43. Conspiracy

"Team Guo?" A young policeman who had just joined the army looked at Guo Hu with some nervousness.

"Don't be nervous, go ahead with the plan." Guo Hu held the gun in his hand, and with a gesture, a strong police officer behind him slammed into the office door.

"Don't move!" Six guns were aimed at the man behind the central office seat at the same time.

This is a fat man with a big belly, and his belly is covered by a wide police uniform, leaving only people to infinite greedy reverie.

"You're here." He smiled and sighed, as if he couldn't see the black muzzle, and turned his head to watch the news on the TV. ”

"The national military deployment has been completed, and I hope that the general public will stay away from public places and go home to wait for the clean-up to be completed."

"Our reporter will personally follow the front-line fighters and tell the public the latest news."

"Director Yang, come with us." Guo Hu did not let his guard down because of his nature, but cheered up even more.

"Tsk, can I know what I've committed before I go with you?"

"Thirteen human lives, leaking official documents, treason, anti-humanity, is it enough?!" Guo Hu scolded.

The man shook his head and said, "False words, I am not your person from beginning to end, how did I come to be treason and anti-human?" He said as his mouth cracked, revealing a long chrysanthemum tongue.

Although several police officers had long known that the other party was not a normal human, they were still so frightened by the other party's terrifying form that they didn't hold the pistol.

Even Guo Hu, who has been at the scene of urban crime for a long time and killed more than a dozen criminals, secretly complained in his heart.

Such a damn task was not supposed to belong to their administrative brigade, but a nationwide clean-up operation broke out.

It's all about catching ducks on the shelves.

If you don't do it, you have to do it.

Bang!

A young police officer's gun went off and smashed the television.

"Hehe, don't be nervous, I'll go with you." Yang Ziyi slowly stretched his tongue back, and after returning to his normal form, he mocked.

It wasn't until Guo Hu and another veteran police officer handcuffed his hands that they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Be honest."

Guo Hu pushed him.

On the corridor of the police office, batches of internal police clean-up operations are being carried out in an orderly manner, and when watching the familiar colleagues in the past exposed into terrifying mutant forms under the threat of gunpoint, everyone is only frightened while rushing.

Unbeknownst to people, these non-human monsters are hiding among us.

Amid shrill screams and explosions, the smell of blood permeated the building.

Obviously, not everyone accepted the arrest without resistance like Yang Ziyi.

According to the instructions of his superiors, Guo Hu and his entourage escorted him all the way into the internal interrogation room and interrogated him on the spot.

According to the latest order, all detained variants will be interrogated on the spot by local public officials, and the information obtained will be sorted and uploaded to the designated internal department.

The smoke of the battle filled the entire kingdom of heaven, and it can be seen that the government wants to quickly solve the current serious situation.

From the declaration of war to the arrest of Yang Ziyi, the time did not exceed thirty minutes.

"Are you ready for the camera?"

"Alright, Team Guo."

"Well, this interrogation will be interrogated by me personally, you stand behind me, the bullet is loaded, and the other party will be killed directly if he has an overreaction."

"Yes."

"Once the other party has an overreaction, kill it directly! Do you understand? Guo Hu was still panicked about the appearance of the other party's mouth bursting into a chrysanthemum form.

The mutant's message was also received dozens of minutes ago.

The unknown is one of the sources of human fear.

Everything is ready to go.

Through the glass window, Yang Ziyi looked calm, smiling like a Maitreya Buddha looking at Guo Hu.

"Captain Guo, can I ask you something before you interrogate me?"

"Hmm."

"What time is it?"

"Fourteen:38."

"Almost." Yang Ziyi muttered, his eyes flashing with red light.

"I hope you'll cooperate with us next."

"Hmm."

Then the man closed his eyes like a bastard, and no matter how Guo Hu asked, the other party did not respond.

"Interesting?" Guo Hu said angrily after leaving a black fist mark on the opponent's face.

This feeling of being played by others is really inhumane.

Isn't that what is happening now?

Guo Hu's little cousin Zhang Tianle also has a feeling that he has been played aside by society.

Pedestrians were running around the streets, and the sound of BB from the long queue of cars drowned out the city's air raid siren.

Some people panicked, while others swallowed slowly, stopping to watch this suddenly changing world.

Most people are running blindly, and it's a run without order.

Because in the original order, traitors like Yang Ziyi have been infiltrated.

This group of parts of the critical sector that is unwittingly hidden in the daily lives of mankind is a heavy blow to the entire kingdom of heaven.

Zhang Tian, in the vast sea of runners, enjoyed a small ant, through the crowd, and ran with all his strength for the first time since winning the third place in long-distance running after winning the sports meeting three months ago.

Five kilometers of road, the teenager's bangs have been scattered.

Tianshui Thirteen Middle School.

The streets outside the school were already full of parked vehicles.

There are those who send their children to pick up the vaccines, there are those who come to pick up their children, and there are also poor passers-by who are stuck in the middle and can't move.

After Zhang Tianle rushed all the way to the twelfth class of the third grade, most of the students had already gathered in the classroom.

Stepping on the unopened white test paper on the ground, he walked up to a small girl in the front row and hurriedly asked, "Wu Pingping, where is Xiaocao now?!" ”

"What do you want to do on the rooftop?"

"What to do? Did you see what she said in the group?! Didn't you react!? Zhang Tianle said hurriedly.

Wu Pingping's face turned cold when she heard this: "We have already gone up to persuade her just now, she hopes that we will respect her choice, and the old class will come over to give out the vaccine soon." ”

"Grass!" Zhang Tianle didn't come and threw them out angrily, attracting the attention of the whole class, but then lowered his head and played with his mobile phone.

The thirteenth class of three years is the art class of Tianshui Thirteenth Middle School.

It contains three types of art college entrance examination candidates: beauty, music, and sports, most of whom are in the third year of high school, and are formed from the ordinary college entrance examination class, and the cohesion is not so strong.

Lin Xiaocao, who Zhang Tianle was anxious about, was a good friend who studied art with him back then.

For a long, long time, the two confided in each other, walked to each other to study art in distant places, and comforted each other.

The roof of the school building is large, and a lonely girl sits on the gray floor.

Autumn Wind slightly lifted her black silk and green silk, and under Lemon's big eyes was a small red lip. The black trench coat is proud and independent.

The hesitant eyes slowly hooked the gouache in his hand.

He crept closer, and saw a large pair of gouache covered with the hues of the sky and the earth.

The colors are neatly arranged like pieces, and the girl who is obviously from the south likes to use the northern way to interpret the changes between brightness, brightness, and purity.

But in any case, this is a very uncomfortable painting.

The whole painting is divided into two parts in half.

Above, a pure blue sky, gradually darkens from top to bottom, with warmer colors on the left, with orange, orange, lemon yellow, and a hint of red.

Underneath is the black earth, and the land is almost entirely the same ochre color as the SI, paved one by one, with no regularity.

The whole is very out of tune, forming a sense of extreme painful visual impact.

But the corners of the girl's mouth curled up to show that she was immersed in her own painting.

Does Zhang Tianle understand? understands a fart, but he feels distressed in his heart, distressed for the crazy girl in front of him, who doesn't have a moment of youthful throbbing.

Xiaocao is the throbbing of his three years of high school.

"You're here." Feeling the person behind him, Lin Xiaocao said softly.

Zhang Tianle hummed and said gently: "Xiaocao, you must not do stupid things!" ”

"Well, I'm fine, it's fine." The girl turned around and smiled politely.

"How can it be okay, you posted it in the group."

"The world suddenly became like this, and I thought that if you go to heaven, you don't need to face hell."

"Isn't that a suicide declaration?!"

The paintbrush in Lin Xiaocao's hand paused, looked at Zhang Tianle's angry appearance and put away his smile, and his cold smile was full of anger: "I didn't expect you to understand me either, that's right, this is my choice, I choose to escape from the horror that has not happened to me, I choose to go to heaven after death, what did I do wrong, why did you stop me one by one, you disappointed me, Zhang Tianle !!"

"You're crazy!" Zhang Tianle blushed his neck and grabbed her arm and said.

"That's right, it's crazy, that's my suicide manifesto, is that enough? Zhang Tianle!! Get out of here! ”