Volume 1 Can't Escape the Nightmare Chapter 45 Mo Zhu Rebellion?
Fang Fan looked at the mess in the research room, Zhang Ze helped Guo Jianyue aside, and the doorman Lao Jiang stood on the side without knowing what was going on, he only found out that Guo Jianyue had been attacked when he was on his night patrol last night, but the murderer had already fled when he came. Guo Jianyue gradually woke up, and there were bursts of pain in the back of his head.
"Why are you here?"
"Fortunately, Lao Jiang informed us, what happened last night?"
"It's a ghost boy, a ghost boy virus appeared on the computer last night, and when I was thinking about what to do, I was knocked unconscious from behind."
"It's a ghost boy again, what about the data in the computer?"
Guo Jianyue checked the information in the computer, and all the information about Fang Fan's hematopoietic stem cells and blood culture were destroyed, and Guo Jianyue also found that Fang Fan's hematopoietic stem cells in the cold storage were missing.
"It's okay now, everything has been taken by Long Feng."
Zhang Ze said angrily.
"It's okay, Zhang Ze. Let's wait and see what happens, and that kind of seed can't be completely controlled by blood alone. β
Guo Jianyue went to the hospital to bandage the wound briefly, Fang Fan and Zhang Ze stayed in the research institute to check last night's surveillance, although it was not possible to startle the snake, but the basic situation of the enemy should still be understood. The surveillance video shows that the time was 22:56 last night, Guo Jianyue was checking Fang Fan's blood sample in front of the computer, and suddenly the ghost boy appeared on the screen, only to see Guo Jianyue bounce up from the stool and take a few steps back. Suddenly, a black shadow tiptoed behind Guo Jianyue, raised his hand and hit Guo Jianyue's neck, and then Guo Jianyue fainted to the ground, the man took Fang Fan's hematopoietic stem cells from the cold storage, he didn't even look at the ghost boy on the computer, and then walked out of the office calmly.
"It's... It's..."
Zhang Ze stuttered nervously.
"You want to say this is Mo Zhu?"
"How do you know?"
Fang Fan dodged Zhang Ze's question, and Zhang Ze continued.
"Have you always been suspicious of Mo Zhu?"
"Hmm. His change in attitude towards us was so abrupt that I guess he is still working for Long Feng. β
"No, no, Mo Zhu must have some kind of trouble, it must be like this."
Zhang Ze looked at Fang Fan with trepidation. At this time, in the laboratory of Wanyou Island, Fang Fan's hematopoietic stem cells were tightly held in Long Feng's hands, and the smile that he hadn't seen for a long time finally returned to his face.
"Well done, Mo Zhu, I didn't misread you."
"There is no need to say polite words, what you promise must be done."
"Of course, we are all honest people, so I'll let the people in Group K let Zhang Ze and Wanli go. But these days, the people of Group K have died at your hands, should you give me an explanation about this matter? β
Mo Zhu had already expected Long Feng to say this.
"As long as you can fulfill your promise, I will be at your disposal."
"Hahaha, good, good, you are really a righteous person. It's not as serious as you think, but there's still something for you to do, and you have to. β
"What's the matter?"
"There is a very important person to protect in Zhonghai City."
Long Feng handed the person's information to Mo Zhu, and Mo Zhu was full of surprise after reading it.
"This is..."
"Don't ask more questions that shouldn't be asked, you just need to protect this person's safety, and you don't have to worry about other things. When this is over, I will allow you to leave Wanyou Island and live your free life. β
Mo Zhu took the information and left Wanyou Island. Long Feng came to the laboratory and looked at Zhou Hongtai, who was busy.
"Dr. Zhou, how about entering the city?"
"Everything is going well, as long as you wait a little longer, you can get more mature blood through hematopoietic stem cells."
"Very good, I'll just say, people have to be forced to a certain point to break through themselves."
"It's disgusting to say that."
Long Feng looked up and laughed.
"Well, the sooner you finish your research, the sooner you can reunite with your family."
Zhou Hongtai watched that in a confined space, Fang Fan's hematopoietic stem cells were desperately self-renewing and differentiating more mature cells, and each mature cell that differentiated was one step closer to Long Feng's goal. Zhou Hongtai sighed deeply, and a thick layer of mist formed on the glass.
When Mo Zhu returned to Zhonghai City, he saw Zhang Ze waiting for him at the door of his house, Mo Zhu knew Zhang Ze's intention, he did not deliberately avoid the monitor when he infiltrated Guo Jianyue's research institute last night, and even deliberately let the monitor film him.
"You know everything?"
Zhang Ze looked up along the feet in front of him, and Mo Zhu was looking at himself with a smile.
"Why? Why do you want to do this? β
"Go in and say."
Mo Zhu calmly opened the door, and Zhang Ze followed in. Mo Zhu went into the kitchen and worked for a while, and then walked out with coffee.
"No sugar and less milk."
Zhang Ze was still filled with the anger caused by the question, his cheeks were like puffer fish puffing out, and he looked at Mo Zhu angrily.
"Didn't you tell me you were out of Group K?"
Mo Zhu took a sip of black tea and said.
"You, me, Wanli, how long have we known each other?"
"Don't get off the hook."
"It's been more than 20 years."
"I'm asking you..."
Mo Zhu made a "shhhh
"Long Feng has been sending a special task force to hunt you and Wanli down, and I am secretly helping you get rid of these threats."
"Mo Zhu, we have always been good friends. I don't want you to pay so much for us, Wanli and I can handle the affairs of the Einsatzgruppen. It's no longer the original K-group, it's now a snake hole, a rat's nest. β
"But isn't that also where we grew up and met? I believe that with your strength, you can level the EinsatzgΓ©, but Wanli can't, and I won't allow anything dangerous to approach Wanli. β
"You're selfish, you're selfish based on everything for Wanli's good, if Wanli knew how much pressure she would have, do you know? More seriously, if you have any accidents, do you want Wanli to live with guilt for the rest of your life? β
Mo Zhu said emotionally.
"Yes, it's me who is selfish, it's me who is selfish in loving Wanli. She chose you, I can't help it, it's her choice, but everything I do is also my own choice, and it has nothing to do with you. β
"You still hate me."
"I don't hate you, and I don't hate Wanli, you are all people I can't part with in this life, but please don't interfere in my affairs anymore, I have my own measure."
"Okay, it's a good measure. Is your measure to take Fang Fan's hematopoietic stem cells and hand them to Long Feng, make him stronger and then harm innocent people? β
"But isn't that the best way to protect you and Wanli?"
"You are wrong, we didn't want to abandon you, you stand with us, and we work together for the best way."
"It's late."
Mo Zhu smiled bitterly, he turned around and no longer faced Zhang Ze, the warm sunlight was imprinted on his face, but he couldn't get into his heart, the love that never recovered nailed him to the drifting plank, and he could never cross the torrent to the shore of Wanli, and the disturbance of self-esteem made him abandon Zhang Ze's help. Can't face the sorrow of the two of them squeezed him into the dark corner of the bed every night, they gradually distanced themselves from themselves, only the secret dedication will make Mo Zhu find some overlapping fragments with the past in the burst of blood, but when he quieted down, he returned to that dark corner, accompanied by anxiety, lonely dance, like an abandoned doll.
Mo Zhu's attitude made Zhang Ze leave angrily, the moment the breeze blew on his face, Zhang Ze's pity for Mo Zhu in his heart came to his heart again, this kind of feeling is not mixed with the innocence of childhood, nor does he see the liver and gallbladder in the assassination mission, it is completely out of the embarrassing triangular relationship between the three people, and it is this kind of seemingly clear but still hazy relationship that makes Mo Zhu and himself and Wanli gradually drift away, Zhang Ze wants to improve but has no way to start, so he has to let it continue to take root among the three of them, and finally reach the green shade.
Zhang Ze's depressed mood was completely imprinted in Fang Fan's eyes, and he sat down beside Zhang Ze with some freshly baked snacks.
"Doesn't go well?"
"Don't say it, Mo Zhu is a stone from a thatched pit."
"And what do you say about the result?"
"It's true that he took the hematopoietic stem cells, but he does have a hard time."
"Could it be that he still has feelings for Wanli, so I don't know how to get along with you?"
"You know everything."
"Isn't that normal? Now that it's happened, let's go with the flow. β
"How are Yang Yue and Su Kang?"
"Yang Yue has been discharged from the hospital, but there is a nervous breakdown caused by excessive fright. Su Kang, I've already asked him to spy on Wang Di, even if he is discovered by Wang Di, he can use the excuse of stalker. β
"How can this method be a little obscene."
"You go up."
Suddenly, there was a sound of clenching fists behind him, and Zhang Ze slowly turned around, only to see that Wanli had already started the fight behind him.
"I heard you're going to spy on a pretty girl?"
"How... How is it possible, it's all young people's work, it's not my turn, it's not my turn. β
"That's good..."
Zhang Ze was frightened into a cold sweat, at this time his mobile phone suddenly rang, Wanli keenly approached to listen to the situation, but found nothing, but Zhang Ze hung up the phone and said to Fang Fan anxiously.
"Something happened, let's hurry up."
"Let's go."
When Fang Fan and Zhang Ze rushed to the police station, they found that Yang Yue was sorting out the information provided by the person who had just reported the case.
"Yang Yue, weren't you discharged from the hospital and went home?"
"I didn't want to be at home by myself, so I came here."
"Oh, what's going on?"
"The informant Gong's wife has been bedridden for three years at home due to stroke hemiplegia, but last night she was suddenly able to walk flexibly on the ground, just when everyone was happy, Gong's wife suddenly screamed, and the next second something even more bizarre happened, Gong's wife suddenly spontaneously combusted. The fire in the house was reported by a neighbor after the fire was discovered. β
"Then you should call the fire."
"It's true that it was the fire alarm, but after the fire police asked the reason, they thought it was too bizarre, so they handed it over to us. And some people suspect that Gong deliberately set fire to his wife, and then made up a bizarre lie. β
"Murder? Is he motivated? β
"If Gong's wife dies unexpectedly, Gong will get a large amount of insurance money, and he will get rid of the distress of serving his wife all day."
"Where is Gong now? Let's go talk to him. β
"In the holding cell."
Fang Fan and Zhang Ze came to the detention room, and as soon as they entered the room, Fang Fan felt a cold aura coming out of Gong's body, and he whispered to Zhang Ze.
"Do you feel it?"
"What does it feel?"
"A chilly aura."
After Zhang Ze heard this, his right hand had already touched the doorknob, and his right foot was also biased towards the door, this posture was to run out as soon as something happened.
"Don't scare me."
"Don't be afraid, I'll tease you."
Fang Fan sat opposite Gong, he didn't speak directly but looked at Gong first, Gong didn't feel uncomfortable, he also looked at Fang Fan. Fang Fan gradually felt a cold air pressing him, and suddenly Gong Mou spoke first.
"Fang Fan, I'm going to make up your mind."
The hoarse and pale voice pierced Fang Fan's eardrums like a wave of light, this voice was definitely not the voice of a middle-aged man, although it was hoarse, it could also be distinguished as a female voice. Gong's eyes stared at Fang Fan deadly, his lips turned up a corner evilly, and then Gong's eyes suddenly stared at Zhang Ze, and Zhang Ze's whole body trembled.
"You..."
Before Fang Fan's words could be spoken, Gong let out another sharp laugh, and before the laughter was over, a raging fire broke out all over his body. Zhang Ze hurriedly picked up the fire extinguisher and sprayed it at Gong, but this strange fire burned quickly, and a sentence came out of Gong's mouth when he was dying.
"There are ghosts."
This sentence is a man's voice, that is, Gong's own voice. Zhang Ze found that Gong's eyelids had been burned, and only one eyeball remained, and suddenly this eyeball exposed to the light turned again, Zhang Ze was frightened and took a few steps back, and after a while, his eyeballs stopped moving.
"It's the most horrific death I've ever seen."
"Stop talking nonsense, let's go out first."
After Fang Fan and Zhang Ze came out, there were many people in front of the detention room, and they had never seen an interrogation fire since the establishment of the police station. Everyone looked inside curiously. Fang Fan and Zhang Ze couldn't wait to go out, they finally returned to the office, their faces were full of black ash, Yang Yue asked in surprise.
"You two just went to interrogate Gong?"
"Otherwise, what else can you do. Barbecue? β
"It's quite like that."
"Don't be funny, Gong's words are true, because he just spontaneously combusted in front of us."
Yang Yue was silent, and Zhang Ze coughed twice and said.
"Old Fang, what did that strange female voice mean just now?"
"How did I know, I really didn't expect that my Fang Fan would be so popular one day."
"Who's going to be eyeing you again?"
"Think about who in the world will manipulate ghosts to come to me."
"Ghost King?"
"That's for sure. We've got to figure out where this stuff came from. β
"Where are you going?"
"Check out who else is in Gong's family, I hope it hasn't been destroyed by this fire ghost."
Fang Fan and Zhang Ze came to the scene of the fire, Fang Fan took a look around, and he found that except for Gong's house, which was a little abnormal, everything else was normal. When they came to Gong's house, they saw a young man sitting in the house in a daze, holding a family photo in his hand, in which Gong and his wife sat in the middle, next to the young man with his wife and a small baby, and the whole family was smiling happily.
"Are you Gong's son?"
The young man was startled by the sudden voice, he looked at Fang Fan and Zhang Ze who entered the room, and his red and swollen eyes didn't know how many tears he had carried.
"We regret to inform you that Gong has just passed away from spontaneous combustion at the police station."
The young man's eyes suddenly widened, he inhaled, and then passed out. Zhang Ze hurriedly came over to pinch the man, and after a while, the young man slowly woke up, and he suddenly cried.
"We don't do evil, we don't kill, why did we encounter such a terrible thing."
The young man's cry was extremely poignant, but Fang Fan and Zhang Ze couldn't persuade him, no matter what persuasion he was now, he was weak and weak. Just when he was waiting for the young man's mood to stabilize, suddenly Fang Fan saw a black shadow approaching the young man, Fang Fan grabbed the young man's shoulders and pushed him towards Zhang Ze.
"Zhang Ze, you take him out quickly."
With that, Zhang Ze left the house with the young man, Fang Fan opened his heart and slowly released the power of the nightmare, Fang Fan's eyes were blood-red, from his neck to his arms and then from his arms to his lower body, blood-red meridians appeared. After a while, Fang Fan's whole body was glowing with blood-red light. He saw clearly the dark shadow in front of him, a unrecognizable soul burned by the fire.
"Fang Fan, as long as I kill you, I will be free."
Fang Fan said coldly.
"Your freedom should not be exchanged for the lives of others."
As soon as the words fell, Fang Fan's hands grabbed the fire ghost's neck like a stiff pair of pliers, and the fire ghost struggled hard, but in the end, it was in vain, and after a miserable scream, it completely turned into ashes in Fang Fan's hands.
β55%...β
Hearing the voice of the person outside the window, Fang Fan looked out and saw a spot of light flashing in the bushes outside the window, which was the reflection of the camera lens. When Fang Fan chased out, the person had already disappeared, and the fire ghost case was over, and he came and went quickly. In the quiet and dim night, more dark shadows of unjust souls began to move.