Superpowers of Sky City

Chapter 368 The Countdown to the End
Half a world away, the Eternal Light Empire, the imperial capital Shenjing.

While the high-level people in the kingdom were having headaches, the high-level people in the empire were also anxious.Because these two days the emperor has come to two big figures.A big man yelled at the court, making the faces of all the civil servants as black as the bottom of a pot, and another big man revisited his old place and wandered around in the street, making all the military officials in the city fall into a shuddering silence.

Right now the big shots are sitting in a wine shop, drinking and scolding their mothers, and there are three missing around the square wine table.The painter in black just snatched the wine gourd from the person opposite and poured himself a full bowl, and drank it in one gulp.The third person who is not so big is sitting aside, wearing a high-quality official uniform, holding a cigarette butt between his fingers, with a sad face, like a small boss who has just gone bankrupt.

"My lords, how can you say this is at the feet of the emperor, please show your majesty some face." Liu Zhongwu said sadly, "It's their business how Morton's people want to make trouble. Why are you angry? ?”

"A bunch of mentally retarded things!" Yan Qi slapped the table angrily, "When is it time to talk about fucking politics! What can I do with me if I just go over there?!"

"Then it's time for the Dawn Knight to fight with you. Do you think the king is not messy enough when you two are fighting at the top of the world?" Lao Liu threw the cigarette butt and stamped it out under his feet, "Besides, I don't know if you are worried. What. Situ Yi is formidable, but McColl the Brilliant Man is also a long-established master. He is the only boundary-breaking magician in the world before you complete your cultivation. No one dares to say that he is the second in terms of attack power. The defensive side of the holy fire armor is also impeccable, not to mention the Queen's help. After all, Situ Yi is not you and Qin Ming, how many swords can he receive from others with that broken stage?"

"I fucking know better than you!" Yan Qi scolded.

Lao Liu put the wine bowl away: "Then what are you worried about?"

He looked at the drinker across the table.The man was wearing a green dress and had long hair. He carried two knives, one long and one short. It was Qin Ming.

"Well……"

Qin Ming took back his wine gourd and was pouring the last few drops of wine into the bowl.After hearing this, he thought for a while and said, "Zhongwu, have you thought about what happens after death?"

"what?"

Qin Ming patiently explained: "That is to say, sometimes you can't sleep late at night, do you think about what people will look like after death, whether they still have feelings, if so, where they will go, If we will die sooner or later, and the universe will be destroyed one day, what is the meaning of life now..."

"The last time I was so idle was when we were in school. At this age, who would think about these useless things." Liu Zhongwu recalled the memory of his student days, and frowned, "Do you think Situ Yi is still like this now?"

"Yes, Situ Yi will think about it." Yan Qi said coldly, "He used to think about it, and he still thinks about it now. He has been doing those useless thoughts endlessly, meaning, fate, death...you think about the end What will you figure out?"

"Nothing." Liu Zhongwu said, "It's just fear."

"That's why he is afraid of death! I don't believe that a person who is so afraid of death would die so easily!"

Yan Qi's words made Liu Zhongwu's complexion serious. He took out another cigarette, and just about to light it, was sucked away by Qin Min who hated the smell of cigarettes.

"Not necessarily, you have to define what death is first." Qin Ming said slowly, "The death Situ thinks and the death you think are not necessarily the same result."

Liu Zhongwu stretched out his hand to grab the cigarette, but failed to snatch it, and said angrily, "Then what does Young Master Qin think?"

Qin Ming said sincerely, "I don't know either."

The two old friends hissed together and cast contemptuous glances.Qin Ming was neither in a hurry nor annoyed, seeing that the wine was finished, he said, "It's rare for me to go back to Shenjing once, why don't you let me..."

"Go away. The little girl is almost scared out of your mind by you, and you still go home, what a fart!" Yan Qi scolded.

Qin Ming said expectantly, "Then I'll go..."

"You are not allowed to go to the kingdom! I am sitting here watching you just to prevent you from making trouble in the past!"

Qin Ming held back for a long time and said, "Are you here to fight?"

So the two extremely powerful men went out to the wine shop to fight, but Liu Zhongwu lost the interest in smoking. He drank for a while, left the money and left.There are three wine bowls on the square table, only one side is empty, like a mahjong table with three missing one.

The owner of the restaurant took the money and looked at the backs of the men leaving, feeling a little strange.He remembered these people. When he was young, he occasionally came to the store to drink, always at this table, always at this seat.It's just that there was a tall man in white who was with them back then, and now it seemed that they were holding a class reunion, but that man didn't come.

The boss looked at the empty stool where no one was sitting, and thought that this is also a common occurrence.After finishing their studies, the former classmates are separated from each other. Even if they get together again by fate, it is difficult to return to the past.

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"I'm stupid, why did the price of potatoes go up?"

"Not only potatoes, but all meat and vegetables have gone up." The aunt who sells vegetables cut off the head of the fish with a knife in her hand, and said listlessly, "After the new security regulations came out, the cost of transportation has skyrocketed. I want to buy cheap ones out of the city."

"His grandma's..."

Tyros complained, touched his empty wallet, and sighed, "How do you sell the fish head?"

He bought a few fish heads and some potatoes that no one wanted, thinking about getting through these few days.He squeezed through the crowd, stepped on the dirty ground with his broken boots, splashed a few spots of mud, and there was no sunlight under the gray sky.

"Why did the price increase again!" "Stupid X public security regulations." "Did you stop letting people live..." Similar complaints kept ringing out, and the vegetable market on Honeysuckle Street was full of anxious and depressed people.Everyone is very anxious.

In fact, the increase in prices is not high, and everyone would not be too worried about it, but the impact of the duel day has only just begun.That day was supposed to be a carnival for freelancers and small businessmen. Every year, everyone can take this opportunity to make a steady profit... But this year, not to mention making money, almost everyone lost money.Now everyone has to tighten their belts to live, and the rising prices have stimulated the fragile nerves, making the air indescribably dignified.

The greater the pressure, the easier it is to be restless, and the more restless you are, the more vulnerable you are.Tierlos saw someone in front of him quarreling, which developed from a verbal dispute to a push and rub.He quickly avoided, and the curses of the people came to his ears.Cursing the damn new law and order regulations, cursing the inaction of the kingdom officials, cursing everything as always.

"Damn it." He cursed and walked out of the vegetable market.Capulo ran over with two bags of fruit, and said with a mournful face, "Brother, I didn't get a ticket to Kulin City..."

"Damn it!" Tyros yelled, "I don't even have a ticket to the south?!"

"The most recent is August..."

Should have thought of it earlier.Even small characters like them can hear the wind, and there will only be more people who know about it earlier.Now that the price of train tickets is soaring, it is hard to find a real ticket, and the few trains that ordinary people can afford are full early.Their decision was made late, and it is not easy to go out now.

"Then leave in August." Tyros said gloomily, "I won't be so unlucky..."

Capullo said sullenly: "Brother, let's be careful these few days. I just came here and heard that someone died on the street in the past few nights... said it was a perverted killer..."

Tyros waved his hand fiercely, trying to drive away all the bad news.After walking a few steps, he stepped on a piece of unmelted ice and fell to the ground with mud spots all over his body. The fish heads he just bought were scattered all over the floor.

He looked at the white eyeballs of the dead fish, and suddenly yelled madly.It seemed that the pressure and emotions accumulated in the body were pierced by a needle, and burst out like gas meeting sparks.

"Fucking inner city trash! A bunch of bloody trash!!"

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Half a way away from the East Borough, at the gate of the Horwood Orphanage.

"Sandwiches in three flavors ~ just two pounds with coffee ~"

Now it was almost lunch time, and Phyllis was holding a big box on the side of the street, selling hot coffee, newspapers and handmade sandwiches.

The law and order in the Eastern District is not good these days, even the most courageous of him dare not go to other places to do odd jobs.There were no reports in the newspapers or on TV, but everyone was talking about the misty murderer in private.He appears only at night, he picks his targets at random, he kills, disintegrates, disembowels and disembowels the human race, spilling blood on the streets of Superbia.

Phyllis knew that this was not a rumor, and the latest murder case was near the orphanage.The scene was a horrible scene like a slaughterhouse. The dead were nailed to a wall, and there was blood all over the wall...

"vomit……"

Phyllis retched twice, and saw a black police car stop on the side of the road, and the police officer with a black hat rolled down the window. "Give me two orders of corned beef," said the sergeant. "No problem, sir!" Phyllis walked in quickly, grabbed two cold sandwiches and passed them through the window.When collecting the money, he met the police officer's eyes and asked tentatively, "...Officer MacDonald?"

"Oh?" The police officer rubbed his eyes, "Ah...it's you."

Phyllis stared in surprise at the man in the car window, barely recognizing the officer. Macdonald, who came to the troupe to handle the case in early June, was majestic, with a resolute face and bright eyes, as intimidating as his straight uniform and helmet.And now the police officer in the car has rumpled clothes, bloodshot eyes, bags under the eyes, and gray face.Phyllis almost didn't recognize him, it's only been two months, but the man looks ten years older.

"..."

Macdonald paused for a moment in embarrassment, then drew a fifty-pound note from his pocket. "Sorry." The man whispered. "No, it's okay." Phyllis didn't take his money.The little boy couldn't bear to say any more harsh words, so he asked in a low voice, "Sir, have you caught that murderer yet?"

"No," said Macdonald. "No way. A higher inspector can't help it. The hunters can't find him. It's like a mist."

The weight of the powerlessness in his words made the boys aware of the shame in their hearts.

"Can't you invite a detective?" Phyllis asked in a low voice, "Please invite the Dawn Knight..."

"My lord, son! Do you know how many cases are happening every day? Do you know how busy we are?" MacDonald's tone became rough, "You don't understand...you don't know the current situation. Dawn Knight She is a big shot, and she is busy with work that is hundreds of times more important than these cases! We can no longer bother her with these damn cases...we can't!"

Phyllis nodded repeatedly and stopped talking.Macdonald stopped talking, and said helplessly and sadly, "...Sorry, kid."

He forced the banknotes into the boy's hand, then rolled up the window and drove away.Through the car window, Phyllis saw another police officer sitting and sleeping in the back seat of the car. He seemed to be injured, his arm was wrapped in bandages, and he was sleeping soundly. Awake.

Phyllis felt an indescribable sadness.This cannot be said to be the fault of the officials. Obviously everyone is doing their duty, but why things are still getting worse?

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[In the context of the looming dragon disaster, all aspects of control are being tightened in all directions.

In order to stabilize the general situation, the major media that strictly enforced intelligence control did not report the serial murders in the East District.

The police officers who knew the details of the case also decided not to disturb the Dawn Knight or other high-level officials at this critical juncture because of the casualties of a few people.

As a result, nervousness fermented secretly in the city, panic spread in everyone's heart, the power of the spirit prison world grew accordingly, and the limit of rampage was about to be reached...]

On the outskirts of the East End, Starr Whitefield Cemetery.Lord Yin Lu was standing in front of a tombstone, reading a script written by Situ Yi.Creeky Hyde was merrily digging the grave with a shovel.

"~!" Keriki whistled, "You have to admit that the leader is quite talented, and can make the best use of each character. I never thought that I would be so useful one day!"

Lord Yinlu didn't speak, he clenched his fist and then let go, repeating over and over again.

"Why do you like killing people?" He asked suddenly.

"Why~~" Keriki threw a shovel of dirt, "Ah, ah, that's it. I was sold to the red-light district by my father when I was a child, and I went home and killed them all for revenge."

"lie."

"Can't lie to you? Then change it, that... When I was at home when I was a child, I happened to meet robbers who robbed the house. Then I accidentally killed them all, and then..."

"lie."

"Well...then...actually, the people living in my building are all anti-social elements. They trained me to kill people since I was a child."

Master Yinlu sighed: "You can shut up if you don't want to say it."

Crookie put the shovel aside and said with a smile: "What does it matter? Just like human comedy is the same, human tragedy is nothing more than the permutation and combination of those elements. Violence, poverty, sex, drugs, disease... …You can make up any kind of story you want, anyway, you already know the conclusion.

I killed my parents and buried them with my own hands under the old house. This is the only truth! "

Lord Yinlu looked at her quietly and said, "It's a miracle that a person like you can endure yourself until today."

"I want to watch a big fireworks before I die."

Creeky dropped the shovel, rolled up her sleeves, and pushed away Jane Diella's coffin.Perhaps it was because of the deterioration, her body hadn't decomposed yet.Creekie lifted the eyelids of the dead body, the pupils of those eyes were still emerald green.She smiled with satisfaction, and twirled the jackknife twice lightly, digging out a pair of green pupils.

Keriki closed his eyes, closed the coffin again, and turned around to ask, "What's the matter with you, boss? It's not like you to talk so much nonsense to me all of a sudden, is your conscience disturbed?"

"Yes." Lord Yinlv replied slowly, "but the destruction of a country and city is better than the destruction of the world. We must succeed before the King of Equality plunges the world into eternal catastrophe."

"Boss, I guess you really think so." Keriki shoveled the soil back, "The other people don't care at all, Jane is just trying to benefit herself~"

"It doesn't matter, everyone is using each other." Lord Yinlu closed his eyes, "Give me the pupils."

Keriki stretched out his hand, and retracted it mischievously, hiding the green pupil.

"Boss, can you do me a favor if you are so conscientious?" Krikey said with a smile, "I know that the head of the team deliberately made this to let Jane inherit the 'role' of Jane Diella by virtue of her name, but that The knight is really too strong, I think Jane will die...so just leave this task to me, don't let Jane do it this time."

"Are you confident?"

"You know my world-creation method." Keriki shrugged, "Although it's pretty good, but if you can use it, you can basically succeed. After all, the leader just wants to add insurance."

"……it is good."

Yin Luzhu gave her a deep look, turned and left.Creekie shoveled the last handful of soil for his old friend's grave, took out the script, and happily recited the unfinished sentence.

[Listen, people of Superbia!The bell echoing in the city is the countdown to the end! 】

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when~
when~
The bell echoed on the streets of the inner city. Gongsun Ce took out his pocket watch and checked the time.

It's 6 o'clock in the evening, July 7st.Gongsun Ce was in a daze for a moment, and he had been in the capital for two months before he knew it.Getting used to it is really a terrible feeling. When he first arrived, he felt that this was a strange city, but now he felt as if he had lived here for two years.

"Your rolls and cakes, bro."

"Thanks, ma'am."

The old lady in the coffee shop handed over packaged bread, cakes and coffee, and Gongsun Ce thanked them and took them. "Are you busy recently?" the old lady asked, "It's rare to see you here."

"Working overtime every day, I have no time to enjoy life." Gongsun Ce shrugged.This time, he went home to get the documents, and by the way helped Ailandia and the others buy some supper for working overtime at night.

"It'll be fine after a while."

The old lady nodded knowingly, and put two more biscuits into his packing bag. "Good luck! Be careful when you come home at night and remember to go with your colleagues."

"Thank you..." Gongsun Ce asked in confusion, "Why?"

"Haven't you heard?" The old lady was equally confused, "I heard what Mrs. Fan Na said this morning. It's not peaceful at night recently. Although it's far from the inner city, you still have to be careful."

Gongsun Ce frowned, subconsciously, he felt a subtle sense of tension.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. Could you please elaborate?"

"Holy King, that's terrible." The old lady shook her head again and again, "It's the...serial murder case in the Eastern District."

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Elandia glanced at the wall clock, feeling a little dissatisfied.Gongsun Ce was 2 minutes late. After she emphasized the concept of punctuality, he was always on time.

While thinking about it, she saw Gongsun Ce coming in a hurry, and Elandia stopped her thoughts of preaching. The ashen face of the entourage had already revealed the reason for his lateness.

"what happened?"

Gongsun Ce threw the document on the table, and said quickly: "I heard the news when I came back and checked it. There was a serial murder case in the Eastern District. Five people were killed within 10 days. The death was tragic. It happened in many densely populated areas. It's not being reported because of intelligence controls lately, but everyone's talking about it."

"The progress of the police investigation?"

"There is no progress, it is obviously an impermanence to commit the crime. The police officers of the supernatural crime department have nothing to do with the prisoner, and they are guaranteed to be a manifestation!"

A new plan for the remnants of the troupe?A cover-up to divert attention?Or is it a pure coincidence, just an ordinary malignant accident?Many possibilities flowed through Elandia's mind. After thinking for a moment, Dawn Knight asked, "Ce, what do you think?"

"I..." Gongsun Ce smacked his lips, "You know I grew up in the capital of the sky, I am familiar with the precursors of chaos, and I can smell the anxiety in the air. You will have a bad feeling if you stay in that kind of place for a long time. A kind of intuition, you will subconsciously feel that something is going to happen, otherwise you will not be able to live for a long time.

I think it's a bad omen.But there is no evidence for this.There is no basis.Just... my gut feeling. "

"You are sharper than me in this area, and I trust you."

Elandia nodded and put on her deerstalker hat: "Let's go to the scene of the crime."

(End of this chapter)