When the bell rang for the end of school, and after listening impatiently to the teacher's instructions, Hanchuan immediately got up from his chair, stuffed his textbooks directly into his backpack, and was about to leave the classroom. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing that he was in a hurry to leave, the classmates in the class looked over one after another, all with puzzled looks, and many students around him asked him worriedly if there was anything urgent.

If it was in the past, even if he was impatient, Han Chuan would definitely reply to them one by one with a smile. After all, the school is already his last place of peace, and it must be managed well.

But not today, he was in no mood to pay attention to these people, so he just nodded copically, and Han Chuan smiled apologetically at them and rushed out of the classroom.

The university where Hankawa and the others studied is a high school affiliated to Tennozu University.

Six years ago, Tennozu University opened a new campus in Osaka, and since then, it has shifted its focus there, and valuable research materials and human resources have also left with it.

The only ones left here in Tokyo are the labs and lecture halls that are not used often.

These facilities are now incorporated into the campus of the expanded Tennozu No. 1 University.

Although the location is not remote, not many people usually go there, and many students consider them to be forbidden places, after all, they were once the origin of Apocalypse virus research.

Even though it has been confirmed that there is no residual virus, it is still a taboo for many people.

Hankawa avoided the crowds after school and took the remote route to the university lecture hall located in a corner of the campus.

Standing in front of the door, Han Chuan swallowed his saliva, hesitated, and finally gritted his teeth and walked in.

Compared to a decade ago, the lecture hall was much more dilapidated than it had been a decade earlier, with a strange smell in the air, a thick layer of dust on the floor, and a messy pile of old books around it.

A few steps further inside, behind the haphazardly stacked tables and chairs, there is a shabby sofa on which a man sits in a black suit with somewhat messy hair.

Since he had his back to the door, Kankawa couldn't see his face.

"You're here, Hankawa-kun."

Without waiting for Han Chuan to ask, Ye Zhu, who was sitting with his back against the sofa, took the lead in opening his mouth.

His voice was slightly low, not like a young man, but very much like a middle-aged man, which was Hankawa's first feeling.

Of course, this may also be the other party's tricks.

Hanchuan didn't go any further, the other party deliberately appeared behind the table and chair, and he didn't turn around when he spoke, obviously he didn't want to show his face, and it was very likely that he would be attacked if he rushed over.

Han Chuan stood in place, his hand caressing the pistol hidden at his waist, this was the weapon he carried with him, and now it came in handy, and he deliberately said with a thorn:

"Aren't you going to introduce yourself? It's not a good habit to hide your head and show your tail. ”

"You're not qualified to speak of me." Ye Zhu smiled, "Should I call you Hanchuan Tani Xun, or SUGAR?" ”

Han Chuan's face was slightly unsightly, "You are really an insider......" He suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, took a deep breath, and his eyes became sharper than ever:

"I'm here just to know if what you said in the email is true or not?"

"What do you say?"

Ye Zhu didn't answer his question, his tone was light, "Let's make a deal, Hanchuan-kun." ”

"Deal?"

"Yes, deal." He repeated, "Hand over the picture in your hand, and in turn, I will give you the information you need most right now." ”

Han Chuan's heart skipped a beat, and he replied almost reflexively: "You are indeed a member of the funeral society." ”

His expression was slightly solemn, as early as when he came here, he roughly expected that the person who asked him to come here would most likely be from the funeral society.

Although Han Chuan is very sure that so far, the funeral society should not know his identity, but after screening all the objects one after another, combined with the photo in his hand, the only one who will ask him to meet is the funeral society.

"Not really. On this note, I can assure you that I am not from the funeral society. ”

"Hmph, do you think I'm going to believe you?" Hanchuan snorted coldly.

Ye Zhu shrugged his shoulders, "Whether you believe it or not, it's not bad for me." Okay, that's all for gossip, let's get down to business. ”

He repeated what he had just said, "Hand over the photo in your hand, and I'll give you the information you need most right now, it's a good deal." ”

"You ......"

Ye Zhu didn't let him finish his words at all, and his eyes didn't turn back, he still looked at the slightly reddened sunset, and then began to say lightly:

"Han Chuan Jun, male, fifteen years old, blood type A, infected with the Apocalypse virus, after the virus spread, the degree of infection gradually deteriorated, the muscles of the whole body began to atrophy, and he has now lost his mobility."

As he spoke, Han Chuan's face became more and more gloomy, and his fists clenched tightly.

"Three years ago, Jun Hankawa was helped by GHQ and was admitted to the AP Research Center, although his condition is still deteriorating, and he is already a severe patient of the fourth stage of the Apocalypse virus.

But in terms of efficacy, his lifespan was indeed extended.

However, the treatment at the AP Research Center is not free, and in order to be able to receive treatment with the most advanced equipment, patients living there have to pay a high cost of treatment. ”

Speaking of this, Ye Zhu paused, "And this is the reason why you work for GHQ, Hanchuan Guxun, you are really a good brother, I am very moved." ”

"What the hell are you trying to say......" Han Chuan's expression was hideous.

At this time, his expression was completely different, and any of his classmates would be horrified when they saw him.

Normally, he would never be so out of shape, even if someone holds a gun to his head, he has the confidence to stay calm, but as long as he talks about his younger brother, he can't calm down at all.

Ye Zhu sighed, "I'll just say it, you were deceived." ”

Without waiting for Han Chuan to ask, he continued:

"The AP research center where Jun Hankawa is located is not a hospital at all, but a laboratory specializing in the study of the Apocalypse virus. Patients like your brother are gathered there not to save them, but to make it easier to study them. ”

"Don't ...... No kidding! Han Chuan instantly got goosebumps, and his eyes widened, "How is this possible!" Do you think I'm going to believe this kind of nonsense you're saying? ”

Ye Zhu glanced at him, "It's still the same sentence, whether you believe it or not, it's not bad for me." ”

He paused, and his tone was meaningful:

"Actually, you should know very well...... Kankawa-kun, stop deceiving yourself, you already realized this, didn't you - or, in fact, you were expecting this kind of thing to happen? ”

Listening to his words, Han Chuan's fists clenched tighter and tighter, and when he heard the end, his face was already covered with a look of horror and shame, "What the hell are you talking about, I don't understand at all!" ”

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand."

Ye Zhu shrugged his shoulders and didn't continue to delve into it, but changed his words: "Hanchuan-kun, you are a smart person, I think I have said so much, you should already understand, right?"

You've been tricked by GHQ.

In the past few years, you have worked hard for them, and even did a lot of dirty things and killed a lot of people, and the money you got in exchange for it was all used for the treatment of Han Chuan Jun.

But the AP Research Center is lying to you from the beginning, there is no stage 4 'tylriasis' treatment at all, and the condition deteriorates to this extent that even if the vaccine is useless, all the patient can do is wait for death. ”

Hankawa Gu took a few steps backwards, his hair falling down to cover his eyes.

The thoughts in his mind were tumbling, and the doubts and conjectures that had been faintly generated over the years, combined with what he had just heard, finally came to a fact that he did not want to face.

"Hah...... Ha – hahahahaha! ”

Han Chuan began to tremble all over, and finally laughed like madness in the sky, the laughter was extremely mocking and self-masochistic, his expression was hideous and ridiculous, and even tears flowed out:

"That is to say—was I toyed with them in the palm of my hand from the beginning? Over the years, I have betrayed my self-esteem, my personality, my friends, and I have done absolutely evil things, and I have lived like a dog......"

He looked dumbfounded, "Is this the result......

After five minutes of silence, Han Chuan slowly stood up, his expression as cold and hard as a dead man:

"I can give you the picture, but I got in touch with the guy last night and told me that the information was not easy. If I don't give a reasonable explanation, they will definitely doubt me. ”

"You don't have to worry about that, give me the photo, and I'll give you another photo, and then you can turn it in."

"I see. You'd better hurry, I'll be in contact with them once every seven days, and I'll have to hand over the information in two days. ”

Ye Zhu said lightly, "I know, when the photo is corrected, I will send it to your terminal along with a document about the Apocalypse virus, and you can prepare to receive it."

Don't worry I'll go back, I've always kept my word, at least when it comes to trading. ”

"Hmph." Han Chuan's tone was cold and noncommittal.

"The deal has been negotiated, and now it's time for the extra time." Ye Zhu glanced at his expression, and then continued in a very inflammatory tone:

"Do you want to work with me? As long as you are willing to do a few things for me, I will tell you how to save Han Chuanjun. ”

Hanchuan clenched his fists, and after a long silence, he nodded faintly.

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At the same time, outside the Roppongi area.

Dressed in school uniforms, Sakura Manji stands alone on the red-dyed deserted streets.

The wind gradually blew, rolling up the dead leaves on the ground, and his back looked a little thin under the dark sky.

Sakura Manji hugged his shoulders and looked around a little timidly, faintly regretting in his heart, "I didn't come if I knew I wouldn't come." ”

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