The apex pet of the sick lady

Chapter 7 Clothed Beast VS Weak and Helpless (7)

Zhan Ran didn't want to mess around, but as time got closer, the bad premonition in his heart was getting worse.

"Can't the president arrange it for me now? I grew up in an orphanage and can do everything..."

The girl shook her head, not understanding why he was in such a hurry, "No."

Zhan Ran exhaled in frustration, his eyes were wet, and his heartbeat "boom...boom...boom..." became heavier, as if warning him that danger was approaching.

"What are you talking about?"

Zhan Ran turned her head and saw the woman at the door, her pupils shrank.

The approaching danger... Is it her?
Zhan Ran reluctantly pulled the corner of her lower lip, "...you are back."

Fable looked at his reaction, his dark pupils were gloomy, and he didn't ask the previous question again, and hummed, "I'll take you back, the commander of the army just arranged a place for you."

"...Where is it?" Zhan Ran felt very bad.

not……

Fable smiled slightly, "Here I am."

Zhan Ran: ...

His face turned gray.

It's not that he made a fuss, but that the feeling of a woman is almost etched in his bones. It is said to be suspicious, but it is actually more like instinct.

Even when he saw her, he couldn't control his fear and wanted to escape, his back was cold.

The receptionist girl smiled, "Okay, Miss Yu lives in one of the best places in the ancient city, don't you need to worry now?"

Zhan Ran: ...

Ha ha.

Before leaving, the girl grasped the fable for comfort.

There was only one person left in the Windhawk team, and those teammates who got along day and night died under their noses, which was hard for anyone to accept.

Miss Yu looked so calm, she should be a person who likes to keep things in her heart, this is not good, it is easy to go wrong.

After comforting Fable, the girl finally said softly: "Miss Yu can come to me if you have anything, and I will help anyone who can help."

Allegorically distant and polite, "Thank you."

On the way back, Zhan Ran looked at Fable's expression.

It was said that all the members of her team who came out to carry out the search and rescue mission this time passed away, but he saw that she was not in a hurry or sad along the way.

He asked on the way, isn't she looking for teammates?She always put him off with a few casual words, and never mentioned teammates in front of him.

Is she really from the rescue team?

Such a doubt ran into Zhanran's mind, and when he realized it, he startled himself first.

If not, then who is she?
This idea is terrible.

At this time, he felt a staring gaze, as if there was a beast hiding in the darkness, waiting for an opportunity to swallow him up.

Zhan Ran's mind went blank for a moment, and a soft voice came from his ear.

"What are you thinking about?"

Zhan Ran swallowed, turned to Fable, shook his head, "I didn't think about anything."

"Don't think too much." Fable looked at the building in front of him, drove the car downstairs, stepped on the accelerator, "here we are."

This is a residential area, the building is not high, only five or six floors, but the facilities and environment are very good, giving people a small and delicate feeling.

More importantly, the buildings here have adopted the most advanced construction methods, which are stronger than ordinary houses.

When she came to the door of the unit, Fable took out the access control card and scanned it on the sensor. With a "da", the heavy anti-theft door opened automatically. She opened the door and let Zhanran go in first.

There is a house number on the access control card, Fable brought Zhanran to 605 smoothly.

Ah Bao watched Fable walking in a strange place, but was silent for a while as if he was in his own home.

Why is it so natural to steal other people's identities, other people's houses, and deceive innocent men? ? ?

Is this something normal humans would do?
The scary thing is that this place in the ancient city is absolutely unfamiliar to Fable. Everyone regards her as a member of the rescue team, so naturally no one will explain this place to her specifically.

In a strange and heavily guarded place, she is like a fish in water. Not to mention this psychological quality, just the fact that when she quietly sees the appearance of the ancient city, she is very careful and terrified.

Push open the door of 605.

Fable calmly surveyed the surface of the room.

The living room is not too big, there are a few packs of snacks on the table, and there are a few men's coats on the hanger in the entrance, which are quite traces of life.

There are several closed doors and a landing on the right hand side.

There are 24 people in the Wind Eagle team, and they live in three suites. The house in the last days is ample, so this suite has at least 8 rooms.

Fable retracted his gaze, turned to look at Zhanran, "Go and see if there is any room you like."

Zhan Ran pursed her tender red mouth, her clear eyes were like a simple deer, lost in the deep forest, feeling a little uneasy, "Where do you live?"

"I live upstairs."

As the fable said, Zhanran focused all his attention on the downstairs.

When he was choosing a room, Fable told him to go upstairs, and Zhan Ran agreed.

In a little over 5 minutes, Fable came down from upstairs, carrying a bag of snacks, "Eat something to fill your stomach, and I will cook later."

Zhan Ran sat obediently on the sofa, took the snacks, "Okay." Pointing to a room, "I've chosen it."

Fable took a look, "Hmm."

Half an hour later, an aunt came knocking on the door.

It was Zhanran's open door.

The aunt said that she came to clean the room at the request of Miss Yu.

Zhan Ran turned to look at the stairs, "Then come in."

"Hey, okay." It was an aunt who looked very kind and smiled.

Zhan Ran looked at his aunt and breathed a sigh of relief.

Because of a stranger, I felt a little sense of stability in my heart.

No matter what, it is a great fortune to be able to survive in the last days, and this luck is indeed given by fables.

The auntie spent more than an hour cleaning all the rooms downstairs, and took a lot of things with her when she left, all of which were belongings of the members of the Wind Eagle Squad.

When the auntie left, Zhanran randomly opened a room and stood at the door without going in.

The room was empty, the sheets were replaced with snow white, there was no trace of other people's life as far as the eye could see, it was as clean and tidy as a hotel room.

He sighed and closed the door.

As soon as he turned his head, it was the stairs, Zhan Ran hesitated for a moment, and stepped on the stairs.

When designing the house type at that time, the second floor may be the personal space of the head of the household.

There is no wall to block the line of sight. When you go up the stairs and stand at the top of the stairs, you can see the whole picture of the second floor.

Spacious and tidy.

In the huge room, there is a big soft bed next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and there is a wall of bookshelves on the other side, which is full of books, which are not neatly arranged.

There are several antique vases on the cabinets, and there are murals on the walls. Judging from the furnishings, this is not like a place where soldiers live, but more like the style of an old artist who pays attention to texture.

Maybe it's because it still maintains the style of the head of the household before the end of the world?
There is an upper glass door in the corner, with frosted glass on all sides, a warm yellow light is turned on inside, the sound of crackling water can be heard, and the hot air turns the glass into a white mist.

Zhan Ran realized what she was doing, her face turned red, she was a little at a loss, and turned her head to go down.

"Zhanran?" With the sound of the glass door being pushed open, a gentle female voice sounded.

Zhan Ran was forced to stop, blushing like a shrimp, and looked over.

Fable is wrapped in a bathrobe, with crystal drops of water hanging on her slender and graceful neck, the wet hair on her temples sticks to her cold white side face, her almost dry hair is casually coiled behind her head, and those dark eyes seem to have been The hot air was dense with a layer of fog, and it was black.

(End of this chapter)