Strange honey water and Y month [short story collection]

Zhang Gu can no longer continue to extract subconsciousness.

After eating a few mouthfuls of not-so-tasty lunch, Xiao Qi folded up the materials and looked out the window with his head sideways.

The cafeteria is located on the first floor, and the outside is illuminated by the sun without any blind spots, and the air is filled with heat waves.

On the square, a few people wearing uniforms were walking towards the cafeteria.

Xiaoqi's heart trembled, he probably guessed what happened, he put down his chopsticks, and waited for those people to come to him.

"Good afternoon," the leader greeted, and made an invitation gesture towards the research building, "Please come with me."

They didn't seem to have the intention of waiting for Xiaoqi to finish his lunch. The people in the first hospital are like this, they always work first, and they often don't eat or sleep.

Xiaoqi packed up the tableware in front of him, picked up the materials and followed them back to the research building.

He was brought into the room of research subject D13511, and Zhang Gu was also there.

Probably Zhang Gu actively or passively leaked the extraction of the subconscious mind, and the First Court got the news and sent someone to deal with it.

The experimental subjects who were originally lying on the bed had already been "packed" by them and placed on the upright human transport vehicle.

His eyes rolled, staring straight at Xiao Qi.

The leader of the first hospital took out the handover slip and handed it to Xiaoqi:

"We have completed the procedures to transfer D13511 from you, please sign."

The above shows that it involves S-level secrets, and it will be transferred to the First Research Institute for processing immediately.

Xiaoqi took the pen and asked before writing: "Is there anything about our treatment?"

Hearing him use the word "handling", the other party showed a smile on his face, and replied in a friendly manner:

"A-level researcher Zhang Gu's research on subconscious extraction has not yet been completed, so he will be transferred to the first hospital to continue working. There will be no follow-up D-level projects for you in the next few days. You can keep yourself at home. Fake."

It probably means that Xiao Qi is not high enough to go to the first hospital.

Xiao Qi has no objection, he doesn't want to see the final results of the research subjects, he already feels guilty enough.

In this way, after D13511 was transferred to the First Research Institute of Gaoda University, an S-level staff member of this institute and Zhang Gu, a newly promoted S-level researcher, continued to complete the subconscious research.

【S-D13511-Subconscious Extraction-Seventh Time】

In the muscle explosion room, Dr. Manan is lying on the table, looking like he is dozing off, but in fact there is only an empty shell left.

There was a puddle of oil left on the treatment bed in front of him, left behind by the disappearance of the patient who had just declared failure of treatment.

The nine members of the assassination team cleaned up the consulting room and retreated together.

They walked down the hallway and into the nursery again for a meeting about the next assassination.

Hua Ke took out a map found in the tin cabinet and handed it to Zhang Er: "Please check our burnt map."

Then, they started discussing about No.3 object.

I still remember the person in the photo with black hair and black pupils, prominent browbones, deep eyes, high nose bridge, and a villain-like smile.

But he has no characteristics, and the nine people present also think that they are incapable of drawing someone who has only seen it once.

This creates a problem, they can't run outside, catch passers-by and ask if you know a good-looking Grim Reaper?Who knows how many good-looking Reapers there will be.

"By the way!" Rijiang leaned against the door, his back was a little itchy and he could use the door lock to rub against it, "Do you think the last one is Boss Death?"

"No," Hua Ke said with a serious face, "The organizers won't be so stupid as to let us assassinate the leader of the gods as soon as we come in, because this is likely to fail, and then bring bad consequences to humans."

"Hey, is there no consequence for failing to kill an ordinary Death God?!"

"I think they will shirk and say that we are temporary workers, or have other ways to deal with it. According to the reports collected so far, the other gods of death get their power from the leader. I guess that they are just selected by the leader. For the existence of sharing work for myself, it is not important to lose one or two, just make up for it."

Rijiang wanted to say something else, but Shen Yi interjected, "I think the teacher is right. The organizer must have gone through many experiments and came to a similar conclusion before letting us in for the assassination."

Fu Dao accidentally put his fat hand on the shaker, and shook it a few times, and a harsh sound sounded.

He quickly stopped, but still attracted everyone's attention, he smiled slightly awkwardly, and asked Zhang Er behind him: "How is it?"

"All right."

Zhang Er has already finished processing the map on the children's dining table, holding a corner with one hand and holding up the map to display in front of everyone.

"This world is very big, I think the map only shows a part, and the one we burned is in the lower left corner, and I have marked it with a pen."

In the lower left corner of the map, he circled a square with a water pen.About one-twentieth the size of the entire image.

Everyone looked at the top for a long time, and Yu Jiu suddenly asked:

"One thing I don't understand is that since the organizers can tamper with the firearms without being detected. Why not just do it with the pictures instead of burning them?"

Hua Ke had thought about this question a long time ago, but he didn't get an answer.

Before the departure, the organizers did not deliberately remind them to remember the content. Those few things spontaneously ignited and destroyed after reading them. It is difficult to remember them all. Normally, the organizers have no reason to deceive their own people.

"How do you know that?" Rijiang changed the subject impatiently, "We'd better decide on the next step quickly, don't talk about what's going on."

"Well," Fu Dao Rou held Hua Ke's head in his chubby hands, and turned him towards the map, "Brother, do you have any ideas?"

To be honest, without any clues, Hua Ke has no good ideas.

At this time, he saw that the oil bottle squatted in front of the map, gestured with his finger on it and said, "This area is actually not that big."

Ri Jiang curled his lips: "That's not too small."

Shen Yi dragged his chin, pointed to their positions on the map and said:

"On the burned map, the first Reaper is marked in the area marked with a cross."

"Look, this location is marked as a church on the big map, which is not far from us."

"As far as we know, since the dead know the god of death, the god of death also has his own territory."

"In other words, we can roughly divide the nearby map into areas based on the church and the hospital, and check from near to far. The third assassination target is likely to be in a certain territory next to the hospital.

"There are no clues at the moment, so this is the only way. Even if you can't find it for a while, you can get more information."

The teammates nodded approvingly for the reserve team member.

Hua Ke thought about his words, and then said: "That's right, we can ask people in each area what the God of Death is like on their side. If we are lucky, we can see the photos or meet him in person."

After all, they have been so lucky twice.

It's just that if this is the case, they need to act separately again, and in order to expand the investigation area as much as possible, Shen Yi can no longer cling to the teacher.

This time he didn't have much opinion, but Hua Ke was not used to it.

"Be safe and keep in touch." He said dryly to the oil bottle, and the other party replied with a reassuring gesture.

"Everyone keeps in touch at all times. If you find the target, remember not to act alone. After all, the other party is the god of death."

After Fu Dao finished his speech as the captain, he opened the door of the mother and baby room, and the nine people moved towards their respective directions.

After leaving the hospital, Hua Ke walked west along a street.

There is a lot of traffic on the road, and there are some breakfast shops on both sides, which are no different from the world of the living.

He tried to buy a steamed stuffed bun and took a bite. It smelled like meat, and the chewiness was similar, but it felt like something was missing.

This made him miss the world of the living and the buns he ate at his grandmother's house when he was a child.

There are not many pedestrians on the side of the road, and even fewer walk along the street.

Hua Ke looked left and right, and ran to the newsstand owner to ask about the God of Death.

The elderly bald boss was vague and unable to describe what he knew.

Or ask someone else.

Go straight ahead and it is closed due to road construction, and there is a trail on the left that you can turn into.

There are residential areas on both sides of the trail, and the houses are older than the outside.

As he walked, Hua Ke felt more and more familiar with this place.

Take a closer look, isn't this the way you used to go to and from school when you were young? !

Before the second grade of elementary school, Hua Ke was taken by his grandparents and lived in a factory residential area.

Going up the wide steep slope, there are lush trees on both sides. I remember that there was a temple of earth on the way. He was very afraid of that small temple when he was a child.

Further up, there are some chess and card rooms, canteens, and go straight to the gate of the factory, turn right and go up the stairs to the residential area.

Hua Ke stepped up the steep stairs on the right, and the scene in front of him was exactly the same as when he was a child!

26. The third sip of honey water

◎Lonely Grave Bag◎

The city Hua Ke lived in when he was a child was located in a hilly area, and the houses were always built at high and low levels.

Go up the stairs to the top, pass a row of tree-lined paths, and you will find rows of buildings.

Grandpa and grandma's house is on the third floor of the last building, and behind it is half a mountain that has been dug.

People here have been buried in the back mountain for generations. Hua Ke followed his grandparents up the mountain to play when he was a child, and he saw graves all over the mountain.

He still remembered that the window of his own bedroom faced a long-standing tombstone without a tombstone.

Walking down the last building, looking at the dark stairs, the smiles of his relatives appeared in Hua Ke's mind, and his mind was a little dazed.

Really, exactly the same!

He climbed up to the third floor in one breath, and what caught his eye was the one in his memory.