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

Feng Ye's ears were red up to his collarbone, and he pulled off his clothes indiscriminately. Yan Ran's fingers still felt numb after leaving his abdomen for a long time.

The man raised his hand to touch the corner of his eyes in distress, when a message popped up from Feng Ye's bracelet.

001's indifferent electronic broadcast interrupted the gentle atmosphere next to the trash can, "Three seconds ago, the alliance news said that the military hospital was attacked by terrorists/molecules, the patients in the inpatient department on the sixth floor were kidnapped by robbers, and the isolation ward was severely damaged by the explosion. Three people were seriously injured and seven people were slightly injured, and another doctor sent by the Garden of Eden was mentally attacked and is still in a coma..."

"Kidnapped by robbers?" Yan Ran showed a slightly confused expression, "You mean I was kidnapped?"

"Well, that's right." Feng Ye hummed embarrassingly, his act of pulling the ventilator and tearing the curtains just now was indeed a bit like a kidnapper who committed all kinds of crimes.

He lowered his head and clicked into his identification code. In less than half an hour, his authority was completely marked in red, and a red warning of "Stunts Wanted" was placed on his expressionless identity photo.

He shook his head and glanced at Yan Ran, "I'm wanted."

Feng Ye didn't expect that guy to move so fast, he could infiltrate Eden's internal system in an instant, and directly issue a warrant.

According to his original plan, he wanted to go back and retrieve the Qingluan mecha, and when Yan Ran regained consciousness, he would use his direct access authority to ask the alliance to send troops, and wipe out that mouse and all the mouse shit below.

"The plan needs to be changed." Feng Ye said in a deep voice, "My private apartment must have been monitored, and now it is a bit troublesome to call Qingluan, and I can't enter the alliance with my authority, so I can only go directly to the Qin Xiao you mentioned Fan confronted him face to face."

"Colonel, are you going to go so bare-handed?" Yan Ran held Feng Ye's hand, and raised his brow sharply in the other's eyes of "what else?"

"My authority is still there. Although I can't go straight to the high-level like you, Colonel, it is still more than enough to enter the arsenal of the First Army." He inserted his fingertips into the opponent's fingers and interlocked his fingers. "I remember that I stored it somewhere With the spare mecha... can the mecha still operate?"

"I'm not going to lose my memory to this point." Feng Ye said sullenly, "How do we get there? After the news came out, the police force in the central city area was at least doubled."

"Don't worry." Yan Ran glanced outside the alley, "I have to change clothes first, I remember Tong Yuan rented a house here."

This is the old community attached to the hospital. It was originally built as a low-rise nursing home. With the development of science and technology, the water and electricity network system was repaired and repaired. Finally, the originally spacious corridors between the buildings were squeezed into alleys, which is convenient for two people. people hide.

Yan Ran familiarly pulled Feng Ye across a courtyard wall full of creepers, and turned inside. Inside were two small four-story buildings in a row, with a total of four households living in a split-floor apartment.

It was working time, Feng Ye mentally scanned the surrounding area, except for a cat, he found no other signs of life.

Yan Ran was also keenly aware of this, approached the house to the east, turned around and waved to Feng Ye.

"Do you have the key?" Feng Ye saw that he was wearing a hospital gown, gave up his fantasy, and asked instead, "Break the window or break the door?"

"Turn through the window." Yan Ran suddenly smiled, took out a very thin wire and lightly opened the inner lock of the window, he pushed open the window, and stretched out his hand to Feng Ye, "Come in, Feng Ye."

After the two entered, they carefully closed the window and wiped the shoe prints on the window sill.

Feng Ye asked casually, "Where did your wire come from?"

"It was broken on the trash can just now." Yan Ran replied, and turned to find that Feng Ye's face was a bit uneasy.

He just touched Yan Ran's fingertips trembling, hesitantly asked, "Where is the bathroom?"

Yan Ran laughed angrily at her boyfriend's disgusted expression, put her arm over Feng Ye's shoulder, and flicked him on the forehead before he could stand still.

"..." Feng Ye frowned, "Let me go and let me wash my hands."

Before he finished speaking, he was pinched in the face again, and then Yan Ran let go of the young man, "The corner of the stairs, let's go."

"You go too." Feng Ye grabbed the man's wrist and forcibly dragged him into the bathroom.

Because he didn't know whether Yan Ran touched the trash can with both hands, Feng Ye buried his head under the faucet and washed his face until his eyelashes were dripping wet, then he got up and grabbed his boyfriend's hands and stuffed them into the sink.

Yan Ran stared closely at Feng Ye's side face with downcast eyes, scrubbing herself with those beautiful hands with well-defined knuckles.

Feng Ye squeezed some hand sanitizer, and the two of them stuck their fingers together slickly, and the mint-flavored foam was washed away by the water.

Yan Ran's Adam's apple trembled, staring at the slowly condensed drop of water on the tip of Feng Ye's eyelashes, which landed on the back of the young man's hand when he raised his eyes.

"It's finished." Feng Ye raised his hand and flicked Yan Ran's forehead in retaliation, leaving a small red mark.

He froze for a moment, the man stared at him with fiery eyes, and his head moved closer and closer.

After waking up, they kissed for the second time. Without the interruption of the trash can, Feng Ye was very involved in the kiss this time. He was picked up and sat on the sink, his slacks loosely leaning against the man's waist and abdomen.

The buttonless hospital gown didn't hinder him at all, Feng Ye was forced to raise his head to accept the forceful kiss, his palms were hot.

The small bathroom suddenly became stuffy, and the scars running through his chest and abdomen were gradually stained with red, lying on the man's shoulder trembling slightly.

The body's reaction was a little strange, the tip of Feng Ye's mouth and nose was filled with moisture, congealed in a small corner of Yan Ran's collarbone fossa, that bone was bitten by sharp canine teeth, forming a series of markings.

……

After packing everything, Yan Ran put a loose black T-shirt and sweatpants in Tong Yuan's closet.

The blush on the tips of Feng Ye's ears hadn't faded away, and he took a look outside with the blackout curtains on his hands.

"Inspectors have entered the community." His voice was a little hoarse, "Air control has already started."

"It's okay." Yan Ran unpacked a pair of the latest sneakers in the box and put them on his feet, "We don't go in the air."

"Tong Yuan wakes up and has to work hard with you." Feng Ye glanced at the limited edition logo on the shoe box and said truthfully.

"I can't go fighting in hospital slippers." Yan Ran patted the shoes that fit well, "I'll buy another pair for him."

Feng Ye, who has experienced high school scripts, knows the importance of limited edition sneakers to men, he glanced at his boyfriend sympathetically, and clapped his hands, "Let's go, Adjutant Yan, take me to your private arsenal base to have a look." .”

After 10 minutes, Feng Ye realized what Yan Ran meant by not flying in the air.

The man unhesitatingly lifted the manhole cover under the carpet at the back door of the townhouse, and waved to Fengye, "Colonel, come down."

With a cold handsome face, Feng Ye stepped down on the iron horizontal pole embedded in the well wall.

"Don't worry, it's just a little grayer here, and there's nothing weird about it." Yan Ran explained, "The drainage system of the alliance was replaced with an ecological cycle pipe 50 years ago, and the sewer has long been a decoration, and many wastes have been abandoned. It’s been a year, and the killing will be carried out every three months, not to mention rats and even bugs.”

Feng Ye rolled his eyes, the trembling tenderness in the man's arms just now was probably just Yan Ran's fantasy, anyway, he couldn't see it at all now.

Yan Ran took Feng Ye's hand and rubbed it flatteringly, "I'll lead you away."

The long-abandoned city sewer extends in all directions. According to Yan Ran, the straight-line distance to the center of the alliance is only eight kilometers, which is very convenient and fast.

Feng Ye scoffed at this statement, and stomped on the rotten old plank lying on the road.

Feng Ye turned on the lighting system on the bracelet, and the dark tunnel stretched back from his eyelids, and finally shrunk into a circle of vague shadows, reaching a place where even light could not illuminate.

This place is indeed as Yan Ran said, it is not too dirty, the gully of the sewer system has been completely dried out, a layer of dust has accumulated in the pipes, and there are no corpses of rats and cockroaches as imagined.

The underground is relatively spacious, and the walls on both sides are only poured with a layer of cement. The wilderness is as far away from the walls as possible to avoid stubborn dust.

Yan Ran spread his hands, made a look of "you see what I said" to Feng Ye, and walked in with her boyfriend.

The flickering light fluctuated with the pace. About 10 minutes later, Yan Ran led him through a corner, and some colorful patterns appeared on the walls on both sides, some of which were drawn with incomprehensible letters, and some were scary. Treacherous eyes.

Feng Ye moved closer and shook the bracelet. It should be made of chalk.

"Many teenagers like to come here to relax." Yan Ran smiled. "I used to come here too. I saw many patterns when I was in the Union Military Academy. Even the sewer cleaning every quarter has never been wiped off. .”

This was the first time in Feng Ye's memory that he heard Yan Ran talk about his past, he turned his head, "Have you ever told me this before?"

Yan Ran paused, "No."

Feng Ye walked in silently, but was pulled by the arm.

"Angry?"

"No..." Feng Ye helplessly let the other party pinch his fingers, he hesitated for a moment, "I was just thinking, I used to be a difficult person to get along with."

The sound of footsteps stopped in the empty tunnel, and the young man turned his head, "We seem to have been avoiding a problem. I was a little confused when I just woke up, so I didn't realize it until now. It doesn't seem normal."

Now Chang Yan Ran was silent, he stared at the young man with some amusement, as if he already knew what question the other party was going to ask next.

"We have been avoiding the fourth life in the script. I think normally, the first sentence we meet should talk about this, such as 'it's finally over' or 'Long time no see'." Feng Ye pursed his lips Taking a step back, just an arm's width away from Yan Ran, "But you said I've changed a lot—"

Yan Ran frowned slightly as he watched the distance between the two suddenly become farther away, and he patiently listened to the young man's questioning.

"Do you think that during our relationship, I fell in love with the characters in the script because of amnesia-even though those people are also you-do you feel that we betrayed each other?"

Just as Feng Ye uttered the last word, his jaw was suddenly grabbed, and he looked up at Yan Ran with that hand.

"Colonel Feng." The man breathed out between his lips, a little annoyed, "I'm really annoyed that you question me so much."

"I used to be the kind of character that made you have reservations about your boyfriend?" Feng Ye ignored the other party's unattractive expression, "Because my personality has changed, it will be easier to tell me about you now, just Just like when you said you would come here when you were in school, it would have been difficult to be so frank in the past..."

The sound stopped abruptly, Feng Ye's lower lip hurt, and the sweet smell of blood wafted between his teeth.

Yan Ran let go of Fengye, leaving a few fingerprints on his fair skin.

Feng Ye was thoughtful, "Are you angry?"

"Mad."