【Yu Huang ABO】Blank file

As soon as he got in the car, Huang Shaotian disengaged the autopilot.I didn't understand why the teacher would be sneaky every time he taught them, and didn't socialize with others, and didn't let him and his seniors publicize.Until now, they can only be called "senior" and "younger" when they meet.The address of the teacher's residence can be regarded as the three caves of the cunning rabbit.In the past, he only thought that the old man was the most popular person in the school, but now he realized that from the very beginning, Mr. Xavier was trying to minimize contact with outsiders.

Huang Shaotian does not believe that the teacher who opened the door to the new world for him is a spy who deliberately sabotaged the country. He is very strange, talking in a godlike manner, sometimes magical like a superman, and sometimes very forgetful, and he can't even go back to the bedroom from the dining room. way.But when it comes to academics, he has always been single-minded. There are so many—so many amazing works born from him.After studying with the teacher for four years, what he and his senior brother learned is only superficial.

How could such a great scholar who retired from the military be a spy?

Huang Shaotian could come up with countless arguments to refute, but the bullets he saw at the assassination site chilled his heart. The "Z"-shaped signature flashed in front of my eyes again and again, could it be that he was blind...

If it is confirmed, will he and Xu Peng, as the teacher's students, also be classified as spies?

No, even if the teacher is really a spy, he will never follow blindly.This country endowed him with faith and pursuit, family and friends who he could not let go of, and countless people like Yu Wenzhou who gave their lives to maintain peace and stability.

No.

He will never allow the weapons created by these hands to be aimed at anyone in this country!

The agitated mind stopped for an instant when it touched a name, and the hand holding the joystick trembled faintly.

Does Yu Wenzhou know about this?

As a soldier, can he accept a man suspected of being a spy...

Huang Shaotian suddenly didn't know what to add after the ellipsis.friend?Or a partner?No, he has already rejected Yu Wenzhou.He is unwilling to pay the price of joining the Boiled Chicken Project. Only strangers can do it between them.

The violent ups and downs of emotions made the driving vehicle unsteady, and the in-vehicle communication suddenly beeped, and the voice belonging to the smart butler Bai Yu sounded.

"Mr. Huang, according to my calculations, your current state is not suitable for driving alone."

"Baibaibai... Mr. Bai?" Huang Shaotian was taken aback, "Why did you appear here?"

"I own all the electronic devices under Mr. Yu's name," Bai Yan explained.

"..." Huang Shaotian suddenly felt stupid. How could a thoughtful person like Yu Wenzhou give him a car without any follow-up guarantee.Then his choice to drive manually to avoid being recorded with the teacher's address is completely meaningless.

Those who think of this layer immediately set the destination and switch to automatic driving.The white pheasant felt that he should explain to his master: "Sir, I don't want to monitor you."

"I know." Huang Shaotian said in a low voice, "If you really want to spy on me, you don't need to show up, and you will get more information."

"Mr. Huang, you are really a very transparent person." Bai Yan praised sincerely.

Huang Shaotian bit his lip and asked, "Mr. Bai, will you report the exact amount of communication between me and you to Brother Yu?"

"Just call me Baiyan." Baiyan said, "I will choose whether to report or not depending on the importance of the content of the exchange. In this regard, my husband respects my right to privacy."

A trace of weakness flashed across Huang Shaotian's eyes, he really needed a chance to express his heart.Compared with real people, the intelligent body that Mr. Zeng Xavier often comes into contact with makes him feel more at ease.Without hesitation, he told everything.

After the voice fell, it was already very close to Mr. Xavier's home.Huang Shaotian took a deep breath: "I know it's wrong to do this, but after all, the teacher is the person I trust and admire the most, I want to hear him say it with my own ears."

The white pheasant received and analyzed the information very quickly, but he chose to spare a time for thinking very humanely, and said slowly: "Your behavior pattern is understandable. But, have you taken any recovery measures after you have alerted the snake?"

Huang Shaotian was startled, and said in shame, "I..."

Bai Yu said very understandingly: "As a person who has not received professional training, you are very worthy of recognition for being able to do this."

"However, if Brother Yu is here, he can definitely..."

"You don't need to compare yourself with Mr. In this respect, there are only a handful of people in the entire Federation who can compare with Mister. This is the ability brought about by years of training, and the instinct left by countless blood lessons. Due to the monitor's Existence, I know a thing or two about the conversation between Mr. and you, and with all due respect, you are right not to join the plan."

Huang Shaotian asked instinctively, "Why?"

"Everyone has their own field of expertise, and love should not be the whole of life. You can establish contact with your husband in other ways. According to the "Love Book" in the database, mutual understanding is the key to maintaining a long-term relationship essential condition."

"I understand him very well!" Huang Shaotian said eagerly.

Unexpectedly, Bai Yan denied it: "You just think you understand him."

Huang Shaotian thought about Bai Yan's words, and seemed to have a clue.He recalled Yu Wenzhou's gaze looking at him, which always seemed to have the power to penetrate people's hearts.He must be able to understand me, as for me, for him and his work, my understanding is...

The rail car stopped at the destination exactly, Huang Shaotian kept this matter in his heart.The most urgent task is to find out the true identity of Mr. Xavier.

Trying to make himself look the same as usual, Huang Shaotian entered the floor code and entered the elevator smoothly.After a slight dizziness, the door of Mr. Xavier's house appeared in front of him.

He has no keys, so he can only ring the doorbell.However, the teacher who never went out except to teach has not responded for a long time.

With a heavy heart, he leaned against the door and called Xu Peng for inquiries.

Obviously, Xu Peng didn't know anything unusual about the teacher.After hanging up the phone, Huang Shaotian held the locator tightly and said in a trembling voice, "Bai Yu, can you open this door?"

Bai Yu replied, "Wait a moment".But the 10 minutes of waiting made Huang Shaotian feel like a year.He kept checking the time, wanted to urge but didn't dare to urge, so he could only keep ringing the doorbell like masochistic.

Teacher, please open the door, please...

The door opened.

Huang Shaotian became "cowardly with the feeling of being close to his hometown", he dared not take a step.He seemed to smell something, and it seemed to be just an illusion. The plush carpet at the door was still as soft as before. When he stepped on it, it was like standing on a glass plank that could be broken at any time.

"……teacher?"

There is a strange smell in the room, and it stands to reason that the air circulation system that works regularly will keep the room in the best environment at all times.Huang Shaotian moved his feet stiffly, and went straight to the studio where the teacher stayed most often.He passed the living room, the dining table, and a yellowing plant. There were signs that no one had lived here for a long time.

He stopped at the door of the studio, and the black dots on the white carpet caught his attention.

The wool near the dots was sticking together, he knelt down and touched it, and it was hardened by clumping.

An alarm bell sounded in his mind immediately, and he slammed open the door recklessly, almost falling to the ground due to the excessive momentum.However, the stench filling his nostrils, the body lying prone on the ground with no face visible, and the large swathes of blood congealed into black made him have to accept a fact.

The vocal cords suddenly stopped working, and the passing airflow could only do useless work. He opened his mouth wide and breathed in the stale air in the room, trying to hypnotize himself. All this referred to an absurd dream.

How could his teacher—the strange old man who taught him knowledge and guided him in the direction of his life—turn into a dead body without breathing or temperature, even for so many days—it was only discovered after an unknown number of days!

The vocal cords came to life but they could only emit meaningless mourning, Huang Shaotian never knew that he could make such a piercing and unpleasant sound.He couldn't feel the vibration in his pocket, and he just checked the teacher's carotid artery over and over in vain.The moment he turned over the teacher's body, he saw those unbelievable eyes that had not been closed until death!

Who killed the teacher? !

In less than three days, he first found out that there was no possibility of being with Yu Wenzhou, and then he was told that his parents were abducted. Now, he saw the teacher's body with his own eyes.

Regardless of whether the teacher is a spy or not, he has completely lost the opportunity to question him personally.

Xavier's favorite plush carpet has been glued together with a lot of blood, and the usually tidy studio has been turned into a mess.Huang Shaotian rationally knew that he should call the police now, he should check whether the murderer took anything from here, he can't collapse, he must find the reason why the teacher was killed, and find the murderer.However, as soon as he took a step, his legs suddenly went limp, and his knees landed heavily.

Breathing like a fish out of water, the feeling of lack of oxygen and suffocation still made him unable to move. He looked blankly at the strange room, and his tear glands began to function belatedly.

With tears in his eyes, the teacher's mechanical hand disguised as human skin was shining with an extremely weak light.

Huang Shaotian crawled over on hands and feet, wiped off the blood clot in his palm tremblingly, and opened the part where the warning light was flashing.

There is a chip embedded in the small groove. This is not something in the structure of the manipulator, but it may be a clue left by the teacher desperately.He wanted to dig it out, but before his fingers could touch it, a cold and sharp metal blade suddenly stuck to his bare neck.

"Junior brother, don't move."

—TBC—