star hunter

She walks through the darkness.

Her ears were buzzing so badly that she could barely hear the gunshots and dogs barking behind her. A bullet narrowly grazed her ear, and she felt a scorching pain belatedly, but this The pain was nothing compared to the numerous scars all over his body.

She had just successfully climbed over a live barbed wire fence, and a large area of ​​skin was burned by the current all over her body. Not only that, her two knee joints were also severely damaged, like parts with loose screws, ready to strike at any time danger.Every time she took a step, there would be bone-piercing pain in her knees, and the two patellas seemed to be gouged out alive.

But even so, she still had to keep running.

She is a "bait".

Her fleeing was purely a deception, to cover others, in fact, she was ready to die, even though before fleeing, she assured her companions that she would definitely meet them alive—only she knew that it was just a white lie.

Power grids, chasing soldiers, wolf dogs, and bullets, these tarsal maggots are tightly attached to her. In this narrow escape, the only thing she can do is to prolong the process, so as to win more for her companions. Escape time.

This forest is shrouded in the rotten smell of dead branches and leaves. As far as I can see, there is only darkness. Her face and body have been scratched countless times by branches in disorder. Her exhausted pace always makes the dead branches on the ground They cracked unbearably.

And not far behind her, there were scattered footsteps, people and dogs. She could occasionally feel that she was swept by the light of the flashlight, but she didn't dare to look back.

She wasn't sure how many troops were dispatched to hunt her down. The only thing she could be sure of was that in this dangerous environment, the other party's progress was as difficult as her own.

This place has come to the right place.

She thought with relief, her spirit was very uplifting, but her body was not optimistic—breathing became a kind of torture, the cold wind poured into her lungs, torturing her fragile respiratory system like a knife, her His breathing was unbelievably heavy, and even his footsteps became sluggish.

I'm dying.She thought in despair, she couldn't tell how long she had run, maybe only a quarter of an hour, but it seemed as long as a century.

The footsteps of the chasing soldiers were getting closer, not because the opponent was speeding up, but because she was slowing down.She was really unlucky, a stray bullet pierced her right leg without a sound, and she almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, she held onto a tree and still limped forward. The excruciating pain and bleeding made her situation worse.

The strong smell of blood permeated the forest, causing the wolf dog that was chasing after it to howl excitedly. It was already more flexible than humans in this kind of forest, and it was even more inflexible when its prey was seriously injured and slow to move. It took little effort to get close to the other party.

I'm going to die in this place... When she was thinking this, the vicious dog was already behind her, and she could almost smell the stench from its mouth—and the wolf dog leaped high, with its mouth wide open and its mouth exposed. The fangs bit heavily on the prey's shoulder.

She screamed hysterically, desperately trying to get rid of the vicious dog, but she was powerless. What made her even more terrified was that the owner of the wolf dog also caught up, and she heard the other party give a cruel order - "Tear her apart!" into pieces!"

Although she had long been prepared to die, even death was different. What she wanted was a quick and easy death, not to be a dog's meal.

In her most desperate and humiliating moment, a surprise appeared in front of her eyes, and the mist gradually lifted, and she found that she had passed through the woods unknowingly, and came to the end of it-a cliff.

She didn't know how deep the bottom was, but it didn't prevent her from jumping resolutely. The wolfhound hadn't reacted and had no time to let go of its sharp teeth, so it was brought down by her. up the cliff.

At this point, this thrilling escape came to an abrupt end.

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The sky was gloomy and frightening, thick clouds piled up, like moldy old cotton wool, and debris-like snowflakes fell profusely, silently dyeing the city white.

Zhong Yun looked around, and the star tower in the center of the city turned into a lonely and sharp silhouette under the hazy sky.

This weather is really suitable for a funeral.he thought.

This is a very simple cemetery. Naturally, the people buried here will not have a grand funeral.

Today is the day of Miao Linzhi's burial.

Few people attended the funeral. When she was alive, her reputation and popularity were not very good. After her death, her daughter almost blew up the whole building and couldn't cover it. Of course, no neighbor came to mourn .

Only Su Xian and Zhong Yuncong were present.

In fact, Zhang Jibai was also responsible for organizing the funeral, but he was mainly responsible for the expenses. As for the funeral itself, he has no interest. For a doctor who is used to seeing death, attending a funeral and wasting time are basically synonymous .

Zhong Yuncong knelt down and looked carefully at the lead gray tombstone. Miao Linzhi's name and date of birth and death were simply engraved on it, not even a photo.

He gently placed a bouquet of paper lilies in front of the tombstone, and said in a low voice, "I hope you will like it."

In this barren and desolate city, he couldn't find flowers in winter, so he had to make a bouquet by himself, and the lettering on the tombstone was also his work.

He turned his face and glanced at the people around him. He stood up straight with his hands in his trouser pockets, and with no expression on his face, he looked extraordinarily cold.

He stared at the new tomb motionlessly, with no emotion in his eyes, Zhong Yuncong couldn't see his state of mind at all.

It should be sad, right?

Zhong Yuncong hopes that his emotions will be more exposed, which means that he will trust him more, but so far, everything is just his wishful thinking.

The silence made the atmosphere even more depressing. Zhong Yuncong couldn't stand the dead stiffness, and couldn't help but want to say something: "It's strange to say, I thought that people like Aunt Miao who pay so much attention to appearance would like to take pictures, but I didn't expect I searched all over her house, but I couldn't find a picture of her..."

He said with a sigh: "In this way, people passing by won't even know what she looks like."

Hearing this, Su Xian lowered her eyelids, and her eyelashes trembled slightly: "Since there are no photos, it means that she doesn't want to be remembered by others...Let her go."

Zhong Yuncong lingered on him from the corner of his eye: "At least you will remember her, right?"

He was silent for a moment, and then showed a mocking smile: "I think, she would prefer another person to remember her."

The person who should have appeared on this occasion the most.

When Zhong Yun thought of Yingying who had fled without a trace, he was also silent. Her whereabouts, her abilities, her ambitions, and the mysterious organization "Shadow" she joined, everything was missing. It makes people feel like a mans back.

Zhong Yuncong frowned.

"Excuse me," a timid voice broke the silence, Zhong Yuncong and Su Xian both turned their heads, and several women in black stood not far away, looking at this side anxiously. A little apprehensive, but still bit the bullet and continued to ask, "Is this Miao Linzhi's grave? We heard that she was buried today..."

Su Xian saw their general identities at a glance, and they should be traveling with Miao Linzhi. He was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the only people who came to pay homage to her were these people.

Zhong Yuncong answered them instead of him: "Yes, are these ladies friends of Aunt Miao?"

This gentle and handsome young man looked much more amiable than the uniformed sheriff. Su Xian was the one who was most afraid of those few. After all, in the public security station, he always looked up and down.

"That's right..." Hearing Zhong Yuncong's friendly answer, the leading woman brushed her hair a little embarrassedly, "Although we don't have a good relationship and have fought a few times, we've known each other for so many years... who knows My sister will be gone sometime, and I don’t know if there will be a decent grave at that time.”

Zhong Yun was speechless for a moment, he was not as well-informed as Su Xian, so he knew their identities, but hearing the elder sister's tone, the more he spoke, the more desolate he was, probably out of sympathy for each other.

After getting permission, several women began to worship. They collapsed a basket, which contained some traditional objects such as joss sticks, paper money, etc., which did not match this Western-style cemetery, but Su Xian did not stop it, but Let them light the joss sticks and burn the paper money.

"Go all the way well, and cast a good pregnancy in the next life."

The women were chanting words, full of simple prayers, Zhong Yuncong watched and listened, and felt that the originally endlessly bleak air seemed to have a little warmth.

After the worship, the women left politely. Zhong Yuncong watched their backs, feeling a little emotional: "Actually, Aunt Miao's popularity is not bad, right?"

"She's usually a bit aggressive. In fact, she's not a bad person, but she's used to being bullied," Su Xian's voice was flat, "Afraid of getting hurt, that's why she always looks like she's showing her teeth and claws. She's a strong outsider."

Zhong Yuncong stared at his side face, and asked abruptly: "You and her are not just simple neighbors, right?"

Su Xian froze for a moment, his gaze fell on Miao Linzhi's tombstone involuntarily.

"In the earliest days, she wasn't like this."

His voice was suppressed very low, as if he was suppressing some kind of emotion, Zhong Yuncong was also taken aback for a moment, and when he was about to wait for his next words, he suddenly heard a trembling voice.

"That's right, she used to be different."

There are still mourners?

Zhong Yuncong looked over in surprise, and found that he knew the visitor this time.

Su Xian stared sideways at this hunchbacked middle-aged man. He was bony, his eyes were like dry walnuts, and they protruded exceptionally on his bony face.

"Li Zhijun." Su Xian glanced at his right hand, "The burn on your hand is healed?"

"Mr. Su." Li Zhijun called out tremblingly. The neighbor for many years, when he met on weekdays, Su Xian would usually call him "Uncle Li" politely, but now he called him by his name coldly, and he also understood the reason. .

In the beginning, his wife was kidnapped by Yingying's men, and he was forced to give false testimony, almost pushing Miao Linzhi into the abyss; later, he was controlled by the black robe woman with supernatural powers, and almost became an executioner.

In fact, he was ashamed to see Lin Zhi, but this was her last journey after all, how could he not come to see her off?

He staggered to the grave, fell to his knees with a plop, and burst into tears: "Lin Zhi, I'm sorry for you!"

Su Xian looked on coldly, Zhong Yuncong could see that he was in a bad mood, so he patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, he glanced at him, making him feel a little guilty, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Zhong Yun thought unilaterally that he had accepted his comfort.

Li Zhijun over there was crying and crying, and suddenly kowtowed his head frantically, and said while kowtowing: "I deserve to die! I deserve to die! I deserve to die!"

After a few strokes, his head was bleeding, Zhong Yuncong couldn't bear it, and secretly bumped Su Xian with his elbow, and the latter's face showed an impatient look: "Okay, who will I show it to? She's dead, she's done, she's ignorant, she doesn't know anything; if it's me, there's no need, anyway, I can't do anything to you."

Zhong Yunnong couldn't help coughing twice: "You're almost done, save some face for others... Ah that, Uncle Li, stop knocking, the ground is dirty, be careful of tetanus."

Li Zhijun didn't seem to hear it. His head rested on the stone slab in front of the tombstone for a long time, blood was all over the ground, and he looked a little scary.

Zhong Yun walked over and lightly touched Li Zhijun's shoulder: "Uncle Li, you can't be resurrected after death, don't be too sad."

Li Zhijun finally raised his head tremblingly this time, Zhong Yuncong saw his face covered with blood and tears, sighed, took a handkerchief from his pocket and gave it to him: "Wipe it off."

When he was not so embarrassed, Zhong Yuncong simply sat on the ground next to him, and asked casually, "Have you known Aunt Miao for a long time?"

Li Zhijun howled for a while, his voice still hoarse: "Lin Zhi and I have known each other since we were young. We have been neighbors since we were young. At that time, we lived in the west side... Speaking of which, it was all about 30 years ago. son."

Zhong Yuncong: "Oh, you were all very young at that time, weren't you?"

"Well, then the virus broke out and the west city was quarantined, so our two families fled to the east city overnight." Li Zhijun's eyes were cloudy, but they still shone brightly when he recalled the events of the year. The family helped each other to tide over the difficulties, she is like my younger sister, following behind my butt every day, calling me Brother Zhijun."

Zhong Yun never interrupted his good memories.

"Later, the Comprehensive Management Bureau allocated housing to the survivors by household. Our two houses were far apart. After a long time, the contact was lost..." Li Zhijun shook his head regretfully, "But I always remember this little sister in my heart. She has been obedient and good-looking since she was a child, and everyone likes her..."

Zhong Yuncong was stunned when he heard this: It seems that Miao Linzhi's later temperament was really forced out by life.

"A few years later, I finally met Lin Zhi again. She has grown up and is still fresher than when she was a child, but I never thought that she would be kicked out by her family and have nowhere to go. Wandering on..."

Li Zhijun almost choked up, Zhong Yuncong comforted him, and continued to ask: "So when you reunited, Aunt Miao was already pregnant... the child in her belly is Yingying?"

He nodded: "Yes, she was so miserable at that time. She was so thin that only a few bones remained. I took her to dinner and asked her what was going on. She just said that she had a child and her family couldn't accommodate her. She, she came out of the house..."

Zhong Yuncong's heart rate fluctuated when he heard this, and he unconsciously licked his dry lips: "Who is the... father of the child in her belly?"

But Li Zhijun's answer disappointed him: "I don't know, she never told anyone... Her parents didn't know either. Later, I went around her home and found out that she had been missing for two years. , when she came back, she had that child. They all said that she ran away with a man..."

Zhong Yuncong was a little dazed, it sounded like an old-fashioned story - a young and ignorant girl was cheated physically and mentally by a scumbag, and was dumped again not long after.

"You said, she has been missing for two years?" Su Xian, who had been silent all this time, suddenly interrupted, "Where did she go in those two years? Do her parents know?"

"I probably don't know." Li Zhijun still shook his head, "She didn't want to talk about it herself, and she refused to have an abortion... Then her father got angry and kicked her out."

"That means her whereabouts are unknown..." Su Xian frowned, "The west city is cut off, and the east city is only that big. No matter how much she elopes, there won't be any news from her, right?"

Zhong Yun heard his subtext: "You mean, she might have been abducted?"

Su Xian shook his head: "It's not clear yet."

He said and sighed again: "I don't know if I will have a chance to figure it out later."

Zhong Yun turned around and asked Li Zhijun: "After she was kicked out, what happened to her? Did you take her in?"

"No..." Li Zhijun was obviously a little embarrassed, he lowered his head awkwardly, "I was already married at that time, and my wife would never agree to let her live in..."

Zhong Yuncong sighed secretly, and then asked: "Then she..."

"Later she met a kind woman who took Lin Zhi in." Li Zhijun said, carefully glanced at Su Xian, who was still expressionless, and Zhong Yuncong suddenly understood: "That woman is ..."

Li Zhijun didn't dare to say anything, Su Xian said softly, "My mother."

Zhong Yuncong's voice also softened: "She must be a very good person."

Su Xian smiled: "Good people don't live long."

This guy... Zhong Yuncong was so helpless that he didn't continue this topic: "So Aunt Miao gave birth to a daughter with the help of Mother Su, and then..."

"After that, I started selling myself." Su Xian said, "She didn't have any skills. She wanted to raise a baby who was waiting to be fed, and she didn't want to trouble my mother, so she finally went to the street quietly. At that time, my mother was also seriously ill. , there is no way to stop her, she will be completely reduced to a prostitute."

Zhong Yuncong sighed, and Li Zhijun began to cry again: "Bitter, her life has been too bitter..."

"Okay, stop howling," Su Xian pressed his temple, "If you have nothing to do, go back early."

Li Zhijun was afraid of him, so he choked back his crying as soon as he spoke, and stood up wiping his tears, but he didn't leave immediately, but hesitated where he was.

Su Xian raised his eyelids: "Is there anything else?"

He took out something from his pocket, hesitated for a while, and handed it to Su Xian: "The photos of Lin Zhi are only from when she was young."

Su Xian looked down at the one-inch black-and-white photo in his palm. The girl in her teens smiled brightly and lively. Her face was eighty percent similar to Yingying's.

Zhong Yuncong also leaned over to take a look, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but feel sore: "Their mother and daughter... really look alike."

Su Xian pursed his thin lips tightly, without saying a word.

After Li Zhijun left, Zhong Yuncong asked for advice: "Shall I paste this photo on the tombstone?"

Su Xian was silent for a long time before he shook his head slightly. Zhong Yuncong took the photo and pasted it on the tombstone squarely.

After pasting it, he was tilting his head to see if it was pasted crookedly, when Su Xian suddenly said, "Why are you suddenly interested in Yingying's father?"

Zhong Yuncong hesitated for a moment, but he still told the truth: "I told you, I was injected with an injection, and I was brought into the 'isolated island' in a coma. The situation at that time was that I stayed alone in the closed In the room, that person appeared behind me without a sound, and then I arrived at the "isolated island" for no reason... I have been puzzled, after seeing Guo Yingying's ability, I probably... Figured out."

Su Xian suddenly changed his color: "You mean... that person is likely to be able to teleport through space? And..."

"It's very likely that it has something to do with Yingying." Zhong Yuncong sighed, "Except for special cases like yours, usually, two people have the same ability, so it must not be a coincidence."

Su Xian was dripping with cold sweat: "Hearing what you said, could it be that someone... has stepped out of the 'isolated island'?"

He looked at his face carefully: "It looks like it is."

"How could it be?" Su Xian still couldn't believe it, "How could someone be able to seamlessly bypass the 'net' of the Management Bureau...it's impossible!"

"I think that person's abilities must be much stronger than Yingying's." Zhong Yun carefully considered his words, "Although he has kept secrets, it seems that he hasn't let outsiders know about it. You don't have to worry too much..."

"You don't understand, there is such a guy who can go in and out of the 'isolated island' at will, which is a huge hidden danger in itself." Su Xian shook his head, "If one day he... had a whim, then the whole city may be affected by it." was devastated."

Zhong Yun was speechless.

"I have to report this matter." Su Xian looked serious, and he glanced at the people around him, "At that time, someone may ask you to investigate... Maybe you can't hide your identity."

Zhong Yuncong was at a loss for a moment.

"Don't worry." He heard him whisper, "I...we will protect you."

"I won't reveal your identity...I promise." He added.

He smiled: "Okay. I will try my best to cooperate."

Su Xian nodded, his eyes softened a little.

Zhong Yuncong lowered his eyes: "I don't know if Yingying will take a look, after all, she is her real mother."

Su Xian sneered: "It would be great if she dared to come."

He closed his eyes: "I've known her for so many years, I never knew she was so thoughtful."

"Sometimes, children are the most deceptive." Zhong Yuncong could hear the frustration in his words, "After all, age is really deceiving."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the photo of Miao Linzhi on the tombstone: "I don't think her father is a good person. Otherwise, Aunt Miao is quite a nice person. How could she raise such a..."

He really didn't like the guy who suspected that Yingying's father was plotting against him.

Su Xian also stared at Miao Lingzhi's photo, and opened his mouth with some difficulty: "You just asked about my relationship with her...my mother died when I was seven years old, and at that time, I... went through a whole It was an accident, almost on the verge of life and death. During that time, people were in panic and everyone was in danger. She brought me home and gave me a bite to eat. She said that my mother is her benefactor, so I have to repay her ... She has been very good to me, raised me for almost two years, it was not easy for her ... and at that time, her daughter was still very young, she raised two children, it almost killed her .But even so...she didn't give up on me."

Zhong Yuncong's nose was sore, he felt sorry for Miao Linzhi, and also for Su Xian.

It is too difficult for people living in the "isolated island".

"When I was nine years old, my supernatural ability appeared for the first time, and then... I caused a catastrophe, and she was very anxious. I was afraid of hurting her, so I left quietly. Afterwards, I entered the shelter of the Comprehensive Management Bureau. Then... into the training camp of the Bureau, and finally, you know."

When Su Xian talked about his own experience, his emotions were quite flat, but Zhong Yuncong was extremely sad, and couldn't help but patted his shoulder again - this time he didn't take his hand away in a hurry , but secretly placed it on his shoulder.

He didn't seem to realize it, and said to himself: "Although I was able to support myself later, in my heart, she has always been half of my mother..."

"Surely you haven't said that to her?" Zhong Yuncong asked, Su Xian didn't refute, just acquiesced, and he sighed again: "You, you are just too arrogant, do you regret it now?"

Su Xian frowned, slapped his paw away, and warned coldly, "Don't push your nose on your face."

Zhong Yuncong grinned and rubbed the back of his hand, but the corners of his mouth couldn't stop turning up.

The snow is falling more and more.

"It's getting late." The lonely bell of the Star Tower came from afar, and Zhong Yuncong thought thoughtfully, "By the way, that..."

He suddenly woke up expecting Ai Ai, and Su Xian came in without knowing it, and he whispered: "Is your mother...is here too? If it's convenient, I want...to visit."

Su Xian was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "No need, hers is a little far away, and... no one is lying in it. It's getting late, let's go back."

Zhong Yun never dared to ask carefully, and nodded casually: "Okay, let's go back."

Su Xian stood in front of the new tomb for a while, then suddenly bent down, gently brushed off a snowflake on the black and white photo, and bid farewell gently: "Goodbye, Aunt Miao."