stjorthotic Chapter 206 If You Don't Play Cards According To The Routine, You Won't Be Able To Fix It!
Chapter 206 If You Don't Play Cards According To The Routine, You Won't Be Able To Fix It!
suicide?
How could it be suicide? !
Does his death have nothing to do with the god of death?
Or rather...
The god of death took the method of trying to harvest Dr. Chen Jie's life to deal with this Jiangcheng citizen named 'Wei Dong'?
mind control?
Yan Jun's eyes suddenly twitched, and he instantly became nervous again.
If that's the case, then things are in trouble.
The mortals whose brains are controlled by the god of death are completely irrational for a certain period of time, they will behave extremely abnormally, and they will not listen to anyone's dissuasion.
Even if Yan Jun called at this moment to reveal to him the fact that he was still alive, it would not help at all.
Yan Jun has a deep understanding of this point.
Thinking back to the day he had just arrived at Safe House No. 9, Yan Jun still had lingering fears.
If he hadn't acquired the ability to foresee death images three times, he would have really died under Dr. Chen Jie's scalpel.
Moreover, he died of a sneak attack, and he had no ability to fight back and no room for manipulation.
This is the sinister and vicious place of the God of Death.
at the moment……
Although he saw Wei Dong's death and obtained the other party's phone and address information, but after knowing that the person died of suicide, a heart instantly came to his throat.
MD!
Don't play cards according to the routine at all! It can't be fixed for Grandpa! !
Yan Jun doesn't have the ability to teleport, so it's impossible to rush to Wei Dong's house in the blink of an eye and take coercive measures to stop him from committing suicide.
He can only pin his hopes on the staff of the Shenwei Bureau.
Can……
Time waits for no one!
In less than ten minutes, can the operatives selected by the Shenwei Bureau arrive at the other party's house?
To be honest, Yan Jun doesn't hold out much hope.
But now, he has a pair of Wang Bang in his hands, and it is really difficult to save Wei Dong's life.
If the god of death is interfering with it, then this move is too poisonous.
Use the lives of countless innocent people as a bargaining chip, trap yourself in a place that is isolated from outsiders, and then extend the claws to those ordinary mortals.
I watched the tragedy happen helplessly, but I was afraid of the rat, and I couldn't go to protect it myself.
Killing and killing hearts, nothing more than this!
For a time, cold sweat dripped from Yan Jun's forehead, and suddenly he felt a chill all over his body.
"Sun Bureau! Sun Bureau! Are you there?" Yan Jun asked urgently.
"Yes! Yes! What's wrong Yan Jun??" Bureau Sun on the other end of the phone also became nervous.
"The situation has changed! Trouble the brothers of the Shenwei Bureau to hurry up and get to Weidong's house as quickly as possible!" Yan Jun couldn't help urging.
The voice fell.
Bureau Sun on the other end of the phone didn't dare to ask any further questions, and replied "Okay" in a trembling voice, and immediately gave the order according to Yan Jun's instructions.
Yan Jun wiped his sweat, his face full of sadness.
No way!
How tricky is my first plan to save people from the dead and resurrected?
God of death, are you still talking about martial arts?
I just made a little 'joke' with you. As for killing people in such a sinister way?
You really got my point of death, and stabbed those innocent people?
Thinking of this, Yan Jun sighed helplessly in his heart.
Although a strong sense of responsibility is an extremely rare and excellent quality, it may eventually wear out and die.
But if you adjust your mentality and fix this 'weakness', won't you lose your original intention? What's the point of having a system by your side?
ten seconds later.
Bureau Sun's hurried voice suddenly sounded in the communication equipment.
"Yan Jun! Yan Jun!"
"Here I am!"
Yan Jun's eyes suddenly twitched, "Ju Sun, say it!"
"I asked, it will take the two operatives of the Shenwei Bureau to get to Wei Dong's house in fifteen minutes at the fastest!" said Sun Bureau nervously.
fifteen minutes?
Yan Jun glanced at the death countdown number on top of Wei Dong's head on the surveillance screen, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart was half cold in an instant.
865!
864!
863!
The countdown to death is less than fifteen minutes, so it's too late!
The staff at the Shenwei Bureau can't be counted on, what should I do?
In the end how to do? !
Can you... call first to stabilize the other party?
Yan Jun thought of this method at the expense of exposing the fact that he was still alive.
But after thinking about it, I still don't have much confidence.
The phone can naturally be made, and there is a high probability that the other party's emotions can be temporarily stabilized.
But when the countdown to death reaches zero, the god of death directly controls Wei Dong's brain and manipulates him to choose other ways to commit suicide, which is also hopeless.
no!
You can't expect Death to be so kind at any time, you have to think of a complete plan.
Just when Yan Jun was in a hurry to die, an abnormal situation suddenly appeared on the surveillance screen. on the screen.
Wei Dong was sitting on the sofa with a sad expression, holding a mobile phone in his left hand, as if he was flipping through some information, and holding a wine bottle in his right hand, taking a sip from time to time.
But suddenly he didn't know what was going on, he stood up from the sofa with a squeak, wiped the tears from his face fiercely, and then threw the wine bottle to the ground as if venting his anger.
Bang!
The glass bottle was torn apart in an instant.
See this scene.
Yan Jun trembled all over, his eyes narrowed suddenly.
what's the situation?
Why did Wei Dong suddenly get excited all of a sudden? !
next second.
Yan Jun unconsciously focused his eyes on the phone in his hand, and his two sword eyebrows slowly frowned.
A person who is about to choose suicide will have such a big mood swing, and the problem is likely to be the information he just checked from his mobile phone.
That is to say, he may have chosen to commit suicide because he was influenced by external things and was impulsive.
If so...
Is it possible that his suicide has nothing to do with death?
Could it be that he was in a hurry and fell into a misunderstanding of thinking?
moment.
Yan Jun came to the spirit.
If that's the case, then things get a lot simpler.
As long as there is no intervention of the god of death, he has absolute confidence to dispel the idea of people committing suicide within a minute.
Forget those consoling words.
his name!
The word 'Yan Jun' is already a golden sign.
All over the world, it can be said that no one knows, no one knows, and it can bring infinite hope and strength to those who are full of fear of death.
This is not Yan Jun boasting, it is the truth.
After a brief thought, Yan Jun let out a long sigh of relief.
This may not be as difficult as I imagined.
As long as a single call is made, there is great hope that a living life can be saved.
Alas, let it be exposed, it's a matter of time anyway.
It is impossible for me to keep myself closed forever in order to avoid death.
Think about it this way.
Yan Jun decisively took out his mobile phone.
However, at this moment, the phone rang suddenly.
Yan Jun glanced at the caller ID and was surprised.