Become a Two-dimensional hero

Chapter 113

"How is he doing?" Hu Feiwei asked Wen Mu, who was on the hospital bed.

The medical staff of the Apollo space station looked at the instrument and said: "It is out of danger, but the detoxification process of this neurotoxin is relatively slow, and it will take at least one month to fully recover."

Hu Feiwei sighed, and he gave a few words to the soldiers who were on duty 24 hours in front of the hospital bed, and then dragged his exhausted body into the conference room.

It is now 1:14 pm on January 7th, and more than a day has passed since the battle on the Vienna Star. Hu Feiwei has been like a spinning top for more than a day, without a moment's rest.

There are too many things to deal with, the questioning from the government department headed by Shen Pengfei, the counting of the casualties, he is completely relying on the high concentration of caffeine to overdraw his energy to work.

At 7:30, the meeting officially started.There were many people standing in the meeting room, and their military ranks were above the school level.There should have been more, but... those ground defenders were gone along with the Star of Vienna.

As a major, Qin Tian also had a place in this meeting. He stood in the corner, clutching his right shoulder, a little absent-minded. Because of the battle with Tianlong, the right arm of Peregrine Mini was directly torn off, and he did not suffer any damage on the surface. , but after the nerves of the brain endured the pain of tearing limbs like that, even though he had disconnected his mental connection, his right arm was still aching.

But this is not the reason for his distraction. Mo Youyu should be temporarily placed in the dormitory of the Apollo space station together with other students. He sent a few messages to Mo Youyu, but no one replied.

"The number of casualties is still being counted. General, all personnel involved in the Apollo space station are under control. This is the investigation report." The subordinate of the colonel passed the report to Hu Feiwei.

Hu Fei glanced at the opening. The reason why he led people to the Apollo space station non-stop after the war was to catch the ghost who caused his own defeat!

If it wasn't for the ghost who blew up the engine system of the Apollo space station and poisoned Wen Mu, our side would never have fallen into such a situation!

As for whether there is an inner ghost on the Vienna star?It doesn't matter anymore because no one survived.More than a billion people, none survived.

"Eight engine compartments were blown up at the same time, and it wasn't the exterior that was destroyed, but the core of the interior. The other party must be very familiar with the Apollo space station, and must be the resident personnel here!" Hu Feiwei looked at the report and said.

The colonel nodded: "General, we have screened all those who may approach the engine room, and detained all suspects separately. This is the list."

Just as Hu Feiwei was about to take the list, he heard an emergency call coming in from the holographic screen on the conference table, "General, the suspect Feng You committed suicide in the single room!"

There were whispers in the conference room. There was no other reason for committing suicide at this juncture other than committing suicide in fear of crime.

Hu Feiwei repeated: "Feng You?" He thought the name sounded familiar.

The subordinate reminded: "It is the younger brother of Colonel Feng Jun who assassinated Shen Pengfei in 3190."

Hu Feiwei suddenly realized that when his subordinates revealed the identity of this person, all doubts seemed to be solved. The disarmament bill of 3190 was passed. Although there were many dissatisfaction among the military personnel, under such circumstances, most people still silently endured it.

But there are still some people who cannot accept this reality. The most extreme example is Colonel Feng Jun, who tried to assassinate Shen Pengfei but failed and was shot dead on the spot.And his younger brother Feng You committed suicide today as one of the most likely inner ghost suspects.

It sounds like you can make up the whole story in your head. The younger brother who holds a grudge is determined to avenge his elder brother, so he defected to the Centipede organization to take revenge on the country.

Hu Fei ordered people to search Feng You's room. After some searching, he found a bottle of suspected neurotoxin in the dark compartment of the bookshelf. After the doctor's test, it was confirmed that it was the same kind of poison as General Wen Mu. .

Here is the physical evidence. Although there is no proof of death, Feng You's identity as a traitor is still confirmed.This is the end of the Apollo Space Station screening for ghosts.

After the meeting, the crowd slowly dispersed, and the subordinates with the rank of colonel were a little hesitant, as if they had something to say in their hearts.Hu Fei pinched the center of his brows tiredly, and said impatiently, "Speak up if you have something to say."

The Colonel reported: "General, about the Vienna Star..."

"what happened?"

"There is a very strange point. Before the peregrine uses a planet-destroying weapon on the Vienna star, for about a minute, we lost all communication with the ground."

Hu Feiwei frowned: "Lost communication? Maybe it's just the signal interference when the other party uses that weapon." He turned around and prepared to leave.

The colonel hurriedly followed him: "No, General, the 1-minute loss of contact was not in the technical sense. In fact, there was no problem with the communication signal between us and the ground. It was just that suddenly, no matter how we called, the people on the ground None of them responded anymore, as if they were collectively dumb.”

Hu Feiwei stopped. Excessive work made his brain think slowly. He thought for a while: "This doesn't explain anything, it may just be a simple signal delay."

The colonel no longer followed Hu Feiwei. Although this incident was strange, it was not unexplainable. In the face of the one billion casualties, the 1 minute of losing contact was not important.

It took a lot of time to search Feng You's room during the meeting. By the time the meeting ended and Qin Tian went to the dormitory where the students stayed, it was already ten o'clock.

His right arm was constantly aching, but he didn't even have time to check it out.The entire Apollo space station, except for the group of students who have not formally enlisted, is mostly busy with their feet on the ground.

With the dust of the inner ghost case settled, he finally had time to rest.Mo Youyu still didn't reply, Qin Tian frowned and thought, this is really very wrong.

Mo Youyu shouldn't be busy with anything, even if he is busy, he won't have time to reply.So Qin Tian went directly to the door of Mo Youyu's dormitory, and knocked lightly on the door.

No one responded.

Qin Tian knocked again patiently.

Still no one responded.

After knocking for the third time, Qin Tian observed the door lock, wondering if the door should be kicked open.The watch vibrated, and there was a new message, only three words: "I fell asleep."

Qin Tian stopped his movements, he hesitated for a moment, he was still very worried, he always felt that Mo Youyu's attitude was weird, but it was indeed getting late, so let's talk about it during the day.He said to the closed door: "Good night."

He spoke in a low voice, as if he was afraid to startle the people inside who said they were going to sleep, but Mozart still heard it, because he was right at the door, sitting on the ground by the door.

He cried a lot in the afternoon, his eyes were red and swollen like walnuts.He felt as if he had drained all the tears of his life, crying hoarsely, and his throat was hoarse now.

There was no light in the room, and there was no light. He was in the darkness where he could not see his fingers. When he was young, he would be afraid of the dark, so he always liked to keep a small lamp for himself by the bedside.But now, in such darkness, he could gain a little peace.

He blocked the exit of this room, facing a completely enclosed room of darkness, he actually felt at ease, there was no abuse, no accusation, no one knew him, no one would talk to him, how wonderful.

He is like a tortoise hiding in its shell, huddled in a closed room, maintaining a self-deceiving sense of security.

He didn't want to see anyone, didn't want to talk to anyone, including Qin Tian.He felt an inexplicable panic in his heart, afraid that his identity would be discovered, and what expression would Qin Tian have?It should be hated and disgusted, after all, he is a hero.

What about yourself?He is the insane, inhumane executioner who killed a billion people, and the sinner who everyone can punish.

He buried his head in his knees. Although he was young and in good health, the repeated blows made him exhausted, and he fell asleep unknowingly.

But he didn't sleep well, and he started dreaming again.

In the dream, it was a city like a cage of flames on Sequoia. There was a huge black centipede lingering in the flames. He ran away desperately, but the huge centipede destroyed all the buildings along the way. Finally, he Overtaken by the centipede.

But he was not crushed to death. The huge centipede suddenly split into thousands of small centipedes that were as long as one finger. This flesh and blood.

Mozart panicked and pulled the centipede that climbed up to his mouth, and threw it to the ground. He took off his coat, slapped his body vigorously, and shot down all the centipedes that climbed up.

But the black insect swarm continued, Mozart turned and fled. He came to a cliff, with a dead end in front of him, and dense insects that could not be seen behind.He took a step back subconsciously, the rocks under his feet loosened, and he fell down.

I don't know how high this cliff is. He seems to have been weightless for a long time, but he has never touched the bottom.Gradually, the sunlight disappeared, leaving only darkness in front of my eyes.He suddenly understood that this gap leads to the endless hell.

He struggled desperately, trying to grab hold of the rock walls along the way, but these rock walls were incredibly smooth, and he had nowhere to focus.In desperation, a pair of hands grabbed him. Mozart looked up, and there was a faint gleam on the person who came, holy like a god in the sky.

"Qin Tian..." Mozart looked a little bewildered, he was suspended in the air, only relying on Qin Tian to hold him so that he did not fall.

Qin Tian smiled at him, but in the next moment, his expression changed, becoming hatred and disgust: "I really never thought you are such a person."

Mozart wants to explain: "No, it's not...it's not my fault...not me...they're lost..."

Qin Tian said coldly: "Are you sure?"

Mozart was dumbfounded, are they really hopeless?Who can guarantee that what the peregrine falcon said is right?He has always had such doubts in his heart. The source of the doubts is all his imagination. He is really a lunatic who destroyed a planet.After all, apart from Peregrine Falcon, no one knew of Yuan's existence.

The more he doubts, the more shaken he is, maybe Yuan doesn't exist at all, he is just a paranoid patient, thinking that he is fighting some monster that destroys the world, but in fact he is just a madman in the eyes of others, who is in the face of safety and security. The Vienna star fired all things to zero.

Qin Tian seemed to be able to see into his heart, and gave him a death sentence: "It's all fake, you are not a hero, you are just a sinner."

He let go of his hand, Mozart fell rapidly, and the wind carried Qin Tian's lingering sound "You are just a sinner", stabbing his ear like a sharp knife.

Finally, he fell to the ground and was smashed to pieces.

The author has something to say: When a hero no longer has the name of a hero... To be honest, the original intention of writing this story is to write about this theme.

A hero, what exactly does it take to be worthy of being called a hero.