The skull is quickly and flatly cut off, sliding horizontally off the surface of the neck,

The skull fell without any flipping, and landed firmly between the legs......

Syllable!

Listening to the sound is like a whole piece of tofu falling to the ground.

This was the first time since Yi Chen crossed over to this world that he watched his companion die in front of him, but he himself could not do anything.

"Barry ......"

A murmur squeezed out of her lips.

This time, he couldn't get any response to his name shout, and even if no blood splattered on Yi Chen's body, his vision filtered out the colors, leaving only black and white.

Across Barry's strong body, which still remained standing, staring at the falling head from between his legs, Yi Chen froze in place, with no intention of running away at all.

In other words, when the toes and nose are cut off,

Yi Chen was completely sure that the vice president had never boasted about his ability, and it was impossible to escape as long as he was in the hotel, let alone escape to the Sunshine Hospital a few streets away.

The opponent's range, accuracy, and destructive power are far above their own, and all the available means cannot help them get out of trouble, let alone defeat them.

【Mortal Situation】

Whew~ Yi Chen took a deep breath.

Walk in front of Barry, crouch down in front of the falling head, and close his eyelids behind him.

Yi Chen also put away the exposed chains and needles, put the axes and guns back into the suitcase, and even changed the coat used in the battle back into a decent suit.

Straightening the tie with one hand,

Walking towards Vice President Aiwatt with a suitcase in one hand,

Although Yi Chen's state was indeed harmless to humans and animals, Vice Dean Aiwart had no intention of letting his guard down.

He had deceived him once in the elevator before, and he had also seen the pain in Yi Chen's body that originated from the old world, so he was still very vigilant personally.

Considering that Yi Chen might suddenly pounce and wreck, he had given up the idea of capturing him alive.

One hand up!

The surgical thread that bounced up from the ground strangled Yi Chen's neck, hanging him from the hall along with the rest of the dead.

To be on the safe side,

After confirming the stability of the hanging, Aivaert switched to the "sensory line" and implanted a cross-shaped death symbol deep into Yi Chen's consciousness.

Faced with such an absolute dead end, Yi Chen was indifferent.

Since death is certain, it is better to face it head-on.

As the symbol of death is clearly imaged in the brain, the irresistible "death epidemic" quickly invades every corner of the brain.

In an instant, the originally uncomfortable hanging state became extremely comfortable, and he was even reluctant to take the initiative to get out of the coil.

"Is that how it feels?" No wonder infected individuals rush to commit suicide, just as a traveler who walks in the desert for days without drinking water sees an oasis and can't bear to go without water.

Then again, I didn't resist death in the first place. [Death] has been with me for a long time, but it is the key to my escape from the orphanage and become an independent adult."

At this time, the dead plague has invaded the hippocampus, which manages memory in the brain, and a pathogen that is invisible to the naked eye will completely "infect-transcription" the hippocampus.

This process is the key to the subsequent reconstruction of the deceased, and until the process is completed, the dead plague will even keep the individual alive to ensure the active functioning of the brain tissue.

All of the subject's memories are reproduced through the transcription of the infection and taken with them through the 'last breath'.

however

With the transcription of memories by the plague, some deep dark memories have been excavated.

The 'darkness' here is literal, wisps of black liquid flowing out of the core of the hippocampus, interacting with the dead plague.

Outside.

Yi Chen, who was hanging, gradually dimmed his main consciousness.

Wait until your eyes are completely black......

Ding Ding Ding!

The rapid and noisy alarm clock rings wildly,

stimulated Yi Chen's twelve-year-old teenager's body, ejected from the bed and sat up, and changed into a sweatshirt, jeans and sneakers in just ten seconds.

When the right hand extends from between the cuffs, the alarm clock is also turned off.

It has been two full years since he escaped from Orphanage in Black Mountain.

Because of the investigation of his father, who he had never met, he killed an inhuman and terrifying woman on the 13th subway, and then he came across a mysterious organization, which was also the organization that his father was in before his death.

As a result, I learned that my father was not a murderer at all, and the reason why he took the last train every night was simply to carry out a "hunting mission", hunting those [weird] who roamed among humans and wore perfect skins.

Because of these weirdness, they all have the identity of normal people in society, and even form a family.

As they are hunted, it is only natural that news of related disappearances will emerge.

For two years.

Yi Chen has always kept in touch with the organization through special methods, and receives almost 1~3 tasks every month, some of which will directly involve weird removal operations, while others are just simple human tracking and anomaly screening.

As soon as the organization determines that the task has been completed, Yi Chen's personal account will receive a large amount of money, enough for his personal expenses, and even to settle in the big city and live a good life.

But instead he chose the suburbs where the rental price was low, and his diet always followed the orphanage's weekly diet plan, with a precise intake of vitamins and proteins.

Save all the extra money.

The rest of the time will be spent on various exercises to ensure the healthy growth of the body. Before the orphanage is eradicated, Yi Chen will not relax for a moment.

Since he is currently only a "temporary worker", he can only passively take over tasks from the organization, and cannot ask the organization for relevant information, so he has not asked the organization about the orphanage.

Today is a special day.

After two years of investigation, Yi Chen, who is only 12 years old, was accepted as a full member of the organization with a task completion rate of 91.3%, and will report to one of the organization's bases.

There is one more important thing to do before he goes out - [makeup].

This is a daily must-do, and it is necessary to cover up the corpse spots on the face and the most exaggerated bullet holes with a sufficiently realistic "dead man's makeup".

If it is seen, it will cause a lot of commotion.

In the past two years, Yi Chen's makeup skills have been perfected, and if he doesn't work in the organization, he can apply for a job as an undertaker.

You're all set.

He put on a heavy backpack and pulled the hood of his sweatshirt as he walked out of the urban village he rented.

Follow the information on the note to find a newspaper office opened at the corner of the street, buy a copy of today's story meeting from the boss, and take the No. 107 bus at the platform not far away.

[The terminal station Lushan Psychiatric Hospital has arrived, welcome to take bus No. 107, I wish you a good day! Please take your belongings and get off the bus in an orderly manner.

Continue along the winding mountain road for a distance of several hundred meters,

A fully enclosed psychiatric hospital built against the mountain is in front of you, and its exaggerated gate structure seems to welcome the arrival of a giant mountain god.

Yi Chen came to the land shrine on the side of the gate, tore off one of the pages of the story meeting and put it in the dark compartment.

The shrine was removed, revealing a secret passage leading to the main building of the asylum.

After continuing to walk through the secret passage for half an hour, Yi Chen walked out of a wall of bookcases.

A female doctor in round-rimmed glasses and dressed in white was sitting at her desk approving relevant documents, her supple black hair falling down to the table.

It is impossible to determine the exact age of its exquisite profile, and it is entirely possible that it will fluctuate randomly in the range of 20-35.

The female doctor was the one who recruited Yi Chen at the subway station two years ago, and was one of the organization's "connectors".

"There are cups of water and tea leaves on the table, so you can do your own thing."

Yi Chen originally didn't have the habit of drinking tea, but when he smelled the rotten smell of tea leaves, he was in good spirits.

Hurriedly brewed himself a cup, gurgling~ I only felt that the dry and ulcerated throat seemed to be reborn as smooth, and there was even a feeling of rebirth.

He even made up his mind to ask where this tea came from and how to buy it.

The comfort from his throat made him pinch his neck,

This pinch is like touching a surgical thread that tightens the skin, and there is an illusion of being forced to hang yourself, and the feeling of hanging disappears after concentrating.

I rarely used this kind of double-line narrative writing before, I was afraid that it would be messy to read, and I don't know how everyone feels, so you can give feedback in the comment area.

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