Don't you wash your hands? Come here and let me wash it for you."

The inspector was silent for a long time, and squatted down beside Su Heting, who was also taller than Su Heting.

Su Heting didn't want to lose, so he straightened his back silently. He moved his feet very generously to make room for the inspector to stretch out his hand.

The inspector was very obedient and stretched out his hand.

Su Heting raised his head, faced him face to face, and asked in surprise, "Aren't you rolling up your sleeves?"

The inspector didn't move, his dark eyes didn't blink, and the outline of Su Heting was reflected in them. I don't know if it's an illusion, but Su Heting feels that his gaze is different from the previous few times, and there is a vague dissatisfaction.

Su Heting: "?"

Is it because I haven't served you well buddy?

The inspector waited for a while and said, "You said you would help me rush."

"... That's right." Su Heting clamped the water pipe, and it was the first time in his life that he rolled up his sleeves for someone else. He was clumsy and folded the inspector's cuffs in a mess, and he was quite satisfied: "Forgot, sorry, just leave it like this, as long as it doesn't get wet."

Su Heting held the water pipe in one hand and grabbed the inspector's fingertips with the other. Both of them are big men, so it feels strange to hold hands suddenly. Fortunately, there is cold water, which can dilute the strange atmosphere.

"How long have you been here," Su Heting asked suddenly, "four years?"

The inspector lowered his eyes, looked at his hands, and replied perfunctorily as always: "Forgot."

"Okay," Su Heting shook the water pipe, "If you answer like that, I won't come next time."

As soon as these words came out, Su Heting's fingers were tightly gripped by the inspector. The water hose sprayed on the arms of the two people in a "piercing" way, soaking the sleeves.

The inspector said after a while, "Five years."

Su Heting couldn't figure out why he had to shake hands for five years, but he upheld the friendship and friendship, and didn't throw the inspector over the shoulder. Instead, he said "um—", as if the topic was very serious.

The inspector asked, "Are you still here?"

Su Heting made another "hmmm" out of nowhere, as if he couldn't withdraw his hand if he didn't agree.

The inspector didn't quite believe it: "Can you wear a bell?"

Su Heting said: "...Dai." He silently answered "Yes" in his heart.

When the inspector got the answer, he let go of his hand, took the water pipe, and wanted to turn off the water.

Su Heting realized later, grabbed the inspector by the corner of his clothes, and did not let him go: "Don't you have the ability to predict?"

Just as the inspector was about to say something, a "ding" sound came from Su Heting's head.

Oops, time is up.

"The punishment zone experience is over.

"Please keep breathing and prepare to come back to reality.

"three two…"

The corner of the inspector's clothes moved slightly. He watched Su Heting let go of his hand and disappeared on the spot. The water pipe was still spraying water "cracking" and wet his trouser legs. He stood alone with empty fingers.

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Su Heting fell into a dizziness for the second time, as if he just got off a jumping machine. As soon as he opened his eyes, he resisted the urge to retch and supported the seat. The scorching sun disappeared and was replaced by the air-conditioning wind in the room. The wind chilled his back and made his nausea worse.

"Shut it off," Su Heting buried his face in his arms, "Stop blowing it."

"You disappeared in the penalty area for twenty-three hours." The eldest sister propped her head on her face and stirred the cold medicine with the other. "If your life monitor was not normal, I would have thought you were dead."

"Your information tracking is too bad." Su Heting pressed his hungry stomach, raised his eyebrows slightly, "I went deep alone."

The eldest sister looked at him with sharp eyes: "Where have you been?"

"Run for your life," Su Heting said, "after sunset is the time of massacre, and it's easy to die if you stay where you are. I ran from the on-line to the off-line, and I was half dead from exhaustion. Why don't you talk about it after I finish eating?"

"Stop doing this," the eldest sister pressed her head to open the three-dimensional projection of the punishment area, and found the twinkling stars from the lines. "You met the inspector here, and then disappeared. Where did you go?"

"I said run for my life." Su Heting leaned back in his chair and leaned back, "You said that the inspectors would kill undercover agents like me. I saw him when I was online, so of course I wanted to run away."

The eldest sister stared at him without saying a word. After a while, she relaxed and continued to stir her cold medicine: "Where did you go? I don't even have time to send a text message."

"You can't even track me, how can I send a text message?" Su Heting thought a lot, and raised his hand to rub the corner of his mouth, where the scar from the gun **** was completely healed. He looked head-to-head with his eldest sister, smiled suddenly, and said flickeringly: "There are shields in the penalty area, you know? The main **** system is alert to you, and those perverse artificial intelligences don't want to be spied on at all. Or, I guess, they Know what you're looking for."

The eldest sister nodded, "Impossible."

"Why is it impossible?" Su Heting pretended to be mysterious. "I thought about it carefully. The time-limited hunting is a black panther experiment, and the relevant information has been blocked. Except for the main **** system, who would reveal the information of the super-evolutionary system Jue to you? This group of artificial Maybe the intelligence is waiting for you to throw yourself into the trap, and I am the cannon fodder for the charge."

Neither of them told the other the truth. This cooperation was coercion from the very beginning, but Su Heting's fabrication was not unreasonable in front of the eldest sister.

The eldest sister is not the boss of Xingtian, and her information about Jue also comes from a higher level, and the fact that Xingtian's interface can sneak into the penalty area is very strange in itself. She is guessing about many things, and she can't judge the truth or falsehood at all.

"One more thing." Su Heting held his chin, his eyes full of suspicion, and continued to flicker, "You said that the inspector has the ability to predict, why do I feel that there are undercover agents hidden among you?"

The monk who had been sitting in the corner said without hesitation, "Impossible." The other two looked at him. He folded his arms, still worried about his father, and shook his head seriously, very firmly, "Xing Tian bet on all his wealth To ensure the safety of the living place, hundreds of us people died in the attack. I believe, no, I firmly believe that there will be no systematic undercover in Xingtian."

The monk's eyes were deep.

He considers himself an ordinary person, but in the new world, he still retains a little bit of lofty belief.

"You don't understand the meaning of Xing Tian." The monk put his hands on his knees and looked at Su Heting. "'Xing Tian' means that even if human beings are beheaded, they will continue to fight against the main **** system." He paused for a moment, his tone Affirmed, "We are the fire of resistance that will never be extinguished in the new world."

"I wish you victory in the battle," Su Heting applauded emotionlessly, not wanting to discuss Xing Tian any more, "Can we eat now?"