Reboot 1999 [Rebirth]

After the plane landed in Jibei City, Yan Guangde took Jin Yan to live in a five-star suite that had been reserved locally.Considering privacy, he only booked one room, and at the same time, just after entering the room, he took out the small machine and gave him a death order.

Once there is any intruder, or Jin Yan is in any danger, he will be notified immediately.

To be on the safe side, he even installed a temporary communicator inside the little robot.This kind of communication is one-sided and can only connect to Yan Guangde's phone.

The little robot was ordered in the face of danger, and the facial features, which were so simple as to resemble a stick figure, rolled roundly.He said stiffly, "Master, what if another master's order is different from yours?"

"Obey my orders."

"Yes, Master!"

Yan Guangde finished debugging the little robot, quietly placed it on the top of the cabinet, and then turned around.Jin Yan on the bed had already fallen into a lethargic sleep, sleeping soundlessly, his golden long and dense eyelashes slightly curled up.

He sat on the head of the bed, staring at this man greedily, kissing his hair, the corners of his eyebrows and the corners of his eyes constantly.Until the body is hot...

Until this moment, he could still have undeserved desires for this person.

Damn!

Yan Guangde turned around and went into the bathroom, and turned on the water to take a shower.

After he turned around, Jin Yan, who was lying on the bed like a doll, suddenly opened his eyes.The eyeballs moved, and then turned to the little robot placed in a hidden place high in the cabinet.

**

After Yan Guangde went out, he directly called Jin Ninghai.

Now Jin Ninghai is the number one leader in Jibei City and is stationed here most of the year.When he made the phone call, Jin Ninghai's voice suddenly came across. "Why, finally couldn't bear to come to me?"

"Say, what chips do you want?"

"What do you have?" Jin Ninghai sneered, "Come to my office with your latest research results!"

Jin Ninghai's voice revealed the authority that everything is under control.

Yan Guangde was silent for a moment, then said calmly, "The office is not suitable, let's make an appointment to talk."

"Yes, you say."

"One hour later, the street cafe."

Yan Guangde reported the specific coordinate location, which is a cafe not far from the unknown university.Because of the punk and heavy metal-style decoration, it is usually inaccessible, but now it is just in time for a small holiday, and even the students are not there.When Yan Guangde arrived, there was only one waiter who was dozing off with half-closed eyes.

Yan Guangde just ordered a cup of coffee and waited quietly.

After waiting for 20 minutes, a black fully enclosed car finally stopped in front of the cafe.

Yan Guangde turned his head and saw Jin Ninghai wearing a black thin woolen coat, walking over with big strides.Jibei City was originally a seaside city, and it is not so cold in October, but this year it seems that the cold waves are particularly frequent.On the day they first arrived, there had just been an autumn rain in Jibei City, and the streets were still a little damp. When Jin Ninghai walked over, he felt a chill in his face.It seemed that the wet raindrops on the ground were all coming out of this person, making people feel sticky and uncomfortable.

Yan Guangde lowered his eyelids and swallowed his cold coffee.

"Bring something?"

"Here." Yan Guangde handed him a miniature safe, only about [-] centimeters in size.

"You didn't hide anything?"

"Do I dare?" Yan Guangde said coldly, "You already knew what this person means to me."

"What does it mean to you?" Jin Ninghai raised the corners of his lips mockingly. "I don't know what's the point of a plaything! But look at Yan Dacai, you are still in high spirits, and you are actually trying to get someone married in Rome! Oh, so I thought, we can talk about a deal."

After a pause, he said again, "This is really a good deal!"

"Aren't you afraid that what I brought is not enough?" Yan Guangde sarcastically said.

"You can try it," Jin Ninghai casually played with the password on the safe with his fingers. "In short, this transaction does not suffer from each other."

"Heh, you don't necessarily believe me!"

"You dare to bet his life with me? She is your nominal wife, oh no, maybe her husband?" Jin Ninghai smiled maliciously. "It's just a pity, I'm afraid he can't even have sex with you now!"

Yan Guangde raised his eyebrows, spread his hands flat on the table, and spoke very calmly. "It's just a test subject, can you and I have such a serious discussion?"

Jin Ninghai on the opposite side was taken aback for a moment, and then showed his emotions in front of Yan Guangde for the first time, Qi Qing slapped his face on the table and laughed loudly: "That's right! Now that you know it, after taking it back this time... the result of the drug test, Remember to give me one too."

"it is good."

**

The voices of the two people in the cafe and the bitter aroma of coffee seemed to pass through the voice step by step, and then rose from the cafe and floated to a five-star luxury suite in Jibei City.

Jin Yan was paralyzed by the little robot that had been dismantled into pieces, his fingers spasming violently.

He originally wanted to control himself.

He wants to control himself and not destroy the robot.He also wanted to control himself, not to get up from the bed, and then squat on the ground like a dog, clearly hearing the conversation between Yan Guangde and his nominal "good brother" coming from the bug.

However, it may be that the footsteps of death are getting closer.He couldn't control himself before Death wielded his scythe to harvest the wheat field, he ran to the sun for the last time, raised his head, longing for the swallow hovering in the sky to come down.

The sunlight above the wheat field turned into thousands of sharp arrows, passing through his chest.

He is going to die.

He couldn't control his desire for Yan Guangde.

He longed for Yan Guangde to die with him.

So like a lunatic, he placed countless monitors in each of Yan Guangde's clothes.In this way, even if he was lying on the bed half dead, he could perceive every move of Yan Guangde, and he could even read all the calls and messages in Yan Guangde's mobile phone intact.

Before Jin Yan was taken back to China by the Jin family, for 16 years, he mixed with various people in Northern Europe.The small method of wiretapping was taught to him by a black man at that time.

Black people are not really dark-skinned, but have no household registration, mix in the dirtiest places, and have the most unsightly methods.That day, he just raised his face and sang a mass to the black man. The man suddenly put down the knife in his hand, and gently stroked Jin Yan, who was only six years old at the time, with his tattooed arm.

The big hand with the missing part of the little finger rested on Jin Yan's long blond hair.The man was silent for a long time, and finally said to Jin Yan, who was still a child, "You sing so well, uncle likes it very much. As a reward, I will give you a gift."

"Is it a gift from God?"

"No, it's a gift from the devil."

"I don't want it!" Jin Yan refused childishly, subconsciously turned around and wanted to run.

The man blocked him in a dead corner of the alley, his voice was as sweet as the temptation of Satan in the Garden of Eden. "Just look at it, you'll love it."

"I am a believer in the Son of God! I don't want anything from the devil!"

Jin Yan's crisp childish voice sounded.

In the corner of the alley, there is no sunlight.But at that time and place, Jin Yan's eyes were as clear as the sky illuminated by the sun.

The man was silent for a longer time this time, and finally he suddenly opened the corners of his mouth and let out a laugh. "Yeah," he bent down, his eyes were level with Jin Yan's blue eyes. "But people in the world are so bad, what they say is completely different from what they think in their hearts! After uncle gives you this thing, you don't have to listen to what they say to you. Shhh! Don't listen to their sweet words , you just need to put this little thing..."

As if by magic, the man pulled out a tiny black beetle the size of a fingernail from his palm.

"what is this?"

Jin Yan grabbed it curiously.At the age of six, the previous panic has been completely conquered by curiosity.

"Wait," the man gently pushed his hand away, and said with a smile, "this mechanical beetle can be made even smaller. If you meet someone who bullies you, or if you grow up and fall in love with someone in the future, But you don’t know if that person is really nice to you, so you put this little thing in his pocket.”

"This little thing will tell you what he's doing, who he's meeting, and how he... talks about you in front of others."

The conversation 13 years ago is still vivid in my ears.Jin Yan never thought that the first time he used the skills that black man taught him, he used them all on Yan Guangde.

Like a greedy mole on the verge of death, he gave everything he had, exhausted all his strength, and used all the skills he learned on Yan Guangde.

In Rome, Yan Guangde met a man named Jason in the laboratory, and they talked about him and his mother.

That past, that past 16 years ago, was full of betrayal and deceit.That medicine did exist in Jin Yan's memory, but it gradually became blurred.Because at that time, after the medicine that promoted the fission of the cell body went down, he had a high fever for a whole month.

If it wasn't for this time, I heard Yan Guangde talking to others from the other end of the bug, that horrible memory might have been buried.

However, just like good things never happen in pairs, but bad things always come one after another, that dark memory finally slowly revived, and then showed its ferocious fangs in the boundless dark night.

Not long after, Jin Yan remembered the cross that was once stained with his mother's blood again.Oh no, it's his nominal mother...

That day, the woman beat him crazily.Probably because she was drunk, she was so drunk that she whipped out the whip one by one.In the end, the 11-year-old Jin Yan couldn't bear it anymore, and pushed the woman to the ground viciously. After the woman fell, a blood hole appeared on her forehead, and the blood continuously soaked the necklace on the woman's neck.

He thought he would panic, but in fact, he inspected the woman carefully, and after making sure she could not cause physical harm to him, he calmly dealt with the scene, and then stood by the door for the last time before leaving .For some unknown reason, he came back to the woman by a strange coincidence, took off the cross from her neck, hung it squarely around his own neck again, and then strode away like that.

With the door open, the noise of the neighbors upstairs and downstairs, Z. Love, can be heard endlessly.He disappeared in the dark night, and he didn't know whether the woman was dead or alive, and whether there was anyone to rescue her.But since then, he has never heard from that woman again.

On the plane, Yan Guangde temporarily changed his mind, saying that he wanted to go back to Jibei City to deal with matters, but in fact he also had unfinished business.In the villa at No. 668 Biyuan Road, in the room on the third floor with Japanese wind chimes hanging in front of the permanently locked door, the cross from hell is still lying there quietly.

That was the sin of his life.

Jin Yan once thought that he was a sinner who killed his mother, and that he would definitely go to hell after death.When he died, he had to wear the blood-stained cross around his neck, and then peacefully fell into eternal night.

However, since that woman has no blood relationship with him, and he is just a "dummy" created from the beginning to the end, then it doesn't matter whether the cross has any meaning or not.

In front of Yan Guangde, everything becomes meaningless.

Jin Yan looked at his hands whose pores had gradually blurred, because they had worked so hard to disassemble the little robot just now, and now each of the ten fingers twisted in pain in a strange posture.The nerves are transmitted layer by layer to the cerebral cortex, and it seems that even this transmission speed has become extremely slow.He felt no pain, no sadness.

He was betrayed by his closest pillow companions.

He was betrayed by Yan Guangde.

The swallow in the sky fell down and suddenly turned into a vulture in mid-air, coldly opening its granite-like cold white pupils, grinning, and took a piece of bloody flesh from his body.