family history of mental illness

Brandt had just had a mind-boggling exchange of consciousness with Omir, and before he came back to his senses, he was almost slapped in the face by the other equipment that Sam handed over.

"This is a built-in communication headset for communication, which is convenient for communication during operations, and my remote command to improve your survival rate. I also have two Desert Eagles and a boot dagger, or what else do you need? Yes, let me help you find it."

Brandt accepted them one by one, saying that it was enough.

"Also, this is the most important thing, please keep it carefully." Sam finally took out the highlight: "This is an antibody to a prohibited drug, which was developed based on the serum extracted from a suspected experimental subject. The effect is temporarily unknown. It is not recommended to use it rashly, but it can be regarded as a guarantee.”

Brandt took the small box, opened the lid, and there were two tubes of injection lying quietly inside. Unlike the bright blue prohibited drugs in the video, the antibody was dark red, which looked similar to blood.

Sam sighed. "If, I mean, if, you get infected by drugs, these antibodies might save your life. Let's hope they don't come in handy one day."

Brandt packed the metal box and said, "I remember you are just an intelligence expert, don't you work part-time as a drug researcher?"

"I have a reliable partner, you don't have to worry about that."

Fine.

Reliable on the line.

Brant didn't ask any more questions, and he and Sam finalized the action tomorrow night, and planned to go home and make some adjustments to improve his condition to the best.

But the plan never kept up with the changes, and an unexpected incident disrupted all plans of Sam and Brant.

Jason is missing.

Brandt originally wanted to call Jason Chris' plot and tell him to be more careful, but he couldn't get in touch anyway.Jason's cell phone was not turned off, but no one connected it. He searched for the location, and it was only a few steps away from the lounge.

In other words, as soon as Jason left the lounge, he lost his mobile phone, or, as soon as he jumped out of the window, he was caught by a hunter waiting for his opportunity.

Given the messy ground near the phone, several bullet holes in the wall, and a puddle of blood of unknown significance... It is obvious that Jason has been attacked, and the enemy can only be Chris.

"Your analysis is correct." Sam tried to call the surveillance of the bar, but found that the surveillance of the whole street was disturbed, and he could not get any information: "I always thought that they would take action in a few days, after all, it is not until the next cycle There is still a period of time for the supply of medicines.”

"Chris can't wait." Brandt said: "But why? Because the appearance of the FBI has brought him pressure?" After speaking, he even felt ridiculous: "This is impossible."

Sam has not spoken.

This made Brent a little concerned: "What did you think of?"

Sam's expression became serious: "I'm afraid the experiment has progressed, otherwise he wouldn't have become so impatient."

"Our plan is about to change." Brant put the headset into his right ear and clicked on the map: "I'm leaving now, I hope there's still time."

Sam threw a key: "My modified motorcycle is in the garage at the back, you can use it."

It was a modified motorcycle with two propulsion devices reinforced on the side, and its speed was even four times that of an ordinary car.

Putting on the protective coat and the exclusive helmet, Brant took the key thrown by Sam, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the engine roared violently.

The motorcycle was almost flying, Brant glanced at the map that appeared on the bracelet, and galloped towards the target location.

……

……

Walk 200 meters back from the neighbor Mrs. Colin's villa, enter the sparse black walnut forest, and then go south for nearly 10 minutes, the trees begin to dense, pass a shallow pit behind a boulder, turn to the southwest, walk several Ten meters away, you can see a giant tree with a diameter of at least three meters.

Neil has walked this road at least three times, so when Brant mentioned it, he immediately thought of it.

It was an old dead tree, the trunk of which was covered with the teeth and claw marks of wild animals.When he saw it for the first time, he was still surprised. He had been here for so long, and he had never seen a beast. Where did the marks on the tree come from?Thinking about it now, maybe it was because of his indifference that he missed many opportunities to expose the criminals.

It would be a lie to say that he has no regrets, but he also knows that the most important thing now is to find the serial killer's lair, not to do some useless self-examination.

According to Brant, the criminal should have been arrested, so he is safe at this time.After thinking this through, Neil walked further into the woods, and after a while, he saw a dilapidated wooden house.

This looked like an abandoned hunter's cabin. He touched the rusty keyhole on the door of the wooden house, straightened the pin and gently pushed it away. With a "crack", the iron lock snapped open.

Neil pushed open the door and walked in carefully.

The flashlight shone into the entire wooden house along with the moonlight, allowing him to see the structure inside clearly.

There are not many traces of life in the house, and the table on the ground is covered with a thick layer of dust.

But the animal fur on the armchair, the deer head hanging on the wall, and the animal teeth scattered randomly on the corner of the table proved his guess that this was indeed the hunter's residence.

The floor was dusty but the carpet leading to the end room was clean.Neil stepped on the carpet and walked towards the hut. Sure enough, there was another door lock.Taking out the pin again, the iron lock with the chain was easily pierced open.

When he opened the wooden door, to Neil's surprise, there was a door made of steel with a combination lock on it, which was incompatible with the surrounding environment, but Neil knew that this was what he was looking for.

Leaning closer to the iron door, with his ears close to the combination lock, Neil slowly turned the lock dial, listening to every subtle sound from the lock core...

"7."

The lock dial was fixed at 7, Neil closed his eyes, and continued to dial.

"3."

The dialing speed became slower, Neil's expression became more serious, and the lock dial stopped again.

"1."

With the last number left, Neil breathed a sigh of relief, let go of his right hand, moved his fingers, and moved them again until the lock dial slowly stopped on the number "9"...

"Crack-"

The door lock made a crisp sound.

"Aha." Neil finally laughed: "It's done."

He put his hand on the iron door, slowly pushed it open, and the light beam of the flashlight shot in, only to realize that what was hidden in this ordinary wooden house was a huge iron box made of steel with six sides.

Neil fumbled to turn on the light on the wall, and a scene of hell on earth appeared before his eyes.

The ground and walls were stained with blood, and dark red meat and blood stains could be seen everywhere. Domestic waste was randomly discarded in the corners, and several wrist-thick chains were hanging from the top, and one of the hanging ones was an unkempt and skinny woman. !

Neil ran over in a few steps, opened the chain a few times, and the woman collapsed limply. Neil supported her and put her down carefully on the ground, calling in a low voice: "Wake up, can you still hear me?" He gently He patted the woman's cheek, hoping to have some effect, and felt her breath with the other hand.

"Thank goodness, alive..."

Although weak, he was still breathing. Neil heaved a sigh of relief, only to realize that at some point, his head was covered in cold sweat.

After a delay of about tens of seconds, he finally remembered to call the police, reported the location to the ambulance, and then called the police to tell the general situation here, so that he could relax a little.

After losing the state of high vigilance, Neil's hearing became more sensitive. Neil was sure that he heard a subtle crashing sound, as well as the sound of iron chains sliding "cracking"—from the ground.

He stood up, and the leather shoes made a "悾悾" sound on the metal floor.

It's hollow!

Neil searched around, and finally found a day tunnel under an iron cabinet!Pry open the entrance of the tunnel, walk down the stairs slowly, the light beam of the flashlight illuminates the rugged stone road ahead, turn right along the route, and the front suddenly becomes clear.

What is that……

Neil's eyes were wide open, and his lips opened and closed for a long time before finally making a weak sound.

"Is that... a monster?"

The one-meter-high human-shaped object was chained in the stone wall. It might only reach a little above Neil's waist, but it had wolf-like limbs and sharp claws. Its face twisted and stretched from below, and its mouth Angry, full of canine teeth.

It stared at Neil with scarlet eyes, and made a "scare" sound.

This is no longer human.

Neil fell silent.

The monster should have also discovered him, the intruder, and it rushed forward.Only then did Neil realize that the chains trapping it were long enough for it to reach itself!

He hurriedly stepped back, but accidentally tripped over a bone on the ground.

That's too late……

The monster stretched its claws and reached for him, just as the claws were about to sink into his chest.Suddenly there was a "bang" gunshot, and a bullet shot straight into the monster's claw.

Neil took the opportunity to get up and retreated to the entrance of the cave.He looked behind him, and for the first time, the FBI in a black vest reassured him.

FBI?Peace of mind?

He is a wanted man!

neil...

Neil was a bit sickened by the emotion.

"What a hell."

He muttered resentfully.

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Some rants from the author:

1. I saw a cutie asking about world integration, don’t worry, there must be two superhero worlds, the world of the old iron may be ahead, and the world of the old bat may be the finale, after all, don’t forget , Xiao Bu is the cub of Ugly Lord, and if he wants to take down Arkham and give his dog-hating old father a home, he will definitely integrate, don't worry~

2. As for the cp issue, it is not recommended to guess and buy stocks, because 99% of you will not guess it. The cp is thought of before opening the pit. Maybe you can’t write the feeling of cp and it becomes no cp. Not sure, but this book should not be prostitutes, let’s see if I can write a sense of cp_(:з」∠)_

3. The question about Mr. Chou, in fact, although he has not officially appeared on the stage yet, I have already thought about his ending in advance. Personally, I feel quite emotional. I hope that when I write the ending, I will not forget this matter. Hahaha, humble author without an outline【.