Oops, I forgot to bring the inhibitor [Interstellar]

It's just that it's too far away, even if you want to break your arm, you're still one step away from it.

'Put it away if you don't want to wear it on your hand. '

'Even if you really don't like it, you have to buy a new one before throwing it away. '

Yan Xuechi vaguely remembered what the other party said when she gave this ring to her.

But even though he said that, at that time Yan Xuechi saw that he had already worn a ring on his ring finger, which was the same style as the one given to him.

Although Yan Xuechi didn't bring it, she kept it on her body all the time.

The hand on the body does not feel that this thing is precious.

But once he was about to lose it, he tried his best to keep it.

Climb a little further.

Most of the body has been paralyzed, and the back half of the body can no longer exert any strength, starting from the feet, gradually losing consciousness.

Finally, Yan Xuechi gritted her teeth and grabbed the dusty metal ring on the ground.

Hold it tightly in your hand.

Darkness swept across, and the senses of the whole body were gradually fading.

Falling down in such a place, Yan Xuechi was not sure if anyone would save his life.

Or whether other belongings outside the body will be stolen.

But even if it is really not worth it, other things can be stolen by others.

Only about Lancer, no one can take it away.

When she was about to fall into a coma, Yan Xuechi's last move was to clenched her fists and ring tightly.

Long dream.

Didn't dream of anything substantial.

But going around and around, they all revolve around that person.

The surrounding environment seems to be... a funeral?

Yan Xuechi found that she was still standing upright, wearing a black suit, standing under the front steps of the church.

But Lancer was nowhere to be seen.

There are many people standing behind, most of them have unfamiliar faces.

Yan Xuechi had a bad feeling.

The coffin before the statue was still open.

It was like being hit on the head suddenly, and instantly realized who the person lying inside was.

...even though I know it's not true.

But this real sense of despair can swallow people up.

Yan Xuechi looked at herself, touched herself again, and found that she was still young.

longevity gene...

Only in the dream could Yan Xuechi realize this serious problem.

I will live longer than those around me.

Will watch them leave one by one.

Including Lancer.

Yan Xuechi had never thought about this question before.

After suddenly realizing it, he suddenly had an impulse from nowhere, completely ignoring the gazes of the people behind him, and rushed forward.

With the sharp edges and corners of the coffin, he slammed into his abdomen hard.

Generally possessed.

One time is not enough, but a second and a third time are needed.

The people around couldn't help it.

Sighs, screams, mixed with the long muffled toll of a death knell.

Yan Xuechi woke up in pain.

It seems that the surrounding environment is really in a church...

The rose window can faintly cast the sky light, and there are many people standing around, who are wearing the same clothes as in the dream just now...

"It is said that the anesthesia dose is not enough, and another injection, as well as the hemostatic needle, must be increased."

"But... even if the child can stay with another injection, there will probably be problems..."

"If you don't rely on medicine to stop the bleeding, this person will be gone, let alone his child." "Hurry up and operate to save people."

Even if you open your eyes, you can't see anything.

But from the conversation, it should be in the hospital.

It's not the kind of scary scene in a dream.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Xuechi felt another icy cold touch on her skin.

Feeling liquid pouring into the body, it slowly spread out.

The will, which was a little sober at first, began to slacken again.

The snow on An Jingxing hasn't stopped for more than half a month.

In the end, all the ministries basically issued notices of emergency shutdown, and the schools in An Jingxing also issued orders to restrict travel.

But the regular meeting of the military department is still going on as usual.

Lancer sat in the corner, peeking at the news on the bracelet.

According to the feedback from the royal family's private army, Yan Xuechi was suspected to have been found near the church, but he fled inside and could not be hunted down.

Lancer, the royal private army, has the right to use it.

But in the end, they all belong to the current supreme leader.

And these people are not Lancer faction.

Every time it's just one step away.

While lowering his head, Lancer noticed footsteps far behind him.

Quickly put away the bracelet and looked back.

The road to enemies is narrow, and the road to rivals in love is also narrow.

I saw He Zuo leaning on a cane with one hand, walking towards the seat on the other side step by step.

He Zuo didn't look at him, but sat upright silently, staring straight ahead.

The content of the regular meeting is similar to that of the past, and the work reports are carried out one by one, and the meeting can basically be adjourned if there is no major event.

The most important content is still behind.

After the meeting ended, Lancer looked at the instructions on the conference system and did not let himself go.

Still asked to stay in the meeting room.

He Zuo didn't leave either.

But the minister has already left.

Lancer realized who he was about to face.

Sure enough, after a while, a group of neat guards came in.

The protected person in the middle...the face is so familiar that it can no longer be familiar.

"Morning, uncle." Lancer greeted first.

"Two days ago, I received news from the police department that I met a young man. He didn't have a bracelet. I asked him for identity verification and gave it to the bishop of the church."

"It seems that the name is from the Mouton family, just like you."

He Zuo's hand on crutches trembled slightly.

"There is another search team, not sent by the police department, nor does it belong to the royal family. The military department has not launched a search for him yet."

Lancer felt that the other party's eyes turned from He Zuo to himself.

Lancer still stood upright, without wavering at all.

However, after watching for a while, the blond man's gaze finally moved away from Lancer and turned to He Zuo.

"When Yan Xuechi sneaked into the fighter plane parking lot at night, it was your identity verification that was entered."

"If there is no mistake in the investigation, he had something to do with yours when you were a student, but it was only when you were a student."

"Sorry, sir. Maybe I accidentally let him see it."

He Zuo's explanation was very blunt.

"How do you explain the provision of the asylum certificate? During your hospitalization, it was found that your device was searched for longevity genes."

"The things found have far exceeded the limit you need to know."

He Zuo didn't answer.

"I thought I was very smart, and thought I could find out something that the royal family didn't know."

"But as long as it's about this guy, everything we say and do is under our watch. It started not long after he was born."

He Zuo still didn't speak, and still hung his head.

"With this little means, do you want to hide the truth?"

"I don't feel worthy of General Murton having a son like you."

Lancer also remained silent.

Generally speaking, Lancer knew that this man would not be angry.

No matter how big a flaw in the work is, or even a command error in the war, it will not arouse his anger.

Lancer glanced at He Zuo.

It was completely different from the previous arrogance that made people angry just by looking at it.

Although Lancer can't compliment his character.

But in some respects... there are really two brushes.

It's not that she feels sorry for him, but just watching his end and worrying about her own safety.

"Selfishness touches encrypted files, how to deal with them according to federal laws, you know?"

"know."

"Any excuses?"

"No." He Zuo's voice could not hear any waves.

After the blond man finished speaking, he gestured to the guard behind him, "Take him to the interrogation office."

After watching He Zuo's car door, Lancer saw the other's eyes turned to himself.

Facing this familiar yet unfamiliar man, Lancer still stared at him for a while before lowering his head in apology.

"It's time to tell you."

"Ok?"

"The face was taken. Compared with the ID photo in the database, the machine shows that the face has 90.00% similarity."

After speaking, Lancer saw a pile of paper documents placed in front of him.

"He's not dead?" Lancer looked at it for a while, and when he spoke again, his tone was slightly raised.

Unbelievable written all over his face.

"What do you think?"

"Didn't you already experience it at that time?" Lancer's tone was still very calm, and he looked at the photo carefully, "I almost didn't recognize it, the difference is too big."

"I guess it doesn't feel like holding it, it's not as good as the new student I found recently—"

"This is in the military conference room." The blond man reminded with a straight face.

"Sorry." Lancer stopped the car in time and put down the documents in his hand, "Are you going to send me to search?"

"Haven't you already started to act?"

"You mean about the scouts?" "Sorry, without your permission. But let me explain."

"After all, I thought Inspector Yan was dead at the time, and it was my subordinates who deserted, so I asked them to search for the wreckage of the fighter plane, and hoped to capture this irresponsible man."

The blond man narrowed his eyes.

"They turned out to find nothing but wreckage."

"Look, it was the people from the police department who discovered him for the first time, and it was the troops around the emperor who ambushed him in the church."

"..."

Originally, he thought that Lancer would be secretive.

However, speaking out generously, the suspiciousness has been reduced a lot.

And at that time, the autopsy was indeed no problem.

No matter how it was verified, the blood sample provided was consistent with Yan Xuechi's reserved sample in the blood bank.

So there was always something wrong with the autopsy and the pursuers outside.

"Let's not talk about this."

"Several in vivo experiments on longevity genes have been successful, and they have basically stabilized. Transplanted into healthy adults, all of them have survived a safe period."

"Really? Congratulations." Lancer responded with a smile after listening.

"However, the experimental items that have been confirmed to be alive have been disposed of. The subsequent family pension work will be arranged by your subordinates."

The smile on Lancer's face suddenly froze for the most part, "Okay."

"Look at your itinerary, have you made an appointment at the pet hospital tonight?"

"Take the cat to reexamine the leg... the fracture is a little troublesome." Lancer was very confident when he said this, "If I remember correctly, Uncle Huang is planning to have a transplant operation the morning after tomorrow?"

"Ah."

Lancer didn't answer, just crossed his hands and put them on his chin.

"Go back and deal with work. There may be wars that need to be assigned to you. It's just at the end of the year that you have completed your military service, and you can leapfrog your rank at the beginning of the year."

"Okay, I'll take my leave first." After Lancer finished speaking, he smiled apologetically.

After watching Lancer walk out of the conference room, the blond man motioned for the secretary standing beside him to approach.

"The operation time was temporarily adjusted from this night to tomorrow morning."

"Now go to the research department to control the doctors and researchers, and don't let them get ready. Search the body directly and make sure that they don't have any communication equipment on them."

"Especially Ika. You must take off all your clothes. Then... check including the inside." "Check in the interrogation room, let me watch too."

"Also, the inspection process needs to be videotaped, so you don't need to wear gloves."