Strange honey water and Y month [short story collection]

Kai, with a very bad face, probably blaming him for not listening to the advice.

"Let's go in." After one of them finished speaking, he swiped his card to open the door and let everyone in.

Behind the glass door is a very long corridor. There are not many rooms on both sides, and they entered the innermost one.

The experimental subject S-D13511 was lying on an iron frame bed, and his body was filled with various pipes, including a subconscious extraction box and various life monitoring instruments.

There was a steady beeping sound from the ECG monitor.

Xiao Qi walked up to the research subject, leaned forward and greeted him.

Hua Ke already looks very old, his skin is wrinkled together, and there are many spots on his body. The only thing that remains unchanged is his pair of determined eyes.

When those eyes saw Xiao Qi, they kept staring at him, and a smile appeared on the corners of their mouths.

But it didn't mean to speak.

A side researcher came over and explained:

"After the last time, he suddenly called out your name. We think he has something to say to you. Due to insufficient recovery, he may have to go through this extraction before he can say it."

"According to his age, this may be the last subconscious extraction he can accept. After the end, he will return to his actual age. According to our analysis, his body may not last long at that time."

So they also called Xiao Qi over to see what would happen to Hua Ke after the last time.

"You are murdering." Xiaoqi didn't want them to do this, but he had no choice. He couldn't carry Hua Ke and run away like in the TV series, and he couldn't stop them.

Zhang Gu tugged at his arm and whispered in his ear, "We will all have retribution."

This is also the reason why Xiaoqi is willing to be a D-level researcher of the Ninth Academy. He knows that once it involves high-density and complex research, it is easy to have moral problems. He doesn't like this kind of problem.

This time the people from the first hospital called him over, probably not only because the research subject called his name.

He asked a few people he didn't know: "Besides experiencing the subconscious together, what else do I need to do?"

Three of the researchers came over, took off the masks on their faces and introduced themselves, "Hello, we are the researchers responsible for the assassination mission."

Xiao Qi looked at them in astonishment, and asked suspiciously:

"It's not you that I subconsciously see."

Then he realized that more than 70 years had passed since that incident, and the original researcher was already old, so it was normal to replace them.

Now that they exist, it appears that the two studies were merged.

One of the three continued: "This will be the last time. We hope you will communicate with the research subject before he dies, and try to get as much information as possible, no matter what."

Sure enough, Xiao Qi looked at them coldly and said, "I try my best, but I also want to know about the assassination, so that I can better grasp the direction of communication."

As for whether he will only call his name by then, I don't know.

The three of them glanced at each other, nodded, and one of them said: "Because the assassination research merged with S-D13511, we really need to tell you something."

"The assassination study is now called S49712 Death Study-Assassination Experiment 1. The three researchers you saw subconsciously died, just after the assassination. And the relevant data of S49712 was destroyed, so the study was once terminated. cleaned up."

Xiaoqi nodded. The cleaning he said was nothing more than clearing the memory of the relevant personnel.

The second person continued: "S-D13511 should have died in that operation, but we found that he still had signs of life. After treatment and recovery, we hope to learn about the details of the assassination operation and the people there. information, but he has lost all related memories, even if he is hypnotized, he can’t get it out.”

Hearing this, Xiaoqi and Zhang Gu glanced at each other. They had misunderstood that the first hospital had erased his memory.

The third person coughed lightly, and continued:

"Then we discovered that S-D13511's body stops aging, but as long as we attempt to do research that is harmful to him, the operator will face death. We suspect that he has established some kind of cooperation with the world over there."

"So we put the study on hold and brought S-D13511 back to life, just to monitor and evaluate it periodically."

"Until recently we found out that he was in a state of memory recovery, and wanted to take him back to the First Hospital to restart the research, but an accident happened on the road, which caused S-D13511 to enter a state of dementia. At that time, all three of us were injured and couldn't handle it. S-D13511 was found by the Fourth Hospital. .”

The above is all they know. If Zhang Gu hadn't carried out the subconscious extraction, they might not be able to see the memory of the original research until a long time later.

Xiao Qi propped his forehead and fell into deep thought. There are signs that there is some kind of power protecting the research object, but due to some restrictions, it cannot interfere too much.

He tentatively speculated that it was the power of the other side, and that was why the research subjects survived the assassination experiment.

Xiaoqi confessed to her great-grandfather's friend in her heart, then nodded solemnly: "I see, let's start."

Several people injected themselves with the medicine, sat down around D13511, looked at each other for confirmation, and stuck the chip together.

Xiao Qi once again experienced the irresistible drowsiness attack... Eyelids are getting heavier...

【S-D13511-Subconscious Extraction-Eighth Time】

A few dark clouds covered the sky, and it rained silently.

Only a little sunlight penetrated to the ground, making the world shrouded in a doomsday atmosphere, but the pedestrians and vehicles on the road remained the same, and they had long been accustomed to the weather here.

Hua Ke quickly crossed the street with his head buried. There were tiny drops of water hanging from his hair, and the ends of his hair collapsed under pressure.The dark top was soaked with water from the shoulder down to the chest. Fortunately, the backpack has been waterproofed, so there is no need to worry about the contents inside.

The school was not far away, and he quickly walked to the door, and met his teammates who had just rushed over from other directions.

Only Shen Yi was still missing.

As the captain, Fu Dao wanted to hold everyone at the door to discuss countermeasures, but he found that Hua Ke walked in as if he hadn't heard it.

"Hey, brother?"

Fu Dao wanted to stop him, but when he saw the serious expression on his face, he couldn't get his words stuck in his throat. He waved to his teammates, motioned to talk while walking, and then hurriedly followed.

According to the information provided by Rijiang, the third assassination target is on the playground.

I don't know if the rain made him leave temporarily, and I don't know if he has any different abilities.

When everything is still unknown, Fu Dao suggested that everyone should not get too close, and take action after observing from a distance.

The rain was getting heavier, Hua Ke lowered his head and pursed his lips, not getting into the conversation of his teammates.

He guessed where Shen Yi might be, he felt depressed all over his body, he didn't know how to face Shen Yi, and he didn't know whether to tell others about Shen Yi's identity.

He was very worried, would this force Shen Yi to jump back, and then unite with the third god of death to deal with them?

He saw that the students on the road had been evacuated one after another. Others who had just come along the way did not respond to the rain, and the dead did not care about the rain.

The return of these students together can only show that someone ordered it.

Meeting with Reaper for the upcoming Assassin.

Is it the third person?Or Shen Yi?

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought through many things, and stopped to look at his teammates behind him.

Fu Dao was stunned for a moment, licked his lips and said, "Brother, what's wrong with you? It seems that something is wrong, why don't we discuss it again?"

"No need." Hua Ke said seriously, "Go directly to the playground, they know all our plans."

In the playground, three men were standing on the green ground. When they saw several people approaching in the rain, the man in a suit waved his hand first.

There was a sunny and kind smile on his face, no one except Hua Ke would connect him with the god of death.

There were two people left, one was Rijiang, who was standing in a daze without saying a word, letting the rain glue his bangs to his forehead.

The other man was thin, pale-skinned and wearing glasses. He looked like a face full of poetry and books, but this face was not the third person everyone knew.

What's going on here? !Except for Hua Ke's livid face as if he was about to negotiate, everyone else tensed up.

They stopped in front of the god of death, the assassin and the target looked at each other.

Hua Ke also looked at Shen Yi from afar, with no expression on his face.

Shen Ban's eyes were downcast, even when he was soaked in the water, he looked leisurely, his wet hair was brushed back with his fingers, and he had no gentle temperament, and the corners of his mouth were easily raised, showing a standard smile.

The god of death who didn't know looked around, smiled and said:

"Good afternoon. I know who you are and what you are here for."

He is like an ordinary teacher in the school, and his tone of voice also has a sense of dogma.

Fu Dao glanced at Ri Jiang who was standing with them, but got no reply.He secretly gestured backwards, and everyone was alert.

At this time, the god of death said again: "Oh, don't blame your companions, he didn't say anything, I knew this from the beginning."

The fat captain asked the unknown god of death: "Who are you?"

The other party looked suddenly enlightened, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and said at the same time: "I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Larkin, and I am a god of death."

He spoke at a slightly faster speed, like the self-introduction of the head teacher in the first class.

After saying his name, he continued to introduce other things about himself:

"I usually like to stay in the school area, this area is my territory."

"Don't worry, I'm