dramatic death

18:05, Central City Commercial Street.

While sipping the milkshake in the cup, Ke Xinyan looked at the dessert house across the street, her cute grape eyes were watery, and she was staring intently at the young man in the opposite window.

She listened to the instructions on the light screen, and occasionally hummed a ditty to cater to her, clapping the beat with her pale fingertips on her thighs, like high school students everywhere on the street.

Simple and lively and cute.

The young woman on the opposite side of the light screen gave two "tsk"s with a cigarette in her mouth, her eyes passed by the nth wild man who turned back, suppressing the urge to use power for personal gain, she was in a bad mood and forced herself to look away.

She is busy giving orders, and there are several captains on standby below. Dozens of light screen windows floating in mid-air in front of her present different scenes, from the commercial street to the park community, from the abandoned capital to the interior of the ELF company, the city Wherever surveillance can fly, it can be counted as her eyeliner in these few hours.

"...Tang Yue," the woman — Ke Xuan leaned on the back of the chair and beckoned, and let the young man behind him who was busy arranging tasks lean over, "Who asked Wen Ershao to go to the ELF company?"

Tang Yue followed her line of sight to look at the second window. In ELF's private studio, Wen Qi in military uniform was holding a gun to the head of the head of the person in charge of the Hakoniwa online project.

"..."

Even Adjutant Tang, who was usually well-versed and proficient, was shocked by this scene and took half a step back.He thought about it for a while, and hesitated for a moment between immediately mobilizing people to stop Wen Qi, and tidying up and preparing to deal with the aftermath of Second Young Master Wen, and chose the second without mercy.

There is no other reason, it is because option one is too difficult to reach the sky.The person who can stop Second Young Master Wen is probably not born yet, otherwise why would this little overlord have been allowed to do evil all the time.

When Wen He was still there in the early years, he could barely shock him for a few seconds.Young Master Wen has gone all these years, and Wen Qi has literally escaped from prison and returned to the grassland.

Tang Yue was silent for a moment, and reported the report handed in on the light screen to Ke Xuan: "Team Wen left by himself."

The implication is that no one can stop him.

Ke Xuan took a sharp breath.

She knew that there was nothing wrong with Tang Yue's words, and at this time, it would not be logical to send someone to bring down Second Young Master Wen - whether or not he could be brought down was another matter.Fortunately, the young and vigorous Captain Wen just raised his gun and posed in the light screen. He didn't beat the suspect, nor did he enforce the law violently.

—I hope he doesn't have the guts to shoot.

Ke Xuan tried to convince herself in her heart.She thought there was no need to panic, Second Young Master Wen had silently written the behavior manual for many years, if not thousands of times, hundreds of times.He is a frequent visitor to the confinement room, the kind who submits the psychological examination form on a monthly basis. This kid is no longer the boy who drew a gun and shot his head. He must have thought about it thousands of times before doing things.

As a result, she hadn't built up mentally yet, and she had just traveled around in her mind for a week before she had time to spit out the smoke ring in her mouth, when she was slapped in the face by the young captain on the second screen.

Holding the gun in hand, Wen Qi fired a shot at the ground very quickly, and a burst of bullets poured into the floor, shaking everyone's heart.

Ke Xuan was stunned for a moment with a cigarette in his mouth, then he heard the young captain on the other side of the light screen say coldly.

【"What are you looking at?"】

In ELF's private studio, Xu Jingchen, the project leader of Hakoniwa Online, slightly licked the corner of his lower lip.

So the second young master Wen punched a second hole in the floor.

【"Don't laugh."】

Xu Jingchen didn't speak, but the curvature of the corners of his lips was a pleasure that could be seen through the light screen.He bent his eyes and leaned back on the back of the chair, the gun muzzle smelling of gunpowder was still baking his temples, but he closed his eyes comfortably as if he was enjoying a sunbath.

He said: ["Sir, what do you think I'm looking at?"]

Opposite the light screen, Ke Xuan frowned and glanced at Tang Yue.

Ke Xuan, who has been in charge of fugitives from the White Tower for many years, was so familiar with Xu Jingchen's expression that she couldn't be more familiar. She hooked her fingers at Tang Yue and signaled him to check Xu Jingchen's files first, and at the same time sent someone to the commercial street to put the " Afternoon tea" Dessert House floors are inspected again.

High IQ criminals always think they are omnipotent.Since this Xu Jingchen has already dared to plant bombs on the commercial street and even accompanied the police on a one-day tour of the crime scene, he dared to blow up the thing that the Academy of Sciences is most interested in now to pieces in full view of the public.

She should have thought about it earlier, the bombs in the toy store were not blown up sooner or later, but they set off "fireworks" during the recent time period. The people from ELF Company probably didn't intend to cause a sensation at all in the first place, but wanted to Take this opportunity to completely attract the attention of the Academy of Sciences.

She didn't know how much this Xu Jingchen knew about the "Hako Garden Project", and what the purpose of this person was, but no matter what happened in that private studio today, even if her young Captain Wen shot Xu in charge If a person's head is shot, the commercial street can't go wrong.

Yin Tong, the precious "white mouse" of the Academy of Sciences, can't have any problems no matter what.

Ke Xuan moved her gaze back to the No. [-] window, and she watched Xu Jingchen raised her hand and pointed forward, as if to show Wen Qi what to look at.

Before she could figure out what the other party was going to say, Ke Xinyan's soft voice came from the No. 6 screen.

She said, "Sir, the target has emerged."

……

At 18:07, Christie passed through the noisy crowd and appeared in Yintong's field of vision through the plush toys full of windows.

She was wearing layers of white gauze skirts, stepping on the soft light of the setting sun like a young swan.Yin Tong watched her huddled in the hood and carefully looked around, then lay on the window, breathed out, and drew a small love heart.

He couldn't help laughing.

Little Boss Yin can sometimes understand why Christie's fans love her so passionately. She is cute, beautiful, sunny and full of energy. The perfect avatar.

However, the character of Christie sometimes does not represent a "person".

Today's online media is too easy to generalize the preferences of individual users, but Christie's operation team is good at fabricating the "aesthetics" of tens of millions of users into countless tubes of dye.They blend these dyes and target them according to the preferences of users. They try to shape Christie on the social platform into a customized product that conforms to individual aesthetics, and this customized product does not need to show its original personality to the public.

As a national lolita, Christie has no character, she doesn't need a character, she just needs to be "loved" by people.

——Then who is Christie standing in front of me now?

Yin Tong sometimes think so.

He is not willing to accept the definition of Christie on social media, nor can he accept what Christie looks like in reality.She is willful, savage, and capricious. This little girl who has taken care of him for nearly three years is like a machine composed of many "characters". The only thing these characters have in common is their "possessive desire" for Yintong.

According to Christie's personal statement, these "possessive desires" should have come from feelings such as "love".However, Yin Tong sometimes feels that these "possessive desires" are only aimed at the individual "Yin Tong".

Regardless of whether "Yin Tong" is alive or dead, happy or sad, as long as "Yin Tong" stays here, Christie's "possessive desire" can be satisfied.

It would be better to say that a lifeless "Yintong" (corpse) is more in line with Christie's ideal.

— After all, all she needs is to be obedient.

Little Boss Yin watched the girl in a white gauze skirt push open the door of the dessert house, and when he heard the copper bell on the door "ding dong", he finally kept a gentle smile and let go of the palm he had scratched.His fingers were cold, and his back was already soaked in cold sweat.He couldn't help reaching out to touch the crumpled letter paper in his trouser pocket, as if there was another warm heart hidden there.

He remembered the text message he received yesterday evening.

The sender was Chen Yan, and the text message started with an ordinary greeting.Mr. Chen asked Yin Tong if he would like to stay in the dessert house for a while after get off work tomorrow evening, waiting for Christie who wanted to visit.

Boss Yin refused in his heart.

He was on the ride home in the hovercar, still thinking about the boy who had brought the warning minutes before.Chen Yan's text message undoubtedly added weight to that warning, and even caused little boss Yin's life to be in crisis.

——He can't escape, no matter where he goes, he will be caught by these people.

So he really didn't want to see Christie again at this time. The unhappy breakup in the evening three days ago left a deep impression on him. It was hard for him to establish his independent determination in front of Christie. It's as frustrating as throwing in the towel.

However, he couldn't see her. The morning after he spoke with An Qi, he had doubts about Christie's supervision. Tong Shuyao's visit made him confirm the danger of this girl herself—she is from the Academy of Sciences. And to some extent monitoring the data information on his mobile terminal.

——After all, when he asked: "Is this world real or virtual?" The power cut off immediately at that moment, it was like trying to cover up self-deception.

Yintong could even imagine that Christie might be lying on the bed that night, watching the video of his call with An Qi, and thinking about when to cut off his terminal signal.

She always likes to play with his life in the palm of her hand.

However, Yintong only has Christie as a source of information. Whether it is Chen Yan or a regular customer in his store, it is obvious that no one can reveal more information inadvertently like her.Tong Shuyao's visits were limited. In the past three years, he didn't even realize that Chen Yan was also a member of the Academy of Sciences, and since An Qi was cut off from communication that day, he never contacted him again.

He was completely alone.

At 18:20 yesterday evening, Yintong sat on the suspension car thinking about his situation, and at the same time slid the text message on the light screen to the bottom.

He saw a photo.

The girl in the photo has hair as thick as seaweed, and skin as pale as a porcelain doll.She twisted her limbs and lay in the cold flower bed, the dirty blood under her body gradually mixed into the bright red sunset.

Her smile is sweet and gentle, like falling into a sweet dream.

……

At 18:00 in the evening, Yintong raised his head and looked at Christie who was walking towards him step by step not far away.

He thought of the little girl in that photo, who looked exactly like the Christie standing in front of him at the moment.