Love, death, and false man

Chapter 71, Section 67: Sense8 Hunt
2030 years.

10/15—10:17
Binhai No. 6 Middle School has reopened.

The cold wind swept through the city, and the gaps between buildings acted like sound tubes, rushing into Fang Yan's lungs as it passed over metal fences, making him a little more awake.

A life lived in fear cannot be called a real life.

After the tanker truck explosion, Fang Yan realized that the dead could not be brought back to life, and Xiao Long's memory in people's minds was gradually fading.

I apologized to Su Ci and the classmate whose seat I had taken. Although I was worried about the sniper because my life was in danger, it is undeniable that violence was used during the incident.

Fang Yan returned to his seat, entered all the important recent events into the logbook, and then stared blankly out the window.

Is the savior... watching me?
The lieutenant's specially granted leave has ended. If Xia Bing is right, after experiencing a high-intensity time-coordinated operation, no more high-risk missions will be assigned. Even privates with high psychological qualities need a buffer period. Every mission is high-risk. Considering the soldiers' initiative, there is a possibility that they will become deserters under long-term psychological pressure. Fighting with their backs to the wall is also a death, which is different from enjoying their last moments comfortably before death.

This time, the routine investigation task was arranged for a week. Since Fang Yan and Xia Bing's communication codes were temporarily merged, five suspicious targets were assigned to monitor and track.

Because of Fang Yan's special status, even though he doesn't need to study, he still has to maintain his attendance rate at Binhai No. 6 Middle School and attend classes four days a week.

The experienced Xia Bing was in charge of information matters. Although she took on a lot of responsibilities, he said that he could leave it to her. If he needed to kill someone or encountered an emergency, he should call Fang Yan and Fang Yan only needed to stay on standby.

Fang Yan is concerned about his reputation, so he plans to take leave the day after tomorrow to help out. The surveillance, tracking, and intimidation are not very dangerous, but if he is unlucky enough to encounter a tough nut to crack, it could be life-threatening.

Speaking of which...

The lieutenant hadn't summoned him in a long time; he hadn't seen the lieutenant since leaving the police station.

I don't know when the next summons will be, and whether the scarlet mystery code in my consciousness will be exposed then.
Despite her merit points increasing so quickly, Sylvia didn't have any questions. The additional message sent when assigning the mission was also very brief: "May your martial prowess be abundant."

Is the future war really that intense? We can't afford to focus on this anymore when we're busy coordinating other operations.

I had spoken to Sylvia face-to-face, even though it was inside the relay server; the consciousness of a person from the future can travel back to the past.

Fang Yan had a bold guess: if it was a large-scale organization, like the Salvation Army, since they could communicate with people from the past in real time, perhaps they could also directly possess the consciousness of ordinary people.

Fuck him to death...

The historical timeline is top secret and inaccessible to ordinary people; all of life seems like an illusion.

The entire history is a series of power struggles orchestrated by people who possess a [historical timeline]. What the hell are these people who know the truth doing?

Society in 2030 is too complex; it's a nightmare for intelligence agencies.

Once the college entrance exam is over in June 2032, everything will be fine. According to the Soul Absorber's algorithm, I will become an ordinary college student, able to lie low and have plenty of free time to explore... the secrets of the universe.

To uncover the root of this extremely ominous premonition.

This lesson is in English.

Fang Yan, who suffers from the "high school sophomore syndrome," has a disdain for all groups of people, believing them to be idiots. He used to think it was stupid to learn such useless things, but after more than a month of spying, he has come to realize that in order to understand the Yelaixiang tribe and master their habits, he has to learn their language.

It's the same principle as hunting down fake people; only by understanding their operating model can we completely dismantle and destroy them.

However, this has nothing to do with Fang Yan. As a member of the Salvation Army who hunts down false people, the real enemy comes from the surrounding area, from the dark depths hidden within civilization.

There is bad news and good news.

The bad news is...

Using his mind reading ability, Fang Yan finally managed to find someone on an urban legend website who had posted a prank about wanting to be raped by him.

The surprising fact is that it wasn't posted by a male classmate, but by a genuine girl.

Fang Yan's seat was in the third-to-last row from the left, by the window. And this woman sat in the last row from the left, by the window, always just one seat away from him. To be honest, it was quite creepy.

She was an unremarkable girl named Dai Lili. Although she wasn't as tall as the girl from Yuanyue Academy, she was still considered tall among girls, around 165 cm. She had a retro-style braided hairstyle, and her hair clips were cute animal-patterned. She had slight freckles around her nose, wore black-rimmed glasses, and her skin was unnaturally white. Upon closer inspection, she was quite pretty, but her expression was too gloomy, as if she were pressing down on the surrounding air, giving off a negative emotional energy aura that made people not want to get close.

When Fang Yan noticed this, he turned around and their eyes met. The eerie gaze that locked onto the target and remained completely still made Fang Yan's scalp tingle.

Ju-on, Ring, or whatever it was, it had a strangely creepy feel to it, like a supernatural movie. Wearing a school uniform over her clothes was standard, but she was wearing a somewhat classic plain-colored knee-length skirt, little leather shoes, and white bubble socks. What a dark, literary girl.

I initially thought Beaker was the kind of tough guy who liked to hang out with guys, which is why she said such outrageous things. It's not that this woman isn't tough; on the contrary, she's gone too far and played too much, little sister.

Fang Yan felt that if you displeased her, she would really scream, cry, laugh, and try to stab you with scissors.

I haven't spoken a word to her yet. Just keep things as they are and don't have any contact with her. I appreciate your recognition, but I don't want to die yet. I've already suppressed my extreme sexual repression.

It was fine before he noticed, but after he did, Fang Yan felt uneasy, as if a cold chill was running down his back and that someone was watching him.

We can only adapt slowly.

The good news is…

Fang Yan typed rapidly on his phone, chatting animatedly with Ye Yutang from Yuanyue Academy, who was one-eighth of his ambiguous romantic interest. Ye Yutang said she was on her way.

This incredibly amazing woman left Fang Yan speechless. Sometimes she would say things that were very flirtatious, and now she was doing it all to solve an urban legend. Whether she was using this as an excuse to woo him was still unknown.

In short, I need to see Ye Yutang after school at noon. She says she has an extreme lack of security, but the truth is that her extremely abnormal soul fire characteristics can even defeat a freak like Andy. I was just playing a supporting role.

And at this moment.

Classroom of Grade 11, Class 1.

Nie Shan discovered that the waters at No. 6 Middle School were too deep. A few days ago, on her first day after transferring schools, something happened, and it happened in the next classroom to a guy named Xiao Long.

[Soulfire Strength: 1919 Joules.]

Peak intensity: 2448 joules.

His own soul fire was extremely strong, not to mention the genetic recombination.

Unlike those who use gravitational particle accelerators to alter their genes, I am a genetically engineered warrior who has undergone complete modification in a petri dish.

Given that even a man like Lu Cheng died tragically at No. 6 Middle School, he could not underestimate his opponent. Luo Di's order was to completely suppress No. 6 Middle School and proceed cautiously.

Due to the principle of non-contact, Nie Shan was unsure exactly how many of his accomplices were at No. 6 Middle School, but there were two who were in the same screening agency as him and could be directly called upon.

He has already begun his investigation, looking into the connections between all the deceased, the locations of the deaths, and the fact that the two people who died in the school building were both from Class 2 of the second year of high school, in the next classroom. One of them was eliminated by Lu Cheng, and the other was probably a suicide.

The locations where he was murdered are all intriguing, either on the rooftop of the performance hall or in the warehouse below the rooftop of the stadium.

It seems the killer has developed a path dependency, and the similarity between the two is that smokers often cluster in the fire escape routes of both.

After some reasoning, I've got some clues. Let's investigate slowly.

The auditorium, which is rarely used, can be closed, but the stadium cannot, and smokers continue to smoke there.

10/15—10:20
The bell rang for the end of the second-to-last class in the morning. Nie Shan stood up from his seat, checked the weapons on his person, and decided to go have a smoke.

Classroom of Grade 11, Class 2.

Fang Yan was tempted by the prospect of a date with a beautiful girl at noon. He stood up, checked the water blade arm armor hidden in his school uniform sleeve, and the pistol on his waist. Since that was the case, he decided to go have a smoke.

(End of this chapter)