On a certain year, month, and day, social news in country M once reported that in order to prevent a teenager from committing suicide, a certain police officer arrived in time and shot him to death.
At that time, the modern history teacher asked them to write a critical article of about 2,000 words. Class 2, which was always in chaos, had surprisingly unanimous views on this matter.
Yun Tuan has also criticized this ridiculous and inhumane thing, but now, she actually has this idea too.
The cloud buried its face in the tentacles, almost flattening several nearby suckers.
An annoyed voice came from the front: "Hey, don't move around, you'll knock my ice cream ball off."
Yun Tuan: "That's overheating. You really have no common sense."
Ning Xixi looked at the ice cream that had turned into a puddle of "mushy" in the machine and sighed. Even if she couldn't taste the ice cream now, it would still be uncomfortable to watch the delicious food disappear.
"Yun Tuan, you're not going to cry, are you?" Ning Xixi heard that the voice was not right, so she took two steps back, a little further away from the crack.
The cloud put aside a sucker and said, "No, it's so smoky and uncomfortable."
It’s hard to define what they are now. Without tear ducts, how can they cry?
Five minutes later.
The large crack in the ground has not disappeared, but the orange-yellow magma has receded, exposing the rock wall.
The person who just fell didn’t even have a skeleton left.
Yun Tuan poked his head out of the tentacles and looked around. Some people in black anti-explosion uniforms hurried over with weapons in hand.
Countless red dots have locked onto Ning Xixi’s forehead.
"Wow, there are snipers." Yun Tuan looked at the excitement, but soon, four or five red dots were aimed at her head.
Ningxi raised her eyebrows, "You seem very happy?"
Yun Tuan: "No, but why don't you run?"
Ning Xixi shook her head, "Now, I can only escape by teleporting."
Yun Tuan thumped the tentacles at hand, "Then teleport quickly."
Ning Xixi: "Nonsense, do you think I look like Superman?"
"...No, like a monster."
In view of the "friendly" attitude of the two unknown creatures, the emergency team did not shoot Ning Xixi and Yun Tuan on the spot, but transported them back to the station like prisoners and found a room with high security.
Imprisoned.
There are no tables, chairs, or windows, just a door and a vent in the center of the ceiling.
There was a whole wall covered with mirrors, and through the mirror, the clouds could clearly see themselves lying on an octopus monster, like a parasitic beast with bad taste.
As zombie fans, they now have shadows and entities - there is indeed something wrong with the green light that unifies the dormant cabin.
She got off Ning Xixi's back, raised her fingers and tapped the mirror in front of her, "This is a one-way mirror, maybe, the person who just captured us is staring outside."
"Just stare, can you still see the flowers?" Ning Xixi found a corner and sat down to rest. This guy with an abnormal mind finally left her body on his own initiative. It was really pleasant.
Yun Tuan is not worried about this. Now she has a human appearance. Although she has no body temperature and no heartbeat, it is more than enough to pretend to be a cyborg.
Ning Xixi is not good, there is something wrong with this octopus monster at first glance.
[Listen to the creatures inside, I suspect that you are related to the urban explosion case. I have a few questions. Answer them truthfully. I will be lenient if you confess!]
A dark microphone suddenly appeared in the upper left corner of the one-way mirror.
Yun Tuan stared, blinked, and then stopped. Her eyelids seemed a little loose. If she blinked again, the entire upper eyelid might fall off.
In order to avoid a scary scene and maintain the dignity of a zombie fan, she decided not to blink from this moment on.