2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

When he heard that the police in Tianhe Community had not arrested Xia Houhao, Yan Muyun felt worried and a little scared.

Because although the opponent's ability is not directly lethal, it is in a sense more terrifying than any other ability.

Being obsessed with Xia Houhao, even when you go to the toilet, you will worry about whether the cup or toothbrush next to you will suddenly pick up a towel and strangle yourself. Or when you go to the kitchen to drink some water, you have to worry about whether the tableware and chopsticks next to you will suddenly grab a kitchen knife and chop at you.

However, the paranoid symptoms of this albino patient were obviously serious. After his whereabouts were exposed, he did not choose to hide for a period of time. Instead, he was so angry that he prepared to find an opportunity to take action that night.

Yan Muyun knelt down and sighed, "It's so scary and lucky to have this superpower in you."

Zhang Zitong hid behind Zhang Xixue. He blinked and asked softly, "What do you mean?"

"It's really scary for an antisocial personality to have this weird ability, but fortunately he's stupid enough." Zhang Xixue translated.

"Damn it! You *%￥..." Before Xia Houhao could curse a few words, he suddenly felt that the chair pressing on his chest became a little heavier. He couldn't even take a breath, and the obscene words that followed were immediately swallowed. Went back.

Yan Long turned to look at Zhang Xixue: "Did you bring an ability suppressor?"

"Of course." Seeing that the suspect had been completely suppressed, Zhang Xixue put the Taser back into her bag and took out a semi-curved dark blue metal bar and a pair of handcuffs.

Yan Muyun found it strange, so he asked, "What is this?"

Before Zhang Xixue could answer, Zhang Zitong rushed to the side and said: "This is an ability suppressor. It is worn on the head of criminals with superpowers. As long as the other party attempts to use their abilities, it will emit bionic electricity that can interfere with their cerebral cortex." signal, causing them to feel confused and incapacitated.”

"Wow, you know so much." Yan Muyun praised sincerely.

"This is all common sense." The little girl tilted her head arrogantly and glanced secretly from the corner of her eye: "I'm still wondering why you don't know."

"Haha, be more tolerant to the elderly." Yan Muyun laughed twice.

At this time, Zhang Xixue had already put handcuffs and ability suppressor on Xia Houhao. This semi-curved device was worn on the head like a headband, and the surface was shining with blue light, which was very beautiful.

Yan Muyun touched his chin: "Isn't it easy to take it off?"

"Unauthorized touching can also cause it to function... Ugh, what are you doing?"

Before Zhang Xixue finished speaking, Yan Muyun reached out and touched the "blue headband." Then Xia Houhao rolled his eyes and fell straight backwards. Fortunately, he was standing by Yan Long from behind helped him.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Yan Muyun retracted his bandaged left hand with a sincere look in his eyes.

Looking at the fifty-year-old "uncle" in front of her, Zhang Xixue shook her head helplessly, with a smile on her lips. She actually felt that this guy was a little cute.

You cut my hand, and I have to use this hand to take revenge. This kind of child-like mentality is quite interesting in this man who usually seems stable and gentle.

"Damn..." After Xia Houhao regained consciousness, he immediately wanted to curse.

But then he saw a pair of cold eyes, and subconsciously recalled the fear of being weighed down by a heavy object and being breathless, and he suppressed the redness in his face without making a sound.

"I have notified my colleagues and they will arrive at the hospital soon." Zhang Xixue said as she held the hand of the girl next to her: "Zi Tong, although this guy has been caught, he just collected it. We don’t know who the real person is who wants to harm you. So, you still need to accept police protection.”

"Yes." Zhang Zitong nodded obediently.

After about seven or eight minutes, everyone escorted Xia Houhao out of the office. The dissatisfied discussion outside the corridor suddenly stopped and turned into praise:

"Comrades police, you are really awesome."

"With you here, our people can live with peace of mind."

...

Yan Muyun followed behind and shook his head with a playful expression. It seemed that no matter how much time moved forward, the simple people would not change much.

They will hate and resist seemingly unreasonable power, and they will also appreciate those who try their best to protect themselves.

A police car had parked outside the hospital door. Two broad and strong policemen stepped out and put the thin Xia Houhao into the car.

"If you continue to perform so well, be careful that Section Chief Zhao won't let you go to college this year." One of the older policemen joked with a smile.

"Actually, I didn't help much, mainly because of the two of them." Zhang Xixue pointed to the uncle and nephew standing next to her, and responded with a smile: "If Uncle Zhao still wants to keep me, then I have to take advantage of him. Let him offer three or four times the salary."

"We police officers don't like to say this word." The middle-aged policeman waved his hand.

Yan Muyun found it interesting. The "junior" in front of him looked like he was in his thirties this year and was born in his 10s. He didn't expect that he had also inherited the somewhat feudal and cute rhetoric of his parents' generation.

The middle-aged policeman came over, looked at Yan Muyun and Zhang Zitong and said, "Originally, I wanted you to go to the police station to take notes as soon as possible, but considering that it is a bit late today and you have experienced so many things, you need to have a good rest. , so just come to the police station tomorrow."

After all, the two are victims, not criminal suspects. There is no need to worry about serial confessions, and the relevant regulations will naturally be much looser.

Hearing that he could still meet the other party tomorrow, Zhang Zitong glanced at Yan Muyun secretly, but saw a sour expression on the other party's face: "When is the approximate time? It won't take too long, right?"

He is now extremely eager to inject the genetic medicine as soon as possible and become a "superman", so he is afraid of delaying the physical training time.

The middle-aged policeman glanced at him, seeming a little dissatisfied, but considering that he was also one of the top contributors to this incident, he still said in a good voice: "Come here before nine o'clock tomorrow morning, and I promise to let you go before lunch. ."

"I'd also like to try the current police station food." Yan Muyun smacked his lips.

"I can invite you to the cafeteria at noon." Zhang Xixue's big eyes curled into crescents.

"No, no, I'm just kidding. If I continue to eat randomly at this juncture, I'm afraid Dr. Li will stand at my bedside with a scalpel in the middle of the night." Yan Muyun clasped his hands together.

Only Yantaki could understand this joke, and everyone else was a little confused.

The police car escorting Xia Houhao drove away, and Yan Muyun and Yan Long were about to ride their motorcycles home.

When parting, Zhang Zitong quietly came up to him, wrung his hands coquettishly, and said softly: "Thank you so much for today. If it weren't for you..."

"Stop talking and serve the people." Yan Muyun grinned.

The little girl choked for a moment and her emotions were a little incoherent. After a while, she asked softly: "I want to ask how old you are?"

Yan Muyun thought for a while: "I was born in December 2000."

Zhang Zitong lowered his head, with a look of disappointment on his face, but then he heard the other party continue: "But I am indeed 22 years old this year."

"What's going on?" Zhang Zitong said angrily, feeling that he had been tricked.

"Let me ask you specifically, Sister Xixue, I have to leave first." Yan Muyun said with a smile.

Are you so unwilling to say more to me?

The little girl felt a little aggrieved.

"See you tomorrow."

Zhang Zitong raised his head, his expression a little awkward, but the corners of his mouth turned up: "See you tomorrow."