Don't talk nonsense, turn around and take the blame [Quick Transmigration]

The siren of the guide filled my ears, sharp and piercing, like an invisible knife piercing through the wind, easily causing people to bleed.Wen Yan stretched out his hands to cover his ears impatiently. He knew it was futile, but right now he had to find something to do to make himself less uncomfortable.

Wen Yan had a bad premonition faintly in his heart. Since the first plane, the guide has rarely moved, and the principle of throwing away the shopkeeper has been implemented to the end, almost to the point of indifference. This abnormal and dangerous "warning" "Definitely connected to the real world.

Wen Yan's heart sank, did the guide find "him".

Wen Yan resisted the dizziness, and after barely holding his breath, he gritted his teeth and smashed the mirror at hand, picked up one of the fragments, stuck it on his wrist, and wrote the word "Shen Ze" stroke by stroke.

Wen Yan frowned, and every blow was deep and heavy, as if he couldn't feel the pain at all, and his wrist was cut with blood in an instant.

Wen Yan leaned against the wall in the corner, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was the siren that hurt or the scratch of the mirror, but he knew that he had to keep himself awake.

He was even ready to clear the memory of the plane and then forcibly leave. It is not without precedent for the Immigration Bureau. After the turmoil, everyone is in danger. Once this situation is discovered, the most basic and common method is to clear the memory and forcibly interrupt the mission.

But he had kept the man waiting too long to leave him alone again.

The blood slid across the wrist bones, the back of the hand, and the fingertips, and finally condensed into blood beads and fell on the white blanket beside him. As time went on, it became darker and heavier, and there was a vague smell in the air. Wen Yan guessed that he was now The appearance is definitely not going anywhere.

He was in a stalemate with the guide like this, and all the movements were settled with a sharper and longer "beep--".

In an instant, all the voices in his ears disappeared, Wen Yan opened his eyes, looked at the room that still belonged to An Luo, feeling grateful for the rest of his life in a trance.

The guide completely disappeared, and Wen Yan tried to yell several times but it didn't respond, so he tried to support himself on the ground to sit up, but the wound on his wrist was touched again by his movements, and the pain spread all over his body in an instant.

Wen Yan tried a few times and failed a few times, and finally lost his strength and collapsed on the wall.He stretched out his finger and lightly touched the bloodstains dripping on the blanket. It was not too big or too small, and it would match the size of his fingertips. It was also dark red. Only now did Wen Yan feel that he was a little funny, that he was too naive .

If the guide really discovered something, and his memory was really cleaned, could he remember anything with the inexplicable word "Shen Ze"?When returning to the real world, the damage value caused by all planes will also be cleared, including the bloody "Shen Ze" of course.

But what did you think at that time?It seemed like he had thought a lot, but he didn't seem to think about anything. When he realized it, he was already in such an unseemly situation.

Wen Yan felt that she missed him a little bit.

Yes, to find him, to find Cohen, Wen Yan told himself so.

At this moment, there was a sound of unlocking the door. The butler stood at the door frowning. Although the door was already opened, he did not take a step.

Wen Yan raised his eyes with some exhaustion, and was still a little disappointed when he saw that the person who came was the housekeeper.

"Master, I heard them say that there was a sound of something breaking in your room, and I was a little worried, so come... what's wrong with you, master? Where did you get hurt? Why did you bleed so much?" Faint, "Quick, get the treatment cabin!"

"The treatment cabin is in..."

"Madam, is she going to commit suicide? Send a message to the general!"

"Since I divorced the admiral, my wife hasn't stepped out of the room, so I pretended to be indifferent before. My wife is too miserable, but I can't commit suicide no matter what..."

"Shut up, bring the treatment cabin over here." The butler spoke sharply, looked at the pale Wen Yan, finally sighed, and said, "Notify the general, let him come here no matter what."

Before Wen Yan fell into a coma, he vaguely heard "suicide" and "miserable", and wanted to sit up in shock while dying and explain that he didn't commit suicide, but he had no strength. When he heard the housekeeper let Cohen be notified, his heart I breathed a sigh of relief.

Yeah.

It's not a loss to see him around, but it's just that two days ago he dumped his divorce papers with a cold face, and in the blink of an eye, he was troubled by love and wanted to commit suicide.

However, Wen Yan never expected that he did not wait for Cohen, nor did he expect that Yan Qi opened his eyes and woke up from Cohen's body at the same time that the guide's sharp siren ended.

Yan Qi moved his stiff neck to get acquainted with this brand new body—it took him a long time to stand up when he regained consciousness.

From Shen Ze to Cohen, everyone is him, but not the real him, Wen Yan is very clear about this, and Yan Qi himself is also very clear.

Even if he was sitting at the highest position in the Immigration Administration, breaking the rules was a big taboo. He made a move at the annual meeting, just to take this opportunity to give that person a good vacation, and then pretend to meet by chance.

Yan Qi has no objection to an office romance, as long as the partner is Wen Yan, but that kind of start always has a deliberate taste, and he knows Wen Yan's temper, poking and jumping like a frog, thinking about him It is basically impossible to take the initiative to "provoke" yourself by crossing the gap between superiors and subordinates. On the contrary, if you enter his comfort zone forcefully and push too hard when the person's sexual orientation is unknown, it is workplace harassment.

So Yan Qi planned to boil the little frog in warm water.

Knowing that the man likes animals, Yan Qi lived a life of both cats and dogs. He even took photos with the pet dog that his friends jokingly called the prince, and "personally" sent it to Wen Yan. Started to hit full marks.

Romantic, casual, and destined.

It's a pity, but, his little frog doesn't play cards according to common sense.

So when Wen Yan was sent to the plane to reflect, Yan Qi had no choice but to follow, but rules are rules, even he has no right to decide how to start or stop.

A plane is a rigid space. An intruder can repair the plane, but when a second intruder enters, the completely repaired gap will be reopened, and even more unstable factors will infiltrate. There is a danger of collapse.

But Yan Qi knew the loopholes in it. This intruder refers to a sober intruder, such as Wen Yan. He knew from the beginning to the end that he was not from this plane, and he was just here to do a task. People in the plane have superfluous emotions, and they cannot choose who to attack at will, and they don't even have the right to stay.

So Yan Qi erased his memory, leaving only a little consciousness independent of the plane to avoid the monitoring of the guide. He needs to be relatively sober to ensure that he can find that person in the shortest possible time.

So Yan Qi tied Wen Yan with a red thread, and then used Shen Ze and the others to stay by his side. All the original plans were completely overthrown, such as vacations and encounters, they were deleted one by one, and left by mistake, but fortunately, his little frog was finally Tied with his red thread, it jumped into his palm.

Yan Qi inherited his memories of being Cohen, thinking that he would be fine if he woke up earlier, and divorced or something when he opened his eyes, it really didn't go his way.

But it's not too late.

Just when Yan Qi was about to meet his sweetheart, there was a rush of calls from the communicator, Yan Qi looked at the familiar code, it seemed to be from his side?

"Admiral! Is it convenient for you now?" The maid pursed her lips tightly, gritted her teeth, and said, "If it is convenient for you, can you come back? Madam, he..."

"Yan...what's the matter with him?" Yan Qi's heart sank, the word "Yanyan" was deeply suppressed, and he walked out quickly.

"We don't know. When we entered the door, we saw Madam lying on the side, her hands were bloody, holding a broken mirror in her palm, as if... seemed to want to commit suicide."

"Admiral, after you and your wife divorced, the lady has never left the room. Although today's incident was discovered in time, but suddenly, we are worried that there will be a next time," the maid said boldly, "You want to Don't you want to have a good talk with Madam?"

Yan Qi's heart was beating violently, how could he have forgotten about this matter, the guide's forceful evacuation would definitely affect that person, so the "suicide" they saw was probably because something went wrong on the guide's side.

But no matter what, he was still injured, and he should have thought of it earlier.

"There will be no next time." Yan Qi said in a deep voice.

The maid was stunned for a moment before realizing what the Admiral's phrase "There is no next time" was referring to. She nodded repeatedly and glanced in the direction of Wen Yan's room. The Admiral never lies, so he If you say it, you will definitely do it. She heard it, wrote it down, and hoped that Madam could hear it.

The moment Yan Qi's aircraft landed, the steward was already waiting by the landing port.

"How is it?" Yan Qi's tone was obviously nervous, "Has the wound been treated?"

"The treatment cabin has been used, and a smart doctor has been invited to check the body. There is nothing serious," the housekeeper replied, "Maybe I am too tired, so I am sleeping now."

After the butler finished speaking, he was silent for a moment, opened his mouth, and finally said nothing, but followed closely beside Yan Qi with a frown, his expression a bit elusive.

"Speak up if you have anything to say." Yan Qi saw the butler's expression and guessed what the man was going to say to him, and it must have something to do with Xiao Yan, so he ran here to wait for him.

"Admiral, you... do you know Shen Ze?" the housekeeper took a deep breath and said.

Yan Qi paused, turned around and looked at the housekeeper, and said word by word: "Shen Ze? Where did you know this name?"

"Do you know him?" The housekeeper didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or to raise his breath, "Because the scar on Madam's wrist is the word."

"When Dr. Smart helped Madam clean up the blood, he recorded the picture of Madam's wound. I thought the wound was a bit strange, so I took a closer look, and finally saw these two words." The housekeeper pressed the button on his communicator. After a few clicks, he passed the photo to Yan Qi, "You can take a look."

At that moment, Yan Qi felt that his heart was severely ground by the word "Wen Yan". When the last drop of blood fell, Yan Qi knew that he could never get out again.

Perhaps, even earlier.