2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

Yan Muyun sat on the chair next to the hospital bed, supporting his chin with one hand and looking out the window with a dull look.

Not far away from him, the young policewoman who had accompanied Zhang Zitong before was sitting on the sofa, looking down at her mobile phone. It was Yan Muyun who took the initiative to let her in. After all, it was not appropriate for a grown man to spend an entire night in the same room with a little girl.

The female police officer’s name is Tian Tian, ​​which is different from Wen Jing’s name. I heard from Xiao Zhang outside that she is a very powerful character. She is the youngest group of D-level genetic warriors in the Menxia City police system, and the female policewoman in the province last year. The top three in the police competition.

After all, Zhang Zitong's poisoning case involved people with suspected supernatural powers. It was impossible for the police to just send ordinary police officers to protect him.

Yan Muyun's mind was a little empty at the moment. He was too lazy to think about the intricate love and hatred behind this case. Even the previous conjecture that the killer this time was a remnant of the "Dark River Society" or "Holy Clothes" was Just taste it and stop.

Anyway, both the black and white parties in Menxia City are now working hard to track down the truth. It is estimated that the truth will come to light soon.

And if they didn't even find anything, it would be even more impossible to find something on your own.

Yan Muyun is very clear about how much he weighs. This is Yan Muyun's advantage. He rarely worries about things that are not his turn to worry about.

"Hiss..." Yan Muyun suddenly took a breath unconsciously. He suddenly remembered something and took out his cell phone to send a message: "I won't go back today." 】

Yan Long replied quickly: [What happened during the day? 】

Yan Muyun sent an emoticon of a puppy nodding.

Because he always likes to post emoticons when chatting, the two brothers Han Jinyu and Han Yinzhu complained about him, saying that he was too vulgar. Yan Muyun thought about it and felt that this should be similar to watching the older generation send out colorful red and purple flower emoticons.

It's a pity that the emoticons of modern young people are still too abstract for him, a remnant of the old era, and he still prefers to use some "retro" emoticons. Anyway, girls like Zhang Xixue and Ye Buyu have praised his cute expressions, so the opinions of the two Han brothers should be ignored.

Yan Long didn't send another message, but Yan Muyun knew that it meant "received", but the other party was too lazy to send another "got it" or "ok".

I have to admit that this kid's chatting style is very similar to his younger brother. He always cherishes words when sending messages on social software, and he will never send four words in a conversation that can be solved in three words. The only difference is that his younger brother is Mensao. In reality, he still talks a lot, but his younger brother's son only inherited the word "Men".

The door to the ward slid open silently, and a graceful nurse wearing a mask walked in pushing a trolley.

The word "beautiful figure" came to Yan Muyun's mind automatically when he saw the other person for the first time. It's not that he was influenced by the island country's movies and could not control his imagination about women in uniform. It’s just that the other person’s figure is really good.

It's so good that it's a bit inappropriate to appear in the hospital. Perhaps the T stage of an international fashion show is where she should appear.

"Let me change her medicine." The little nurse's voice was soft and graceful, which was slightly in contrast to her slender waist and long legs.

Then she turned her head and nodded gently towards Yan Muyun, her eyelids drooping slightly: "Please go out first."

"Oh, okay." Yan Muyun stood up from his seat subconsciously, but before he even took a step, a doubt popped up in his mind. Zhang Zitong was just poisoned. If he changed the dressing, wouldn't he just change the intravenous drip or inject new medicine? With these steps, it seems that there is no need to avoid suspicion, right?

Seemingly sensing his doubts, the little nurse explained softly: "She hit her shoulder on the table when she fainted."

"Oh." Yan Muyun nodded and walked towards the door of the ward. After a while, the sound of the automatic door opening and closing was heard.

The little nurse turned around and glanced at the policewoman Tian Tian. The latter did not speak, but looked at her with a pair of calm eyes, seeming to ask silently: Do I also want to avoid suspicion?

Without speaking again, the little nurse skillfully removed the soft bag on the bedside that still had a small amount of medicine remaining. Then she reached out and rummaged around on the cart for a while, but what she picked up was not a new medicine bag, but a piece of medicine. White handkerchief.

Tian Tian almost jumped up from the sofa immediately because she saw the two sides of the square scarf hanging down, with a piece protruding from the middle.

However, it was too late. The little nurse's movements were incredibly fast, and the unknown object in her hand stabbed hard into the side of Zhang Zitong's neck. Skilled as a fishmonger who has been killing fish at the market for ten years, this little girl with her eyes closed is just another fish chopped unconscious by the back of a knife on a bloody chopping board. Her only fate is to be disemboweled.

"Huh?"

The little nurse suddenly tilted her head. She felt that the tip of the knife did not sink into the warm softness as expected, but was blocked by something.

She didn't have time to lower her head to see what was blocking her, because Tian Tian's powerful and heavy kick had already kicked her over.

If an ordinary person received such a blow, it's hard to say whether one of his ribs would be intact.

It was obvious that the little nurse was not an ordinary person. She kept stabbing Zhang Zitong with her right hand, and with her left hand, she blocked the full blow of the D-class genetic warrior when she was stimulated, without even shaking her body.

She lowered her head to look at the hospital bed, only to see that the square scarf had been penetrated by a sharp blade. The metal tip was now pressing against a translucent silver-white hexagonal barrier. It was clearly less than 5 centimeters away from the target's neck. But couldn't make any progress.

The mission has failed and there is no need to continue.

The little nurse grabbed policewoman Tian Tian's feet, pulled and flicked her, and threw her away, right in the direction of the door of the ward.

She is one of the most elite young people in the Menxia City Police and one of the top three policewomen in the province. She is like a large rag doll in her hands.

"Oh yo."

Tian Tian felt her back bump into a generous and warm embrace. The man took two steps back, and most of the force was dissipated, so she was not injured.

At this time, the little nurse was already standing by the window, her hands hanging by her sides, her posture seemed relaxed and there was no flaw in it.

Zhang Zitong was already awake in the hospital bed, but he still hadn't figured out what happened. He held the quilt tightly with both hands, and his face was full of confusion and hesitation.

"How did you know I had a problem?" The little nurse didn't seem to be in a hurry to leave, but looked at Yan Muyun standing at the door with interest. Although the automatic door of the ward was opened and closed just now, it was obvious that no one came in or out. The people who were in this room just now have been in this room.

"Your figure is a bit too much." Yan Muyun touched his chin and said slightly frivolous words with a serious face.

"Is that why?"

"Whether it is your overall body shape, the length of your arms, the length of your legs, etc., they are all too close to the golden ratio... It even makes people suspect that you were pinched according to the golden ratio. The so-called evil must be there Ghost..." Yan Muyun showed a sly smile, which was still attributed to the academy and the results of the six months of closed special training.

In the past, when he saw such a good figure, he would only take a second look at it, but he would never be able to see the "golden proportion" of Lao Shizi.

"Just because of this? Is there something wrong with my good figure?" The little nurse still seemed a little unconvinced.

"Well...actually, no matter whether you are in good shape or not, I have no intention of leaving." Yan Muyun touched his nose: "Zhang Xixue was poisoned under my nose, and Zhang Zitong was poisoned under the noses of so many policemen. Poisoning, your abilities are beyond ordinary people's imagination. No matter whether it is a real doctor or a fake doctor, a real nurse or a fake nurse, I have no intention of letting Zhang Zitong leave my sight."

"As for the messy golden ratio that I just analyzed, I just want to show that I am better... Well... you know, that Sherlock Holmes feeling, inferring the truth of things from the smallest details, I have already I want to try this..."

Behind Yan Muyun, Tian Tian looked at his back speechlessly, feeling ashamed of the admiration she had just felt for him.

The little nurse seemed speechless and tilted her head: "Should I say that you...are sick? Or should I say you are honest?"