[Tuyan] Yimu

Dorchy Behemoth evoked a wide smile: "Rest well tonight, we will have a great time tomorrow." Then he closed the sliding door.

Shen Tu's face remained unchanged, his indifference was like a slate.He turned around mechanically, his eyes still sharp and sinister, as if a falcon was accurately searching for clues to the escape of its prey, depicting every corner in his mind that was conducive to committing a perfect crime.

The overall style of the room is like a cage, with dark colors, dim light, and the faint smell of waste in the air is disgusting.He glanced at the kettle on the coffee table, and poured a glass of water slowly without any doubt as to whether there were hands and feet made by Bechymos in the water.He raised his water glass and leaned leisurely on the back of the sofa.

The neckline of his suit was pressed very flat along the original crease, showing the master's meticulous attitude.The body hidden under the suit is still in a state of vigilance quietly, and the muscles of the whole body are tense.Hidden under the highest button on the left is a camera and a bug that are invisible to the naked eye, and it is now connected to a monitoring device in a bedroom of a villa tens of kilometers away.

The young man sitting in front of the screen was gritting his teeth, sweat rolling down his forehead and temples.It was already very late, and there were unknown birds outside the house against the light of the setting sun, cutting out the dark shadows of shuttles back to their nests. "Try this." Next to the young man, another short young man with a monocle and a little belly showed him what looked like a headset.

"Little pig, is this...?"

"It's the wireless microphone that comes with the equipment on Shentu's suit. The receiver has been installed on his ear in advance, so he can hear it. Try it, you're not worried about him."

Anxious An Yan took the microphone from the young man called Little Pig, his eyes still on the screen.The recording angle of the miniature camera was very close to Shen Tu's perspective, so An Yan couldn't see his face, but only part of the room that gave people a depressing and ominous feeling. "Shen Tu, Shen Tu?" An Yan lowered his voice and said softly, "Can you hear me?"

An Yan looked at the screen anxiously, but the picture didn't change at all, as if the sound didn't reach the end An Yan wanted to go at all.Jiang Xiaozhu hurriedly explained: "The equipment is fine. I have tested countless times for this plan. I am afraid that Shentu must not have any abnormal actions, otherwise Bechymos will definitely find out."

At this moment, Shen Tu suddenly bent his fingers, and tapped his legs a few times as if casually.He heard? !An Yan couldn't restrain his excitement, and said into the microphone: "Are you okay? Did they... force you to do something you don't want?" He was a little choked up, and his voice couldn't help shaking.

When An Yan was kidnapped by the people ordered by Bechymos, he always believed that Shentu would come to rescue him, and he didn't believe that Bechymos told him that "the other split personality of Shentu is called Shayne ) of the criminal madman" alarmist.

He expected that a person like Shen Tu with a level of thinking beyond ordinary people could perfectly play a false criminal personality; but he never expected that in order to rescue him as a hostage, Shen Tu would rather take the risk and use it soon. The little trick that will be debunked is to steal the day, forge the live video of him being killed by Shen Tu himself, and order the police to rescue him while Bechymos's guard is lax, but he goes to the meeting alone.

Who is the other party?

Behemoth!

That is a person who can eat his arms and the corpses of his companions in war to relieve hunger, can endure water swelling until it turns into a puddle of flesh, and can cut off his face from his brother who is connected by blood in order to cover up all the crimes he has done Next, the person who sewed it onto his own body!

What else is he afraid to do?An Yan shivered straight away.Apart from the safety of Shen Tu, he has no time to think about it at this time.

Who is behind this operation in the dark and setting up a dead end is no longer of great significance to An Yan at this time.He even thought for a moment that even if Shentu found the truth for this society and for so many people who didn't know him, didn't care about him, or even didn't welcome him, what could be changed in the end.He was annoyed and tormented, Shen Tu had already risked his life for him, no matter what the reason, he didn't want Shen Tu to contact such a vicious murderer again.

Shen Tu in the picture is so calm that he can't see any sense of threat that his life is tightly held in his hands.He stood up from the sofa, wandered around the living room, and checked some daily necessities.He just made an inconspicuous stop when he passed the mirror, and even An Yan and Jiang Xiaozhu didn't notice.He looked back and forth at his hands, and made up his mind to go to the toilet.

Others in the action team also put down their work and came over and surrounded a small area in front of the screen.No one knew what Shen Tu was thinking at this time, the atmosphere in the crowd was unusually serious and tense. "Could it be Morse code?" Rachel, who is familiar with intelligence methods, murmured.Everyone was guessing what method Shen Tu would use to transmit his location information. Everyone's eyes were wide open, for fear of missing a signal, which would lead to the failure of the rescue operation.

Shen Tu walked to the narrow and yellow sink, turned on the faucet, without saying a word.His hands have touched some items in the house, but the whole house has obviously been carefully cleaned recently, the commonly used areas that he can touch are not dirty, and there are no other dirt or stains on his hands, but he is lowering his head, carefully Slowly wash away a little bit of dust between each finger.This shot that is too life-like and has no implied meaning at all makes everyone hold their breath, because it means that the next action is likely to have a very concentrated and a lot of information transmission.

He washed his hands, picked up the towel next to him and wiped it slowly.At this time, Shen Tu, who had been looking at his hands, raised his eyes, and naturally looked at the half-length mirror hanging above the sink.The fan-shaped yellow light scattered on the mirror reflected his face, his facial features were correct, and there was no scar on his neck that was exposed outside his clothes.Eyebrows are sharp but not impatient, and his momentum is still steady, as if this is just an ordinary rest when he got up to go to the bathroom after analyzing the case at home for several hours.

"He means, he's fine... don't worry." An Yan suddenly said, attracting everyone's attention.Even if everyone is worried about Shen Tu, I am afraid that no one can compare this mood with what An Yan has.

Let me ask you, sending the person you love into the wolf den with your own hands, and watching the wolf covet him, but you are bound and unable to do anything, how does it feel?

An Yan didn't know how else to express his strong emotion of wanting to stop all this and go to Shen Tu's side immediately.Words of admonishment, concern, and wanting to support him scrambled to blurt out, almost overwhelming his mind, but in the end the shortest sentence won out in this anxiety: "Shen Tu, come on."

The shorter and more direct, the more important.

His voice still wasn't calm, but that didn't stop him from saying slowly into the microphone, "...I love you."