Strange talk about the rules: I fast travel with my deskmate

Chapter 373 The Horrified Leshan Garden (85)

The two closed the warehouse door, opened it again and walked in.

I thought it would not be so easy to succeed, but I didn't expect to take a closer look, and the scene in the warehouse has changed.

I saw a cross standing in the warehouse, and there were dark red and even black blood stains beside it.

Song Wenjun took a deep breath and looked around, but found no one else in the warehouse.

Xiong Qingqing was also looking around and said, "Uncle Song, let's go outside and have a look."

Song Wenjun was startled, and lowered his head. When Xiong Qingqing raised his head, he met his gaze.

From the looks of it, he didn't expect to follow him.

"What are you doing here? In case of any accident, how can I explain to your uncle?" Song Wenjun said.

Xiong Qingqing sighed softly, "I didn't expect...it was so easy to come in...it's okay, it's okay, we'll be fine."

Song Wenjun picked her up and pushed open the warehouse door.

Outside the door, the scene has also changed.

"It is indeed a military camp, similar to the one in the TV drama." Xiong Qingqing said.

Soon, the patrolling soldiers found them and tentatively approached them with their guns raised.

Xiong Qingqing raised his hand and said, "Uncles, we want to see Mr. Lian Jiaxin Lian."

At this time, a man in a suit came over with a cigarette in his mouth.

Xiong Qingqing took a deep breath, he didn't expect that the legendary perverted killer was quite handsome...

"Are you Mr. Lian?" Xiong Qingqing asked.

"There are two more undead guys."

Mr. Lian was expressionless, and he threw away the cigarette butt at his fingertips after speaking.

"We are here to fulfill our promise. Mr. Lian, we have already found the person you want to meet. So, please let us go." Song Wenjun said.

Mr. Lian's eyes froze. After a moment of silence, he took out the cigarette case from his pocket and lit another cigarette.

"Are you sure?" Mr. Lian said suddenly.

"We're very sure, otherwise we wouldn't have made a special trip. There's only two of us, and it's impossible to escape." Song Wenjun said.

"it is good."

Mr. Lian nodded slightly, and strode towards the warehouse.

Song Wenjun hugged Xiong Qingqing and followed, followed by several soldiers with guns behind him.

After entering the warehouse, Mr. Lian sat down on a chair and straightened his tie and cuffs, looking a little restless.

"Mr. Lian, I want to meet our people first."

After Song Wenjun finished speaking, he clenched his teeth. Xiong Qingqing could see that he was very nervous.

Mr. Lian took a deep puff of his cigarette. Like Song Wenjun, his emotions were complicated, and his fingertips were even trembling slightly.

Xiong Qingqing understood their feelings, if Xu Lingze disappeared for so long, she would also be very excited.

Mr. Lian frowned slightly, and said, "Go and bring that guy up."

"Yes."

The two soldiers went out, Song Junjie gritted his teeth again, and kept his eyes on the direction of the door.

Xiong Qingqing could feel that all the muscles in his body were tense, and there was even fine sweat on his forehead.

Not long after, two soldiers walked in carrying a boy who was covered in wounds.

The boy looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, there was no good spot on his body, and the wound was still dripping blood.

Song Wenjun clenched his fists, stared straight at the young man in front of him, breathing more and more heavily.

"Liang Zhaorui."

Song Wenjun called out, and the boy slowly raised his head, looked at him and smiled.

"Why did you come?"

Liang Zhaorui's tone was full of disdain, but Song Wenjun was not angry, instead his tense muscles relaxed a lot.

That's right, the young man in front of him is undoubtedly Liang Zhaorui.

Mr. Lian cleared his throat and said, "Say, you can let me meet the person I want to see. Where is the person? When will he come?"

"He can't come." Song Wenjun said.

Mr. Lian's veins bulged, and he said in a deep voice, "You lied to me?"

"I didn't lie to you, he can't easily travel through time and space, and what we promised at the beginning was just to let you and Anthony meet again, and we didn't really bring him here." Song Wenjun said.

"If you don't bring them, how can we meet? Use your so-called...technology?" Mr. Lian asked.

Song Wenjun nodded, then put Xiong Qingqing down, and took out a black box the size of a Rubik's cube with a lens on it.

He manipulated the box, then held the box in the palm of his hand, and looked at the wall beside him.

After a while, snow patterns appeared on the wall, and there was a "rustling" sound from the box.

"Wait a minute, it will be ready soon."

As soon as Song Wenjun finished speaking, the box projected Anthony's image.

Seeing Anthony's face again, Mr. Lian even forgot to breathe.

Xiong Qingqing bit her lower lip. She thought Anthony was a foreigner, but she didn't expect it to be.

I saw that the man in the projection was very white, more beautiful than a woman, with a very gentle smile, like a gentle big sister.

"Lian Jiaxin, I... I heard that you will disappear in the future... A gentleman told me that you will disappear in the second year after my death, and miss me in another world. Don't do this, I hope you can Put it down, I hope you have a good life. Brother Jiaxin, in this life, I have not been able to accompany you and grow old with you. I am sorry for you. Ahem... I also heard that you killed a lot of people, You promised me not to kill anyone, have you forgotten? Liar..."

Anthony's voice was extremely weak, and every word he uttered seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

"Anthony..."

Mr. Lian murmured, with tears rolling in his eyes, and slowly stood up.

"Lian Jiaxin, even if I go to another world, I will miss you very much. There is a saying that you have never told me, but I know in my heart that I am the same. Alas... Suddenly, I suddenly know that you will live in the future I'm not doing well, I'm a little afraid of death... Lian Jiaxin, I LOVE YOU..."

The video ended here. Song Wenjun put away the small box and said, "Mr. Lian, Mr. Anthony got out of bed forcibly in order to shoot this video, pulled out the infusion tube, and put on a set of clean clothes. The video... …that’s all there is to it.”

Mr. Lian sat down again, lowered his head and lit another cigarette.

"Mr. Lian, we have done everything we can. You should let us go back." Song Wenjun said again.

"How was he when you went to see him?" Mr. Lian asked.

Song Wenjun shook his head slightly, "His condition is very bad, by the way, there is one more thing, he asked me to give it to you."

"What?" Mr. Lian raised his head.

Song Wenjun took out a few letters from his inner pocket, stepped forward and put them on the table next to Mr. Lian.

"These letters were written by Mr. Anthony before. At that time, his health was not so bad. He said that he had been hesitant to send these letters. Now, he asked me to bring these letters to you directly." Song Wen Jun said.

Mr. Lian picked up the letters, looked at the words on the envelope and chuckled, then got up and left the warehouse.

Before going out, he gave the soldiers a wink, and the soldiers in the warehouse followed him out.

(End of this chapter)