The Gentle Way to Use Cheats

"Can you cure him?"

A man was lying on the bed with his eyes tightly closed, it was He Lang.His face was pale, almost bloodless, and his feeling of weakness was far from the heroic man Song Lin saw three days ago.

It's only been three days... Song Lin stood at the head of the man's bed, looked down at him, and remained silent.

"Hey! You talk!" As if to pull Song Lin out of the silence, a louder voice came from behind, "You said you can cure He Dui, is it true?!"

Song Lin finally turned his head and glanced behind him.

In this room, besides He Lang and Song Lin who were lying on the bed, there were three other men and a woman.A man is more than 1.9 meters tall, with dark skin and solid muscles, and one can tell that he is powerful; a woman is about 30 years old, with a compact and exquisite figure, brown curly hair just past the ear, and a very beautiful face; There is a man wearing glasses, with a tear mole under the corner of his slightly raised eye. He looks gentle, but his indifferent expression gives off an unfriendly atmosphere; the last man is shorter than the woman, and has no sense of presence Standing by the wall, he has an ordinary face and a shy expression, but the freckles near his nose make him even more cute.

And the man and woman in front were the ones who took Song Lin back to this villa and carried him into this room.

The one who spoke was also the tall one.

Song Lin stared at them for several seconds, then suddenly showed his first expression after seeing them... a chuckle.

He opened his mouth, the calmness in his voice didn't sound like someone who was forcibly "kidnapped": "Who told you... I can 'cure' him?"

Several people frowned, as if they were puzzled and dissatisfied with Song Lin's reaction.The burly man's expression was particularly ferocious, his brows raised, as if he was about to use his iron fist to show Gu Zuoyi and his Song Lin a little color at any time.

But the other spoke first.

"Your name is Song Lin, you are 17 years old. You were diagnosed with autism when you were almost five years old. You started to recover after being hit by a flowerpot at the age of 14. Your mother died in a car accident a year ago. Now you are with your aunt's family. No, it is said that they are not getting along. You have been going to the library every day recently, and the books you read most are books related to occultism." Yan Shaojun pushed his glasses, "Three days ago, you met Captain He on XX Road and told him that you can save He...so today, we brought you here."

"The investigation is quite clear." Song Lin was not at all afraid of being easily reported by a stranger, "However, what I asked was 'who told you that I can cure him', you said so many words, but None of that is the answer."

In other words, it's all nonsense.

"You...!" When the strong man was about to shout, the woman had already moved in front of Song Lin in three steps at a time. A delicate dagger was pressed against Song Lin's throat, shining coldly.

"You son of a bitch, it's best to leave nonsense for later." The woman squinted her eyes, and uttered cold words between her red lips, "Did your mother teach you to 'prioritize things', huh?"

"I'm autistic, my mother only taught me 'don't talk to strangers'..." Song Lin replied softly, then suddenly leaned back and lowered her body!The woman's pupils shrank, and she subconsciously stretched the dagger down, only to hear a crisp and slight "clang"!

The two quickly distanced themselves.

Yan Shaojun narrowed his eyes behind the glasses: "It's that butterfly knife...!"

"Do you even know this?" Song Lin stood by the bed, hooked his fingers lightly, and the butterfly knife flew around in his hand, "Then you know who this knife has stabbed... Oh, no, what ?"

The faces of the four on the opposite side were condensed.

Obviously, they knew exactly what Song Lin was referring to.

Song Lin slowly raised his hand, and gestured lightly to the four of them from the air: "By the way, let me tell you by the way, I didn't wash this knife when I went back—"

He showed a malicious smile, his tone was casual, but what he said dropped a bomb in the hearts of the people opposite.How the hell is this "by the way"?This is clearly a threat!

As long as you are licked by this knife, you are likely to lie next to the one on the bed!

The strong man and the beautiful woman suddenly each pulled out a pistol from their back waists, released the safety, aimed, and loaded it all in one go!

Song Lin's dark and deep eyes stared at the black muzzle of the gun.

"Three days have passed." Yan Shaojun said suddenly, "This virus can survive in the air for no more than 10 minutes."

"Oh, thank you for your kindness." Song Lin pointed his butterfly knife at him, "Then do you want to prove it?"

Holding a gun, the woman stepped in front of Yan Shaojun: "Who the hell are you?"

"...I found it really difficult to communicate with you guys." Song Lin put down the butterfly knife, "It was obviously the question I asked at the beginning, but no one has answered me until now. Now you are still asking me who I am. Didn't I just ask?" Have you recited my materials?"

The woman shouted softly: "Put it away! Then put it down slowly and push it over!"

Song Lin followed each instruction one by one.I don't know if he did it on purpose, but he gently pushed the butterfly knife and stopped at Yan Shaojun's feet.

Yan Shaojun kicked him to the wall behind him, and said again: "It was Captain He who said it."

Under the aim of two guns, Song Lin sat down on the bed behind him slowly, reaching out to touch the man's face on the bed: "His name is 'He Dui'?"

"Don't touch him!" the woman shouted.

Song Lin's hand stopped in the air, and he gave the woman a meaningful look: "Are you still afraid that I will infect him? Even if I don't move him, how long can he survive?"

He grabbed the quilt on the man and threw it off: "He's already like this—"

clang.

There was a sound of metal hitting, but the hands and feet of the man on the bed were shackled, and the iron chain passed under the bed, making it impossible for the man to get off the bed.

Song Lin threw the quilt aside and frowned: "Locked like this...has he started to have a seizure?"

Yan Shaojun patted the beautiful woman, and walked out from behind her: "It was Captain He who locked it himself, and he threw the key away."

Song Lin glanced in the direction of Yan Shaojun's finger, and sure enough, he saw a key dropped in the corner of the wall.

"He sent you to find me?"

"He was awake an hour ago." The woman unloaded the gun, put the safety on and put it back on her waist, "Let us find you."

Yan Shaojun added: "His original words are for you to take a look, and if it doesn't work, he will let you go without harming you."

The big man who was still holding a gun shouted: "Ah Jun!"

"He Dui said not to embarrass him." Yan Shaojun glanced at him, "Do you listen to He Dui?"

The big man had no choice but to give Song Lin a hard look as a warning, and then he retracted his gun.

Song Lin didn't look at him at all, just sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the pale man quietly, gently stroking the iron chains with his fingers.

"You are not allowed to touch him, because I am afraid that he will infect you." Yan Shaojun also approached a little closer, "Is there... is there any hope?"

Song Lin didn't even move his eyeballs: "If he had promised me then, yes."

The hearts of the four sank to the bottom of the valley.

The woman took a deep breath and wiped her face: "Forget it, I'll take you back..."

"I'm not finished yet."

Yan Shaojun's eyes lit up, and he took another step closer: "Is there help?!"

"I have a solution, but I don't know if it's 'rescue' in your eyes." Song Lin finally gave them some looks, "I just ask you a question...Which of you can make a decision for his future?"

The woman frowned: "What kind of future?"

"...It seems impossible." Song Lin turned his gaze back to the man, "Then I'll let him decide for himself."

The strong man looked happy: "Can you wake him up?!"

"It's okay to wake up, it's as short as an hour, and as long as dawn." Song Lin smiled lightly, without a trace of emotion in his eyes, "It's just an advance of his last vitality."

"you……!"

"Although I don't know what method you will use..." Yan Shaojun said, "I can take responsibility for this decision, let's do it."

"Yan, Shao, Jun!"

"I'm also responsible." The woman said, "What's the point of living in a daze at the end of the day? If you can't save Team He, it's better to get rid of him early and don't make him suffer."

The little freckles who have never had a sense of existence finally said the first sentence: "I, I also..."

The strong man had nothing to say, and took a deep breath to suppress his anger: "Then I will also take responsibility!"

"...Okay, back away when you've made up your mind." Song Lin stood up and faced He Lang's bedside, "From now on, don't make any noise, don't bother me."

As soon as these words came out, Song Lin suddenly felt that the feeling of being on his back was much less.

...It seems to be interesting.

With everyone's back behind Song Lin's back, he showed a faint smile, and then pointed out his finger at the man in full view.

The extremely small magic circle, the extremely fast speed of drawing the circle, and the spells that slide like flying.

Wake up, my golden bones.

Song Lin sat outside the room for half an hour before the door opened.

"Come in." The woman's eyes were red, she seemed to have cried, "Captain He called you."

Song Lin walked into the room.

The three men stood beside the bed with their backs straight, but there was an unresolved sadness brewing in their expressions.He Lang sat by the head of the bed, none of the shackles on his hands and feet were untied, his face was pale.

But when he saw Song Lin, he forced a smile: "Thank you."

"Thank you for letting you wake up and have time to say your will?" Song Lin sat down on the bed without any politeness. Soldiers, it seems not at all."

As soon as the man heard this, his cold eyes immediately swept over the four of them.

The four trembled all over.Although men can't beat them now, they are used to being cowarded in front of men, and they shrink back subconsciously.

This brat is fine, he will file a complaint as soon as he comes in, he deserves a beating, right?

"I'll let them make amends to you." He Lang said to the boy again, "Stay away from me."

"Come on, I'm not afraid of this virus." Song Lin raised his eyebrows, "It's you, you were very fierce three days ago, why are you so gentle now?"

The four people next to him shouted in their hearts: Try to be stared at by him!

But what is more sad in their hearts, after all... I don't know if there is still a chance of being murdered by a man.

"You treat me as a dying person, so your words are kind." He Lang smiled, and changed his expression to a more serious one, "You said you are not afraid of viruses, can you tell me more about it?"

"To put it simply, I have a way to prevent it from getting close. Even if it really infects me, I will..." Song Lin paused, "Wait, I think we should talk about your future first."

"I'd rather trade my future for the method of isolating the virus." He Lang said seriously, "Go on, how do you prevent getting close? What will you do after it infects you?"

"My method, you can't do it...at least not now." Song Lin replied, glanced at the man again, and sighed softly, "Okay, let me give you an example."

The tone he spoke to He Lang was tolerant and pampering, and the four people next to him felt that they had also been infected by the virus, and the world had turned magical.

Song Lin stood up and took two steps away, pointing to the glass of water on the table: "Splash me."

The big man raised the cup and poured it down from his head without hesitation!

A miracle happened. Everyone saw that the water had fallen on top of Song Lin's head, but upon closer inspection, the water actually flowed down two centimeters away from Song Lin's body.There seems to be a close-fitting, transparent cover around Song Lin's body!

The water drops fell to the ground, and Song Lin didn't get wet at all.

Song Lin glanced lightly at the strong man pouring water: "...I remember."

Congratulations on your registration with the Necromancer.

Yan Shaojun was obviously very interested in this. He opened his mouth several times to ask, but he held back when he remembered that the most important thing now was to save lives.

On the other hand, He Lang on the bed opened his mouth and asked, "How did you do it? Are you... from a special department?"

He asked, but knew the answer in his heart.He has seen the life of the boy, not to mention the special department, the past of the boy is not even up to the standard of ordinary people.

"Ordinary people, it's impossible." Song Lin stood where he was, looking at the man with lowered eyes, "But... you have a chance."

He Lang was taken aback: "What?"

"It's your future, now it's time to make a decision."

Song Lin's eyes fell on him, and there was a trace of light that was extremely difficult to find hidden in the deep black color.

"Do you want to be my golden bone? Do you want to make a contract with me to become a dead spirit?"