2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

Yan Muyun was not mentally prepared for what the man said. He almost instinctively thought that the other man was joking, but when he thought about it carefully, it was impossible.

Liu Yuhang and Wu Zihan are a couple, one is a calligrapher and the other is a high school teacher. They obviously come from a high-minded family. With their cultivation and emotional intelligence, they will definitely not make such a bad joke. Not to mention that the target was the doctor who had saved their child's life.

"You...what about that, can you tell me in detail?" Yan Muyun asked tentatively.

"Since my son was attacked by that terrifying alien species last time..." Liu Yuhang leaned over slightly and lowered his voice: "I seem to have awakened some strange ability."

"Huh?" Yan Muyun was stunned.

As if he was afraid that he wouldn't believe it, Liu Yuhang explained hesitantly: "Well, maybe I was too anxious and too excited at the time, so I just... woke up."

"Husband, just tell him the truth. It was our Lele who awakened a certain ability." Wu Zihan's voice came from behind. She put her son in the car and came over.

After hearing what his wife said, Liu Yuhang was a little anxious, his face turned slightly red and he said angrily: "You...how could you? Didn't you agree not to tell others?"

Wu Zihan sighed and said softly: "Lele was so obvious in the office just now. Do you really think you can hide it from others?"

Liu Yuhang turned to look at Yan Muyun, who showed a polite smile.

"Okay." The man was a little discouraged and recognized the reality.

Yan Muyun considered his words and asked, "So, what exactly is Lele's ability, and why do you think Dr. Li will... be in danger?"

Liu Yuhang opened his mouth, but before he could make a sound, the sound of the aerospace vehicle's engine suddenly came from the sky.

The dark car fell from the sky and landed steadily in a parking space not far from the three of them.

The car door opened, and two figures in black combat uniforms came out, a man like an iron tower, and a "meat mountain" that was wide and somewhat exaggerated.

"Captain Wei, Sister Xiao Xiao, thank you for your hard work." Yan Muyun waved and said hello.

Wei Jun's face was clearly full of exhaustion, but his back was still straight, and he laughed and said: "A molten demon in the growth stage, only D level, it doesn't take much effort to deal with it."

Then he noticed the couple standing next to him and asked, "Who are these two?"

Looking at Liu Yuhang and Wu Zihan's pleading eyes, Yan Muyun hesitated for a moment, and finally decided not to mention that they said Li Qingke would be in danger, and introduced with a smile:

"Dr. Li and I saved a child from a spider demon last time. These are his parents. They came here today to say thank you."

"Oh oh oh, okay, okay."

Wei Jun greeted the two of them with a smile, then thought of something, raised his eyebrows and said, "Well, you didn't confiscate the gift, right?"

"Mr. Liu wrote two calligraphy and paintings by himself." Yan Muyun scratched his head: "This should be nothing, right?"

"Okay, okay, I can still accept it." Wei Jun nodded with satisfaction, then waved to a few people and said, "Zhong Xiaoxiao and I will go in first, you guys can chat."

"Let's go in first." Zhong Xiaoxiao, who was next to him, said with a smile, his eyes squeezed into a slit.

When both of them entered the Special Branch Bureau, Liu Yuhang and Wu Zihan breathed a sigh of relief and said with great gratitude: "Thank you for not saying it just now."

Yan Muyun was silent for a moment, and then said: "Please forgive me, it is related to Dr. Li's safety. I will tell them sooner or later."

The couple was confused when they heard it. Finally, Liu Yuhang gritted his teeth and said, "You can say it, but... please don't reveal that this is Lele's ability."

Yan Muyun smiled and said, "We can find a place to talk in detail first. You can explain clearly the causes and consequences of this matter, and I will make a decision based on the situation."

"Okay, okay, okay."

Yan Muyun returned to the bureau, pushed open the door of the office, and shouted to Wei Jun, who had just sat down on the sofa and had not had time to change clothes: "Captain Wei, I suddenly have something to do, so I have to leave first."

"You were originally on vacation today." Wei Jun waved his hand and casually approved the leave.

"There's something wrong. Hey, if you can spare the time to accept people's thanks in person, what's the matter?"

Luo Binghan crossed his legs on the desk and murmured in a low voice: "Now everyone is worried about the abnormal increase in the 'unwarned arrival of alien species', but he is careless."

Yan Long, who was sitting opposite him, raised his head with calm eyes: "He is just an intern. He doesn't even get a salary. Even if something happens, it won't be his turn."

"I don't want a year's salary, so you give me a genetic potion?" Luo Binghan retorted.

"Do your own thing and don't worry about others." Yan Long said coldly and ignored him.

"Okay, okay, Yan Muyun just went on a mission last night, and he should have rest today. There's nothing to argue about!" Wei Jun said loudly in the distance.

...

In the corner of a quiet cafe, Yan Muyun and Liu Yuhang sat opposite each other.

Wu Zihan took Lele back first, leaving the task of explaining the whole story to her husband.

"Let me talk about Lele's abilities first." Liu Yuhang placed a tablet on the table.

The screen shows a color card, but there are no cool colors. It starts from the bright yellow on the far left and continues to deepen until it ends at the blood-like crimson on the far right.

In addition to the gradient color bar in the center of the screen, there are also some small arrows and dense text annotations around it. Those who don’t know better may think that this is a teaching PPT or academic poster.

Liu Yuhang explained: "In Lele's eyes, the back of each dying person's head will emit a halo of different colors, ranging from bright yellow to deep red. The darker the color, the closer the person is to death. ."

Yan Muyun's heart tightened slightly, and he asked nervously, "What is Dr. Li's 'color'?"

"When Lele told me about Dr. Li, I immediately took him out just to let him identify the shades of colors." Liu Yuhang stretched out a finger and pointed at the orange position on the left side of the color card:

"He was referring to this place at the time, and according to our judgment, this means that Dr. Li was about 2 days away from...the accident." He originally wanted to say the word "death", but he felt it was unlucky. , then hesitantly changed the word.

"Can you enlarge that part and show it to me?" Yan Muyun wanted to take a closer look at the mark next to it.

"Okay." Liu Yuhang enlarged it.

I saw a small arrow pointing to the interval, and the label following the end was:

Observe 3 samples.

No. 01, a 34-year-old male with ominous symptoms, died about 2 days, 12 hours and 30 minutes ago.

No. 02, a 47-year-old woman with terminal cancer, died 1 day and 21 hours later.

No. 03, an 83-year-old man with high blood pressure, died of sudden cerebral hemorrhage 2 days, 8 hours and 25 minutes later.

According to the overall data estimate, it can be determined that this color range means that the person will die within about 48 hours, and the cause of death has not been found for the time being...

After reading the dense annotations in silence, Yan Muyun felt some chills running down his spine, and his voice lowered a little unconsciously: "In other words, Dr. Li has some kind of hidden disease, and it is very likely that the disease will break out and die in two days. ?”

"It doesn't necessarily mean he got sick. He may also die from other accidents. It may be tomorrow night, or the night after tomorrow. The time span will be relatively large, because children who have not been exposed to painting may not be as sensitive to colors. Not high." Liu Yuhang said with a serious face.

"So fast?" Yan Muyun's breathing stopped for a moment, and a deep sense of uneasiness weighed on his heart like a mountain, extremely heavy.

"Yes, so I'm really anxious." Liu Yuhang swallowed his saliva and said in a difficult voice:

"The first time Lele saw 'color' was on a 12-year-old girl who had a car accident..."