Son of the Tower

Chapter 87
Looking around, Mars found a reader on a table in the middle of the first floor, which seemed to be used for the USB flash drive in his hand.

So Mars walked to the table and inserted the USB drive.

Meng Zou also found iced [-]-Up Coke in the small refrigerator beside him, but he sighed with some regret when he heard the six-legged kind say that the Coke had been stored for at least three years.

"Don't be too demanding, Meng Zou." Mars took the Coke and wiped off the bottle cap with his hands. This kind of Coke in a glass bottle can be said to have existed for eight years since the establishment of the entire Hangzhou Bay defense circle in the era of great destruction. A thousand-year-old brand.

"When you come to New Hangzhou, it would be a pity if you don't have a can of Coke." After finishing speaking, Mars took a sip of the flat Coke, and Mars noticed that the shutter doors were lowering—even the shutters were lowering on several windows.

On the small sofa next to the table, a phantom Mr. Sadajiro sat there, and Mars came to the workshop tool table beside him, jumped up and sat down.

·I was activated, right, although I certainly didn't activate it myself, after all, who would read these bullshit last words recorded by myself again.

The phantom sitting on the sofa took out a cigarette while sighing, and as the intangible smoke was ignited by the intangible flame, the intangible smell of smoke and soot began to occupy the entire workshop.

The hexapod grabbed its master's trousers with its tiny mechanical legs and climbed onto his lap.

Mars on this side looked at the hexapod mechanical body, which was coiled in the corner, and the only viewfinder looked at the nothingness in the center.

·I am Sadajiro Shishima. I have no parents since I can remember. It is said that I am an abandoned baby who was thrown in front of the gate of the tower. I was born deaf. Hearing aids, because he said that I have talent, and my fate should not be imprisoned by machinery.

Looking at the direction of the camera, Mr. Sadajiro, who looks much younger, said this. While stroking the little hexapod mechanical body, he seemed to be recalling his past.

I don't like this name because I don't want to be a four-island person. I grew up drinking water and eating rice from southern Thailand. I have nothing to do with the parents who left me. I think To be a southerner, to serve my mentor, to become a swordsman...but my mentor told me that this cannot change my identity.

·Yes, identity, after all, I am a person from the Four Islands. When I watched the sufferings announced by the northernists from the Four Islands, I realized that this world is so unfair, and outside of southern Thailand... everywhere is purgatory.

·We, must do something.

At this time, a girl's cry sounded, and Mr. Sadajiro stretched out his hand, as if he was longing for something, but also seemed to comfort something, until a phantom of a girl approached him.

· Michiko, don't cry.We shouldn't be together, you are the princess of the royal family, and I'm just an abandoned baby picked up by the sage, you want to protect your home, and I devote myself to Northernism...

・I don't want to marry that Ishikawa.

At this moment, Mr. Sadajiro no longer had stubbornness and anger on his face. He smiled and stroked her face.

·Silly girl, you are the princess of the four islands, and I... I am a traitor and traitor who believes in the deceitful lies of Northernism.

His face was full of tenderness, but he said the most heartless words of breaking up.

The first video was over, Mars sat on the table for a while, and finally escaped from the world of adults. With a foul breath, Mars subconsciously pulled out a stick of chewing gum from his pocket. stuffed in his mouth.

Chewing gum, not cigarettes.

Soon, Mr. Sadajiro appeared again, he seemed to be looking at something, and in the outside mirror, Mars heard the voice belonging to the newscaster.

· His Excellency Ishikawa, Prince of the Four Islands, and the eldest daughter of Princess Michiko were attacked at this time. Lieutenant General Zhang, what do you think?

In this attack, the prince of the royal family was killed, the prince's beloved wife was killed, and she and Prince Ishikawa's eldest daughter lost a glance...

Sadajiro raised his hand and turned off the TV with the remote control in his hand. He sat on the sofa alone with a few strands of white hair on his temples. He lit a cigarette again. The invisible fire lit and he could only watch it from a distance. Smoke, unscented smoke and sparks once again ruled the workshop.This time, he didn't say anything, but Mars could feel that Mr. Sadajiro was crying, his grief, his crying, his tears passed through time, and Mars felt them.

Separated from the one he loved, Mr. Sadajiro just didn't want her to suffer because of his death, but he didn't think that he heard the news of her death one night after walking on the road of blood for so long without falling down.

The second video disappeared. Mars took a sip of the flat Coke and looked at the refrigerator spirit in the corner. It hesitated, as if it wanted to go to find its owner, but it seemed to understand that it was just a holographic projection. Not its real owner.

The third video appeared. This time, Sadajiro was exactly the same as Sadajiro in Mars's memory. He was sitting on the sofa, and there was thunder outside.

In Marr's ears, the sound of the first rain in late spring and early summer came from outside the window.

He is holding a mobile phone and talking to someone.

Soon after he finished the phone call, he patted his leg, and watched the refrigerator spirit climb onto his lap.

I don't know who you are, I just want to tell you that I just got on the phone with a guy who will definitely betray me, he thought I would trust him... No, how could I trust him, this world is nothing but Michiko I will never trust anyone other than my mentor, you know, I was betrayed by my comrades...

After a while, Mars could feel the anger in his words, but this gentleman was laughing.

·They thought they were hiding it from me, but they didn't think about it. I already knew what they were going to do. In their eyes, I was a person who was out of control, a tool that was dangerous to the enemy and even more dangerous to their own people.

Having said that, the gentleman did not light another cigarette, but took out his chewing gum.

· Having said that, I am very happy that you can see this place. I will die soon. Those who come to kill me will definitely try their best to kill me, and Tsubaki...Michiko's child is the only one I am alive now Momentum, I have already contacted Superintendent Ximen, he will take Tsubaki from my hands.

·The child Tsubaki...knew that her father was a beast and that her mother's death was related to him, and his ambition was beyond everyone's imagination.

· If one day you see great changes in the four islands, you will understand what I want to say.

Having said that, Sadajiro turned his head and looked out the window.

Mars also looked out the window.

At this moment, thunder came from the video.

In Mars' ears, the continuous heavy rain was also mixed with some redundant residual sounds.

·A guest is coming...they came so fast.

There was a hint of relief in Mr. Sadajiro's voice.

At the same time, it also hooked Mars' curiosity.

He stood up.

He jumped off the table.

The man with the sword stood in front of the shutter door.

The young Pansio catman looked at the alloy knife on the weapon rack that popped out from the ground and the scabbard that restrained and protected it, and finally held it in his hand.

The life driven by curiosity walks towards the rolling door at this moment,

Stand side by side with phantoms of the dead driven by a sense of purpose.

(End of this chapter)