After a slight "bang", the P-3392 aerospace aircraft, which had folded its wings, came to a steady stop on the No. 1 apron at Karl Airport. The rain was still so fierce that it didn't even let go of the ramp lowered by the aerospace plane, and the splash of water that had not covered the shoes burst out on the non-wet cloth.

After Dr. Chan got out of the hatch, he quickly opened the old black umbrella and walked down the gangway. Other passengers saw the man in a copycat suit using an old-fashioned umbrella, pointing behind his back and opening the "lightweight" and "efficient" jet air umbrella in his hand. "The colorless barrier formed on their heads is not as clean as the mud on the soles of your shoes." I remember that once, when Lao Zhao came to pick him up, he looked at their ridicule contemptuously and said this.

Dr. Chan stood under the gangway with an umbrella and looked up into the distance. The driverless shuttle bus has picked up the passengers of the last civilian flight and is approaching unhurriedly from a kilometer away.

Dr. Chen frowned and looked down at his watch, which was 20:44 BJ, which was enough to reach the designated place before 21:00.

When the shuttle bus arrived, Dr. Chan closed his umbrella and stood at the end of the queue to get on the bus last. Standing at the door, the outline of the terminal building can be vaguely recognized through the tempered glass door blurred by the rain.

A minute later, the shuttle bus stopped at the entrance of the terminal building. Dr. Chen was the first to get out of the car, without even an umbrella, and went straight to the airport parking lot. The nobles behind him shook their heads and mocked: "Anxious Orientals." ”

Dr. Chan was not unaware of this insulting language. But he didn't have time to argue like he had done before, just kept running, cursing the uncultured, self-righteous creature in his heart.

When he arrived at the parking lot, Dr. Chen got into a taxi and said clearly to the ubiquitous artificial intelligence in the car: "Qinqi Teahouse No. 142 Store." With that, he turned on his PDA and sent a message to Wolf in code. Today's unmanned systems for ground road transport vehicles are highly mature and capable of fully autonomous driving. Dr. Chan looked at the vacant driver's seat and shook his head. When Dr. Chen got into the car, it was much warmer than outside. The small droplets of water attached to the inner wall of the car window seem to confirm this fact. But he didn't feel a trace of warmth in his heart, and even a kind of biting cold, cold out of the flesh and skin, cold out of the car window, and even the heating of the car air conditioner could not be relieved.

There was no traffic jam along the way. In less than three minutes, the taxi had arrived at its destination.

After getting out of the taxi, Dr. Chan watched the vehicle leave, then quickly turned around and burrowed into the alley behind him. He climbed the hanging staircase on the side of the alley, climbed all the way to the top floor, and expertly pushed open the wooden door. He had barely taken a step and a half, his left foot still hanging in the air, and a gun came out from behind the door, the muzzle of which was pressed against the back of his head.

"Password?"

"Apostle."

Sensing the muzzle of the gun move away, Dr. Chan pulled out a bench from the wooden round table and sat down. There was only a relatively bright tubular incandescent light bulb, a round table of primary-colored wood, and seven or eight benches with cracked skins. This is the organization's emergency contact point, and in order to prevent sound leakage, the walls of the house are covered with light blue soundproof cotton.

"What about comrades?" Dr. Chan asked anxiously.

"Doctor, they're all on their way." Wolf replied.

Dr. Chan nodded silently.

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The rain could not be stretched out of line, but only fell on the earth in strings.

Ah Xin lay on the ground, let the pain of the slaughter. At the same time, her brutally honed consciousness can still hold on to not being unconscious, pricking up her ears to listen outside. After hearing that the hateful man and his bodyguard were walking away, Ah Xin endured it, holding on to the interrogation frame and trying to stand up, but he couldn't straighten his waist.

"Don't be like this," Ah Long couldn't bear to look at the painful face under the snow-white hair, and said softly, "No, Ah Xin, don't ......"

Ah Xin's head could no longer be raised. She grabbed the shelf with her left hand, and with her right hand removed a white hairpin from her hair.

"Brother...... Leave me alone...... Let......'s go" Ah Xin used the last of his strength to shove the hairpin into Ah Long's left hand, and then collapsed at Ah Long's feet.

"Ah Xin, hold on, brother will rescue you immediately." Ah Long said anxiously, his left hand divided the hairpin, and when he used the index knuckle to push it, the hairpin turned into a wire.

The lock of the chain binding the left hand on the interrogation frame was only six or seven centimeters away from the left hand. Ah Long threw all his strength to the left, and the entire interrogation frame made a dangerous sound of "ping pong". The lock tilted to the left under the vibration, and Aaron immediately grabbed the lock with his left hand and inserted the hairpin into the keyhole. With the training given to them by the institute in July last year, combined with Aaron's private research, it was easy to pry open such an alloy safety lock.

After priing it open, the chain in his left hand made a slight "whoosh", and it looked like it was about to fall. Ah Long quickly pulled out his arm and untied the chains as soon as possible without making too loud noises. Then, from left to right, from top to bottom, the locks are unlocked.

After falling to the ground, Aaron hurried to check on Ah Xin's status. At this time, Ah Xin had fallen into a semi-faint, her body was curled up, and her limbs were also weak. When Ah Long saw the blood slowly flowing from the corner of Ah Xin's mouth, he knew that he couldn't wait any longer.

If the two guards who complained about the harshness of their superiors more carefully than a dozen meters outside the iron gate, and looked into the cell at this time, they would naturally see a black cat ear and a black eye with a light of caution and wisdom examining them together. At the same time, the owner of the ears and eyes was cautiously reaching out his hand, intending to quietly pick the lock of the gate.

Aaron slowly inserted Ah Xin's hairpin into the keyhole, and the sound of the door lock vibrating was not yet able to arouse the hearing of normal Homo sapiens. He fumbled in the keyhole as he watched the two soldiers. The lock could only be opened from the outside, so Aaron needed to stretch his arms all over the iron gate.

Just as Ah Long was concentrating on picking the lock, suddenly, a "buzz" from the horn startled Ah Long's ears suddenly, and the hairpin in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"Alarm, alarm, the base is attacked, the base is attacked! The units immediately entered the combat state, and the units immediately entered the combat state! ”

Attack alarms were repeated over loudspeakers, apparently under attack on this important military fortress. The loudness of this sound is not too loud for a normal human, but it is enough for a highly genetically modified human in a feline whose hearing is sensitive enough to hear and locate the heartbeat of a medium-sized mammal in an environment of 20 dB, which is enough to make the hairs on his ears stand on end.

Aaron quickly withdrew his outstretched hand and half of his head, and crouched down near the door, carefully understanding the current situation.

"I'm really convinced!" The absent-minded guard complained loudly, "I haven't had this kind of thing for a few years, why are you so unlucky today?!" ”

"Zerlow 5, head to South 3rd entrance to stop the enemy, over!" The red light flashed on the intercom, and the command was not too loud but not overshadowed by the attack siren, which incidentally interrupted the guards' complaints.

"Zurro 5 received." The one who was the head of the guards replied. Then, he rudely called his subordinates over the walkie-talkie: "Damn it, you lazy pigs! Follow me to stop the enemy! ”

When he heard the guard's footsteps go away, Aaron quickly got up and continued to pick the lock. With the long-awaited "click", the lock was unlocked.

Ah Long turned around, gently put Ah Xin on his back, and then pushed the iron door with his free right hand. However, things did not go as smoothly as they had been – although they were already very unsuccessful – and the heavy iron door could not be pushed open with one hand. Ah Long put his left hand on the iron door again, and pushed hard, but he still couldn't remove the obstacle to the exit. So, Ah Long had no choice but to place Ah Xin on the ground again and slam into the iron door with all his strength. only heard the crisp sound of "Ping Pong Ling", and the big guy finally gave way.

Although Egger Bigg did not take the food of these subjects lightly, the corruption of the food supply chain made their food just enough to sustain their lives, and they had to undergo rigorous training every day, so that the weight of these children was almost always less than the standard for a 13-year-old human. According to common sense, a thin child like Aaron can't carry a peer to run at a speed that isn't slow anyway. However, Ah Xin's feline cat is severely genetically modified, and his body is already much lighter than his peers; What's more, she was starved for five days in a confinement cell, during which she only ate some paste-like nutrients (which actually didn't have much nutrients), so she lost a lot of weight. In addition, Ah Long has undergone three strengthening transformations, and his previous training is often targeted by trainers along with Ah Lang, so running with Ah Xin on his back is at most a weight-bearing long-distance run.

As he ran, Aaron kept his spirits up and observed his surroundings. The infrasound shell still made his skull ach, and the wound on his shoulder was even more uncomfortable.

Through the small hole in the interrogation room just now, Aaron could roughly tell that this was underground. At each intersection of the corridor, an incandescent lamp is installed that is better than nothing, adding a little visibility to the corridor. The ceiling, floor, and walls of the corridor are all made of blue potassium slurry concrete, and the smooth walls painted green can even illuminate your own face. Potassium is a new type of mineral that has a variety of important uses in various aspects, and is not expensive, but it is not something that ordinary people can buy in bulk. Ah Long really couldn't figure out what kind of power he had, and the wealth he had could use Lan Qing Potassium as paint.

The winding corridors are a labyrinth. The cat on the boy's back was running bumpy, and its snow-white tail and head were slightly swinging together, and it was dotted on the boy's legs and shoulders. Both children were bleeding, spilling blood on the ground crookedly as they ran. The smell of lancyan, along with the smell of blood, overshadowed the scent that pointed to the trail of the guards. Prick up your ears to listen, except for the subtle breathing and heartbeat of my sister, nothing else can cause hearing. The boy turned left and right, and at the end of each hallway, he had to rely on his instincts.

Ah Longxin said: Quick, if you don't find the exit, Ah Xin's blood will be drained!

The tail and head clicked about a few hundred times, and Aaron turned right at another intersection. He saw the light there, and it seemed to be different from before. At that time, he almost thought that he could finally get out of this third test.

But this idea was quickly dispelled by reality.

Because he saw a few traces of blood that had long since dried up.