reverse capture

These corpses seemed to have been suddenly drained of nutrients, showing a dry and decayed appearance.

"Lian Yu, have their identities been confirmed?" Wen Zhuo asked.

"Not yet. I can't confirm whether there are harmful substances in the cabin, so I dare not open it rashly. But according to the clothes on the corpse, it should be an expert who was invited to consult Wei Ling."

Lian Yu said nervously.

Wen Zhuo took out his mobile phone and made a call to the headquarters of the control center.

"Director Zhou, I shouldn't leave Wei Ling now."

"Wen Zhuo, I know you want to protect Wei Ling 24 hours a day, but a dozen experts from various countries have an accident like this, we have to give an explanation. If you don't investigate yourself, the joint control center will be considered perfunctory .If we try to get any support in the future, there will be no response.”

Despite the urgency of the situation, Director Zhou's voice was calm and steady, an elder who had experienced many storms.

"Director Zhou, how many executive officers are temporarily without tasks?"

"About 30 people."

"Send them all to the medical base."

Director Zhou on the phone paused for a moment.

"I understand. During your absence, we will give Wei Ling the greatest protection."

After the call ended, the helicopter took off slowly.

Apart from Lian Yu with short flaxen hair, another person in the cabin was verifying the information on his mobile phone.

"Professor Wen, according to the original arrangement, the experts on the flight should include Mr. Carlson, a neurologist, Dr. Hong, an expert in brain surgery, and Mr. Yamada, an expert in motor nerve recovery."

"How many dead bodies can be confirmed in the cabin of the flight?"

"Exactly twelve. These experts are the most outstanding in their respective fields. We have suffered heavy losses."

Wen Zhuo glanced at the information sent to his mobile phone, his expression still indifferent.

The shadow of the helicopter swept across a large desert and gradually flew into the urban area. The reinforced concrete has lost its former luster. It has experienced the baptism of artillery fire many years ago, leaving only a dilapidated scene.

Something moved faintly among the ruins, and then the dilapidated cars on the street were knocked away, only two skinny monsters were seen biting each other.

Lian Yu leaned sideways against the glass of the helicopter, looking at the scene below him.

Probably because they heard the movement of the helicopter, countless deformed monsters rushed out, constantly chasing and jumping, trying to drag them down from the sky.

"This is my home... I don't know when it will be repaired." Lian Yu gently poked a residential area through the glass with his finger.

"The restoration progress is accelerating every year. Maybe next year, you will be able to live back in your own home."

He Lian, who was sitting opposite Lian Yu, spoke.

Lian Yu smiled helplessly.

After leaping over the entire ruins, there is a towering metal city wall, and inside the city wall is a completely different scene.

There are countless vehicles driving on the interconnected overpasses and highways, and when there is a traffic jam, horns sound one after another.

Skyscrapers are still everywhere, and the Led screens in shopping malls are broadcasting this season's clothing week and discount information.

Advertisements are rotating on the bus platform——Happiness milk tea, every bit of it is happiness.

This is the United Central City "Light Year".

Beyond that metal city wall is hell, and inside the city wall is a seemingly prosperous human civilization.

The helicopter flew over the new city and landed slowly on the airport.

Because the temperature has been relatively high recently and the sunlight is too hot, the entire airport ground has been baked to the point of reflection.

In the center of the airport, a cordon was drawn around a flight, and the fuselage was isolated by three layers of chemical-resistant film, which was incompatible with the entire airport, as if it came from a different dimension.

Staff members in white hazmat suits sample the surface of the flight.

The black SUV surrounds the plane three times in and out.

Under such a tense atmosphere, the airport in Xincheng "Light Year" has been completely shut down. All the incoming planes had to go back, and the flights that hadn't taken off were also grounded. All passengers were sent back to the waiting hall.

The journalists were still guarding the terminal and refused to leave, taking pictures with their cameras crackling through the glass. It is estimated that one after another incredible science fiction stories will be staged in the near future.

When the helicopter came to a complete stop and the hatch opened, everyone's attention was instantly focused.

Lian Yu and He Lian came down. They were tall and slender, and they didn't even wear sunglasses under the sunlight enough to blind a titanium alloy dog's eyes.

The facial features that are enough to slap any niche in film and television dramas are left in the cameras of the reporters. There is no need for P-pictures, no need for skin-smoothing highlights, and each one is at the poster level.

They show their badges to all guards.

The reporters in the waiting hall instantly became overwhelmed, and the camera would twitch when the shutter was pressed.

"Look! It's the executive officer! The joint control center sent the executive officer!"

"Then it must have something to do with 'Noah'! It must be 'Noah' who killed everyone on the plane!"

"It's also possible that some passengers on the plane were parasitized by 'Noah'!"

The airport has dispatched security personnel to forcibly take these journalists away.

"Little Feather! Lianlian! You two are finally here! I've been guarding here for a long time, and I didn't even go to the bathroom!"

A tall man in a camouflage uniform with a hat on his shoulders walked towards the helicopter, and was about to give Lian Yu and He Lian a big hug, but Lian Yu and He Lian stretched out a finger and blocked him at the same time.

"Hey! Are you two okay? You won't die if you hug me! I'm standing here for you, and I didn't even drink a cup of happiness milk tea! How dare you treat me like this!"

"Da Pao, Professor Wen is right behind. Go and hug him."

While talking, He Lian took out shoe covers and gloves from the work box and put them on.

The tall man looked over He Lian's shoulder, and he saw Wen Zhuo walking towards him. His cold aura instantly made the man nicknamed "Big Pao" choke all the nonsense in his throat.

Lian Yu flicked his gloves, and made fun of him coldly: "Why, you were scared when you saw the professor?"

"Countdown! Counseling! The snot bubbles are all burst!"

This 28-year-old man, nicknamed "Da Pao", was the man who was pawned off by Wen Juo for his thesis, even though he cried to his parents and told his grandma and didn't change his thesis score. After three years of continuous study of Professor Wen's course, he finally graduated on his knees - Cheng Pao.

Originally, the name was quite masculine, probably because he was kneeling in front of Professor Wen’s office and begging for graduation. Once he burst into tears, and the boss blew out his nose bubbles. He was so amazing that he was photographed by the school newspaper reporter and spread widely. So "Big Pao" became a label that he couldn't take off no matter what.

Cheng Pao took the box and delivered it to Wen Zhuo in person, almost bending down to put on shoe covers for Wen Zhuo.

"Well, Professor Wen... If you want to enter the cabin, do you need protective clothing?"

Cheng Pao smiled all over his face and followed Wen Zhuo like a dog.

"It depends on the situation." Wen Zhuo's response was as indifferent as he was to Cheng Pao's nonsense paper.

He Lian had already stepped onto the ladder, and was watching from the window of the plane.

The first thing I saw was a corpse in a plaid shirt, with its head raised in a distorted posture, its eyeballs turned upwards, and its body had lost any moisture.

Lian Yu also walked up the ladder, but he was observing the cockpit of the plane.

The captain and the co-pilot were still sitting in their seats, both of them were withered and withered. The captain's hands were slightly raised, his fingers twisted upwards, it seemed that he was in great pain before he died.

The co-pilot was holding a coffee cup with his other hand, his neck was tilted to the right, and it was painful to open his mouth.

Lian Yu stepped down the ladder and came to Wen Zhuo: "Professor, I think they died within a few seconds, and there wasn't much time to resist."

He Lian also walked back: "The passengers in the cabin did not show any signs of resistance, which means that their deaths happened almost at the same time. If this was the work of 'Noah' and they sent someone to sneak into the flight, then how did they leave? "

Lian Yu also agreed with He Lian's opinion: "Yes, the plane landed through the autopilot system. After that, it was under the surveillance of the airport, and the cabin door was never opened."

Wen Zhuo looked at Cheng Pao and said, "We are going to go in."

"Then I call someone to open the hatch now?"

"Don't waste time." Wen Zhuo looked at Lian Yu and lifted his chin inconspicuously.

Lian Yu raised his right hand, moved his fingers, and made a knocking sound.

Cheng Pao immediately stepped back: "Yes, yes, yes! Little Feather moves faster!"

Lian Yu walked to the cabin door and pressed his palms inward, only to hear a slight "bang", the air in the cabin radiated outwards, and the cabin door opened.

"It's amazing..." a staff member who had just taken off his protective clothing whispered.

Cheng Pao watched Wen Zhuo and the three of them walk in, put away his doggy expression, and looked handsome like a serious man.

"Of course it's powerful. That's Lian Yu. Among all the hybrids parasitized by Angela's copy, he is one in ten million evolutionary."

"What is his ability to evolve?"

Cheng Pao raised his hands and shook them: "The bones in his hands can vibrate at high frequencies, destroying solid objects."

"So... his rank should be...at least a second-level executive?"

"Yes." Cheng Pao nodded.

Lian Yu was the first to enter the cabin and came to the first row. Sitting there were Mr. Carlson, a neurologist, and Dr. Hong, an expert in brain surgery.

The laptop in front of Mr. Carlson was still powered on, Lian Yu turned on the computer, and the document on it was stuck in Wei Ling's MRI report a month ago.

Suddenly, the screen went black, and a line of words appeared: A gift for Professor Wen.

"Professor!" Lian Yu immediately turned around.

Wen Zhuo walked over, and the computer started to play a video, the pixels of the video were not very clear, it should be from ten to 20 years ago.

Inside was a boy in a blue and white summer school uniform. He looked thirteen or fourteen years old. Although his facial features hadn't grown yet, he couldn't hide his handsomeness.

It was an interview, and someone asked a question, "Congratulations, you won the first prize in the National Junior High School Mathematical Olympiad. Have you ever thought about becoming a mathematician?"