513 Golden Silkworm Shelling [Happy New Year!] Wishing you all peace and health! 】
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Tom felt the car stop, which might have been a good thing for him.
Because all the way, he was like he was on a plane about to crash, constantly being thrown around, and the whole person was completely turned on the vibration mode.
If he hadn't been strapped to a stretcher and the stretcher stuck in the gap between the back and front seats, Tom would have felt like he would have been hit on the head and bleeding.
Even if he didn't get hurt because he was helped, Tom felt very bad, and the kind of "overclocking vibration" that exceeded the limit of ordinary people's tolerance had already made him feel that his internal organs were twisted together.
I'm afraid that if he could really control his body now, he would already vomit out all his intestines.
So now this state of not being able to control the body seems to be ...... Meddlesome?
However, this uncontrollable state is not a wonderful experience after all, but fortunately, this special state of experience is almost over, and Tom has gradually felt that he can control his body.
I can't say how long it will take, but Tom feels like he's gradually taking back control of his body.
For example, he already felt able to control his tongue.
In other words, he can barely speak now.
However, Tom is not stupid, naturally he will not expose his true situation in such an unknown situation, anyway, the other party has not shown that he wants to hurt him for the time being, he naturally continues to wait, it is better to recover more.
Click-
The door opened, and Tom felt a hand pull his stretcher off the car, followed by the familiar vibration, the rattling of the wheels pulling him forward.
In the midst of this, Tom felt himself being pulled into some house again, but strangely he still didn't feel anyone near him, as if there was only one person who had smuggled him out but him.
When the roller stretcher under Tom stopped again, the man who had brought Tom here did not take any further action, but as the footsteps in his ears faded away, Tom was stunned to find that the other party had left.
It wasn't quite what he had thought at first.
Tom opened his eyes carefully—he was now able to control them; He found himself now in an ordinary room, literally, in an ordinary room.
It looked like a living room, and it didn't look special, with a chandelier overhead, two rows of sofas and matching coffee tables arranged in an L-shape against the wall on the left, and a display case on the other side, which seemed to contain some artwork and picture frames.
The whole living room is not small, but there are not many things that make it seem very empty, but there is nothing special about it.
Oh, and if it's special, it's probably like a living room in someone's house, which looks too deserted and inhumane at all, as if this place is just a place to live, not a "home".
Tom's doubts did not decrease, but it was better to find that he was in such an ordinary person's house that made his doubts even more.
It's just that he can only barely turn his head now, and he can't stand up yet, so naturally he can't probe more and grasp more information.
Tom didn't have a good idea, and he didn't even know if the owner of the room was a man or a woman.
Not to mention that his current state has not fully recovered, he still feels powerless, and inexplicably, he always feels that something else has happened to him.
Tom felt like he had to find a way to get a good look at what was going on in him.
However, at this moment, the door of the room was pushed open again.
Tom immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be unconscious.
Although the person who brought him did not seem to be what he thought, it was still unknown whether he was friend or foe.
There was a "da-da" footstep in my ears, and step by step, the sound was getting closer and closer.
Tom didn't feel good, and the other party just walked over like this, did he find something?
But before Tom could decide whether to secretly open his eyes to observe the other party, a slightly familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
"Safe now, Mr. Tom."
"Huh? Are you ......" Tom opened his eyes in surprise and saw that the man who seemed to be somewhat familiar had taken off the mask on his face, "...... Charlie? How are you? ”
The person in front of him was Charlie, who was supposed to abandon Tom and leave.
Charlie is still wearing a white lab coat, but not the tattered one before, but a neat and even slightly wide white coat, with an identity card hanging on it that is obviously not her own, and her face is wearing a white sanitary hat on her head in addition to the mask she just took off.
If you don't look at the face, you can't even tell whether it's a man or a woman at first glance.
It seems that it is with this "disguise" that Charlie can successfully steal Tom out.
Sure enough, without waiting for Tom to ask, Charlie probably told him what had happened after she left Tom.
Charlie first returned to the hospital before the others noticed, stole the current set of clothes and ID card from the lazy doctor on duty, and then instead of running away, she sneaked to the ambulance parked in the hospital and drove an ambulance out while no one was looking.
Then, as Tom knew, Charlie drove the ambulance and mixed in with the crowd first, and before the police arrived, no one at the scene realized the seriousness of the situation, and fished Tom out of the scene.
This time she also learned her previous lesson, and instead of driving the ambulance away, she drove the ambulance into the underground parking garage, and then took the car keys she had stolen from the lazy doctor on duty, drove his car and took Tom out.
As it turned out, Charlie's actions went smoothly this time, not only did no one find Charlie's traces, but I am afraid no one would have thought about what role Charlie played in it.
"So where are we now?"
After listening to Charlie's experience, Tom couldn't help but ask where the two of them were now.
Charlie took the first aid kit out of nowhere, and while rebandaging his arm, he replied, "This is my house, to be precise, this is a place I rented near the hospital that I usually use for a temporary rest." ”
"Then we should leave quickly, otherwise wait for the doctor who stole the car to call the police, according to the road surveillance, the police will soon be able to find out!" "And we'll have to get rid of the traces in this house quickly, or they'll be sure you're involved when they find out about your lease." ”
"No, it's not rented in my name, don't worry." Charlie shook his head, not in a hurry to leave, "And the doctor who stole the car didn't call the police so quickly, according to the hospital's duty schedule, he won't leave work until at least 10 hours later, even if he drives home without a break from work, we still have at least 10 hours to go...... Now we have more important things to do. ”
"What?" Tom listened to Charlie's words and relieved himself a little, and asked with some doubts, "Is it because of my current situation?" Don't worry, I can feel it, I'll be able to move again in no time. ”
Charlie didn't look relieved when he heard this, but became more serious.
"No, I'm worried about your body, but not your mobility, it's ......"
She spread out her hand and showed what she was holding.
“…… This one. ”
It was the "weapon" that had been snatched from the ghost soldiers, and now it had turned into a misty ball the size of an orange!
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