bunny in another soap bubble

Lang Ya was the first to discover that Tu Zi had disappeared. Tu Zi always woke up later than him, and when he woke up in the morning and found that she was not around, he immediately knew there was a problem.Sure enough, after searching the small shelter, I didn't even see the rabbit fur.

Naturally, Lang Ya also tried to use the induction between the bound whistle to find it, but he could only vaguely feel that Tu Zi was far away, which was of no use.

When Lang Ya decided to tell Xin Yilin and the others about Tu Zi's disappearance, it was actually less than an hour, but he was already in a cold sweat.

"Where did this bastard go!" Xin Yilin immediately wanted Lan Niao to let his mental body go out to look for it, and then remembered that Lan Niao had rolled away yesterday, and became even more irritable, "What the hell are you doing with one or two!"

"Tell me," Tu Xingyao usually feels embarrassed and doesn't have much communication with Tu Zi, but still observes the young man who claims to be her "son", "Could it be that he went to save Awan?"

Tu Zi's admiration for Song Shi and Shangguan Wan is obvious to all. Because of the history of another world, these two people mean a lot to him. Tu Zi sometimes looks at them as if he is watching a miracle. knew.Now that A Wan is about to be publicly executed, it is not unreasonable for Tu Zi to want to do something.

"No way..." Lang Ya murmured, and there was no evidence, but he didn't think so.

"It's better not." Xin Yilin frowned to kill a few flies, "The secret interrogator, what kind of public execution is going to be done, it is obviously a trap to lure us out. If we go, it will be like feeding ourselves into Tong Quan's mouth Almost there."

Huang Chen stroked Xin Yilin's shoulder, "Probably not, Song Shi is gone, even if she takes the risk to rescue A Wan, she will," she rarely paused, "...she will not live long." She lowered her eyes and continued, "The one who knows this best is Tu Zi." The law of life and death that binds the direction was originally told by Tu Zi.

Xin Yilin was not much comforted, he might be in danger if he disappeared, but sending someone out to find him was too risky, so he was in a dilemma.

Lang Ya didn't think about it for too long: "I'll go out and look for it." My guide should have looked for it by myself, "I'll come back when I find it. If you want to evacuate halfway, don't take the risk of leaving me clues."

This is also the only way out, Xin Yilin nodded, and asked Huang Chen to count the emergency medicines for one person and give them to Lang Ya to take away.

Still have to race against time.

Taking advantage of the fact that there were not many people in the early morning, Lang Ya left the rescue center with a small backpack on his back.Wearing a peaked cap and walking in the alley with his head down, in fact, Lang Ya is far less calm than he showed to Xin Yilin.His own guide left him at a distance where even his senses were vague—this fact alone put a lot of pressure on his spirit. Like depression, it can basically be regarded as a physical symptom, which cannot be resolved by forcing himself to cheer up.

...Fuck you.

With a sullen face, Lang Ya himself knew that he was not in good shape, but he couldn't control his brain that started to twitch.

... If you are tied up, it's not like running away. It's better not to be tied up. Anyway, you have a clearer mind, and it may be faster to find someone to talk to.

...Where did it go!

——Lang Ya finally used the drinking fountain in the park to flush his feverish and swollen mind.

After calming down a little, he got on the bus with the widest route coverage around the city.

On the bus, he tried to sense all the way, and finally got a general direction based on the strength of the sense.

 … If you look for it step by step, you will always find it—he said to himself.

however.

a week later.

...not here!Nowhere!

Leaning against the concrete pillar at the bottom of the viaduct, Lang Ya was panting heavily, close to the verge of collapse.

He has already found three cities with that method, but after the induction has slightly increased to a point where it is not clear at all, there is no further change.

Lang Ya's clue was broken.

He released his goshawk to search from the sky, but he couldn't see the area at all. So far, he has nothing but the movements of the police who are hunting the infected people everywhere.

Obviously, Tu Zi left at most one night earlier than him, and it is impossible to go far... Lang Ya began to wonder if Tu Zi had already been captured by the rehabilitated party, but he thought again, if this is the case The rehabilitative party should have come out and tied him up after walking him for so long.

"—Hey!" Just thinking about it, two policemen walked over from the side of the road, "You! Take out your ID card and have a look."

The muscles of Lang Ya's whole body tensed instantly. The police came from behind him. He was wearing a hat and sunglasses. The other party probably hadn't seen his face clearly. Did he run or stay?Can you fool me?Can you beat it?

In an instant, Lang Ya made a decision and continued to stand there as if nothing had happened.

——If he runs, he will definitely be chased. When the police call for backup, he will be rounded up.On the contrary, even if he is recognized after seeing his face clearly, as long as the two policemen are knocked down before they call for help, he still has enough time to escape from the scene.

Lang Ya even thought about which foot to use first and from which angle to kick. After a few seconds, the two policemen walked straight past Lang Ya without even looking at him, and walked towards the A caravan in the distance, and the owner standing beside the car.

The owner of the car was a middle-aged man in a suit. He was obviously impatient when he was called, but when the two policemen approached, he readily presented his ID card with both hands.

After the two policemen took the ID card, they didn't confirm the ID number with the main station, so they asked directly: "What do you do?"

"Real estate broker."

"Oh, where's the business card?" Ignoring the man's smile, the two policemen kept their faces darkened from beginning to end.

The man handed over his business card respectfully, and one of the younger men weighed the business card and looked at the resume printed on the back, "Yo, it's still the number one in sales."

"Haha TOEFL TOEFL." As expected of a salesman, the man could still smile so calmly in the face of such an obvious prelude to seeking trouble.

The young policeman turned his eyes, and finally got to the point, "The sale is so good... Could it be that he used some 'secret method'?"

As if he knew what the other party meant, the man's smile froze for the first time, and after a moment of stiffness, the man smiled wryly again, "There is no secret method that is not a secret method, it's just luck."

"Really?" The other old policeman finally raised his eyelids and glanced at the man, "By the way, didn't you say that Type B infected people can influence other people's thinking?" He said to the young policeman, But it was obviously meant for RV owners.

"Oh," the young policeman took advantage of the momentum, "Then I think you are suspicious." He stared at the owner of the car, with his hands on the holster on his waist, as if he was ready to draw his gun.

——The middle-aged car owner? Class B infected?

Originally, he was about to sneak away while the police were interrogating other people, but Lang Ya couldn't help but stop when he heard this.

—What nonsense?