Touch

Most of the pictures in the dream are foggy, only the center is clear and familiar. During the three years of high pressure that have passed for a long time, I put my left hand in my pocket, and there is a small hand in my pocket that always points the front sight at the front and side of the body. From time to time, Also aim for the box on the right hand.The box on the right hand is always kept at an appropriate distance, and tied to the wrist with the nano-rope, which not only involves your own fresh pulse, but also involves the compressed explosive bombs in the box, ready to blow the holder of the box to pieces at any time.

The backpacker walks in front, with a shy baby face carrying all the weapons and equipment they need, often with a backpack half the height of a person, following behind the backpacker, step by step, sometimes taking a step forward, whispering to the front The person behind the box is also half of his guide who said a word or two, and then quickly returned to his original position.

I am the record holder of the highest back boxer in the T group. Others think that I am talented, but in fact there is no talent. The reason is due to the baby face who was originally a chatterbox, but code-named dumb.

Because of the difference of 0.3 points, the mute was specially approved to join the group. In the first two years, he was not allowed to act alone, and he appeared as a back box cover. In any mission, he never left Yang Xiu three meters away, that is to say, within the range of the explosion, If the person in the back box has any accident, the mute will accompany him to death.

Three meters around the backpacker is the distance of death. In the past, all the pressure was borne by the backpacker alone, ranging from a few months to as many as two years. Every backpacker would have serious psychological problems and had to retire.

Only Yang Xiu, the dumb man followed her all the time and never let her live alone.

During those years of service, two lives became one.

When Yang Xiu retired, the mute followed suit, and the two lives survived separately, but Yang Xiu had nothing, and the mute was her only vivid memory.

The scene of being by her side day and night is so familiar that after waking up from the dream for hours or even days, Yang Xiu, who was carrying the suitcase, always felt that the baby face was always there one meter away from her side.

Dawn turns to dark, and from dark to dawn, time ticks forward.

In the dark corner, there were several people crying, and several people were lying dead.

The Green Gang was the first to suffer. Even the big bosses didn't have such complete accounts. They were all stained with Santiaozi's blood and were handed over to the police.

A few days later, a small group with a vague connection to the Youth Gang, but with a small number of members and an excessively low-key profile, was completely emptied overnight.

Still a tragedy.

The police arrived ten hours late, and the corpses were crowded in the toilet. There was no serious injury, and all of them died of suffocation due to broken neck bones.The living room is full of old monitors, and dozens of screens are playing a series of jaw-dropping videos in a loop.

Each video is a different protagonist. The people in the video know nothing about the camera. Everyone is in a state of confusion. There are a few promiscuous women, some with jerky faces, who look like underage, and some who have been tortured to the brink of death, and the bed is covered with blood.In the most extreme cases, the loss of life can already be seen in the video.

All kinds of shouting and cursing were roaring and piercing.

The time was stuck within seconds. Two groups of people from the system found clues about Yang Xiu at different times, and stepped into the room at almost the same time. Everyone's faces were dumbfounded, uncertain.

When the special police and military officers frantically stored materials and plugged and unplugged the power supply, the video being played on a monitor, if people of the era watched it, most of them would find the protagonist a bit familiar. The girl let out a strange laugh while venting on her body, it was not Li Yanchang, whoever it was.

A secret that cannot be hidden is no longer a secret. In a very small inner circle, this matter spread rapidly. A few days later, Sullivan, who learned about this case through special channels, bought a plane ticket to Switzerland in a hurry, but he did not show up. In the video, he was not included in the liquidation, but in those horrible photos, he recognized a face. Not long ago, before the Chinese New Year, the photo of that person was taken out of his pocket and placed in front of Yang Xiu .

The video copied from the room of this inconspicuous gang involved a wide range of people, and even silenced the entire interior, the escape of four people including Sullivan, and the personnel changes that lasted for a year , can be regarded as the wreath sent by others for the death of the mute.

But Yang Xiu was still not satisfied.

Until the special police rushed into the room, Xu Zang did not show up, not even showing his tail.

She is very dissatisfied.

When Yang Xiu truly did whatever it takes, she is no longer alone, but becomes a race dragging the entire system alone. At this moment, no one can hold back the people behind her who want to catch her , Wherever Yang Xiu wants to go, he will be exposed.

That man was also considered ruthless, he immediately figured out Yang Xiu's purpose, and immediately cut off his own tail, oh no, this is no longer a tail, but an arm, a large piece of bloody flesh.What this humble group holds in their hands is an important foundation for Xu Zang to ascend to the sky in the future, and it is the fruitful result of his years of management.The cause of the incident was nothing more than the fact that they showed their flaws in Huifeng Investment last year, and Yang Xiushun managed to catch Sullivan. This small and inconspicuous team released a bubble from the depths of the ocean.

Just a single air bubble made that man's years of hard work go to waste.

A few days later, on the way of systematically chasing Yang Xiu, the disappearance of two students from Melbourne who stayed in the imperial city to study Chinese fell into the eyes of everyone.

Without needing more evidence, the seasoned police detective nailed Yang Xiu to the top suspect's head.

Everyone in the system knew what Yang Xiu was doing and what he wanted to do. Soon someone investigated and dealt with the background of the two students.

But the thing still crossed the line.

Instead of beating up the child who got into trouble behind closed doors, he would be ashamed and thrown abroad.

Before this disappearance, the system's handling of Yang Xiu was still controversial. Yang Xiu's past achievements, the experience of the entire T5, the tragic death of the dumb man who was close at hand during the execution of the mission, and whether it was the Green Gang It was still the definitive criminal evidence in the hands of the gang, which made a small number of people in the system sympathize with and even support Yang Xiu.

But this international incident overwhelmed all the conflicts.

No one dared to say a word for Yang Xiu who was already insane.

Ten hours later, the T5 led by the bald head blocked Yang Xiu on the rooftop.

It was quite cold that day. After all, winter had just passed, and the spring was covered with autumn frost. Most people were still wearing heavy coats and hurried past outside.

Common configuration in group T, with glasses on the back of the box, often locks on Yang Xiu’s vital signs at an unknown place but no more than 10 kilometers away, and the sight of a tall building in the distance locks on Yang Xiu’s location, and two newcomers appear together with the bald head , but disappeared immediately, no surprises, one guarded behind the rooftop door, the other guarded downstairs of the building, standard hunting and waiting formation.

So Yang Xiu didn't move.

Not only did she not move, she even patted the seat beside her, indicating that the bald head could sit with her.

Next to her was a box that was very similar to the old one, and there was even a nano-string that was almost the same as before tied to her pulse.

One can't help but wonder if there is also a compressed explosive bomb that looks like a general in that box.

Or, something else.

The bald head looked down at his toes. The building he was in was an inconspicuous residential building. At this time, the dusk was deep and every house was brightly lit.

Everyone knows that Yang Xiu is crazy.

Yang Xiu did not kill innocent people before.

But who would bet on the symptoms of a madman?

So the bald head sat down obediently.

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This chapter is dedicated to Leng Moyan who has been patiently waiting for updates.