Wu Qinyuan finally calmed down the moment the elevator door opened.

As one of the highest combat forces designated by the Ministry of Disasters, what kind of ability the "Knight" Wound Liunian has, except for the town-level commander of the Thunder Dragon Brigade and the Dragon Pastor Shangguan Shanshui, who is in charge of himself, no one else knows. Even all the action records and videos about the injured years were sorted out by Shangguan Shanshui himself and handed over to the town guards to be responsible.

Because the existence of high-level aliens themselves is distorting this world, if ordinary people see their peculiarities, it is easy to be mentally polluted, and then alienated. So even as the leader of the Coyote Brigade stationed in S City, Wu Qinyuan didn't know what Wounded Year's ability was, and he wasn't sure how he would attack others. The supervision and monitoring of J3-level catalysts is the main job of the Coyote Brigade, and to deal with the rampage of high-level Inhumans requires the use of the Ministry's relative plan.

Among them, the plan for the injury year is: if the target is abnormal, report to the headquarters as soon as possible, and must not conflict with it, and guide it into the no-man's land.

When Wu Qinyuan asked the headquarters what would happen if the injury was out of control, his superiors described him as; No less than several heavy main battle tanks loaded with ammunition. It's not so much about having a plan for it to get out of control, it's all about trying not to let it get out of control as much as possible. It was also based on this consideration that Shangguan Shanshui was arranged to replace his predecessor as his dragon pastor.

And Wu Qinyuan has worked with Wound Liunian for ten years, it can be said that he has watched Wound Streamian grow from a hairy young man to a reliable combat force in his own right, he has always thought that Wound Streamian is the most trustworthy companion, although because of his special background and the history of the initial hazard level judged to be H level (destruction level), he has always been feared and rejected by the people in the ministry, but in his eyes, Wound Stream Nian is the same as his grandson, honest and reliable.

He never thought that there would be a day of rebellion in the year of the wounded year, and he never imagined that when this day came, how he would face this junior who was also a friend in his eyes. Until now, he still doesn't want to believe that he will rebel in his heart, let alone believe that he will hurt his girlfriend Shangguan Shanshui.

Wu Qinyuan quietly walked through the empty corridor, and this entire floor was bought by the ministry as a stronghold for the Thunder Dragon Brigade to work in S City. At this moment, the office building in the middle of the night is exceptionally silent, and only the sound of his own footsteps echoes in the dark corridor, which makes Wu Qinyuan subconsciously lighten his steps, and the penultimate office at the end of the south corridor is the office where Shangguan Shan was at the level, here he has walked many times in the past ten years, but it has never been as heavy as tonight.

There have been countless crises that have erupted, and at the worst time, Wu Qinyuan had to rush here in person to negotiate and plan with Long Mu at that time. But he never panicked, because he knew that as long as the young man was there, and the knight who was known as one of the strongest combat forces of the active dragon brigade was there, then all the problems would be solved.

But tonight, his once greatest reliance may have become the craziest nightmare hanging over the city.

The familiar office came into view the moment Wu Qinyuan crossed the corner, and in the dark corridor, only the office emitted a faint blue light from the half-open door, like an entrance to the abyss. Wu Qinyuan took a deep breath and walked there step by step, and as the distance narrowed, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger into his nostrils.

He secretly screamed in his heart, and hurriedly rushed to the door, and the hand on the doorknob hesitated for a moment and then pushed the door open decisively, and what caught his eyes was the display screen hanging all over the wall, and a woman lying in a pool of blood, scattered with broken furniture everywhere.

Wu Qinyuan pressed the light switch with his hand, pounced on the woman in the pool of blood, and found that it was none other than the injured Long Mu - Shangguan Shanshui who had just sent out a distress signal. At this moment, a circular wound with a diameter of five centimeters was pierced in Shangguan Shanshui's chest, and blood came out of the wound like flowing water. Wu Qinyuan hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold the wound, and Shangguan Shanshui's faint heartbeat reached his hand through his plump chest.

Feeling the heartbeat, Wu Qinyuan felt a great peace in his heart, and hurriedly shouted to the communicator on the neckline: "Medical team!" Fast! Come on to the medical team! ”

"It's... Be... Is Wu old? Feeling his chest being pressed, Shangguan Shanshui was stimulated by the severe pain and came to his senses

"What about the wounded years?" Wu Qinyuan asked anxiously

"I don't know... After he destroyed the information... Just left..."Shangguan Shanshui dragged his weak body, his dilated pupils gradually gained focus, and he said intermittently

"Okay, I see, you don't talk yet, stay awake! The medical team will be there shortly. Wu Qinyuan heard that the wounded year had left, and he didn't know if he should breathe a sigh of relief. At least Shangguan Shanshui didn't die was the first good news he got tonight. Although he had 10,000 questions to ask Shangguan Shanshui, he didn't understand why the model boyfriend who was still smiling at him yesterday and showing off his ring killed his girlfriend today, could it be said that Inhumans are Inhumans after all, and they are destined to bear sins, and one day they will not be able to control themselves in the world to spread tyranny and disasters. However, at this moment, he didn't have the heart to ask what was going on, he just shouted loudly at Shangguan Shanshui, condensing her already scattered consciousness, no matter what, she must be rescued now.

Soon, the medical team that had been on standby downstairs for a long time rushed in, and after quickly checking the wound, they injected Shangguan Shanshui with cardiopulmonary resuscitation drugs, hung up a blood bag, and carried her downstairs. Wu Qinyuan held her bloodstained hands and watched her being carried down by everyone, and called several technicians to come up to support.

Throughout the office, the furniture was destroyed cleanly, and every plank was rudely disassembled. The vandal was clearly familiar with the place, and judging by the traces left at the scene, the entire dismantling process was carried out in an orderly manner, and it seemed that he was looking for something. He didn't know if all this was done before Shangguan Shanshui sent out the distress signal or after. If it is later, then if he fails to stop the coyote players who came to support in time, the consequences will be unimaginable. He remembered his superiors' description of the wounded years, and he didn't know what kind of preparation he needed to take on a group of heavy main battle tanks in a cramped office building.

"Old Wu, all the hard drives have been removed, and none of them are left." The technicians quickly tested several pieces of equipment, and the results were not as expected by Wu Qinyuan, and he was a very cautious person, and it was impossible for him to leave clues about tonight's video. But on the other hand, what puzzled him was

"If you really decide to betray the ministry, why do you want to keep Guan Shanshui alive?"

……

Meng Wei's mansion, Meng Fusheng's bedroom.

At the moment, she was lying on the bed rummaging through her phone. In the past few days, Meng Wei has given her a grounding order and is not allowed to go out, while the maid Xiao An is tightly guarding the door to prevent her from taking a step out of the house. Meng Wei at the school has already asked his daughter for a long vacation, in Meng Wei's words: If Li Yao's case is not concluded for a day, she will not want to step out of this courtyard for a day.

Meng Fusheng didn't understand that he had already finished his confession according to Meng Wei's arrangement, and he had also broken away from the relationship with the case. Why should Meng Wei be so cautious? I have been uncomfortable living here for the past few days, the woman who didn't want to call her a stepmother when she was killed, looked at her like she was looking at something particularly unclean, Meng Fusheng even doubted that if she called her "Mom" affectionately, this woman would definitely be able to spit it out in front of her.

She flipped through the circle of friends, saw a friend dynamic, and read it softly, "Life is a delicate birdcage, and I am a canary with folded wings, holding the yearning for freedom in this gorgeous shackle, lonely and lonely." ”

"Hahaha, you're still a canary in that size, I'm only afraid that the pigsty can lock you up." Meng Fusheng remembered the size of the owner of this dynamic, rolled and laughed on the bed, and after laughing, he hurriedly ran to comment below

"I feel like life is a dirty, muddy swamp that traps your limbs."

After posting the comment, Meng Fusheng threw away his mobile phone and lay on the bed boredly, looked at the chandelier in a daze, and suddenly laughed at himself, "Then I am a little bustard in a cage." Xiao An is an eagle, but unfortunately he is a mother and does not eat my set. ”

"Miss, the police are here." Xiao An knocked on Meng Fusheng's door and said respectfully outside the door

"Okay, I'm coming, I'm coming!" Meng Fusheng excitedly agreed, and the week she was locked up in the villa, the police came to compound the confession, which was what she was most looking forward to. As long as she pretended to cry a few times, the young policeman would blush-face and comfort her with a few words. She loves the feeling of playing with other people. Her life has been shrouded in a huge shadow called Meng Wei, countless invisible thin threads shot out of Meng Wei's hands and firmly bound her, strangled her breathlessly, she once thought that she was just a richly decorated puppet. And it was only when she was playing with men that she found a sense of control that she was born with. She was jealous of her classmates, she was jealous of her friends, she was jealous of everyone around her, who was freer than she was.

And her freedom was just Meng Wei who pitied her for a while, and when Meng Wei didn't need her, she lived alone in the old mansion, under the cold surveillance of Zhang's mother, and when Meng Wei needed her, the scar under her left rib reminded her never to disobey Meng Wei's decision. She is almost morbid to tease men who are interested in her body, finding her presence in endless indulgence, and a hint of self-delusional warmth.

So when the police came to re-record her confession for the first time, she deliberately said it in a mess, and then she simply cried and cried. She proudly admired the young policeman's blushing face and scattered eyes when he accidentally looked at her chest and smooth long legs, which made her feel an indescribable sense of satisfaction. This kind of vivid emotion of being locked up and cared for by others, she can't find it in her indifferent father, she can't find it in her stepmother who hates her, and she can't find it in Xiao An, who doesn't smile.

"Miss, would you like to change your clothes?" Xiao An stopped the excited Meng Fusheng, looked at the thin silk pajamas on her and said respectfully

"What? I'm in my own home, what can't I wear? Meng Fusheng pushed Xiao An hard, but the sturdy Xiao An didn't move like an iron tower.

"Master asked me to tell you, don't go too far, today is the last time, he doesn't want to see the police enter and leave here again." Xiao An's tone was still humble

"Then let him go to the police station and tell me, what's the use?" Meng Fusheng said with a stiff neck

"Miss, I'm just passing on the word, if you are not satisfied with anything, I can tell the master on your behalf, if you want to talk to the master in person, the master will have dinner at home tonight, you can talk to the master."

"Do you think you can threaten me by lifting Meng Wei out?" Meng Fusheng's forehead was beating, "You are just a dog raised by my father, what are you!" ”

Xiao An looked at Meng Fusheng with a smile and didn't say a word, just blocked the door and didn't let her go out.

After a confrontation, Meng Fusheng was deflated, she knew very well that any resistance she had was worthless, and obviously Xiao An also knew it.

But if she didn't resist, she subconsciously felt that she was going to lose something important.

Meng Fusheng turned around and walked to the wardrobe and said coldly

"Then you can pick one for me!"