The approaching thunder echoed through the long orbital module, as if an ancient beast was slowly approaching. Helo covered his ears and slid headlong into the nearby activity pod. The lights were brightly lit inside, and several people were doing their own physical training.

The white eagle was practicing fighting with the lone wolf, the nightingale was sunbathing on the treadmill, and Ando was soaking in the small circulating reservoir in a leisurely backstroke, whistling at the people who came in: "Come here, there are handsome Asian guys to watch!" ”

Hero rolled his eyes and closed the hatch, the deafening sound of rock 'n' roll that made his eardrums, which had just been ravaged by thunder, ache. He walked over to the player, tuned the music to a low, melodious cello tune, and sat down on the ab stretcher for dozens of rounds before his tense nerves were relieved.

"Didn't sleep last night, okay? I'm guessing you're awakened by thunder again, aren't you? Ando smiled wickedly in the pool, turning his head sideways to look at the panting youth on the gym machine.

The other party didn't pay attention to him, his eyes looked directly at the meter, and he methodically completed the one hundred and first sit-ups before he sat up, lifted his clothes and wiped his sweat.

When he did so, the hem of the young man's clothes revealed a thin waist like white porcelain, and the steel nails at the tail vertebrae shimmered slightly with the undulations of the body, exuding a cruel beauty.

Ando swallowed his throat, got up from the water with a bang, revealed his ** absentmindedly, walked to the nearest window and opened the visor.

The flickering light of lightning fell silently through the glass, and although it was inaudible, it still caused a little shock to Helo.

He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth in annoyance, and scolded, "Are you looking for death, Ando?" White Eagle! ”

The nightingale saw that he had killed someone, and his brother, who did not blink an eyelid, rushed over like a dog's leg and closed the window. As he walked past Helo, noticing the bloody gauze on the other party's slender neck, the young man leaned over with concern and handed him a towel: "What's going on, Captain?" How did you...... Injured? ”

"It's nothing, it's just a bruise," Helo took the towel and thanked him, only to feel a slight tingling in his neck.

"I just saw that you looked listless, so I woke you up......" The trickster spread his hands innocently and pointed out the window, "but...... With this terrible weather condition, are you sure you want to leave today? ”

"Can you put your pants on first?"

Helo frowned, glanced at the other man's lower body in disgust, threw a towel in his face, and spit in his heart for this exhibitionism that was not too majestic in his size-

Compared to Sayara......

He hurriedly stopped the car in his head, wiped the sweat from his face uncomfortably, hesitated for a moment, and decided to confess to his companions: "I don't want to delay Sayra's time, he ...... last night Ran out, and the appearance was very abnormal, as if trying to pass on some information to me, and then tried to escape. ”

"Oh? It's weird. Flee ......" Nightingale stopped applying lipstick, her slender eyebrows jumped, and she murmured to herself, "Where does he want to escape?" Where can they escape? ”

When Helo heard the second half of the sentence, he shook his head: "I don't know, but I must be planning to leave this ship." Exposing himself to his physical condition is nothing short of suicidal. ”

He said with difficulty. These words were said by himself, and he couldn't help but make his heart beat for a while.

"I've made some new discoveries about Sayara's situation......"

Ando cleared his throat and walked over to him, holding the stretcher's bracket with his elbows, but he looked down at him with a serious expression, as if he wanted to say something shocking.

"If I say that Sayaro is a corpse now, will you beat me to death?"

Helo raised his eyelids slowly, his light blue pupils staring at his face like a laser drill for two or three seconds, and said categorically, "I'll kick you into the spiral vortex at the stern." This will save you the oil and use the fat on your body. ”

White Eagle snorted and laughed beside him.

Ando imagined the scene for a moment and shuddered: "Well, I mean, all his blood cells have already died, and there is no meaning in storing zài in his body." ”

"Already? Didn't you say he was very healthy? "Helo is like falling into an ice cellar, cold from head to toe.

"Nope. His blood cells had been dead for at least a few years, and they hadn't regenerated," he paused, slowing his speech, "but instead replaced by another thing disguised as blood cells." I've never seen anything like it......"

"Yesterday I wanted to do a blood immunization on Sayero and found that his blood cells looked like a swarm of abnormally active Leishmania donovani under the microscope after a warming test. Of course, in terms of molecular weight and reproduction methods, there are still essential differences from those little ones, and there are no symptoms similar to kala-azar found in Sayero......"

Helo interrupted him with an impatient frown: "Don't talk to me about biology class, talk about people. ”

"Those things look like blood cells, but they don't function as blood cells. A person can't survive without blood cells, not even a half-prosthetic person like Sayara. The only reason why his bodily functions are still functioning is because the parasite is moving. He must be isolated and kept at our distance. The best thing to do is to lock him in a hibernation pod until we reach the colony. Ando pushed the glasses mark on the bridge of his nose and spoke quickly.

"I agree." White Eagle nodded hurriedly, "Judging by my instinct as a killer, Sayaro is dangerous. ”

"Shut up, what kind of wind are you talking about."

Helo scolded coldly, and he stood up and lifted the bracket on the exerciser, so that the person who was propping it up fell to the ground one by one. He bent down, pinched the chin of the person who got up, looked down at the other person condescendingly, and asked word by word, "Do dead people deliver messages?" Do parasites talk? ”

"That's ......," Ando nodded thoughtfully.

Helo's heart was on fire: "Nonsense! If Sayaro is really dead, I will let you be buried with you. You owe him his life, you said it yourself. ”

Feeling the strength of his jaw tighten, Ando narrowed his slender fox eyes as if he felt very comfortable: "But for the sake of the lives of the whole ship, I think this is the wisest thing to do." ”

- Indeed, it is better to be insured than to put Sajaro in a medical module.

But in terms of Sayara's unstable mental condition, isolating him completely again may cause him to lose the best "collapse consciousness restructuring period" (referring to the recovery period after a long dormant period of mental retardation, declining IQ, and emotional instability in a person who has been dormant for a long time during space travel), and he will really become a vegetative person.

He must not allow that to happen.

"I'm not against that. But before I can isolate him, I have one thing I have to do. Helo let go of the hand that was clamping Ando's jaw, grabbed his sweaty hands, and grabbed the stretching device.

"What do you want to do?" Ando looked at Helo suspiciously, and found that the other party's eyes reflected a strange look, and the corners of his forehead jumped.

In front of his eyes, he saw the young man lying naked on the operating table, holding a laser scalpel and forcing him to transform his body. That kind of expression will never be forgotten by him for the rest of his life.

What is this kid going to do out of the ordinary?

"I'm going to try to hack his brain."

"What?" White Eagle stared at the indifferent young man in surprise, "You... Can you do this? But Sayero is not an android, and he doesn't have an electronic brain, so how can you invade? ”

"You're wrong. Ever heard of the 'Cranial Cortex Magnetic Pulse Brain Reader'? This was originally a high-tech technology used by the US Security Agency three years ago to monitor the suspect's dreams to solve the case. By inputting magnetic pulse waves into the target's brain, the brain wave resonance, so that the target's consciousness is formed into a holographic image through the computer, so that the police can enter the target's brain in person, looking for clues. ”

Helo narrowed his eyes, picked up the e-cigarette on the table, lit one, and exhaled a puff of dark blue smoke, speaking unhurriedly.

"At first, when this technology was first used, there were some unstable factors, such as if the target's brain waves were too strong, it would inevitably have a bad effect on the user's nerves, and even change the behavior and thoughts of the other party. In order to solve these shortcomings, a Chinese scientist in Hong Kong participated in the transformation of this brain reader, and he happened to be my mentor. After racking his brains and failing to succeed, one of his students 'inadvertently' cracked a string of crucial code......"

"Under intense pressure from the U.S., he took the student's work for himself, and his student got the key to hacking into the NSA network, transforming the brain reader into a fun and easier toy."

In the stunned eyes of several people, Helo lowered his eyelids and shrugged nonchalantly, as if to say something as trivial as eating and sleeping, when in fact this kind of hacking game was not too challenging for him, and the only thing that interested him was Sayero's brain. It's a pity that Sayaro has already left at that time, and this toy has not yet come in handy, he originally planned to do this when he got that thing in his hands, and this will finally have a place to use, so how can he be willing to let go of this rare opportunity.

"I once used this technology to hack into the brain of an examiner in a hacking contest and saved my life with his hand."

"You, you're talking about that international hack showdown five years ago?! You're the 'Silver Wing Rover' who broke the rules of the tournament and stopped it? The boy only gave a thumbs up, thinking that the man in front of him, who was only a few years older than him, was simply sexy.

Ando folded his arms noncommittally and made no objections.

"It's risky."

The woman's cold voice splashed down like ice water.

"He was a neo-Nazi officer." Nightingale moved her mechanical fingers and stood up, "That means he's been trained in strict secrecy. If I understand correctly, if you want to invade his brain, you must first successfully hypnotize him, and if the hypnosis is not successful, the consequences are unimaginable. He may kill you unconsciously, because of an instinctive reflex. ”

Ando nodded in agreement.

What he knew, and what Helo and others didn't know, was that Sayero was not simply a neo-Nazi officer, a high-ranking mercenary, but an agent of the U.S. Intelligence Agency's Special Retrieval Unit I, a Tibetan warrior who had come out of a devil's camp deep in the snow-capped mountains of Tibet, and who had faced the most brutal training in the world from the moment he entered that hell, just like a group of teenagers selected from orphanages around the world. They had to fight each other like Roman gladiators, fight against hungry and ferocious beasts in the snowy mountains alone like hunters, climb glaciers with their bare hands, and fight to the death countless times to survive. Every ten years, less than a tenth of the total number of survivors emerge from that devil's camp.

And Sayero was one of the best of his decade.

"He's a cold-blooded killer indeed." Ando muttered to himself.

Sayero's willpower is unimaginably powerful and wants to invade his brain...... It was definitely not an easy task, and the risk that Hlo had to take was unpredictable.

TBC

The younger brother died a great death...... Brother's brain is simply a yin hole, okay, by the way, I thought that after invading the brain, I just watched the memory killing small theater, and you were wrong XD

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