The Mechanic [BL]

[75]

Chapter 75 - The New God (4)

Zhang Xun's physical strength recovered little by little, but he never saw Adam again. Until one night, he drank a glass of water that the nurse had poured for him and he fell into a drowsy sleep. When he woke up, he found that his eyes were blindfolded by something and his body seemed to be in a sitting position, but he couldn't move and his arms and legs were bound.

He panicked and wanted to open his mouth to shout but found that there was tape over his mouth.

Cold sweat dripped from his forehead and panic filled his blood vessels, making his scalp tingle. He struggled hard and made strange noises, but no one responded to him.

There was the rumbling sound of an engine and his body was constantly bumping up and down. He must be in a car...

Where were they taking him?

Zhang Xun forced himself to calm down and adjusted his breathing to suppress the panic a little. Adam wasn't dead, but was seriously injured. The Round Table would have wanted to block the news, but the doctors and nurses who were helping to treat and care for Adam couldn't possibly be unaware of the truth. To ensure that the least amount of people knew about it, they had the same group of people taking care of Zhang Xun.

The Sixth Chief would want to get rid of Zhang Xun, because Zhang Xun knows Adam's true intentions. If this news spread, people would be alerted and the trust in Adam that was finally established in Lost Paradise would be shaken and have a serious impact on their plans. There was only one possible reason for why he had survived until now - Adam wouldn't let the Sixth Chief touch him.

The Sixth Chief didn't have the ability to control Adam, so he could only compromise.

So his life shouldn't be in danger, but at the same time, they couldn't let him run out and talk nonsense. They had to keep him in an isolated place where he wouldn't be a hindrance in their plans. So he was blindfolded and his hands and feet were tied to prevent him from taking the opportunity to make trouble again.

After thinking about it, this was the most likely possibility and Zhang Xun finally calmed down a little.

The facts were not far from his speculation. After the car stopped, someone came over to untie the restraints on his feet and then pushed him forward for a distance.

The cold air quickly dissipated, meaning he should now be indoors. The weightlessness meant he was riding an elevator and most likely descending. After the elevator stopped, there was about ten minutes of walking before he stopped.

It was quiet here, so quiet that he could only hear some white noise from machinery running and exhaust fans. The air was filled with a cold and damp smell of rust, like a factory that had been abandoned for a long time.

He heard the sound of iron gates closing, one by one, gradually fading away as he gradually lost his freedom.

The cloth on his eyes was torn off and the sudden, dim, yellow light still made his eyes sting and it took a while for him to get used to the surrounding environment.

The enclosed room, which was strikingly similar to Adam's, even had an identical one-way mirror. The same wallpaper, the same leather sofa, the same sheet pattern.

The soldier who brought him in pulled over his body forcefully, released the handcuffs that bound his hands behind Zhang Xun and then turned to go out and locked the door.

Zhang Xun was a little stunned and looked around slowly. He knew it wasn't the Lab, the smell was different and the furniture was obviously newer, lacking the unintentional wear and tear of the years. He walked slowly to the one-way mirror, looked at his thin and pale face and put his hand on the cold glass.