Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before Dragon Slaying

Chapter 158 Who wants to murder me (two in one, please subscribe!!!)

In Chu Zihang's impression, that fellow Fingal eats and sleeps all day long, like a pig, giving him a bed and countless junk food can probably live a happy life for the rest of his life.

What's more, Chu Zihang couldn't figure out where Finger could go because of the storm outside, so he simply didn't think about it. After all, everyone has some secrets that they don't want to share with others... Isn't it the same for me?

His attention returned to the computer in front of him. The complicated equations were still being analyzed and calculated, but it was almost finished, but he didn't want to waste even such a little time.He knows that he has the nickname "Robot" in the academy, because he has always been as precise as a machine in terms of time management.Of course, it was more because of his facial paralysis.

But he thinks this state is pretty good, at least he doesn't have to allocate more time to regret.

In his short spare time, he opened the webpage, entered a string of URLs from memory, and pressed the Enter key, an old news page was refreshed on the screen.

【July 2004, 7, typhoon "Dandelion", a mysterious accident. 】

The accompanying picture shows a scarred Maybach sedan in the mud. There are scattered ruts all over the wilderness. The front windshield of the Maybach is broken, and there are several large holes on the front cover of the car. The body is mottled like it has been splashed with acid .

Chu Zihang had read this news so many times that he could even memorize the whole report with his eyes closed like a middle school text.

He still keeps the newspapers, clips of news interviews, and announcements posted by the police from those days.He collected all the information related to that rainy night, wishing he could chew every word and swallow them, trying to piece together some useful clues... But it was of no avail, even after he joined Kassel College, Knowing the knowledge related to the dragon race in the world, I still can't get a reliable conclusion.

The incident he was involved in seems to be beyond the comprehension of any consciousness. If you insist on explaining, it is probably that there are gods or demons in the world. Everything is so unrealistic... head.

Because he lost that important man.

It is a loss in the true sense. A man is like being erased from the world by a piece of eraser, including all the traces he left behind.The boss of the Black Prince Group quickly changed the driver and the car, as if the man and the bruised Maybach had nothing to do with him, not even a pension or condolences. The "new father" and mother didn't mention a single word about that man, they only cared about whether Chu Zihang had any sequelae, as if the missing man was a stranger who had nothing to do with them.Even the police are right to pretend that there is no such missing person.

So Chu Zihang never mentioned this matter to anyone. He was afraid of hearing the word "no" from others, and he was afraid that everyone in the world would deny the existence of such a man and tell him that everything was wrong. Just his own imagination.

Some people say that a person will experience three deaths in his life.

For the first time, when your breath dies and your heart stops, you are declared biologically dead.

The second time, when you were buried, people came to your funeral in black.You are declared to cease to exist in this society and leave quietly.

The third time, it was the last person related to you in this world who forgot you.Then, you will really die, and the whole universe will no longer have anything to do with you.

The man has been forgotten by the whole world. The only thing he left in the world is Chu Zihang. Pass.

Suddenly, the computer let out a dull exclamation, pulling Chu Zihang back from memory to reality, and he looked at the red line at the bottom of the screen.The analysis failed, he couldn't find where the dragon was, and it seemed to be still spinning in circles after so many days.

There was a dull pain in the shoulder blade, as if it was burning. He took off his shirt, and a dark red mark was exposed in the air. It was a half-decayed book, just like the school badge of Kassel College, engraved on it like a birthmark. in his skin.But it wasn't something he was born with, but it slowly grew on his skin after he escaped from that rainy night.

He escaped from that rainy night and fell into this rainy night again. His memory seemed to weave a rainstorm cage for him that he could never escape. He was trapped to death in it, but he couldn't find any trace of that man.But the innocence of the past five years reacted at this time, and he vaguely smelled the clues hidden in the rainstorm.

He sorted out his emotions and was about to calculate the fifth formula and tried to activate it. In the lower right corner of the computer desktop, the icon of the mailbox suddenly flashed, and there was an unread message.

He looked at the time, it was 57:[-], it was about to turn, and he looked out the window at the wanton rainstorm.He couldn't think of who would send an email to his mailbox on such a night. He clicked on it, read it with his breath held, and the golden light in his pupils flickered.

What was sent in the email was an encrypted program package and password. To Chu Zihang's surprise, the sender marked "Lu Mingfei" as a remark. This was an email sent to him by Lu Mingfei's account. It was genuine. , the text content is only a short line.

[Trust your instincts. 】

After hesitating for a few seconds, Chu Zihang chose to install the program package and entered the password.Suddenly, the entire screen went black, and Chu Zihang was taken aback.

His first reaction was, Lu Mingfei's account was stolen?Trojan horse in the computer?

But after a while, the screen turned on again, and a three-dimensional model of the city under his feet appeared in front of Chu Zihang.He dragged the mouse, the model was very detailed, the city context and the structure of the building were distinct, but there was no text annotation.He narrowed his eyes slightly, and a red dot appeared in the entire translucent black and white building complex. The red dot moved around the corners of each building, like a... thief wandering aimlessly.

Other than that, he couldn't think of anyone hanging out late at night during a rainstorm.

He uses a data cable to connect the computer and mobile phone. Although this modeling program is very delicate, it takes up very little memory if it is read-only and not editable, and it has wide compatibility. He plans to make a copy for easy portability.

The text message rings, interrupting the copying of the data.

[Dear user, Hello, the mobile secretary reminds you to have lunch at Xia Mi’s house on time at [-]:[-] noon today. Please read the text message and go to bed immediately to ensure adequate sleep. 】

The sender is Xia Mi himself, probably some kind of troublemaker before going to bed. Although I know that Chu Zihang is not the kind of person who will forget the agreement, but I always come to the appointed time to emphasize again that the girl's character and her own Same, impressively playful.

She probably just got out of the shower, flung herself on the soft bed, snickered under the quilt after editing text messages, Chu Zihang's mind flashed the image of a girl for a moment, like a puzzling cat .

His eyes flickered between the text message and the moving red dot on the computer screen, and he lightly clicked the "Continue Transmission" button, then picked up the fruit knife and paper towel on the table, and drew his wrist lightly the rift.The blood slid down the knife edge and soaked into the paper towel, staining the paper towel a deep ink color.

His pure blood after "Bloodstorm" was restored.Chu Zihang could clearly feel the increase in strength in his body, but the price of strength was life.

Turning on the violent blood means slipping into the abyss of sin. This is a road without turning back. He released the devil in his blood. He doesn't know when the devil will occupy his consciousness. It's not done yet.

He's straight, but not retarded.Of course Chu Zihang knew what it meant for Xia Mi to bring him home. After staying in the university for so long, there were always couples who made an appointment to go home together during the holidays. Applying for engagement in Normana, or because of family reasons, they fell apart.This was the reason why he was unwilling to agree to Xia Mi.

The girl's parents will probably question him with scrutiny like checking the household registration. The girl's brother will probably yell at her sister when she will bring her brother with facial paralysis to play next time, and he will probably leave a deep impression on the girl's heart. It's like the one on his shoulder... But does he have the qualifications?

He is a ghost who will get lost sooner or later. He even thought that if he died, then three deaths would come together, as if he had never come to this world.He doesn't want to leave an indelible mark on anyone's life, nor does he want anyone to bear his own destiny.

The model has been copied. Before turning off the computer, he took a last look at the position of the red dot on the map. It is 20 meters below the ground, probably in a certain subway station?
Is there a subway at this point?

Chu Zihang opened the suitcase and selected the equipment needed for the operation from inside, Murasame, jackknife, flashlight... Finally, his eyes fixed on an item that had nothing to do with this operation. After a short hesitation, Chu Zihang Hang folded it up and put it in his pocket.

He put on a black windbreaker and went into the deep rainy night, with one hand in his pocket gently holding the thing that he had kept carefully.

It was a deflated Winnie the Pooh balloon.

……

"If you use Lu Mingfei's account, he should be able to find out that it's not me, after all, Little White Rabbit No. [-] is such a cautious person." The Potato Chip girl stared at the screen and asked with her head tilted.

"Of course he will find out, but it doesn't affect his actions at all. As long as the information is conveyed, it's enough. Little White Rabbit No. [-] has always been a resolute action man!" Jiude Mai smiled confidently, "Their story It’s about to reach its climax there, Tang Ben and Zhu Yan just sent me the manuscript, they are not very satisfied, and now they are rushing back to work.”

"Is it too late?" Potato Chip Girl asked.

"Trust our young people, and trust my vision, they are my choice, and I see ambition in their eyes!" Said Mai Shutoku confidently.

"I'm talking about Old Tang." Potato Chip Girl sighed, "He doesn't look very simple. To be honest, I can't think of any way San Wu will use to lure him over. It's really worrying."

"Hey, don't you know Old Tang and San Wu?" Mai Tokuku said, "That girl can always complete the most difficult tasks in the most direct way!"

……

"Hey, is there anyone here?" Old Tang found himself on an empty platform.

He came here purely to be tricked.

Originally, he was playing well in the teaching match in the Internet cafe, and several girls left him calls, but his phone ran out of battery.He thought about going to the front desk to borrow a charger, and thinking that he had brought such a good performance to the Internet cafe today, the little girl at the front desk gave it to him with both hands.

But when he walked to the front desk, he found that there was a different person there.The new girl was petite, with platinum-blonde hair still shining brightly under the dim light of the Internet cafe, which stunned Old Tang for a moment.

The little girl only told him a short sentence: "Lu Mingfei is in danger", and immediately turned and left, so anxious that Old Tang chased her all the way to a subway gate.Looking at the dark stairs, Old Tang originally wanted to say where is Lu Mingfei when the subway is closed at this point, or else we would take a taxi there, but he never thought that the girl kicked him behind the buttocks, and he went straight through the gate. Roll straight down the stairs, all the way to the platform here.

What surprised Old Tang was that even after passing through the first gate, he should have arrived at the security check channel. What is the operation of rolling directly to the platform?Don't you need to buy a ticket to take the subway here?Old Tang stood up and wanted to pat the dust on his body, but found that his body was not covered with dust at all, and it was not painful at all, as if what he just rolled down was not a long ladder at all, but fell directly from a high place.

He looked around and found that he seemed to have fallen from the real world into a different space. He obviously fell to the ground, but at this time he fell into an underground subway station.The torrential rain fell from the sky and patted on the transparent dome above his head, and the blue mist came from all directions. He thought it was some kind of biochemical weapon, and immediately jumped off the platform covering his mouth and nose.

"Hey, what's going on!" Old Tang complained loudly. He was commanding thousands of troops like a king in an Internet cafe with his keyboard and mouse, but he was tricked by a beauty trick into being such an infertile person. The broken place where the birds don't shit can't help but give birth to a state of mind of "who wants to murder me".

He was in a dilemma in the dark tunnel, and he had to be exposed to the rain when he went out of the subway station. At least there was a roof here, but what if he was poisoned to death by the blue smoke when he returned to the platform?But it's not a problem to stay here all the time.

Old Tang looked at the sky in despair, and was pleasantly surprised to find a few black shadows hanging upside down in the corner of the roof. His night vision was very good, and he could clearly see those bird-like monsters.

"Hey, is it a new species of bat? It's really big. I'm glad to see the living ones here. How are you!" Old Tang enthusiastically waved to the weasels who were mistaken for bats.

The sickle weasels seemed to be awakened by this sound. They opened their dark golden pupils, let out a sharp hiss, and stared viciously at the guy who woke them up...

Then a stalwart shadow was reflected in their dark golden eye sockets, trembling their bodies, and fell straight to the ground.

Old Tang looked down at the corpses of these "bat" friends who had just met and died, his face was livid.

(End of this chapter)