Chapter 45 Only You Can Help Me

Aning pursed her lips, looked away, and murmured, "I can't rely on others for my whole life."

"How did you get in?" As far as Gu Hua knew, the people imprisoned in this dungeon were all used for experiments. She asked with concern, "Are you injured?"

"How else could I get in? Of course I was captured." Aning pushed the pile of dirt to seal the hole, clapped her hands, and sat on the ground.

Through Aning's narration, Gu Hua realized that the research institute not only captured people with special abilities for research, but also used the precious lives of ordinary survivors for unfounded experiments.

Among them, the most captured were children and women.

They looked down on the elderly and the disabled.

Aning was brought in during a mission after being drugged.

"As for whether you are injured or not?" Aning raised his head with a smug smile on his small face, "I'm so smart, how could I be injured?"

Gu Hua stretched out her hand and tapped the boy's scarred arms and fingers: "Is this what you mean by not injured?"

Aning put his hands behind his back awkwardly, not letting Gu Hua take a closer look. He stiffened his neck and said stubbornly: "What do you know? This is a man's medal!"

"What do you mean by man? How old are you?" Gu Hua bent her intact leg and wanted to pull Aning's hand over to check the wound.

"Don't move! I just bandaged it! What if you get hurt again? It will hurt you to death." Aning quickly stood up to stop Gu Huan's movements and stretched out her hand reluctantly, "Okay, take a look, what's so good about it? It's so ugly."

"Didn't you say that? A man's medal, but now you think it's ugly?" Gu Huan lowered her head and looked carefully. The once tender and fair hands of the little boy were now covered with tiny wounds, and blood mixed with yellow mud formed scabs. Looking up from the wrist, the scars on the arm looked like they were cut by a knife, one piece after another, all crescent-shaped marks. She blew gently on Aning's wounds.

A trace of shame appeared on Aning's cheek. He moved his hand but did not withdraw it: "I'm 12 years old this year. This wound won't hurt."

There was no medicine here, so even if Gu Hua wanted to help him treat the wound, she couldn't. She raised her eyes, looked around, and asked: "Have you been staying here since you ran away?"

"Yes, don't look at this place as small, it's safe!" Aning patted his chest with pride, "I dug all this out bit by bit!"

Gu Hua's eyes widened: "Dug it out?!"

Aning nodded: "Yes, I just picked up some things and dug them out."

The two of them are now in a small space of one square meter that can only accommodate two people sitting.

The walls and floor were all covered with dirt. At first, Gu Hua thought this was some abandoned space, but she didn't expect it was dug out by the boy. She looked back at Aning's ten fingers and finally understood how the tiny wounds on her fingertips came about.

"Gurgle."

Someone's stomach suddenly rumbled.

Aning glanced at Gu Hua, moved his body, and took out the few biscuits he had from a plastic box in the dirt pile: "Eat it, you're hungry."

Gu Hua didn't feel comfortable asking for food from a child, so she waved her hand to refuse: "I'm not hungry, you eat it."

"Gurgle."

At this time, the sound of her stomach singing the empty city plan was louder, and Aning joked: "Sister Gu, aren't you not hungry?"

Gu Hua's ears were slightly red, and she ate a small pack of compressed biscuits under Aning's persuasion.

"How did you get these supplies?"

After having a little more food in her stomach, Gu Hua didn't feel so uncomfortable, and her brain resumed functioning.

Aning said, "I stole it."

The people in the research institute would not let these experimental subjects starve to death, so they opened the dungeon and fed them food on the day of the monthly base meeting.

At that time, Aning knew the location of the warehouse, which was just below the stairs leading to the dungeon.

There were very few cells in the dungeon, and most of them were used to imprison zombies or mutant creatures, so ordinary survivors were locked up together.

Among them, there was a man who was a locksmith. He taught Aning some locksmith skills. At the same time, Aning also learned improper locksmithing methods from the man.

For example, prying open, or using wire to push open.

In this way, Aning would bypass the surveillance and run to the warehouse to steal supplies about every week.

Gu Hua's focus was not on this aspect. She asked, "What about the other survivors?"

Aning was stunned, then lowered her head, feeling depressed: "They are all dead, and I am the only one left."

"Sorry..."

"Why are you saying sorry? Those beasts should be the ones to apologize." Aning's face was slightly cold.

"Aning, you know the way out, right?" A plan flashed through Gu Hua's mind.

Aning: "Yes, I know where the warehouse is, so I know where the exit is."

Gu Hua immediately said: "Then I will help you escape, okay?"

"Why don't you run by yourself?" Aning asked back.

"Look at my legs, can I run?" Gu Hua's legs were broken by Zou Rui, and she was not sure she could escape by herself. The only way now was to help Aning escape and call for help.

As for who to find?

I hope the contents of this USB drive can motivate them to take action.

In just a moment, Gu Hua had thought of a part of the plan. Her supernatural powers were blank, as if they had disappeared. At this moment, all her hopes could only be placed on the boy.

Aning was still young, and subconsciously said, "If I can't run away, then don't run away. Anyway, I can get food from the warehouse and won't starve to death."

"Besides, I don't have to face those disgusting and ugly zombies."

Gu Hua pinched Aning's face, which didn't have much flesh, and said, "Don't you want these people to get what they deserve?"

Aning was silent for a moment, then gritted her teeth and said, "They deserve to die."

"Yes, they deserve to die. So, you must escape and help me pass this to the two people."

Gu Hua pried open Aning's clenched fist and placed a thumb-sized USB flash drive in his palm. Her eyes deepened: "Only you can help me."

Aning stared at the USB flash drive and asked in a deep voice: "What do you want me to do?"

The night came quietly, the crescent moon was like a hook, a wisp of gray smoke rose from the research institute, the flames lit up the sky, the orange-red flames illuminated the darkness, and also broke the silence and peace of the base.

Chaotic footsteps and shouts filled the sky.

"Why is the dungeon on fire?"

"Did you check the surveillance?"

"What? The surveillance is broken?"

"Stop those people, don't expose the dungeon!"

There were many survivors outside the research institute, and no one noticed the back of a child disappearing into the crowd.

They were paying attention to the situation inside, and some enthusiastic people were still shouting "I'll help you", but they were stopped by the staff.

With the help of water and fire psychics, the fire was brought under control and extinguished in a short while.

The crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed.

At this time, Zou Rui hurried over with a frown and a face full of anger. He pointed at the people who were covered in black smoke and cursed: "Why is the dungeon on fire?!"

The person in charge trembled, his lips moved tightly, and he answered cautiously in a low voice: "After investigation...investigation, it was the warehouse in the dungeon that caught fire."

"Who keeps the key to the warehouse!" Zou Rui asked with suppressed anger.

"It's... it's me!"

One of the reprimanded personnel slowly raised an arm and whispered, "The key... the key has always been with me, no one has taken it away."

Zou Rui's veins bulged: "Find it! Find it for me! If you can't find the cause of the fire, all of you get out of the base!"

"That... Director Zou, we found the escaped experimental subject in the dungeon." Someone helped the unconscious Gu Huan out of the dungeon.

Zou Rui took a step forward and took a closer look.

Gu Huan's eyes were tightly closed, her face was covered with black smoke, and there were many blisters on the palms of her hands.

"Damn it, I knew it was this little bastard who did it!" Zou Rui cursed in a low voice.

"Director Zou, this surveillance camera captured a picture that seems to be the missing little boy."

Gu Hua's plan was not perfect and full of loopholes, so she was betting on the time difference.

She was fighting for the time for Aning to run away.

Zou Rui stared at the thin figure on the tablet with a dark face and cold eyes.

Others must not know about the research institute.

At this point, we can only cut the weeds and uproot them to prevent future troubles.

In this base, the only one who can help Gu Hua is the profiteer.

It's better to be safe than sorry.

If Gu Bingchen takes action...

No!

They must die!

Zou Rui gritted his teeth, called his confidant, and his eyes showed ferocity.

Here, Jiang Yunqi was about to go back to the villa next door when he heard a slight noise. He looked up alertly.

The dark eyes of the phoenix were shining coldly in the reflection of the moonlight.

Aning, who was lying on the wall with one leg exposed, dared not move for a moment.

"What's wrong?" Tang Yizhao was startled by the movement at the research institute. He was standing on the second floor with a telescope and looked out. He caught a glimpse of Jiang Yunqi who suddenly stopped, so he asked. "

Hey! Whose child are you? What are you doing climbing over the wall in the middle of the night?" He moved his eyes over and the first thing he saw was a child wearing tattered clothes and long messy hair.

Aning was lying on the wall and was a little at a loss after being caught.

Fortunately, Chu Wanyue came out. She said softly, "Come down first, don't get hurt."

The boy used the force to slowly come down from the high wall.

Aning was slightly hunched, twirling the corners of his clothes with his hands, lowering his head, not daring to speak.

"Who are you?"

Chu Wanyue's voice was gentle, with a smile in her eyes, which slightly eased the tension in Aning's heart.

"I... just call me Aning."

Tang Yichao shouted suddenly, "Oh my god! The research institute is on fire. Which good person did it?"

When Aning heard this, he ignored the tension and fear and wanted to take out the USB flash drive from his pocket, but he couldn't find it after searching left and right.

How could it be gone?

I clearly put it away!

For a moment, Aning was so anxious that he was sweating all over. Thinking of Gu Hua, whose life or death was unknown, tears were about to flow out.

"Is this yours?"

Jiang Yunqi bent down, picked up a small piece of metal, walked over, and handed it to Aning.

"It's mine! Thank you!"

Aning's eyes lit up, she looked up and glanced at Jiang Yunqi's long black hair, her tender voice tinged with a little surprise: "You are Jiang Yunqi, right?"

Jiang Yunqi nodded: "It's me."

"What about Gu Bingchen? Besides you, I also want to find him." Aning raised her head, her eyes fell on Tang Yizhao, and asked, "Are you Gu Bingchen?"

Tang Yizhao: "..."

"Your eyesight is not very good." The door to the balcony on the second floor was opened, and Gu Bingchen came out wiping his hair, and said in a light tone, "What do you want me to do?"