dear archimedes

Chapter 87
"No." Zhen Ai was extremely calm, "He has paid too much for me, I just do what I want."

"Paying for you?" Burt felt it was ridiculous, but he heard something else, and his face changed suddenly, "Oh, I never doubted your charm."

There was a strange gleam in his eyes, "K, tell me, we haven't seen little C for a few years, is he getting more and more beautiful?"

K nodded, but he didn't dare to look at Zhen Ai.

Zhen Ai didn't understand.

"K!" Burt put the seat down, and Cole took the steering wheel immediately.

Zhen Ai saw that her own backrest had also fallen down, and when she was astonished, Burt had already leaned over and approached her, with a low and dangerous voice echoing in her ears: "I felt something was wrong just now."

He lowered his arms, tightly wrapped around her slender waist, and pressed the cold tip of his nose against her neck, sniffing fiercely, like a hound sniffing a piece of meat.She was so shocked that she didn't move, but she heard him say darkly: "C, the smell on your body has changed."

Zhen Ai's scalp suddenly went numb and her heart stopped beating.There was a rustle on the neck.

He inhaled her fragrance, raised his eyes from her fair neck, his eyes were gloomy, like some kind of bloodthirsty beast: "You gave your chastity to that man!" It was not a question, but an affirmation.

"How can you be so disobedient?" His forbearing and sharp breath was too close, Zhen Ai's whole body was cold, and she couldn't move even if she wanted to.

His lips caressed her neck, opening and closing: "Do you know what fruit A and I like best?"

She stiffened and did not answer.

When they were teenagers, Arthur and Bert opened an orchard outside her laboratory and planted a lot of fruits. When they were ripe, they were put in beautiful bamboo baskets, tied with bows, and placed on her test bench.

She loves delicate baskets and bows, which she collects; Arthur and Bert knock on her door to recycle, which she says have been stolen by squirrels outside.Arthur was very cooperative: "Then I'll ask the squirrel for it." Burt was mischievous: "Tch, you glutton didn't roast the basket and ate it?" She slammed the door angrily.

But Bert is so dangerous at the moment, not at all like the boy at that time.

He stuck tightly behind her, his body warm and strong, but his voice was cold and ethereal: "The fruit I planted has been carefully cared for for many years, but when it is ripe, someone else picks it up and bites it. Do you understand this feeling?"

Quiet.

Zhen Ai was bound in his arms, her hair was blown, and she dared not breathe.

He pinched her chin, turned her face around, and looked directly at her: "Little C, you made me angry."

Burt's face was exceptionally calm, terribly quiet, and a tinge of purple flashed in his deep eyes, which was a precursor to his outburst of anger: "Tell me, if A knows that you have betrayed him, how angry will he be?"

Zhen Ai was shocked, terrified, subconsciously flinched, but could not escape.

Burt fished her out of the seat belt with one hand and brought her into the spacious space behind the car.

Zhen Ai had no power to fight back, and was suddenly carried to the back by him, she couldn't help but screamed "Ah".

With this cry, Bert stopped suddenly, his arms trembling involuntarily.

He lowered his head and looked at her with slightly squinted eyes. His eyes sparkled, with a kind of intoxication that was provoked and released by lust, as if his body and mind had been greatly satisfied and comforted.

His body trembled violently like an electric shock, he clasped her chin tightly, stroked her trembling lips with the belly of his thumb, closed his eyes and looked up at the sky, as if obsessively enjoying some kind of crazily flowing pleasure in his body.

On his white and slender neck, the Adam's apple rolled, and he sighed almost like a moan: "GOD! Little C! That's the voice."

Zhen Ai didn't understand what he said at all. At this moment, his whole body exuded an extremely dangerous aura.

He clasped her cheek tightly with his palm, and his pulse beat wildly like it was out of control.She suddenly understood that she was afraid of arousing some kind of desire in him.

Burt pressed Zhen Ai's shoulders with such force that all her struggling strength was dissolved. His nose was pressed against hers, his breathing was short and wild, and he was completely different from him just now.

Zhen Ai was terrified, her face turned pale with fright, her strength was no match for him, she could hardly think of any other way, and in desperation she panicked and shouted: "If you dare to touch me, Arthur will not let you go!"

When the voice fell, Zhen Ai was dumbfounded, what was she talking about?
Bert stopped for a moment.

"Really?" He smiled instead of anger, "Now that you know who in this world can protect you? C, this is your instinct."

Zhen Ai was stunned, looking at his beautiful eyes like glass in astonishment, smiling like he had succeeded.

Did he provoke her on purpose just now?
Burt didn't let go of her, and suddenly restrained his emotions, his eyes deepened, and he lowered his head.The lips touched her lips very lightly, without any unnecessary movements, very clean.

Zhen Ai was in a daze before she could react, he raised his head without hesitation, his eyes were shining brightly, and the corners of his lips were slightly curved, just like how he played tricks on her countless times, successfully making her cry, make her angry, make her scream, make her quarrel with joy and ease .

Zhen Ai knew that he had tricked her, so she got angry and swung her fist away, but suddenly stopped halfway.Although Bert didn't move at this moment, he still pressed heavily on her, looking playful.Zhen Ai was like a meat bun being stared at by a puppy, the hairs all over her body stood up, she pretended not to care about it, and said fiercely, "Get out!"

Burt looked at her with a delicate expression for a second, and really knelt and sat up.

Zhen Ai was so shocked that her face turned pale, she turned her head at the speed of light, and flinched back desperately, but he grabbed her ankle and pulled her down under him again. "How dare you!" Zhen Ai screamed, "Bert! How dare you!"

"Look if I dare." He smiled, his tone like bickering.

"I kill you!"

"I don't think you would be willing to kill me." Burt smiled even wider.

Zhen Ai couldn't push it away no matter how hard she tried, her eyes were red with anger, and unstoppable fear invaded her limbs like cold air.

Seeing her trembling with anger, he couldn't bear it anymore, hugged her head like coaxing a child, and murmured in her ear, his voice was a little soft: "Little C, don't move! Just one moment, good boy! How could I hurt you? But I'm having a hard time right now, so don't push me away. Okay?"

Zhen Ai was stunned, she frowned and pushed him, "I don't want it! Go away!"

He held her shoulders, his eyes lost control, he didn't know whether it was a warning or a negotiation, and he gritted his teeth word by word:
"You know? I don't want to force you. So give in one step at a time, be good and don't push me away, okay?"

She remained silent and silent, as if she had no emotion, just a doll.

But to him, in the whole world, only she is not a doll.

Zhen Ai glared at him viciously, with an expression of wanting to eat him, she angrily pulled down her skirt and rolled to a corner.

"Okay, don't be angry." He leaned over to coax her, "I didn't even touch you." It was regrettable.

"Go away!" She lifted his hand away.In front of the curtain, K heard this and nearly jumped out of his chair in surprise.

"I'm not leaving." He said slowly.

Zhen Ai was mad with rage, and was about to jump up and whip him, when suddenly three sharp sirens sounded from the open field, the first one was long and slow, and the last two were short and urgent, Zhen Ai was startled, the sound was...

She sat up abruptly, leaned over the window and looked back, wasn't it him?
The SUV came from obliquely in front, aiming straight at the waist of the car; the driving angle was just staggered, even if the K brake and the steering wheel were used to avoid it, it was too late.

"C!!!"

Seeing the heavy SUV ramming towards him, Bert instinctively threw himself on Zhen Ai, trying to protect her in his arms; He rolled the quilt and pulled the door and rolled down.

Midsummer has passed, and autumn is faint.

Many vehicles gathered on the lush and decaying field, and the police lights flashed.A long cordon was drawn at the scene, and people from all walks of life came in and out.There were no casualties, but the elites of CIA and FBI were attracted.

The FBI believes that in the recent vicious murder case, Yan Su is the number one suspect, and Zhen Ai is his student, and they are closely related.

The CIA is more cunning, saying that Zhen Ai participated in the witness protection program because she testified against a serial killer, but she is actually an ordinary student who recently did an internship in an underground factory in Prince Hill.

The surroundings were busy, Yan Su stood tall and lonely in front of the two cars that had crashed into scrap iron, his face was silent and deserted, and his mind was functioning in an orderly manner.

The only one who can make Zhen Ai leave the manor without a word is Bert, the mysterious person behind Su Qi.

It was Burt's car that was hit, and Owen's car that came diagonally.But where did they disappear?
Yan Su walked around the hit car.

The back door was open, the seats in the car were all down, and there was a torn skirt corner on the ground, which he was all too familiar with.With just one glance, someone tore a big hole in the heart that was trying to calm down.

He bought the skirt and put it on for her this morning. At that time, she was giggling in his arms, turning her head up and turning around.

At this moment, an unfamiliar turbid liquid was sticking to the rag, which belonged to a man.There is a faint masculine smell lingering in the carriage, like primitive animals using body odor to show their identity and divide their territories, and also like declaring their possession of women.

Yan Su's heart shuddered, as if the torn wound had been poured on ice.His expression remained the same, he was worried about whether Zhen Ai was hurt; he was even more worried about whether she was crying.

The agents exchanged ideas on the sidelines, preliminarily inferring that someone hijacked Zhen Ai. Although agent Owen intercepted it halfway, he was probably taken away together.

Yan Su glanced around, the wilderness, the hills, the bay.

Owen didn't appear suddenly, but followed secretly all the time.It is far away from the place where Bert threw off the policeman. Why did he choose this place to crash the car after chasing the car for so long?

He looked at the bushes swaying in the wind in the distance, without saying hello to anyone, he ran over suddenly.

Fallen leaves in the jungle, endless running, wide sea and sky, familiar mountain foot, jagged rocks, sea breeze, he rolled down from the steep sea cliff, the waves hit the shore, the wind blows sand and rocks, and at the end is the half wall of rocks, neatly cut off A piece - the place where Chace committed suicide and exploded.

This is the hidden bay in the forest, there are many strange holes, connected everywhere, easy to defend but not easy to attack.

The agents and police behind him have caught up.

"Owen is hiding here with Zhen Ai." Yan Su said affirmatively, and without further words, he went into a nearby cave.

Walked through several caves, in vain.Rice began to doubt Yan Su's judgment, and when he was about to order the evacuation, Yan Su's eyes fell on a boulder on the sea line.Walking over the rugged rock, turning a corner, the entrance of the cave that can accommodate two people is in sight.

With the ocean outside, this location is really wonderful.

Reed had a premonition, took out his gun vigilantly, and gestured for everyone to come over.While waiting, he turned his head and Yan Su went in empty-handed, and the few figures were quickly engulfed by the darkness.

After going around for an unknown number of meters, the light is getting darker and darker.Yan Su gradually slowed down, adjusting the adaptability of his eyes.Listening breathlessly, there is no sound in the black hole, only the distant sound of dripping water and the whistling of wind leaking.

He pointed at the wall with his fingertips, and continued to go in step by step. It was getting darker and darker in front of him. At a certain moment, he bumped into a black muzzle head-on, facing his eyes directly.

On Yan Su's quiet, fair and handsome face, the expression was unclear and blurred into the dark background.

Opposite, the owner of the gun is Owen.

Owen held his gun upright, his arms straight, his spine erect and solemn.His face was tough and resolute, but his gray-blue eyes were completely lacklustre, without the slightest brilliance.

The flashlight behind him caught up, and the strong light flashed across his pupils without causing any physiological reaction.

Yan Su frowned silently and deeply.

After a long time, take a step back.

Beams of more torchlight shone in, turning the narrow caverns into daylight.

The tall Owen, with his right hand resting on the protrusion of the stone wall, kept aiming with his gun raised, motionless.

There were countless bomb craters on the stone wall, and he was beaten into a sieve, and there was no place on his clothes that was not soaked in blood. The scarlet on the ground spread like a blanket, red like flowers.

The people present gasped, no one could imagine the tragedy at that time.

Even though the blood was drained and the bullets were exhausted, he still stood up straight and fought to the end.It seemed that no matter who came, he would unswervingly protect the people behind him.It seems that if there is another person, he can still wake up and shoot.

Such a young and handsome face was full of ferocity and determination that were rarely seen in ordinary times.

Yan Su Dingding looked into his empty eyes, and a trace of deep pain flashed across his brown eyes, and the words Owen once said echoed in his ears: "Do your best to keep her safe, even if you die in the line of duty."

It was winter, it was such a simple sentence at that time, but in autumn, he fulfilled it in such a tragic and tragic way.

In the hollow of a few square meters, there were no other figures.

Without Zhen Ai...

Originally, he had the last sliver of luck in his heart, hoping that Owen would rescue Zhen Ai.

It wasn't until this moment that Yan Su really felt a kind of horror that penetrated deep into his heart, like cold, painful and damp, which infiltrated into the blood bit by bit--Zhen Ai is really gone.

Is that so...?
His mind was empty, and he repeated the nightmare reincarnation of this morning countless times. She smiled softly, and gently pinched his palm. It was clear that she was still in front of her eyes a second ago, and she disappeared when she turned around...and then...she was never seen again...

He was stunned, turned around and looked back, she was gone, she was really gone.

Clearly, it's too late to even say a good farewell...

The forensic doctor examined Owen's body: "There were 21 gunshot wounds on the front, and the caliber of the bullet was uniformly 11.43mm; there was one gunshot wound on the back, with a bullet caliber of 1mm, which directly penetrated the heart. This is also a fatal wound."

The CIA Bessen agent frowned solemnly when he heard this: "Miss Zhen's gun is 11.2mm."

When Rice and the others heard the words, they all showed suspicious expressions. Owen left his protection behind. From this point of view, Zhen Ai is not a victim, but maybe an accomplice?
The agents exchanged glances with each other, and among the forensic personnel collecting evidence, there was a sudden exclamation:

"bomb!"

The atmosphere at the scene was tense, and countless pairs of eyes followed the sound. Under the messy dry seaweed, there was a red countdown. Against the dark background, it was as red as blood, which was shocking: 00:00:59
After a moment of silence, someone yelled: "Retreat!" Everyone immediately evacuated out quickly and orderly.

Only Yan Su remained motionless, showing no signs of evacuation.

His eyes were calm and sharp, and he quickly scanned the surrounding environment, on the stone wall, in the cracks, on Owen's body, and every corner of the ground, every space was spared.

The red countdown is passing fast, like someone's irretrievable life.

In the narrow hole, there were fewer and fewer people, and Agent Lopez shouted at Yansu almost as an order: "SA! Retreat immediately!"

Yan Su suddenly took a step with a blank expression on his face, and did not leave.He walked briskly in the cave, the light of the flashlight quickly swept across the cave, his eyes moved even faster, engraving every inch of blurred images into his heart.

His head was running at an unprecedented high speed, processing all the visual impressions his eyes saw, but time flew by every second without any useful information.His eyes were messy and nervous, but he refused to give up, holding up the flashlight again to search.

However, his face was stiff and cold inch by inch, like a heart that was lucky but hoped to be shattered. 00:00:39
"SA! Get back!" Agent Neil shouted at him.

He couldn't listen to anyone's words, he was desperate, hopeless, stubbornly, silently, gradually with trembling fingers, checking every possible doubt and clue in the cave.

Reed suddenly understood what Yan Su was thinking, and ran forward to pull him back: "SA, you don't want to live! The forensic personnel have done their best, and there are only thirty seconds left, it's too late!"

"GOD! PLEASE!" Yan Su suddenly let out a roar, and the flashlight slammed into the stone wall vigorously, smashing it to pieces.

The people around opened their eyes in astonishment, and there was a deathly silence. SAYAN has never been so angry and out of control.

Yan Su lifted Reed's hand, holding his head tightly with both hands, like a seriously injured lion that lost his eyes, uneasy and impatient, walking around the narrow cave at high speed, as if there was nowhere to rest, nowhere to go Give him comfort and peace:

"I can't go, there will be no traces after the explosion! Why did Owen choose this position, what did he want to say? He and Ai must have left clues. Where? No, no!" He murmured without stopping, It seems that if you stop for a second, you will feel empty, and you will feel panic; you will not stop talking, and the words you speak are trembling and panicking,
(End of this chapter)