Chapter 172 Information
The door with flickering light opened out of nowhere, Yu Sheng pushed the door open and walked out. At a glance, he saw Hu Li standing in the living room and looking at this side, while three Erins were sitting neatly on the sofa opposite.
Yes, there are three Erins now.
"My benefactor, you're alive!" Hu Li was the first to run over happily, grabbing Yu Sheng's hand and shaking it vigorously, "Are you okay? It doesn't hurt anymore, right?"
The fox girl's grip was so strong that Yu Sheng felt his shoulders creaking. "It's all right, it's all right. Stop shaking. You're almost pulling my arm off..."
Then the three Erins on the sofa spoke in unison: "Did you see the hunter?"
Yu Sheng rubbed the fur behind Hu Li's ears, walked to another sofa and sat down tiredly. When he heard what Irene said, he couldn't help but sigh: "Oh, I saw it."
"Then why are you sighing?" One of them, Irene, looked puzzled. "Why? Negotiations not going well? How did you two talk?"
Yu Sheng waved his hands with a depressed look on his face: "One shot killed him, what's there to say."
Irene was confused for a moment before she realized what Yu Sheng meant. She frowned immediately, "The hunter shot you? That's not right... You didn't show him the photo? And he hit you after seeing it? Did he think you were a scam? Or did he hate you out of his deep sorrow?"
"Why so many words?" Yu Sheng sighed, stretched out his hand and poked Irene's forehead while she was talking, but his finger didn't move at all, and instead it hurt his index finger - it seemed that this was the one that mixed the rebar with the stone. "I suspect he mistook me for a wolf. Wasn't I contaminated by the blood of the wolf grandmother at that time? Maybe I was stained a bit too much."
Irene listened to Yu Sheng's words, and her expression froze after hearing it: "...Huh? This is also possible?!"
"There is no other explanation," Yu Sheng sighed tiredly and leaned back on the sofa. Although his physical injuries had been completely recovered after his "resurrection", the mental fatigue caused by the mutual contamination with the wolf grandmother and the "intervention" in the Black Forest cycle was not so easy to relieve. "I didn't do anything extra. I just showed her the photo, but no matter how you think about it, that photo should not be the reason for her to shoot..."
Having said this, Yu Sheng stopped and couldn't help frowning and thinking.
The image of the hollow, invisible body raising its shotgun toward him recurred in his mind, the empty hood, the gaze that seemed to exist but not be seen, the shotgun…
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Yu Sheng always felt that the "hunter"'s action of shooting at him was not that simple. He always felt that the other party wanted to communicate with him at that time, and even... that shot seemed to be his communication.
But Yu Sheng couldn't understand.
He frowned deeply, and at this moment, he suddenly felt his cell phone vibrate.
The moment he subconsciously reached into his pocket, Yu Sheng suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten something. He looked down at the screen and saw that it was the message and missed call record from Little Red Riding Hood - there were more than a dozen messages and seven or eight missed calls.
Yu Sheng broke out in a cold sweat. Irene, who was standing next to him, tilted her head to take a look and immediately said "Oh no", then she started to talk nonsense: "It's over. You just kicked her out at that time, and now the debt collectors are here. I tell you that people are the most difficult to deal with when they are sixteen or seventeen years old, especially this kind of girl who has a deep hatred for others, wants to save face, and has been strong since childhood. You should have known it when you kicked her out of the team..."
Yu Sheng pushed away the chattering Bibiji next to him, and the three Ires fell down like dominoes, bursting into a burst of bird sounds and witty remarks - Uncle Yu was immediately drowned in three times the amount of swear words.
Yu Sheng ignored the threefold cursing of the little doll and answered the phone with a sad face. Before he could even open his mouth, he heard Little Red Riding Hood's voice from the other end, which was furious but couldn't hide her worry: "Why did you answer it just now? Where the hell have you been?"
Yu Sheng was also embarrassed: "...dead in the house."
little Red Riding Hood:"……?"
Apparently a certain young spiritual detective had prepared a lot of questions and complaints during the time when he couldn't contact anyone, but he was choked by Yu Sheng's words and didn't have a single word left in his mouth.
After several seconds, the girl's voice, which was obviously weaker than an octave, continued to come from the other end of the line. She sounded hesitant and said, "Really... dead again?"
She was obviously not used to saying this, and she lowered her voice very low, as if she was afraid that someone around her would hear it.
"It's no big deal. You'll get used to it in the future," Yu Sheng comforted him. "This is not important. What's important is that we successfully killed the 'Wolf Grandma' once - after you left."
Little Red Riding Hood suddenly became quiet and didn't speak for a long time.
After a long time, a low voice came from the other end of the phone: "It's useless, it will appear again."
"Yes, it will appear again, but we are weakening it again and again. The next time you face it, it may not be so dangerous. What's more important is that I have successfully found some clues 'behind' the Black Forest," Yu Sheng said calmly, recalling the "illusions" he saw when he was in a daze due to the worst wolfsbane erosion, and the branching structures on the "other side" of the Black Forest that were like blood vessels and neural networks. "I have successfully implanted a 'backdoor' in the Black Forest's 'circulation' system. We have gained a lot today."
There was a slight inhalation sound coming from the other end of the phone.
Yu Shengze then continued: "Now I have a question."
"You ask."
Yu Sheng hesitated for a moment: "When you were dealing with that 'hunter'...did he ever shoot you?"
"The Hunter shot you?!"
"How do you think I died in the end?" Yu Sheng sighed, "I was shot by him."
"...Hunters will only shoot at 'wolves', usually Grandma Wolf," Little Red Riding Hood hesitated, "but in theory, if Grandma Wolf has been killed by you, the hunter will disarm. Under normal circumstances, his desire to attack is not that high..."
"What if my body was contaminated by the blood of the wolf grandmother?" Yu Sheng asked immediately, "Will the hunter misjudge me and think I am a wolf too?"
Unexpectedly, Little Red Riding Hood's answer was very straightforward and affirmative: "Of course not."
"Are you sure?"
"The hunter can accurately identify the 'wolf' and will not make a wrong judgment because of a mere bit of blood. Although I don't know the specific principle of his judgment, the accuracy is certain," Little Red Riding Hood said firmly, "I have been pointed at by the hunter many times. I have been eaten by the wolf grandmother and the evil wolf, and I have been contaminated by their blood. I am definitely better than you in the 'wolf' component, but the hunter's bullets have never made a mistake in the end..."
Yu Sheng listened silently to the information conveyed by Little Red Riding Hood. After a long time, he nodded gently: "I understand. It seems that I need to think about this matter carefully."
He then talked to the other party for a few more sentences, confirmed that they were both safe, and endured a few complaints from the girl before hanging up the phone.
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The three Erins had already climbed back onto the sofa as if nothing had happened. One of them came over and asked, "So what? What did the hunter mean by that shot?"
Yu Sheng shook his head and opened his mouth to say something, but suddenly he felt an itchy throat.
He coughed twice, but the itchy feeling in his throat did not subside, but became more unbearable.
He began to cough violently, uncontrollably, as if he was going to cough out his heart, and tear out his lungs and trachea.
Irene and Hu Li next to her were instantly startled by Yu Sheng's violent coughing, and immediately rushed over to pat his back to help him breathe. Hu Li's tail was so anxious that the hair stood on end: "My benefactor, are you okay? My benefactor, are you allergic to my tail..."
Irene was also very anxious. She patted Yu Sheng's back and yelled, "Fuck, I feel like you're going to cough to death! What happened all of a sudden... Are you going to die again? You just came back to life!"
Yu Sheng coughed violently, and finally stopped coughing after several dry heaves. Then he raised his hand to wave at Hu Li, and pulled Irene's arms away, saying in a hoarse voice: "Stop patting me, you're almost killing me... Next time, don't pat me on the back with this body. There's no point in hitting someone with rebar."
Irene stared and was about to protest when she saw Yu Sheng straighten up while breathing heavily and then open his right hand.
That was what he had just spat out of his mouth during the violent coughing.
Hu Li looked at the small metal lump in confusion: "What is this?"
Irene's eyes were also a little dull: "...Bullet?"
Yu Sheng didn't say anything. He just tried to calm the discomfort in his chest while staring at the thing in his palm.
It was indeed a bullet, with bright red blood stained on its surface, but its appearance was a little strange - a short and thick bullet with spiral edges on the head. It looked neither like a regular rifle bullet nor a shotgun bullet, and was even larger than a pistol bullet. Layers of fine patterns could be seen on its tail and waist. Those patterns seemed to be pressed out by a machine, but they were not simple decorations, but carried a certain... mysterious feeling that symbolized extraordinary power.
The discomfort in my chest gradually disappeared and my breathing became smoother.
Irene held onto Yu Sheng's hand and raised her face: "So this is..."
"The 'message' the hunter left me." Yu Sheng muttered softly.
Irene frowned: "Then how should we deal with this..."
Before the puppet finished speaking, Yu Sheng had already picked up his phone.
Take a photo, edit the information, and send it to Baili Qing, all in one go.
(End of this chapter)
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