Chapter Forty-Seven: The Hard-Working Child

"Looking for me?"

The little girl's voice made Wei Wei have some doubts in his heart.

Originally, it was just a routine, but the other party's sudden sense of attention disrupted Wei Wei's rhythm.

"You ......"

The little girl's lips trembled, her expression became more and more sober, and her expression became more and more frightened.

She was just immersed in the "formula", and she only had strange symbols and unknown puzzles in her eyes, but now at the moment she found the answer, she saw Wei Wei in front of her clearly, so Wei Wei's image began to merge with the symbols in her mind.

The truth of the world also poured into her mind.

A huge panic and the surrounding images and movements followed, and she turned her head to see the man with blood on his thighs:

Frightened yelling: "Daddy......"

“……”

She tried hard to reach out her little hand to pull him, but her weak body could barely move.

"Don't move."

Wei Wei raised his gun and pointed it at her, and said softly: "Little sister, you should tell me, what is the purpose of your search for me?" ”

"I ...... I didn't have ......"

The little girl was frightened by the muzzle of the black hole in Wei Wei's hand, her body trembled uncontrollably, and she subconsciously denied it:

"I'm not looking for you, I'm just ...... Problem Solving ......"

“……”

"Take your life?"

Wei Wei looked at her nervously, two lines of red blood had already flowed out of his nostrils, and he frowned.

He didn't doubt the girl's words.

In fact, many people who are bewitched by demonic power have no idea what they are doing.

On the contrary, the investigators under the Foundation can better understand the logic of their behavior, and this little girl is just a tool.

Through demonic commands, she put her big hand searching for memories into the heads of the people in the city.

However, it is not her who is really waiting for this answer.

Her purpose was only to find an answer to the puzzle in front of her, but she didn't know that the answer would actually be herself.

I don't understand why the answer is myself......

So, she still had a pencil in her hand, but hesitated, and did not dare to write her answer on a piece of paper.

It wasn't because Wei Wei's gun was pointed at her.

It's because of the sudden discovery that the truth of the "formula" overlaps with reality, and this sudden horror is bringing.

Wei Wei glanced at the pencil in her hand and the note waiting for an answer.

There was no rush to pull the trigger either.

It stands to reason that this is the time to put an end to this matter.

But for the first time, Wei Wei's hand holding the gun suddenly felt not so decisive.

There was no doubt that the girl had been infected by demons, but he didn't seem to want to shoot her that much.

After a long time, the muzzle of his gun suddenly turned to the wailing man next to him.

Looking at this painful, poor man seriously, Wei Wei said softly: "Do you know? ”

"Your daughter has been affected by demons."

“……”

"Bastard, bullshit......

The man screamed in pain, and scolded at the top of his voice: "Where are you from, why do you want to harm my daughter......"

"She's just studying, how can she have anything to do with demons?"

"You, I'm going to call the police......"

“……”

"Twisted desires always invite demons."

Wei Wei didn't explain to him, but only whispered, "She shouldn't have attracted demons to come. ”

"But who let her have you as a father by her side?"

“……”

It seemed that he heard Wei Wei's voice was different, and it seemed that he felt the strong smell of blood on Wei Wei's body, and the father who roared was also much sober, and he didn't dare to scold anymore, but subconsciously defended: "You...... What nonsense are you talking about here again......"

"I didn't do anything......"

"I just want my daughter to study hard, I don't want her to live so hard in her life like me......"

“……”

"Daddy......"

Just when Wei Wei frowned, the little girl on the bed suddenly turned her head in a daze.

She didn't take advantage of the last moment to write down the answer on paper, but forced herself to look at the man next to her.

As if to say a very important answer: "With my father, I am not bitter." ”

“……”

The next moment, in her black and white eyes, blood suddenly spread out.

Wei Wei heard the sound of blood vessels and thoughts disconnecting in her head like taut springs.

The two people in the ward turned around sharply and looked at the little girl on the hospital bed.

In Wei Wei's eyes, he saw the little girl's head, which suddenly became bigger and bigger.

It's like a balloon that has reached a support point.

Later, on the face that had become deformed, the little girl looked at her father for the last time, with ignorance and doubt on her face.

Perhaps, there is still a bit of guilt for the idea that "I still didn't do what my father wanted......

Then, the expression at this moment froze, and the head exploded.

The endless scattered spiritual power suddenly permeated the entire ward, smashing the vase at the bedside to the ground.

A few budding flowers in the bottle instantly withered.

And in his father's eyes, he only saw that the girl's eyes suddenly straightened, and the blood in her nose flowed faster and faster, stained with a white hospital gown, and then the light in the girl's eyes, the kind of light that belongs to a wise person, was rapidly disappearing and becoming dim.

She fell straight down, her fingers finally letting go of the "test paper" that had been clenched tightly in her hand.

The answer didn't have time to be written on it after all......

"Tongtong ......"

The father cried out heartbreakingly, and his hands scratched weakly ahead.

Then, his hatred quickly transferred to Wei Wei next to the hospital bed, and he actually rushed up despite his injured leg.

"It's all your ......"

"You scared my daughter to death......"

“……”

The muzzle of the gun in Wei Wei's hand was aimed at him, but until he pounced, he didn't even pull the trigger.

This man is not an infected person after all.

I promised the instructor that I would never kill an uninfected person.

However, although the infected have collapsed due to their own overload, the crisis is over.

But his heart is still full of an indescribable depression.

Turning his head to look at the little girl lying on the bed, her eyes had diluted, Wei Wei's face couldn't help but smile.

The smile was so gentle that even his eyes narrowed.

I forgot when it started, and the more depressed I was, the more I subconsciously smiled on my face.

Maybe it's because there are too many misfortunes in the world, so I want to give the world a little splendor?

……

……

"I'll kill you, I'll bite you to death......"

Wei Wei's smile amidst his father's frenzied climb to his side, opening his mouth and biting his thigh.

This pain made Wei Wei sober, and he glanced down at this father.

He put away the black spear in his hand, and then took out the silver spear, which was as delicate as an elegant lady.

He erected the silver spear in the middle of the hospital room that was filled with mad spiritual power, and his eyes suddenly glowed with blood.

The spiritual powers, or information flows, that are out of the hands of the little girl, are dissipating in a scattered manner.

But the appearance of the silver spear made them seem to have a home, and the wisps rushed to the body of the spear.

This speed is very slow, and the accumulation is not fast, so Wei Wei especially disliked this use before.

But this time, he felt like a good fit.

He let the father bite and thrash himself, his body still, patiently waiting for the silver spear to draw enough energy.

Then he slowly moved downwards and pointed at his father's forehead.

The father who was in a frenzy suddenly stopped, and looked at the silver spear in Wei Wei's hand with frightened eyes:

"Kill ......"

He suddenly shouted, "Kill me, I have nothing to hope for anyway......"

"Phew!"

Wei Wei didn't wait for his shouting to stop, and directly pulled the trigger.

As the fire struck, my father fell to the ground with a wail, his hands on his head, and he shivered.

He originally thought that he was not afraid of death, but when the trigger sounded, he was still scared and lost his soul.

However, he then found that he was not dead, and there was no sharp pain from the bullet tearing flesh and skin on his body.

"Time is a bit tight, less than one percent of what she can bear."

On the contrary, he could clearly hear Wei Wei speaking beside him.

When I looked up, I saw a gentle expression on his face: "But you try to feel it first!" ”

My father didn't understand what this meant, and he touched his head in horror and found that there was no wound on his head.

Just when he was suspicious, he suddenly felt an infinite flow of information pouring into his brain.

It seemed that every blood vessel was about to be burst, and every brain cell was suddenly filled with invisible pressure, and he felt a dense array of thoughts, crawling all over his cerebral cortex like an ant, and the pain even the gunshot wound on his leg became not worth mentioning.

He opened his mouth wide to breathe, but it was as if he couldn't breathe in any fresh air.

There was a huge pressure on his face, and with all his strength, he stared blankly at the girl on the hospital bed with a bloody face.

My heart was filled with pain that I couldn't shout out, and uncontrollable tears flowed from my face.

……

……

Wei Wei no longer paid attention to his father beside the bed, and approached the little girl's dull and dazed little face on the bed.

Reaching out two fingers, he gently pushed the corners of her mouth upward.

Praise softly: "Good, have a good rest, you are already very powerful, and the demons can't bother you......"

Then, he reached out and picked up the note with the demon's instructions written on the little girl's hand.

"I'll hand in your homework for you......"

“……”

He spoke softly, as if the little girl was still alive.

Before going out, his eyes finally swept to the girl on the hospital bed, and suddenly at the head of her bed, in an inconspicuous position, he saw a small, tattered little jack-o'-lantern, his smile was gentler, and he stepped forward and took it in his hand.

Then he slowly went out with a small jack-o'-lantern and a gentle smile on his face.

The wound on the thigh that was bitten by the man is slowly healing.

But in the eyes, there are more and more bloodshots.