In the corner dozens of meters away from the ward, Yang Shengtang asked the bodyguard with an angry face, and there were people coming and going nearby, and the conversation was very vague.

The bodyguard who was sprayed with saliva said in a deep voice: "Da Shao, this is not something you can get involved in, if you want to know anything, just ask your father." ”

Yang Shengtang sneered: "Deng Jian, I don't know what you did, but that Xia Ming already knows." ”

"It's weird!" Deng Jian, who was obviously not just a bodyguard, was a little irritable, Xia Ming's gaze was so obvious just now that he could understand why with a little brain, "At that time, he was on the other side, it was absolutely impossible to see it!" ”

Yang Shengtang narrowed his eyes: "Don't you regret it now?" If you listened to me before, there would be no such problem. ”

Deng Jian was silent for a moment and nodded: "It's too late now." ”

Seeing Deng Jian leave, Yang Shengtang took out his mobile phone and knocked it.

"It's him, I can't ask anything, he's heading to the parking building on this floor, he might want to escape, be careful, he has a gun."

Just as he was about to send, Yang Shengtang thought about it, deleted the last six words, a sneer hooked up at the corner of his mouth, and pressed the send button.

He whispered, "Both of them deserve to die!" ”

As a killer, Deng Jian has always maintained good professional habits and is vigilant around anytime and anywhere. After leaving Yang Shengtang, the growing sense of danger made him even more vigilant.

Like an ordinary patient visitor, he slowly walked through the flow of people towards the parking building. As he walked, he called someone and asked a few questions in a chat-like tone, and the answer was as usual, but he was not reassured.

"Safe houses may not be safe ...... either"

Deng Jian has a lot of guesses, and being cautious and careful is a good habit to do things, and thinking about problems becomes suspicious. However, as a killer, he would rather be suspicious than put himself in danger, so he won't take all speculation lightly, even the worst: the boss will give up on him.

However, he had to have more information before he could decide on his next move, and for that he had to make another plan, a plan to quietly control Xia Ming.

Entering the parking building, he walked towards his Volvo. The Elantra used in the morning was stolen temporarily, and after turning into the street, he found a place where no one was watching and left it, although it is difficult to do dirty things without traces in this era, but as long as the key clues are hidden, he will not expose himself.

So......

When Deng Jian opened the car door, he was still wondering about it. In the morning, I happened to see a truck sandwiched in the middle, so I made a temporary decision, why was Xia Ming sure that he did it? Xia Ming shouldn't even know about his existence.

The sound of deliberately light footsteps sounded behind him, making his heart alarm bells.

He subconsciously held the pistol under his armpit, a 3D-printed plastic pistol, the bullet and cartridge casing were not metal, and ****** were not a model that police dogs or detectors could find. For a killer to operate in a country with strict gun control, the contradiction between how to ensure that he has the necessary force and how not to expose himself with weapons is much greater than in other places, and the use of such a pistol with an effective range of no more than 10 meters and a lethality comparable to BB bullets is also a last resort.

Xia Ming's voice sounded: "Are you sure you want to shoot in a place with surveillance?" ”

Deng Jian's body stiffened, his heart sank, the other party knew him so well, and the possibility of some speculation rose sharply. He had also monitored Xia Ming before, and confirmed that the other party was a college student who had not graduated, but he didn't expect this person to be a yellow bird arranged by the boss.

"Young man, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense......"

Deng Jian let go of the gun and turned around slowly, Xia Ming was more than ten meters away, with his hands in the coat pockets of his jumper, this posture made the corners of his eyes jump.

Xia Ming said: "It's a pity, you have no food to eat." ”

Deng Jian's heart was shocked, and he stared at Xia Ming: "This is impossible!" ”

Is that worst guess true? The boss gave up on him!? No way! Totally unreasonable!

Xia Ming sneered: "It's impossible to think of it? You don't know that your babysitter, the same person who helped you arrange a safe house just now, hung up the phone and sent me the address. ”

Deng Jian's eyes were fixed on Xia Ming's pocket, and he asked in a deep voice, "Why?" ”

"If it's asking why I don't have anything to eat, I can't answer, if it's asking why I'm still standing here nagging you instead of doing something, the reason is simple, I don't want to follow in your footsteps, so ......"

Xia Ming, who was a student, said black words full of Jianghu flavor, and the next words made Deng Jian happy: "I want to negotiate a deal with you." ”

"What deal?" Deng Jian looked at Xia Ming to death, it was really the boss who gave up on him, even if he escaped the catastrophe in front of him, the future was dark, and he couldn't wait to know what Xia Ming's "deal" was.

"...... from here" Xia Ming's eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and Deng Jian felt that his brain was buzzing, as if something had exploded, and his vision was dyed with a layer of blood, and then rapidly thickened and darkened, and finally solidified into a thick black curtain.

As if in a dark dungeon, Xia Ming's voice came from the zenith: "Jump down." ”

After that, Deng Jian could no longer hear any sound, the endless darkness was devouring him, then the sense of touch, then the heartbeat, and then the direction, all the senses were weakening, as if he was disappearing from this world little by little.

Great fear shattered his sanity, but professional habits led him to draw his gun and shoot at the omnipresent devil. The feel of the gun gave him some presence, and even regained some vision. Not far away was a piece of light, and he threw himself into it with all his strength.

Seeing Deng Jian running to the railing and jumping out, Xia Ming's body went weak and sat on the ground.

The result is as you wish, but the process is not in the plan at all, and it seems that using your mind to control the other party's thinking, that is, "mind control", is just YY. All you can do is to influence the other person's senses, and you must also make the other party have a strong willingness to communicate with you through various cues, which is what R3AI calls "emotional resonance".

When talking to Lin Cheng, his attention was always on Yang Shengtang and Deng Jianjian, and even though the two of them walked away, their conversation was in his ears. The distance of only a few tens of meters is completely unhindering for him, whose consciousness activity has been greatly improved.

Then he received a text message from Yang Shengtang, and he didn't need Yang Shengtang's prompt, as long as Deng Jian didn't walk out of this building, he could grasp his whereabouts. There is no need for Yang Shengtang to provoke him, avenging Professor Xu and Tang Xiaotang is one thing, on the other hand, it can be seen from the previous calculation that this is a cunning and murderous killer, I also heard it just now, he has become Deng Jian's target, and if he doesn't solve this person, he will have trouble sleeping.

How to solve this Deng Jian?

Thoughts kill!

The previous accident in the laboratory proved that Xia Ming finally had the ability to influence others through his thoughts, what could be more unaware than killing people with his thoughts?

Moreover, it will not be burdened with the guilt of murder......

Although the process deviated, Deng Jian finally jumped.

Whether it was Hou Yunting, who might have become a vegetative person, or Deng Jian, who had just jumped from the fifth floor, they didn't make Xia Ming feel nervous and panicked. There may be some physiological reactions, but in his management mode of duplex operation R3AI, these reactions are as emotionally ineffective as physical pain that cannot trigger his fear.

Xia Ming even felt that this was the mentality that a scientist should have. For Tang Xiaotang, if she doesn't wear clothes that expose her body defects, she won't be able to get sponsorship, such a world is not as good as being destroyed, and she is far inferior to her.

Damn it...... It really hurts!

Xia Ming realized at this time that he had been shot, one in his right arm and one in his right chest.

As his mind focused on the wound, a three-dimensional model of two wounds appeared in the consciousness space, which made Xia Ming breathe a sigh of relief, both of which were only shallowly embedded in the muscles, and did not hurt the bones and large blood vessels.

Since it was just a flesh injury, there was no need to leave a file in the hospital, so Xia Ming decided to solve it himself.

When he returned to the main building of the hospital, he stole a pair of tweezers, used a lighter to burn it to disinfect it, and put the tweezers into the wound, and the pain suddenly hit Xia Ming's consciousness like a tide, and his hands trembled.

It's time to test how to manage your own body in the field......

Xia Ming felt that this was an opportunity, he could magnify and analyze various senses, so could he reduce or suppress the sense of pain?

In the space of consciousness, with his thoughts, the tide of pain was cut, merged into a plane, and thrown into a chaotic and vast turbulence. When he moved again, the sense of touch was still there, telling him where the tweezers were, but there was no pain at all.

This is not good, if the hand moves and pokes the blood vessels or bones, it will be dangerous without pain warning.

The consciousness adjusted again, and the pain returned, but it was mostly weakened.

The bullet on his chest was very shallow, and he was quickly taken out, Xia Ming was not left-handed, and the bullet on his right arm was a little deep, so it was not easy to get it.

Is it possible to manipulate the arm more precisely? As accurate as a robotic arm......

It's a new topic again, and these two shots are worth it.

However, this topic is much more complicated than the suppression of pain, in the management mode, Xia Ming "saw" the whole process of mind and arm movement, involving too many items: spatial perception, touch, joint movement of multiple muscles, fine-tuning of joints, etc., rough calculation, to achieve millimeter-level movement accuracy, it is equivalent to tens of thousands of nerve instructions per second and thousands of real-time optimization of multi-level movements including muscles, bones, and joints.

This is not a problem that can be solved immediately, Xia Ming finally has an intuitive impression of the complexity of body movements.

So let's leave it to the "original architecture" to solve......

The bullet was put in his pocket, and the hemostatic patch that he had stolen with the tweezers was attached, and the wound was healed.

Although the pain was suppressed, Xia Ming was still covered in sweat and his legs were weak.

Before returning to Tang Xiaotang's ward, Lin Cheng was holding his head and shrunk in the chair, the whole person was shrouded in a thick layer of sadness, and asked him what was wrong, only to know that Professor Xu was announced by the doctor to have entered the PVS state, that is, he became a vegetative person.

Thinking of Professor Xu's voice and smile, Xia Ming softened in the chair, and his eyes turned red.

It's not over! Deng Jian is just a knife, and the real murderer is laughing!

When the senior brother was relatively speechless, a cold and threatening voice sounded: "Is it Xia Ming?" Xia Ming from the Institute of Artificial Intelligence at Yanshan University? ”

Xia Ming looked up, he was so confused just now that he didn't notice such a group of people.

"It's me, what?"

"We are the ...... of the Public Security Bureau"