After the Global Evolution, I Stand at the Top of the Food Chain

014 / Seven Flows

Brother is gone. The pollution value on the detection table gradually decreased, giving Lu Yan a breather.

The length of the chain was just enough for Lu Yan to walk from the bedside to the toilet.

The eyeballs in the corner changed the direction of sight with Lu Yan's movements. It's uncomfortable to have someone staring at it all the time.

In addition to the bed, the bedroom also has a TV, desk, bookcase, and dresser.

The table was full of cosmetics and skin care products. Lu Yan took it out and took a look. The brand of the cream was Sea Blue Mystery.

Lu Yan only uses Longrich and Vaseline for his skin care, but he has also vaguely heard about the price of the mystery of sea blue.

This shows that my sister's usual life is very good.

There was no clock in the room, Lu Yan took out his phone and checked the time, it was 9 am.

The notification center alerted him to a text message.

Lu Yan opened it and saw that the sender was actually Lin Sinan.

"Where are you, why are you missing?"

The sun was shining outside the house, but the temperature inside was a bit low.

Lu Yan let out a sullen breath, but when he saw this text message, he felt a lot more at ease.

Since the dead "Lin Sinan" can still send text messages, it means that the Lin Sinan he saw is not the real Lin Sinan.

He kind of wanted to make a phone call back, but held back. People who do this kind of murder, unless the protagonist, usually don't survive ten minutes in horror movies.

To his surprise, there was an unfamiliar contact in the text message column of his mobile phone.

Remarks: Lu Jiahe.

The time frame for the information is December 2111.

Lu Yan opened it and saw that it was basically full of messages from the other party. He turned his fingers up and decided to start with the first one.

The first text message was dated 2109.

[You told me that there is a cram school after class, so I don't have to pick you up. But what's going on here? ]

[picture]

It looks like a candid shot. In the picture, there are only the backs of two people. It appears to be a man and a woman. The distance is normal, not too close.

[You tm find someone to supervise me again? 】

[I'm just worried about you. ]

【are you crazy. roll. 】

[Today is the memorial day of my parents, do you want to go to the grave with me. ]

[You still have the face to meet your parents? 】

[If it wasn't for you, my parents wouldn't have died. 】

[How are you at school? ]

[The teacher said that you had a fight with the girls in the class, what happened? ]

[I really don't worry about you like this, I'll go back to M City. Although M City is not as good as Beijing and Shanghai, it is convenient to take care of you. ]

【unnecessary. 】

It's really weird how the siblings get along.

Texting is basically a daily routine. However, there was almost a year in between without any news exchanges.

Lu Yan frowned slightly and turned to the end.

[Lu Yan. ]

[Where are you? answer me. ]

[Answering the phone. ]

[Don't abandon brother, please. ]

The mobile phone still has no internet connection. Lu Yan clicked into WeChat, which still contained his own contacts. It didn't become Lu Yan's WeChat.

He thought about it, turned on the TV in the bedroom, and tuned to the news station.

Sure enough, the lower left corner of the TV shows the current time.

July 21, 2111.

On TV, the anchor is reading local news.

"Recently, a bad criminal case occurred in our city..."

Lu Yan came to the desk with a fashion magazine on top. Next to the lamp is a row of nail polishes.

There was a transcript under the magazine, and Lu Yan's name came in second from the bottom.

It can be seen that her sister's grades are not good, no wonder Lu Jiahe is so worried.

Combined with her tone, the image of a little Taimei with a bad personality suddenly appeared in Lu Yan's mind.

There are three cabinets under the desk, all of which are locked.

Lu Yan didn't turn over the key, so he could only put his hands together and said to the air, "Offended."

Then, he punched each of the three cabinets.

There was a crackling sound.

The cabinet door was smashed to pieces.

Lu Yan took out what he wanted from the inside without changing his expression.

In the first cabinet is a group photo of only three people, a couple and a child. The boy's expression was extraordinarily restrained. But from his face, Lu Jiahe's shadow could be seen. The background is in "Akiyama Orphanage".

Below is an adoption registration form. Lu Jiahe's parents unfortunately died in the earthquake, and he was adopted by Lu Yan's parents who had no children.

In the second cabinet is a death notice.

When Lu Jiahe was a freshman, he missed the ticket back for the Spring Festival. Lu Yan's parents insisted to pick him up, but died in a car accident.

In the third cabinet is a diary.

Lu Yan turned to the first page and didn't have time to read the notes, the fonts were still very immature. The more I turned back, the more the handwriting and tone gradually became adult-like.

"Obviously I am my own! Obviously I am my own!"

"I'm not Lu Jiahe's sister."

"I said in front of other people today that Lu Jiahe's parents died and were adopted by my family. He looks very sad. I feel a little guilty... I'm sick of it, I'm sick of it!"

"This year's Spring Festival, I told Lu Jiahe not to come back. I want to spend time with my parents, not him."

"f**k, my parents have gone to pick up the death star."

…

…

Diary turned to the last page.

Lu Yan roughly understood the background of this dream.

Lu Yan was born in a patriarchal family. His parents could not have children for various reasons, so they adopted Lu Jiahe. Unlike ordinary adoptions, the children adopted by the Lu family were already older.

It stands to reason that this healthy and good-looking boy has never been short of adoption. But the strange thing is that every family that adopts Lu Jiahe will eventually encounter big and small misfortunes. Some are bankrupt at home, some are sick...so much so that Lu Jiahe has been returned to the orphanage three times.

year of adoption. Lu Yan is 6 years old and Lu Jiahe is 17 years old.

She didn't have any affection for this sudden brother, like a beast whose territory had been invaded, full of aggression.

But Lu Jiahe cherishes everything he can get now, studies hard, honors his parents, and is also learning how to be an older brother.

He tolerated every cry and anger from his sister.

But misfortune still befalls this family.

Lu Yan's parents died in a car accident on the way to pick up Lu Jiahe.

Fortunately, Lu Jiahe has been an adult for a long time and can already shoulder the responsibility of raising his sister - although it is still too early for him.

After losing his parents, Lu Jiahe was so protective of his only sister that he was almost morbid. Controlling making friends, controlling love, controlling everything about Lu Yan, and wanting her to live in a safe, sterile, and vacuum world.

He wanted to cut out his heart to show her how many blood vessels were beating in it, but his sister never opened her heart to him.

After entering the rebellious period, her sister's behavior became more and more perverse. But Lu Jiahe is not a brother after all, and discipline always seems powerless.

"Is this Lu Yan's dream or Lu Jiahe's dream?" Lu Yan closed the diary and fell into deep thought.

Lu Yan prefers that this is his sister's dream. Here, the installed surveillance is a nasty eye, and the protection of my brother is a chain attached to the body.

The only thing I don't quite understand is that if I am a younger sister, where is the real younger sister?

On TV, the news has come to an end.

"This is a vicious robbery and **** incident... The suspect Zhang's mother is the nanny of the Li family. He learned from his mother that Li often travels on business and the victim is the only one at home, so he has the idea of ​​burglary. The victim People are boarding at school on weekdays, but on the day they are truant and rest at home.”

"After the nanny found out, he assisted Zhang in destroying the body and deleted the surveillance. He lied that the victim ran away from home."

After the news, the TV made a loud noise and then turned into snowflakes.

It is said that dreams are the manifestation of the subconscious mind. Lu Yan didn't think that this was a piece of boring news that was broadcast casually.

He looked at the TV screen that had lost the signal, and his expression became weird: "...dead?"

Lu Yan studied for a long time and determined that he could not open the chains tied to his feet.

On the watch, his disease severity has risen to 33.7.

In addition to his arms, fish scales also grew on Lu Yan's back. Probably because of lack of water, the scales of the fish are raised, and the whole body hurts.

To some extent, the increased severity of the disease is not all bad. At least Lu Yan can clearly feel that his physical fitness has become stronger.

He was in a good mood, and even pulled out a fish scale to study it. I feel that depending on the color and shape, after I am completely diseased, there is a high probability of being a koi.

Koi is possessed, no wonder he has been lucky.

In the afternoon, there was a sound from the gate.

"Sister." Lu Jiahe's voice came from downstairs.

The data on Lu Yan's watch began to soar, Lu Jiahe opened the door,

There were more bloodstains on his body, and the black suit on his body was wet, and there was a bloodstain when he stepped on it.

Lu Jiahe's body had some distortions. In addition to the burning wounds, several bone spurs grew out of the **** back of the hand, like sharp knives.

"There are a lot of strange people in the city, and I feel that they are all going to harm you. But don't worry, my brother will kill them all." He said the most terrifying words with the gentlest expression. It's like talking about the weather today is fine.

Lu Jiahe: "I also stopped by the slaughterhouse to buy fresh meat and vegetables. It's been a long time since I cooked for you. Come down and eat."

When he heard the name of the slaughterhouse, Lu Yan couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Far in the A-level pollution area of ​​X City, it also has the same name. The owner of the slaughterhouse is a pig butcher.

Lu Yan had seen the photos of the slaughterhouse in the documentation. The factory was clean and tidy, and a human body was hung on a hook like pork, and the processing started with the conveyor belt. Ignoring things like the gut eyeballs in the waste bin on the side, it's actually very modern industrial aesthetics.

Lu Jiahe tied the chain to the corner of the table.

Because the kitchen was semi-open, Lu Yan was forced to visit Lu Jiahe's entire cooking process.

Lu Jiahe said: "I bought piglets today, and the meat is very good."

He didn't even need a knife, the snow-white bone blade rose and fell, and the baby's head fell to the ground. The child was about four or five months old and had already been processed in the slaughterhouse, gutting out the guts and eyes.

The way he handles corpses is no different from ordinary people cooking. It's just that there is no need to ignite, a light red flame emerges from Lu Jiahe's fingertips, and the roasted meat emits a scorching aroma due to Maillard's reaction. Spilled grease dripped onto the kitchen island.

At this moment, Lu Yan clearly felt the difference between people and pollutants.

Even if they look alike, in the eyes of pollutants, humans are "meat pigs".

Will there be a psychological burden for people to eat pork?

Even if the pig is in pain and fear because of this, it will be **** to clean the last drop of blood in the body before it dies, but this is a pig that was raised to eat.

The human flesh was brought up in the shape of lamb chops, which had been neatly cut into small cubes.

The western plate is studded with carrots and broccoli, medium rare, and drizzled with a bright red sauce made from some unknown source. There may still be pink muscle fibers in the incision.

Lu Jiahe stared at him like an abyss: "Sister, try it?"

Lu Yan didn't move his chopsticks, he said the first sentence of the day: "I can't eat it."

Lu Jiahe's expression was a little confused: "Does it taste bad?"

He stretched out his hand, the bone blade pierced into the flesh and blood, forked a small piece, and tasted it.

"Doesn't it taste good?" Lu Jiahe said, "You're not fat. Do you still need to lose weight? You are growing up, so don't be picky eaters."

When talking about the latter, Lu Jiahe's tone has become obviously severe, and there is a vague anger.

Lu Yan held the chopsticks and was silent for a long time.

He was thinking about a possibility, but if the inference was wrong, he might have to face the wrath of a pollutant with a pollution value of over 9999.

Judging from the current state, ten Lu Yan are not enough for Lu Jiahe's hand.

only…

Lu Yan lowered his head, looked at the human flesh on the plate, and threw his chopsticks directly on the table: "Do you mind me? Are you bothering me? I told you not to eat it, and I don't want to eat anything you make. I'm sick of seeing you!"

Lu Jiahe's expression froze, his shoulders shrugged, as if he was being scolded by a big dog.

"Then I'll give you some takeout...?"

"No, I don't want to eat." Lu Yan turned his head and said impatiently, "I'm not hungry."

Lu Jiahe's tone was lost: "...Okay."

Lu Yan stood up and wanted to go back to the room, but the chain on his ankle was affected.

The length of this chain shortened at the dining table, and only allowed him to take a step or two.

Lu Yan pointed at the chain and said, "I want to go back to my room and untie it."

His own mood was low, and the anger he just showed almost overdrawn his mood swings for the next week.

Lu Jiahe shook his head firmly: "No, you will definitely run away from home after you untie it. I won't let you go, it's dangerous outside."

Brother, you really have no self-awareness.

The things outside add up to no danger to you alone.

After just eating a meal, Lu Yan's lesion value had reached 49.2.

I don't know what would happen if I exceeded 100 in my dream. But Lu Yan could vaguely feel that it would not end well.

"When I finish dealing with those dangers, my sister can go back to school..."

"Lu Jiahe," Lu Yan said suddenly, "I'm not your sister."

It stands to reason that he should not be so impulsive. He originally thought that his sister was the master of the dream, but her sister was already dead.

Then the only option left was Lu Jiahe, and he really had no other way to wake him up.

If it drags on, the disease degree exceeds 100, and it is also death.

This sentence is like flipping a switch.

Outside the window, the bright sky just now turned gloomy with these words.

Lu Jiahe raised his head and narrowed his eyes slightly.

A trace of blood flashed in his dark eyes.

Lu Jiahe stood up and walked to Lu Yan step by step. The chain kept winding upwards, strangling Lu Yan's neck.

Lu Yan was strangled so hard that the smell of burning sulphur penetrated into his nostrils, causing his eyes to hurt.

His heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably. It had nothing to do with fear. It was the instinct of the prey in the face of the hunter.

Lu Jiahe put his hand on the back of Lu Yan's neck, rubbed it, and pulled out a layer of fish scales. Blood spilled out and wet the collar of his rear coat.

I have to say, it hurts. It's like pulling a tooth without anesthesia.

"Stop being angry," Lu Jiahe lowered his eyes and wiped away the physiological tears on Lu Yan's face with his **** hand, "Sister."