May 8, early morning.
Lan Xiangchen opened his eyes, the cold touch of the floor and the hunger in his stomach let him know that he was still alive.
Even though there was only a 10-watt yellow light bulb on the ceiling, it still dazzled him.
Lan Xiangchen blinked hard, his eyes finally focused, and he was able to take a look around.
This is a room of only six or seven square meters, because of water seepage, there are yellow and clear water stains in one corner, and under the water stains, the dirty gray walls are not so unacceptable.
There was a musty smell in the house.
But these are not the worst, what makes Lan Xiangchen unbearable the most is the pain in the joints of the whole body.
He couldn't lie down for a moment, the cool air was digging through the concrete floor into the cracks of his bones.
Lan Xiangchen supported the ground with his hands, slowly stood up, dizziness hit, he supported the wall with both hands, clenched his teeth, and pressed the tip of his tongue against the upper tooth hall, steadying for a long time to ensure that he would not fall headlong.
Ether made his brain dizzy, and his hands and feet were not so sharp as he got older Did those people finally do it, what a mess.
But he didn't care about the embarrassment, took a few steps forward, and patted on the only iron door in the room.
Bang bang bang The sound of the tin door echoed and was a little harsh.
"Is there anyone, is there anyone?"
Soon, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and Lan Xiangchen immediately stopped beating to conserve his strength.
The door was opened by a tall man with long hair, smoking a cigarette and wearing short sleeves, revealing a dragon tattooed on his arm.
Lan Xiangchen remembered that this dragon, the one who covered his mouth and nose with a towel soaked in ether was this arm.
The man was not masked, Lan Xiangchen felt that something was wrong, and usually, the kidnappers showed their faces and they decided to tear up the ticket.
Without waiting for Lan Xiangchen to think more deeply, the tattooed man said, "Yo, the big scientist is awake, bring people up." ” With his order, the three scientific researchers were brought up by two men with guns.
Lan Xiangchen noticed that the tattooed man also had a pistol pinned to his waist.
And the three scientific researchers who were brought up, Lan Xiangchen all recognized them.
Two of the men were his colleagues at the Academy of Sciences, and a woman of his age, whose name he did not know, had met at some academic exchanges.
The three of them were just as confused and trembling as he was.
"What are you going to do," Lan Xiangchen asked.
The tattooed man grinned, reached out very much and hooked Lan Xiangchen's neck, and led him through two translucent plastic curtains, Lan Xiangchen was coerced by him and entered a huge open room, which was full of experimental equipment needed for medicine.
The tattooed man opened his mouth and answered Lan Xiangchen's question concisely.
"You should know what I want."
Lan Xiangchen didn't answer.
The tattooed man was not annoyed, and continued to hook his shoulders and lead him back to the aisle where everyone was.
"Now, help you choose an assistant."
The tattooed man said, "Two people are enough, it's a pity that there is one more tsk, I'm curious, who will the big scientist use?"
Lan Xiangchen and the three of them were all stunned, and looked at the tattooed man together.
The tattooed man seemed to enjoy their fears very much and grinned.
"If you don't get selected, you're embarrassed, your skills are not as good as others, remember to study hard in the next life."
These words came out of the tattooed man's mouth, in addition to the threat of being grabbed by someone's throat, it was also very weird.
The tattooed man is also pleased with his black humor, and his mouth is grinning wider.
The eyes of the three scientific researchers wandered between the tattooed man and Lan Xiangchen.
"No, no, no, you can't" "Help, Lan Lao, help" Lan Xiangchen was mentally prepared to die, but he didn't expect to face such a situation.
"You can't hurt them," Lan yelled at Chen.
"Of course I can."
The tattooed man took out a pistol pinned to his back, "Pick it quickly, you can't hide from this choice." ” "I need three people, I need you, don't you just let me make medicine, I promise you" "It turns out that the big scientist is so good at talking."
The man smiled playfully, "How can I be sure you're not lying to me?"
"Me" boom Lan Xiangchen didn't have to organize his words, he saw a colleague who had worked with him for many years looking at him with a confused gaze.
The man had a small hole in his forehead, and a fist-sized wound exploded in the back of his head.
His eyes widened, as if asking what happened to Lan Xiangchen.
After a few seconds, his body fell forward in a daze, his limbs spasming and twitching unconsciously, like some kind of terrible arthropod.
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"Ahh The female researcher's emotions collapsed instantly, she opened her mouth wide, but unfortunately before she could fully utter her screams, she was hit in the back of the neck, fell to the ground, and fainted.
The person who beat her spat on the ground and scolded, "Women are in trouble." ” The tattooed man pinned the gun in his hand back to his waist and continued to reach out and wrap his arms around Lan Xiangchen's shoulder.
He could clearly feel that Lan Xiangchen was trembling like he had been electrocuted, and even his body temperature had dropped a lot, and it seemed that the statement "blood was scared cold" was reasonable.
"You see," the tattooed man began, "I've proven my attitude that if you say you kill, you will kill someone." ” He pointed to the remaining two researchers, "Congratulations, you have chosen two good assistants."
May I remind you that if I don't get it in five days, I'll kill another person. ” Lan Xiangchen bit the tip of his tongue vigorously so that he didn't faint.
No more dead people, a voice in his heart roared.
Lan Xiangchen said: "Your instruments are incomplete. ” "I'll give you all the stuff."
Tattooed male road.
"I didn't lie to you that it will take three days for a cultivation reaction, you can casually ask a professional and I promise to start making medicine now, but five days is definitely not enough, you can't kill anymore, otherwise you won't get anything."
Lan Xiangchen's voice trembled, and he changed his tune.
Fear beat his heart fast and wildly, and for a short time he thought he might have a heart attack and die on the spot.
But he can't die yet, he is dead, what will happen to the other two hostages, what will happen to his research results So even though he was afraid, Lan Xiangchen still forced himself to calm down and bargain with the kidnappers.
"How many days do you want," the tattooed man asked.
He frowned, clearly not liking being denied obedience.
"A month."
The tattooed man hugged Lan Xiangchen's hand and suddenly exerted force, and the old man only felt that his shoulder was about to be pinched off by him.
He didn't speak, squinting his eyes and thinking for a second. "10 days, 10 days later, you choose."
Without waiting for Lan Xiangchen to bargain again, the tattooed man glanced at the two of them, and the two subordinates picked up the two scientific researchers who had temporarily saved their lives, and pushed them and Lan Lao into the rudimentary laboratory together.
Ten minutes later, the fainted woman woke up slowly.
She looked around in confusion, not seeming to believe what she had just experienced, thinking it was just a dream.
Lan Xiangchen helped her and asked, "What's your name?"
"Wang Yanyao
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