[K] Shoot Zhou Fangzun

"The person under supervision has no right to raise objections. Ms. Ogata's freedom is based on her unconditional cooperation with the management center. As a supervisor, Mr. Zhou Fang has the responsibility to restrain his behavior."

Yosuke Tanaka looked numb, "If Mr. Zhou Fang intends to leave, please do so. S4 will take back the custody of the third king within 12 hours, and detain Toru Ogata at the same time."

"It's meaningless to embarrass me. As the leader of the second scientific research team, I guarantee that our operation will not endanger Miss Ogata's life. Please Mr. Zhou Fang make a rational choice."

Temporary escape will be exchanged for long-term imprisonment.

The king, who was enduring the boredom, hooked the corner of his mouth mockingly.

In fact, at the moment when the accompanying creature in Ogata's body was discovered, she was doomed to be unable to escape the fate of lying on the operating table, and the so-called freedom was just another kind of imprisonment/imprisonment.

The time she lost control in the aquarium, Zhou Fang clearly felt that there were three air mechanisms locking her from different angles.If he didn't subdue Ogata immediately, those watchers hidden in the dark would never be soft.

A gun of judgment that was destined to be deprived of everything from its appearance.

The ironic smile on Zhou Fang's lips deepened, but the amber color in his eyes was frozen.

"Lead the way." He lowered his eyelids to hide the trace of pity deep in his pupils.

The young researcher nodded his thanks.

"Thank you for your cooperation, but I hope that Mr. Zhou Fang can stop it as soon as possible next time. If there is a similar situation, Ms. Ogata will probably be killed directly. If this happens, we will be very troubled. After all, her body Mistletoe plants are very rare."

The Scarlet King chuckled contemptuously, and said in a hoarse voice, "Kill? By you?"

He grabbed Ogata's waist with one hand, and put the other hand back into his coat pocket. The crimson flame slowly overflowed from his body, and the air in the tunnel began to heat up gradually.

"Before my mood gets too bad..."

The man's lazy and low tone was full of oppressive fire, and he approached Yosuke Tanaka slowly.

The free flames ignited the ground he stepped on, and the young researcher trembled uncontrollably. His terrified eyes reflected the wide passageway filled with fire, and the boring heat was roaring at him with a majestic pressure.

The eyes of the red lion showed a tyrannical golden red.

"Yes... yes, Mr. Zhou Fang."

The pale-faced young man promised tremblingly, until now he understood that not everyone is afraid of rules—at least the man in front of him is like this, because he doesn't need to fear the price of trampling on the rules at all.

In order to allow the Red King who expressed dissatisfaction to maintain his last patience, Yosuke Tanaka arranged the operating room to the first observation room with interest.

A brutally clean white isolation room, with a huge single-sided glass forming one of the walls.

Zhou Fang stood on the outside of the single-sided glass, frowning slightly, trying his best to endure the flames stirred up by anger in his body.

The researchers in the isolation room were wearing standard white anti-bacterial suits, white surgical caps and blue/medical masks of the same style. The only discerning eyes showed similar calmness and numbness, which made them It looks like there's hardly any difference.

Zhou Fang fumbled for the cigarette case in his pocket. The unique smell of disinfectant that permeated the entire eleventh floor made him feel sick. He lit the cigarette, and he took a deep breath urgently. The familiar mellow burnt aroma filled his perception.

The man exhaled light gray smoke slowly, and the thin smoke quickly disappeared into nothingness under the operation of the air purification system.

In addition to the lingering tobacco smell in the lung cavity, Zun was once again wrapped in the cold and greasy smell of disinfectant. He frowned tightly, holding the glass with one hand, and covered his mouth with the other hand taking off the cigarette.

The faint smell of blood mixed with the smell of disinfectant, the esophagus seemed to be grasped by a slippery and cold hand, the stomach twitched slightly, and was so disgusted that he wanted to vomit his internal organs.

Gee.

Closing his eyes impatiently, trying his best to restrain the discomfort in his body, Zhou Fang laughed at himself.

After a long while, he opened his eyes again and stood up straight, the cigarette between his fingers had accumulated a bit of gray.

The man shook off the cigarette ash absently, held the cigarette butt in his mouth, and looked up at the operating table in the isolation room.

The girl lying on the operating table was silent, her face was soft as if she was asleep.

She was changed into a thin surgical gown, and her bare/exposed limbs were fixed in metal rings. Some researchers were injecting her with some kind of medicine, and some were fixing the needles that pierced her body.

The sharp needle is connected with an infusion tube or a sensing metal piece, and the complicated and thin translucent rubber tube is like tentacles greedily absorbing vitality, wrapping Ogata, who is powerless to resist, layer by layer.

Zhou Fang sensitively noticed that the girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she wanted to open them.

"Blood pressure is normal, heartbeat is normal, surgery is possible."

"The scan results show that the target object has been deeply fused with the subject, and it will take too long to separate, so another shot of tranquilizer will be needed."

"The blood pressure has dropped... stabilized, and the operation continues."

"Open the chest, prepare for the camera, and try to let everyone see the heart disease after being parasitized."

Zhou Fang stood for a while, quietly watching the busy people in the isolation room. They uncovered the only clothes left on her body. He looked away, put his hands in his pockets, lowered his head and turned around.

Not far away are Ogata's original clothes and her book.

Zhou Fang walked over and picked up the thin book, with a black and white photo-style cover, he flipped through a few pages casually, closed them again and looked at the author's name, TSEliot, this is a collection of poems.

Turn to the first page.

"Weare the hollowmen

Weareth stuffed men

Leaning together

Headpiece fill with straw. Alas!"

After the man finished reading in a deep voice, he twitched the corners of his mouth and gave a low laugh disapprovingly.

He turned a few more pages.

"This is the way the world ends..."

All sounds seemed distant and hazy.

The whole figure seemed to be soaked in water. Even though he was too tired to open his eyes, Ogata could feel the too strong light of the surgical shadowless lamp.

An unknown liquid was injected into the body, and the single-layer surgical gown was uncovered.

"Blood pressure is normal, heart rate is fast."

"let's start."

The skin on his chest was exposed to the air, and a growing sense of disgust spread from the bottom of his heart.

Do not touch me……

The cold blade touched the skin, and moist bright red gushed out from the wound. The faint smell of blood mixed with the smell of disinfectant in the air, creating a sweet and greasy smell that stimulated people's nerves.

Do not touch me……

The paralyzed body can't feel the pain, the more I want to struggle, the more powerless I feel from the depths of my body.

please……

The tip of the knife gradually penetrated into the body, touching the resting Treebeard in the chest cavity.

stop... stop... please...

don't touch me again...

The filth deep in my memory that I don't want to face is awakened at this moment, and the cruel criminal law I have experienced is revived in my mind. The middle-aged man's cold and slippery fingers cling to his waist, stroking upwards in a lustful/erotic way.

stop...

stop...

Don't... dirty me again...