latent syndrome.

Chapter 7. Partner
The next morning.

The whiteness of the skyline gradually dispels the gloomy dark blue, and the billowing dark clouds still shroud the row upon row of steel jungles under gray and white.

Los Angeles Metropolitan Area, St. George District.

Colin woke up from the hotel and found that the appointed time had passed and he was going to be late.

He didn't have the habit of eating breakfast, and he smoked heavily at the taxi stand, still feeling that what happened last night was a dream, not real.

After Gray learned about the clues of Di Yu, she didn't care about her little role at all. She just gave her an address and said that she would arrive on time at eight o'clock the next day, and then left in a hurry.

Because a new type of locator has been injected into the body, after thinking twice, Colin intends to take a look. He has already bought a gun through an acquaintance just in case, at a critical moment... it may be necessary to shoot Gray .This is a very dangerous woman. Will infected people with low control ability die? It's hard to imagine how many lives were on her hands.

But who is a serious person who wakes up so early? Colin wakes up at 08:30, and it must be ten o'clock to rush to another city.

She didn't arrive on time, but she didn't receive any calls from Grey on her mobile phone. It seemed that she was indeed busy with other things and didn't have time to care about herself.

Last night, Kelin specially found an unfinished construction site to practice, and found that his abilities were more than that. After searching some insect body structures on the Internet.

Colin can make his hands covered with dense barbs like insects, and stick them to the exterior of buildings, and he can climb straight slopes at [-] degrees without any point of support.

The surface of the skin can also form a hard shell of chitin, and conventional cold weapons are no longer effective against him.

Ke Lin really felt a little disgusted. Although it was his own body, it seemed to have really become a real monster.

But the physical fitness has not changed much, and it is still enough to run a kilometer.

After each transformation, the spirit will become weaker, not caused by exhaustion, but another feeling. Thinking will pause, and some logically simple problems will become very complicated, as if being slowly controlled and eroded by other wills , this ability cannot be overused in a short period of time.

These transforming powers are extracted from a different space, and Colin doesn’t know how to describe it. In short, it’s not the real world. If you use the ability many times, the connection with that space will become weak, but it will return to normal after a period of rest. .

Knowing that the Dibrow he met yesterday turned out to be such a terrifying freak, Colin felt a little complicated. If he had sent Dibrow's news to Grey on the spot, would the situation be different, or would he have made other choices? , SCT... The planner of the bombing was some kind of vicious organization, or out of some kind of vision, it was the Countermeasure Bureau who was misleading itself.

While thinking about things, I have already missed several taxis.

He stubbed out his cigarette and had to reach his destination by noon, or he would have gone too far.

Just when he was about to wave to stop the car.

A pitch-black off-road pickup truck stopped over, and the rear cargo compartment was covered with black canvas, with extremely suspicious bulges.

The owner of the off-road vehicle slowly rolled down the window, revealing an extremely rebellious face in his early 20s.

She has dyed dark green hair, some freckles around her tall nose, and goth punk eye makeup. She has a beautiful facial contour that is constantly biting up and down, and she is chewing gum.

The young woman was not dressed like a gentleman, with the sleeves of her blue studded leather jacket rolled up to reveal an ukiyo-e arm tattoo of waves and carps.

She glanced at Colin and checked with her phone.

"You really have a sense of time. It's really a gentleman to ask a lady to wake up at six o'clock until nine o'clock without seeing anyone."

The punk woman put her hand on the car window and said to the people outside the window.

Colin didn't know this woman, so he glanced around and found that she was indeed talking to him.

"Who the hell are you?"

Colin lit a cigarette and smoked it. He has always been unimpressed with this kind of punk youth.

"In addition to being punctual, you are also of high quality. You are really an excellent partner." The woman showed her ID to Colin, "Agent No. 11 of the Countermeasures Bureau, Eugene, this is yours."

Eugene threw out a palm-sized certificate, and Colin caught it firmly, opened it and glanced at it.

It has the same profile picture as his driver's license photo, as well as various information about his name, and the department under his jurisdiction is impressively written as Section 11 of the Countermeasures Bureau, and his position is a new agent.

Colin felt like he had entered a den of thieves.

"I didn't sign any papers and you have no authority to do so."

Ke Lin understands that when he enters this department, he has to deal with guys like himself. He has self-knowledge. Half a month ago, he was struggling with the lines of his stock index every day in the office, and suddenly he had to deal with the gangsters in the underground world. The kind of super power, what a joke.

Although it sounds powerful to go back in time, it is uncontrollable and has a limit on the number of times. Colin can't determine which moment he goes back to, and he doesn't even know whether he will return to that convenience store if he dies again.

"Didn't Grey tell you that the high-level officials attach great importance to those infected organizations, and the funds allocated can buy a city with an outlet to the sea. We receive [-] alliance coins every month. If we kill an SCT member , there will be additional bonuses.”

After Eugene finished speaking, Colin realized that the watch she was wearing was a TAG Heuer.

Ke Lin was noncommittal, but if there is money to be made but no life to spend, isn't that putting the cart before the horse.

He thought for a second.

"So when did you start saving the world?"

Ke Lin opened the car door and sat on the co-pilot, with a "justice" face on his face, and said seriously, mainly because he really didn't know how to repay the loans.

There was a black line on Youfeng's forehead.

"Uh... Our main task now is to patrol the southern part of the city. You know, Gray doesn't trust people like us very much. No matter how the word is spelled, what is the talent?"

Eugene patted his head, feeling a little stuck.

"Talent pool."

Our kind, added Colin?This sister is also a patient with submerged syndrome?
"Yes, you also have a locator on your body, so I can find you. They call it a new agent. I think this is a controllable disguised surveillance. If necessary, we will kill each other with other infected people. Of course This is just my guess, and I don't know exactly what they are playing, so it is a day to live, and by the way, your clothes are really bad."

Eugene noticed that the pockets of Colin's jacket were a bit wobbly, so he reached in without seeing outside hands, took out a cigarette case, took out one, lit it and smoked it, and took five or six more and put them in the storage box in the car.

Colin: "..."

The idea of ​​this young lady is a bit dark, but it is indeed the logic. Gray has killed herself twice, and this so-called No.11 department is not a good thing.

"So our job is to patrol?"

Colin asked, a little relaxed.

"That's right, after all, it's equipped with a locator, so they have to come out and walk around every day to make them feel at ease. Once I tried to leave Los Angeles, and I was almost killed. You'd better not think about it, and you'd better follow the instructions given to them." Do, it's not a joke."

Eugene took a puff of his cigarette, put his hand on the car window, and flung the ashes on the asphalt road without any quality.

"You told me this when we first met?"

Colin was a little puzzled, should it be said that he was familiar with him, or he was undefended, or what.

"Intuition, I feel that you and I are the same kind of people, we should be very good at it, you don't look like the kind of fool with a sense of mission."

Eugene saw at a glance that Colin was a waste.

Colin: "..."

"Where are we going next?"

Out of nowhere, Colin immediately started working.

"I know there's a good barbecue restaurant in the Montgomery area, and now it's time to eat some appetizers."

Eugene pulled back on a whim.

"So your daily job is to drive around, eat, drink and have fun, and then you will get [-] alliance coins?"

Colin's eyelids twitched.

"It can be said like this."

Eugene felt no guilt at all.

"Fuck, that's fucking cool."

Colin sighed.

(End of this chapter)