dramatic death

At the same time, Central City, Hexagon Loft.

The mechanical girl sleeping in the basement of the hexagonal attic opened her eyes to the distant bell.

She is like a young and unworldly mermaid, with a soft figure and a pair of crystal clear eyes.She floated in the column that ran through the entire attic from top to bottom, and listened for a while, then suddenly swung her slender legs upstream.

The setting sun in the evening left deep and shallow light spots through the window lattice, she passed through the golden liquid filled with columns, and stayed on the top floor of the hexagonal attic.

It was a girl's boudoir.

The bright red curtains are tied on both sides, and the ambiguous sunset falls over the window lattice and falls on the desk made of mahogany.The girl floated in the closed column and looked at the familiar things in front of her eyes. She carefully tested and put her hand on the place where the sun fell.

She could only touch the cold surface of the column, but she was writing something with her arms waving as if she was holding a pen on the desk.

"Want to go out?"

someone asked.

The girl shivered and withdrew her fingers, stepping back on the golden water waves and bumping into the other side of the pillar.The uninvited guest who disturbed her came in from the outside, stepped on the setting sun on the desk, and there was a warm light in his eyes.

"Want to go out?" He smiled and jumped off the desk, walking towards the pillar where the girl was imprisoned.The young mechanical girl dodged in panic. She tried to return to her own underground palace along the way she came, but she couldn't help but miss the soft light of the setting sun.

She looked back and forth between the aisle and the uninvited guest, tears rolled from her bright red eyes, like a panicked "human".

The man couldn't help laughing out loud.

He raised his hand, and put his palm against the place where the girl had just landed. A tiny electric current penetrated his glove and crawled into his nerves, like countless tiny bugs burrowing into his heart.

"Want to go out?" He ignored the throbbing pain in his heart and asked again.

The girl didn't answer.

She stopped her flustered movements, and quietly floated in the golden yellow liquid. The snow-white long skirt was like a fragile fish tail, swinging, bringing her to the man.

The man saw her eyes.

Those inorganic eyes were like a piece of warm amber, filled with the azure color of the setting sun, but the man knew that the data information of the entire Central City was hidden in these eyes, and this child was given the name "eve". It is the "heart" of Central City and is much more expensive than amber.

He laughed softly, no longer repeated monotonous inquiries, but turned sideways to let out the scenery behind him.

"Like it?" he asked, "What were you thinking just now?"

The dots of soft sun fell into Eve's bright red eyes. She put her hands on the pillar in front of her and looked up at the small world outside the window.

She stopped looking at the man, opened her thin lips slightly, and her voice diffused through the liquid medium around her body to reach the underground processor, and then penetrated the entire city's network, accurately finding the source of the man's signal.

Messy light spots overflowed the mobile terminal on the man's wrist, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, a series of strange numbers were visualized.

96: 42: 57:

It was a series of countdowns.

……

"What do these numbers represent?"

Six minutes before 18:00, in the commercial street of Central City, Xu Jingchen was squatting on the ground looking at the soldier doll with great interest.

About 10 minutes ago, at around 17:45, this little thing let out a strange shrill laugh at the scene of the crime, not only broke its head like a ghost doll, but also gushed out from places like its neck. A lot of Yinhong data streams.

Those data streams deliberately imitating blood made people's stomachs churn, and then silently condensed in midair, forming a virtual light screen with 97:00:00 written on it.

It has now become 96:51:03.

While studying the countdown timer protruding from the doll's neck, Xu Jingchen fiddled with its head that fell on the ground like an iron gall, and occasionally turned on the mobile terminal to count the time, as if he had discovered some novel toy.

"Do you think that as soon as the countdown is over, someone on the earth will explode into a firework?" Xu Jingchen asked, "Or worse, this is the death knell of the end of the world. Once it reaches zero, we will all explode on the spot .”

Fatty Liang wiped off his sweat, feeling that his life was in danger. He replied dryly, "No way." Then he saw Xu Jingchen get up and pulled out the sword in the soldier doll's hand.

A cold current ran up Fatty Liang's back, and he seemed to hear someone screaming in the depths of his soul.

"Can you fucking stop being cheap?!!!!!!!!!"

I said it? !

The ear-piercing scream poured into the eardrums, and Fatty Liang staggered from the shock. He thought it was because he hadn't opened the door, and he was so frightened that he let out a breath.Unexpectedly, when he turned his head, Xu Jingchen was looking out of the toy store with deep eyes, his eyes were not bright, and the corners of his lips were not smiling anymore. He was trapped in the ruins of the fire, silent like a statue.

The setting sun was like blood, and Fatty Liang looked out following Xu Jingchen's line of sight. The old man in a white coat was standing at the door with a cane, pointing at Xu Jingchen and yelling.

"Put it down, let it go! Do you know how precious research material it is?! Whether you can find the clues depends on it! You little bastard, put it down for grandpa!"

The picture is so beautiful, I dare not look at it.

Fatty Liang shuddered, and before he could take two steps back with his shaking legs, Xu Jingchen fixed his gaze on the spot.

"Officer Liang," Xu Jingchen smiled like a spring breeze in March.He stood up, holding the toy sword, threw it away as if playing a mischievous, and then held it in his hand, "This is..."

Only then did Fatty Liang come to his senses, the scene of the crime was cordoned off, who is this old man?

The uniformed security guards were still standing at the door with their backs to the toy store. A bright yellow cordon shot out from the city surveillance system suspended in mid-air, wrapping the scene of the incident into a pansi hole in two or three clicks.Fatty Liang straightened his police cap, stepped on a pile of tattered wreckage while walking and brewing, until his feet stood still in front of the old man, and then squeezed out a smirk from his round face.

His fat flesh squeezed his eyes into narrow lines, and his voice was so greasy that it was reflexively disgusting.He said: "Grandpa, we are in a dangerous area. You see, the cordon is pulled. Why don't we go outside and have a chat?"

The old man didn't even glance at him, his eyes were firmly locked on Xu Jingchen's hands.Fatty Liang rubbed his sweaty hands on his trousers, moved his fat belly to block the old man's searchlight-like eyes, took a deep breath, and planned to start with a set of "Sensitization with Reason and Motivation with Emotion", using his own With a three-inch tongue, he recited the three consecutive words of persuasion from the aunt of the neighborhood committee.

However, I didn't expect that when I looked up, I saw a little girl standing outside the cordon.

The little girl looked to be in her early twenties, with a curvy disheveled body, protruding front and back, and short black hair hanging over her shoulders.

Fatty Liang's eyes were straightened, and he couldn't help swallowing with his neck stuck.Unexpectedly, the girls outside the cordon had an astonishingly high vision sensitivity. Liangzhou hadn't been smashed yet, but they had already been caught on the other side.

The little girl outside the cordon froze for a moment, then turned her head and gave him a standard smile.

In the evening, the setting sun was as red as fire, and the heroic girl stood upright, her uniform was so white that it reflected light, and there were two dimples on her face when she smiled.

Fatty Liang was dazzled by the beauty for a moment, then took a closer look, well, it's over, this girl is from the Academy of Sciences.

It is not quite right to say that it is the Academy of Sciences. The girl is indeed a soldier with a star on her shoulder, not a temporary worker at the door.In the early days of the new era, Fatty Liang vaguely remembered that there was such a team of powerful leading cadres who were stuffed into the Academy of Sciences. He usually listened to the head of the department talking about the good treatment, but now that he met him, he was so shocked .

He "tsk tsk" in his heart, wondering if he could be treated well?Don't even look at how old this girl is, the string on her shoulders can scare him to sit on the ground.

Fatty Liang's heart was pounding, but he walked past with a sideways smile on his face.He pondered in his stomach for a while, and roughly figured out the identity of the old man, and lowered his voice, with a low-browed cowardice in his whole body: "Sir, the scene is dusty, I let the children below Please invite the old gentleman to have a cup of tea opposite, do you think it is appropriate?"

The little girl blinked her eyes and said nothing, but someone from the hover car spoke.The setting sun covered the gravel and black soil everywhere, coating the newly parked suspension car by the road with a layer of gold. Fatty Liang squinted his eyes and followed the prestige. In the backlight, a young man with a thin waist and long legs got off the suspension vehicle and was striding forward. to the scene.

He said: "If you can please move, you can try it."

The young man was wearing a reflective white military uniform, and a pair of black boots stomped on the ground.Fatty Liang watched the man walk through the cordon in twos and threes, his handsome appearance was as tense as the twelfth lunar month in winter, and his hairs stood on end in the cold, like swallowing a piece of ice in winter.

There are few villains in the central city, and there are only three big bosses who can make people shiver in the cold.Fatty Liang was thinking that the young master of the Zhou family was still guarding the gate of the ruined city, and Dr. Bai was still studying the dead in the Academy of Sciences. The only person who could come to the scene was probably the second young master of the Wen family.

Wen Qi, the second youngest of the Wen family, was admitted to the military academy at the age of 16 and won the first prize of "The Teammate Who Doesn't Want to Work Together". Now 24 years old, she has been promoted to a young girl who no one dares to chew on in the circle of ladies in Central City. biscuit.

Fatty Liang watched the soldier in front of him turn on the terminal, and the logo of the Academy of Sciences gradually appeared on the virtual light screen.He slid the icon off the light screen, projecting it onto the filthy ruins.

The huge Academy of Sciences logo replaced the messy cordon in mid-air, and the small city surveillance flickered and landed on the shoulder of the cleaning robot, driving it away from the explosion site.

The bell at 18:00 echoed in the streets and alleys of Central City, like a requiem.

Fatty Liang suddenly sighed. He thought that many people in the Wen family had died over the years, and this one in front of him might be the only living person left in their family.

However, "The Last Heir" didn't have the slightest thought of sacrificing his life. Wen Qi quickly walked past Fatty Liang while calling up the documents in the terminal.He took the little girl who had been waiting for a long time into the charred toy store, gave Xu Jingchen half a look, and walked straight to the hover car deep in the ruins.

Fatty Liang heard him say, "The Academy of Sciences has taken over this case."

……

At the same time, at 18:00, in the dessert house across the street.

Christie didn't look back.Her eyes stayed on the cupboard opposite the bar, and through the reflection on the glass window, she could almost see the appearance of the person coming.

The uninvited visitor who came suddenly had soft shattered hair, his lips were tightly pressed, and his chest was still heaving up and down due to strenuous exercise.She didn't need to turn her head to imagine what this guy looked like at the moment. His smoky eyes must be full of water, and the whole person looked innocent and ignorant, like a poor puppy under the eaves of a rainy day.

Christie thought, Tongtong likes this kind of sex.

She suddenly understood why Yintong raised those questions and why she suddenly received a lot of weird letters.She thought that An Qi had come out, what else wouldn't happen?This guy is simply crazy, he can't do anything good at all.

She remembered what Yintong said a few minutes ago, he said, "There is a little girl with a broken head who invited me to participate in this little garden game".

He seemed to be saying: Christie, is that little girl from your past.

He seemed to be asking: Christie, are you hiding something.

Christie suddenly felt wronged.

She thought of everything she had experienced in the past, the overwhelming cold rain in the abandoned capital three years ago, the grievances she had suffered over the years, and Yin Tong's probing eyes.

She raised her head and forced the wetness in her eyes to blink back.

She thought, this time I was the one who found Yintong first, and I was the one who taught him how to live. Every habit and every inch of his emotion has been stained with my traces.

he's mine.

I won't lose again this time.