Probably I was surprised by the sound of the gunshot. The flashlight was obviously messier than before when he came out, but a few of them still quickly and accurately pinpointed where Chen Ming was.

At this moment, Chen Ming was stubbornly pressing the tall people on the tree, pinching his neck with one hand, and holding the gun in the other hand that seemed to be the gun that had just been taken from that person.

Soon, a group of us gathered in the past.

The person held by Chen Ming finally saw his face clearly.

A very strange face, it seems that I have never seen him here.

Dabai and I looked at each other in confusion.

When I scanned the figure of the man again, I vaguely felt that he was the one I chased in the woods for a long time last time.

Could it be... he was the one who shot and killed the **** in the woods?

Soon someone stepped forward to take over for Chen Ming. The leader stepped forward and stared at the small man for a long time and then said, "You are not dead?"

The small man is about a little over 1.6 meters tall, and he looks pretty handsome, but the look on his face looks like a stern person.

Hearing this, he swept a circle of uniformed personnel around him, and said for a long time: "It's been a long time... compatriots."

After finishing the last three words, he even laughed twice to himself: "Look, you all have a good time."

The leader frowned, his tone still stern: "It has always been you? You did all the people who died during this time?!"

The man finally laughed: "I don't have this ability... How can a person who should have died have the ability to kill?"

It seems that if you continue to ask questions like this, you won't be able to ask anything even at dawn.

The leader looked at him again for a long time and then waved to the person next to him: "Lock it up first, and leave it to the lady to decide tomorrow."

"Wait first." The little man was still smiling, his eyes stayed on me after turning around the crowd. After the smile was slightly reduced, he looked directly at me and said, "Come here."

I was taken aback, glanced around, and pointed to myself with some uncertainty.

The little man nodded: "Before I leave, I want to tell you something."

I glanced at him cautiously, but I didn't plan to come closer.

Upon seeing this, the little man laughed again: "Don't worry, if you want to kill you, you just rested when the lame man died just now. Come here...what I want to say, but countless people are fighting to know. Yes, I'll give it to you unconditionally now."

"What's the matter? Isn't it OK to say that?" I asked.

The man heard the words and looked at the people around him: "Because... is a big secret."

After a few seconds of silence, I quickly looked him up and down, and after making sure that there was no weapon that could hurt people, I placed my hand where I could draw the dagger at any time, and slowly approached him.

During the period, I noticed that Chen Ming also approached us both silently.

It should be thought that in case of any accident, you can take action at any time.

Finally, I walked to the person and motioned me to close my ear. He said a few words in my ear: "It's far away in the sky, in front of my eyes, it's impossible to reach, it's hopeful, and everything is possible. In the end it was nothing but a void."

Before I came to express my doubts in a hurry, he said softly: "You should have a harder life in the future, so let yourself be stronger as soon as possible. Your gentleman, even if he can protect you, how long can he protect you? "

After I said this, I subconsciously turned my head to look at Chen Ming, and then the man stood up straight, his face was serious, and he said solemnly to me: "What I just said, remember...not to be traced."

I immediately turned my head and looked at him suspiciously, just about to say, ‘remember what? I didn’t fully understand what you meant.', I saw that man suddenly shook off the hand of one of the subdued players, stepped forward and grabbed the dagger I was holding. At the moment when everyone didn’t react. , Pierced his neck fiercely.

I was completely stunned in place...

What do you mean?

Why did he commit suicide?

What do these words to me mean?

His death did not cause any commotion.

When he rushed towards me to **** the dagger, Chen Ming had already rushed up.

After the man was lying on the ground and struggling painfully for a while and completely calmed down, Chen Ming looked down at him and said to the people around him: "Here is yours." Then he took my hand and left.

Da Bai followed behind us and drove her back to the dormitory. Looking at her before entering, Da Bai seemed to be unable to hold it back. He asked me, "What did that person tell you?"

I looked back at Chen Ming and shook my head to Dabai: "If I said...he didn't say anything, do you believe it?"

Dabai squinted at me: "Of course I don't believe it."

"He just said something very strange, he didn't know what it meant. Don't ask, go back to sleep."

Dabai's face shook, as if thinking that I was deliberately trying to hide something, he gave me a somewhat unwilling look, cut his head and left aggressively.

After Da Bai left, I was not in a hurry to go back with Chen Ming.

Instead, he pointed to the small road not far away from the flower field and said to him: "Go for a walk?"

Chen Ming nodded.

It seems that the last time I walked with him this way was in the compound.

The picture on the New Year's Day, I should never forget it in my life.

Chen Ming was sitting there in the heavy snow of goose feathers, with a cup of steaming tea in front of him, set off against his beautiful profile and beautiful figure, forming a touching picture. I have asked myself many times, Chen Ming is a boring gourd like a ghost all day long, so why on earth is he so desperate?

Every time this problem appeared, the picture in the snow appeared immediately before me, and then the problem seemed to no longer need to appear.

Walking along the long road with Chen Ming, there were a lot of flowers blooming, and the fragrance was a bit rich.

I didn’t talk about the **** and the just little guy. For a long time, I have seen too many people who do things with a certain purpose. Not to mention Chen Ming. Perhaps these things seem to him. It is normal for a leaf to fall on the tree in autumn.

The little guy seems to have something we don't know about the uniformed players here. As for the lame...no one cares about his life and death from beginning to end.

After walking out for about ten minutes, I spoke to Chen Ming: "Just now, what he said to me was far away in the sky, in front of my eyes, out of reach, hopeless, and everything in the end was nothing but empty."

Hearing this, Chen Ming stopped, turned his head to look at me, and then spoke for a long time: "In comparison, the second sentence should be paid more attention to."

I am puzzled: "Did you hear?"

"En." Chen Ming nodded, "It doesn't matter what he said. What's important is that those who were there just now thought he said something to you."

"That's all." I haven't understood the meaning of Chen Ming's words for a while.

After a few seconds, I suddenly realized that something was wrong: "What? You mean that he deliberately pretended to be mysterious at the time and said something insignificant to me, so that people next to me thought I knew something important?"

"Do you know who he is?" Chen Ming asked.

"Of course I don't know, I saw this man for the first time." If the jungle chase didn't count last time.

"He is a special researcher sent by the Beijing Research Center when the virus just spread, a well-known genius."

I was very surprised: "Researcher? Then how could he become...the way he looks now?" In my mind, I remembered how embarrassed he was when I saw that person.

His clothes had been stained with a thick layer of dried mud, and his hair was stained into strands. He was skinny and terrifying. There was no trace of the tall and tall researcher wearing a white coat.

Chen Ming shook his head: "I don't know."

In any case, I know at least one thing now, that is, that small head is definitely not a simple character, maybe there are some secrets in him that others want to know or get, he had planned when he was caught Okay, I want to commit suicide, but before committing suicide, I deliberately created the atmosphere of revealing some information to me, so that others will turn their attention to me, so as not to hold him to continue the investigation.

If you think about it from another angle, there may be one, or more than one, of those people who thought of someone who learned something.

And those people are definitely enemies and not friends.

When I went back that night, Chen Ming took me to the first guarded wooden house.

The whole house was brightly lit, and when I entered, I saw Chen Yuan and the old lady in military uniform with white hair sitting in the living room.

There is a huge bookshelf in the living room, which is full of various folders.

Chen Ming stepped forward and said something to the white-haired old lady in a low voice, only to see that old lady turned her head and looked at me, smiled gently on her face and nodded slightly, speaking calmly and slowly: " Don't worry, it's well-planned and comprehensive."

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