[Full-time master] mottled

Zhijiang Botao's spiritual guide is a giant white wolf. When he is mentally linked with an ordinary sentinel, his spiritual guide is already a powerful predator like a sentinel.Then, in the case of Ding Tong, who is like a monster, having a spiritual link, Jiang Botao's spiritual guide must also be an incredible monster.

"Well... just think about the big brother's spiritual guide coming out to play with me? Then Tongtong will try." Ding Tong scratched his head, stood beside Jiang Botao's bed, closed his eyes as if he was thinking hard wearing something.

Not long after, Tang Jianbo saw dots of white light emerging from the unconscious Jiang Botao, and those white lights gradually gathered into clusters in midair.

"What is it? Is it Orthos? Radon? Or Hydra?" Tang Jianbo looked at the increasingly large white light ball, his face twisted almost crazily.

The white ball of light expanded so huge that it almost filled the entire room, and finally, in a dazzling flash, the ball of light exploded soundlessly.And when the white light dissipated completely, the monster Tang Jianbo expected did not appear in the room, only a blue morpho butterfly with glowing blue wings gently fluttered its soft wings, and fell from the midair while spinning, slowly landed on the back of Jiang Botao's hand.

Tang Jianbo looked at this weak butterfly flapping its wings on the back of its owner's hand, and felt his blood pressure soar for a moment. He rushed forward like crazy, grabbed Jiang Botao from the hospital bed by the front of his clothes, and rushed angrily. He growled: "Are you laughing at me?! Laughing at me for dreaming?!!!!"

No matter how Tang Jianbo grabbed his shirt and yelled hysterically in his ear, Jiang Botao, who was in a coma, didn't respond at all.On the contrary, Ding Tong was startled by Tang Jianbo's sudden rage, and immediately burst into tears.

For a while, the intensive care unit was filled with cries and howls.

After a long time, Tang Jianbo who regained his senses viciously threw Jiang Botao back to the hospital bed.Jiang Botao's back hit the bed, and there was a loud noise. The infusion needle on the back of his hand was pulled out, and the blood flowed back, dyeing the infusion needle red.The ECG patch on his chest was also torn off, the ECG monitor lost its monitoring target, the heart rate on the screen became a straight line, and the alarm sounded harshly.

After venting his emotions, Tang Jianbo picked up Ding Tong, who was crying profusely, and said viciously to Jiang Botao on the bed: "You have to pay for your contempt!"

Tang Jianbo took Ding Tong out of the intensive care unit, leaving behind a messy ward and Jiang Botao who was still in a coma, but at this time he seemed to be different from before.

——Jiang Botao curled his lips slightly, as if he was smiling.

Although only three days had passed since Jiang Botao was kidnapped, it seemed to Zhou Zekai that decades had passed.

Under Bai Xing's guidance, although Zhou Zekai has understood how to flexibly use his mental barrier to isolate the impact of the torrent of external information, he still feels pain, his soul is bleeding, and the wound cannot heal.Theoretically speaking, the Sentinel who can survive after losing their partner will become more resilient in spirit, stronger in ability, more aggressive, and even eventually become a dark man who does not need a guide. sentinel.

——Zhou Zekai didn't want to be a dark sentinel.

Before Dongta disappeared, he was already the top star sentinel in the tower.As a multi-capable person who can solve most of the crisis incidents by relying on his physical skills and combination ability alone, Zhou Zekai doesn't need to lose his other half to enhance his own strength.But the reality is too cruel, it uses the bloody sharp knife to force Zhou Zekai to choose: either sink into the deep well and embrace death; or bear the pain and struggle to survive.

Zhou Zekai chose the latter.

So pain settled in his chest, sadness occupied his spirit, remorse controlled his heart, and numbness held his senses, which made Zhou Zekai feel that he had become an immortal monster.

The first observation on Zhou Zekai actually ended yesterday. He survived the mental rampage caused by the loss of his guide. Zhou Zekai controlled himself and became the second White Star.

But Ma Jianlin didn't dare to let him go home directly. After all, a sentinel without a guide is just a slug, and he might explode when he is stimulated.And the work of the police department was extremely busy. Everyone in the criminal investigation brigade was so busy with the several murder cases that happened one after another that they had no time to take care of Zhou Zekai who had lost his soul.

Considering various factors, Zhou Zekai was temporarily kept in the special surveillance area of ​​the police headquarters.The security guards in the special surveillance area specially prepared an empty room for Zhou Zekai. Although it was not as good as the professional silent room in the tower, the temporary soundproof cotton still isolated most of the external noise for him.

Zhou Zekai sat in this simple silent room for a day and a night, during which time the security guards came to the room to give him food twice, but each time Zhou Zekai just sat there, neither paying attention to anyone nor touching the security guards. The food that came, as if he had become completely insensitive to everything around him.

——He never felt that the passage of time would be so slow. Every blink, every breath, and every beat of the heart brought pain that went deep into the soul.

In the face of this kind of mental torture like a blunt knife, the days when he and Jiang Botao lay on the sofa in a panic during the long vacations in the past are not worth mentioning.

On the afternoon of the fourth day when Zhou Zekai lost Jiang Botao, Bai Xing, who was good at using "teleportation", avoided the guards' sight and came to meet him in this empty room.

After confirming that there was no one outside the door, Bai Xing closed the door carefully with light hands and feet. He took out a syringe filled with transparent liquid from his coat pocket and threw it to Zhou Zekai: "Mixture, no thanks."

Zhou Zekai's fingers moved, he raised his head and glanced at Bai Xing, then slowly shook his head.

Bai Xing only thought that Zhou Zekai didn't believe him, so he sighed and squatted down, picked up the syringe that fell on the soundproof cotton, raised his sleeve and skillfully pierced his arm, then he pushed the plunger of the syringe, Injected himself a little of the fluid.

"I've already injected it." Bai Xing showed Zhou Zekai the syringe with obviously less fluid in it, not caring that the needle hole on his arm was still bleeding: "This is a common mixture, I won't harm you. "

Zhou Zekai opened his mouth speechlessly, and after a long time he whispered to himself, "...I don't need it."

"That's not necessarily true." Bai Xing unscrewed the used needle, threw it on the ground, took out a disposable one from his pocket, tore open the package in front of Zhou Zekai, and put the new syringe needle into the needle. On the syringe—as if he had already planned to give himself an injection first, to prove his innocence—this time, Bai Xing handed the syringe to Zhou Zekai, waiting for him to reach out to take it: "They are going to do something!" , you have to adjust your state."

Zhou Zekai looked up at Bai Xing, then looked down at the syringe he handed over, finally he took the syringe silently, rolled up his sleeve, and injected the remaining liquid in the syringe——Bai Xing was right, the liquid in the syringe It was indeed a general-purpose guide element sedative mixture——Zhou Zekai, who had been soothed by the synthetic drug, felt better, and his eyes had a little brilliance, and he was no longer as silent as a pool of stagnant water.

"Thank you." Zhou Zekai said softly.

"Boy." Bai Xing took the syringe that Zhou Zekai handed back, put it in a plastic bag and put it in his pocket, "I bet everything I have on you, you have to make it through."

"Senior." Zhou Zekai looked directly into Bai Xing's eyes, with a hint of persuasion in his eyes: "What are you repeating in this, exactly?"

Bai Xing just laughed without saying a word, until Zhou Zekai showed obvious aggressiveness, he opened his mouth slowly: "You just treat me as a fool."

Of course, no matter how you look at it, Bai Xing's answer, which is just stating the facts, is not enough to convince Zhou Zekai, so he sighed and continued: "Like you, I survived the fatal sensory overload and did not fall into madness and be executed. But the death of my wife left me very confused."

"After she left, my whole world is different. Although the work in the police department has enriched my life, but here," Bai Xing said, pointing to his chest, "there is always something missing here." One piece will never be filled in. In order to maintain the mental barrier to isolate the torrent of information, my mental energy is exhausted, I can’t eat well, I can’t sleep, and I suffer from insomnia all night. But it was all the scene when she died, she fell down in front of me over and over again, I could only watch from the side, forever powerless to change, it was really painful."

"So when Tang Jianbo came to me and said that he had a way to help me get rid of this mental torture, as long as I was willing to keep an eye on you two slippery fish in the east tower as an insider and inform him of the news at any time, I agreed. him."

"As for why I'm anyway, you just think I've been moved with compassion." Bai Xing took a deep breath, and said with some sobs: "Boy, your guide is still alive, there's no need to suffer like me for the rest of your life. "

"...I understand." Zhou Zekai replied softly.

"Dispelled doubts?" Bai Xing smiled, and Zhou Zekai nodded: "Thank you, senior."

"Then I'm leaving." Bai Xing bent down and picked up the needle he had thrown on the ground earlier, "They are coming to you soon, you must seize the opportunity, kid."

Before Zhou Zekai could respond, Bai Xing had disappeared in the next second, leaving Zhou Zekai alone in this simple silent room, in a daze.After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Zekai's keen sense of hearing allowed him to hear a singing voice coming from outside. Although he couldn't hear it very clearly, he could tell that it was the voice of "Qiu Lan".

"Qiu Lan" sings a language that humans cannot understand with a monosyllabic singing method. It is neither ethereal nor long, but those syllables reveal a strong loneliness and trembling from the soul. It seems that every word she sings is beating. A sense of awe cannot help but run down the spine of the listener.The singing sounded for a while, and then stopped. I don't know if "Qiu Lan" finished singing, or the security guard stopped her from singing.

Although the singing stopped, there was another inexplicable noise, but this time the noise was very close, especially to Zhou Zekai, it seemed to be right next door.Zhou Zekai sat where he was for a while, then he stood up and opened the door. This was the first time he had walked out of this room in two days.

The simple, silent room is already in chaos.

In the corridor, there were a few security guards from the special prison area sitting staggeringly. They clutched their wounds and groaned in pain. There were mottled bloodstains all over the walls.Zhou Zekai passed by the injured security guard expressionlessly. A black wolf emerged from the air and landed lightly at his feet. It is now only half its original size, like a pure black Czech wolfhound.

The culprit who caused all this stood at the end of the corridor, quietly waiting for Zhou Zekai to come.

——The gray and white Gyrfalcon landed on Zhao Xinhong's shoulder, its beak was still stained with blood, and Ding Mengrui beside him had a slight smile on his face.

Zhou Zekai stood still three meters away from the two of them, and called her in a cold tone: "Sister Ding."

"Xiao Zhou," Ding Mengrui asked softly, pretending to be concerned, "How are you doing these few days?"

"Thanks to senior sister, I'm not having a good time." Zhou Zekai said with a cold face, while the Hei Lang at his feet widened his eyes, tightened his lips, and let out a threatening growl in his throat.

"That's such a pity." Ding Mengrui smiled, stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers. At that moment, the temperature in the entire corridor dropped by dozens of degrees.It was already winter, and Ding Mengrui came again, Zhou Zekai felt a bone-piercing chill hit his limbs, it was so cold that even the air he exhaled seemed to be frozen.

The black wolf at Zhou Zekai's feet was forced to take a few steps back by the icy cold. It spun around behind its master with its tail down, and then stood beside Zhou Zekai again, baring its teeth in a threatening posture.

Zhou Zekai glanced at his spiritual guide, raised his head knowingly and asked, "Sister Ding, what are you doing?"

"I'm threatening you." Ding Mengrui seemed in a good mood, she smiled happily and pinned a strand of hanging hair behind her ear, "I hope you can cooperate with us, after all, I believe that with your current mental state, You can't use 'sanctions' all you want, can you?"

Zhou Zekai didn't respond, because Ding Mengrui was right, although most of the tubes of general-purpose wizard sedative mixture had been injected, his mental state was still at a low ebb.Betrayed by someone he trusted, forced to separate from his guide, and cut off the spiritual link that had been established for six years, all these things continued to hit Zhou Zekai. Adjust the state.

"...What do you want?" Zhou Zekai was silent for a long time before he asked.

"We're going to take you out of here." Ding Mengrui took Zhao Xinhong's arm, and leaned her head on his right shoulder like a playful little girl in love. She looked at the gloomy Zhou Zekai and smiled sweetly : "Of course, if you don't want to go, then we have to resort to violence."

As soon as she finished speaking, the red-eyed gyrfalcon that had stopped on Zhao Xinhong's left shoulder made a move—it suddenly flapped its wings, and swooped towards Zhou Zekai in mid-air with the momentum of thunder.

The crouching Hei Lang bared his teeth, glared at a pair of golden pupils to estimate the distance, and successfully jumped up before the Gyrfalcon touched Zhou Zekai, forcing him aside with sharp claws.The gyrfalcon flapped its wings and passed by Zhou Zekai's side. It spun around in mid-air and landed on Zhao Xinhong's left shoulder without success.

"Is this your answer?" Ding Mengrui grinned.

Zhou Zekai didn't comment on this, but his spiritual guide took a step forward and stood in front of his master.

Two hours later, on the highway leading to the outskirts of City S, the traffic police who were performing routine tasks stopped a silver-white Audi A4.

The driver lowered the window. He was a middle-aged man in his 30s. The traffic policeman who stopped the vehicle saluted him and said, "Hello, the highway traffic police spot check. Please show your driver's license and driving license."

"Oh, okay, wait a minute." The man nodded cooperatively, then turned around and searched for the documents in the armrest box beside him.While waiting, the traffic police glanced at the inside of the car. There was a middle-aged woman sitting in the back of the car. She looked like the driver's wife. There was a big pink box next to her, which looked like a doll. box.

"Bought for children?" The traffic policeman asked casually.

"That's right," the woman smiled, and turned the box over to show the traffic policeman, "We bought it with great difficulty."

It happened that the man in the driver's seat turned over the driver's license and the driving license, and the traffic policeman casually glanced at the box in the woman's hand—he didn't look carefully, only knowing that it seemed to be a male doll—he took the certificate and dealt with it casually: " That kid is going to be so happy."

The woman laughed happily because of his words, and the traffic policeman returned the ID to the driver after the inspection, saluted again, and said, "Thank you for your cooperation, there is no problem with the ID, you can go."

The man nodded and closed the car window, while the woman in the back seat waved to the traffic policeman in a good mood, as if saying goodbye.

After the car drove a long way, the woman sitting in the back row suddenly looked at the doll in the box and said with a smile, "Tongtong will definitely like this toy."