Shanhai Folklore Research Institute

Seeing Lin Mian's troubled look, Wu Ting couldn't help laughing. He snapped his fingers, and the fire on Ao Yin's body was instantly extinguished, wisps of black smoke spewed out from its huge nostrils, dying.

After a while, the fire of the special management office also arrived, and there was also a man Lin Mian had never seen before.

The other party was 35 or six years old, with strong facial features, firm eyes, and a tall and straight figure. Guan Huohuo introduced: "This is the captain of the criminal investigation department of the Sichuan City Public Security Bureau."

A day ago, Xing Xiyang and his assistant Xiao Liu followed the clue of Sun Jianguo's colleague Lao Li, but the more they searched, the more something went wrong. According to Lao Li, Sun Jianguo picked up a strange old man that night, but the old man was wrong after hearing the description. like people.

Xing Xiyang has worked as a criminal police officer for more than ten years, and encountered many strange things. He has dealt with the special management office more than once or twice. He knows that there are demons and ghosts in this world, so he made a report the next day and applied for Special department assistance.

Guan Huohuo was notified by Wu Ting that he heard that Assistant Lin had caught a monster driving a taxi, and when he contacted Xing Xiyang, the two of them came together.

Seeing the license plate number of the taxi, Xing Xiyang nodded repeatedly. It was indeed Sun Jianguo's taxi. After seeing the monster in the driver's seat clearly, he took a breath while turning off the ignition.

Xing Xiyang was shocked by the ugliness and horror of the monster.

And Guan Huohuo recognized Ao Yin. This is an ancient monster with a very high level of danger. He likes to eat people's brains. Not to mention humans, even ordinary monsters, such as himself, can only walk around when he meets Ao Yin. For the sake of it, Dean Wu's assistant single-handedly overthrew the other party.

All I can say is, awesome!

Guan Huohuo looked at Lin Mian with respect in his eyes, and Xing Xiyang couldn't help but come over to ask what happened.

Lin Mian knew that the other party was a policeman and cooperated very well. After hearing this, Xing Xiyang said solemnly: "Assistant Lin bravely fought against the murderer and helped us solve a major case. I will apply to the bureau for your commendation in a few days. "

Lin Mian was overjoyed when she heard that, "Will there be a bonus?"

Xing Xiyang paused: "No, but there is a pennant."

Lin Mian is not disappointed, anyway, he is now doing his tasks in a stable manner, and it should not be a problem to collect 10 yuan in one summer vacation.

Guan Huohuo and Xing Xiyang escorted Ao Yin who was burned to ashes and left, Lin Mian got into Wu Ting's car and returned to the research institute.

Wu Ting looked at the cardboard box he was holding in his arms and asked, "You go to school to take this thing?"

Lin Mian nodded, "Well, it's my adoptive father's ashes."

Wu Ting raised his eyebrows slightly.

Lin Mian patted the box lightly, and said with a faint smile, "My adoptive father is Huang Lang, a teacher in Zhelin Village. He is very poor, but he picked me up, gave me a bite of food, and sent me to school. .”

Lin Mian's eyes were a little damp, and he blinked hard. Seeing this, Wu Ting couldn't help but reach out and stroke the top of his head.

Lin Mian calmed down a little: "He is very old, his mental state is not good, and he sleeps longer and longer, and finally fell asleep one day and never woke up. The cemetery I was looking for was always leaking, and it probably rained heavily a few days ago. The cemetery was flooded, and the villagers sent his urn to my school."

"You take a summer job just to change a cemetery for your adoptive father?" Wu Ting looked complicated.

Lin Mian nodded: "There are also tuition and living expenses saved for the next semester."

"How much do you need? I can borrow it from you." Wu Ting tapped his finger on the steering wheel.

"No, no need, thank you Dean, I'll just save up slowly." Lin Mian quickly declined. He knew that Wu Ting had good intentions, but 10 yuan was not ten yuan. What should I do?

Wu Ting looked at the cardboard box in his arms again, but he didn't insist. Anyway, the little assistant doesn't know that the ashes are not in the jar. It's hard to say whether his adoptive father is dead or alive. It's still unknown how things will develop in the end. .

The two returned to the research institute and hooked their tails. Hu Qiaoqiao and the others heard the movement and came out of the room. When they learned that Assistant Lin was attacked by Ao Yin, they all changed their faces. Impatient to live!"

Yimu hugged Lin Mian's arm, his fair face was full of worry: "Lin Lin, are you not injured?"

Ermu hugged the other side: "No injury?"

Lin Mian was so warmed by the gazes of the two teenagers, one of them touched his head, and said with a smile, "No, I beat Ao Yin."

The little assistant is very proud!

"Lin Lin is amazing!" Yimu Seal applauded and farted rainbow fart.

"Lin Lin is amazing!" The two-eyed seal applauded and farted rainbow fart.

Lin Mian was embarrassed by the blowing, her cheeks were reddish, in Wu Ting's eyes, the little assistant at the moment was like a little sun, because of him, time suddenly slowed down in the research institute that had been like a day for thousands of years, and it began to look bright. To live, to be humane.

Lin Mian finished washing up quickly, turned on the air conditioner and rolled on the bed with the quilt in her arms. She was still comfortable in the research institute.

Woo, what will he do when school starts in one and a half months!

The next day was Monday. Lin Mian wrote a report on how he met Ao Yin last night. He asked Gouwei quietly. This time, he completed the task independently. It's because he is not a regular employee in the establishment, otherwise it will be doubled.

Lin Mian sincerely lamented that the research institute is really a good unit. He roughly estimated that ordinary employees like Gouwei can earn [-] yuan a month in terms of basic salary plus bonuses and various welfare subsidies, not to mention Wu Ting as a Dean.

Lin Mian looked at the balance of less than 4 yuan on Alipay. He used to think it was a lot, but now he finds that he is still poor.

There is no comparison between human beings, and the gap between human beings and demons is even greater.

This point is actually Lin Mian's poor thinking. You must know that he has only started working part-time for half a month, and he earns [-] yuan in half a month, which is not a small amount for most people.

Lin fell into the eyes of money and Mian happily sent the report to Wu Ting, and after thinking about it, out of the friendship between the same department, he sent a WeChat message to Lu Yichao, asking how Wang Lin, who was sent to the hospital yesterday evening, was doing. That's it.

However, Huluwa, an internet addict who was holding on to his mobile phone all day long, didn't reply in seconds this time. Lin Mian was a little surprised, but she also thought that the other party just had something to do and didn't see the message, so she didn't take it to heart.

Half a day passed, and in the afternoon, Lu Yichao still didn't reply to WeChat. Lin Mian vaguely felt that something was wrong, so he called directly, and the phone rang for a long time before he was picked up. The person who answered the phone was not his roommate, but Ling Feiyu.

"Where's Lu Yichao?" Lin Mian asked strangely.

"He's in the hospital." Ling Feiyu didn't seem to be in a good mood, and his voice sounded a little irritable.

Lin Mian was startled when she heard the words: "Why are you hospitalized? You were fine last night... Which hospital is it?"

"You want to see him?" Ling Feiyu frowned.

"Yes, he is my friend. He is sick, of course I want to see him." Lin Mian was a little anxious. Lu Yichao was fair and not strong, but he was always in good health. I have never seen him get a cold before, how could he suddenly become ill, so serious that he needs to be hospitalized?

"You probably won't see him when you come..." Ling Feiyu scratched his hair carelessly.

Lin Mian was puzzled, and heard him continue: "Forget it, there are 15 beds in the skin ward on the seventh floor of the inpatient department of the People's Hospital."

After speaking, he hung up the phone hastily.

Lin Mian got the detailed address and asked Wu Ting for leave.

After listening to him, Wu Ting threw the pen in his hand and stood up: "I'll go with you."

Seeing that Lin Mian seemed to be refusing, Wu Ting added, "I'm afraid this matter is not simple. Just now the Special Management Office sent an email. Recently, the top three hospitals in Sichuan City have received many patients with strange symptoms. They suspect that they are related to monsters."

"Do you think Lu Yichao may also have a strange disease?" Lin Mian quickly understood what Wu Ting meant.

Wu Ting nodded, and the two of them drove to Chuancheng People's Hospital without further hesitation.

Lin Mian found the ward according to the bed number given by Ling Feiyu, but the little nurse at the door stopped her from entering: "The patients inside are all seriously infected patients, and their family members are not allowed to visit except for a fixed time."

Wu Ting glanced at the little nurse, and the other's gaze instantly became blurred, and Lin Mian took the opportunity to slip in through the crack of the door like a fish.

It's lunch break now, there are not many people in the corridor, and the nurses behind the guiding desk have gone to eat. Ling Feiyu sat on the bench outside the ward, and seeing Lin Mian raised his eyebrows: "I really let you in." .”

Lin Mian didn't talk nonsense to him: "Where's Lu Yichao?"

Ling Feiyu's hair was disheveled, his eyes were black and black, and he seemed to have not slept all night. He pointed to the large glass wall next to him. Lu Yichao was lying quietly on the hospital bed. There was another patient next door, which was blocked by a cloth curtain.

Lin Mian found that her roommate's hands were wrapped in thick gauze, her eyes were closed tightly, and she didn't know if she was asleep or unconscious.

"What's going on?" Lin Mian looked at the glass wall for a while and asked Ling Feiyu.

"Do you know who the patient next to him is?" Ling Feiyu raised his chin and asked without answering.

"Who?"

"Wang Lin." Ling Feiyu sighed.

Lin Mian was taken aback, but quickly understood: "So the calabash baby's feet have also become pig's trotters?"

Ling Feiyu shook his head: "His is a hand."

Last night at around eight o'clock, Lu Yichao and Lin Mian went back to dormitory 301 to play games after eating the boiled fish. At that time, Ling Feiyu had completed the hospitalization procedures for Wang Lin and was escorting him. Suddenly, he received a call from Lu Yichao and said: My hand hurts.

At first Ling Feiyu thought he was acting like a baby, so he coaxed him a few words, but Lu Yichao was in more pain, and started crying on the phone. Ling Feiyu realized that something was wrong, and immediately rushed back to Sichuan University. Chao was already dizzy, and his hands were swollen like balloons.

"What does the doctor say about this disease?" Wu Ting looked at Ling Feiyu with deep meaning in his eyes.

Ling Feiyu took half a step back without any trace, his arm muscles tensed slightly, he looked at Wu Ting warily for a moment before saying: "The doctor said that it may be some kind of unknown new virus, which can cause disorder of skin epidermal cells and is extremely contagious .”

"Lu Yichao was infected by Wang Lin?" Lin Mian frowned.

"Well, the first patient with this symptom was also at the People's Hospital. He was sent seven days ago. He was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. Like Lu Yichao, the first place the virus invaded was the hand, and then the forearm. The feet and legs have now spread to the abdomen.

I went to have a look, the whole person, how to put it, is like a balloon that has been blown up. The doctor said that there is no specific medicine for this disease at present, and can only be treated with some traditional methods of anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving, but in fact they are all It is to treat the symptoms but not the root cause. When the virus spreads to the heart, Hua Tuo cannot be saved even if he is alive. "

Ling Feiyu's eyes fell on Lu Yichao's face through the glass wall, his eyes were full of worry.

"This virus is so contagious, why did the other people who played basketball with Wang Lin yesterday afternoon have nothing to do, but Lu Yichao just went to the infirmary with him, but got caught?" Lin Mian couldn't figure it out.

Ling Feiyu sighed: "You're right, several basketball players, including the referee, were also infected. They were sent this morning and are in other wards."

Lin Mian took a breath, and subconsciously asked, "Why are you alright?"

After asking, I felt inappropriate, as if I hoped that Ling Feiyu would also have a strange disease, but Ling Feiyu showed a strange smile: "Why are you okay?"

Lin Mian was stunned.

That's right, he was with Lu Yichao yesterday afternoon, watched the football game together, and sent Wang Lin to the infirmary together. It didn't make sense that Lu Yichao was sick, he was fine.

"I don't know." Lin Mian looked confused.

Ling Feiyu shrugged: "I don't know either."

Wu Ting snorted coldly, Ling Feiyu ignored him, and looked at Lu Yichao with the glass wall.

"Which bed do you belong to? How did you come in? Three people can't do it, there are too many, and only one escort can be left." Wu Ting cast a small spell at will. three people.

The family members of these patients really did not cooperate with the work of the hospital. They told them that they had fixed visiting hours and sneaked in.

Most patients need to recuperate, and the hospital's regulations are actually for the benefit of the patients.

"Let's go out first." Wu Ting winked at Lin Mian, who nodded.

The author has something to say:

The new dungeon is starting. Because the unit "Taxi" is relatively short, it was written crosswise with "Balloon Man". Pen refill~

感谢在2021-11-2518:00:00~2021-11-2618:01:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: Mumumumuyuxi, 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Chapter 43 The Balloon Man (2) He was called Xiao Tiantian yesterday, but now he is Mrs. Niu...

"Does the special management department have a clue about this disease?" Lin Mian was also very anxious. The main reason was that the doctor said that there is currently no specific medicine, and it will take a long time to develop it. By then, Lu Yichao's grave will be two meters long Taller.

Wu Ting shook his head: "The Special Management Office has just received reports from various hospitals. After all, it hasn't been too long since the disease has spread. Now we can only investigate it ourselves."

Wu Ting looked serious, but his voice was calm. Lin Mian gradually calmed down under his influence: "It's best to find the source of this virus, maybe there's a quick solution."

Wu Ting thought for a while, then walked to the guidance desk and asked the nurse on duty: "I want to see the patient who was sent here with a strange disease seven days ago."

The nurse's cheeks felt hot when she saw the two of them, my God, where did the star brother come from?It looks too good-looking!

But the hospital has a rule that patients’ privacy is not allowed to be disclosed. Non-family members are not allowed to visit critically ill patients like this. Despite her beauty, the young lady still gritted her teeth and refused: "No!"

"We don't do anything, just want to ask the patient a few questions." Lin Mian's voice carried a hint of pleading.

The nurse sister was unmoved, and her professional ethics was very firm.

Seeing the little assistant's slightly disappointed expression, Wu Ting took out his mobile phone and went outside to make a call. After a while, the intercom at the consultation desk rang. When the nurse picked it up, his expression changed several times, and then he looked at the doctor with a complicated expression. The two said: "You come with me."

Lin Mian asked Wu Ting in a low voice, "Principal, what did you do? She agreed all of a sudden."

Following his example, Dean Wu also lowered his voice and replied, "I asked Di Jiang to do ideological work for the dean of the People's Hospital."

Lin Mian slowly opened her eyes wide after hearing the words: "It's all right, Director Jiang has so much energy?"

Dean Wu smiled lightly: "Otherwise, what's the use of him?"

The patient was named Mai Dongdong, and he was the only one in the intensive care unit. The nurse didn't let them in to visit, but only looked at him through the glass wall, and sighed: "It's useless for you to come here, his condition has deteriorated to the point of death." Very powerful, I fell into a deep coma two days ago, and I haven't woken up, and I can't ask anything at all."

The strange disease made Mai Dongdong's skin so fragile that he couldn't even cover it with a quilt. The whole body below the chest became like a Michelin tire, red and red, as if it might burst at any time.

"Where's his family?" Lin Mian asked.

"In the next ward." The nurse pouted.

The situation of the couple is better than that of Mai Dongdong, and the wife is still conscious. Lin Mian was so happy that she wanted to push the door in, but was stopped by Wu Ting and the nurse at the same time.

"I'll go." Wu Ting couldn't make any distinctions. The nurse sister almost knelt down to this handsome guy, but the dean said that he couldn't stop him from doing anything he wanted to do, and could only cooperate, and hurriedly said: "You should wear a mask anyway. A sterile suit! We are responsible for the patients!"

Dean Wu had no choice but to follow the nurse to change clothes. When he came back, he was wrapped up as if he was filming "Resident Evil 5". Lin Mian couldn't help laughing, and Wu Ting gave him a helpless look.

Wu Ting stayed in the ward for a short time, and when she came out, Lin Mian asked, "How is it?"

When Mai Dongdong's mother mentioned her son and the strange disease, she became very emotional and almost fainted again, but of course the dean couldn't let such a thing happen.

"The day before Mai Dongdong fell ill, I went to Mary Street in the south of the city with some classmates." Wu Ting's face was a little ugly.

"What street?" Lin Mian was at a loss. He grew up in the countryside, and he has only been in the city for a year. He has never been to many places in Sichuan, such as this Mary Street, and he has never even heard of it.

Wu Ting looked at his clear deer eyes, and moved his lips. For a moment, he didn't know how to explain to him, but the sister nurse frowned and said, "Isn't that the famous red light district in Sichuan?"

"Ah?" Lin Mian took a while to react, and said incredulously, "Mai Dongdong is only fifteen or sixteen years old, why would he go to such a place as a minor?"

The nurse sister continued: "I heard that there are not all flesh and blood businesses there. There are many black Internet cafes and video game halls. This kid probably goes to play games."

"Come on, let's go to that Mahe Street now." Lin Mian thinks that the source of the "Balloon Man" virus is probably there.

Wu Ting held him back, and said meaningfully: "Don't worry, we will go when it gets dark."

Lin Mian thought about it, and understood what he meant. At this time, many shops on Mary Street were closed, and there were not many people. It was probably a waste of time to go there in the past.

The two ate something casually outside the People's Hospital, and then went to visit Lu Yichao. The Vajra Calabash Baby was already awake, crying and chatting with Ling Feiyu on her mobile phone through the glass wall.

"I'm so ugly now, don't you think you don't like me?" Lin Mian was shocked by her roommate's shameless resentful tone as soon as she passed by.

When Ling Feiyu sent Lu Yichao to the hospital yesterday, he accidentally broke the phone, the receiver was silent and could only be played outside, the basketball captain was embarrassed at the moment.

Lin Mian looked at her roommate with indescribable eyes, but someone in the ward didn't know that there were two more people outside, and pretended to complain: "I called her Xiao Tiantian yesterday, but now it's Mrs. Niu, hmph, you scumbag !"

"Mrs. Niu? Not calabash baby?" Lin Mian burst out laughing.

Only then did Lu Yichao realize that something was wrong, and when he turned his head to look, he was shocked!

The gauze-wrapped pig's trotters almost threw away the phone. Thinking about acting like a baby with her boyfriend in front of good friends made her feel ashamed. Lu Yichao felt that he should just die.

Seeing his roommate's unrequited appearance, Lin Mian decided not to tease him anymore, and said to the phone, "I'll go with the dean to investigate the source of the strange disease at night, you should take a good rest and hold on, Mrs. Niu!"

Hey!

Mrs. Niu hung up the phone angrily.

Ling Feiyu looked at the two of them suddenly when he heard the words: "I will go too."

Lin Mian raised her eyebrows: "You don't need to take care of Lu Yichao?"

Ling Feiyu hesitated for a while, but still insisted: "He is not in danger of life in the hospital for the time being, I must personally find out the thing that hurt him!"

Lin Mian went to see Wu Ting, who nodded, "It's up to you."

The three of them spent half a day in the hospital, and when it got dark, Ling Feiyu coaxed Lu Yichao to go back to school to get a change of clothes, left the hospital with Lin Mian, and went straight to Mary Street.

The real appearance of Mary Street is not as foreign as its name, on the contrary, it can be described as messy.

There are old small hair salons on both sides, with the words shampoo, massage, and pedicure posted on the foggy frosted glass doors. Outside each shop, two or three girls in tight dresses and heavy makeup are sitting or standing.

As soon as the three of Lin Mian appeared on the street, the eyes of the girls lit up instantly. A girl whose face was painted as a palette came over nibbling melon seeds and winked at Lin Mian: "Pretty boy, Do you wash your hair?"

The corners of Ling Feiyu's mouth twitched, Wu Ting's face darkened visibly, the girl couldn't help rubbing her exposed arms, why was it so cold all of a sudden, did the weather change?

Lin Mian was taken a step back by the strong smell of inferior perfume on her body, and hurriedly said, "Thank you, no need, no need!"

Seeing his jerky appearance, the girl trembled with laughter, threw the melon seeds, and wanted to pull Lin Mian: "Don't be shy, don't you know how? Sister taught you! Seeing that you are so good-looking For the sake of this, I won't charge you money..."

The girl's hand didn't even touch the corner of Lin Mian's clothes, she was pushed out by an invisible force, Wu Ting's sharp brows and eyes were so deep that water could drip, and he said coldly, "Get out."

The girl was frightened by his eyes, and ran away rolling and crawling on her high heels.

With the precedent of Guazi Girl, the other street girls couldn't help lowering their heads, they didn't even dare to look at the three of them, and the few who were eager to come over also retreated.

There are two or three black Internet cafes and game halls on Mary Street. The largest one is called Fishing Video Game City. There is a big lively shark painted on the big signboard, surrounded by colorful neon lights, which is very conspicuous.

The three of them decided to try their luck in the first place, with Wu Ting leading the way, Lin Mian and Ling Feiyu separated on the two wings, and stepped out of the aura of a street fighter on the road full of garbage.

Pushing open the glass door of the Fishing Video Game City, the inside is not as lively as imagined, even the lights are very dim, only the screens of a few game consoles emit faint lights.

"No one?" Lin Mian was surprised.

As soon as the words were finished, there was a ding sound, and a shiny game coin rolled to his feet. Wu Ting bent down to pick up the game coin, with the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, his hands in his pockets, and he walked slowly in one direction.

Lin Mian and Ling Feiyu turned on their mobile phone flashlights and followed behind.

A dark figure squatted under the cash register, holding his head in his hands, trembling.

Wu Ting kicked the opponent, the figure trembled even more, Ling Feiyu stepped forward and grabbed his clothes to lift him up.

Only then did Lin Mian see the other person's appearance clearly. He was in his twenties, with small eyes, a bulbous nose, and a big mouth. He was wearing a dark red T-shirt that was washed white. Big shark logo.

"Are you an employee of this video game city?" Lin Mian asked.

The man shook his head and nodded again: "I'm the boss."

Lin Mian was taken aback. He couldn't tell that this guy had such a big fortune at such a young age, and he heard him say, "The clown fish Internet cafe next door is also mine."

"You're quite proud." Wu Ting snorted, "How many years have you been transformed? Have you registered with the Special Management Office?"

"It's almost 100 years, Deng, registered..." The boss looked at Lin Mian, Ling Feiyu, and finally at Wu Ting, and was so frightened that he was about to cry, "Deng, have you registered yet?"

Lin Mian asked in surprise, "Are you a monster?"

Wu Ting glanced at the boss of the video game city with distaste: "A shark spirit."

The boss smiled weakly, showing a mouthful of rotten teeth, and hurriedly explained: "I have never eaten anyone, and I have never done any bad things. I will do some small business in peace, adults, please don't kill me!"

Wu Ting wanted to say, seeing that your shop usually doesn’t pay taxes, and is peaceful... But he didn’t come to check the water meter today, so he called up a photo of Mai Dongdong from his mobile phone and asked, “Have you seen this kid before?” ?"

The boss made a careful distinction before nodding his head: "I've seen it before. He comes here often, but he hasn't come these days."

Lin Mian and Wu Ting looked at each other, luckily they found the clue right away.

The author has something to say:

My aunt has a stomach ache, her brain is rusted, and she can’t utter witty words. Let’s write a refill for the babies, refill~

感谢在2021-11-2618:01:35~2021-11-2712:16:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: I want to change my nickname, 10 bottles of Pipaxing; 8 bottles of Mumumumuyuxi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!