Chapter Seventy-One: Lao Chu (Second Watch)
Shen Cang looked at Xu Xia incredulously.
The Xu Xia he has always had in his impression is upright, and even more jealous and hateful.
When it comes to an incident like tonight, what he does should not be to sit idly by, or even nibble on apples here to watch the play.
Xu Xia threw the fruit core in his hand, and hit the garbage basket, which was not bad at all.
Pull out a tissue and wipe each finger carefully.
Only then did he turn to Shen Cang, "Have you heard of the organization of the Remnant Moon?" ”
Then he thought about it, and before Shen Cang spoke, he added, "I mean in the real world." ”
Shen Cang's expression changed instantly, and he finally connected with the tattoo.
"The world's third-ranked Killer Alliance, Waning Moon?"
Xu Xia nodded, "It's been a while since I came to this game, and I'm sure you know that except for some traditional online game settings, the rest of the world view settings here are all from the real world, including the event line." ”
Shen Cang nodded, just like the life experience of each of them, it is a copy of the real society, and there are traces to follow.
But he still couldn't understand Xu Xia's intention in saying this.
Xu Xia snapped his fingers, "You and I can have seventy or eighty percent overlap with the real society, so are other people the same, what do you think?" ”
Shen Cang suddenly realized in an instant.
Before he could say anything, the sound of the door being unlocked was heard.
There was a click.
The iron door creaked open, and a strong smell of blood wafted in.
A skeletal hand and a bloody boot followed.
"Uncle, I'm back!" Xu Xia said hello without being surprised, and he didn't move.
Boss Lin walked in, took off his windbreaker, and hung it on the coat rack on the side.
A sudden blood-red patch spread out on the white shirt.
Xu Xia suddenly raised the corners of his eyes, "Big steel cannon, look, this doesn't look like a cold plum blossom that blooms alone?" ”
After the words fell, she stood up, walked to the coffee table familiarly, and pulled out a medical kit from underneath.
"Uncle, I'll help you take care of your wounds."
Uncle Lin nodded, his face was a little pale, and he couldn't tell at all that he was the one who had killed all sides just now, and his cheeks that had been frosted looked soft and kind.
Sit down on a bench and slowly unbutton your shirt one by one.
The blood glued the fabric of the clothes to the skin, and every movement involved Uncle Lin's facial muscles and twitched.
Xu Xia frowned, dipped the cotton swab in alcohol, and said softly, "Uncle, bear with me, I need to melt the congealed blood, otherwise I won't be able to take off my clothes." ”
Uncle Lin nodded a little stiffly.
Xu Xia looked up at Shen Cang, who was wooden, and was not angry, "Why don't you come over to help?" ”
Shen Cang nodded and walked over, with a bottle of alcohol and a cotton swab immediately stuffed in his hand.
"Pour it slowly, use a cotton swab to take off my uncle's clothes."
While speaking, Xu Xia also took out a pair of medical scissors and carefully pulled up a corner of Uncle Lin's clothes.
The two glanced at each other and began to cooperate tacitly.
"Be gentle, be careful." A few drops of blood were splashed on his hand, Xu Xia's eyes sank, and he admonished.
Only then did Shen Cang realize that he didn't know when he started behind him, and he was already soaked in sweat.
The fabric was wrinkled and clinging to his vest, uncomfortable and awkward.
Xu Xia took out a free hand and patted Shen Cang's shoulder.
Shen Cang pursed his lips and said nothing.
Xu Xia couldn't take care of him anymore, his hand movements accelerated, and he tore off his clothes with three strikes and five divisions, exposing the wound in front of his eyes.
Xu Xia put down the scissors, picked up a pair of tweezers instead, and carefully poked into them.
The wrist is particularly stable.
In the blink of an eye, a metal warhead jumped out, fell to the ground, and finally rolled to Shen Cang's feet.
Xu Xia's eyes were sharp, and he was only gathered in one place, and he was extremely serious.
Sterilize, medicate, bandage.
In less than three minutes, she had done it all.
Retrieve all the medicines and tools into the medical kit and restore the kit.
Xu Xia had time to raise his sleeves to wipe the beads of sweat from his sideburns.
A long exhalation of turbid air.
She has really abandoned her business for a long time, and such a simple emergency trauma treatment has made her so tired.
"Thank you." Uncle Lin folded his clothes and showed a tired smile at Xu Xia.
Xu Xia shook his head and chuckled, "I thought you would avoid me to deal with the wound yourself as usual, how did you figure it out this time?" ”
Uncle Lin laughed, "If I want to talk to you, I have to find a conversation to start with." ”
"Say thank you?" Xu Xia replied teasingly.
Uncle Lin nodded thoughtfully, "That's it." ”
Xu Xia blinked, "Miki is not your biological son!" ”
Straight to the point, Shen Cang instantly stood between the two of them, looking at Uncle Lin vigilantly.
Such a dangerous person, is the little thing brainless?
Is this the time to talk about this?
Uncle Lin smiled suddenly, and sighed a little in his tone, "This kid is protective of you, you two have a good relationship, you usually fight and make trouble, but you can risk your life for the other party at a critical moment." ”
Xu Xia smiled lightly, pulled Shen Cang's wrist, and pulled the person to sit on the sofa mountain.
I sat down next to each other.
"Uncle knows a lot about this! Back then, Senior Chu and you probably had this kind of relationship, falling in love and killing each other. Xu Xia's tail tone rose, but his eyes were firmly fixed on Uncle Lin.
Uncle Lin's expression darkened for a moment, and he continued to laugh, "Do you know Lao Chu? ”
I was a little surprised.
Xu Xia nodded, "I specially asked the instructor for the information." ”
Uncle Lin shook his head and was categorical, "Impossible." ”
Xu Xia pulled the corners of his mouth away, "Why is it impossible?" ”
Uncle Lin pursed his lips and looked at Xu Xia deeply, as if he wanted to see into her eyes and see all her true thoughts and purposes.
Unfortunately not.
The layers of fog made him desperate, and finally gave up.
"How did you know Lao Chu?" He asked, his voice a little desolate.
Xu Xia narrowed his eyes, and his whole breath seemed a little cold and hard.
"If I want to cure Miki, I have to understand what Miki's doctored memories are, and what is in that experience that can't be recorded, so naturally I have to do some homework."
"Moreover, you have always acted arrogantly, and you are not afraid of being seen by me or guessed by me."
Uncle Lin smiled, "You know me." ”
Xu Xia shook his head, "It's not that I know you, it's that you want me to understand you." ”
Uncle Lin sighed, "The afterlife is terrifying!" ”
The implication is to admit what Xu Xia said.
Xu Xia rubbed his palms up and down twice, "In the archives, the information of Chu's predecessors is SSS-level classified content, and yours is also S-level, under these two points, how long do you think the current peace can be maintained?" ”
(To be continued)