Chapter 8 A Word Becomes a Death

Dawn of the Dawn. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The sky was getting brighter and dawning.

There was only one day left for Lin Sheng to give him.

"Lin Sheng, do you understand the map?"

Lan Lin asked cautiously, because Lin Sheng had been holding the hand that had drawn the map for a long time, but he always maintained a serious expression, holding his breath and remaining silent.

After a long time, Lin Sheng's frowning eyebrows stretched slightly.

"Understood. He said.

At this moment, the first rays of sunlight pierced the sky like a sharp sword, and the gloomy shade of the trees was filled with the shadow of dust.

"Let's go. Lin Sheng grabbed Lan Lin's hand and got up to set off.

Even Lin Sheng himself realized that his body was already completely different from before. Before Lin Sheng fell ill, his own body was not bad, but he was only the best of the mediocre, and it could only be said that among ordinary young people of the same age, he was the outstanding one.

But now, Lin Sheng's steps are as light as a cat, his body is as smart as a ghost, and even his reflexes and insights are hundreds of times sharper than before. Not only the body, but also the spirit became extremely excited, as if there was a flame burning in his soul that could be distinguished from others.

Therefore, before Lan Lin could react, she had already been dragged by Lin Sheng three feet away.

And, in an instant, Lin Sheng's equipment, masks, hats, and glasses were all neatly dressed at a thunderous speed.

Seeing this, Lan Lin couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Silly boy, in fact, you don't have to be so troublesome, pretending to be like this, you are not a star. ”

"It's already dawn, I won't show my ears and run naked with my tail exposed, right?" Lin Sheng said disapprerovingly, and subconsciously quickened his pace.

"Forget how I disguised myself as Mr. Miyazaki yesterday?"

"Could it be witchcraft again?"

"Haha, not really," Lan Lin took out a few face masks, and motioned to Lin Sheng to slow down, "Look, I have this!"

"This ...... This...... Be...... Where did it come from?" Seeing that mask, Lin Sheng unconsciously slowed down, he thought at first that Lan Lin's disguised appearance as Shuichi Miyazaki was just a pure witchcraft, a trick to cover the eyes.

It wasn't until this mask with a special texture was placed in his hand that Lin Sheng was taken aback.

Because, the first thing that came to his mind at this moment was the rough and bloody chisel.

"So...... If it's not witchcraft...... Could it be that you chiseled it off someone else's face?" Lin Sheng said.

"No, no, you're wrong again, this is given to me by a patient, a very powerful uncle. He taught me a few of the witchcrafts I know now. ”

"What patient, what uncle?" Lin Sheng became more and more confused the more he listened, and his curiosity drove him, so he simply stopped and asked what was going on.

"Do you know how I escaped from the quarantine facility? It's amazing that Uncle is so strong in his sorcery that he keeps it hidden. On that thunderstorm night, the sky was very strange, and when the first thunder fell, he disappeared into thin air in the isolation room, and all the medical staff blocked the entrance to the entrance of his building.

Even the people in our building have poured out of the nest. As a result, in the blink of an eye, the uncle suddenly appeared in my isolation ward, looking at me with a gloomy look in his eyes.

At that time, I was really taken aback, and I couldn't speak for a long time. He didn't speak, and like a ghost, he began to disfigure, walking through the fences without hindrance.

With a faint glance at the lock, it opened. When the second lightning bolt came down, he asked me in a strange voice if I wanted to leave, and it was a very strange voice. At the time, I didn't think it would come out of a person's mouth. ”

"And then?" Lin Sheng couldn't help but ask.

The two of us swaggered out from the hospital gate, and no one could see us, and the two security guards were there with their eyes wide open to read their adult magazines, haha....... ”

Lan Lin laughed like a yellow warbler as she spoke.

"Hmm...... After that, he took me to the door of the night's bar, and without saying anything, he gave me a few masks of human faces and a few witch charms written on paper, saying that I would definitely use them in the future, and went straight away......"

Lin Sheng thought thoughtfully for a while and said, "Lin, could the uncle you are talking about be the same person as Doctor Mei?" ”

"No, absolutely not, Dr. Mei is always smiling, approachable, and polite at all times. This uncle has no expression and few words, and although he is my savior, I am still secretly afraid of him...... Ay...... Don't think about it so much, where should we go now?" After finishing speaking, Lan Lin had already put on the mask of Shuichi Miyazaki.

"Is there a forest park to the west of your hospital?"

"Yes, a large area of green space. ”

"We'll go there. ”

At the moment, Lin Sheng was no longer ready to think about it so much.

He found that many of the things that happened to him now could no longer be solved for a while, and the more he thought about it, the more annoying he became.

For now, the only way to do this is to find the location on this map first, because there is less and less time left for Lin Sheng.

In fact, when Lin Sheng took out the Codex of Doctor Mei for the first time, it only took half a minute for him to have a bamboo in his chest. Although his expression was still as indifferent as before, there were already millions of male soldiers hidden in his eyes.

Despite the stumbling of a few stumbling German lead letters, and the scattered Latin stumbling like the heads of medieval knights, scattered on the mini-map drawn on the Codex, Lin Sheng still saw the clue.

The attentive Dr. Mei drew a cross in the center of the map, on which was written in neat Chinese characters - Hospital!!

Hospital!!!

As soon as the words fell, Lin Sheng picked up Lan Lin and sped up.

The speed of the body made passers-by stunned.

Lin ...... Lin Sheng...... But why don't we take a taxi?" At this time, Lan Lin was out of breath and said breathlessly, "It's too ...... for us to do this What's the matter? Coward, you're afraid that something will happen when you take a taxi? How can there be so many people in the world who are waiting for an opportunity to harm others? What good intentions do we have? It is clear that they are afraid of us!"

Lin Sheng thought about it in his heart and felt that Lan Lin's words were quite reasonable.

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In the taxi, there was no word all the way.

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At this time, they were passing down a towering coastal road, with green shade and seabirds, and the April sun falling softly on the blue sea, with a maltose-like enamel.

The old driver frequently switches the channel of the car radio on the road.

He stopped on one of the broadcasts: According to Fuxing Daily, two patients with Beatex syndrome who were on the run the day before yesterday were attacked by the police in the British Concession this morning, injuring five people and killing two. Due to the suddenness of the incident, the police shot the two dead on the spot.

According to insiders, the two patients with Bayatix syndrome showed very strong aggression, sharp claws and fangs, like wild beasts. They collapsed after the police fired their guns, and there was no sign of bleeding from the gunshot wounds on their bodies.

It is reported that the bodies of the two have been handed over to relevant scientific research institutions, hoping that this research can achieve breakthrough results in the treatment and prevention of Atlantis syndrome, which is feared by the society. Fuxing Daily: Zhou Ziwei

After listening to this broadcast, Lin Sheng and Lan Lin looked at each other, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

The old driver, who also remained silent, took a puff of cigarette at this moment, with a dull snort in his mouth, but secretly exerted force under his feet, and the taxi began to accelerate indefinitely.

"Can the driver be slower?" Lin Sheng asked.

Lan Lin saw in the rearview mirror that a terrifying smile was appearing on the corner of the driver's mouth, and his expression was gloomy.

He said in a low, hoarse voice to the young man in the back seat, "It's amazing, I didn't expect someone to help you find a scapegoat so soon." ”

Lin Sheng and Lan Lin glanced at each other in horror, and when they turned their heads to look at the driver, the driver's face was already full of bursting blood vessels, becoming unreal, as if they were about to peel off, and the two of them realized in an instant that the situation was very bad, but it was too late.

"Go back, then, and bring a message to your scapegoats, young man. ”

The old driver stepped on the last full throttle of the accelerator, then laughed wildly, and then jumped out of the window, and with this jump, the driver's body turned into a wisp of dark blue smoke, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Only a shirt and half a belt were still clinging tightly to his seat, and the driver's rampant laughter lingered in the carriage for a long time.

"No!" Lin Sheng shouted in horror, "Open the door and jump out!"

At this moment, the car has finished losing control, which is the middle of a long downhill road, and the abyss is directly in front of the direction of the car, according to the speed of the car at this time, the minimalist style of the weak guardrail in front of it is simply paper

But all the doors were like glue, no matter how hard Lin Sheng tried, it was in vain, and the doors and windows did not move.

Lan Lin was so frightened that she couldn't speak, and in that sharply declining acceleration, she hugged Lin Sheng to the death, this poor woman, regretting that she had only learned a few insignificant witchcrafts, but there was no way to use them in such a time of crisis, unable to protect her beloved.

Lin Sheng still spared no effort to tug and tug on the car door.

Seeing that the car was about to crash into the guardrail, Lin Sheng and Lan Lin's hearts had already risen to their throats.

After the bitter lovers Lao Yan flew apart, they finally met again, but they didn't expect to become a bitter mandarin duck at this moment.

But what they didn't expect was that the nightmare was far from over.

The cunning old driver also left half a cigarette in the car, and the remaining cigarette butts, just a second before the front windshield of the car shattered, instantly turned into a red flame that was enough to swallow the entire car.

Lan Lin's weak body had reached its limit, and she knew that she was about to die here. Her cheeks were still cold in the midst of the heart-burning heat, as were her hands. At this moment, her eyes could no longer be opened, and at the last moment, the woman pressed her face to Lin Sheng's ear, as if she had exhausted all her strength, and spit out an extremely tiny "I love you, Lin Sheng" from her pale lips with great difficulty. β€œ

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