The other side of the perfect world

#37

"What conditions?"

Not daring to relax for a moment, Kou knew that Sibyl would not let him go so easily.

"We can set you free. From now on, you will no longer be hunted down by Sibyl as a potential criminal. However, you must prevent Sibyl from leaking secrets while ensuring the safety of the clones, and keep the people around you Makishima Shōgo is also entrusted to us. From now on, whether you live or die, everything about Makishima Shōgo will have nothing to do with you."

"..."

The huge space was dominated by silence at this moment, the temperature in the hall seemed to drop below freezing point, and the air conditioner lost its value.

Sibylla meant it, and Sly knew it.

"Freedom" - the treasure that the citizens of the whole city are not entitled to have since birth, now, this treasure is in front of his eyes, tempting the selfish factor in his soul.

Putting down the gun, he put one hand into the pocket of his coat, and took a few steps cunningly, as if racking his brains to weigh the pros and cons.

"Not a bad idea!"

Suddenly, Makishima's voice forced him to stop.Turning around and leaving He Sheng Yangzong with his straight back, he took Makishima's hand and turned his head, his black pupils were like polished shining stones.

"Freedom is good, but I can't let go of this guy!"

Snapped--

When the darkness took away his sight, his body was suddenly pulled by a force, and Makishima ran unconsciously.In the rear, one can imagine how flustered the Sibilla system and those drones would be under this sudden power outage.

"Gao Yuming did this too?"

He didn't need to see the person who was pulling him to run ahead, he could be sure that the person was cunning just by the touch of his palm.

"That's right, you paid too well. I just sent a blank text message with the mobile terminal in my coat pocket, and he understood."

"Hehe, as smart as Cui Qiucheng!"

"Don't praise other men in front of me!"

In the darkness came a cunning growl, and Makishima's lips were drawn into a happy arc.

"It's so dark, do you know where to go?"

"It will light up soon, and Gao Yuming can only fight for us for 3 minutes at most."

"so?"

"So we have to rush to the central control room within 3 minutes... Attention, we are at the stairs."

Can't help but wonder if the 3D modeling of this TV station is embedded in the brain of the cunning, Makishima quickly ran up the stairs with his intuition and cunning's navigation.

"It's really capable..."

Having lost power, Kronakijima, who was in the dark, carelessly fiddled with the USB flash drive in his hand that glowed with light blue light——

The truth of the Sibyl system lies within.

This should be regarded as the last gift given to him by the person who made him, right?It's almost Christmas after all.

Closing his eyes, in this brief moment, he seemed to hear the Christmas song "Jingle Bells" that was well-known in the past.It is said that Jesus is the holy son who can save all living beings. Even if it is true, I am afraid that he would have given up his fallen soul long ago, right?

A smile appeared, if it wasn't for the power outage, the sad self-mockery would not be hidden.

With one second to go and three minutes to go, Koujima and Makishima rushed to the door of the central control room.

Then, the lights came on!

The door slammed open, and the muzzle of the black hole scanned the room—it was empty.

"You stay here."

A suspicious smell clogged his nostrils, and after Cui Nian told Makishima, he walked slowly to the control room alone.

not here?How can it be……

Just when he questioned his own judgment, something suddenly flew over, like a sharp knife, cutting his line of sight in half.

Attention is distracted!

Because that thing left a clear shadow in Sly's black pupil - a USB flash drive.

stab-

With a pain in his wrist, the gun slipped from his hand, and the blade of the razor brushed against the brow bone. At the same time, Koneko's raised leg was blocked by Krone Makishima's hard arm.

However, Clone Makishima was not calm, because the moment he appeared, he became Makishima's prey.

Swah——

Barely bending over to dodge Razor's sneak attack, the clone saw Sora and a flying kick landed in the cunning stomach, but he himself took a punch from Makishima.

"Tsk!"

With one against two, he felt powerless, and after being slapped twice on the shoulder by the gnaw, he staggered and fell to the ground.The pistol suddenly came into view, as if he had been given a shot in the arm. He seized the pistol at the right time, rolled on the ground, and picked up the USB flash drive that was thrown out earlier.

pop-

A gunshot rang out, and a bullet brutally hit Qiao Nian's right leg, and blood flowed down the trousers.However, Cunning became more and more courageous. A forward kick hit Klonma Island's hand, and the pistol fell to the ground with a clang again.Immediately afterwards, Makishima's razor swept horizontally, and a few silver-white hairs floated down, and a bloody scar was drawn on the clone's forehead.

"cut!"

At the same time, the clone kicked Makishima down with a roundabout kick, and rushed out in the blink of an eye.

Covering his legs, Cunningly gritted his teeth in pain, and even his palms couldn't help shaking.

Seeing this, Makishima reached out to help Qiaogna but was stopped.

"Leave me alone... go after that guy, and never let him run away..."

The golden pupil reflected the expression of the wounded man who regarded death as home, and Makishima knew that only killing the clone would be the greatest comfort to Kouya.Nodding vigorously, he chased after him without saying a word.

The thick smell of blood made the air sweet and spicy. Sniper pulled out a small knife from his pocket, and forcibly dug out the bullet embedded in the flesh and blood of his calf without any anesthesia.

Accompanied by a subdued groan, the bullet rolled down with a thud.

After dressing the wound in the quickest and easiest way, he picked up the gun, his eyes burning.

when!

The razor clashed with the razor, and the sparks between the blades were like lightning, stabbing the eyes.

The clone who was running all the way but was still being caught up, and Makishima who was running all the way and finally caught up with the prey—the two were standing in a large green grass field covered by the towering body of the TV station.

Exactly the same looks, exactly the same clothes, exactly the same weapons——

Is this a coincidence, or fate?Maybe the two Makishima Shrines themselves can't explain it clearly!

"Why help that guy! Do you think you can get rid of loneliness with him?"

The fist hit hard, but was scattered by the palm of his hand.

"No... I just found a reason not to be bored with this world."

The flying kick hit the opponent's abdomen, but the jaw was hit by the opponent-the battle between oneself and oneself will always be a lose-lose situation.

"Hmph, you're just using him! That person told me that sooner or later you will repeat the same mistakes. A guy like you can't have a real understanding. You will be alone until you die!"

Ferocious roars, ferocious expressions, ferocious weapons...everything is ferocious as if it came from hell, bringing distorted hatred.

"Then what about you? A fake that was artificially made, do you dare to say that you are not alone?"

"That's right! So I'm going to kill you! I can liberate you if I kill you! Just kill you!"

stab-

"Well!"

Blood spurted out, instantly staining the left lower abdomen red.At the same time, another stream of blood built a bright red bridge in the air, and the opponent's chest seemed to have undergone a major operation, and a long knife mark at an angle of 35° suddenly appeared.

"Makishima—"

At this moment, the belated cunning appeared.

"kill him!"

One of the two who were also wounded yelled at Gnaw.

"kill him!"

Another person shouted the same words in the same tone and the same voice.

The cunning who raised the gun was stunned!

The wind whizzed past, and the large grassland in front of him turned from emerald green to gray in an instant, but the two men in front of them didn't change their faces as easily as the grass.

Flaws, and none of them.

"Sly, you can't even tell me apart, right? Didn't we go to Gao Yuming's house together to ask him for help, or did I pay for it? Did you forget?"

One of them, Makishima, asked aggressively.

Jian Mei frowned with uneven wrinkles, and moved the muzzle of the gun to another Maki Island.

"What about you? Have something to say?"

"Ah……"

Unexpectedly, the other Makishima grinned and smiled.

"I have nothing to say."

boom--

The insects in the grass were frightened and wanted to fly up, and the sound of gunshots and voices disappeared together.Between heaven and earth, quiet down.

The clouds drifted past, washing the sky, presenting the long-lost blue.The wind no longer blows, and the grass returns to its original color—green, which is its original color.

"why……"

The dying man lying on the ground stared at his tearful eyes, spitting blood unwillingly.

"Because you're too wordy."

Putting away the gun, Qiao Niao moved his eyes to look at the one who survived, messy hair, ragged clothes, bleeding wounds, and a calm look... Just looking at this man like this, he couldn't help but feel distressed.

"Are you all right? Makishima."

"If it was me that shot just now, I'm in trouble."

The hanging heart hit the ground, and Makishima sighed quietly, covering the wound on his lower left abdomen.

"Why, why... what..."

Underfoot, the clone is still alive, as if it cannot leave this world without hearing the real reason.In this regard, cunning scratched his hair helplessly.

"You can't wait to prove yourself. Although the example you gave is indeed a shared memory between me and Makishima, there are many more meaningful things than that..."

Having said that, Koujiu gave Makishima a mischievous wink, and Makishima just smiled knowingly.

"In the case of having doubts about you, Makishima's answer confirmed my guess even more - 'There is nothing to say', in order not to weaken my judgment, these four words are the most concise way to clarify ...how are you satisfied?"

His eyes calmly looked down at the clone lying on the ground. After a while, a smile appeared on the face that had lost too much blood and smelled of mud and grass——

This is, the last smile.

"I see……"

Trembling, he took something out of his coat pocket, and the clone twisted its neck with the last of its strength, even if it was stabbed by a sharp grass tip, it didn't care.As if he finally became relaxed, the hatred in the golden pupils was gradually diluted by the water, and his relieved gaze shifted from cunning to Makishima——

The other self is still alive, such an ending, maybe everyone is happy!

"Maki...shima...the person who saved...yours...and the person who made me...he..."

flutter--

Tongue, stiff.

The straight trajectory was clearly printed in Sly's eyes, it was the sprint of the bullet!

Turning his head to look, Klongmao Island has completely died.Death came unexpectedly.

This false life created by human hands was finally destroyed by human hands. For the first time, Makishima felt an indescribable sadness.What was the man who was closest to me genetically, similar to his clone, thinking when he was dying?

He was puzzled.

On the other side, Qiao Nian had the illusion of an indeterminate time bomb strapped to his body-uneasy, lingering.

After all, who is...

Looking far away, he climbed up all the way, along the towering body of the TV station, and climbed to the top floor.

On the top floor, there is a man.

Wearing his hat on one side, he was putting the disassembled sniper rifle parts into the box.At this time, the mobile terminal rang.

"I said, M-chan, what are you doing? I haven't seen you all day today, do you know that I'm very lonely when I wake up and can't see you, ah~ah..."

"Ming, I'm just going to correct the mistakes I made, so I'll go back."

"Wrong? What's wrong? What are you doing behind my back..."

Turning off the mobile terminal resolutely, M was too lazy to listen to Gao Yuming's nonsense.Standing up, looking down at the grass below like a green silk scarf, the figure on the grass looks like an inconspicuous pattern on the silk scarf, or just a piece of dirty dirt.

"As a result, let alone evolution, you can't even beat these two humans... Sibilla..."

It seemed that the parents were preaching to the unsatisfied children, but the voice was muted by the sudden strong wind.

The clouds are rolling and the clouds are relaxing, the sky has undergone a transformation from blue and white to tile blue and then to orange red, and now it is as black as ink that can't be sucked dry.But never mind, it also has the moon, the stars, and artificial light.

When the lights are on, compared with the dullness of the day, at night, the whole city seems to be waking up with excitement.

Walking in the noisy urban area, there are shops decorated with Christmas projections on both sides. Even though there is still nearly half a month before December 12, the festive atmosphere has already entered the streets and alleys.

Kona Shinya and Makishima Shōgo are taking a walk.

"Speaking of which, what are you going to do with that USB drive?"

"Well... as a talisman is a good choice."

Shaking the USB flash drive tied with a blue rope, his cunning smile was as dazzling as the colored lights on the side of the road.This rope was woven for him by Makishima himself, and it may give him more meaning of "protection" than the USB drive itself.

"Anyway, Sibila is a lot more peaceful now, at least we don't have to eat cup noodles in the shabby safe house anymore."

"Yes, but your existence is a threat to Sibilla!"

While talking, Makishima took out a few fruit candies from his coat pocket and threw a strawberry flavored one into his mouth.It was bought by Qiao Nian for him, as a return gift that he paid Gao Yuming tens of millions of dollars back and forth.

"With you here, Sibyl can do nothing for me."

After finishing speaking with a smile, he took Makishima's hand, hesitated for a while, and finally took a lime-flavored fruit juice candy from his palm.

For some reason, since the death of Kung Maki Island, He Sheng Yang Zong stopped chasing and killing him, and even walking upright under the surveillance cameras would not attract the dispatch of the Criminal Division of the Public Security Bureau, as if he also possessed the physique of exoneration, and became a The transparent man in Sibylah's eyes.

In the end, what considerations did this omnipotent system acquiesce in his existence?He was puzzled by this.

"So I'm your shield?"

Hearing Makishima's question, he shook his head and put the candy in his mouth.Perhaps because the sugar was too sweet, even the answer that followed seemed to be covered with a layer of cream, which was extremely sweet and greasy.

"It's not a shield, but a lucky thing. Meeting you...is my luck!"

"Ah……"

The wind gently brushed over Makishima's smile.

Raise your eyes, not far ahead, a tall and straight Christmas tree projection stands in the center of the square, decorated with golden gifts all over the body, surrounded by children, alive and kicking, they obviously haven't realized the cruelty of this world. age.Makishima couldn't help but wonder, when these children grow up, will there be anyone who will doubt or even despair about such a world?

"Don't think about complicated things when you look at something so beautiful."

Beside his ears, the cunning and steady voice wove into a net, which caught his attention.

"yes……"

For the first time to unload the burden of thought, Makishima suddenly found that emptying the mind is a kind of physical and mental liberation.Turning his head to look to the side, Qiao Nian was staring straight ahead, his sharp-edged face was caressed by a touch of warmth, and became round.

This man who has been peering into the abyss will try to look at the beauty in the future, right?

Convinced so firmly, Makishima took the initiative to hold Kouchi's hand.

The two of them, who put an end to the killing, are walking towards the unreal but still beautiful Christmas tree——

A new beginning, at the moment the story ends, is born.

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The full text is over~ The three extra articles are included in the fanbook, and it is estimated that the fanben will be sold in the first ten days of March. O(∩_∩)O~