Yang Song painfully picked up the photos of Gao Zheng's death scene scattered on the ground. He just died on the bed. His blood and chopped pieces of flesh were all over the bed, almost covering the entire bed.
"Fat Gao is indeed a fat man, he has a lot of meat..." Yang Song laughed at himself. He couldn't figure out why Gao Zheng died so miserably in his sleep, why he came to his dream, could he be
Are you here specifically to protect yourself?
Thinking of this, Yang Song couldn't help but choke up. He regretted saying those words to Gao Zheng's father. Poor Gao Zheng, even though he hated him so much, still risked his life to protect him, and looked at him before he died.
, leave the hope of life to yourself.
The two soldiers standing at the door responsible for monitoring Yang Song looked a little strange. The young man kneeling on the ground holding the photo suddenly gave off an aura that even them felt scared. This feeling was naturally not felt by ordinary people, but
As soldiers, they are very sensitive to the coming danger.
"What happened to Mr. Zheng's grandson?" a soldier whispered.
"It's probably because something happened to his friend. Stop talking and keep your mouth shut while you're on duty." Another soldier licked his lips and said.
Wiping away his tears, Yang Song grabbed a lot of paper on the table and wiped his nose. He suddenly smiled and said: "Fat Gao, I remember that before I woke up, I seemed to help you avenge you? The person who killed you
Being trampled to death by me is not enough to compensate for your death, but I hope you will feel better over there."
Putting the photo gently on the table, Yang Song stood by the floor-to-ceiling window with a calm face. The past things were in the past. What he was more worried about now was his own safety and the strange things that happened to him.
Interpretation of things.
Recalling everything that happened before, from around ten o'clock last night to the evening soon, Yang Song had spent a period of confusion and fear. It was his duty to face everything with strength. Maybe God hated himself for not being able to do so.
I want to strive for success and want to take some hardships to temper myself.
"It's too luxurious to just use all humans as sparring partners..." Yang Song murmured.
A soldier walked into the room and said to Yang Song: "Mr. Yang, please tidy up. We are leaving soon and the plane has been arranged."
Yang Song nodded, but he had nothing to pack at all. He followed the soldier and walked outside. The military hospital lived up to its name. It was a hospital in the military region. Not long after he came out of the hospital, Yang Song saw
Mr. Zheng and Xiaorou were waiting for him on a road, with a row of motorcade behind them.
"Get in the car." Lao Zheng didn't say anything to Yang Song, but turned around and got into the black car behind him.
Yang Song naturally squeezed into the back row with Xiaorou. He glanced at the cars behind him and asked, "Are those people in the back together?"
"They are responsible for protecting you." Xiaorou whispered.
Yang Song nodded and glanced at the back of Mr. Zheng's head. The sense of dependence he had generated from chatting with Mr. Zheng in the morning disappeared. Many times, feelings can be seen through with just one look and one movement. Now that he thinks of those smiles,
How false.
The supervision of Yang Song became more and more strict. This time, the plane responsible for transporting Yang Song was replaced by a large passenger plane. The most useful thing about this kind of passenger plane is that it can put a full 20 fully armed soldiers beside Yang Song and five more anytime and anywhere.
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According to Xiaorou, these people don't know the true condition of Yang Song's body at all. They only know that Yang Song is a person with a very noble status. Even if he suffers a little bit of damage, they cannot bear the wrath of the government.
Perhaps only threats and fear can make people most attentive and dedicated. These soldiers were sitting not far behind Yang Song. They didn't even dare to blink. In fact, they were also very surprised. Could they still encounter them on this plane?
Is it dangerous?
Perhaps only Mr. Zheng will know why he made such an arrangement. Is it to protect Yang Song or to protect himself? If he doesn't say it, no one will know.
But this time Mr. Zheng still didn't learn the lesson from last time and stayed in the room across the bulkhead from Yang Song. Maybe he thought that since Yang Song had killed Gao Zheng, there was no need to sleep?
Yang Song didn't like the feeling of being stared at by dozens of people, but he could only endure it. In order to isolate himself from the people around him, he borrowed a mobile phone from Xiaorou and put on headphones to listen to the song.
After casually logging into QQ, Yang Song was in such a hurry when he left the dormitory that he didn't take his mobile phone with him all day. For a normal college student in the 21st century, this can almost be said to be a disaster.
After a while, he remembered the news. Yang Song received messages from many people, including classmates and teachers, including the head teacher who wanted to kill him. At the same time, there was a pinned message at the top of all the messages.
The message, that message was sent by someone who had severed the relationship with Yang Song a long time ago. Although the relationship was severed, Yang Song still had some nostalgia in his heart and was reluctant to give up completely, so he did not delete that person.
"I heard that you broke the law?" This was the first sentence that person sent to Yang Song.
"I'm with someone else." This was the second sentence. When Yang Song tried to reply to the message, he realized that he had been blocked by the other party.
He laughed at himself, deleted the message, and looked at the message from the head teacher. It was sent at noon. He seemed to be sleeping at that time, and the message sent by the head teacher naturally asked whether he had really broken the law and been arrested.
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Yang Song replied: In his mind, the head teacher might have died more miserably than Fatty Gao? He didn't know if he had been discovered.
However, the class teacher replied to Yang Song's QQ message, asking why Yang Song left school and why the entire dormitory was taken away for investigation.
Yang Song was stunned, and suddenly straightened up, but saw Xiaorou waking up from her nap opposite her, looking at him with a puzzled face, smiling, indicating that she was okay, and then quickly sent a message to the class teacher: "Teacher, are you okay?
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"What can I do? I'm still in class, I'll talk about it later."
Yang Song felt as if he had been hit hard by a whip. Why was the head teacher fine? But Gao Zheng was dead? Did he guess wrong? Not everyone who appeared in his dream was real. The previous dream
Is it true that only the tall and fat man among the people in the movie is real?
Thousands of questions were circulating in Yang Song's mind. He really didn't know how to find the truth of the matter. Everything was in chaos.
Putting his cell phone on the table, Yang Song decided to conceal these things. He knew that government officials including Mr. Zheng were very eager to get all the information about him, but he could never tell them easily. His intuition told Yang Song that all this was not true.
So simple.
However, after flying for two hours, Yang Song's plane arrived in Beijing, but it crossed the urban area of Beijing and arrived at a plain on the edge of a mountain, where there was a small military zone.
The plane came to a bumpy stop, and then Yang Song was pulled by Mr. Zheng onto the military vehicle that had been waiting not far away, and drove all the way to the depths of the mountains not far from the plain.
Yang Song knew that he had arrived at a secret base, and maybe he would stay here for a long time in the future.
And this is indeed what Zheng Lao thought. After getting on the plane at the military hospital, he finally spoke to Yang Song: "From now on, you have to stay in this base. You cannot leave here until the matter on you is solved."
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"When are you going to tell other countries about my existence? Or are you going to keep hiding it? Do you know what the consequences will be?" Yang Song said.
"Who in the world knows that the root of all these incidents is in China? And who knows that that person is you? The government has begun to carry out the most stringent confidentiality work in history. You have to believe that China can survive the strict crackdown and surveillance of all countries in the world.
By building a nuclear bomb, you can be hidden from the eyes of the whole world." Mr. Zheng said with some pride.
Yang Song said coldly: "It seems that I am already a caged thing in your eyes."
Glancing at Yang Song, Mr. Zheng turned his head and said coldly: "When we get to the base, my mission is completed. You can take care of yourself."
"No one will harm me, I don't need to take care of myself." Yang Song smiled lightly.
Unknowingly, Yang Song's personality began to change, perhaps when he escaped from school, perhaps when he was chased by the police, or perhaps when he fought with the enemy in his dream.
A person only needs to pay the price of blood.
However, he has never been able to understand the mentality of the government. Why is it that they are not sincere and fearful to protect such an important person and open their minds to understand each other so that we can jointly solve this problem for all mankind?
How can he make them talk coldly to him and send dozens of soldiers to monitor his every move?
It was only now that he was standing at the entrance of the Longteng base built deep in the mountains that Yang Song understood the reason. On the left stood a row of scientists who were full of fanaticism and almost didn't use knives to experiment on themselves. On the right was a group of cold-eyed stares.
The man in his own suit was followed by a large group of soldiers in green military uniforms.
Everyone here knows what happened to Yang Song. Just because they know what happened, almost no one has good intentions towards Yang Song. All they think about is resenting themselves, rejecting themselves, hating themselves, and studying themselves.
Taking advantage of themselves, this is a group of people who are so realistic that it makes people feel frightened. Coming here by yourself is really no different from sending a lamb into the flock.
A middle-aged man in a suit standing at the far end of the gate shook hands with Mr. Zheng, and then Mr. Zheng took Xiaorou away. The person standing in front of him changed from Mr. Zheng to a middle-aged man with a smile on his face.
young man.
"Hello, dear Mr. Yang, this is Longteng Base. Here, you can definitely get the highest level of protection. We already know what happened to you. On behalf of all the scientists here, I solemnly swear to you that we will do our best to solve the problem.
I will solve the puzzles on your body and give you a normal body." The person in charge of the base named Liu Xiao promised Yang Song solemnly.
A slight smile appeared at the corner of Yang Song's mouth. This smile had appeared on Mr. Zheng's face before. He really almost believed it.