The Gentle Way to Use Cheats

Sure enough, a strange shadow was found in the stomach of Yan Shaojun's body.

The forensic doctor performed an autopsy and took out a capsule-shaped object that showed no sign of melting at all, and delivered it to He Lang in its original form.He Lang opened it and saw that there was a small chip inside.

"It's just for this thing..." He Lang looked over and over at the chip smaller than a fingernail, then put it back into the capsule and handed it to Song Lin.Song Lin closed his palms together, and the capsule disappeared.

"The body is still being stitched up, and it will be fine later." The forensic doctor who took out the chip said, "I asked a colleague with the best stitching skills in the institute to deal with it, don't worry."

He Lang nodded, and asked again: "Has the attacker's DNA been compared?"

The man's voice was hoarse and deep, and it sounded like he had a bad tone.But the forensic doctor understood his emotions and replied calmly: "It has been extracted and is being compared. As long as the original data of this person is in the database, it should be found out soon."

He Lang wiped his face: "... Thank you for your hard work."

"It should be." The forensic doctor replied, "Then I will go to work first."

"Well, thank you."

After the forensic doctor walked away, He Lang maintained his original posture and stood still, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Sit down." Song Lin, who was sitting on the bench by the wall, patted the seat, "You have to wait, sit with me for a while."

These words are very skillful, and it is enough to show that the young man is actually very proficient in human affairs.He Lang turned his head to look at him, and sat down beside him silently.

The two sat quietly for a while, Song Lin saw He Lang staring at the ground in a daze, and said again: "I want to drink water."

"...I'll go and find it for you." He Lang couldn't remember that Song Lin's "Qian Kun Bag" was filled with food and drink all year round. youth.It was at this time that the man remembered and asked, "Have you... had dinner?"

"I took some time to fill a nutritional supplement before." Song Lin took a few sips from the cup and said, "By the way, I haven't had time to tell you about that monster."

"Ah, you mean the monster with Zhang Tai'an's face on the back of its head?" He Lang said, "Although I could hear your voice at the time, I didn't pay much attention to it. Tell me carefully."

Song Lin doubted whether he could think in this state, but it was always good to find something for him to do.So in the empty corridor, the young man whispered about the battle before coming to the Jiangbei base.

To be honest, even though He Lang had been distracted by the explosion at the Jiangbei base, he still felt the intensity of the battle between Song Lin and Yuan Chengbing.Now Song Lin repeats it again, even though his words are very simple and his tone is very calm, He Lang can still recall the difficulty of the battle.

Especially when Song Lin described the "hundred ghost sores" on the monster's body, He Lang's grief was driven away for a moment, and he only felt that the picture that appeared in front of him made his scalp tingle.

After Song Lin finished speaking, He Lang asked, "So... where is this monster now?"

"It's hard to say, but most likely it's with the demon cultivator." Song Lin said, "Yuan Chengbing said that the demon cultivator is extremely weak now and needs this hastily refined monster to nourish him. He probably doesn't have the mood to let it go around. After all, Even Zhang Taian was thrown into the formation by him to practice demons, so there should be no way out."

He Lang followed the young man's train of thought and thought for a while: "But if Zhang Tai'an is gone, what about the people who rebelled with him?"

"I don't know." Song Lin leaned on the back of the chair and said, "If Moxiu decides to 'eat' Zhang Tai'an, then there is no need to take those people out as well. Moxiu will not care about those hundreds of people Leader. But then again, if these people were brought out by Zhang Tai'an, the time when Zhang Tai'an was thrown into the magic formation is a bit doubtful..."

He Lang said: "You mean, Moxiu's current plan has changed from the original one?"

"It should be. After all, before leaving the customs, I probably didn't expect that my soul-splitting body would be taken away." Song Lin said, "Without the cooperation of Jiangbei and Wanling, his exit and the magic formation would have been impossible. It is absolutely impossible to complete the construction easily. And if Zhang Peng is kept in the dark by him, Zhang Taian definitely knows these purposes of his teacher. But you said whether Zhang Taian would voluntarily sacrifice for the teacher, I think it is unlikely .”

"Whether he likes it or not, he is now a part of that demon." He Lang replied, "Is Zhang Taian's will controlling that demon now?"

"Yuan Chengbing said that if Zhang Taian was controlling that body, the sore on his ghost face would have grown to the size of his head." The young man replied, "However, even if he can't completely control it, it can be deep. It should be difficult for the monster to digest the behavior of the earth. Also, judging from his state, I feel that he is already insane... Oh no, he is a demon in the first place. Then I think he has gone crazy."

"But the monster was taken away by Moxiu, wasn't he? No matter how crazy he is, he will end up dead." He Lang asked, "But when it comes to Yuan Chengbing, what about others?"

"Going to inform his sect." Song Lin replied, "He still can't confirm what the monster is. If he can find out, maybe next time I don't need to throw light magic."

"Um……"

He Lang's phone rang suddenly.

He took it out and saw that it was Xia Hong who was helping at the explosion site, so he stood up and walked aside to pick it up: "Hello?"

"Captain He, we found the 'black box' of the home surveillance at the scene." Xia Hong's voice was still hoarse after crying, but she had probably calmed down, "The damage is not serious, and there is hope to restore the data. I've already taken it, and I'll hand it over to Qinghe's Information Office."

It's not that Xia Hong hides his secrets, the information office of the Jiangbei base... also suffered a major talent blow during the rebellion.

"Okay, I get it, you've worked hard." He Lang paused, and then said, "Let everyone go to bed early after cleaning up the computer room tonight. You can throw away construction waste and the like later."

"Okay..." Xia Hong paused, but couldn't help asking, "Captain He, how is the situation...?"

He Lang didn't hide anything, and replied directly: "Ah Jun swallowed a plastic capsule, and it has been taken out, and there is a chip inside."

"He..." Xia Hong seemed to be unable to hold back as she spoke, so she hurriedly calmed down, "When is the farewell ceremony, have you decided?"

"Tomorrow is the New Year's Day, so it's inappropriate... It's tentatively scheduled for the fifth day." He Lang said in a deep voice, "We'll take him back late tonight."

"Then you are ready to go and call us?"

"Ah."

He Lang hung up the phone, turned around, and saw Song Lin yawning.

There is no way, the youth is equivalent to spinning around these days, carrying explosions, manipulating with domains, fighting monsters, and now turning around.And before fighting the monster, he squatted in the wild for nearly a day.It can be said that the past few days before the new year were all spent on energy, physical strength and magic power, but they hardly had a good rest.

So when the young man sat on the chair, even though the air was very cold, he couldn't help but yawned.

Then He Lang looked back and saw him squarely.

Song Lin met the man's gaze, paused unconsciously, and then didn't yawn for the rest of the time.

The young man regained his calm expression, as if nothing happened: "Listen to what you and Xia Hong said, shall we leave later?"

"Well, it's all over here, let's take people home." He Lang walked up to Song Lin and looked down at him.After a while, I squeezed out two words: "...Sorry."

"What kind of apology are you apologizing to me?" Song Lin raised his eyebrows, "I don't think there is anything wrong with it, don't say hypocritical things to me. But if you want to act like a baby, you can."

The emotions that He Lang had just brewed were all dispersed by his words.The man raised his eyebrows and repeated, "Acting like a baby?"

"I mean, apart from apologizing to me, you can say anything else." Song Lin kicked him, "Don't want to sit anymore? Then you squat down."

He Lang didn't know what he was going to do, but he still squatted down as told.The man looked very big when he squatted down, like a majestic oversized wolfhound, even if he sat down, he looked like a hill, extremely intimidating.

He looked up at Song Lin, and Song Lin patted his knee: "Lend it to you."

He Lang: "...Huh?"

"Maybe you need something to lean on?" Song Lin looked at him, "Do you still want me to give you the password? Head, put it here."

He Lang was stunned for a while before he realized what he was talking about, and finally couldn't hold back a little smile: "Where do you see this vulgar plot? Can it comfort people?"

"Anyway, it can be comforting..." Song Lin didn't say what it could be comforting, but changed the subject, "Your magic cycle is a bit messy, let me help you sort it out, come here."

"You really came up with this excuse..." He Lang couldn't help laughing, but he was still close to the young man's leg, with his head resting on the young man's knee.Song Lin's hand touched the back of the man's head, and the magic power penetrated downward from the top of the head, as if the cool breeze was gurgling down, breaking through the unsmooth part of the magic power cycle in the man's body.

He Lang's magic cycle was originally not completely smooth after the advanced stage, and what happened tonight was so exciting, he couldn't go up or down as if he was breathless.It is very restrained not to break out completely when encoffining.

And when Song Lin's magic power rushed into his body, the man felt a little more at ease.

This was Song Lin's second smoothing for him tonight. On the one hand, He Lang felt that he had become "squeamish", and this was unbearable;

All kinds of emotions were intertwined, and the man buried his face and let out a long sigh.

He suddenly said in his consciousness: This is actually my responsibility.

Song Lin: Huh?

He Langdao: Except for Ah Jun himself, no one else had time to install protection for the house in the Jiangbei Base.And Ajun also told me that the law and order here is not good... I actually agreed to him to stay here alone to work.

His tone was relatively calm, but Song Lin had a contract with him, and could feel the monstrous remorse hidden deep in his heart.

At this time, it was very pale to say anything, and He Lang didn't like to listen to the kind of nonsense that "it's not your responsibility", so Song Lin said "hmm" again.

He Lang really didn't need him to answer anything, he just continued on his own: I should think more carefully.My decision bears the lives of so many people, I should be more cautious, this is my problem...

Men have always acted vigorously and resolutely, but this look of nagging, remorse, and self-blame is extremely rare.Song Lin was listening to the words in his consciousness that were close to confession, while stroking the man's hair with his fingertips overflowing with magic power.

After talking for an unknown amount of time, He Lang fell silent, lying quietly on the young man's lap.

Song Lin flipped his left wrist and glanced across the watch: "He Lang."

"……Um?"

"happy New Year."

[The author has something to say: Another new year, another new month. 】