A Self-Rescue Guide for Thousands of Suspects [Quick Transmigration]

He took out the remaining half pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one between his teeth, and entered the ward password.

The mental strength recovered after the fourth world allowed Feng Ye to easily invade the smart console of the entire inpatient department. With the help of 001, he could delay the time for more than 15 minutes without being noticed.

"001." Feng Ye called out vaguely, put his palm against the password door, and slowly pushed it open.

The smoke circled in front of his too long forehead and spread out in all directions.

Feng Ye didn't seem to have the consciousness of going into the ward to smoke. His dark eyes scanned the surrounding equipment, and he walked towards the bed while listening to the signal sent by 001.

"On the first floor of the inpatient department, the scan is complete, and there is no abnormality."

"On the second floor of the inpatient department, the scan is complete, and there is no abnormality."

……

"The fifth floor of the inpatient department, the scan is complete, and there is no abnormality."

After the mechanical voice reported the information, he spoke again, "Colonel, you have to unfasten the buckle before you can unplug the wire."

"Understood." Feng Ye touched the man's face, and the movement was not so gentle as he tore off the hospital gown on the man's chest, and pulled off a bunch of colorful wire tubes near the heart.

Feng Ye's fingertips rested on the skin of his chest, staring at the two letters of FY dyed with ink-colored patterns, rubbing his fingertips around the hypertrophic scars, it was a bit rough, and he didn't know what kind of three-nothing shop it was made in.

"Colonel, there are still 10 minutes." 001 reminded, "The firewall of the inpatient department is undergoing a routine scan, and the progress is 35%."

"Ah."

Feng Ye looked away from the man's chest, and started from the beginning, first removed a ventilator that was not working at all, then the nutrient solution needle, fingertip shock device, blood pressure monitoring belt...

His movements were quick and somewhat rude, his brows were also furrowed, and his cold appearance made it look like he was not saving people at all, but a kidnapping that destroyed expensive medical equipment by the way.

"Scan progress 88%."

Feng Ye finished everything when all the display screens around him began to flash dangerous red lights. He was glad that he turned off the alarm anyway, otherwise he would have been caught by the mercenary when he unbuttoned it according to his own method. Surrounded.

The man was lying peacefully on the hospital bed, ignorant of everything that happened around him. Feng Ye frowned and looked at him, with a word protruding from his lips, "Yan Ran."

Derived.

I should have known you from the first life.

He sighed.

001 interrupted unceremoniously: "There are still 5 minutes, the firewall routine scan is completed, and the three anchor points you set are found and are being analyzed."

"Go analyze it." Feng Ye exhaled a puff of cigarette, and the ashes from the cigarette butt fell on Yan Ran's chest with his exhaled breath, Feng Ye wiped it with his thumb, but it couldn't be wiped clean.

He quickly pulled up the collar of the man and put him on his shoulders.

He pushed open the glass window of the isolation ward, the alarm sounded suddenly, and red light swept across the entire building in an instant.

Feng Ye clicked his tongue. He didn't expect that there was an alarm here. The alarm by the window was independent from the inpatient department. It seemed that it was newly installed at the back. It was his negligence that he didn't realize this.

Feng Ye grabbed the man on his back and glanced out. It was less than 20 meters high, and the lawn was below, 20 meters away from the outer wall of the hospital, which was enough.

"Trigger the alarm device, and the firewall has deciphered an anchor point." 001 paused, "Colonel, according to the data analysis, the system recommends that you flee the scene immediately, a team of ten heavy fire mercenaries is rushing upstairs, it takes about 2 minutes arrive."

"Got it, you're so long-winded." Feng Ye tore off the curtain on the side, tore it into [-]cm strips and pinched them into strands. He passed the strips through Yan Ran's arms, waist and thighs, tightly Tied behind his back, stepped on the windowsill.

"The firewall has deciphered two anchor points, and the mercenaries still have 30 seconds to arrive."

Without the system's reminder, Feng Ye could already hear footsteps going upstairs. He glanced back, and through the reflection of the glass in the isolation ward, he vaguely saw a mercenary running fast with a large-caliber light gun on his back.

Feng Ye stepped on the window sill with his other foot, and jumped down the moment the mercenary raised his gun.

boom--

The super-strength bulletproof glass window shattered.

Feng Ye's black hair danced wildly in the air, powerful mental power burst out from the "domain", and was transmitted from the cerebral cortex to every cell, instantly changing Feng Ye's musculoskeletal state, making him fully strengthened in a short time.

He took out a dagger, and lightly inserted it into the cement brick wall during the extremely fast fall. The friction made the entire descent a little slower.

Feng Ye looked up, and the mercenary had already run to the window, and a black gun barrel was pointed at him vertically.

Feng Ye gritted his teeth and cursed.

"Yan Ran, if you don't wake up, I'm going to die."

He fell to the ground quickly, the reinforced muscles well protected the bones of the whole body, Feng Ye did not hesitate for a second, dodging the second bullet from upstairs.

At this time, I can only be thankful that the other party is holding a light gun with a buffer period, otherwise I would have been shot into a hole long ago.

Just when Feng Ye was thinking this, he saw seven or eight guns fired from the window on the sixth floor with a blank expression, all aimed at him and the man on his back.

Feng Ye cursed in his heart, "001, anchor point?"

"Drip, it has been detected that the other party has scanned everything."

Feng Ye suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly ran towards the outer wall of the hospital.

His keen hearing heard the sound of a bullet being loaded behind him, but it didn't matter now.

3, 2, 1—

A huge explosion sounded in the isolation ward on the sixth floor, and a burst of thick black smoke covered the muzzle of the gun and squeezed out the window.

Feng Ye intentionally buried three anchor points on the sixth master console, all buried in the equipment in the isolation ward.

Because medical equipment consumes a lot of energy, he specially set up a trap for the hospital firewall. As long as the firewall is successfully cracked, the equipment in the ward will short-circuit in an instant, causing an explosion.

Feng Ye glanced back, seeing thick smoke billowing, and the hospital was full of noise.

He tightened the cloth strips on his body, and jumped out of the wall.

He didn't take a taxi home in a hurry, but the cat walked into the alley in the family area of ​​the hospital.

This is the first old accommodation area built by the alliance, and there is almost no monitoring.

Feng Ye carried the 140-jin big man and put him next to the trash can, finally heaving a sigh of relief.

At this time, the cigarette burned to the end, was crushed by the young man on his toes, and thrown into the trash can.

"I'm a hero who saves the beauty. You can agree with me when you wake up." Feng Ye muttered, putting his ear on the man's chest and listening.

Well, the heart is still beating, it seems that he should have been tied out of the isolation ward long ago, so as not to die so many times in the mission.

Just as he was about to move his head away, a thrust enveloped him suddenly.

Feng Ye froze for a moment, then suddenly relaxed.

A wide palm gently stroked the young man's head, sliding from top to bottom like a cat.

"Feng Ye." A familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded above his head.

Feng Ye half propped himself up, and knelt in front of the man, next to the smelly trash can of residential buildings.

"You're so slow." Feng Ye raised his head, glanced across the other's handsome face, paused in his pale eyes, and suddenly said, "It seems that you have indeed given me a lot of hints."

"What happened to your memory?" Yan Ran's fingertips rested on the back of Feng Ye's neck, the youth's spiritual realm was infinitely open to him, he chased into a piece of snow-white light, and found a trace of artificial cutting.

"I don't know." Feng Ye raised his head and pressed against his lips, "I don't seem to remember anything, but I seem to remember everything when I saw you."

"...Colonel." Yan Ran suddenly stopped, looking at Feng Ye with some complicated light brown eyes, "You seem to have changed a bit."

"Changed?" Feng Ye frowned, "What?"

After the strenuous exercise just now, some blood finally appeared on Feng Ye's face.

Yan Ran shook his head, bowed his head and kissed back, "Because a little clingy..."

Feng Ye was stunned for a moment, and couldn't find the scenes of how he got along with men before in his memories.

He raised his head, "Isn't it good?"

"Okay, very good." Yan Ran's lips rubbed against the tip of his nose, Feng Ye flinched at the magnetic voice.

Yan Ran kissed him from the tip of her nose to the corner of his lips, and covered the frantic head in front of her eyes.

Almost parting from life and death, the long-accumulated longing made the man a little uncontrollable, and his lips and teeth intertwined with the sound of water that made people blush.

He let go of Feng Ye dumbfounded, and kept his gaze fixed on the young man in front of him.

"Although I really want to go home with you and kiss you immediately, but there are obviously more important things to do now." Feng Yehong coughed with his ears.

It just so happened that an aunt who was throwing garbage walked in outside at this time, and when she saw Feng Ye and Yan Ran suddenly oops, she covered her eyes and left without putting down the garbage.

"..."

Feng Ye looked at the posture where he was sitting on Yan Ran's lap, stood up embarrassingly, and stretched out his hand, "Can you get up?"

Yan Ran held Feng Ye's palm, and the same strong super S-level mental power instantly repaired the stiff leg nerves.

Even after lying in the ward for nearly half a year, the man's muscles still remained in the abdomen unscientifically.

Feng Ye moved his eyes away from the middle of his open hospital gown, without any sense of guilt for breaking the buttons of his clothes.

"What do you know?" Feng Ye returned to the topic, "Why were we hunted down by someone in the Garden of Eden?"

"Some traitor's secrets." As soon as this was mentioned, Yan Ran's face darkened, and he grabbed Feng Ye's wrist, "I didn't expect him to be so bold that he would dare to directly transmit false information, trying to kill us In the hands of the Zerg."

Feng Ye listened silently, trying to piece together some forgotten things.

The only fragmentary memories he had left were the abandoned mechs and the vast night sky. Everything about the war and Yan Ran seemed to be severed by a knife, and they couldn't be connected no matter what.

"General Secretary of the Alliance, Qin Xiaofan." Yan Ran spit out a name coldly between his teeth, "The largest interstellar pirate gang that colluded with him was wiped out by the First Legion, which is equivalent to losing hundreds of millions of units of income every year. Since then He hated us both."

Feng Ye looked up, and Yan Ran pinched his earlobe.

"When you defended against the invading Zerg, that dog deliberately gave false information and concealed ten times the number of enemy troops, which caused us to miscalculate the enemy's military situation." Yan Ran's last sentence was almost scolded by gritted teeth. , "If the reinforcements didn't come quickly, we would have died there long ago."

"I remember." Feng Ye said, "I remember you dragged me out of the cockpit."

He slid across the scar between his chest and abdomen through a thin T-shirt, turned sideways under Yan Ran's gaze, "You put the last of your spiritual power into my "domain", it's that spot of light. "

"Yes." Yan Ran frowned and stepped forward to grab Feng Ye's wrist.

Regardless of the young man's struggle, he lifted off the T-shirt.

A hideous scar was left on the original white and flawless skin, and no one could predict the pain when the wound was formed.

Feng Ye noticed that the man's mood suddenly became gloomy, so he raised his hand to touch his face comfortingly.

"I'm completely unconscious." He suddenly smiled, "Thanks to the attending doctor you arranged, otherwise I wouldn't be alive today."

Yan Ran glanced at Feng Ye lightly, and gently slid her fingertips across the scar on his chest.

Feng Ye trembled slightly, grabbed the man's arm, "Hey, boyfriend, at least go back and do this kind of thing again."