Jiang Chuyi was amused by his words.
She didn't care who she went to first, her only request was: "I want to go too."
He Sizhao showed some hesitation between his brows: "Xiaoyi..."
Jiang Chuyi now understood his mentality perfectly and said, "This is completely different from before. If we're talking about safety, isn't it safest to be with you?"
It's an irrefutable reason.
Indeed, in the current situation, becoming Captain He's leg pendant is probably the safest option, but everyone can only think about it, and only Jiang Chuyi brought it up with confidence.
He Sizhao looked at her, a hint of helplessness on his face: "You know more and more now."
There is an illusion that the kitten is about to turn into a little fox.
Hearing him say this, Jiang Chuyi knew that he agreed and raised her chin proudly.
There was no need to make a big fuss when going to find Wen Changchuan. He Sizhao just wanted to see if he could get some new information, so only he and Jiang Chuyi were involved.
Before leaving, Jiang Chuyi asked casually, "Is Qu Nan a researcher here?"
"Qu Nan?" Wang Kangping was startled. After a moment's thought, he said, "She seems to have been working at the headquarters before the apocalypse. She's still a very young researcher."
"Oh." Jiang Chuyi responded to show that he understood, and put his hands around He Sizhao's neck.
"What happened to that researcher?" He Sizhao asked.
"Nothing, I bumped into her before, she was pretty." Jiang Chuyi said casually.
He Sizhao didn't ask any more questions.
When it was just the two of them, the movement became extremely convenient and quick. Jiang Chuyi was hugged around the waist, and in a few blinks of an eye, they arrived outside the municipal building.
This place was littered with corpses. That thing obviously had no intention of letting this place go. The entire building was pitch black, without a trace of light.
For safety reasons, He Sizhao did not let go of Jiang Chuyi and carried her inside.
After walking a few steps, Jiang Chuyi's eyes suddenly moved, and he pointed at a figure lying on the ground: "That's Lu Qianzhi."
He Sizhao paused and turned in that direction.
There was no light, and all his five senses were used to defend his surroundings, so he really didn't see the face of Lu Qianzhi who was suppressed by layers of people.
The two men squatted down, and He Shizhao moved the corpse away, revealing Lu Qianzhi's bloody face.
Jiang Chuyi couldn't help but sigh. She almost forgot what this person looked like when his face was clean.
He Sizhao stretched out two fingers, pressed on Lu Qianzhi's carotid artery, and whispered, "He's still alive."
"He doesn't seem to have suffered any serious injuries." Jiang Chuyi looked at him and came to this conclusion, "Why did he faint so quickly? He's so useless."
He Sizhao was silent for a moment and said, "I deprived him of too much energy last time, and he hasn't recovered yet."
"Who can I blame?" Jiang Chuyi curled his lips.
He Sizhao couldn't tell whether he felt bitter or sweet in his heart, and he hesitated briefly.
Just when he was thinking about whether to take Lu Qianzhi back first, he saw Jiang Chuyi reach out, put a piece of cloth on his fingers, and then... pinched Lu Qianzhi's nose.
He Sizhao was about to stop her, but saw that Lu Qianzhi, who had been unconscious, suddenly turned red in the face and then coughed violently.
He slowly opened his eyes.
He Sizhao: ...
Jiang Chuyi threw the cloth in his hand away in disgust and squinted at the confused man: "Awake?"
Lu Qianzhi first looked at her in confusion, then his eyes showed great fear. He took a breath and was about to explode as usual when He Sizhao grabbed his shoulder.
"Calm down, soldier," he said. "The battle is over for now."
Lu Qianzhi reacted quickly as well, coming out of his memories before he fell into a coma. Seeing the surrounding scenes, his face showed deep hatred and sadness.
"How could it... become like this?" He gritted his teeth, and every word he spoke seemed like tears of blood.
"Go in and take a look first, maybe you can find the answer."
He Sizhao continued to hold Jiang Chuyi and looked down at him: "Can you still walk?"
Lu Qianzhi paused: "Okay."
He quickly got up and followed He Sizhao.
The entire office building was as quiet as a huge tomb.
Corpses appeared from time to time along the way, some of them wanted to resist, and some wanted to escape.
They found Guan Wenbo's body on the stairs near the top floor.
Jiang Chuyi had basically forgotten the man's face. His eyes swept over the corpse indifferently without causing any fluctuations.
They reached the top floor smoothly. A young soldier's body lay at the door of Wen Changchuan's office, with the expression on his face frozen in the most horrified moment.
"This is the teacher's orderly." Lu Qianzhi whispered, "Will the teacher also..."
He Sizhao said nothing, raised one of his long legs, and kicked the office door open.
The window inside the door was not closed, and a cool breeze blew towards me, filling the whole room with mist coming in from outside the window.
In a thick fog, Wen Changchuan was lying face down on his desk, his life or death unknown.
"teacher!"
Lu Qianzhi ran over immediately, and his pupils shrank when he saw the blood hole that pierced Wen Changchuan's body. He reached out to touch him, but then shrank back and looked at He Sizhao subconsciously.
He Sizhao put Jiang Chuyi down and used the same trick again, stretching out two fingers to touch Wen Changchuan's neck.
Under Lu Qianzhi's earnest gaze, his eyes moved: "Still alive."
Lu Qianzhi was shocked and immediately grabbed Wen Changchuan's shoulders, carefully transferring them to his own arms.
Unexpectedly, this movement caused Wen Changchuan's breathing to tremble, and he actually opened his eyes slightly.
Jiang Chuyi was also very surprised. He didn't expect that this old man was so lucky.
Wen Changchuan let out a slow and long sigh and opened his eyes a crack, his eyes unfocused.
"Teacher, can you hear me? I am Qianzhi." Lu Qianzhi asked softly.
"...Qianzhi." Wen Changchuan let out a sigh.
"Don't worry, I'll find a place to save you right away." Lu Qianzhi hurriedly looked up at He Sizhao, "Captain He, do we have any living doctors?"
He Sizhao nodded: "Pick him up, let's leave here first."
Just as Lu Qianzhi was about to take action, he saw Wen Changchuan slowly move his eyes and look in the direction of He Sizhao: "Sizhao... is he here too?"
"It's me." He Sizhao said, "Don't talk for now. Wait until the bleeding stops."
Wen Changchuan has lost a lot of blood, and they, who only have experience, can no longer control him. They need to take him back and hand him over to Wang Kangping as soon as possible.
Unexpectedly, Wen Changchuan rejected Lu Qianzhi's attempt to pick him up and shook his head vigorously.
"It's useless. No need to go to all that trouble." Every word he uttered was like the sound of an old bellows. "Qianzhi, Sizhao, now that you're all here, there's something I must... tell you."
His voice became weaker and weaker, because speaking affected the wound and blood kept coming out of his mouth.
Lu Qianzhi's hands were shaking a little: "Teacher, if you have anything to say, let's talk about it when we get back. Don't worry, we can talk slowly when the time comes."
Wen Changchuan let out a soft laugh.
He leaned his head back on Lu Qianzhi's arms. Although his eyes were cloudy, they were filled with unprecedented clarity.
"I don't have time anymore. There are some things I only realize how wrong I was about when I die," Wen Changchuan said. "I believed a lie, and that lie led me to do all sorts of bad things, and I was abandoned by everyone, but in the end I realized it was just a lie."
His voice was deep and broken, filled with grief, anger, enlightenment, and a strong sense of self-mockery.
"Before the apocalypse, someone approached us and asked if we had the ambition to build a brand new world." Wen Changchuan didn't care if we got a response or not; he just wanted to get everything pent up in his heart out. "We believed them, but not long after, the zombie virus broke out. That's when we realized how much blood and gore would be involved in that promise."
"In that case, why do you continue?"
Unexpectedly, the person who asked the question was Lu Qianzhi. There was sadness in his voice. This question had tormented him for a long time.
Wen Changchuan stretched out his weak hand and tried to grab Lu Qianzhi's sleeve. His eyes bulged out because he wanted to speak urgently. "No... You don't understand his methods at all... He is controlling us! I know what I am doing, but I can't control myself. There is a force controlling me, and controlling me to control more people... He Xingxian was the first to realize that something was wrong, and then he disappeared. That catastrophe... Yes, that catastrophe, I remember everything, but I don't remember what happened in that catastrophe. Where is Su Yuanchen? Is Su Yuanchen still alive?"
"General Su has died," He Sizhao said. "We found his body in the hospital. Professor Wang Kangping was the only survivor in the entire hospital."
Lu Qianzhi didn't know about this tragedy yet, and he trembled when he heard it.
Wen Changchuan also showed a stunned look in his eyes.
"...Dead." He sighed, "As expected, those who disobeyed died one by one."
"Who is that person? Name, appearance, any information is fine." He Sizhao said quickly, "Only by knowing this can we stop him!"
Jiang Chuyi knew that Wen Changchuan was at the end of his strength and that he didn't have much time left, so He Sizhao was so anxious.
"His name is..."
Wen Changchuan was about to say something when his face suddenly became confused.
"His name is...what?"
"Appearance is fine too." He Sizhao said immediately.
"No one knows what he looks like. We only know that he's tall and thin," Wen Changchuan said hoarsely. "Other than that... I just can't remember anything."
"Who released that monster?" He Sizhao quickly changed the question, "Did that person release it personally? Where was the monster originally, and what was it?"
"I don't know. He thinks I'm useless, so he'll definitely control others. He's never short of manpower, and those who work for him often don't realize it. That's the scariest thing about him."
After Wen Changchuan said this, his breath became noticeably weaker, and it was obvious that he was about to die.
He slid down, and Jiang Chuyi, who was standing beside him, suddenly came into his sight, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
“So… So…”
"teacher?"
A teeth-grinding dragging sound came from the quiet corridor outside the door, as if someone was dragging something and walking slowly.
Jiang Chuyi took a step forward and saw his own white figure in Wen Changchuan's wide-open eyes... No!
She turned her head suddenly and saw a white skirt swaying outside the window and a face covered with black hair staring inside.
This time the wind blew away a strand of black hair, revealing a pair of eyes that were very similar to Jiang Chuyi's.
And a face covered in scars.
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