Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

Outside the laboratory, after Furuya Rei took Miyano Shiho into the car, he put away his umbrella and blind stick, slowly patted his wet sleeves, and accidentally touched a hard object.

He thought about it and it seemed to be the box that Shiho had been holding in her hand.

"Shiho, what's in the box?" He tilted his head slightly and asked curiously.

Miyano Shiho placed her hands on the box, looking at her brother with a complicated expression. She lowered her voice and said distressedly, "It's all your information from the laboratory."

Furuya was at a loss. What information could he have in the laboratory that was so important that Shiho would carry it with her?

Physical examination data?

Blood sample?

Oh, now I remember, it was the experience of being brainwashed and experimented on, as well as the physical damage.

He rubbed his temples. Every time he changed his character, he felt like a brand new self. The previous experiences did not leave any trace in his heart, but there was nothing wrong with his memory, only the emotions were diluted.

It's like the heartbreaking thing has become as insignificant as what you ate last week.

He pondered for a moment and chuckled.

This was good. Although he was confined to the system space every time he experienced something bad, it wasn't really a struggle. But he wouldn't refuse to live without a burden.

Well, dark history experiences don’t count.

That kind of thing is something that will ruin your society every time you mention it.

"Sir, are we going back to the Big Black Building now?" the bartender suddenly asked while sitting in the driver's seat.

"kindness."

The car started, and Fūya Ling knocked on the box next to his arm and said to the girl, "It's almost dawn. You've been up all night. Rest for a while. I'll call you when we get there."

Miyano Shiho clutched the box tightly and shook her head in refusal: "Brother, take a rest first."

She thought with regret that her brother was too trusting.

He was blind and couldn't see, and the driver in the car was a stranger. What if that person had other intentions and fell asleep again, wouldn't his brother be in danger?

She should cheer up and be prepared for possible dangers.

Fūya Reiichi's head was filled with confusion, and every cell and every inch of blood in Shiho's body was telling of her sleepiness.

She had been doing experiments all day and was frightened by the explosion in the laboratory at night. Her eyelids were fighting each other, but she was still forcing herself not to sleep.

What are the kids thinking about?

Feeling the alertness conveyed in her emotions, Fūya Rei thought carefully, then focused his attention on the bartender. He laughed dumbly with a hint of sadness in his face.

Shiho has really grown up.

At the age of fourteen, you should be a happy and carefree junior high school student, instead of thinking about so many issues of life and death.

"Shiho."

Miyano Shiho turned her head and saw her brother's eyes slightly raised with a gentle smile, which made her feel as if she had seen the artist Toru again.

"After the lab exploded, were there any of your runaway brain cells in the rubble? Otherwise, how could you become so stupid and not even know how to rest when you're tired?"

Miyano Shiho, dazed but trying to stay awake:? ?

Listen, listen to yourself, are you speaking human language?

She woke up instantly and her face turned red with anger.

The next moment, her vision went dark, and a dry, warm hand covered her eyes. A gentle voice with a sigh rang in her ears: "Go to sleep, the driver wouldn't dare betray me. Don't worry too much, it will make you age prematurely, Shiho."

Miyano Shiho allowed herself to fall into a sweet dream in a daze. Before her consciousness fell into darkness, she was still worried in her heart whether Toru could take her away safely.

After all, Che Ge was too sharp-tongued, and she was worried that Che Ge would accidentally offend the driver, causing the driver to get angry and cause a car accident with Che Ge.

Before she could think too much, she fell asleep completely, and her breathing became long and rhythmic.

After realizing she was truly asleep, Furuya Rei gently withdrew his hand and whispered, "Drive slower."

The driver nodded slightly without saying anything.

Fūya Rei leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and his consciousness followed the vague connection to his clone Amuro Hikaru.

In Chiyoda Ward, the dull eyes of a blond child who was watching cartoons at home suddenly flashed and became lively.

Those ignorant and silly eyes and eyebrows also seemed full of spirit and a sense of steadiness.

He checked the time. It was five forty.

At this time, the nanny has not arrived yet.

He picked up an umbrella from the shelf, put on rain boots and a raincoat, and took out a finger-long fruit knife from under the coffee table and put it on his body for self-defense.

He stood up, opened the door, held up an umbrella, hailed a taxi, and headed towards Nezu Shrine.

How could he possibly trust the police to confront the organization!

He couldn't stop Gin as a leader, nor could he reveal his undercover identity to assist the police. All he could use at this time was his clone.

From the Medical Building to Chiyoda, Gin and his team wanted to complete the mission before dawn. From the Medical Building to Chiyoda, they could only set up an ambush near Nezu Shrine. Going further would become more troublesome.

So, he had to rush there as quickly as possible.

Located one kilometer outside Nezu Shrine.

This road is lush with trees and has wide roads, but it is quite remote and rarely visited on weekdays.

At this moment, the police convoy was changing direction, with the leading car becoming the rear car. The cars in the middle were moving forward in unison, protecting the others behind.

In the heavy rain, suddenly thick smoke flew over from the traffic blocking the road in the distance.

In the early morning when visibility was low, heavy rain blocked the view, and after the thick white gas spread, it blocked everyone's vision.

The convoy was blocked on this road, unable to move forward or backward.

A traffic broadcast reported that there was a car accident on the road to Nezu Shrine, and asked everyone to take a detour.

Seeing the taxi driver turning on the turn signal and about to take a detour, Xiaoguang, who was sitting in the back seat, immediately said to the driver: "No need to take a detour, I'm just going to the location of the accident to look for someone."

The driver was a woman in her thirties. She was stunned when she heard this, and a trace of pity appeared in her eyes. "You are just a child, it's not good for you to go there. Do you have any other relatives? I can take them over."

Xiaoguang's eyes passed through the pity on the woman's face, knowing that she mistakenly thought that his relatives were where the car accident happened. He said, "The people I care about are all there. Auntie, can you take me there quickly?"

The fact that the female driver was able to offer some advice was a touch of warmth in this cold society.

Since she was rejected, she stopped asking questions and instead increased the speed of the car.

Around Nezu Shrine, after the passing vehicles were stopped, the road section shrouded in white fog seemed to have become a mysterious isolated island.

Kenji Hagiwara sat in the car, took out his cell phone and checked it, but the signal had been blocked, which meant that they could not contact the police to request reinforcements.

If we are not careful, everyone will die here.

He looked solemn and could only hope that the police would react as soon as possible.