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Chapter 118 Reading Memory

 The car drove into Huijiang Garden, which was already infested with zombies. Deng Yun and Yan Shifang got out of the car, they looked at each other, and then launched an attack on the zombies.

Not long after, the zombies here were cleaned up, and corpses were lying on the ground.

Guan Jiang couldn't help but feel ashamed when he saw the two people's skills. They are both human beings, why is there such a big gap?

Everyone gathered at Zhang Huajiu's home. Zhang Huajiu took out a candle, lit it, and inserted it in the living room. The candlelight flickered and illuminated the living room.

Deng Yun sat farthest away from Yan Shifang and subconsciously adjusted his position so that the monkey blocked Yan Shifang's body.

"Let's rest here tonight and start again tomorrow." Zhang Huajiu said.

At this time, Deng Yun said: "Uncle Hua Jiu, you and Guan Jiang should stay in Huijiang Garden, and leave the matter of finding Ruan Jie to me."

Zhang Huajiu sighed and nodded, this was a helpless choice.

The room had three bedrooms and one living room. Guan Jiang and Zhang Huajiu each found a bedroom and went to sleep. There were three people left in the living room, and none of them had any intention of going to sleep.

"Yan Shifang, let you sleep in the remaining bedroom. Monkey and I will rest in the living room." Deng Yun stared at the floor and said.

The side effects of the Embrace of Fear will last for three hours. At this time, the feeling of fear of women has not disappeared. Deng Yun felt the presence of Yan Shifang, felt uncomfortable all over, and wanted to escape from the room.

The sound of footsteps sounded, and the legs covered by the skirt appeared in front of him. Deng Yun was so frightened that he suffocated and almost got behind the monkey. Although he controlled his embarrassing movements, his body still couldn't stop trembling slightly.
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"Are you afraid of me?" Yan Shifang looked at Deng Yun who buried her head and was trembling. She felt confused. She didn't understand what she had done to make him so scared.

"No... I'm not afraid of you. I have a cold. Please stay away from me. I'm afraid of infecting you." Deng Yun explained.

Yan Shifang snorted coldly, not believing what the other party said. She turned and left, entered the last bedroom, and closed the door hard. The loud sound shook the wall. Guan Jiang next door opened the door, and looked around blankly, and saw Deng Yun.

With cold eyes, he quickly returned to the room with a smile and gently closed the door.

After Yan Shifang entered, Deng Yun relaxed and felt comfortable.

"Brother Yun, what happened to Lin Sihan?" Monkey, who had been silent just now, suddenly asked.

The candle has been half burned, and the melted candle shed tears that have solidified, as if fixed.

Under the candlelight, Deng Yun was silent for a while and slowly told the cause of Lin Sihan's death.

The monkey listened quietly and was speechless for a long time. A few days ago, the person was talking and laughing, but now he suddenly received the news of the other person's death, and he couldn't accept it.

"Go to sleep." Monkey said in a hoarse voice. After saying that, he lay down on the sofa, turned over and fell asleep.

Deng Yun sat on a chair and stared at the candle in a daze until late at night, when the candle burned out and darkness swallowed up the room and him.

The suppressed sadness in his heart overwhelmed him. He clenched his fists and dug his nails into his flesh, leaving traces.

He remembered what Lin Sihan said before he died. Xiaohu was not saved, but others still have a chance. As long as they get the vaccine, the world can be cured.

Early the next morning, Yan Shifang opened the bedroom door and came out, and saw Deng Yun in the living room looking at her with bright eyes.

"Let's go." He said, his eyes deepening.

Yan Shifang was confused, why did the other person change in just one night? Sure enough, the fear last night was just a fake, so why did he fake it? She was confused again.

Several people said goodbye to Zhang Huajiu and Guan Jiang, went down the stairs and got in the car, heading to their destination according to the route provided by Zhang Huajiu.

The car drove out of the community, and not long after, a drone in the sky locked onto the car driving on the ground and followed it at a long distance.

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This is a sealed room. Except for the lights on the roof, there is nothing extra in the room.

Yao Qian sat leaning against the wall, with her eyes closed and humming a song.

After retreating to the headquarters last night, she was locked up here, waiting for the higher-ups' instructions. The base was destroyed, and as the main person in charge, she needs to be investigated.

The lights in the room were always on. She squinted for a while and didn't know what time it was.

When she finished humming a song and felt bored, the door opened and an unsmiling researcher stood at the door.

"It's a reformed person again, hey..." Yao Qian shook her head helplessly, her charming smile still on her face.

"Captain Yao Qian, please come with me." The researcher said.

Yao Qian stood up slowly, straightened her leather jacket, and followed the researcher through the corridor to another room.

This is a special interrogation room with special equipment used to read the chip in Captain Creation's head.

The chip stores the images and sounds that impressed the captain the most, and the instrument can transfer the sounds and images from the chip.

"Please sit down on the chair." The researcher's voice was emotionless.

Yao Qian twisted her waist and sat on the chair. A helmet covered her head. The researcher operated the device button and said calmly: "I'm going to extract your memories of the past few days right now. Don't resist in your heart, otherwise I will do something wrong to you."

Brain damage."

This is not the first time this has happened to her. Yao Qian’s expression was calm and her eyes slowly closed.

As a numbing sensation appeared on her scalp, her consciousness became blurred and she was in a dream.

At this time, the monitor on the instrument began to play some memory fragments, and the researcher on the side synchronized the video to the superior monitor for the leaders to watch.

The first person sitting in front of the screen is the sickly Yu Lao. He leans his head on the back cushion of the seat and barely opens his eyes to watch.

The destruction of the base was indeed a loss, but that place was built by Fan Ming. After thinking about it carefully, the destruction of the base was not unacceptable. However, it was too strange that something happened to this heavily guarded base, so he came to see Yao in person.

The picture in Qian’s mind.

After all, a captain sitting at the base should know something if such a big thing happened.

At first, the picture was normal, with the base and hotel locations constantly switching. It can be seen that Yao Qian has been inspecting the surrounding environment.

Then a woman appeared on the screen, dressed in various skirts every day, sometimes a white skirt, sometimes a gothic dress, sometimes a red lace skirt, all kinds of skirts appeared one after another, just like a fashion show,

Yao Qian kept saying charming words and chatting with the other party.

The atmosphere in front of the monitor suddenly changed. Some people watched with wide eyes, some swallowed, and some turned their heads to watch secretly.

"Humph, it was quite fun. No wonder something happened to the base." Zhang Mengyang said with a cold face and a cold snort.

"Who is this woman? What is her relationship with Yao Qian?" someone asked curiously.

The pale Zhou Yu narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "It's very simple. Ask her again after the memory is read."

His injuries haven't healed yet, and his body is still a little weak.

Half an hour later, the dress-up performance finally passed, and those who watched it with gusto were still left wanting. The cold beauties and various types of long skirts made people want to stop.
Chapter completed!
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